Those mushrooms you mentioned, are they delicious?
The village chief was stunned for a moment and then shook his head: I don't know, no one dares to taste that stuff.
In his opinion, what Elizabeth said was like whether nuclear waste is delicious. The villagers' attitude towards this stuff now is basically the same as the people in the old world who avoided nuclear radiation. Not to mention tasting it, the villagers immediately hid further and further away from the patients with mushroom disease, fearing that the mushrooms emerging from the patients' heads would emit fungal spores and then be carried along by the wind to infect them. To the same.
Not only the village chief, but also Zhao Sida was shocked.
Whenever the doll girl begins to wonder if the Elizabeth in front of her is being impersonated, the latter's nonsensical and coquettish manipulations can always come up with some new tricks to get her back: Ah! Sure enough, this is Elizabeth. a feeling of.
Oh, Elizabeth nodded in disappointment, but the disappointment didn't hang on her face for two seconds. When she poured the cut off part of the springtail meat into the pot, her eyes immediately lit up, and it was better to hurry up. What a coincidence, let's have a meal now! Have some mushroom stew with worm meat!
The village chief was so angry with her that he almost lost his breath. He banged his cane and emphasized: No one dares to eat that stuff! There may be a risk of infection!
They say it’s possible, but maybe you can’t catch it! Let's try, life is about trying! Village chief, where did you put the mushrooms? At worst, I'll go get it!
Seeing Elizabeth preparing to run towards the road of no return and eager to find patients with mushroom disease, Zhao Sida stopped her with a cold voice: Stop, Elizabeth, sit down!
The blue-haired girl who had just stood up trembled for no reason when she heard the voice, and then sat back on the bench honestly under the village chief's gaze as if he had seen a ghost.
Huh?
It wasn't until she sat down that Elizabeth came back to her senses and looked at the doll girl strangely: Why did I subconsciously do what you said just now?
Zhao Sida slowly looked away: This is called conditioned reflex, discovered by a man named Pavlov.
At this time, the village chief also turned his attention to the doll girl and asked hesitantly.
Little girl, you should be from one of those big cities, right?
The big cities that the village chief refers to naturally refer to other big forces outside the settlements. Unlike small settlements like theirs where it is difficult to even survive the winter, those who are backed by big cities and big forces don't say they have no worries about food and clothing. At least life is guaranteed. Although there are slaves in some big forces, looking at Zhao Sida's clothes and fair appearance
Of course, these things about big cities and powerful forces were not seen by the old village chief himself, but what he heard from a passing adventurer. The adventurer's surname was Lu. He was a knowledgeable man. He had read many books and traveled to many places. He once lived in their village for a while. During his temporary stay with Mr. Lu, he became good friends with him and Mr. Fujino. It pointed out the direction for the planning and development of the village.
Although the old village chief no longer remembers Mr. Lu’s name, he will never forget the answer he got when he asked the latter why he wanted to travel in the dangerous wilderness.
I want to find a way to save mankind during my journey. Just spreading fire cannot save all mankind.
The wandering thoughts gradually returned to reality. When the old village chief saw the questioning look cast by Zhao Sida, he pointed at the other party's coat that was only stained with some dirt and dust: because of the clothes you are wearing. Junqu Pavilion
Then he pointed to his patched jacket and said with a smile.
Different from all of us here.
At this time, the villagers also poked their heads out of their homes, and each took out the stove from their home, or simply shared a stove with several families and started to light a fire for cooking. Soon, bursts of smoke rose in the village, and the villagers were either boiling or boiling. The clear water porridge is so thin that you can barely see the rice grains. Add some weeds or wild vegetables to the pot, or take out the long-baked flatbread, carefully break off a piece and hold it in your mouth until it is completely soaked with saliva. After eating the cake, I was willing to start chewing it.
Zhao Sida noticed that they were wearing many and miscellaneous clothes. Short sleeves were covered with long sleeves. They were stuffed to keep warm, and there were patches everywhere on their clothes.
He was also dirty and unkempt, and his hair, which had not been washed for a long time, was tangled into clumps.
Comparing the images of these villagers with herself and Elizabeth, you can see where the problem lies. She and Elizabeth are a bit clean. Their neat clothes, fair and smooth faces and hair are all incompatible with the image of the villagers here.
Seeing that she didn't answer, the village chief didn't ask any more questions, assuming that she had something to hide, so she avoided answering. He looked at the water in the pot that had begun to boil, and the dark red springtail meat was gradually turning white as it was cooked, with a little milky white floating on it. The foam and grease also floated on the water with the boiling water, and the faint aroma of meat also floated faintly from the pot.
The village chief unscrewed the cap of the seasoning bottle, held it with the bottle cap in one hand, held the bottle with the other and poured the seasoning out of the bottle with a gentle shake. After pouring out a little seasoning, he showed a distressed expression again, and carefully put the bottle away. I poured some of the seasoning on the lid back into the bottle, then poured the few remaining seasonings into the pot, and then used my crutch to knock down the air vent under the stove to make the fire in the stove smaller.
Tell me, what do you want to hear this time? I have also talked about my experiences before the disaster, and I have also talked about my experiences during the escape. I feel like I almost have nothing left to talk about.
Elizabeth thought for a while: How about the village chief talk about what happened in the village this time? For example, how was the village established?
What happened in the village? The village chief squinted his eyes with a look of recollection on his face. If it was established, it was a long time ago.
After the original Wei Village was destroyed by insects and cordyceps, we luckily escaped. My uncle and aunt took us all the way to the big city, hoping to find rescue.
At that time, everyone still retained hope for rescue. They believed that they would wait until the rescue team sent by the country and believed that they could be rescued. Uncles and aunts believed so, and so did other adults. My brothers and sisters were still confused. I understand, and I believe it too. But after arriving in the city, all our illusions were shattered
The place is also full of terrible bugs. The streets are also filled with smoldering, twisted and deformed cars. There are also many springtails jumping around on the cars, eating the corpses. They have their mouths full of food. They were all bloody, and those eyes with a faint yellow light were staring at us in the car.
The village chief's body was trembling uncontrollably. As he recalled it, he once again thought of the nightmare that was etched in his heart. He could never get rid of the nightmare and could never wake up from it.
The bugs discovered us and called for our companions, and immediately chased us, and we escaped from the car. Two or three uncles and aunts were a step too slow to get us out of the car, and then they were bitten. Dead, we panicked and ran away in panic. It was probably the fastest I had ever run in my life. We ran and ran, and those bugs were chasing after us.
We eventually escaped to a residential building and were temporarily freed from them by using the elevator that was still running, but we were trapped for several days by the bugs lingering nearby.
Fortunately, those bugs didn't know how to use the elevator and couldn't track us. Fortunately, everyone had plenty of supplies when they escaped, so we no longer had to worry about food and drink. Fortunately, there were some kind people who were willing to open the door. Accept us and let us survive the most difficult days
He said three times in a row that it was okay. Even after many years, when he recalled it again, he still had the joy of surviving the disaster on his face.
But in the next few days, the uncles and aunts have been paying attention to the rescue information from official channels, but no news about rescue has been received from the radio, radio, mobile phone signals, or TV signals. Even the official news has not been transmitted. Come
At that time, an uncle suggested to take root here first. If the insect plague and cordyceps outbreak broke out in a local area, this is a big city, and the probability of everyone helping each other to be rescued is relatively high. The uncles and aunts living in this building They were all good people, and soon the building became our stronghold.
At that time, everyone helped each other and worked together to overcome the difficulties. In order to overcome this disaster, they all contributed their own small efforts, blocking other entrances and exits of the community gates with wooden boards, and actively rescued survivors found nearby, risking The risk of being infected by cordyceps and being killed by bugs goes out to explore. At night, everyone starts singing to cheer themselves up, and they sing any song.
The village chief did not continue because he noticed that Elizabeth turned her head away and looked elsewhere, and couldn't help but cast her gaze in the direction she was looking.
There was a teenage girl standing over there. She was wearing a torn jacket whose original color could not be seen, with several patches on it, and a gray sweater that had a lot of balls underneath. The lower body is wearing pants that seem to be sewn together from several different kinds of fabrics. They look colorful. On one foot was a pair of sneakers that were much too big and the soles were already a bit unglued, while on the other foot was a cotton slipper made of an unknown material.
She was looking here eagerly, her dark eyes flashing with the desire to eat meat, but she didn't dare to get too close. Long-term malnutrition made her look thin and short, and her hair was as messy as a tangled mess. As yellow as grass.
Elizabeth waved to her warmly: Don't be afraid, do you want to come and eat together?
As a result, the little girl shrank her neck as if she was frightened, turned around and ran away.
Elizabeth's hands were frozen in mid-air, with an annoyed expression on her face: Do I look so scary?
Hehehe The village chief smiled when he saw this, and gently stirred the pot of insect broth with a spoon. The meaty aroma wafting out of the pot was already very strong. The aroma spread far away and attracted the attention of the villagers. Many people looked here eagerly, and there was a thick layer of oil on the clear water before. While stirring the broth, he said with a smile, "The children here are all afraid of you, for fear of you." I was infected by you and became like you
