The truck lurched to a halt on the side of the road.
A middle-aged man with black hair, a woman, a black man, and a blond man.
They jumped out of the car and moved the improvised roadblocks.
Gu Qingshan watched them with cold eyes as they were busy, but they never made a decision.
He found that it was these four people who were moving things from beginning to end, and no one in the town came out to help.
This is a bit strange.
Judging from the pictures in the newspapers, the world seems to be facing a crisis such as biological mutation and is heading towards the end.
It is said that a truck will return at this time, and the people in the town should guard and inspect the truck. At least out of the desire for food and information, more or less people will come to check.
But the reality is that no one appears in the town.
Gu Qingshan leaned against the wall and silently watched them remove the roadblocks.
They were very skilled in their movements and seemed to do these things often.
After a while, maybe he was a little tired from moving things. The black-haired middle-aged man carrying a long gun gasped and said loudly: "I don't want to move these roadblocks anymore, or can anyone help me find a few more living people?" You can come."
The black man said seriously: "Don't be ridiculous, without these roadblocks we would all be doomed."
"Now we can only ask God to bless us and let us find a few living people to supplement our manpower during future searches." The blond man said.
As they chatted, the movements of their hands slowly stopped.
At this time, the sun went down a little and the temperature dropped a lot.
Seeing that night is coming.
Three men and one woman simply gathered together, hid in the shade of the truck, lit cigarettes and started smoking slowly.
The blond man said worriedly: "Tonight is another busy night. Let's all take a nap first, otherwise we won't be able to make it through."
The man known as Lao Li shook his head and said: "It's a pity that there is no one to replace him. It's really unlucky. I finally found two people, but they are women."
The only woman stared at him and said fiercely: "What's wrong with women? At least they can help us wash clothes and tidy up the room."
Lao Li smiled bitterly and said: "I would rather eat less. As long as they can pick up guns and deal with monsters, I will be satisfied."
The woman said: "They are just two teenagers. It's good if they can stay calm. How can they kill monsters with guns?"
Lao Li shrugged, showing a helpless expression.
"I'm hungry. Let's take care of the stomach problem first."
The black man smoothed things over without leaving a trace.
Several people walked to the back of the truck and opened the tailgate.
Gu Qingshan hid in the dark, squinting and looking carefully.
I saw that the truck was loaded with all kinds of things, including food, furniture, clothes, and even a live pig.
The pig is eating cabbage.
The four people carried a box down and opened it neatly.
In the box, the tin cans were neatly stacked, and there was also some wine.
——This is a whole box of rich food in the apocalypse.
"I don't really like beef," the woman muttered.
"That's not possible. We all eat three cans. You, too, must eat at least two cans. Otherwise, your physical strength will not be effectively replenished and problems will occur at night." Old Li said.
Gu Qingshan's heart moved when he heard this.
In the apocalypse, canned beef is already a very good thing, but she is still picky about it.
And there is no limit to what these people can eat - three cans are enough to feed an adult man.
It seems that their living conditions are quite good.
Fortunately, Gu Qingshan mastered many languages and understood that they were speaking a very rare human dialect.
Combined with the previous conversations between these people, it is easy to know that they have taken in two girls who cannot fight.
The two girls were also in a safe situation.
Gu Qingshan's eyes fell on Lao Li's back and he carefully observed his gun.
——This is a very old and primitive sniper rifle.
Gu Qingshan is a mechanical armor player himself. He has also made epoch-making mechas like Seraph. He has the most basic weapons like firearms at his fingertips.
The sniper rifle on Lao Li's back can only attack enemies at a distance of about 800 to 1,000 meters, and its power can only kill small targets. It is not very effective against behemoth mechas covered in alloys.
——Not even beyond visual range sniping.
But looking at Lao Li's caring look, it seems that this sniper rifle has been with him for a long time and is his main means of attack.
...so weak.
They seem to be short of people, and can barely accommodate useless girls.
This verifies the character and living environment of these people from one aspect.
Plus the box of beef, and the pig still alive in the truck—
This doesn't seem like a bad start.
Gu Qingshan nodded slightly.
He finally made a decision.
Outside, the blond man gave everyone a can, then turned around and went to the truck to get four cups.
"Don't drink too much, no more than one drink per person." Lao Li warned.
They clinked glasses and drank the wine.
At this time, there was a sound not far away.
Several people immediately followed the sound and left.
A man was seen standing at the door of the charred house.
"Help...help..."
The man held on to the railing and gasped for air.
"Don't move!"
"Not a monster."
"Stay there and don't move!"
"Wait, it's a living person."
They shouted randomly and hurriedly took out their weapons.
Gu Qingshan stood there, speechless.
The response from these people was so unprofessional.
At their level, if they met a real killer - such as Zhang Yinghao, they would have been killed countless times.
"help me……"
"What's wrong with you? What's wrong?" the black man asked loudly.
"Thirsty..." Gu Qingshan said.
The four of them looked at each other.
The blond man took out a telescope and observed Gu Qingshan carefully.
"He had no injuries, he just seemed to be low on energy."
"There is no abnormality in the eyes. He is a normal person."
The blond man observed and said to several others.
"Give him some water," the black man said.
"But we ran out of water we brought with us," Lao Li said.
"Then give him a drink," the black man said.
"No, his body is already extremely dehydrated. We'd better go back to the base and get him some water," the woman said.
"It's too far. Let's drink some wine to quench our thirst first." Lao Li insisted.
"Can't drink. Drinking won't quench his thirst and will affect his already weak mind." The black man also shook his head.
The blond man joined the debate: "Why not? In fact, in ancient times, people were afraid that the water would be polluted, so they liked to make wine."
Gu Qingshan was speechless as he listened to these people arguing.
Seeing that the sun was almost setting, night was slowly falling.
If it is true, as they say, that there will be many dangers at night, then it is not a good thing to stay here now.
——Are you going to waste time here?
Gu Qingshan sighed silently.
"Water, give me—water."
After saying this, he passed out directly.
This time the arguing between the four people disappeared.
"Take him back and get him some water."
Lao Li made the final decision.
…
It’s been a bumpy ride.
Someone pried open his mouth and poured water into him.
Gu Qingshan drank a few sips in cooperation and slowly opened his eyes.
A girl of sixteen or seventeen is feeding herself.
"Are you awake? Can you drink water by yourself?" the girl asked timidly.
"Can."
Gu Qingshan tried his best to sit up from the sofa, took the cup, and drank all the water in it.
Feeling better.
"Is there any water?"
"Give."
Another girl handed over a bottle of mineral water.
Gu Qingshan took the water bottle, unscrewed it, and drank it all in one breath.
With enough water, my body finally truly recovered.
"Thank you again for saving me."
Gu Qingshan looked at the two girls and greeted them with a smile.
"It's okay, we were also rescued." A girl said.
Gu Qingshan turned to look to the other side and asked: "So, it was you who saved me?"
Opposite him, the four people were looking at him warily.
Gu Qingshan was very calm.
He has figured out the general temperaments of these people. As long as they are dealt with carefully, there will be no problems.
The blond man held a dagger in his hand.
The woman's hand was in her arms, as if holding a weapon, and her eyes were fixed on Gu Qingshan.
The black man was in front, and Lao Li was slightly behind. The two of them placed their weapons on their legs seemingly casually.
A good emergency formation.
Gu Qingshan secretly praised it.
It seems that apart from bickering, they also have some skills.
——Judging from ordinary people’s standards, this is the case.
"Boy, what do you do?" Lao Li asked first.
"Scientist." Gu Qingshan said.
Several people were startled.
I never expected this answer.
"Where do you come from?" asked the black man.
"The road to the southeast."
"That direction is not very smooth." The blond man frowned.
"A bunch of bastards." The woman muttered in a low voice, seeming to be in a bad mood.
Gu Qingshan immediately answered: "Yes, my vehicle was robbed. I walked all the way here and almost died on the way."
"They didn't kill you?"
"At that time, I went to the tub and saw a few guys coming from a distance, so I quickly buried myself in the sand. They searched for a while, but the sun was so hot that they couldn't bear it anymore, so they took my car and left. "
"That's quite clever - you said you are a scientist, what do you study?"
"weapon."
"gun?"
"No, it's more advanced." Gu Qingshan said.
"Fighter? Tank? Artillery?" the black man asked.
Gu Qingshan smiled.
In the other party's perception, these are considered high-end goods.
——Now I can conclude that the technological level of this world is similar to what I judged.
They have just started to come into contact with thermal weapons no more than three hundred years ago, and mechas are also in their embryonic stage.
Mecha...
Gu Qingshan couldn't help but fall into memories.
In fact, in ancient times, mechas, single-person combat weapons, had never been favored by real military strategists.
One missile can solve a lot of things.
The cost of a mobile armor is thousands of times that of a missile.
Any weapon can replace mobile armor and achieve military purposes at the lowest cost.
Therefore, no one will spend hundreds of times the effort to create mobile armor.
This went on for a long time.
It was not until technology developed to a certain extent that mobile armor could appear in a role similar to a "superhero" that it re-entered the public eye.
Scientific and technological civilization continues to develop.
The cost problem of mobile armor has been solved, and artificial intelligence has been fully launched.
Mechas can learn everything on their own and complete many things on behalf of people. Humanity has entered the era of enjoyment.
——As machines replace human jobs, the internal conflicts of mankind are further buried. Moreover, due to the different levels of scientific and technological development in various countries, the capabilities of mobile armors are also very different.
Later, war broke out.
Countless mobile armors replaced humans in super-intense large-scale fierce battles.
One day, the situation reversed.
People have discovered that when large-scale mobile weapons are deployed in war, sporadic and extremely rare situations will occur at certain accidental moments.
The most representative one is that mobile armors can communicate with each other.
They will create a machine language that humans cannot understand, learn and copy each other, and then produce a kind of evolution in the machine sense.
Human beings cannot understand this kind of communication between mobile armors.
The mobile armor completely understands humans and war.
At the same time, they are connected to the entire world's network, constantly learning and observing human social structure and technological development.
People feel the true terror brought about by technology.
The war ended immediately.
From that time on, all the autonomous intelligent cores of the mobile armor were wiped out, and each armor must be controlled and issued commands by humans.
This is the famous first law of mobile armor: human instructions govern all behaviors of the machine.
"Do you know about mechas?"
Gu Qingshan woke up from his memories and asked.
"You mean, you are a mecha scientist?" Lao Li asked.
"Yes." Gu Qingshan nodded.
"It's a pity that we don't have those things here." Lao Li said regretfully.
"Then your identity cannot be verified, and we cannot trust you." The woman said.
The blond man also said: "If you are a member of one of those garbage gangs and come to deal with us..."
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
Gu Qingshan smiled and said: "Actually, identity verification is very simple - I basically know something about machinery, you can test me."
"What will you do?" Lao Li asked.
"What do you need?" Gu Qingshan rolled up his sleeves and asked.
As long as you have enough materials and time, you can make some powerful ancient weapons.
Show yourself now!
His demeanor and performance made several people feel relieved.
——Those gang members don’t have any mechanical skills. Before the end of the world, they were just little gangsters.
Several people looked at each other.
"Can you really make anything related to machinery?" the black man asked.
"I don't dare to tell you everything, but my level in the field of mechanics should be passable, and I can cope with most situations without any problem." Gu Qingshan said modestly.
Things in ancient times are very simple, but it does not rule out that there are some things that I have never seen before. Moreover, this is the world of earth, and there are probably many things that I don't know the use of, and I need to slowly explore them.
"So, can you fix things?" the woman asked.
build?
Repairing is easier than manufacturing, because all the mechanical structures are there, you just need to find the problem and then solve it.
Whether it's trucks, firearms, or even "repairing" an excavator to help them clear roadblocks, it's all trivial to Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan nodded and said: "I'm pretty good at repairing things."
Several people looked at each other again, all showing expressions of joy.
The atmosphere in the room softened further.
"Thank God, we have an expert here - our toilets are always broken." The black man said helplessly.
Gu Qingshan froze in place.
