When Wang Qi was having sex with the insect not too far away, Li Xiang felt scared again.
The last time was after my father was taken away by another world.
The other world will always take away everyone's soul. This is true for mom, and so is dad. Maybe the next one will be a madman.
Madman is what Dad calls the person on the other side of the building. Elsbeth has only seen his back since she was a child.
When her father's soul left and another world came again, Elsbeth was a little panicked and wanted to find something to eat. If she killed the cockroaches again, she might not have anything to eat in the future. She would be hungry soon after eating the cabbage. Thinking of her father's instructions, She went to the fourth floor and while getting food, she saw the madman's mural.
What a great painting!
There are round or non-round things on the wall, and people can tell at a glance that they are the moon.
At that moment she guessed that the madman might just be another lie from her father.
That day she met him, and she met the madman.
Maybe he is really crazy, talking loudly, and not afraid of monsters coming to eat him. I couldn't understand what he was saying at all, but if I listened carefully, it seemed like there was some regularity in the language.
Later, she learned to say "you" and "I" in his language, and she seemed to have a new name, Li Xiang.
She couldn't read it well, but it had fewer syllables than Elsbeth, which she kind of liked.
Then for some reason I started to live a life of eating meat every day.
In just a few days, she almost forgot what it felt like to be hungry. Such a waste of food is indeed something only a madman would do.
And the madman seemed to have magic. After being touched by him a few times, her body got better and better, and it became easier to cock the crossbow.
But yesterday, the madman didn't ask her to eat meat.
She knew that he had gone out, and he tried to tell her many things before going out, but suddenly she didn't hear the sound of banging iron and eating meat, so she couldn't help but wonder: Will the madman also be taken away by another world.
She could not hide her crazy thoughts even by cutting the arrows. She became more and more anxious and would look in the direction where the madman left every once in a while.
She was distracted by her hungry stomach growling.
I haven’t heard my stomach rumbling for a long time, why did it suddenly happen again?
She couldn't connect the sound of her stomach with regular meals, but she just felt it was magical.
The sound of her hungry stomach reminded her of the madman's beeping mouth and the smile he often wore on his face, and she became troubled again.
She didn't know why the madman could laugh or what was so funny about it. She only knew that his smile was beautiful. She secretly learned how to laugh like a madman, but the flesh on her face didn't work well and her smile turned out ugly.
The long-lost feeling of hunger and stomachache finally defeated her, and she sneaked to the restaurant on the fourth floor and lit a fire to barbecue.
Dad said lighting a fire would attract monsters, and she believed it. But the madman started making fires every day. Later, she made fires for cockroaches in the basement every day to keep warm. It seemed that there was no danger. Dad was a big liar.
Barbecue is so much more delicious!
After eating, I sent the bacon to the corner room to dry. According to the normal rhythm, I kept watch, took care of the vegetable patch, checked the reserves, kept a sentry, lit a fire for the cockroaches to keep warm, kept a sentry, whittled arrow shafts, and practiced archery.
I don’t know why, but I always think of madmen being eaten by monsters, which makes me a little worried.
She had also worried about her father before when he went hunting, but only a little bit because he was very powerful.
The madman doesn't look fierce, so he shouldn't be powerful. Will he be eaten by a monster?
Daybreak came as the worry grew.
She must not go out at dawn, she can only sleep.
After waking up, all I could think about was whether the madman would die, so he didn't obey his father's warning and took the passage from the fourth floor to the madman's safe house.
The door is still bolted from the outside.
Haven't you come back yet...
Will she be the only one again?
Lost, repeating the past mechanically, just like the period after my father was taken away by another world.
While eating barbecue, the madman's appearance became clearer and clearer, as if he had become a soul.
I feel haunted by fear, like a different world has arrived.
Something must be done.
Set a goal, muster up the courage, and leave the building armed.
However, this courage did not last long.
After Wang Qi left, it snowed for another day. Due to the wind direction, after turning a corner, no traces could be seen at all.
On the sand table on the fourth floor was the madman's wooden figure. She should be able to find it, but she was afraid. She was afraid that she would still not be able to find the madman's footprints when she got there. She was afraid of encountering many monsters, and she did not dare to move further south. .
I stood dazedly in the snow for a long time and had to go home. I don't know when there were a few small ice beads hanging on my face.
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Wang Qi stayed outside for another night, but nothing happened. It was just that he couldn't find the witness, so the boss tied the whole mantis to the sled and pulled it away.
It was difficult to move through the deep snow, and there were nearly 300 kilograms of cargo on the sled. The movement became slower and slower. When we arrived at the night camp in Building 2, there was only one hour left before noon. When we arrived at the base, the sun had already set. , it will also disrupt your normal work and rest, so it is better to take a good rest to restore your physical fitness.
Cover the mantis with snow, rest for a few hours, and then walk on the road for about five hours, finally approaching the base.
Only more than a hundred meters away from the base, I also saw traces of smaller movements, which seemed to be Li Xiang, knowing that she was worried.
Although he is a little heartless, he thinks this is a good phenomenon. Caring for each other is an important prerequisite for becoming close comrades-in-arms.
Back at the base, Mantis couldn't take care of it for the time being, so he buried it with snow worms and a sled beside the firewood pile at the back door, and then he quickly went up to the fourth floor to light a fire.
Nocturnal ghosts are more resistant to freezing than humans, but they are still warm-blooded animals. When I came back after three nights and two days out this time, my pants and shoes had turned into popsicles, the kind that made a clicking sound when I knocked them.
A normal person would basically wait for amputation if his pants and shoes were frozen like this for two days. Wang Qi was not that serious, he was just numb from the cold. If the temperature dropped another ten degrees, he would probably become swollen from the frostbite. His decision to move back the entire mantis monster had a lot to do with the situation at hand.
With the current equipment, even if he went out hunting frequently without frostbite, sooner or later he would suffer from the sequelae of the frostbite. He had to find ways to improve his equipment to prevent snow water from directly contacting his skin, and it was best not to affect his movements as much as possible.
The fire was very big, and Wang Qi stood around the fire.
I was spinning happily when I suddenly saw Li Xiang appearing at the door.
His face was a little stiff from the cold, and he forced out a smile: "Help me stew the meat, I'm not very convenient right now."
When roasting or stewing, Wang Qi would mention the name of the method from time to time, and Li expected to understand "stewed meat".
She stared at him up and down for a while, then ran away, quickly got the dried meat and started stewing the meat.
Wang Qi was able to sit down now, his shoes and pants were dripping with water, and he untied the cloth strips for his gauntlets and leggings. It's uncomfortable when the hand guard freezes to ice, and it's even worse when it's not wrapped around. The skin can be peeled off by low-temperature metal at any time.
Li Xiang suddenly stretched out his finger and poked his trouser leg.
Wang Qi looked at her: "I'm fine."
He pinched his pants legs and stood up to warm his back.
"Go upstairs and change clothes." There was still some ice residue mixed with water, but it didn't feel like it would stick to his body. He brought a small bucket of ice water and hurried upstairs.
It would be comfortable if I could take a hot bath at this time. Unfortunately, it was very slow to heat hot water under the current conditions. It would take at least an hour to wear wet clothes to get it together.
Hot water can't wait, so ice water will do. At any rate, his current physique is much stronger than in his previous life.
It is indeed necessary to get a serious stove. A stove can use less fuel to ensure that warm or cold water is available at any time throughout the day, and the water stored in the activity room does not need to be temporarily defrosted.
Deal with the mantises, stock up on firewood, try to make snow equipment, and add a stove to keep you busy at home.
He has wanted to live at home for a long time, but now he has lowered his standards step by step, and working at home counts as a homebody.
