After hanging up Li Liping's call, Lang Hua put aside the calculated papyrus, took another list form, and thought about it.
Before the end of the world began, Lang Hua had been living in the Shashi orphanage. Leaving there was only half a year after the end of the world when the orphanage fell.
During those days in the orphanage, Lang Hua did not have the conditions to obtain information from the outside world.
Therefore, Lang Hua knows very little about this period of history, and it can almost be said to be a blank.
After joining the army, when he studied in the training class under Commander Yang, most of the subjects involved were combat skills and strategies. Regarding this stage of history that has already happened, the attitude from top to bottom is similar, and at most they just pass it by.
Even so, many students still think it is a waste of time and are very disdainful and resistant to it.
Among them was Lang Hua at that time.
However, because Lang Hua admired the senior officer in charge of teaching, he only listened to it a few times.
No one has specifically studied whether the spore black mist, which is the cause of the apocalypse, showed accidental activity on the eve of the apocalypse.
As for whether the black mist that was actively spreading before the disaster had already stimulated the nervous systems of some organisms and caused short-term violent mania in some individuals, Lang Hua did not know.
However, in the recent hunting, there were indeed a variety of hidden-level creatures with different levels of evolution affected by the black mist. From the low-level sparrows to the intermediate-level mountain monkeys to the high-level wild boars, they all appeared in Lang Hua's field of vision.
Even if the star thieves group living in the slit of space work together to manage the layout, the earth's environment is still very unfamiliar to them. The spread of the spore black mist is also affected by the actual atmospheric conditions. It is impossible to make no mistakes in the "alienation" stage.
And this incident is probably one of the unexpected situations among thousands of random probabilities.
After all, compared with the apocalyptic frenzy that has killed billions of people, a violent injury incident that can only appear in a provincial satellite TV news broadcast room at a time is really insignificant.
Aunt Ping and the others were surprised, but they were just used to the prosperous and peaceful times exaggerated by the media.
In the smooth lake water, even a gravel will cause ripples.
But it's just a broken stone, so there's nothing to worry about.
Lang Hua thought like this, and his heart slowly relaxed.
"There is nothing to worry about. Uncle Yang and the four of them have all used immunity potions. One and a half months later, the preparations for the apocalypse will be complete."
Lang Hua put aside the checked list and said to himself: "But since Aunt Ping gave the order, I still have to inform Sister Qian."
He tapped the tip of his pen on the table and raised his hand to dial Lin Qian's number.
A charming voice quickly came through the receiver: "Ah, who was I at the time? Isn't this brother Lang Hua~"
Lang Hua said helplessly: "Sister Qian, how can you learn from that little girl Xiaoxiao?"
"Giggle. What's the matter, no?"
Lang Hua begged for mercy: "How dare I do this?"
"Tell me, what's going on this time?"
"how do you know……"
"Humph, I don't see you chatting with me if you have nothing to do."
"Ah, haha, yes..." Even through the screen, Lang Hua seemed to feel a pressure. He had no choice but to put down the list in his hand and said with a smile, "It's really something."
"Hmph, tell me."
"Have you seen the news recently? Aunt Ping and the others said..."
Lin Qian interrupted: "You want to talk about the violent injury case on the national highway in Nanqi City, right?"
Lang Hua was surprised: "Sister Qian, you know."
"No, you think they are all the same as you... Recently, they are either immersed in their homes or missing people. I obviously loved watching the news before."
Faced with the gentle scolding from someone like his sister, Lang Hua couldn't make any rebuttal and could only agree with a dry smile.
"Xiaohua, if you don't tell me today, I will call you too. There are quite a lot of rumors online now. Don't get involved in such illegal things... Also, the one you were interested in before Don’t make random associations with science fiction doomsday rumors. Prepare well for the entrance exam in two months, you hear?”
"Sister Xiaoqian, don't worry, I know."
He said to himself: But Sister Qian reminded me, if I post another post while the chaos is around, maybe it will have some effect.
If calculated according to Lang Hua's age in his past and present lives, Lin Qian, who is only 19 years old, cannot be considered his elder at all. But whether as a young captain before rebirth or as a 16-year-old child again, he enjoyed being treated like this.
This indescribable tenderness and care made him feel more at ease than ever before, as if... he had known him before.
"Sister Xinyan." Lang Hua couldn't help but exhale softly, the penholder fell on the table, and his chest hurt like suffocation.
A picture flashed before her eyes, it was Chen Xinyan's pale, lifeless face, the blood... must have been drained out long ago.
But...as long as the person is still alive...the heart will still hurt.
"What? Xiaohua, what did you just say? The treadmill here is too loud and I can't hear you clearly."
"Ah, it's nothing." Lang Hua was excited and was awakened by Lin Qian's voice in the receiver. "By the way, Sister Qian, how is your Jeet Kune Do training going?"
"The progress is good. I practiced yoga in college, and my flexibility is still there. Strength training is being carried out step by step. I have a basic foundation in moves, and it is easy to find it again. It is just that I lack a partner and the efficiency is not high~" She said He added word by word, "Where can I find someone to practice with?"
Lang Hua could already imagine Lin Qian's fox-like smile, and he quickly promised: "I will definitely go back next week, next week, and next week. I hope that Lin Qian will not hesitate to give me some advice."
"Hmph, that will definitely make you look for teeth. But you have to call me Little Dragon Girl."
Lang Hua joked: "Then I'm not Yang Guo either."
The person on the other side smiled and scolded: "You have a beautiful idea. The founder of Jeet Kune Do is Bruce Lee. Of course I want to call her Xiao Longnu."
Lin Qian added in a low voice: "But Xiaohua, you'd better come back soon. I feel very uncomfortable in my own fitness club."
"why is that?"
"It's not like that bunch of stinky men... It seems that because I'm practicing here, they come here so often recently. Really, I even punched a bag in front of them on purpose, and their eyes were secretly staring at me. It's really annoying..."
"Then I'm a stinky man too, Sister Qian."
"Hey," Lin Qian curled her lips, "You are my brother, so it's different, okay."
"Hey, let's do this first. I'll hang up in advance. Sister Qian, please pay attention to your safety."
"Um."
Toot toot…
Lin Qian stepped off the treadmill and wiped her sweat with the towel on her shoulders.
She couldn't help but curse: "What kind of work has been arranged for him in Uncle Yang's company? He is so busy."
But in the blink of an eye, she chuckled again: "The little boy has grown up, and he still thinks of himself as a man."
"Let's do this for today. I'm sweating a lot, so I have to go home and take a shower." Lin Qian stretched her sore body and said to herself.
Gradually, hot eyes fell on her, making Lin Qian feel uncomfortable all over.
She hummed softly and walked towards the bar.
"Xiao Li, I have to leave the closing task to you again today. I have to go home and take a shower."
"Ah, good."
The man named Li Dong huddled behind the bar and agreed. Only after Lin Qian walked some distance away did he dare to cast his eyes frequently on Lin Qian's graceful back.
