On the morning of the third day after the meeting, Lang Hua stood inside the city wall and inspected the construction work in the base as usual. In the apocalypse, dangers are hidden everywhere, and no one can survive in the wilderness for a long time. Therefore, the safety and reliability of the gathering place is a top priority related to life and death, and there is no room for sloppiness.
Although the phenomenon of corpses roaming in large groups in Shashi City is not obvious yet, Lang Hua still leads everyone to improve the city defense work of the "Langya" base in advance. After the workers installed the last section of barbed wire, Lang Hua sat on a section of sawn wood and fell into a trance.
Last night, Lin Wenjin secretly found Lang Hua and told him: "The thing in Wang De's head is not the ability crystal core."
Considering that this was a situation he had never encountered before, Lin Wenjin hurried over to report it before others knew about it.
Lang Hua didn't seem surprised by this, and only explained that Wang De was not a real ability user, but a "follower" of Gu Cheng, the man in black, but there was no controlling relationship between the two. This was not a secret in the previous life, but only those with abilities who have advanced to the intermediate level and whose energy has materialized can have "servants".
"Servants" are also called "pseudo-ability users". They are temporary ability users who are subordinate to the ability main body. The ability user needs to leave a mark for the evolver in advance and replace part of the crystal core energy as a catalyst. Ordinary third-level ability users can have at most one "server", and each mark is valid for three days; ordinary fourth-level ability users can have at most two "servants", and each mark is valid for four days. analogy……
Such data is not accurate because the strength of capable subjects varies. At the same time, only those who have evolved at the same level as "servers" can exert the strongest strength of the ability subject.
Lin Wenjin's words made Lang Hua frown. He should have thought of it long ago - "Gravity" should be a subordinate ability derived from the "Gravity Field". And Wang De and his gang have been hiding in the secret base. Where is the chance to obtain crystal nuclei and awaken abilities?
"This Gu Cheng seems to know a lot." Lin Wenjin couldn't help but sigh when he saw Lang Hua's appearance, "I hope such people and forces will not become our enemies."
"I hope so." Lang Hua shook his head and stopped thinking about it. "Now we can only take one step and see what happens."
In the previous life, the Illuminati was a behemoth that no one could afford to offend. It was better not to offend them.
Lang Hua also has his own difficulties.
The last coma was not a good thing for him. Although he used it to advance to the early stage of the third level, he felt a bottleneck after waking up. It's as if something in Lang Hua's body is incomplete, thus restricting his ability to display and develop. Maybe the promotion after this... will become extremely difficult.
He didn't tell others that his third evolutionary ability, "Crystal Core Field," could no longer be used.
Because the ability to evolve is closely related to the ability user himself. When a certain part of an esper is seriously damaged, the evolutionary ability may also be temporarily or permanently damaged.
If it weren't for the "perception" effect attached to the domain-type ability, he almost thought that the crystal core field had completely failed.
For the first time since his ability awakened, Lang Hua lost his biggest trump card. The "space-time stagnation" effect in the crystal core field is locked, and may only be unlocked when the level is broken.
"Report to the leader, everyone is here."
Xiao Heizi, wearing a field uniform that was too large, ran up to Lang Hua and gave a non-standard military salute.
Only then did Lang Hua wake up from his reverie and smiled in return: "Come on, remember to call the deputy city lord next time."
"Yes, leader!"
"..."
Lang Hua then climbed onto the high platform, faced the people below who were getting ready, and announced loudly:
"Target Arsenal, let's go!"
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A month ago, Candy KTV in central Shacheng District.
The night was deep, and the pale golden lights made the bar area gleaming. On the classic tan wall, wall lamps one after another continue to emit dim light, slowly lighting up the depths of the corridor. In the continued silence, there was occasionally a strange roar, like a restless beast or an evil ghost in the endless hell.
Listening carefully, Guo Qi realized that there were deep gasps all around, as if there were countless people hiding in the darkness. No...those can no longer be counted as human beings. The terrazzo floor in the foyer is covered with glass debris and broken human limbs. Here is a scalp, there is a calf bone, all of which remind Guo Qi of the tragic scene that happened here ten days ago.
The walls were almost covered in blood stains. Through the dark red hard blood, the golden-red light filled the entire hall, reflecting on Guo Qi's face, clearly revealing the trace of fear.
Even though it was not the first time he saw this scene, he still couldn't help but feel his stomach churn. The strong smell of blood penetrated his nose and rushed straight to his brain, almost suffocating Guo Qi. Finally he walked around the bar and groped with a hand on the shelves.
"It's biscuits!" Guo Qi looked at the soda biscuits in his hand and secretly cheered up, and hurriedly reached out his hand again.
"Crack." The sound of the plastic packaging bag being squeezed was particularly obvious in the quiet night.
Guo Qi's mind went completely blank for a moment, his teeth were chattering, his legs were weak and he almost collapsed on the ground. At this moment, he was thinking of the girl whose throat was bitten off by the black corpse in "Advent", and what he was thinking of was the warm blood that sprayed on his face. At this moment, he didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and he decisively stuffed the things he grabbed into his arms, and hurriedly rolled and crawled towards the depths of another corridor.
The sound of "tap, tap, tap" footsteps kept ringing, and ended with the "clang" of the door closing. Guo Qi finally returned to the storage room. He gasped for air and put his ear against the door to listen for a long time before slipping to the corner like a dead fish.
"It seems that the black corpse didn't follow. I'm really lucky..." Guo Qi was excited. The next moment he looked down, he turned into a frustrated ball again.
Two packs of soda crackers and a pack of potato chips. Is this what he risked his life to get back? Forget it about biscuits, but potato chips are just packaged in a huge package, and 90% of them are useless inert gases. If he wasn't extremely hungry, he wouldn't sneak out at night to find something to eat. Although there are lights in the KTV, it is still much scarier than during the day.
There are no lights on in the storage room, but an LED is placed on the shelf to emit a dim light. For several days, people's mobile phones have taken turns acting as mobile power sources. They dare not turn on the lights at night, and only during the day can sunlight shine in through a narrow window in the semi-basement. But the absolute darkness was frightening, especially when there was so little food left.
At this time, the fruit knife was placed at his feet. Guo Qi leaned against the door and tore open the package. He reached out and stuffed the biscuits and potato chips into his mouth and chewed them. While swallowing, he also paid attention to other people in the corner of the room. Those men were both young and powerful men like him, and they were his biggest subconscious opponents.
Food will not be snatched away until it is eaten in the stomach. This is the first post-apocalyptic survival rule that everyone has learned during this period.
After padding his stomach, Guo Qi felt calm and looked around at the other people present. There were only eight people, five men and three women, who hid in this storeroom after nightfall. Except for him, who was brave enough to eat, the rest of them had disheveled faces.
Guo Qi smiled, walked up to a woman, and threw over half a pack of biscuits. The woman immediately picked up the package bag with both hands and swallowed it, but she couldn't help coughing because she ate too quickly.
"Snapped!"
Guo Qi raised his hand and slapped the woman. He was a powerful evolver. This slap almost knocked the woman over. The woman's cheeks were visibly swollen, but she could still tell that she was pretty. She was a beauty that was rare before the disaster.
"Smelly woman, will you die if you eat slowly?"
Perhaps this eating scene reminded Guo Qi of his own embarrassment and the pain in his throat from the unchewed potato chips, so he viciously grabbed the woman's hair and dragged her to the corner. The woman felt pain, but she didn't let go of the biscuit in her hand. Another girl looked at her with longing and regret in her eyes.
"Damn it, eat your mother, see if I don't do it this time, you slut will die!"
Soon after, behind the shelves and in the corner of the room, heavy gasps and moans gradually came...
It's a transaction between you and me, and no one will say it's not the case. Moreover, in such a chaotic environment, if people have no way to vent their fears, they will quickly go crazy.
Seeing those few biscuits being devoured by Guo Qi and the woman, the other men turned back with great regret. They don't have fruit knives like Guo Qi, and their only weapons are iron bars removed from the shelves. In the past ten days, they had gone out in search of food several times, but they had not dared to go too far, only wandering around a few boxes near the storage room.
Although there is a lack of food here, it is still a safe refuge. Out, God knows what else is out there. Human beings are a kind of creature that can paralyze themselves. As long as they are not forced into a dead corner and there is still a chance to survive, they will not take risks easily. This era has been peaceful for hundreds of years. In the Middle Ages, where force was supreme and wars were frequent, no one spared his life and no one was not afraid of death.
The vitality of the black corpse is unprecedentedly tenacious, and it cannot be killed without destroying the brain. Therefore, Guo Qi has a natural advantage over them.
On the night of "Advent", these people followed Zhang Cheng and hid in this storage room and were temporarily safe. But the dried fruit fillets and fresh fruits in KTV are usually in stock and will not be stored in such a place. In addition to the shelves full of alcoholic beverages, there is only a large bag of bulk spiced melon seeds.
The eight people consumed food very quickly, and the melon seeds and drinks were not enough to fill their hungry stomachs. They quickly came up with ideas for several nearby boxes. The reason is very simple. People who come to KTV to sing will basically order some snacks. They can search from room to room and find something to eat.
The three women did not dare to go out, and the men were only willing to go out to search during the day.
At this time, no one is talking about equality and sharing anymore. Whoever finds food belongs to whom. Those who don’t have the guts can only starve or use their bodies in exchange.
Among the three women, Anyang is the most beautiful.
Her eyes are big, her nose is high, her red lips are full and sexy, her snow-white skin is breakable, and her figure is well-shaped under the black off-shoulder gauze skirt, and she has a youthful vitality that cannot be concealed. Anyang looks like she is only twenty years old. She is completely a college student. It is difficult to understand why she appears in such a place and does such a job. But perhaps it is precisely because of this that men have an abnormal pleasure in tarnishing purity and trampling on beauty...
Among the three women, Anyang is the only one who is not oppressed by men.
Because she and Zhang Cheng were sitting together, because Zhang Cheng also had a knife in his hand.
Zhang Cheng was the first person who dared to go out to collect food. When he came back from outside, he had a knife in his hand. No one dared to mess with a man who had a knife and the ability to go out and find food. After the catastrophe, everyone has evolved to a greater or lesser extent. No one knows the details of another person, so most of the time they are on guard against each other, and there are fewer fights.
The dark storage room was about more than 20 square meters, and it didn't seem crowded after cramming three shelves and eight people into it. There is also a tool room in the southwest corner of the room, which is now used as a temporary toilet. They still retain the consciousness of being modern people and consciously stay away from the places where excrement accumulates.
Several people were unfamiliar with each other and huddled in corners away from each other. Five of them are customers in different rooms, and the remaining three girls are "princesses" who provide accompanying singing services in KTV. Perhaps because Zhang Cheng saved his life, Anyang has been sitting with Zhang Cheng for several days. Not far away from Zhang Cheng is his colleague Wang Hu from another department. He is not familiar, but he is better than a stranger.
Time passed minute by minute, perhaps Guo Qi was reaching the final stage of his sprint, and the woman's suppressed screams in the narrow space became louder and faster. In the corner, Zhang Cheng was half-sitting with his head buried in his arms and sleeping peacefully, pretending not to hear those melancholy sounds.
Zhang Cheng's breathing was not steady, so Anyang, who was closest, quickly discovered that he was pretending to sleep.
"Hey, little man. You're not asleep, are you?"
In the dark space, Anyang's eyes were shining brightly, and they looked a little playful at a close distance.
"Hey," Anyang whispered in Zhang Cheng's ear, "We're about to die. Do you... want to give it a try? Seriously, I won't charge you."
"No need." Zhang Cheng continued to pretend to sleep without raising his head.
Anyang frowned: "Do you dislike me and think I'm a loose woman?"
Women's competitiveness is always very strange, making people feel that they are another kind of creature besides men. Although there was no trace of anger in Anyang's voice, Zhang Cheng still raised his head and looked into the other person's eyes, with a serious and sincere tone: "Everyone has the right to choose his own way of survival, and there is no need to put any labels on him. . There is no need to explain to others, and there is no need to distinguish between right and wrong, that’s all.”
Perhaps because the two young faces were too close, Anyang hurriedly retreated into the darkness, causing a blush on his snow-white cheeks.
She asked in a strange way: "Do you have someone you like?"
"Yes."
Zhang Cheng's answer was unexpectedly crisp and clear, leaving Anyang stunned and stunned for a moment. She turned around, but Zhang Cheng's expression could not be seen clearly in the darkness.
Anyang's eyes suddenly dimmed, and after a long time she asked, "Can you tell me what kind of person she is?"
"She," Zhang Cheng raised his head at this time, as if he was remembering, and as if he was searching for the right words to describe his sweetheart.
Anyang didn't disturb him at this time, quietly waiting for Zhang Cheng's answer.
"She's a genius, the smartest, best girl I've ever met."
"Her status is noble, and her family's power is even greater. She is the type of person that I will never be able to reach even if I try hard for ten lifetimes."
"We met at a summit two years ago and have written several letters since then."
"This disaster happened unexpectedly, beyond everyone's expectation."
"I don't know where she is now, I don't know if she is safe..."
