"Bang!" The space station fell into the Milky Way, sending out huge waves.
Several Guapi operators were knocked away, vomited blood and fainted. A few others were still hanging there precariously, like dried sausages. The next second, the space station turned upside down, and the melon skins that were originally hanging on the ceiling all turned into lying postures, staggered and wailing.
"Forget it, I can't forget it..."
"forget it……"
The melons couldn't get up, but Guagua would never let any of them lie flat. Didn’t this just enter the water and hasn’t sunk to the bottom yet? Isn't this still dead?
In his opinion, these melons are just too lazy on weekdays, which is why they are so useless at critical moments. It's a shame that he has been an undercover agent for so long. He can't change the corporate culture of the space station by himself.
If he had become chief melon as soon as possible, these fools wouldn't be focused on listening to the wall all day long.
"Get up, get up and continue counting!" Guagua pushed every melon rind equally. You want to ask him why he didn't do it himself? That is of course because he is a simple undercover and is not good at academics. This is also the biggest reason why he has not become the chief undercover for so long.
The Q Tower was shaken by him, and his brain was almost turned into mush. Everyone looked like a ghost. He finally squinted his eyes to see the person in front of him clearly, and then rolled his eyes, wishing he hadn't woken up at all.
Let me go please.
Just let the world be destroyed.
The portholes were broken, and Q Tower, who was rolling his eyes, had already seen water pouring in. And what is Miss Tang doing? As if she had an idea, she took off the cap of a comatose operator and put it on her head.
"Don't!" Q Tower sat up in shock while dying of illness. He swore that he was not worried about her, but that her brain would explode and splash all over him. But with his small body and short hands, there was nothing he could do to stop her. It was only then that he really regretted why he wanted to be reincarnated in the first place.
Maybe being a human is too tiring and painful, but there are still many things that perhaps only humans can do.
"Don Joe!"
"Shhh."
Tang Qiao blinked at him, "Quiet."
The next second, another huge wave swept over, the portholes were completely smashed, and even a creaking sound was heard throughout the space station. If we don't escape, everyone will die here soon.
Tower Q looked at Tang Qiao who had closed his eyes as if he was in trance. He looked at more and more water in the space station and took a deep breath. "Guagua, you are here to protect Tang Qiao. I will go find the ship to pick him up. Do you understand?" ? Before I come back, I must not die."
By this time, Yan Yueming, Hu Fei and Wen Lan had returned to No. 111 Huayuan Road.
Yan Yueming came back to get the potted plant, which contained the germinated seed. At first, Tang Qiao took it off the Yihong Boat and handed it over to Yan Yueming, who then handed it over to Yan Yueming. After going around and around, it was destined to return to the Yihong Boat.
After shoveling away the snow and pushing aside the lush flowers and plants in the garden, Yan Yueming successfully found the potted plant he had hidden here before going out. After only one day, the green buds have grown a lot, and successfully divided into new branches and grown many leaves.
In fact, since it came to Hu Di and Yan Yueming replaced it with the soil of Hu Di, its growth rate has accelerated. This is why Yan Yueming cannot leave with it in the morning.
The reason for hiding it here is that it is too big and it will be troublesome if it gets bumped.
Wen Lan and Hu Fei took the opportunity to enter the room to sort out supplies, bringing all the food and medicine that were easy to carry, as well as some "props" left by Li Zheng that might be useful.
.
For example, there was a bow hanging on the wall that seemed to be for decoration. Wen Lan found the feather arrow, tried it out, and put it on his back. Another example is the bunch of garlic hanging in the kitchen. Hu Fei hung it directly around his neck. It smelled quite strong, but it was refreshing.
By the time the three of them were ready and decided to set off again, the sky was already so low that it seemed like they were only a hundred meters away from their heads.
It seemed like it was really going to collapse, making people lower their heads unconsciously, always ready to welcome its arrival. Looking from a distance, countless black tentacles were like upside-down tornadoes, all over the Hudi. There was also a place not far from Huayuan Road. The melon fields were all destroyed. The old melon farmer stood on the ridge of the field and looked up into the distance. He did not move for a long time.
"gone."
Wen Lan pulled Yan Yueming to bring him back to his senses.
"Wait for me!" Yan Yueming turned around and rushed back to the bedroom and turned on the TV. The TV signal was interrupted, and the screen was covered with snowflakes, making a pizzling sound. He didn't know what was happening to the TV station now, and what happened to Yan Fei and Zhenzi, but if they were still alive, then this open TV might be a way out.
Yan Yueming silently cheered them on in his heart, without stopping, and quickly left to join his teammates.
In order to protect the potted plants and to facilitate travel, he made a cover for the potted plants and a rope to hang it on his body. Put on the hat and backpack, and you will have all the equipment for escape.
Ahead was Hazel's home. Yan Yueming glanced inside as he passed by, but he didn't see a single person. He didn't know if the couple went to the city to look for their son.
Then I thought about it, this is Hu Di, and things that were originally normal might not happen at all.
Yan Yueming shook his head to get rid of all the extra thoughts and continued to walk forward in the wind and snow. As he walked, he thought about Wen Renjing again. If he were here, he would probably recite that poem——
The journey is difficult, the journey is difficult, and there are many divergent paths. Where are you now? There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the clouds and sails are hung directly to help the sea.
How difficult this journey is, and isn’t their destination the Red Boat on the Tianhe River? It is really a beautiful wish to hang sails directly on the clouds and sail across the sea.
"Well, it's so cold..." Hu Fei was shivering from the cold. Even though he was fully armed, it was still uncomfortable. The clothes on my body were as cold as iron. Every time I took a breath, I sucked in air, which seemed to turn into ice particles after entering my lungs.
The snow hampered his steps and the cold wind pushed him back, making it really difficult for him to move forward.
Wen Lan didn't want to talk. At this time, any physical exertion could be fatal. She gestured to Yan Yueming and Hu Fei to cover their masks and speed up.
Hu Fei couldn't walk fast, so she pulled him along.
As an employee of the Qi Phase Bureau, Yan Yueming gritted his teeth and relied on himself even if he was a newcomer. The three of them walked forward, keeping their heads down and paying no attention to anything.
Whatever the howling wind or the black tentacles, ignoring them is the best solution.
all fake.
They are all products of consciousness.
Fake.
Fake.
Yan Yueming kept giving
Do your own psychological construction,
He could feel his shoulders getting heavier and heavier,
It seemed like something was pressing down, but he still forced himself to ignore it.
This is called the Spiritual Victory Method, and it was always criticized by the public before the Great Awakening, but at this time, it really works.
Even if it only worked for ten minutes.
Yan Yueming glanced at his watch and determined that the long and painful time that seemed like a century was actually only ten minutes. What surprised him was that the watch given to him by his senior was very powerful. Even in this doomsday moment in the ice and snow, it was still running normally.
At this moment, Wen Lan suddenly tripped. It was her good skills and quick reactions that kept her from falling to the ground. Yan Yueming and Hu Fei were startled and stepped forward quickly.
Wen Lan raised her hand to stop them, frowning and staring at the place where she had just tripped. The thick snow blocked her view, and she couldn't see anything, but she was sure there was something hidden there.
To watch or not to watch? What's underneath seems...
Taking a deep breath, Wen Lan decisively pulled out the knife from his boot and twisted the mechanism on the knife. The blade instantly popped out and turned into a long knife.
Using a long knife as a shovel, she carefully pushed aside the snow and saw the body buried under the snow.
The head injuries of the corpse were obvious, with a dent in his skull, as if he had been hit to death by something. Wenlan is simple
He squatted down to check, and then asked Yan Yueming with his eyes, as if asking: Do you know him?
Yan Yueming shook his head, at least this was not a neighbor on Huayuan Road.
It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.
Wen Lan hastily covered the snow back, made a walking gesture, and the three of them set off again. This time, they were much more cautious, especially when moving.
The appearance of a body means that there will be more bodies hidden under the snow. Sure enough, after taking a few steps, Hu Fei stepped on something.
Yan Yueming helped him quickly with quick eyes and hands, but this time, they did not stop to check, but went around and continued forward.
After a few more minutes, Yan Yueming was almost freezing and confused, and her brain began to stop under the pressure of the truth. She could only rely on instinct to move forward. As he walked and walked, he suddenly saw what seemed to be fire and smoke ahead of him.
Has the light returned?
Have you arrived at Naihe Bridge?
Haha, I think I drank Meng Po soup in the tea house just now.
Yan Yueming's thoughts began to scatter, just like when a person is about to die, his thoughts will scatter. But the calls from his teammates around him made him wake up again. No, he was not dead yet.
There were real fires ahead and cries for help.
"Help...help..."
Yan Yueming bit the tip of his tongue. When the smell of blood spread in his mouth, he was finally able to think again. Vaguely, he felt that the cry for help sounded familiar.
But who?
"Let's go." Wen Lan took the lead, and the three of them quietly walked over.
The wind and snow can kill people, but the wind and snow also become the best cover at this time. When they got close, Wen Lan made a downward gesture, and the three of them lay down in the snow and crawled forward.
In the dark grove, several people lit bonfires and roasted some unknown meat. Yan Yueming protected the potted plant with one hand and took out a telescope with the other hand. He tried his best to look over, but did not find the victim.
Five strong men, all wearing furs and warming themselves by the fire, looked like they were all
Together,
Who is calling for help?
There's no one else around,
Just some firewood…
firewood!
Matchstick Men!
Yan Yueming finally remembered why she felt the cry for help was familiar to her, because it was the voice of the neighbor's stick figure. He quickly locked his eyes on the back of one of the strong men, and sure enough, the bundle of firewood was full of stick figures.
So that bonfire... Yan Yueming stared at it, carefully observing the flames and the firewood below. The more he looked at it, the more his heart sank.
Did they rob all the stick figures in Hu Land?
Yan Yueming still remembered the Hu Di Encyclopedia that Li Zheng gave him, which recorded that a fire burned with stick figures will never go out unless the sticks are burned out. On such a cold day, stick figures are really the best fuel.
But in Yan Yueming's eyes, they were also human beings.
Yan Yueming looked at Wen Lan, pointed over there, and then pointed in the direction of the Garden Road behind him, then tilted his head - what to do?
Wen Lan frowned and thought, do you want to be saved? There are five people on the other side, all of them are strong and powerful. It will definitely not be easy to save them. But being able to be a neighbor with Boss Li is not an ordinary NPC. Maybe there will be unexpected gains if you save him. There is still a fire over there, and Hu Fei is almost freezing. Maybe he needs to go roast it.
In the blink of an eye, Wen Lan thought a lot. Yan Yueming didn't just wait for her answer. He groped in his backpack again and took out two small medical bags from the mezzanine with difficulty.
The medicine packets were one red and one blue. He shook the blue one first and made a gesture of taking it himself. Then he shook the red one, pointed at the arrow on Wen Lan's back, then pointed at the bonfire in the distance, and then made a motion of wiping his neck, becoming fierce in a second.
Wen Lan understood that blue was the antidote and red was the poison. This is to ask her to tie poison on an arrow and shoot it into the fire, creating poisonous smoke and knocking down the strong man.
Stick figures are not afraid, because they are just matches, and they will not bleed if their limbs are cut off, let alone be poisoned.
Thinking of this, Wen Lan gave Yan Yueming a thumbs up and decisively adopted his opinion. After the three of them shared the antidote, Wen Lan took the red medicine bag and signaled Yan Yueming and Hu Fei to hide it while they went to find a suitable shooting point.
Yan Yueming watched her leave, and then watched her quietly climb up the tree. Her shoes have a trick. Rows of tiny spikes can pop out of the soles to help her overcome various terrains.
Soon.
Wen Lan on the tree had already drawn his bow.
Yan Yueming adjusted her breathing, grabbed Hu Fei's wrist, and winked at him. Hu Fei nodded to him, and the two of them looked at the bonfire, waiting with bated breath.
"Wha--" The feather arrow flew through the air, penetrated the wind and snow, and accurately hit the bonfire. The medicine packet was swallowed up by tongues of fire in an instant, the medicine powder burned, and the poisonous smoke filled the air.
"Who?!" The strong men stood up angrily and picked up the weapons beside them, some were axes and some were steel pipes. They subconsciously covered their mouths and noses while looking around fiercely for the culprit.
The poisonous smoke did not take effect so quickly, but in just a few breaths, the strong man's search range expanded from near the fire to within fifteen meters of Yan Yueming.
"Plop, pop..."
Yan Yueming listened to his own heartbeat beating faster and faster, and suppressed his movements. Soon enough, another arrow shot from the west, successfully attracting the attention of the strong men.
"over there!
"They were successfully lured away by Wen Lan,
And just when they turned around,
Yan Yueming suddenly pulled out the small golden ax, and the ax head flew out.
The small golden ax hit the last person's shoulder hard. Although he was not seriously injured, blood was seen.
Yan Yueming's poison came from the gas phase bureau's storage center, numbered G-712. This poison is not fatal, its effect is paralysis, and its characteristic is that it takes effect quickly, and it takes effect even faster when it is exposed to blood.
He had known that one day he would have to come to Hu Di to fight for his life, but he never thought that at the end, his hands would still be clean and not stained with any dust. So he was prepared for everything, good, bad, and even more poisonous.
"Bang!" The strong man fell to the ground.
Wen Lan didn't expect Yan Yueming to be able to do this, so he quickly replenished a few arrows and made sure everyone was down before quickly turning back. Here Yan Yueming was picking up her little golden axe, and she went to pull out the arrow. This arrow is so useful, it would be a pity to waste it.
Hu Fei also wanted to help, so he immediately went to rescue the stickman.
After a while, everyone gathered around the campfire.
The rescued stickmen trembled and told them the whole story. It turns out that this group of strong men also came from the dock. They were trackers at the dock. Heavy rain caused the Tianhe River to swell, and they had to leave the dock to survive. Later, when the truth emerged, they became more vicious and started a business of murder and robbery.
Wen Lan frowned, "How could they find so many stick figures in such a short period of time?"
The neighbor of the stickman explained: "Because there is a doomsday party, we stickmen have to hide during the party, because if we are not careful, we will be burned as firewood to add to the fun, or we may spontaneously combust because we are too happy. As the saying goes The more dangerous the place, the safer it is, so we walked to the Tianhe River. If we get wet, we won't get burned, and we won't drown. Who would have thought that if we met them on the way, we would be caught in a pot."
Silence is the night tonight.
Yan Yueming warmed up the fire, her thoughts became active again, and her words became sharper. After a brief silence, he suddenly had an idea, "Yes, it doesn't matter if the wood gets wet, it will still float on the water?"
Wen Lan: "Raft?"
Hu Fei raised his hand: "I can."
Wen Lan was curious, "You know how?"
Hu Fei smiled shyly, "A little survival skill."
The stickmen looked at each other. They vaguely understood, but they obviously didn't understand their future destiny thoroughly enough. Therefore, when Yan Yueming invited them to go together, the stickman who was grateful to them still nodded hesitantly. !
