Tang Xin took the big knife and started smashing it, making her sweat all over. The cabinet was finally smashed open by Tang Xin. Tang Xin breathed a sigh of relief and opened the cabinet. What she saw was not any supplies but huddled motionless in the cabinet. little boy.
Tang Xin was confused. Who would have thought that there was a child in the cabinet who couldn't open the lock? He didn't know how long it had been locked, and he didn't even wake up due to such a big movement of smashing the cabinet. He couldn't be dead, right?
Tang Xin pushed him, but there was no movement, but his body was still soft. It seemed that he was still alive. He probably fainted from hunger.
Tang Xin pulled him out, patted his face, and found that his face was very red and a little hot, and his lips were horribly chapped from not drinking water for a long time.
Is this a fever? Isn't this because he is fainting from hunger or is he suffering from fever?
Tang Xin laid him down on the ground, took out some water from her backpack and fed him some. This kid was probably the little boss here, and the zombie just now was probably the boss of the store.
The adults have become zombies, and it will be difficult for him to survive in the end of the world as a child, although the child looks to be 12 or 3 years old.
This age is only about junior high school, which is really pitiful. If Tang Xin didn't camp out in this noodle shop tonight, no one would have discovered the child locked in the cupboard.
Now Tang Xin helped him open the cabinet, but it was difficult for Tang Xin to take care of herself, and it was impossible for Tang Xin to pick up a child and raise it.
It's really too troublesome to find a living person. It's neither a matter of saving nor not saving.
"For the sake of the supplies I took from you, I will find anti-fever medicine for you tomorrow. It's none of my business whether you can survive if I get the anti-fever medicine for you."
Tang Xin wrapped an ice cube in a cloth and put it on the boy's forehead, patted his face and said.
After putting ice cubes on his forehead, Tang Xin began to prepare tonight's dinner. Although he was still lying on the ground and almost lost his appearance, it was pitiful.
The ramen kitchen uses gas, so even if the power is cut off, there is still a fire available, but the water is no longer drinkable, so Tang Xin releases a little ice in the pot and prepares to boil the ice and use it as water.
It’s just that the process is a bit long, and the pot hasn’t been used for a while, so there’s a layer of ash on it.
After Tang Xin cooked the porridge and fed it to the boy, she looked at the time and saw that it was already 9:30 in the evening. Tang Xin moved the boy and the supplies to the second floor.
He put the table together as a bed, covered him with the small quilt prepared in his backpack on the table in the boy's room, and touched the boy's forehead, but it was still terribly hot.
Tang Xin once again replaced the ice cubes on his forehead. The little boy seemed to be more conscious because he drank some porridge water. He had begun to have the strength to talk in his sleep. He kept talking and frowned. Wrinkled.
Tang Xin listened closely. It was very good. It was a dialect that Tang Xin couldn't understand.
Tang Xin curled her lips and began to collect the supplies that had just been brought up. Tang Xin began to struggle again. The little boss was not dead yet. It seemed not good to take other people's supplies, but it was still unknown whether he could survive.
Tang Xin glanced at the little boss, "I don't raise children. If you wake up tomorrow, the supplies here will be half of each of us at most. It will be my reward for saving you."
What responded to Tang Xin was the little boy's dream language, which Tang Xin couldn't understand. Tang Xin curled her lips and began to divide the supplies into two equal parts.
Sometimes I even think to myself, it would be better if the baby died, and the supplies here could be all for myself.
Women are all emotional. Even when he didn't hurt Tang Xin, Tang Xin still hoped that he would wake up and then leave with the supplies she deserved.
Tang Xin couldn't do anything to kill people, and Tang Xin couldn't do anything to save others even if they took their supplies.
Tang Xin started to go to the drugstore at dawn the next day to help the little boy get antipyretics. When he saw some trauma medicine, Tang Xin also packed a large bag into the car.
The world is so chaotic now, so it will always be used.
Tang Xin returned to the noodle shop and touched the boy's forehead again. Compared to when she opened the cabinet, the fever had gone down a lot, but the man was still asleep. In fact, Tang Xin didn't know whether he was sleeping or in a coma. He could talk in his sleep. Are you sleeping?
Tang Xin took out a portion of the antipyretic medicine and drank it down, then gave him another portion of ice on his head. Tang Xin noticed that the little boy's surroundings seemed to be glowing with a faint green light.
Tang Xin felt it was so novel and began to look at the boy.
Is this awakening a superpower?
Green light, what kind of power is this?
Tang Xin currently only knows that she has ice powers and has seen others using gold powers. Tang Xin has never seen others use gold powers.
Moreover, the Internet is now down, and communication has degenerated into the previous face-to-face communication.
Tang Xin couldn't help but become curious about the little boy's green light. What kind of power did this green light have? It seems that not everyone has this power, but Tang Xin doesn't know what the mystery is that triggers the power.
With a ready-made Tang Xin in front of her, she couldn't help but start studying it.
Tang Xin first looked around him and found nothing wrong.
I touched his hands and feet. They were as hot as before, but the temperature dropped a little compared to last night.
And his whole body was glowing, and the light seemed to be getting brighter and brighter.
The light was not hot to the touch and seemed non-aggressive. Tang Xin wrapped the boy with ice power and found that the green light was resisting the ice power.
oh? Are you still resisting the ice power? Is the boy protecting himself? Or are these two powers incompatible?
Tang Xin had been studying the boy, watching as the boy was gradually surrounded by green light. A young leaf even sprouted from the tip of his finger, and it continued to grow. From the initial tip to two leaves, it grew again in the middle. The young leaves continued to grow, a bit like a vine growing on a finger. The vine began to wrap around the boy, and finally wrapped the boy into a green ball.
Tang Xin reached out and touched the vine. The vine seemed to know that Tang Xin meant no harm and gently wrapped its branches around Tang Xin's hand.
Tang Xin sat on the other side of the table and stared in wonder, is it so magical?
Not knowing how to attack anyone, Tang Xin took out the bread and started to eat it. It was already noon, and he didn't know if the baby would wake up before the sun went down.
Tang Xin teased the vines with her feet, "Wake up quickly, I will go back before five o'clock whether you wake up or not. If you don't wake up, I don't care about you. It's none of my business if you are bitten by a zombie. You The food is only enough for me to protect you until five o'clock. Do you hear me?"
The only response to Tang Xin was the ever-expanding green ball. Tang Xin sighed and prepared to wander around the surrounding stores to see if there were any useful supplies.
After loading the half-separated supplies into the car, Tang Xin saw a shop selling clothes across the street and walked in. She also picked out the clothes she bought for zero yuan and collected them. She couldn't make the trip in vain.
Tang Xin swept around the street, loaded all the useful supplies into the car, and then returned to the noodle shop. The boy's green ball had gradually become smaller. Was it absorbed? It looks like he's about to wake up.
