After cleaning up, Tang Xin lay on the bed and looked at the scenery outside the car.
It was night before they knew it, and the villagers secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Tang Xin'an left peacefully without any intention of breaking in.
Tang Xin got out of the car and walked on the beach.
I could vaguely hear muffled crying coming from the distance.
Originally, Tang Xin didn't intend to take care of it. If the villagers were in trouble, they wouldn't necessarily need her help.
But after walking for a while, the crying in my mind kept lingering, and I sighed and followed the crying. I want to see who is crying at night.
If there are patrols on the road, just ignore them. If the villagers have difficulties, they will only seek help from people in the village. It is not Tang Xin's turn to take action.
He quickened his pace towards the source of the sound.
After finding the source of the sound, I saw a little girl sitting under a coconut tree, hugging her legs and crying.
It's so pitiful to be sobbing.
Looking around, there was no other scent except this girl.
After hesitating for a moment, he typed "Need help?" on his phone.
He stepped forward and patted her shoulder gently. The girl was frightened, stood up quickly and took a few steps back.
Tang Xin stood there and gave the girl a gentle smile, and handed the phone screen to the girl.
The girl looked at Tang Xin warily, but did not see what Tang Xin meant. She shouted loudly, "You are the outsider, get out! Who asked you to come here! Get out of here, or I will call someone!"
Tang Xin was afraid that she would call the patrolling villagers over because she was too loud. She was chased away as soon as she arrived in the fishing village. The villagers relaxed their surveillance on her when they saw that she was not hostile.
Tang Xin didn't want to destroy the weak trust she had just established, so she hurriedly raised her right hand and put her index finger to her mouth to make a "shh", then deleted the words on her phone and edited them again.
"I didn't mean any harm, I just heard you crying here and thought you needed help. Come and have a look."
Show the girl the phone screen again.
It has long been known that Tang Xin used her mobile phone to communicate with the villagers, and they just thought she was mute.
The girl paused for a while, and saw that Tang Xin was holding up the phone in a decent manner and didn't do anything inappropriate. Finally, she took a step forward and looked at the phone.
After reading the words on the phone, the girl softened her tone and said, "You can't help me. Get out of here. When the patrols find out that you have crossed the line, I won't care about you if you are caught."
Tang Xin was still typing with her head down when the girl's voice sounded again, "I don't want to see what you say, get out of here! If you don't get out, I'll call someone!"
This blocked Tang Xin's escape route.
Tang Xin could only sigh, glanced at the girl, turned around, and headed back in the direction she came from.
After taking two steps away, Tang Xin stopped unwillingly, edited a paragraph on her mobile phone and walked up to the girl again.
When the girl saw that she was still walking back, her newly relaxed body tensed up again, ready to run away at any time.
There have been other survivors in the village before. They paid a lot of money to enter the village, ate and drank so much that they could not leave for several days. In the end, they were driven out of the village by the villagers, and they sneaked back and took away a lot of the villagers' supplies.
Since that time, the small fishing village began to exclude outsiders. When the apocalypse came, there was a shortage of supplies, and a lot of supplies were stolen by unscrupulous outsiders.
The family that had let a few people into their home had become a public enemy of the entire small fishing village.
Those unscrupulous outsiders not only stole from the owner's house who took them in, but also stole many of the grain reserves hidden by the villagers.
The family who kindly took in the outsiders knelt down and apologized to the villagers. They went out early in the morning and came back late every day to catch fish to make up for the stolen supplies. In the end, the whole family was buried in the sea.
After this incident, the villagers never allowed outsiders to enter the village. Even if someone came, they would be rushed aside and not allowed to approach the village.
Tang Xin wanted to go to sea, but she couldn't swim or sail a boat. She had to rely on the fishermen here to go to sea.
But their trust is not easy to establish.
After Tang Xin finished typing what she wanted to say on her phone, she stepped forward again and handed the screen to the girl.
The girl didn't want to communicate with Tang Xin, so she took a deep breath and started shouting.
Tang Xinmei's heart skipped a beat and she had no choice but to turn around and leave quickly.
Tang Xin didn't know what happened to them in the past, but she just felt that this little fish village was terribly united and was really exclusive towards strangers.
I returned to the RV and stared at the moon in a daze.
How should this small fishing village fit in?
No chance for communication at all.
Even a girl is so resistant, so it seems the only way to start is with children.
Children's minds are new, so they shouldn't be so exclusive.
Tang Xin hung around for three or four days, not to mention finding a child to chat with. In the past few days, no one in the fishing village had left the village.
Tang Xin was in trouble again.
It's messed up, whatever.
In fact, this sea does not necessarily have to be drawn.
When you're hungry, just chew the conches from the cracks in the rocks. If that doesn't work, grab some crabs that have landed ashore.
But smelling the aroma of corpse bait drifting up along with the waves, Tang Xin couldn't hold back her desire to taste mutated fish meat from the deep sea.
Listening to the sound of waves lapping against the stone wall, Tang Xin got into the cab and drove to the city center overnight.
When I passed through the city center of Haishi before, I found a group of mutated dogs, and the level was not low.
If you give a bunch of them to fishermen, you can always get a place to go to sea, right?
Tang Xin has been in the fishing village for such a long time. The fishermen are either out at sea or staying in the fishing village. They seem to have a wood-type psychic who can induce the growth of plants. In addition to eating fish, they usually eat food that induces growth.
You'll always get tired of eating fish, right? Tang Xin gave them mutated dogs to give them a change of taste. She didn't have high requirements, she just needed to take them with her when she went to sea.
The safety of the fishermen was also on Tang Xin's side. With such sincerity, how could he still say rejection?
Tang Xin stepped on the accelerator and rushed straight to the slaughterhouse, found the batch of mutated dogs, and killed them all.
After the car was full, he ate the remaining dog meat into his stomach.
I was really ready to return to the small fishing village, but I found that the warehouse of the slaughterhouse was half open, and there seemed to be bags of stuff inside.
Out of curiosity, Tang Xin stepped forward to find out.
Pushing open the warehouse door, there were several pieces of fabric torn into threads behind the door, which looked a bit like torn clothes. There were not even any bones here.
He glanced at the dog skin that Tang Xin peeled off on the ground. Before the end of the world, there were not just dogs guarding the door or waiting to be slaughtered.
Is it possible that in such a large slaughterhouse, pigs, cattle and sheep are eaten, and even humans cannot defeat dogs?
Things are difficult.
Tang Xin walked into the warehouse, which contained all kinds of hay and feed. These should be used to feed the pigs, cattle and sheep in the slaughterhouse.
Tang Xin continued to walk forward. The warehouse was not big. Soon she reached the end and found a few unopened bags of rice on the shelf.
Tang Xin was overjoyed and hurriedly opened a bag to see if the rice was spoiled.
These bags of rice are placed at the end of the warehouse, where they are protected from wind and rain, and are kept very well.
