"why doesn't he speak? (Why doesn't he speak?)"
Lin An stared blankly at the uneasy children who were whispering around him, and his chapped lips subconsciously opened slightly.
He could tell that these strange children seemed to be worried about his physical condition, or in other words, they were cautiously eager to see what he could do.
He didn't speak not because he didn't understand, but because he suddenly encountered such a situation and had too many things to think about at the same time.
Without the support of his mental power, his head seemed to explode if he thought a little too fast at this moment.
System functionality disappears, no power..
Doesn't that mean that he doesn't even have the ability to contact anyone now?
It is even said that it includes opening the space ring.
Turning his head with difficulty, Lin An subconsciously looked at himself.
All his equipment seemed to have disappeared. The armor, mask, and suit were originally ferocious, but just looked full of powerful aura. At this time, it has turned into ordinary ordinary clothes.
Maybe the kids had a hard time dragging him back.
He was soaked all over and his clothes were covered in mud and blood.
The only thing left was a dim and dull ring of doomsday, as if it had been turned into a cheap jewelry.
"Sure enough... I can't open the ring..."
Smiling bitterly in his heart, feeling the strong hunger in his belly, Lin An felt powerless for the first time, or for the first time in a long time. He never thought that one day he would feel hungry again.
And in his ring, there is enough system "food" that can supply more than tens of thousands of awakened people for a week.
"Reboot...Escape system wipe..."
"So, is it the Savior System that forcibly hid all my power, just like feigning death to deceive the Doomsday System?"
"The equipment is missing...it should have been stored in the ring."
"In order to avoid being discovered by the system to the greatest extent, am I now considered a black account..."
Trying his best to recall the last information left by the Savior system.
Lin An's mouth was filled with bitterness. He could feel that the final performance of the Savior System was like a hamster that was caught by humans while stealing food. After being stepped on and almost to death, it desperately dragged the small package around and escaped.
But now, he and the Savior System can only hide in a dark corner, waiting for the owner of the room to "forget" them.
"It takes a thousand hours to restart, and it takes about a month to regain strength? But my current physical fitness..."
He didn't even have the strength to clench his fist. As soon as he exerted his strength, Lin An felt heartbreaking pain all over his body.
Damn...
In this physical condition, it is simply hell to survive in the apocalypse...
It doesn't take any third-order or fourth-order mutants to kill him. If any zombies rush in, he may be eaten alive! He was even weaker than Wen Ya back then!
"Anduin!? Is he going to become a zombie!? (Anduin, is he going to become a zombie!?)"
Just as Lin An was struggling to sit up and check the specific situation around him.
Maybe it was because his movements were so stiff that he looked like he was transforming into a zombie. As soon as he stood up, the little boys wearing yellow lamp hats surrounding him screamed.
Amidst the panic of a group of children, a slightly taller blond boy with a seventy-year-old appearance suddenly picked up the iron fork in the corner and rushed towards Lin An with a serious look on his face.
"Get out of the way! I'll kill him!"
"wait!! (wait!)"
Looking at the young man rushing towards him, as if he was afraid of his transformation into a corpse, Lin An waved his hands with difficulty and made a hoarse voice to indicate that he was not a zombie.
have no choice.
If the other party really gives him a fork, he will most likely die...
He can understand English. Although there is no systematic translation, he has memorized a lot of messy things as early as the third level. Especially in order to read foreign literature and better understand the notes left by the "Day Walker". With a learning rate that exceeds the limit of ordinary people, Lin An's mastery is not bad. It's just that the accent is a bit unskilled.
"Are you okay!?"
"Then we..."
The forward pace suddenly stopped.
The young man who rushed over seemed to be the leader of this group of children.
Looking at Lin An, who had a wry smile on his face and spoke hoarsely to him, he put down the fork in his hand with an embarrassed look. After a little panic, he calmed down, and then seemed to want to ask Lin An if he wanted to eat.
.....................
"Tick tock tick"
Dirty, smelly, slightly corrosive acid rain falls from the iron shed.
Leaning next to a relatively dry firewood pile, Lin An held an iron box in his hand and drank the porridge inside carefully and slowly.
The iron box smelled of machine oil, and the dark paste in the "bowl" that served as a lunch box tasted like the roots of some kind of plant mixed with slightly moldy cereal.
With such food in Long'an, even the survivors outside the city would not be so poorly fed. But for Lin An, who was in desperate need of energy, every bite was not wasted.
"Even in the worst time in my previous life... I wouldn't have eaten this..."
"At least I'm hiding in the suburbs, and I can find some expired cans..."
He raised his head and drank the last sip. After Lin An put down the iron box, he immediately saw the children squatting on the ground, who seemed to be very greedy for the paste in his hand.
Their throats were throbbing, and many of the younger ones were biting their dirty fingers and swallowing saliva.
Seeing this scene, Lin An suddenly realized that the situation of these children seemed to be very bad.
The crackling bonfire brought a touch of warmth, and the firelight shone dimly on the children's faces.
"This should be from abroad... Judging from the facial features, although his face is sallow and his skin is yellow, he can tell that he is Caucasian."
"Nordic? English-speaking countries? Maybe North America."
"The mining cap, the smell of engine oil, the shoes and fingers under my feet are badly worn, it seems that I was in a mine or factory..."
Just like these children who wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, so they could only wait for him to finish drinking.
Lin An was also observing them and observing his own situation.
If nothing else, he should have been transported to the European and American theaters in the space turbulence, or possibly the North American theaters. After landing in a wild place, he was dragged back by this group of children.
But with extremely keen observation, Lin An could clearly feel that the eyes of these children always looked at him with a cautious desire.
"Thanks."
After feeling a little strength rising in his body, Lin An looked seriously at these children who were only fourteen or fifteen years old.
The thanks would have been genuine, had he not been brought back, or had he met other survivors. He's probably turned into a piece of flesh in a zombie's belly.
"You should really thank us."
Unexpectedly, as Lin An spoke first, the boy who looked like the "leader" of the team, who almost killed Lin An with a fork before, walked over quickly, squatted in front of Lin An, and looked at him carefully. .
"If the little monkey hadn't discovered you, you would have been eaten by zombies in a few minutes."
"It took a lot of effort to drag you back."
"So, you owe us your life."
"That bowl of porridge is my ration, so you alone owe me your life."
Touching the dagger on his waist, the young Anduin seemed not very good at communicating with others. He looked at Lin An with some vigilance and some hope, and spoke seriously.
Hearing the young man's unkind words, Lin An was slightly startled, then smiled nonchalantly and nodded.
The young man spoke very bluntly, but he did save him. He would naturally remember this feeling.
Seeing Lin An's acquiescence, the young man seemed to be relieved, and then asked nervously:
"Are you an awakened one?"
"If so, is it first level instead of second level?"
"I saw you fall from the sky! It's impossible for ordinary people to fall from the sky!"
"Is it just the power you have? Are you hiding it? Or is your body still not recovered?"
Listening to the boy's questions one after another, it was obvious that he was concerned about whether he was an awakened person.
Lin An hesitated for a moment, as if thinking of something, and asked softly:
"You guys seem to have run into some trouble?"
A group of children, the oldest is no more than seventeen or eighteen.
Although he had no mental perception, with his own judgment, Lin An could tell at a glance that these children were in a very bad situation, and there was not a single one who was suspected of being awakened.
Obviously, since the other party cares so much about his identity, it is only possible that he has encountered trouble that needs to be solved by the awakened person.
