What bad thoughts can there be about a little red? He just wanted to save some points.
It’s embarrassing to say that I turned on the live broadcast and looked around. 50% of the brothers and sisters who came in together have already passed the level. Those who haven’t passed the level have basically seen the dawn of the mission being completed. It’s just you, let alone completing it. Mission, not even a single point earned!
It would be fine if the whole team had zero points, but the fact is that Qingqing’s team won the city championship and scored 3,000 points. Gongjiu did well in two mock tests and scored 2,88 points. ... Even a lunatic has two thousand and eighty. I have always been arrogant and arrogant, how can I bear this insult? Anyway, I am idle now, so why not work hard quietly and go back to amaze everyone!
Fantasy is beautiful, but the result is cruel. As the top college student with the highest score in the city's college entrance examination, Ni Yan has tutored countless novices, but she was still so angry that she almost fainted due to her weak math skills.
"You shouldn't be looking for me." Ni Yan leaned back on the chair and slowly calmed down, her eyes slowly changed from anger to sadness, and then from sadness to sympathy: "I can't believe that in this age, it's still... There are people who dropped out of school at a young age... You must have had a hard time as a child, right?”
Dianhong was silent and threw away the pen. This sympathetic look deeply hurt his self-esteem.
Stop studying and go to work!
Chiba Island is not big, but there are thousands of people living there. When the zombies broke out, it was the peak tourist season. However, when they landed, this formerly prosperous and beautiful island There is no one left alive.
Of course, such a number of zombies cannot be killed in a day or two. Gong Jiu and Dian Hong, one is a master of swordsmanship and the other is a professional killer. Together with the ruthless humanoid machine gun, the three of them can The killing lasted from afternoon until dark, just to clean up the hotel and surrounding streets and shops.
Even a five-star hotel, which has been covered with dust for nearly a year, is difficult to accommodate. After sleeping for a night, a few people got up early again, in this drizzle. The weather has begun to clean up.
The presidential suite on the top floor is luxuriously decorated, and cleaning it is quite tiring. Fortunately, the hotel's tap water device is still working, which makes their cleaning activities go smoothly.
Even more fortunately, Zhou Shuai also found a generator while sweeping the dust, huddled in the warehouse of the penthouse suite. He danced with excitement, called everyone to watch, and said, If such a big engine is running, it can supply enough power to the entire hotel.
There is no shortage of diesel fuel, and the gas station is only half a street away from the hotel.
Gong Jiu is very interested in electricity. Although he doesn’t know much about modern times, at least he knows that there is such a thing as a “washing machine”. He has never been so eager to own a washing machine!
Who would believe it? He was the majestic Prince of Taiping, and he had lived in luxury for half his life, but now he was washing sheets and quilts on a desert island, and even washed himself with water.
"How to use it?" he asked.
Zhou Shuai blinked his eyes blankly: "I don't know either. I'm just a barber and I'm good at cleaning. How can I do this?" He looked at Ni Yan: "Can you do it? ”
As the person with the highest cultural level in this small team, Ni Yan is embarrassed to say that she doesn’t know how to do it. After fiddling with it for a long time, she took a look at the fuel tank. It was full. A large pile of wires for the diesel engine and generator were laid on the ground, connected to the control box. She pressed all the buttons that could be pressed, and then the motor started to buzz. , the red and green lights lit up one by one, and the pointer of the electric meter on the control box also began to swing left and right.
Zhang Tingting ran back to the room quickly, and then ran back quickly, holding a mobile phone in one hand and a charging cable in the other. Zhou Shuai turned the switch up and down, and even Wu Qingting looked at the ceiling longingly. electric light.
Under the expectant eyes of everyone, the generator just kept ringing for a long time, but nothing happened.
Ni Yan patted the generator, turned it around seven or eight times, and finally made a diagnosis: "Maybe it hasn't been used for too long. I need to burn some oil first and turn on the switch and everything else. Maybe it will work after a while." The power is on."
Gong Jiu said: "How long will it take?"
Ni Yan said: "I don't know."
Zhang Tingting crossed her arms and pouted. : "What if I get burned by the machine? Even though I'm the top scorer in science, I don't know everything."
Ni Yan's face turned red, she was angry, and she was about to grab this naughty kid's legs. Neck Collar was reasoning hard, but was stopped ruthlessly, and he comforted her with a gentle voice: "We don't have to use it, so what's the big deal? Let's go back to work first."
Everyone dispersed, leaving Dian Hong and Ni Yan behind to wipe away the ashes.
The windows on the top floor were all open, and the gentle breeze and drizzle blew in slowly, making the dim warehouse look increasingly empty and quiet.
"It would be nice if my dad was here." Ni Yan twisted the rag and carefully wiped off the dust on the generator. She looked at the pointer of the electric meter on the generator and said in confusion: "He is the best at this thing. I I have a small engine at home, and every time There was always a power outage in my area. My house was the only one in the alley with lights on. My neighbors were so jealous."
While sweeping away the dust, Yidianhong couldn't help but ask, "Your father is better than you." Learned?”
"Like you, he hasn't even graduated from elementary school, but he can do everything. He used to repair all the electrical appliances at home. He is so awesome. He watched people repairing TVs at the scrap collection station. After watching them all morning, he went back and repaired them himself. It can be repaired. He has collected old ones before. If you repair a color TV and resell it, you can earn more than 300 yuan. When I was a child, I watched him repairing the TV. I looked at it strangely and asked him to teach me. If he didn’t teach me, he would just let me study hard and take the exam. A good university brings him glory.”
Yidianhong said: "Is he still alive?"
Ni Yan smiled bitterly and shook her head: "On the day of the accident, he went out to decorate someone else's new house and never came back. I called him. It can’t get through either.”
The warehouse is large and there are a lot of debris. It takes a lot of time to scan and drag it out. The two of them chatted about something while working, but most of them didn’t. Ni Yan was talking all the time, and Yidianhong was listening.
“My mother passed away when I was very young. I was raised by my father alone. After my father passed away, I had no relatives left. I don’t even know about those days. How did I get through it? I dreamed of him almost every day, and then I woke up crying. I couldn’t even cry even if I wanted to. , I worry about what to eat and drink every day, how can I survive... Hey! You can’t wipe it with a wet rag! Didn’t you know that water can conduct electricity?”
Dian Hong really didn’t know, This made Ni Yan very curious: "Have you really never been to school? Not even for a day?"
"Yeah."
"Why doesn't your family send you to school? It doesn't seem like you are someone whose family can't afford to go to school. You can learn martial arts. Your family must be rich. You can sign up for any Taekwondo class." Tens of thousands, is your martial arts inherited from your family?”
Dian Hong wrung out the rag and said after a long silence: “I don’t have a family, swordsmanship or martial arts?” It was taught by my master.”
Ni Yan couldn’t understand: “He taught you martial arts but didn’t send you to school? He was so surprised. By the way, what did you do before?”
Dianhong suddenly showed a smile. In the dim warehouse, this smile looked sinister and cold: "I make killing people my profession."
Ni Yan's eyes widened and she took a breath.
Yidian Hong said: "Afraid?"
Ni Yan shook her head, her eyes shining: "What's there to be afraid of? Killer, this profession is too cool! You have I haven't seen a foreign movie, "The Killer" is not too cold? I feel that you are quite similar to the male protagonist in it. It seems that you are like this in your profession. You look cold, but in fact you are very sensitive and soft inside. You are very principled! For example, you won’t kill your children, and you won’t betray your employer after receiving the money.” Dianhong wanted to laugh: “Do you know any other killers?”
I only read them through novels, and I really like killers. The male protagonists in the novels I have read are all killers, the kind who are taciturn, gloomy, and full of murderous aura, making people scared at first sight! "< br>
Dian Dianhong sneered: "Your taste is quite special."
Ni Yan blushed again, with her back to Dian Dianhong, lying on the edge of the window, looking at the rain curtain that was as heavy as blue velvet cloth. : "Actually...well, I really wanted to follow those people to Chongdao, but I..." She paused, covered her mouth and gasped.
"Look, there are so many lights on the shore! One, two, three... that's a convoy!"
......
In the evening, the convoy stopped at Chiba Island the shore.
In the north, the rain in early summer can always bring about the cold in late spring. Lin Xiaqing sneezed four times in a row, her eyes widened as she looked at the rain getting heavier and heavier outside the window.
"I don't think you will tell me that this is Chongdao, right?" Shen Bijun said.
There were a large number of corpses of zombies lying around. The smell and blood stains left behind were very fresh. It looked like they could not be older than two days. This meant that the island in front of them had just been landed not long ago, and it did not look like it had always been there. It looks like an army is stationed there.
Lin Xiaqing hesitated and said: "What, I haven't been home for several years, and I had a navigation before, so I looked at this road and it looked familiar..."
Shen Bijun opened Looking out the car window at the green mountains in the distance, he muttered: "It looks familiar to me."
Lin Xiaqing was delighted: "When have you been here?"
Shen Bijun said: "The day before yesterday."
Guan Minghui's voice came from the intercom hanging on his chest: "Yes Tongshi, we’re back again!”
“Haha, I’m just telling you, I won’t go wrong!” Lin Xiaqing slapped her thigh and stepped aside. Pointing to the highway: "This is the road we walked on the year before last. We drove along the highway, and it was...that..."
"City C, we drove on that road. "Yes." Xiao Wu took the walkie-talkie and said in a nonchalant tone: "Why don't we go to Chongdao? We can't find the way anyway."
"I only care about one question now, where will we stay at night?"
"Live on the island?"
"There is no boat."
"How about we go back to the suburbs? In that villa?”
“It’s too far. It’s already late at night to drive there.”
Shen Bijun pressed his forehead and said: "I'm going to sleep in the car tonight, and choose two more people to stay on duty. We'll talk about it after tonight."
No one had any objections, but Xiao Wu quietly said Reported bad news to Shen Bijun: "The food in the car is almost gone. Now it’s almost the last meal.”
Shen Bijun went to take a look and saw that there was only one bag of rice and noodles left, the bread and ham had just been divided, and the instant noodles were all eaten yesterday morning, and now they are in the car. There are snacks like chocolate toffees and potato chips left, and one pack for each person is not enough.
Shen Bijun was so worried that he wanted to hit the wall when he caught up with Chu Liuxiang's live broadcast connection and asked how it was going, had everyone settled down? Are there any casualties?
He looks very tired, his eyes are bloodshot, and it seems that the interstellar world is also having a hard time. What can Shen Bijun say? She could only lie to him and say that everything was fine, that everyone had arrived safely on the island, but that the desert island still needed to be built, and every day was very busy and fulfilling... When the connection ended, Shen Bijun almost wanted to cry.
White lies can't be hidden for long. If Chongdao can't be found the day after tomorrow at the latest, this small group will completely collapse. What should she do? Go back and join Uncle Qing? We're going to look for a boat tomorrow and go to the island first? Or now that we have settled down in the suburbs, we can organize people to go to the city to replenish supplies?
A beam of flashlight light pierced the darkness of the carriage. Shen Bijun squinted his eyes and subconsciously blocked it with his hand. Following the dazzling light, it moved to the roof, where Lin Shiyin walked over.
"Why are you here? Make it easy for me to find you."
Shen Bijun smiled: "Think of something."
She sat on two piles of high In the middle of the mineral water, with her head buried in her knees, Lin Shiyin handed her a pack of chocolate wafers. She shook her head: "You can eat it, I'm not hungry."
Lin Shiyin knelt down opposite her, put his hand on her shoulder, and patted her gently: "I know what you are worried about. I have a way, but it's just a bit risky."
"What way?"
“I still remember how Lijingyuan was Is it powered by electricity? "
Shen Bijun was stunned, and then he reacted and said in a loud voice: "You mean... borrowing the power of ghosts? "
She couldn't help being shocked, she had to Admit it, she is indeed not as good as her teammates in terms of imagination.
At that time, Yue Lingshan was lying on the big bed in the castle, actively relaying news to all parties in the interstellar empire. A jet-black ghost stuck out its long tongue and danced around her bed, trying to attract her attention.
At the same time, Dian Hong was rowing the rubber boat hard towards the shore.
The rubber boat was originally flat, but this was certainly not a problem for a martial arts master. He could even blow up a two-meter by three-meter air mattress, and a mere rubber boat was no problem.
…It’s just a little bit hypoxic.
(End of this chapter)
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