Chapter 1655 Food
In the beauty pageant venue, a melancholy man was looking blankly at the painting in front of him.
With a smile as bright as a flower and sparkling eyes, she caught his heart instantly.
Who is this?
She should be a very important girl.
Why can't I remember her name?
No, I even forgot my own name.
I just vaguely remember various fragments from the past.
A rugby ball, a wasteland, a piece of black and white chess pieces...
I also met an interesting kid.
I don’t know when I lost the memory, but it seemed that I was washed away by a black aura after returning to a certain place.
After that, he lived in a hazy state.
Someone tried to rob him, but he beat him to death.
Even bullets cannot pose a threat to him.
To this day, he came here and was pressed by several tentacles, drawing a picture in his heart.
"Who is she? What is my name?"
He murmured to himself.
A black man next to him laughed "haha" when he heard this: "Boy, that woman is quite beautiful. She is different from the woman in our minds. Why don't you give us that painting and let's change..."
The next moment, the black-skinned head exploded.
The man retracted his fist indifferently, reached out to pick up the scroll, and then ate it into his stomach.
In this wasteland, no place is safer than your belly—until you die.
When the people around saw this scene, their expressions were calm, as if they had seen someone trample an ant to death.
In this wasteland, the smell of death and chaos is everywhere.
It’s too easy to kill someone.
It is easier to kill someone.
The man turned and walked away.
He didn’t know that there were already many sights behind him.
…………
This man forgot his name, but when Wen Rensheng’s sight was projected through the source world, he recognized him at a glance.
Dufferin.
This guy was once Xiao Huan's big toy.
But she abandoned it too early and forgot it in the back of her head.
Anyone who has children knows how quickly they get tired of toys.
It is possible for this guy to refine the quality of "love".
Wen Rensheng nodded slightly and continued reading.
I saw Dufferin walking along, confused all the way.
Eating, drinking, sleeping, wherever I go, I sleep there.
Without the protection of the alien species and the luck given by the simulator, he would have died more than a hundred times.
Those with different species always have better luck.
For example, you can find well-packaged old-time food at critical moments.
While walking, he heard the voices of several children outside an abandoned building.
The voices of those children are somewhat familiar.
"Phil, it's my turn to skate!"
"Leiden, wait a moment, I'll skate again."
"Crackling" a fighting sound .
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""I cried.
"Hey, you two, don't fight!" There was a hint of fatigue in a familiar female voice.
“Oh, Andy’s mother, it was Phil who took over the slide.”
“Leiden did it first!”
The sound of two little ones quarreling.
"Phil, why are you occupying the slide? Didn't mom say the rule is that each person plays three times before giving it to others?"
"Leiden, why do you do it? Didn't mom say that no one can be unreasonable?" , come to me to comment instead of doing it privately?"
"Go and stand." Dufferin stood outside the building, attracted by the female voice. He stood and listened for a long time.
Suddenly, a broken pickup truck stopped next to the building.
There were two people in the car. After hearing this, they looked towards the building with greed in their eyes.
"Brother, is there a woman here?"
"Woman, that's great!"
"How many children are there?"
" The children were taken as slaves, and the women were left to us.”
These two people acted as if Dufferin didn't exist and simply decided the fate of several people in the building.
The next moment, their heads exploded.
"When you can simply decide the fate of others, your fate has also been placed on the table." Dufferin casually said a philosophy that he didn't know where he saw it.
Then he left.
He didn't stop because of the familiar voice.
But not far away, I heard the voices of the two children again.
"Oh, two people died outside! Phil."
"Ah, Layton, they look really fat! Ziliu! I have read a book, a certain A famous writer said that organic matter should not be wasted."
"But Andy's mother will be angry, Phil. She never lets us capture the animals on the street, not the wild boar, not the pheasant."< br>
"It's better not to let her know. She is very thin now and needs more protein. We have to leave the eggs for her."
"Okay, I'll help you block it, you go quickly."
The voices of the two young children and the sound of the bodies being collected behind made Dufferin couldn't help but turn his head.
I saw a little white girl who only reached his knees, skillfully holding a dog-leg machete and slashing at the two people he killed.
"Such a small child has so much strength?" The first thing he thought of was not that there was anything wrong with doing this, but this.
He stopped.
He looked carefully.
After the child finished chopping, he suddenly opened his mouth violently up and down, as big as a deep-sea shark, and cleaned up the remaining bones and meat in one mouthful.
This?
He was silent.
There is really no hope in this wasteland.
Because the most promising children all become like this.
He turned around and walked back.
The child looked at him with wary eyes.
"Don't even think about touching our pork. Although you killed it, you didn't want it anymore." The little girl said in a strong tone.
“Take me to meet your Lord.”
"No, you, get out!"
Dufferin glanced at her and was about to turn around and leave.
At this moment, a woman with a weathered face walked out of the building.
"What are you doing? Wait, is it you?" The woman was about to have a seizure, but was stunned when she saw Dufferin.
"Do you recognize me? Then can you tell me, what is my name?" Dufferin stared at the woman.
"Have you forgotten your name? That's right. It's good to survive in this world. Come with me." The woman looked at him with a complicated look.
"Oh. What's your name?"
"Anti Melt."
Noon.
Anti made a pork burger sandwich.
But Dufferin didn't eat a bite.
The two children next to them, the boy named Layton and the girl named Phil, ate very well.
"Why don't you eat?" Andy asked with concern.
"I don't need to eat now." Dufferin shook his head.
"If you don't want to eat it, give me that portion." Phil couldn't wait to grab the sandwich in front of him, "This is a pork sandwich, my favorite."
Dufferin knew what pork meant, but he didn't feel any nausea.
When the world retreats to the wasteland, only natural laws, not social common sense, can restrain people.
(End of this chapter)