The sunlight in Hanaku City is artificially controlled by the Light Ability, and there is no such thing as dusk and early morning.

When six o'clock in the morning arrived, the six light-type abilities replenished their energy and flew into the air with the help of more than a dozen flying ability-type abilities, activating the large dim ball of light, causing it to bloom with ten percent light.

In an instant, the dim "night" disappeared, and the residents of Hanaku City ushered in the "day".

After the long night, most of the industry stopped working.

high-end manufacturing, Internet, real estate, most of the service industry, entertainment industry...... There seems to be no need for existence anymore.

In times of crisis, the confused are easily confused, but under the combined rule of the government and the Anomalous, they have quickly found a new place and devoted themselves to the work that is closely related to survival.

All kinds of people who used to live a relaxed and happy life were forced to join in planting, raising, foraging, and searching for fuel...... And so on in the hard work.

No matter what the environment, if you don't work, you won't have anything to eat, this is an iron rule.

However, some people are still unable to adapt to their new jobs for various reasons.

An old man pedaled a dilapidated tricycle with no paint on a leisurely ride down the once most prosperous commercial street in Huajiu City.

The old man was dressed in tatters, looking like he was in his seventies, with snow-white and messy hair, a rickety body, and thin skin and bones.

Obviously he was pitiful enough, and his tricycle was carrying a dozen dogs, and those dogs looked even more pitiful.

More than a dozen dogs, both big and small, all sat honestly in the tricycle, one by one poked their heads out and looked out, they were obviously dogs raised by the old man, and they were all skinny and skinny, without any energy, pitiful.

Every time he pedaled the tricycle, the big bell hanging on the handlebar of the old man would ring, and the sharp and rhythmic bell would be heard far away.

In times of peace, the bell reminds the people in the neighborhood that many well-wishers are willing to give him free unwanted garbage, and many others feed him and the dogs.

Not anymore, though.

The food waste that used to be everywhere has now become a treasure, and the old man and his dogs are hungry and full, and often wander around all day without anything to eat.

The old man pedaled the tricycle slowly, and shook all morning, but he didn't find anything to eat.

When the evening was approaching, the old man reluctantly came to the door of a small bar called "Pirate's House".

When it was dark, the old man always came to this bar to fetch swill to feed the dogs.

Strange to say, even after nightfall, when prices soared, the owner of this shop always gave a lot of minced meat and bones to the old man.

Now, however, the door of this bar has been sealed for some reason.

Several women were standing near the bar chatting with exaggerated voices.

From their words, you can tell that something is wrong with this bar, and it is a big deal.

The owner of the bar is an ogre, and the White Vests found eleven frozen corpses of young children in the freezer of his bar, and it is said that there is a lot of processed meat, which is estimated to have been processed by human flesh, and from the amount of meat, there are at least twenty more victims.

The old man squinting his eyes and looked at the chatting women silently, standing at the door of the bar for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

One of the women seemed to recognize the old man who was scavenging, she was stunned, and muttered a few words to the other people with a strange face, and everyone turned around and left.

After standing in front of the bar for a long time, the old man wiped his tears, stepped on the tricycle, and rode back in the direction of his house.

He cried because the last place where he could find food was gone.

Today, he doesn't know how many little lives will starve to death in his family.

……

It's nightfall.

In the southern suburbs of Huajiu City, in a remote and dilapidated courtyard.

Zhang Yan and Jiang Zhongzhou sat on the loquat tree in the corner of the courtyard, this tree was very lucky, it was not frozen, and the branches were luxuriant, which perfectly shielded the two.

Although this loquat tree is relatively good, the branches of this tree are still relatively thin, and it is still a bit dangerous to accommodate two people at the same time.

The two of them did not dare to move, and sat on the thickest branch, and they had to be careful not to even eat something, otherwise they might beat each other under the tree with a flick of their arms.

Zhang Yan and Jiang Zhongzhou have been staring at the tip of this loquat tree for four hours, their buttocks are numb, and the goal is still not to go home.

The owner of the yard was their second target.

As written in the archives, this courtyard is indeed a place where it is difficult to even settle down.

In a small yard of sixty or seventy square meters, there are all kinds of garbage.

Beverage bottles, broken glass, broken cardboard boxes, old plastic ...... The garbage was piled up into a hill, leaving only two or three intersecting paths for people to walk.

What's even more terrifying is that there are still seventy or eighty dogs in this small yard that is already full of garbage!

The excrement of these dogs was all over the yard, and the smell was so pungent that Zhang Yan and Jiang Zhongzhou wanted to vomit for a while.

At this moment, Zhang Yan and Jiang Zhongzhou were both looking at the few dogs under the tree with mixed feelings.

The environment here is harsh, and there is not much to eat, and one of the dogs seems to have finally survived and starved to death under the noses of Zhang Yan and Jiang Zhongzhou.

Before the dog died, he kept wagging his tail at Zhang Yan in the tree, as if begging for food.

Zhang Yan and Jiang Zhongzhou were sprayed with compound perfume that could deceive the dog's nose, and the other dogs did not notice Jiang Zhongzhou and Zhang Yan, and it was the only dog that found the two of them, perhaps because the near-death desire to survive made its senses more acute.

If Zhang Yan dropped a piece of food, the other dogs would definitely find out that something was wrong, and Zhang Yan's ambush would be in vain, so Zhang Yan didn't dare to feed it anything.

I just didn't expect it to starve to death so quickly.

Just a few minutes after its failed tail wagging and begging, it lay on the ground weakly and quickly lost its breath.

Seeing that the dog was dead, several nearby dogs gathered around, rubbing their noses against them, arching them, and letting out a whining wail.

Jiang Zhongzhou watched this group of dogs sell miserably, and finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He carefully took out the small notebook that had been prepared long ago from his pocket, wrote down a line of words, and showed it to Zhang Yan:

"It's stupid for us two to wait here like fools for so long."

Zhang Yan replied to him seriously:

"You feel like a fool, I don't think so. So you're stupid, I'm not. ”

Afraid of being discovered by the dog below, Zhang Yan and Jiang Zhongzhou could only use pen and paper and eye contact with each other.

Jiang Zhongzhou glared at Zhang Yan, but found that he had lost to Zhang Yan in terms of momentum.

He was defeated by the murderous aura in Zhang Yan's eyes.

Jiang Zhongzhou pursed his lips and quickly wrote:

"What does Yan Zhuo want to do? Why hasn't there been any movement for more than four hours? I'm a little skeptical of his abilities. Why doesn't he sit here with you himself? ”

Because of the little trouble he encountered when dealing with Sirk, Yan Zhuo decided to move behind the scenes and no longer directly participate in the battle.

After all, his physique is too poor, and it is too dangerous to throw himself directly into the battlefield.

However, Yan Zhuo did not tell any teammates about the small problems that happened in the bar, and the teammates thought that Zhang Yan and Yan Zhuo had killed Sike very well.

Just a little bit of paper the size of a palm, Zhang Yan didn't bother to explain so much, and in the face of Jiang Zhongzhou's sarcasm with a gun and a stick, she replied:

"The tree is too small, he is too tall and easily exposed. You listen to the command and talk less nonsense. ”

After writing this line, Zhang Yan touched the small notebook to the ring, intending to put away the notebook and not continue to talk nonsense with him.

Seeing that Zhang Yan actually took away his only bit of fun, Jiang Zhongzhou's first reaction was to reach out and grab it.

With his garbage skills, of course, he was empty.

The book didn't come back, but he lost his balance, his body shook, and he almost fell off the tree!

Zhang Yan hurriedly fished Jiang Zhongzhou back, then glared at him and made a silent movement.

She heard a string of bells, as if the target was approaching.

Jiang Zhongzhou also heard the bell, and he didn't dare to move for fear of being discovered by the dog below.

Jiang Zhongzhou maintained this posture like this, leaning on Zhang Yan's shoulder, looking like a bird.

Of course, his expression was not at all human, it was resentful.

Speaking of which, his height is exactly the same as Zhang Yan's, both of which are 165cm.

But sadly, he actually looks thinner than Zhang Yan, a woman.

Leaning on Zhang Yan's shoulder, feeling Zhang Yan's round shoulders, Jiang Zhongzhou could vaguely feel her deltoid lines through the fabric.

The four big words that popped out of Jiang Zhongzhou's mind were - "strong and reliable".

I really want to cry.

Zhang Yancai was in no mood to pay attention to this guy with low self-esteem.

She stared intently at the door.

Soon, the dangling bell fell silent.

The door of the courtyard was opened with a "creak", and in the dim night, a rickety old man walked in from outside the door, and more than a dozen dogs followed the old man, all listless.

Seeing that the old man was back, the dogs all over the yard pounced on the old man, and the yard was suddenly filled with the coquettish whimpering sound of dogs, which made people's ears hurt.

The old man petted the dogs affectionately, each with its own name, and the old man could call out their names, and he would not be misremembered.

After calling the names around, the old man noticed that three dogs were missing.

He searched the yard and finally found the bodies of the three dogs.

Holding the dog's carcass, the old man muttered something to himself.

The old man used a dialect, and neither Zhang Yan nor Jiang Zhongzhou understood what he meant, and could only feel that his mood was low and sad.

Zhang Yan was a little surprised.

Is this old man really as terrible as it is written in the file?

No matter how you look at it, he is a poor lonely old man who can only be accompanied by dozens of dogs.

The file said that the old man's five dogs were beaten to death and eaten by nearby villagers.

Then, the next day, the more than 400 people in that village disappeared out of thin air.

The only thing that is certain is that the murderer is this old man, and he is also a reincarnation.

The method of killing, unknown.

His powers, unknown.

Card, unknown.