You can choose to raise me!

You can choose to raise me!

You can choose to raise me!

Du Ang, who kept being hit by this sentence, felt dizzy, he really didn't understand the world of this little Lori.

I just don't know how big the shadow area of Zhou Fatzi will be when he hears this.

……

The floors of the people were all stopped, and the remaining hundred people in the entire building poured into the elevator room.

The elevator, which could only carry more than a dozen people, is now not a problem at all. The length and width have become a hundred times larger, and it has become a width of more than 100 meters, even if 10,000 people come in, they can take it. If you need to, you can teleport an army.

Ding, the elevator reached the first floor.

The crowd came out one after another.

I saw the biscuits in the middle of the corridor and the fish pond.

Naturally, the crowd carved out a path for Duang, and then looked at him.

Du Ang shrugged, pointed to the biscuits and fish pond, and said, "I'm sorry everyone, that's all I can do, biscuits and water." If you're hungry, take care of yourself. But what I would say is, frugality. ”

As he spoke, Du Ang stepped forward, grabbed a biscuit, and took a bite. If you don't eat it and throw it away, will you slap yourself in the face?

Looking at Du Ang, everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and the mood is silent.

It's not disgust, but I feel the deep pressure of this human body after shrinking a hundred times.

The fat man gritted his teeth, stepped forward, grabbed a biscuit, and said to Duang, "Thank you." "I took a bite of it, it tasted good, and I ate it all in two bites. Then he walked to the fish pond, took out a handful of water and drank it into his stomach, and shouted the word "cool".

"Thank you."

Wang Siyi, who had been on a diet and had not eaten since yesterday afternoon, was also moved by the slight hunger in her belly, stepped forward to grab the biscuits, thanked Du Ang, and ate them.

More and more people stepped forward, took out the biscuits and ate them carefully, and everyone would say "thank you" to Duang, expressing the kindness of this cake and water.

Du Ang was not polite, and quietly accepted this due thanks.

It's just that it seems that the group is not hungry yet, and everyone only eats a cookie or two before stopping. Even Wang Siyi, who had the most, only ate four pieces. I was embarrassed to look at everyone.

A hundred people fell silent, and a hundred people's thoughts bloomed. Some people began to fidget, some people frequently looked out, and some people looked at Duang, tentatively trying to speak.

A whisper rang out.

"Do anybody want to go out? My son is still in the 13th middle school, and I'm going to pick him up......"

"I want to pick up my wife......"

"I'm going too, I'm going to see my parents, they're old and can't get through on the phone......"

"You ...... Do you have a phone? ”

"The phone has also become smaller, as long as it is worn on the body, in the pocket, and in the hand, it has all become smaller, don't you have it?"

“……”

In fact, Du Ang has always had a doubt, and at this time he also took the opportunity to ask: "So does anyone know how the country is?" ”

"yes, how's the country doing? Is there still a country? Can we still wait for the state to come to the rescue? ”

“……”

The uninformed asked, but the informed shook their heads and said:

"The country is taking care of itself."

"Yes, I got through 119, but I have been repeating that I am on the way to rescue, and I will definitely come to the rescue within 3 days."

"That's it, 110 can't get through, I only got through 119, and it also says that the people's soldiers will definitely come to save everyone within 3 days, so everyone must hold on."

As he spoke, the person who made the call took out his phone.

Wang Siyi's eyes were red, and she hurriedly said, "Can you borrow me to make a call?" ”

The person who took out the phone was stunned for a moment.

Zhou Fatzi took out his mobile phone happily and said, "Beauty, use mine." Brother Du, do you use it? ”

"Yes, Xiao Du, do you use your mobile phone? Use mine. ”

"That's it, Xiao Du, if you want to use a mobile phone, I also have ...... here."

"Brother Du, I also have a mobile phone ......"

Du Ang shook his head: "Thank you, I don't need it for the time being." ”

Looking at everyone's phones, Duon was sure that this thing was not a treasure, as one person had said before, it was getting smaller with the human body. But the problem is that the mobile phone has become a hundred times smaller, and it can still talk, and Du Ang is a little ignorant of this.

However, speaking of which, this end times are not normal, and many places are not normal. Not only does it go against common sense, but it also makes people unable to figure it out.

"Dad......"

A sad cry sounded, it was Wang Siyi, who got through the phone, and she couldn't suppress her emotions anymore and cried.

And with this cry, the atmosphere of the entire corridor began to change.

As the phone calls were connected one after another, the sound of crying and sorrow completely resounded throughout the corridor. More and more people join in the sobbing, powerlessness for the end times, worry about their loved ones, and pessimism about the situation, all of which crush the fragile nerves of small human beings.

After gathering, a small group of people gritted their teeth and came to Du Ang, and after some twisting, they spoke: "Du ...... Brother, we want to ......"

Du Ang sighed, he didn't want to face this situation, but he couldn't hide if he wanted to. After all, there will always be such a play, so I can only reject them head-on and dispel their thoughts of non-compliance. Even if he is now tall and big in their impressions. But what's the use of being so tall and big? Can you eat it?

Duang is just a layman, he has no savior thoughts, and he doesn't have any bloody heart that will die if he doesn't save people. He just wants to be an ordinary person who can help and help, and it would be better if there was a little bit of benefit in helping others. If you deliberately want to help, forget it. He is not a savior, and even if he has the ability to travel through two worlds, he can't save the world. You can't save the people, that's the country's business.

Speaking of the country, at this moment, Du Ang's ears moved, and then he looked out of the door of the building, and immediately raised his hand to interrupt the words of the small group of people who asked him for help: "Don't talk yet, be quiet." ”

Several people immediately stopped their mouths and followed Duang's gaze to look out.

Then, the eyes of several people were stunned, and they saw a few lights looming in the distance.

What is it?

The lights were still flickering, but it was undeniable that it was closer, and it seemed to be a lot closer. Immediately after that, a little sound seemed to be heard.

"The car, it's the car."

A person exclaimed, and in an instant, it resounded throughout the corridor.

"Yes, it's a car, it's a headlight."

Another man chimed in.

However, human beings are a hundred times smaller, can cars be driven?

No one can answer this question for the time being, and no one has gone to the bottom of it.

Because, everyone stopped crying, the phone was hung up, and everyone rushed up to look out, and then couldn't stop walking towards the door of the building. Go and look at the sudden hope.

The open space, the open vision, and the lights that are getting closer and closer make it clear to everyone that it is a car or a car. The familiar sound of a car also sounded in my ears.

There is more than one car, and the model is not a small car.

Getting closer, getting closer.

When the long train of cars finally drove into everyone's eyes, everyone cried except for Du Ang, blue and white vehicles, red vehicles, green vehicles, police cars, fire trucks, military vehicles.

"Long live the Motherland......"

"Long live the people's soldiers......"

One after another, the shouts were irrepressibly shouted out of their choked throats. Gradually called into a mountain.

When you are at peace, you may not think of these lovely people, but when you are in danger, you will cry and laugh at them, they will be your guardian saints.

Du Ang, who was watching from the sidelines, was relieved, and a smile appeared on his face: Cao Cao Cao is here, isn't the person who saved the people coming. He, who doesn't want to be a hero, should be hidden behind the scenes.