Chapter Twenty-Eight: Left
"Father, someone is going to arrest me."
Zero snuggled in the arms of Zhou He, who had lost his armor, his hands tightly hooked his neck, his immature face showed a trace of unease, and his complicated eyes didn't look like a child, but after all, he was still a child, and no one would pay attention to that.
"Really?"
He gently rubbed her delicate hair with his hands, was it a nightmare? He guessed that maybe it was recalling some painful past?
"It'll pass, it's okay."
He reassured.
"Hmm."
Zero nodded obediently, stretched out his hand, and touched a layer of green scum growing from his chin, which was a little prickly.
Outside, the people were busy peeling off the fur of their prey, washing the blood from the fur with snow water, and then propping it up with a wooden branch and drying it by the fire. The skillful woman took the lead in putting on a simple animal skin coat, helping everyone to cut it with a knife, and then putting on a straw rope to make animal skin clothes one by one. Or cut the meat of the bear and set it aside by the fire to bake and smoke it to prepare food for everyone.
All in all, such busyness always gives people a warm illusion, but they are really in a hurry, because Zhang Ling and they found traces of ghouls, although Zhou He feels that the threat may not be very big, but if there are too many of them, he may not be able to cope with a pair of fists and feet.
"Father, I'm hungry."
Zero arched his chest with her head, her immature voice was full of dependence on him, she sincerely felt that this was the warmest and most comfortable place, it was a sense of security that she couldn't understand for the time being.
"I'll be fine later."
Zhou He was roasting bear meat on the fire with a wooden branch in his hand, and the firelight reflected his calm face in a deep and mysterious way, and his eyes occasionally revealed a hint of confusion about the future.
It may not be possible to get it back.
He was a little discouraged, the transporter had been paralyzed due to the lack of fuel and kinetic energy, and the star core had lost the location information of the logistics convoy of other subspecies, and they would wander around like blind people who had lost their eyes, without direction in the snow. They may never be found again.
He tore off a piece of the charred meat from the branch and tasted it in his mouth, and the meat was a little old. He blew on a small piece of roasted meat, and when the temperature was moderate, he handed it to Zero's mouth.
You have a general direction, don't you?
He thought that maybe he could go in the direction of the new city, and maybe he could get lucky enough to run into the logistics convoy of the subspecies, but he couldn't give up, and the lost lives on his back must be watching him, but they were a little heavy, and he was a little breathless.
Unfortunately, the Warframe does not support long-term flights, and it consumes too much energy, which can cause the Dawn Warframe to be paralyzed, and at that point, it will be useless like scrap metal.
"Are you all ready?"
Zhang Ling asked those who had already been dressed, most of them were young or middle-aged people, there were no old people and children, because this world was full of malice towards delicate people and life.
"I have an offer that we may need to find a safe place to stay first."
Goose feather snowflakes fluttered in the air again, Zhang Ling approached him, exhaled a mouthful of white mist, rubbed his stiff hands, and proposed in a gentle tone.
Zhou He glanced at her and understood the implication, which meant that such weather was not suitable for traveling, nor was it suitable for him to take some wounded people to find the traces of the subracial logistics convoy.
He nodded, "Are you all ready?" ”
Zhang Ling glanced back, they had already used up food, and nodded to Zhou He: "It's all ready, and the wounded can also move." ”
"You hold her for me for a while, I'll fly higher, look at the terrain, and judge where we should go."
Zhou He handed Zero into her arms.
"Okay."
She took Zero, and she could feel that Zero didn't want to be close to her, maybe the calamity made her personality tend to be introverted, right? But that's not okay, introverts aren't suitable for living in this world.
Zhou He put on the battle armor and flew to a high altitude, about fifty or sixty meters from the ground, and if it was higher, it might touch the forbidden area of science and technology mentioned by the star core, if he accidentally paralyzed the battle armor and fell down from a height of 100 meters, no matter how strong his body was, there might only be a puddle of flesh left.
The field of view at this height is already quite wide, and the trees on the ground are twenty or thirty meters high, and only a few can be fifty or sixty meters tall, probably because of the radiation.
The strong wind blew his swaying body uncontrollably, and he looked down, his eyes suddenly froze, on the top of the mountain about a kilometer away from the crowd, a group of ghouls with a number of about three or four hundred were marching this way, they should have smelled the smell of blood and followed, plus it took a little time, so the appearance was very reasonable, and it did not seem abrupt.
But that's not good news.
After roughly judging the direction in which he and the others were traveling, he immediately landed.
"Found a group of ghouls between three hundred and four hundred, less than a kilometer away from us."
Zhou He passed the news to Zhang Ling: "That's what you call a corpse." ”
"Then let's hurry up, leave the bear's carcass behind, don't bring the meat that hasn't been dried and roasted, try to wash the smell of blood on the body with snow water, and smoke and roast it with smoke to cover it up if it can't be washed."
Zhang Ling ordered, and most of the people who heard the news of the corpse man acted quickly, such an atmosphere made them feel a little nervous, and from time to time they looked at Zhou He who was wearing a battle armor, and the steel battle armor seemed to make them feel a little stable.
"Let's go."
With Zero in his arms, he set off with the group, leaving behind a pile of burning flames and a paralyzed oversized transport vehicle.
The twists and turns along the way made Zhou He's soft heart gradually resolute, he had enough understanding of the cruelty of this world, and he was gradually adapting, people's adaptation to the environment is always amazingly fast, and survival is a good medicine to stimulate potential.
After climbing over a few hills, they found an uninhabited village, most of the houses had collapsed, they were all small bungalows that had gone through a hundred years ago, but Zhou He felt inexplicably familiar and close, even if he had never been to this place before, but he also existed with them.
The doors and windows are rotten and rusty, the steel door is gently pushed and falls like a pile of loose sand, the smell of decay and mold comes to the surface, the tables and chairs and furniture are also rotten because of time, and clumps of weeds have grown on the cracked ground like a spider's web, but because of the season, it has withered and withered, and the brick walls outside the house are crawling with withered yellow vines, if it were not for the leaves that have fallen and revealed the outline of a small bungalow, these houses are really not easy to be found.
They have been forgotten by the world, like an ancient ruin, left alone here, after a hundred years of wind and frost, almost all traces of human life have been erased, and everything that is unbearable has been decayed and cleaned, but it can finally shelter people from the wind and rain.
The people were scattered and crowded into three small neighboring bungalows, and after a brief cleaning of the house, they settled down temporarily.
The night crept up into the sky, and the flickering light of the house lit up, imprinting the faces of the people who surrounded it red. There is nothing to entertain and pass the time, and people have to go to bed early and continue running the next day except in a daze.