Chapter Twenty-Eight: Meet the Survivors Again
"Brother Ye, where did you say these fresh vegetables came from?"
In the kitchen, Hanxiang changed into clean clothes, wore a short skirt, and stepped on leather boots, looking more youthful and beautiful. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
However, she was holding a cabbage in her hand, curious about the baby's observation. The vegetables are found in the kitchen and are still fresh, and there is even some fresh meat.
"You care so much, you can eat it anyway, hurry up and cook the vegetables."
On the balcony, Ye Fan leaned there, quietly looking at the dark sky, answering without looking back, and continued to be in a daze.
In fact, he can't figure it out, but since he can't think about it, don't think about it, it's better to keep a quiet heart to suppress the mutant virus in his body.
"Why don't you cook it yourself?" Hanxiang muttered a little dissatisfied.
I never thought that a faint sentence came from outside the balcony: "I can eat, I can't cook!" ”
Okay, Hanxiang rolled her eyes, took a kitchen knife and began to chop vegetables, looking at the sharp movements, thinking that in reality she is a hardworking and capable girl.
"Brother Ye, what kind of meat do you say these meats are?"
Hanxiang once again turned into a curious baby, looking at a piece of fresh meat in a daze, I had never seen such meat.
Ye Fan glanced back and said impatiently: "It doesn't matter what kind of meat he has, it's okay if it's not human flesh anyway, hurry up and cook it, my stomach is almost hungry." ”
"Aren't there those compressed foods?" Hanxiang crossed her waist dissatisfied, and her big eyes glared at this lazy thing viciously.
Hearing her words, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly: "That thing doesn't taste at all, it's like eating toothpaste, so don't eat it." ”
"I said, can you please stop being so grinding."
Ye Fan finally got impatient, walked down the balcony, came to the kitchen and picked up a knife and brushed it, and with a few clicks, the fresh piece of meat was immediately chopped into a pile of pieces.
"Hurry up... They are all starving to death. ”
The two of them were busy, but they were so busy that they were suddenly dumbfounded, because there was no place or thing to make a fire in the kitchen.
Thinking of this problem, Ye Fan and Hanxiang looked at each other, carefully inspected the entire kitchen, and found that there was no electricity, no fire, and no natural gas.
"Well, I'm suddenly skeptical of the intelligence of artificial intelligence." Ye Fan slapped his forehead and was speechless.
In the whole kitchen, there are fresh vegetables, fresh meat, and even dishes, chopsticks and knives, but why doesn't your sister have anything to cook?
What about the pot for cooking rice and stir-frying?
The two stared at each other, and Hanxiang suddenly burst into a crisp silver bell-like laugh.
Giggles...
She smiled and was out of breath, her chest rose and fell for a while, and it looked like she had a youthful taste.
"Damn, what the hell is artificial intelligence doing, since it imitates human life, why don't you even have a fried rice to cook vegetables, so what do you do with these vegetables and meat?"
Ye Fan scolded and said hatefully: "Is it difficult to eat it raw?" Or, the program won't eat at all. ”
A handful of vegetables were stuffed into his mouth, and after a few clicks and swallowed them, Ye Fan went back to the room sullenly.
The rest of Hanxiang was leaning forward and backward with a smile, almost rolling, and looking at Ye Fan's face, he felt a little funny.
Just now, Ye Fan found some vegetables, and asked her to come over to cook without paying attention for a while, but she didn't notice that there was nothing to cook rice and stir-fry in the kitchen.
In the bedroom, Ye Fan was lying on the wound, holding the alloy war knife, and began to rest with his eyes closed.
At the door, Hanxiang carefully stuck out her head, suddenly made a grimace at him, saw Ye Fan shrank back in fright after opening his eyes, and ran back to another bedroom to rest.
The sky outside was still gray, no night, no sun, as if it would always be so dark and dreary.
This sleep was very unstable, Ye Fan's mind was full of some messy pictures, and even some black data chains flashed, making it difficult for him to sleep.
Silently estimated in his heart, after resting for eight hours, Ye Fan finally got up, and at this time, Hanxiang also walked out of the bedroom.
"Get up, let's go!"
Not much nonsense, Ye Fan packed up his things and prepared to leave, carrying an alloy war knife, opened the door and walked out.
Behind him, Hanxiang followed cautiously, but kept a certain distance. Not only was Ye Fan's request, but she didn't want to get too close to Ye Fan, after all, he was infected by the virus.
As soon as he went out, Ye Fan seemed to be incarnated into a fierce beast, carrying an alloy war knife and slashing and slashing, his head was rolling all the way, black blood was spraying wildly, and Han Xiang behind him was terrified.
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Venting the depression in his heart, Ye Fan felt much more comfortable, the black lines on his face were also reduced a lot, and one eye returned to normal.
"Brother Ye, you are so powerful, you are still so energetic after being contaminated by the virus."
Hanxiang said with a smile, and as a result, Ye Fan glared back, and immediately took two steps back in fright, careful of his liver fluttering and jumping.
That look was too terrifying, and Hanxiang realized that Ye Fan's guy was extremely dangerous.
"Talk less, kill more." Ye Fan replied simply.
It's weird, talk less, kill more monsters, as if you're playing a game. Actually, it's a lot like a game, but it's not a game.
With this lesson, Hanxiang was much quieter, carrying a pair of daggers to kill some lone viruses from time to time.
She also wants a strong force to protect herself, at least enough to survive, otherwise she doesn't want to live.
The two of them made their way through the streets, slashing and slashing all the way, running all the way towards another block.
With Hanxiang's continuous recollections, it took a lot of effort to walk along the route and direction in her memory, and it took a lot of effort to cross three blocks.
"How far is it?"
On a street corner, Ye Fan stopped and asked without looking back. Behind him, Hanxiang looked at the environment in front of her, constantly trying to remember.
"After crossing this area, three more streets, I came across a bridge, and after crossing the bridge, I saw an army in the first place." Hanxiang said.
Ye Fan nodded, but suddenly thought of a question, and said, "Are you sure that you saw humans at that time, not those programmers?" ”
Belch!
Hanxiang was stunned, she really hadn't thought about this question, recalled it carefully, thought about it, and said seriously: "I'm not sure, but at least know the clothes of our Chinese soldiers, think about the clothes we wore when we came in." ”
"Not bad!" Ye Fan nodded, and finally didn't say anything more.
The two of them flashed, jumped out of the street corner, and immediately alarmed some virus organisms wandering nearby, and rushed towards this direction.
"You can take the eleven on the left, and I'll take care of the remaining twenty."
With a quick sweep, Ye Fan directly assigned the task, the one on the left was hunted by Hanxiang, and most of the people on the right came by themselves.
As for whether Hanxiang can hunt or not, he doesn't care at all, and it's nothing if he dies, anyway, he already understands the general route.
"Hmph, underestimate me!"
Hanxiang was very angry, brandished a pair of daggers, and her petite figure took advantage of it, rushing out like a swift rabbit, and stabbing several virions with a few brushes.
"Help, help..."
Just as the two of them were hunting for the virus, suddenly there was a rush cry for help from the street, and Hanxiang instinctively looked up, and suddenly turned pale with fright.
"Damn it!"
Ye Fan looked at the scene on the opposite street, and immediately scolded, a large group of people ran over in a panic, and behind him were densely packed with some terrible virus bodies, there were many of them, and there was no end in sight to a large area of black pressure.