Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Sun Is Shining! (Above)
"IāI know ......"
Lin Xi swallowed a mouthful of saliva and agreed with difficulty.
The cruel future outlined in Wu Qiuli's words shocked him, but he couldn't help but have great curiosity about the girl's background.
However, considering that this question may involve her father, whose life and death are still unknown, Lin Xi endured and endured, held back and suffocated, and finally held back again when the words had already been asked.
Of course, on the other hand, this is also a benefit for himself.
After all, before the cataclysm, someone like him could only be regarded as an "affordable man" at most, if Wu Qiuli really had a deep wealthy background, then he really had some unattainable inferiority, it was better for everyone to be like now, if you don't take the initiative to say, I won't ask, pretend that there is no such thing, and it is best to be safe.
"Okay, I think we're almost done, let's get ready to go."
Lin Xi turned his head to look at the camp that already seemed a little empty, and quickly changed the topic.
In the camp the night before, the half-extinguished bonfire was still smoking, but the people and vehicles were basically ready to go, lined up in a long line, and drove into the deserted streets.
At this time, Xie Changlong conscientiously fulfilled his obligations as a public servant of the people, and waited until all the remaining refugees in the camp boarded the bus, and then he took his two secretaries to board the bus and left.
It's just that before boarding the car, the figures of Lin Xi and the others in the empty camp also became particularly eye-catching.
Xie Changlong saw them from a distance, and a complex light flashed in his eyes.
"Huh, when it's not dangerous, it's going to put on a show, I want to see, at this time, if the back is not chasing with a wave of corpses, will he still carry forward his style and be the last to get in the car."
Seeing Xie Changlong's back disappear into the carriage of the bus, Lin Xi pursed his lips disdainfully.
"It's useless to talk about it, and you'll forget about my words."
Wu Qiuli pinched Lin Xi hard, "If that situation really happens, will you still insist on breaking the queen?" This man, it's all the same. ā
Lin Xi laughed dryly, took Wu Qiuli's hand and walked to a business car next to him, which was the car that the army had specially left for a few of them.
And since Wu Qiuli took the initiative to hold his hand before, he has never let go for a second.
For such a situation, both seem to be a little willing.
"Let's drive."
After getting into the back seat of the business car with Wu Qiuli, Lin Xi commanded.
Xia Qianzhu and the others in the car had already made a fire, and even the Wind King consciously squatted up early, and had been waiting for them, at this time, when he heard Lin Xi's order, he immediately kicked the accelerator, and the car jumped out with a snort, leaving only a deserted and messy camp behind......
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The wind from the wilderness swept through the tall weeds, revealing the dead city buried beneath.
In the post-cataclysmic world, all living things are occupying their own territory as if they are going crazy, the grass is breaking through the broken concrete floor, growing openly and wantonly in the long-lost sun, the wreckage of cars falling into the mire streets, and after the car accident is fully burned, the steel shells that rust so much that only the skeleton remains, setting off the entire long street as a kind of desolation and ruin after the catastrophe has ended.
"Quack-quack-"
A hungry raven screamed and swept over the ruins.
Lin Xi sat in the speeding car and looked up from among the ruins, only to see that the sky was more and more blue after half a month of rain.
Then, many years seemed to freeze into ice in this eye.
Stalking, hunting, all creatures are fighting to the death for a mouthful of food, looking out the window at the vibrant but cruel new world, he seems to have returned to the beginning of the disaster, to the days of starvation and inhumane foraging every day.
If he hadn't been lucky enough to awaken his [Digestion] ability, I'm afraid this kind of life would have continued in the future, and it would have continued until one day he would have died in another battle and become someone else's prey.
However, it was such a [digestion] ability that made his fate embark on a completely different path from then on, and his position in the food chain has also undergone earth-shaking changes.
If it weren't for that, he wouldn't be able to sit comfortably in a wide car like he is now, hugging him left and right, enjoying the envy and awe of the rest of the people, without carefully calculating the distribution of every calorie and living a precarious life even if he broke a piece of jerky and ate it in strips, as the survivors still did in a corner of the ruins.
All of this, so to speak, was brought to him by the ability to digest.
Unfortunately, all these benefits are negated by the presence of instinct.
Even after feasting on the blood of the dragon wolf, his instinct had temporarily fallen into a deep sleep, but the feeling as if he was stabbed in his back did not weaken in the slightest, but as Lin Xi became stronger, this latent threat became more and more terrifying, more and more obscure, just like the huge black shadow floating under the iceberg in the far north, giving him a terrifying illusion that he might overturn and die at any time if he relaxed slightly.
However, just as Lin Xi was feeling mixed feelings in his heart, a fierce burst of gunfire suddenly came from the front of the convoy, interrupting his contemplation.
"What's going on?"
Lin Xi changed his posture of propping his elbows on the window and supporting his cheeks in contemplation, sat up straight, and asked.
He originally left the broken queen, but he didn't expect that he didn't encounter any risk after the broken one, but he seemed to encounter an enemy on the way to the road that had been cleaned up once.
"What's going on up ahead?"
Hearing Lin Xi's question, Xia Qianzhu in the passenger seat immediately asked with a walkie-talkie.
The answer from the driving vehicle ahead was quickly passed back.
It turned out that directly in front of the direction of the convoy, a group of corpses of more than 100 people was suddenly blocked.
Originally, with the firepower of Lin Xi's convoy, it should not be difficult to annihilate this number of corpses, but in the corpse group, there was also a certain number of walking corpses, these guys who were quite good in both agility and strength caused a certain degree of countermeasures to the heavy firepower of the troops, so they encountered a little trouble.
"Sir, it's going to take a while to end the battle......"
This is the closing remark from the front.
Perhaps because he knew the identity of Lin Xiyi, the walkie-talkie, the soldier in charge of answering the battle situation was quite polite.
Hearing him say this, Lin Xi didn't say anything more, just got out of the window of the moving business car with a short body.
Because the speed of the convoy was not fast, he jumped from the roof of one car to another with ease, like a civet cat, and soon overtook the past.
"I'll go take a look!"
He casually dropped a word, and the person was already fluttering, and instantly rushed to the front of the convoy.
Then he didn't think about it, he pounced directly in the rain of bullets, and the claws of the faint blue cold light flashed from his fingertips, aimed at a walking corpse that rushed the most, and grabbed it with his head and face!
"Die to Lao Tzu!"