The heavens are dead. [Ran^Text^Library] []

According to Luo Qi's memory and understanding, this was one of the slogans of the uprising of a peasant uprising in ancient feudal society.

And that era, which was more than 2,000 years away from the era in which Luo Qi lived, could be said to be quite far away from each other.

But Luo Qi vaguely felt that that era was inextricably linked with the powerful power in his body.

Whether it was the memory fragment that belonged to Guan Yu in his mind, but made him feel like he had experienced it, or the red fireworks that burned in the darkness last night.

"Heavens."

Luo Qi's brows couldn't help frowning, and her lips squirmed slightly for a while before she whispered, "Dead?" ”

His mind moved slightly, feeling the sudden surge of heat in his body, and his face was suddenly full of doubts and confusion.

He looked at Li Yuangang with a puzzled face and asked, "I, why do you say this?" ”

"What's my purpose in doing this?"

Facing Luo Qi's inquiring gaze, the worry on Li Yuangang's face became even stronger.

He pursed his lips slightly, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only shake his head silently.

"Xiao Luo."

Zhang Chunjun squatted down, carefully looked at the doubts on Luo Qi's face, and said sincerely: "Think about it, did you dream of something just now?" ”

"You should check your body again to see if there are any changes."

Hearing this, Luo Qi blinked, then raised his left hand again and covered his forehead.

He grinned slightly, gasping.

"Hiss~~!"

"I didn't think it just now."

"Listening to what you said, I just realized that this head suddenly hurts."

"Oops~!"

Luo Qi covered her forehead as she stood up from the ground and twisted her neck under the worried eyes of everyone.

He raised his right hand again, pinched the back of his head, and said while kneading: "Hmm~!" ”

"It must have been chilled, and my neck was stalked."

On a typical construction site, there is a kind of four-wheeled cart.

The bottom of this cart is slightly convex, the whole is like an inverted funnel, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, because it is simple to use and easy to transport and the volume is large and suitable for putting things, so it is often used by workers to transport bricks and cement bags.

Today, in such a four-wheeled cart, there are dozens of loads of rice and flour, as well as more than ten catties of easy-to-store bacon and wax sausages, and more than a dozen barrels of pure mineral water, all of which were collected after everyone carefully selected in the ruins of yesterday.

After making sure that Luo Qi was fine, everyone had lunch, and tied two cauldrons, many clothes that were still wearable, and a few thick quilts to the roof of the cart with hemp rope, and covered the things in the cart tightly.

Yu Tong and Liu Yuan found a few more wooden sticks and steel pipes and made a sturdy stretcher that could be used to carry the cart.

The crowd piled up the insect meat and eggs collected before with the grain stored by Yu Tong, divided them into five parts and wrapped them all in cloth, and Luo Qi, Li Yuangang, Wu Jin, Wu Hao, and Zhang Qi took turns to carry them.

There are five cloth bags, and there are only five people, but they have to take turns to carry the bags, this is entirely because Luo Qi alone can easily carry three cloth bags, if Zhang Chunjun is not afraid of being too dazzling, Luo Qi can carry all five cloth bags on his body.

In fact, even with only two cloth bags on his back, Luo Qi's figure already looked quite bloated and tall.

When everything was put together and it was approaching dusk, everyone had to delay another night.

Around the lit bonfire, everyone had eaten dinner, and after arranging the number of vigils, they began to rest.

When the morning light first appeared and dawn was approaching, Zhang Chunjun, who deliberately stayed at the last vigil, hurriedly woke up everyone who were still asleep.

Everyone hastily drank some broth, tied hemp rope around their waists, and Yu Tong and Liu Yuan carried the cart and led everyone out of this temporary accommodation.

The landform of Chengdu has been completely destroyed, and no one can know whether the land with water described by Zhang Chunjun has been damaged.

But everyone really has nowhere to go, and they stay where they are afraid of cannibal monsters and lack of water, so they can only temporarily take what Principal Zhang said as their temporary destination.

Originally, in order to save time, Zhang Chunjun described the arrival route to Luo Qi as a straight line.

That is, the shortest distance between the start and the end point.

But now, after learning from Yu Tong about the location of several small reservoirs and wells along the Second Ring Road, as well as a waterworks, Zhang Chunjun has decided to change the route of travel, even if it is a long detour, to pass through these places where clean water may be stored.

After deciding on the route of travel, Yu Tong and Liu Yuan were familiar with this ruin, so they led everyone to quickly shuttle between the ruins.

However, there are too many ruins and broken walls between the ruins, and there are bricks, stones, cement, and reinforced iron frames everywhere, and it is very difficult for people to walk on them, even if Yu Tong and Liu Yuan lead the way, they have walked for more than ten hours since the morning, and everyone has only traveled more than 10,000 meters between the ruins.

The sun in the sky gradually began to set in the west, but it was not yet dusk.

Yu Tong and Liu Yuan, who were carrying the cart on a stretcher, had already stopped.

They put down the four-wheeled iron cart, glanced at each other again, and then turned their heads behind them again and looked at Wu Jin, who was carrying Zhang Chunjun on his back.

"From here, forward."

Yu Tong had a smile on his face and said to Wu Jin: "Liu Yuan and I have never been there. ”

"So, in this position, I can assure you that we should be safe."

Hearing this, Wu Jin was silent for a moment, then turned his head to look at Zhang Chunjun, who was on his back.

"Headmaster, look"

Facing Wu Jin's gaze, Zhang Chunjun pondered for a moment, then nodded, stretched his neck towards Yu Tong, and said, "Is there a suitable place for a night stay near here?" ”

Of course there is.

Yu Tong and Liu Yuan led everyone, turned left and walked more than 100 meters, and found a house that had not collapsed.

Which building was originally the top of a Western-style high-rise building.

It was originally built primarily to decorate rather than inhabit a domed-vaulted attic that collapsed during the disaster, but the attic was fortunately preserved and stands on the ruins of the tower.

The house is about four meters high and six meters wide in length, and the structure resembles a wide rectangle except for the semi-circular roof.

The house has only three walls and no doors.

For Luo Qi and others, such a house is undoubtedly an excellent place to shelter from the wind and rain and warm up around the fire.

The night was as thick as ink, and the entire ruins were enveloped.

The dim light of the fire illuminated the three walls of the house.