The raging fire, burning on the dry branches, baked the bottom of the iron pot and boiled the food in the pot. [Ran^Text^Library] []

There is a lack of water, but the silver rhizomes that are picked are rich in sap.

But even so, in order to cook this pot of things, Luo Qi and others found many rhizomes and chopped them all to sparse up, only to get a small half pot of brown liquid.

Ten survivors, all around the pot, sat on the ground.

From time to time, someone will fill the fire under the pot with some dry firewood.

"I ate some of this worm meat when I was in the forest."

Luo Qi stretched out his hand to lift the lid of the pot, put the short spatula into the pot, pounded the boiling juice, and pieces of meat from the soup noodles floated out one by one.

He observed the color of the pieces of meat in the boiling soup, then withdrew the spatula and put the lid back in place.

"I'm fine now, so this meat shouldn't be poisonous."

Luo Qi turned his head and glanced at the people gathered around the pot, then lowered his head again, picked up a branch from the ground in front of him, broke it and threw it into the fire under the pot.

For a while, everyone's eyes converged on the pot, and the atmosphere was a little dull.

The first to break the dullness was Zhang Chunjun.

"Alas~!"

The old man's withered face was full of haggard and hard work.

He let out a long sigh and said with a sad expression: "Since those meteorites have fallen, this is only the sixth day. ”

"The whole school, more than 30,000 teachers and students."

"I'm afraid that those who can live now, just, just, only those of us are left."

"Alas~!"

The old man sighed again and tilted his head.

Listening to the old man's words, Luo Qi's heart was filled with bitterness, but his face did not change in the slightest.

He looked at the fire under the pot and remained silent.

Wu Jin, who was sitting next to Luo Qi, turned his head to Zhang Chunjun and persuaded, "Principal, it's not your fault. ”

"Don't think too much, you always have to pay attention to your body."

Hearing this, Zhang Chunjun shook his head.

Between his brown eyes, there were faint tears of crystalline light.

His voice was low and soft.

"First the bats, then the bugs, and then the zombies."

"Where did so many demons and monsters come out of this world?"

"Those students, those teachers."

"What's wrong with them? Will you end up dead and dead? ”

Tears flowed out of Zhang Chunjun's eyes and climbed up to the face that had been left by the years.

The old man's shoulders twitched slightly, and he quickly buried his head and began to sob.

The old man's words undoubtedly touched everyone's hearts, Li Fatzi and Wu Jin's eyes suddenly turned red, and Xu Ruoyu and Du Li also began to wipe their tears.

Most of the rest were sad with tears on their faces.

The only one whose face has never changed is Luo Qi.

Luo Qi stretched out his hand, lifted the lid of the pot, looked inside, and then put the lid back in place.

He turned his head, looked at Zhang Chunjun, who was "squeaking" in his mouth, and said, "I have found everyone's corpses." ”

As soon as his words fell, the eyes of the rest of the people suddenly focused on him.

Under the attention of everyone, he was silent for a while, and then said, "Those corpses are in that huge body. ”

"The fire burning on the giant body has been extinguished a lot, but the appearance of those corpses is a little miserable."

"Along with those corpses, there are quite a few bones."

"There are many kinds of bones, some people have livestock, even birds, and on some fresh corpses, there are traces of gnawing by their own kind."

"It's only been six days since the meteorite came to the world, and even if it died six days ago, the body wouldn't have decomposed so quickly."

"So, I speculate."

"The monster we met last night must have loved fresh flesh."

"As for those zombies, they must have something to do with that monster."

"Even, including those disgusting bugs that attacked us."

Luo Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was inadvertently aggravated.

"It's also commanding in the shadows!"

Luo Qi snorted coldly, lifted the lid of the pot directly, and put it aside.

He fished a bowl of soup full of pieces of meat from the pot, put it into a deformed lunch box, and then handed the lunch box to Zhang Chunjun.

"Let's have a bit."

"Your body is weaker than ours."

Silent.

There was a brief silence.

Zhang Chunjun stretched out his hand and took the lunch box handed by Luo Qi.

He looked at Luo Qi, and his eyes overflowing with tears suddenly revealed a complicated look.

"Luo Qi."

"I, why do I suddenly feel like I don't know you anymore."

Hearing this, Luo Qi pulled the corners of her mouth slightly and turned her head.

He looked down at the pot on the fire and scooped the broth out of the pot.

He picked up another lunch box and put the broth in it.

He lowered his head, looked at the soup in the lunch box, and said: "In the world, the most unpredictable and unknowable thing is the human heart." ”

"Because, people's hearts always change."

"And when people's hearts change, people change."

Luo Qi picked up the lunch box and handed it to Du Li.

"For Zhao Tianying's sake, drink it clean."

Hearing this, Du Li was silent.

She was silent for a moment before stretching out her hands and picking up the lunch box handed over by Luo Qi.

Luo Qi scooped another bowl of soup and handed the lunch box to Xu Ruoyu.

In the next bowl, Luo Qi handed it to Wu Jin.

Wu Jin took the lunch box, looked at Luo Qi with a surprised face, and said, "Xiao Luo." ”

"Is that human-faced monster you said really capable of making people lose their human sanity and turn them into walking dead?"

Hearing this, Luo Qi didn't answer, but continued to stir the broth in the pot with a short spatula.

He shook his head, scooped another bowl of soup, and handed the lunch box containing the broth to an injured survivor.

Li Yuangang, who has been looking forward to it for a long time, is the last person to get the lunch box.

In the lunch box handed to him, there was only one piece of meat in the soup that could already show the figure of a person.

He pursed his lips and pouted with some dissatisfaction.

He pouted and looked at Luo Qi, only to find that all Luo Qi had scooped up for himself was some thin soup, and there was not even a piece of meat scrap in it.

Under the somewhat surprised gaze of Fat Li, Luo Qi raised his head and drank the soup in the lunch box in one gulp.

Never getting an answer from Luo Qi, Wu Jin frowned and put the lunch box on his chest.

Zhang Chunjun took a sip of the broth in the lunch box, and then said slowly: "I have heard that this strain grows in the equatorial subtropical environment. ”

"This fungus secretes a spor, which contains a strange substance, and as long as an ant gets a little bit of it, then the ant will go crazy to kill its own kind."

"But people are not ants."

"So."

Luo Qi put down the lunch box and took Zhang Chunjun's words.

He looked at Wu Jin, who seemed to have an understanding, and said in a flat tone: "They will struggle." ”