The tools used to dig the soil are not suitable for this job. [Ran^Text^Library] [].d.m

People who dig with tools are not suitable for this work.

The time is getting to dusk.

The glow of the setting sun dyes the clear blue sky with a bright red sunset.

The glow of the sun is reflected in the giant mushroom forest.

The colorful mushroom hat emits colorful sparkling light in the glow, like a lifelike oil painting dotted with various paints, but it is not eye-catching, but it is unusually beautiful.

And beside the giant mushroom forest, people who are sweating like rain are not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery near them.

Ten people, including Luo Qi, who had recovered some strength after resting for a while, took turns to fight with sticks, shovels, kitchen knives and large iron pots, plus the physique of the nine people was also much stronger than before the disaster.

After a long time, a pit with a depth of seven meters was finally dug out.

During this period, because of the fluffy soil on the ground, the wall of the pit that was dug out collapsed twice, and almost buried several people who were digging at the bottom of the pit into the pit.

Fortunately, someone took care of the pit and used a thick rope to wrap his waist, so there was no accident, but the nine people who dug the pit were inevitably disgraced in the end.

However, after digging a seven-meter pit, there was still no water at the bottom of the pit, and the ten people were discouraged.

At the edge of the pit, Wu Jin casually dropped the short-handled shovel that had begun to roll the blade because of the wrong way of use.

He rubbed his hot palms together, and his face, covered with dirt and black ash, showed a look of anger.

Cao Bin and another geography teacher stood in front of him in an orderly manner, both with embarrassed faces.

"I said you, you!"

Wu Jin raised his hand and pointed at the two people in front of him, and the anger on his face was gradually replaced by helplessness.

He let out a long sigh and said softly and tiredly, "Forget it. ”

"Let's go back to camp first."

"Tomorrow, we'll figure it out again."

Hearing this, Cao Bin and another geography teacher were both relieved.

Cao Bin had a smirk on his face, and nodded at Wu Jin and the seven people behind Wu Jin, "Next time, next time." ”

"Don't worry, next time, you will definitely find water."

Hearing this, nine people, including another geography teacher, all rolled their eyes at Cao Bin.

The ten men put away their tools, their morale was low, and they returned to the wall in despair.

For dinner, still baked dough.

Because of the lack of water, the dough is baked harder than yesterday.

Luo Qi, who had just returned to the camp and was already hungry, did not dislike it at all as he did yesterday.

He ate it so sweetly that it was almost one bite at a time.

Two for two.

Three mouthfuls, no third bite.

At this time, the supply of food is already very tight.

Everyone, there are rations restricted.

For a high-end laborer like Luo Qi, the food in his hand is just two dough that is difficult to swallow.

"I said."

Luo Qi stroked his stomach that was not satisfied at all, and turned his head to look at Li Fatzi, who was also stroking his stomach and pursed his mouth.

"What you said last time, where is the supermarket sign, the closest to here?"

Hearing this, Li Yuangang's face immediately showed joy and yearning.

As soon as he grasped Luo Qi's hands, he did not hide his fanatical eyes, staring straight at Luo Qi.

Facing Fat Li's scorching gaze, Luo Qi only felt a burst of creepy, and a chill surged out of the spine in his back.

"Ge Laozi, let go!"

"You fat melon baby, what are you doing when you catch Lao Tzu!"

"Lao Tzu doesn't have a basis with you, let it go!"

Li Fatzi didn't let go, but grabbed it tighter.

In order to cope with hunger, he has given up.

"Boss, you're my big brother,"

"You're my brother!"

Hearing this, Luo Qi couldn't cry or laugh.

He pulled out his hands from Li Fatzi's hands and said, "Okay." ”

"Hurry up, it's getting late."

"The night is not deep enough."

"Your brother and I, I still want to go to bed early!"

Hearing this, Fat Li nodded vigorously, looking like a young chicken pecking rice.

But soon, Fat Li stopped nodding again.

He looked at Luo Qi and said, "We, do you want to tell Principal Zhang first." ”

Hearing this, Luo Qi smashed his mouth and nodded.

His face remained unchanged, and he said as a matter of course: "Of course, we have to let the old guy give us ideas." ”

"It's dangerous to walk through the ruins at night."

"I don't want to go at night, but I want to go during the day, so it's better to have a good plan."

"And when it comes to things like this, that old guy is really a little bit better than me."

It didn't take long for Luo Qi and Li Fatzi to find Zhang Chunjun.

The two told Zhang Chunjun about their desire to go to the ruins to find food and water.

Zhang Chunjun agreed with the two people's ideas.

He followed Luo Qi's dirty ideas, racked his brains, and devised a sophisticated search plan.

This plan is meticulous to the arrangement of personnel and the control of time, and it also ensures the excavation project of the strong laborers to the greatest extent.

When she first heard such a plan, Luo Qi secretly rejoiced.

And in a burst of joy, I admired Vice President Zhang's ability more and more.

Of course, Luo Qi only admires ability, and still despises Principal Zhang's character.

The first scream was extremely abrupt and without warning, but it was tragic and piercing.

Luo Qi, who had already discussed tomorrow's arrangements and was about to disperse separately, Li Yuangang and Zhang Chunjun all turned their heads and looked in the direction where the screams came from.

The heat flow converged in Luo Qi's eyes and ears.

The distance was a little far, and Li Yuangang and Zhang Chun both tried their best, but they could only see darkness.

Only Luo Qi saw the periphery of the survivors' gathering place, Wu Yun, whose feet had completely left the ground in the dark night.

Wu Yun's mouth was wide open, and his mouth was going out, constantly spurting blood containing flesh.

The placket of his chest was also stained with bright red blood.

In the center of his chest, it was pitch black.

It was pitch black, like a part of the endless night.

The only difference was that in the dark center, there was a faint white light like a needle's eye.

Luo Qi's eyes widened, staring at the center of Wu Yun's chest, as monotonous as night.

"Ah~!"

Wu Yun's hands were ten fingers, clutching the pitch-black color in the center of his chest, and he opened his mouth to let out an increasingly poignant howl.

His fingers were tense, and several bruise-purple veins appeared on the backs of his hands as he pressed too hard.

"Poof!"

A low, muffled sound, in the midst of a sharp howl, was not noticeable.

The area of dark color, with the sound of a muffled sound, nearly doubled in the center of Wu Yun's chest.

Wu Yun's hands fell.

Wu Yun's head also hung down.

The screaming sound from his mouth came to an abrupt end.

He's dead.

"Boom!"

Wu Yun's feet returned to the ground.

Luo Qi clearly saw that in the darkness of Wu Yun's chest, the white light like the eye of a needle quickly moved up and disappeared as his feet landed.