In the dim light, everyone looked different, and quickly or slowly pulled out their guns.

"Jason, go check it out." Don Ji glanced at Jason and whispered.

Jason held the gun in his right hand, took out a flashlight from under the coffee table with his left hand, tried to turn it on, turned it off again, and silently got up and walked in the direction.

Knock knock!

The knock sounded again, and Jason walked to the door, leaned against the wall and asked, "Who?" ”

"It's me, Kim." Outside the door came the man's thick voice, this voice was unfamiliar to everyone here a day ago, even very strange, and today, everyone remembers this voice, Kim...... It's the highest commander in this layer of armed men, that is, the bearded man.

"What's the matter with you?" Jason's eyes were puzzled, the bearded man would definitely not dare to harm Tang Ji and these people now, and he was the person in charge of this level of security, and he had the right to enter any room, but at this time period, it was very weird, and Jason still had to ask.

"Is Mr. Tangy here? I'm here...... Brought him something. The bearded Kim said outside.

"Let him in." Tang Ji could hear the sound outside, it was not low, and he spoke.

Jason opened the door when he heard this, and there was a faint light in the hallway, it was from Kim's body, with a flashlight in his pocket, Jason saw him, Kim was carrying a backpack and a large plastic box in his hand.

"Come in." Jason opened the door and turned sideways, letting Kim walk into the room, but still holding the gun in his hand, as if he was a little worried about Kim, Kim noticed this detail, he had the right to ask Jason to put the gun away, but he didn't do that.

Don Guy got up from his seat, grabbed his stick and walked towards Kim, Maniela tried to get up to help him, but he waved his hand to stop him.

Don Ji walked to the door, and the forty-year-old Kim said as he put the large plastic box in his hand on the ground and said, "Sorry to disturb me." ”

There was a sound of water in the box, Kim bent down as he spoke, and opened the lid of the large rectangular plastic box, which was half-filled with water, and three big blue-black fish one foot long were swimming in the water, several of them were fat, and their bellies were a little big, and it seemed that each of them was a female fish with a belt, and the weight of a single fish should be more than a kilogram.

"The fishing boat just came back not long ago and brought you some ...... I'm sorry about the day's things, I'm confused for a while, I'm sorry...... I ......" Kim looked at Tang Ji and apologized sincerely, people of this age would not be embarrassed, but his expression was a little nervous, he was afraid that Tang Ji would not accept it.

Tang Ji interrupted Kim's words with a wave of his hand, shook his head slightly, showed a smile that was not close but not too distant, and said in a low voice: "Needless to say, I understand...... People have this kind of time...... It's over, it's fine. ”

"Thank you...... There is still ...... here" Kim breathed a sigh of relief, and as he spoke, he took off the backpack on his back again, it seemed to be heavy, he put the backpack on the ground, crouched down and unzipped it, allowing Tang Ji to see what was inside.

"Here are some canned food, biscuits, and dog food, not a lot, a little heart, I hope you will take it." Kim stood up as he spoke, Tang Ji looked at the contents of the bag, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said without the slightest excuse: "Thank you." ”

The bearded Kim soon left, and Don Quixy wanted Kim to stay for dinner, but Kim was very knowledgeable, and he knew that except for Don Quixy who seemed to be kind on the surface, everyone else looked at him very unpleasantly, so he didn't stay.

From the beginning to the end of the whole process, Tang Ji realized a great extent, and did not shirk, but thanked him many times, he hoped that Kim could feel at ease, in fact, the things that Kim brought were not less, and he could feel it from the weight of the backpack, not to mention those big fish, he only had a little power here, and the fish caught must be given priority to the core layer, he hadn't come that far, and it was estimated that he would have to exchange things for this kind of big fish.

Overall, he really wanted Don Guy to forgive him.

"Tomorrow there will be fish to eat...... Hi Duke...... Get down. Don Gibbon muttered to himself and walked back, and the Duke suddenly sprang out of the darkness, ran to the tank, and put his two paws on the edge of the tank containing the fish, and looked at the fish swimming around, his eyes reflecting the light of the flashlight, and it looked green.

Don Ji shouted at it, the Duke ignored it, hooked one paw into the water, paddling back and forth, Tang Ji reluctantly took two steps to its side, lifted it slightly with one hand, hugged it to the side, and then closed the lid of the water tank, and fastened it with a lock, and there was a vent on the lid, so there was no need to worry about the fish suffocating.

Tang Ji walked towards the coffee table, and the light gradually moved away from the door, and the duke was a little anxious to circle around the water tank, making the people on the side of the coffee table laugh, but because of the departure of the light, it jumped up again and caught up with Tang Ji's footsteps.

……

The night gradually fell silent.

After dinner, when everyone was ready to rest, Maniela sat on Don Guy's bed and talked to him for a while, kissed and went back to the inner room.

There was a lamp on the cabinet next to Don Ji's bed, the light was dim, barely illuminating everything on the bed, Don Ji was lying on the bed alone, wearing a shirt and shorts, covered with a blanket, his hands pillowed behind his head, barely looking at the ceiling by the faint light, his eyes blinking, he seemed to be thinking about things.

Soon after, the lamps in the four corners of the room went out one after another, and Tang Ji also turned off his lamp at the end, staggered his legs, turned slightly sideways, fiddled with the pillow, and closed his eyes.

Half an hour later, Tang Ji's body moved, he lay flat again, clasped his hands together on his abdomen, and opened his eyes.

The hazy moonlight has sprinkled into the room, Tang Ji's bed is close to the window, Tang Ji's eyes are very bright under the light, there is no slightest sleep, Tang Ji's sleep quality has been very good, but after the end of the world, he has suffered insomnia many times, today should have been a very reassuring night, but Tang Ji lost sleep again.

When he came here, he met Hillary, who had changed from the president of the company to the head of the private armed forces, and also thought of Monica, Will, and Sack, who had only been separated for half a day, and he wanted to stay out of the situation, no matter who was right or wrong, killing seemed inevitable, Don Quyi was injured, it was difficult to walk, he couldn't afford to play with them, and he was not alone.

…………………………

Around eight o'clock the next morning, the weather was fine, and the wind was beautiful for the day.

Lying on the bed, Tang Ji woke up with some bloodshot eyes, obviously he didn't sleep well last night, he found that the others had already woken up, but they didn't wake him up, and he spoke very quietly.

Laura was baking bread, Jason and Jon went out, Don Ji asked and knew that the two of them were going to the car to move some things up, that is, the modified truck, parked in the underground parking lot, at that time the car was made out, and it has been parked there, and it has not been requisitioned by Hillary's organization, think about it, you can understand that if they want to modify the car, with the existing manpower and material resources, they can get a few cars a day, and it is definitely better than Robbie John's later modification, they really don't need to conflict with the survivors for this.

Shortly after Don Kee woke up, Jon and Jason came up with some kitchen appliances, a lot of spices, and gas canisters and woks.

In the morning, Hillary sent someone to send a big fish weighing three pounds to room 316 to make up for Tang Ji's body.

At noon, everyone ate a fish, the largest one, the taste is very delicious, eating fish has never had such a strong feeling before, these fish can not live in the tank for too long, because of the lack of oxygen, so everyone must eat these fish as soon as possible.

In the afternoon, Kim visited Don Guy again and chatted casually, he could feel that Don Guy was not the kind of person who had a small belly and knew what to choose, Kim was also quite sleek, he could afford to put it down, and he went to apologize to Christine, but Christine didn't seem to appreciate it very much, and it wasn't until Don Guy looked at her that she reluctantly agreed.

The two did not talk for long, and Kim said that he had something to say goodbye, and before he left, Don Guy asked him for something.

It's very simple, go to the library and help Tang Ji get some books.

Kim returned to room 316 after only one hour of leaving, and found the ones that Tang Ji wanted, not too many, seven or eight books, but the library was very large, and it was more difficult to find, so it took so long.

The next day, Don Ji spent every day reading books, when he was tired of reading, he would get up and walk around the room, or stand in front of the window to look at the busy people outside, the food was very rich when he ate every day, Hillary would always send someone to send him something, all kinds of fish, shrimp and crabs, she still attached great importance to Tang Ji, but the more she was so, the more worried Tang Ji became, and now many survivors here know that someone living on the third floor of the Secretariat Building has an unusual relationship with the armed leader Hillary, which is what Don Ji does not want to see.

He didn't want to cause misunderstanding among the three people hiding in the shadows.

………………

On July 18, 2015, the fifth day of his arrival at the United Nations headquarters, Tang Ji seemed to have fully recovered his mental state and looked very good.

Tang Ji still tried to trot, but it still didn't work, it was very painful, and it was estimated that it would take some time, but it didn't take too long, no more than ten days at most, and Tang Ji estimated that he would be able to recover almost.

It was a quiet five days, with only a tiny fraction of the people at the United Nations headquarters leaving, but many more people came, more than 4,000 people, not very crowded, and there was no chaos, Hillary Clinton was constantly expanding, and the guards on every floor of the Secretariat building were increasing.

For Tang Ji and the others, these days have been very leisurely, women will not go out to work, and several men can do it or not, because they are not short of food, but Jason and Jon sometimes go out to help, maybe it is too boring to stay.

At two o'clock in the afternoon of this day, Tang Ji was lying on the bed reading a book, and suddenly there was a sound of arguing and cursing outside the window, Tang Ji frowned, looked up at the window, threw away the book, turned over and sat up from the bed, dragged the stump leg to the window two steps, and looked out. (To be continued.) )