After a month, Yang Xiaohai, who had been wandering upstairs and downstairs, planned to run away from home. If it weren't for witnessing the precarious status quo of the unit door and Qian Yi's tragic end, perhaps Yang Xiaohai would still be living in his own world like his neighbor on the 4th floor.

March 30, 2030. Early in the morning, I woke up at 6 o'clock on time. After eating a hearty breakfast, Yang Xiaohai climbed upstairs with his stomach up. Today is still a dreary day with the sun.

I don't know when the local climate suddenly became dull. The northern environment, which originally had four distinct seasons, seemed to be only smog days, and it was lifeless gray all day long. The clouds are thick and low, and they seem to be pressing down at any moment. Yang Xiaohai almost forgot what it was like to be cloudless.

Bypassing the foul-smelling Li Juemin, he walked to the hot air balloon that was stored. Carefully flip the balloon out of the basket and slowly spread it out in the breeze from the rooftop. I was in a hurry last time, and I didn't bother to examine it carefully. Since you want to use a hot air balloon to get out of the predicament, you naturally can't afford to be sloppy.

Luckily, after checking from start to finish, the balloon was not badly damaged. It's just that the interface between the lighter and the hydrogen cylinder is a little loose. took the snail and the wire knife and twisted it, went back and forth, and picked up the hot air balloon that was fine. Then I moved the daily necessities of food and drink to the hanging basket, and soon I was busy with a stinky sweat.

Don't look at the three-person hanging basket There is not much space, and it takes a lot of time to fill it. In addition to drinking water, Yang Xiaohai didn't even eat. By the time I was satisfied, it was getting dark. I wanted to continue, but considering that he would have to adjust his physical and mental strength to an optimal state tomorrow, he forced himself to go home.

Arch on the messy sofa, and you should have made a nest for yourself. Obviously, the big bed in the bedroom is more comfortable, but Yang Xiaohai is reluctant to sleep. As long as he thought of Li Juemin lying on the roof across the wall, he would completely lose sleep. The sofa is good, although there are two lying outside the fire door, but at least there are two layers of doors, isn't it?

When night fell, Yang Xiaohai listened intently. It's quiet downstairs, at least the "infected" won't rush upstairs tonight. What will tomorrow bring? Whatever, leave everything to fate! Yang Xiaohai fell asleep with a heavy heart.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, as soon as the sky was polished, Yang Xiaohai climbed upstairs. Today was the day of departure, and he changed into cleaner clothes. Spirited up, he laboriously stuffed himself into the hanging basket. There are a lot of materials to be transported, and it is not easy to settle down. It's really poor and afraid, this one wants to be brought, and that one is reluctant to throw away, so he stuffs a small hanging basket to the brim.

Carefully stretching the balloon open, so as not to bump into himself with too much movement, Yang Xiaohai clumsily made the wrench unscrew the hydrogen valve. The sound of "bang" made Yang Xiaohai's mood even higher. It's finally time to get out of trouble!

With the anxiety of not knowing life and death, Yang Xiaohai waited quietly. It didn't take long for a brilliant crown of balls to stand on the top of the 17th floor, the tallest building nearby. The balloon gradually expanded, and Yang Xiaohai, who couldn't turn around, danced with his hands: "Niu X, real Niu X." Master, I'll fly, hahaha...... "For ordinary people who come into contact with this thing for the first time, even through the sturdy rattan, the experience of getting your feet off the ground is very wonderful.

Messing this thing off the ground without a teacher can indeed be a little excited. What is the saying? Happiness is easy to be sad, and those who pretend to be 13 are struck by lightning sooner or later - a hot air balloon filled with hydrogen sways and rises diagonally into the air. Seeing that it was about to fly out of the roof, the hanging basket was partially blocked by the guardrail on the side of the building. The balloon twisted and slanted. From a distance, the huge balloon was already floating in the air, but the small hanging basket was still stopped on the roof of the building.

Yang Xiaohai arched his buttocks so that he could have a little room to turn. The upper body leaned out, and with both hands on the guardrail, the sturdy rattan hanging basket was freed from the restraints, and then surged upward. In an instant, the bottom of the hanging basket rubbed the railing and flew out. The force was too strong, but Yang Xiaohai fell straight out along the hanging basket.

In a hurry, Yang Xiaohai grabbed it with his backhand. Not to mention, it really made him touch a dangling rope. No matter what it was, Yang Xiaohai hurriedly tugged, and with the help of the reaction, he turned back smoothly. "Whew......" A well-textured field sleeping bag flew out in a whirlpool. Seeing the "magic weapon" of survival in the wild, Yang Xiaohai felt deeply heartbroken. But after a few seconds, it was a relief. Compared to a small life, what is a little material?

Finally flew off the roof of the building, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the hot air balloon flickered and fell straight to the ground. He let the igniter whirl, but it didn't even work!

The height of the 17th floor, it is not a big deal to lower it a little. But the hot air balloon floated straight to the roof of the multi-storey building opposite! In the line of sight, Qian Yi's rickety figure gradually became clear. The pale eyes had already spotted him! Standing in the hanging basket, Yang Xiaohai clenched the "spear" with both hands, forced by the situation, he couldn't say, he might have to send his friends on the last ride.

Yang Xiaohai was ready for battle, and a small wind blew, blowing the hot air balloon flickering. Yang Xiaohai smiled awkwardly at Qian Yi and waved goodbye to his friends who were roaring and chasing. As soon as the hot air balloon gained momentum, it immediately soared into the sky, flying higher and higher.

In mid-air, Yang Xiaohai overlooked the earth. But seeing that the familiar living quarters are rapidly shrinking. On the streets, the remains of the "infected" can be seen lying on their stomachs. If you guessed correctly, this should be a masterpiece of "candy".

There was nothing to do, Yang Xiaohai couldn't help but diverge his thinking: it likes the brain of the "infected", but it has nothing to do with the humanoid Yang Xiaohaiqiu. From this point of analysis, the reason why the little black cat has become a big leopard must be inseparable from the deadly virus. The "infected" are brain-dead puppets, and the reason why they can still move is the result of the influence of the virus. But Yang Xiaohai, who eats the brain raw and is born as a human being, is still difficult to accept.

Thinking about himself, he should have been infected a long time ago, right? Maybe one day, maybe when he wakes up, he will be a painless monster again? Thinking about it, Yang Xiaohai was full of awe of the virus in his body. When he got tired of thinking, he changed his perspective and looked into the distance from the hanging basket. As far as the eye can see, there are continuous and dilapidated buildings. He thought he could find the figure of "Candy", but until the hot air balloon burrowed into the thick clouds, he didn't see the familiar black.

I don't know how many meters I have risen, anyway, the black and oppressive lead cloud is always floating around me. Yang Xiaohai really wants to increase the supply of hydrogen and let the hot air balloon take him with him to drill out this unpleasant thickness, but he is afraid of pressure changes, so the hot air balloon can not explode again. He doesn't even have a parachute!

Bring this crazy idea to life. The scenery under your feet is also chic, so it's nice to just look down at it. Being in the air, it didn't take long for him to realize that something was wrong—he wouldn't change his direction! In other words, it is completely impossible to control where it goes and where it falls. Even if it is a bunch of "infected people", it should be settled!

As time passes, the freshness of the ascension fades, and the cold invades the whole body—altitude is inversely proportional to temperature, especially in this early spring. Tightening all the zipper buttons and everything, he made an unexpected discovery—a black magnetic card. Yang Xiaohai remembered that its last owner was Li Juemin! I threw it away, why did I get tired of running into my pocket for some reason? Oh, yes, don't think about it if you can't figure it out, it's sloppy anyway.

You don't want to come here, but what can this card do, you have to think about it, right? Combined with the identity of the deputy head of Li Juemin's branch, Yang Xiaohai guessed that this card was likely to be a key card in and out of a certain place.

"Access card for the astronomical observatory? The secret to a private club? Hey hey ......"

People who have lived alone for a long time will always be a little different, and it is common to talk to themselves. This is not Yang Xiaohai's mental illness.

No matter what it is, since it was brought out of the house, and it doesn't occupy any space, it is just a souvenir to keep it. Pushing away the messy Wuzhi, Yang Xiaohai struggled to put the card into his pocket.

Considering that there was no electricity in the field, Yang Xiaohai did not bring a mobile phone, or even any electrical equipment. The space saved was reserved for household utensils and homemade weapons.

After flying for about half an hour, Yang Xiaohai took out canned food and bread, and ate the mineral water that had almost become ice. After breakfast, when there was no sense of morality in the "high-altitude throwing", I found that the waves under the hanging basket were sparkling, and all I saw was water.

Yang Xiaohai remembered that there was a big reservoir not far from home. "Dare to love, I actually floated this feng shui treasure here. I'll just say, people can't always be unlucky, right? Yang Xiaohai, who had been troubled by the lack of water for a long time, instantly chose a place to stay.

Look at the pressure gauge of the hydrogen bottle, the pointer is about to enter the red zone, well, the hydrogen is almost gone. Yang Xiaohai twisted the valve to reduce the output of hydrogen.

As the altitude decreases, the large area of earthy yellow color gradually becomes clear. Yang Xiaohai knew that the most critical moment had come. If there are groups of infected people running on the ground, it goes without saying that they will not be able to escape the life of the fresh "sashimi" after all.

Fortunately, the location of the reservoir is remote enough, and the state company does not allow people to fish and play and affect the water source, so no "infected" activities have been found. He waited helplessly, until the hanging basket hung on an old tree with a crooked neck, and the flight journey officially came to an end.

Laboriously crawling out of the hanging basket and standing on the wet muddy ground, Yang Xiaohai sighed. In front of you is the dam that intercepts the water of the lake, behind you are bare old trees, and at your feet are newly emerging wildflowers and grass. Such a beautiful scenery makes the old otaku who has been smoked by the stench for a whole month feel refreshed. The scenery is so intoxicating, how can you not look at it and feel refreshed? How can you not be refreshed when you hear it? With this free air, it's worth the risk!

Yang Xiaohai really wanted to look up to the sky and howl, but fortunately, his sanity still existed, and he didn't commit a second mistake after all. After standing by the water for a long time, he reluctantly returned to reality. No way, the scenery is beautiful, you can't eat it. You should live your life, do you?

Yang Xiaohaifu, who had a good taste, climbed the crooked neck old tree again, and first equipped the self-made armor - the frying pan. Even if no "infected" were found, it's always right to be careful, right? Climbing up and down many times, it can be regarded as moving the materials down the tree. Next, it's time to solve the urgent problem of survival: find yourself a safe place to spend the night.