Kyungwon shuttled through these mobile rooms, and came to the door by feeling.

It was a room on the second floor, with a rusty door panel and a U-shaped lock, and a clothes pole hanging from the hallway, on which were scattered hangers, and a few dirty shirts and old trousers hung there.

He was stunned for a moment, looking at the army-green uniform, which was a camouflage uniform, a very old camouflage uniform.

The camouflage uniform has mud on it, it has holes, and it is no longer worn.

It's not the kind of COS used, or bought online, you can see at a glance that the material is very poor, its material is very thick, not transparent, there are a lot of small bags, although it is tattered, but it can also be seen that this is definitely a qualified military uniform.

Brother Macho, is he a soldier?

Speaking of which, he doesn't seem to know anything about the past of the macho brother, and he doesn't inherit the memory fragments of the original owner like other time-travelers, and the past picture never flashes in his mind.

All he knew about Brother Macho came from the only notebook, but it wasn't a diary, just a ledger to keep track of material reserves.

There was hardly any slice of life to be found in that ledger.

He didn't know the true identity of the macho brother, or even his name.

Will the fragments he didn't know be hidden behind this door?

No matter what, he has to enter the door, he has reached the limit, in fact, now he has become very weak, even his perception has become very weak, although he is not human, but various organs have also entered a load state, must rest, to eat.

If there is nothing to eat in this room, he can only go outside to find food, and after eating, he can recover some strength before he can come back and continue to wash his blood.

Although he was carrying Tang Xue on his back at the moment, and he didn't have a key, he had the ability to control the microflora, and it was still very simple to open the door.

The right hand pressed on the lock, and the flora flowed and shaped, trying to twist the lock, but before it could be twisted, the lock opened and fell to the ground.

This lock. It was meant to be open.

Did you forget to close the door when you left?

After all, it's a given up residence, maybe when he leaves, he is lazy to lock it, he has no memory of the past, and he doesn't know what happened at that time.

The door slowly opened a gap, and a refreshing wind blew in the face, and on the opposite side of the door was a window, the window was open, and the wind carried the smell of sunshine and rain.

The first thing I saw was a rudimentary assembled bed, leaning against the window, clinging to the wall.

Kyungwon stood stunned in place, looking at the little guy sitting on the ground and sighing, and suddenly wanted to cry.

He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but the wound in his throat did not heal at all, and he could not speak at all.

Xiaobai sat there, looked up at him, walked to his feet, and snorted at him.

It was covered in dried mud stains and looked dirty, but fortunately there was no wound visible on the outside, and it didn't seem to be injured when it looked like it was jumping around.

Jing Yuan's hanging heart fell down.

It's good to find it, it's good to come back, Xiaobai has been with him since the first day, and he has long had a deep relationship with it.

He thought, since this is the former residence of the macho brother, then Xiaobai must have lived here, it must have recognized the road nearby, maybe it was it itself that threw off those zombies, and then followed the route in memory and ran to this house.

He put Tang Xue on the bed, trying to find something to eat in the room to relieve hunger and replenish his strength.

In his current state, there is no way to continue the blood-washing operation.

Tang Xue's complexion was very bad, but fortunately, he had already taken care of most of his wounds.

After some searching, he found the can on the table, and without looking at the label carefully, he could eat anything anyway, so he quickly ripped off the lid of the can and poured it into his mouth.

After eating the canned food, he came to the window, under the sunlight, to heal Tang Xue's wounds, exchange blood, there was no clean water, he replaced it with bacteria, used it as a cleaning liquid, and cleaned the wounds on Tang Xue's body by the way.

It took about two hours or so to get through.

Tang Xue was still unconscious, her breathing had become much more stable, and it should be fine.

Xiaobai is also alive, although he lost the off-road vehicle, as well as the food, water and various supplies on the car, but at least the person is still there, and there is no missing arm or leg, which is a blessing in misfortune.

Finally having time to rest for a while, he slumped on the floor, leaning back against the bed and looking up at the old home.

The space in this room is not large, about the size of a regular college student dormitory, a bed, a cabinet, a table, a paint bucket, and all the furniture.

The bed is an assembled bed, with two bunks, the upper bunk has a lot of sundries, the lower bunk is a bed for sleeping, the material of hardwood boards, there is no mattress pad, only a thin layer of sheets.

The cabinet contained clothes, some hammers, screwdrivers and other tools, and the table was a small desk, which was actually a workbench with disassembled pistol parts and a little lubricant left, and even a powder box and warheads.

Brother Macho seems to be able to make bullets by hand, but the gunpowder box is empty, only a thin layer of gunpowder like sand, spread at the bottom of the box, if it weren't for Kyungwon's keen sense of smell, he wouldn't know that it was a box containing gunpowder.

The paint bucket was supposed to be for fire, with a thick layer of charcoal ash in it, some pots and pans and stuff, piled together and placed in the corner.

A very simple house, at least no one has lived in it for at least half a year, maybe longer, Jing Yuan doesn't know when the macho brother left here.

Anyway, there is a layer of dust piled up everywhere in the house, probably because there is no ventilation.

and so on

He turned his head suddenly, and the wind blew on his face, and the window was clearly open.

Something seems to be wrong

He realized that he seemed to be missing a lot of details, and he looked back at the empty cans on the table, which were not dusty like the rest of the furniture, not that they were clean, of course, but the difference was evident when compared to the pots and pans piled up in the corners.

The canned food he had just eaten was much cleaner than the rest of the furniture.

What's even more strange is Xiaobai, he realized that there is an empty dog bowl on the ground over there, and the bowl is very clean, as if Xiaobai has eaten the contents of the dog bowl.

But what will be eaten in a room that no one has lived in for a long time, in a dog bowl that has not been touched for a long time?

Xiaobai is not the kind of puppy who is hungry, not to mention, Xiaobai had dinner last night, before the fireworks, they all ate, but it was just one night, less than 24 hours, no matter how hungry he was, Xiaobai would not eat that kind of moldy thing.

Kyungwon looked at the door in front of him and suddenly remembered that the lock was open before he came in.

(End of chapter)