Apocalyptic Capsule System

Hearing Mu Yingxue's doubts, Lin Cheng shoved the bread into his mouth three times and asked back: "What am I? Our two classmates have basically never met in four years, how do you know who I am? What kind of person?"

"It's definitely not like this now! Qi Rui told me that you killed Chen Jiande and his gang in the supermarket! Although they really deserve to die, Lin Cheng in my impression will never be such a ruthless person! Besides... Besides, you saved me later..."

Lin Cheng smiled when he heard the words, and then asked her back: "How can you be sure that I am not a ruthless person? It is true that I killed Chen Jiande's group, and I saved your life, but so what? It's me, I can do whatever I want..."

Speaking of this, Lin Cheng's tone suddenly turned cold, "And let me tell you, it's not just me, but the whole world is like this now, everyone can do whatever they want, the so-called etiquette, integrity, shame, benevolence, righteousness and morality have long ceased to exist! The world has fallen into a dark, bloody, crazy rhythm! I really hope that you will encounter some more troubles in the future, and let these bloody lessons teach you that killing is really just a small thing in this crazy apocalypse! "

Listening to the apocalyptic scene that Lin Cheng described to herself, Mu Yingxue couldn't help shivering. Maybe it was because of her luck. Although she had suffered a lot since the end of the world, she has survived under everyone's protection. It was considered safe, so she couldn't imagine what the scene Lin Cheng described was like, but it didn't prevent her from instinctively feeling a biting chill!

Seeing Mu Yingxue's pale face because of fear, Lin Cheng retracted his icy attitude, shook his head helplessly and muttered in a low voice, "Really a naive little girl..."

...

late at night.

The heavy snow that had been fluttering for a day finally stopped. Next to the G65 car, Lin Cheng sat on a tree stump on the side of the road, smoking a cigarette in silence against the cold wind.

Mu Yingxue had already slept in the car, and Lin Cheng turned on the air conditioner in the car because she was afraid that she might catch a cold. At this moment, he was struggling to turn it off while she fell asleep.

Cola also lay on the side quietly, raised his head and looked at the sausage in Lin Cheng's hand, the saliva in his mouth was about to flow into a waterfall.

After breaking a piece and throwing it to it, Lin Cheng continued to think about things.

From the morning to the present, although the journey of the day was a little bumpy, it was not tortuous. After all, since the convoy took the 317 provincial highway, there has never been a large-scale zombie attack, and the small-scale zombies were directly attacked. The steel behemoth was crushed into meat sauce, and there was not a single man-eater in sight.

Although the speed of the convoy was slower than Lin Cheng expected, which made him a little helpless, he actually knew in his heart that the end of the world had come for more than half a month, unless Aunt Qin's family had been prepared, or moved to a certain place in Qiongzhou ahead of time. Safe zone, otherwise the probability of surviving under the hands of the elusive man-eater just by the old and the young of their family... is extremely low!

Therefore, his top priority now is to rush to the Liancheng Safety Zone and find Mu Yingxue's uncle Mu Houyuan to learn about the distribution of Qiongzhou Safety Zone, because although Aunt Qin did not mention much about the specific position and level of her husband Uncle Li, But it is precisely because of this apparently covert attitude that Lin Cheng understands more clearly that this Uncle Li may not be too small!

However, in the apocalypse, no matter how bad the background is, it will turn into a pile of loess at any time. The only advantage of these privileged people is that they can learn about some things earlier than ordinary people, or give priority to safety when things first happen. transfer.

At the beginning, as an angry youth, Lin Cheng despised the corrupt officials who used the power in his hands to bend the law for personal gain. At this time, he extremely hoped that Uncle Li's official position would be higher, so high that he could get priority for safe transfer...

With these sad things in mind, Lin Cheng had already lost several cigarette butts at his feet.

Suddenly, he felt someone leaning towards him.

Taking advantage of the moonlight reflected by the snow, Lin Cheng turned his head and glanced at it. When he saw that it was the owner of the Volvo XC90 in front of him, he nodded lightly to say hello, and then continued to feed Coke and lit a cigarette again.

The owner of Woerwo was an old man with gray hair. Seeing that Lin Cheng just nodded politely to him, he turned his head away, and he didn't care. Instead, he walked to Lin Cheng's side and stopped.

"Young man, can you give the old man a cigarette?"

Lin Cheng nodded indifferently when he heard the words, took out the remaining cigarette case and handed it to the old man, "I'll give it to you."

The old man was not polite, he took out a cigarette and lit it and put the few remaining cigarettes into his pocket.

He took a sip with a look of enjoyment, as if he hadn't smoked for a long time, the old man couldn't help but coughed a few times, and then said, "Young man is not bad, it's refreshing! But I don't stay in the car on this cold night. Instead, you are smoking a cigarette in the cold wind, it seems that you have a lot of troubles..."

After speaking, the old man laughed twice and took a deep breath from the cigarette in his hand.

When this old man appeared, his thoughts were interrupted, and Lin Cheng was already a little impatient. Hearing that, he frowned and stabbed back: "I'm young and strong to blow my hair, so I will cool down, but you are such an old man who came out to do it. Well? Aren't you afraid of being paralyzed by the cold wind?"

Listening to Lin Cheng's unhappy irony, the old man laughed again and didn't care, "To tell you the truth, old man, if I hadn't seen you smoking one by one in the car, I would be very jealous, how would I be running in the cold weather? Come out and drink the Northwest Wind? So, boy, this cigarette... you should still have some in stock, right? How about you give me a box? In exchange, I can tell you something very important!"

Seeing that the two-faced old man was still trying to deceive another pack of cigarettes from his hands, Lin Cheng curled his lips in disdain, called Coke who was lying on the ground, and prepared to go back to the car.

"Hey, lad, I see that you were quite refreshing just now, why are you suddenly playing with your face? The old man is just playing with you, come back, and I'll tell you about that very important thing. , hey...Since I entered the apocalypse where people cannibalize people, I haven't been able to find anyone to talk about for too long..."

The old man saw Lin Cheng turn around and left, and hurriedly called him back.

Lin Cheng was completely disdainful of the big things that this old guy said, but after hearing him mention it again, he thought that he had nothing to do anyway, so it would be okay to listen to him, so it was time to pass the time, so he turned around and sat back to the tree stump. superior.

Seeing Lin Cheng's return, the old man smiled again, and finally he couldn't help but sighed, looking at the snow-covered road ahead, he said, "Introduce myself, old man, my surname is Hong. It's an associate professor at the Institute of Meteorological Sciences of Zhongzhou University. You should also be a student of Zhongzhou University, right? I saw the girl in your car at school..."

"Since the first heavy snowfall since entering the apocalypse, out of professional sensitivity, a vague conjecture has arisen in my mind, but the data is too small and there is no computer to help analyze it, so I have been unable to make an accurate judgment. Judging from my intuition of studying weather and climate for many years, I have a vague hunch that the Millennium Extreme Cold may really come..."