Apocalyptic starship

The Rubik's Cube, which was basking in the sun, retracted the solar collector panel after a metallic mechanical sound, turned around and stood up to look at the national highway in the direction of the city.

"There are vehicles approaching. From the sound of the engine, it should be four vehicles. He is very skilled. He can actually drive four low-rise cars out of that damn zombie paradise." The Rubik's Cube's detection equipment is not a decoration. In fact, each car's Even if the engines are of the same model, there are still differences. The sound cannot be exactly the same, but no one is usually interested in paying attention to it. These things are like the fingerprints of each car to the Rubik's Cube, and it is very easy to distinguish them.

It folds a few times and transforms back into a toy racing car. It stops quietly in front of the forklift and watches the road.

The sound of car engines on the high-slope road became louder and louder. Soon, four cars appeared on the road near the factory. At the same time, the survivors in the car also saw the factory full of zombies...

"Ah - zombies! How come there are so many zombies in this place!" The girl's decibel level was so high that even the Rubik's Cube parked on the roadside could be heard.

"Don't panic! They are blocked by the wall and the forklift at the door, and we don't park here, so there's nothing to be afraid of." After the man driving the car said, he stepped on the accelerator, and the car suddenly accelerated. Even if it couldn't get out in a short time, No one wants to look at those things for a second time. The feeling of numb scalp and rapid heartbeat is not very pleasant.

Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—

Four cars drove past the Rubik's Cube quickly.

"Bah~ The smell of this car's exhaust is really not good. No wonder PM2.5 is so serious. Experts also said that farmers burned straw and caused haze PM2.5. Bah! After five thousand years of burning, there is no PM2.5. The result is this PM2.5 has been burning out for two years. Stupid humans can really bully farmers who have no place to make their voices heard for their own benefit. How dirty!”

squeak--! The wheels accelerated violently and rubbed against the asphalt road, and then the toy racing car jumped out with a swish. There were four cars in front of them opening the way. Those two idiots couldn't hit me with bricks, right?

On the national highway.

In the last car, a woman in her thirties looked back.

"Huh? What is that?" The woman in her thirties only saw something reflecting on the ground on the road behind her. Before she could see the car clearly, she entered the turning section. The little thing seemed to be driving on the road...

"What's wrong? Do you have anything?" said another woman in her forties who was driving.

"I just saw a small object reflecting light on the road behind me, but I couldn't see it clearly. I thought it might be glass or something."

"There are a lot of debris on the ground along the way, it must be glass." The 40-year-old woman driving the car said after looking in the rearview mirror.

Although the thirty-year-old woman was puzzled, she accepted this seemingly reasonable explanation. When she looked back again, there was nothing on the road except a few fallen leaves.

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Rubik's Cube was driving on the road in boredom. It was now 1:30 in the afternoon. It was time to go back and see how the camp was doing, and prepare for tomorrow's trip. While thinking about it, Rubik's Cube drove again to the residential area where the two idiots were. .

"Huh? Those four cars are also parked here. Do they want to stay with these families temporarily? This is not bad. At least the town in front is not that easy. It will be fine when the zombies are cleared tomorrow and the roads are opened. "On the roadside ahead, the survivors who got out of the car and several uncles and aunties stood on the roadside talking. The simple uncles and aunts also took out some of their own fruits to entertain these survivors.

"What's the sound?" Someone heard the sound of the Rubik's Cube's motor, and everyone followed the person's line of sight and looked toward the highway.

"Toy car? Remote control toy car?" A group of more than a dozen people looked at a blue remote control toy racing car driving in the distance inexplicably. At this time, is there anyone playing with this? What about the remote control person? The survivors of the convoy looked at several villagers, and the villagers looked at the survivors of the convoy, secretly wondering how they could escape for their lives without forgetting to play with their toys.

Only the woman in her thirties was stunned. Isn't this the reflective toy car following behind? But that place is several kilometers away from here. What kind of toy car can travel that far?

"Racing...International Car God...Spicy Tiao...Drink..."

At the same time, the Rubik's Cube that turned into a toy race car, the survivors of the team, and the uncles and aunts all focused their attention on the two drunken young people on the wall holding their arms and legs. These two guys were actually lying on the wall in this apocalyptic world. As they fell asleep, the boy in cropped pants turned out... to be an exhibitionist. The uncle and aunt felt that they could no longer give their son beer. The survivors admired the courage of the two, while the Rubik's Cube felt that these two idiots were incompetent. Throwing bricks at yourself again.

In this weird atmosphere, the Rubik's Cube sped past the highway with the sound of motors and disappeared around the corner of the highway...

"Would you like to catch up and take a look?"

"Forget it, he is probably a remote control expert survivor. He will inevitably have to deal with him in the future. Besides, there is no need to waste precious fuel on a toy."

Everyone nodded, this makes sense, oil is not easy to get now.

"Uncle and aunt, we want to live here temporarily, but I don't know if it's possible. The world is full of cannibal monsters. It's fate that we can meet each other alive. We can also work." A man who looked like he was in his forties said to him. Several villagers said, and the survivors of the convoy behind them nodded repeatedly. Emotions such as fear, hunger, despair, etc. tortured these people to be particularly haggard.

"Oh... You are a sinner. Don't be polite. There is room and food here, so you can stay here."

A few simple villagers are easy to talk to. After all, after coming to the end of the world and watching countless people die in front of their eyes, it is inevitable that they will feel like rabbits and foxes. They instinctively want to find some people to cuddle up with. This is human instinct. Besides, there is nothing in the vegetable field this season. Yes, there is no shortage of food in every household. Regardless of whether rice or corn is about to mature, in previous years, the food would be sold after harvesting the crops. But now, money is all over the place. It is useless. So much food is useless. Even if you can't eat, it doesn't matter if you feed a dozen or so more people. There is a mountain spring and stream in front of your door, so you don't have to worry about water pollution. There are too many people, it's lively, and you can have peace of mind even if you save a life.

The Rubik's Cube is still on the road.

After passing through the town and coming to the fork in the road, a drift brought a small puff of smoke into the asphalt road leading to the camp, but this time the Rubik's Cube was specifically wary of frogs blocking the way...

On the outside of the camp, the golf manor was originally equipped with a nearly three-meter-high metal grid. Now many boys and girls are reinforcing it according to the drawings given by the Rubik's Cube. Three iron pipe pillars are added between the iron pipe pillars, and a tilted and reinforced iron pipe pillar is tied with iron wire, so that even if there are zombies outside pushing hard, the grid net will not be easily knocked down. Of course, this is only a temporary expediency. We will need to carry out comprehensive transformation in the future, which cannot be done in a hurry for the time being.