Fading God Card

The three were a middle-aged man with a stubble, a wrinkled old man who was screaming, and a woman who was talking to him, who looked about twenty years old.

The three of them were like him, with only linen underwear left on their bodies, they were all dirty, and they didn't know that they hadn't bathed for hundreds of years.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenming looked down at his chest and nodded with satisfaction.

Perhaps because of the rain in the open air, there is not much dirt on his body.

After carefully observing the three of them, Jiang Wenming found that the old man's left leg seemed to be broken by a stone, and a large area of ​​blood flowed out, but the blood did not change at all on the grass.

Seeing this, Jiang Wenming breathed a sigh of relief, then rolled his eyes, and slowly said to the girl who spoke plastic Mandarin:

"Oh, it's not stupid, I'm also Kang Kangxing..."

Jiang Wenming: ...(?-?*)

Three people: ... o(=?ω?=)?

"Phew, it's been too... It's been too long, I'm fine now!"

After a period of tongue and face rubbing and relaxing exercises, Jiang Wenming and the woman were finally able to communicate smoothly.

After talking, it was learned that the three of them had just woke up and found themselves sleeping in a ruin. They were frightened at the time, and they managed to climb out, and then met him outside.

And that old man must have been more unlucky, his foot was pressed by a thick cement board, and after the pause ended with a bang, half of his foot was left in the ruins. If it wasn't for the help of the burly middle-aged man, he probably still has hum in it.

Among the three, the woman's name is Zhou Changjing, who is the HR of a large company and can be regarded as a senior white-collar worker.

The man is a fitness trainer, the kind with real lumpy flesh, his name is Chang Yong.

As for the old man, Jiang Wenming didn't ask.

Because he had lost too much blood and died...

"It's a pity that I don't have any suitable things at hand, otherwise I can help him stop the bleeding..."

Chang Yong slumped on the ground helplessly, with blood all over his body.

What he just used to stop the old man's bleeding was only the tough-looking grass, but the effect was negligible.

Cloth?

Anyway, they tried, and the old man's sackcloth can't be pulled off at all...

Jiang Wenming, who was two meters away, comforted: "It's not your fault. Even if the bleeding is stopped from this kind of injury, he will die of infection under our current conditions. Now this will save him from suffering for too long..."

Zhou Changjing looked up at Jiang Wenming, and nodded secretly in her heart.

Although some people would definitely jump out and call him cold-blooded in the past, but judging from the current situation, this calm man's judgment is undoubtedly correct.

The world has changed, and being alive may be the greatest pain.

Chang Yong, who had expended a lot of physical strength, took a few breaths, pulled out a pile of grass and covered the old man's face, and looked around.

Surrounded by nearly collapsed buildings, there is not a single intact house in the entire community.

Judging from the situation of their waking up, it is likely that the guy sleeping in it was killed when the time stop ended...

Chang Yong shuddered, giving up the thought of going back to the ruins to search again.

No matter how daring he was, he would still be terrified at the thought of facing a piece of bloody meat sauce.

And even if you search, you probably won't find any useful supplies, after all, even the steel bars have been corroded by time and turned into slag.

The only good thing is that Jiang Wenming and Chang Yong are both bachelors who can eat enough for one person and the whole family is not hungry, and they don't have any relatives to worry about.

"Brother Jiang, what are you talking about? Why did the world suddenly become like this?"

Chang Yong looked around, seeing that there were only three of them in the entire community, it was conceivable that everyone else had already died, and he suddenly looked at a loss.

Sleeping at home, only to wake up and the world turned into such a bird, no one feels good.

"I'm the youngest here. Call me Xiao Jiang or Wen Wenming. I'll call you Brother Yong and Sister Jing, is that okay?" Jiang Wenming asked.

Seeing that the two nodded, Jiang Wenming pointed to the place five meters away from him, which was where the trash can was.

There, there is a round stone ball standing tall...

Jiang Wenming didn't have this thing when he threw out the trash.

So, could it be the meteorite that has not even been reported by the whole world, but suddenly appeared?

"This thing..." Zhou Changjing frowned.

"Is that the meteorite?"

That night, Zhou Changjing didn't fall asleep because she was harassed by a guy who failed the interview, so she witnessed the moment when the meteorite struck from the balcony.

I thought it was just a dream, but I didn't expect it to be real.

"What meteorite?"

Chang Yong slept deeply and didn't know about it, but he also became curious about the two-meter-high stone ball under the explanation of the two.

He looked around, broke off a branch from a tree next to the abandoned building, and then walked towards the stone ball while beating the knee-less grass.

Zhou Changjing opened her mouth, as if she wanted to stop him, but in the end she didn't speak, but followed him two steps behind.

As for Jiang Wenming, after the two of them passed by, they followed in the grass prints left by them.

Of course, a safe distance of three meters must be maintained.

Because when Chang Yong stepped into the distance of two meters from him, there was a squeak, and Chang Yong actually stumbled...

This made Jiang Wenming sadly realize that his aura of decrepitude has not left him with the passage of time.

"It's so warm, the stone is still steaming...it feels very comfortable..."

Chang Yong stopped suddenly after approaching the meteorite two meters away, with a look of intoxication on his face. Seeing this, Zhou Changjing and Jiang Wenming both stopped, and Jiang Wenming even stepped back another two meters.

"call!"

Looking back at the two of them, Chang Yong smiled.

"It's okay, this thing is just a rock, the surface temperature is about 40 to 50 degrees, it's not deadly hot, but..."

Chang Yong pointed to the distance.

The front of their building used to be a swimming pool, but after an unknown number of years, it was buried by all kinds of dust, and what grew out was a dense bush.

"I don't know if it's an illusion, I always feel that there is something staring at us inside."

"Is it a beast?" Zhou Changjing asked aloud.

"I don't know, maybe it's cats or dogs. After all, there were quite a lot of people who raised dogs in this community back then. I just fought wits and courage with those dog mothers who defecated everywhere..." Chang Yong shook his head with a wry smile.

But Jiang Wenming frowned. He glanced back at the quiet abandoned community, then at the soles of Chang Yong's feet, and suddenly sighed.

"Cats, cats and dogs are really annoying..."

"Brother Yong, if you want to do something, do it quickly, time is running out!"

Chang Yong nodded: "It seems that you, Xiao Jiang, have also noticed..."

He raised his big black foot and rubbed it on the grass blades again.

What made him slip was a puddle of fresh, hot dog shit, and it wasn't necessarily a dog, but a dog couldn't get away, because cats don't make mistakes like that.

And there was a piece of feces caught in his toe. When he dug it out, he found it was a bone, so this thing can't get away after eating meat.

If you eat meat...

In the community behind them, there is an unknown amount of meat sauce, and the whole air should smell of blood, but they are full of musty smell, which I can't smell.

But those guys who eat meat will not miss it. They haven't attacked them yet, probably just evaluating the fighting power of these statues that have never moved.

Once they realize that these three "statues" are just three movable canned meat, the picture will not be very beautiful.

Unarmed, just relying on a branch will not gain any confidence, so Chang Yong approached this meteorite.

In his opinion, this strange stone might be their way of life.

"It's a bet!"

Taking a deep breath, Chang Yong pressed his hand on the meteorite under the complex eyes of Zhou Changjing and Jiang Wenming...