Five Hundred and Sixtieth Chapters Doomsday (Fourteen)

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Dong Qing, who woke up wandering around, looked at the familiar ceiling, and after a long time, he remembered that he had fled back to the nest.

He wanted to struggle to sit up, but as soon as his arm touched the edge of the bed, a piercing pain irritated Dong Qing's nerves.

"Hiss!" Dong Qing sucked in a breath of cold air and turned to look. On his shoulder, there was a huge scratch that stretched to his left waist.

The wound was simply bandaged with a clean rag, but his actions just now obviously touched the huge wound, and the dark red blood seeped out from the surface of the rag.

Here, Dong Qing just woke up and made some noise, and Xiaoya, who heard Dong Qing woke up, pushed the door and entered, "How is it? Does it still hurt?"

Xiaoya held a hot towel in her hand, she came over and helped Dong Qing with difficulty, made him sit up with his back against the head of the bed, and then carefully wiped Dong Qing's sweaty forehead with the hot towel.

"It's okay." Dong Qing's face was turned pale by the intense pain, he just said this to reassure Xiaoya.

"How long have I slept?" Dong Qing, who finally recovered from the huge pain, turned her head and asked.

"Two days." Xiaoya's voice was choked, Dong Qing never woke up, if it wasn't for the weak breathing and heartbeat, Xiaoya thought Dong Qing was going to die.

"Two days" Dong Qing leaned against the head of the bed, panting, closing his eyes and thinking about something.

Xiaoya leaned on Dong Qing's shoulder obediently.

Dong Qing's body hadn't recovered yet, Xiaoya didn't dare to lean on it completely, but just put her head on Dong Qing's chest slightly.

"Is there more to eat at home?" Dong Qing said in a hoarse voice. The first thing he cared about after waking up was the food for the three of them.

Xiaoya was silent.

Looking at her like this, Dong Qing knew that it must be extremely bad.

"Look at the bag I brought back, there are a few pieces of bread I got in the interlayer." Dong Qing said to Xiaoya as if remembering something.

A minute later, Xiaoya took Dong Qing's bag to the bedroom, and saw that there was a huge crack on the gray leather bag, and there was no bread left in the bag except for a little blood.

"Damn!" Dong Qing cursed secretly.

There are so many scratches on his back, how could the backpack he carried on his back survived, and those precious pieces of bread should have been left behind.

However, it was not that there was nothing left. In the interlayer of the backpack, Dong Qing still found two bottles of pills, one for calcium and one for vitamins.

Dong Qing's expression softened a little. He took such a big risk this time, and was even surrounded by three living dead, mainly because of these two bottles.

They hadn't eaten vegetables for more than two months, and the three of them had more or less some minor problems. Among them, Zhao Zhenzhen's little girl who was growing up was the most important.

These diseases are not fatal, but they are extremely uncomfortable, and symptoms of dizziness from fatigue often occur.

"Brother, are you feeling better?" At this moment, the little girl Zhao Zhenzhen came in with a bowl of steaming black paste.

After smelling the food, Dong Qing involuntarily grunted in his throat.

During the two days he was in a coma, Xiaoya fed him liquid food every day, not to mention the small amount, and it didn't contain much energy. The body was repairing the wounds again, and it was a mess.

Dong Qing is no stranger to this bowl of black and gooey. Everything that can be eaten at home has been eaten clean. The three of them have relied on this thing for half a month.

A small amount of millet, sesame seeds, bark and instant noodles are added to make a pot of black paste.

In the past, Dong Qing couldn't bear to watch it, but now he can only live on this thing.

In the end, the bowl of black and gooey was divided equally among the three at Dong Qing's strong request.

From the faces of Xiaoya and the little girl, Dong Qing could see that they hadn't eaten anything for the past two days.

"How many days is there enough to eat at home?" Dong Qing asked after eating.

"If you save some food, you can last for three days." Xiaoya said.

The food at home was eaten as early as a month ago, and it was Dong Qing who risked his life to go out to make food, so they can survive until now.

It is a pity that the harvest is very small each time, and the days are still tight.

There were the last few packets of instant noodles left, and they were reluctant to eat them. Instead, they ground them into instant noodle powder, mixed with sesame seeds and a little millet to make a black paste.

Dong Qing and Xiaoya are college students after all. They know that there is a layer of tissue called phloem between the bark and xylem of trees. Fortunately, there are two trees in the yard, and the bark is mainly the part of the trunk that was dug.

However, it is not yet spring, the two trees have not yet germinated, they were dug by Dong Qing and others, and the energy absorbed from the bark is really limited.

Otherwise, knowledge can change fate. Without this little skill, without the support of those tree barks, the three of them would have starved to death a week ago.

The rest of the food at home, including the box of canned fruits and snacks, were all eaten up by several people a month ago.

"I'll go out and find something to eat tomorrow." Dong Qing said in a deep voice.

"Don't." Xiaoya hurriedly squeezed Dong Qing's hand. Dong Qing was in a coma for two days, which really frightened Xiaoya. She was too afraid that Dong Qing would not come back after going out.

Even the little girl Zhao Zhenzhen looked at Dong Qing eagerly, not wanting him to go out to take risks.

Patting Xiaoya's hand to relax her, and touching the little girl's head again, Dong Qing sighed, "If we don't go out, we will starve to death, I have to give it a try."

Xiaoya knew that Dong Qing had a stubborn temperament, and she couldn't pull a few cows back on the decision, so she could only say with red eyes, "I'll go with you."

"I'll go too." The little girl also joined in the fun.

"No, you're going to cause trouble, don't worry, I've been out a few times, and this injury was an accident." Dong Qing shook his head.

After all, he took out the two bottles of medicine, took out two pieces and stuffed them into the hands of the second woman.

"Eat them quickly, your body is too weak." Dong Qing said.

His lack of strength was due to the injury, and the second daughter was weak because they gave most of the food to Dong Qing, and the nutrition could not keep up.

Under Dong Qing's gaze, the two women put the pills in their mouths.

That bit of black stuff didn't make them full at all, let alone half of them were stuffed into Dong Qing's mouth. The pills were not meals, but at least they could be swallowed and their appetites digested.

The calcium tablets are slightly bitter, while the vitamin tablets are slightly sweet. The two different flavors made the two girls like candy, which they held in their mouths, and they were reluctant to swallow them for a long time.

The next afternoon.

Before Dong Qing left for lunch, Xiaoya made twice as much.

Only when you are full can you have the strength to run, not to mention that Dong Qing's body has not fully recovered.

The heavy green leather anti-theft door was opened again. Dong Qing, who was dressed in casual clothes and carrying two waistcoats, one large and one small, took a deep breath and stepped out of the threshold.

"Remember the knocking rhythm we negotiated last night, don't open the door for strangers, you know?" Dong Qing warned the two women worriedly.

"Yeah, I know." The two girls nodded as if they were pecking at rice.

this world,

Those who can survive are either capable or ruthless.

After going out to search for supplies for a month, Dong Qing knew that in addition to the three of them, there were still some scattered people alive in this area. When he first discovered it, Dong Qing was also happy to find the same kind.

Among them, there were also some people who were willing to exchange living materials with Dong Qing and the others.

But since one time, Dong Qing mistakenly brought back two people with bad intentions, when the two showed their fangs to be detrimental to Xiaoya and Zhao Zhenzhen, Dong Qing really adapted to the rules of the apocalypse.

If you don't provoke Dong Qing, he is a harmless dead house, but whoever wants to provoke him, Dong Qing, who is ruthless, is not a little white face who can be bullied.

Fortunately, Dong Qing responded quickly that day, and to be on the safe side, he always hid a slender crowbar in his sleeve and suddenly rebelled, so that Xiaoya and Zhao Zhenzhen were not bullied.

The two bastards were finally beaten to death by Dong Qing, losing one arm and one leg respectively.

With an arm and a leg broken, Dong Qing has no idea how long they can live in the end times.

He didn't even realize that he had become a lot more tyrannical since he didn't know when.

Xiaoya has always been his vein, and if anyone wants to bully Xiaoya, Dong Qinghui will fight him desperately.

Apart from these scattered people, there was a group of people huddled together to keep warm to the west of their residential houses.

Dong Qing had never been there. He learned from a few familiar scattered people that the environment there is not very good, women and children have no status, and sometimes they are traded as goods.

Dong Qing, who has Xiaoya and the little girl Zhao Zhenzhen to take care of, is of course impossible to go to that kind of place.

Resisting the tingling pain on his back, Dong Qing half bent and observed the surrounding situation from the base of the wall, while slowly moving outwards.

Negative energy has turned many human beings into terrifying living dead, and also changed the physique of many surviving human beings.

Post-apocalyptic humans are more than half of pre-apocalyptic humans, at least in terms of resilience.

Otherwise, Dong Qing wouldn't have suffered such a serious injury, and after three days of recuperation, he could go to the ground and go out to search for food again.

Of course, it is also possible that Dong Qing has a special physique

In order to cover up the bloody smell from the wound on his body, Dong Qing wiped his body with muddy water before leaving, so he is now covered in pitch black, and in order to hide his breath, he hides in the corner for a long time and doesn't move for a long time. There was a big living man there.

The habitual probe glanced at the next room, except for a human corpse that was half-paralyzed on the ground, it was still empty.

"Have Ah Huang gone out?" Dong Qing murmured, their house has never been surrounded by the living dead, a large part of the reason is that the mutant beasts belonging to Ah Huang are permeating.

Animals have a strong sense of territory, and they dare not speak from a distance, but as long as the living dead are 50 meters away from this yard, they will be dealt with by Ah Huang.

That corpse was Ah Huang's owner, Old Man Liu. The old man died on the first night of the apocalypse outbreak, but Ah Huang still stayed with him, guarding the corpse every day except for hunting.

Without Ah Huang guarding next door, Dong Qing felt a little uneasy. He decided to hurry back and get enough food for the three of them for two days, so he came back immediately.

Dong Qing's worry came not only from the threat of the living dead around him, but also from the survivors in the west.

He was once reminded by a warm-hearted "scavenger" that the gang in the west coal yard had been eyeing them for a long time.

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