Chapter 1245 Refugees

The human-powered trolley stopped in front of the platform. Lin Nian squatted half-crouched on the trolley without moving. To his left and right, the two human figures who should have been named "paco" were burning quietly.

After they drove out of the tunnel and completed the coachman's mission to deliver Lin Nian to the platform of Line 3, their entire bodies began to spontaneously combust.

At first, there was just some white mist like steam and sweat. The levers of the cart were completely balanced, and the heads of the two pacos drooped little by little, reminding people of machines and equipment without electricity. When the two pairs of golden eyes went out, from The white mist floating on their bodies was suddenly ignited. The phenomenon was similar to the white smoke floating out of an extinguished candle being ignited, igniting the extinguished candle wick. The burning white mist quickly lit the paco into a torch. , burning quietly on the left and right sides of the cart.

Lin Nian stood in the center of two human-shaped torches, with the empty platform of Line 3 in front of him. The two human-shaped bonfires standing on the left and right gave people a sense of a fixed welcome ceremony when entering the door of a level-breaking game. Just considering the raw materials of the torches, People feel a little weird and disgusting.

The two pacos burned very cleanly, and I don’t know why. It may be the candle wick effect, or it may be the phosphorus burning particles. After the flames faded slightly, there were only two pacos left standing to the left and right of the human pallet. A clean skeleton, with a bent and bowed posture facing the skeleton, is dotted with clusters of star flames on its surface.

Lin Nian had studied anatomy and human structure-related knowledge at Kassel College. Just like fingerprints, there are no two identical skeletons in this world. The continuous deposition of bone matrix during bone growth will form unique texture traces. For example, when a person grows taller, the deposition patterns in the bones will show small lines. These lines are the identification information codes belonging to each bone. There can be no repetition.

At least before today, Lin Nian thought that was impossible. From his superhuman visual sense, the two burned skeletons in front of him were basically the same, as if they were emptied from the same mold. The 1:1 human figures are surprisingly similar from textures to details - this also leads to a direction of reasoning. These two pacos did not grow naturally, but were "shaped" by some unique power. .

Fabricating life and playing with human beings, does the emperor still have this power in his hands?

Lin Nian stopped thinking about it, because many eyes fell on him. Those eyes were extremely complex, full of horror, malice, fear, greed, sarcasm, etc., but more, the intuitive emotions that surfaced were all It's a kind of compassion.

Lin Nian jumped onto the platform on the human-powered trolley. As he exerted force, the vibrations were transmitted to the trolley, instantly shattering the two burned human bones. The bones collapsed into two piles of fragments and powder.

Lin Nian stepped onto the platform and glanced back at the bone meal on the trolley, and then gradually turned his attention to the unexplained "ghosts" on the platform.

Compared with Line 2, the platform of Line 3 seems to be "overcrowded". Many strange "passengers" are sitting and lying on the platform. They have no fixed group appearance and their attributes are very complex. There are Chinese and foreigners, ages. The segments are also divided unevenly, ranging from octogenarians to underage students and children, but most of them are still adults in their adulthood and prime of life.

These "passengers" all have one thing in common, which is extreme hunger and exhaustion and a death-like void.

Lin Nian knew this kind of mentality. When he was killing pirates and rescuing hostages and refugees on the islands in the Somali Sea, the abducted civilians who were locked in wooden cages and water prisons were in this state. They had no hope for the future and despair inside their heads. Boiled by the spirit, the bubbles that emerged seeped into the body surface and became numb to the naked eye, until the smell boiled through the whole person, including the skin and bones, and turned into a large ornament that was no different from the feces in the puddle.

Lin Nian stood on the yellow line. The "passengers" on the other side looked at him blankly. Most of them could only lie on the ground, like corpses with no strength to move, their heads and eyes tilted to the side. Turning the bead once is the limit of what they have left to do. Those who were already numb just looked at the newly arrived "partners" reflexively. Those who still had hope were shocked by Lin Nian's special way of appearing.

Lin Nian himself was not surprised to see so many people on the platform at once. Urban legends about the subway had already spread before the Nibelungs were excavated. After its existence, it will try its best to cover up this fact, which leads to the fact that the victims who disappeared in the Nibelungen cannot be counted at all. People from the secret party, orthodox people, bounty hunters who heard the news, or others The other scheming spies of the mixed-race forces, as well as a small number of innocent people - who knows how many victims this Nibelung has suffered before the information about the King of the Earth and the Mountain is exposed, and if these victims How miserable it would be to live to this day.

He had thought that since there were no supplies in the Nibelungs, those who entered the Nibelungs first would be without water or food, but he did not expect that the actual situation would be so tragic - it was just that these people were so hungry that they were in this situation. Surprisingly, there was no death yet, at least not a single corpse was found at the scene. Although the people who were too hungry to move were no different from corpses, they were lying on the ground, with a slight airflow from their mouths and noses blowing the dust on the ground.

But what concerned Lin Nian the most was the tunnel entrance at the deepest point of the platform. Inside was a wall that branched off into two paths: left and right. This was also the only entrance to the aisle on the Line 3 platform, but no one came near it. , everyone's hiding position was deliberately avoided there, as if there was some wild beast hidden inside.

Lin Nian had not yet reacted to this group of Nibelungen refugees. When he came to his senses, several people had already taken the initiative to get in front of him.

These people looked young, two men and one woman, about fifteen or sixteen years old. Skinny and sallow, skinny and skinny could not be used to describe their thinness appropriately. The clothes they were wearing that originally fit the size looked hollow when they were blown by the wind. The dull to discolored complexion and split lips are reminiscent of refugees from a time of food famine.

However, among the refugees on the Line 3 platform, these people are in relatively good condition. Most of them are lying on the ground unable to move. They can only stare at Lin Nian with their eyes dry. A trace of help squeezed out of his pupils, hoping to be rescued.

They came closer and said something to Lin Nian in a low voice. Because their voices were too low and breathless, the words only left a "buzzing" sound in Lin Nian's ears. Word after word, sentence after sentence. , a complete sentence that may be related to prayer boiled into a pot of porridge in the throat and flowed out along the dry cracks at the corner of the mouth.

Lin Nian listened carefully to what they said, and it took a lot of effort to understand a few key words they said, including students, adventure, lost, hungry, and food.

The configuration of two men and one woman is indeed suitable for a small team composed of young people who love adventure. The two boys' family backgrounds should be quite well-off. The dusty clothes on their bodies are from famous brands. They are so hungry that they are skin and bones. The girl also wears Van Cleef & Arpels earrings on her ears. It seems that in normal life, she is more or less a little princess who is loved by thousands of people.

It's just that all the luxury goods and social status in the Nibelungs have no effect at all. The only thing they can rely on is ordinary people and students to seek sympathy from others. However, they can't escape this either. The curse.

Lin Nian touched his pockets, and there were indeed one or two pieces of chocolate and candies inside. They were bought by Lu Mingfei when he passed by a 24-hour convenience store when he was traveling together. They were also stuffed in his back pocket. They bought a small bottle of mineral water. Of course, they considered the situation of the Nibelungs being cut off from water and food, so they brought some supplies without affecting their mobility.

That is to say, his action of touching his pockets instantly attracted the attention of many refugees on the platform who were secretly looking at him. Several strong men with faces from Eastern Europe stood up from the corner and talked about it. After the sentence, he walked over here.

When several Eastern European men stood up, Lin Nian noticed their malicious looks.

At the same time, he also noticed the place on the other side near the empty vending machine. Next to a weak woman who was curled up facing the wall, a young man with disheveled hair in regular clothes and holding a long metal stick also stood up. When he stood up, the woman curled up next to him gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, but he brushed it away and walked over indifferently holding a long stick.

The other refugees who might have been ready to move caught a glimpse of the strange movement, and immediately huddled in their corners and remained silent, for fear of being affected by the conflict that would occur soon.

The most speechless thing was the few who were struggling to crawl over to Lin Nian to ask for something to eat. After seeing the actions of the Eastern European men, they were so frightened that the poor guys struggled to crawl back to their original positions. The look of survival is indescribable.

It is said that wealth should not be revealed, and Lin Nian did not leak anything. He just touched his pocket and caused trouble. Who should he talk to to reason with this?

——There is no need to reason, he himself is the reason.

Some of the several student-like young people in front of Lin Nian noticed something unusual and forcibly dragged away the female companion who was about to kneel down to pray for help. He hurriedly ran back to the pillar where they were originally squatting and held their heads. Dare to look around.

Lin Nian put the snacks in his arms back and turned his head to look at the Eastern European men walking over.

From the skeletons and faces, we can see that these men used to have burly figures and good skills, but most of the people who can gather at this platform are refugees, and they are no exception. Without water and food, their original muscles have lost their strength. It was as dry as if it had been sucked out, and it looked like a huge skeleton walking with a layer of skin covering it.

Before the Eastern European men approached Lin Nian, a stick hit the men on their way to Lin Nian in advance, and the crisp sound stopped them in their tracks.

The leader among the Eastern European men can be identified as a Russian at a glance. He wears Adidas "three stripes". He has thick body hair, a narrow nose, and thin lips. His broad face makes the facial bones that have been thinned by hunger even more ferocious, and he has deep-set eye sockets. It was dark inside, and the light that escaped was like a hungry wolf in the jungle.

The two Russian boys he brought with him wore fur hats on their heads, and their eyes almost glowed green with hunger, staring intently at the disheveled man holding a long metal stick.

The disheveled man here holding a long metal stick responded to their threats in a simple way, with one word in Chinese: "Get out."

There was no more verbal communication between the two sides. When the weakness reached a certain level, every word was a squeeze on the overwhelmed physical strength. I think this scene has happened more than once.

The leading Eastern European man raised his hand to hold down the younger brother beside him, and turned around to walk towards the place where they were squatting when they came. The man holding the metal long stick also turned around and prepared to leave, but just as he turned around, the leading Eastern European man Suddenly he turned around, his sunken pupils lit up with a weak golden light, and without saying a word, he rushed towards the opponent's back with a vicious wind!

Lin Nian moved his fingers on his side and put them down again.

The long metal stick held by the man on his back suddenly retracted, the tip of the stick pointed to the ground, the hand holding the high end of the stick turned with the natural rotation of the body, his left leg and knee were slightly bent, his left foot turned, and he stepped forward. prick.

When I turn around, the stick arrives.

The long metal stick was right on the side of the Central and Eastern European man, which is where the liver is. The force erupted from the tip of the stick was so great that the opponent flew directly out and knocked over a group of refugees on the ground not far away who were trying to avoid him. They huddled in pain. I can't even get up from the ground. The younger brother he brought with him immediately retreated, not even paying attention to his companions on the ground, for fear that he would also receive such a blow from the stick.

After giving a nice counterattack, the man put away the long metal stick, took a deep breath, and prepared to walk away without even looking at Lin Nian.

But at this moment, a weak wind sounded behind the man's head. He raised his hand and caught the flying object. The feeling of catching it made him pause. He spread his hand in front of him, and lying in his hand was a whole piece of Germany. Fu's chocolate, silky milk flavor.

"Thank you." The man glanced at Lin Nian, bowed his head slightly and thanked him.

Lin Nian watched him tear open the packaging of the chocolate, but instead of gobbling it down as expected, he walked towards the empty vending machine, where a woman lay curled up on the ground facing the wall.

He walked over to the man, squatted down, and handed the chocolate over. After a few seconds of silence, the woman on the ground shook her head slightly, and pointed to another corner of the platform with the finger on her body. Then the man silently grabbed the metal rod and walked to the students who first surrounded Lin Nian in the corner. He gave most of the chocolate to them who were ecstatic, while he only kept half of a small piece.

But he didn't eat the little bit left, so he took it back to the vending machine, fed the food into the female companion's mouth, watched her melt it in her mouth, then ate it, and then sat down and hugged the metal stick. Rest with your eyes closed.

"Where is your gun tip? I remember you brought a whole red-tasseled gun when you came here. Li Qing? I remember your name was this, right?"

The man sitting next to the vending machine was shocked. He looked up at Lin Nian, who had entered his danger zone at some point. At the same time, he caught the mineral water thrown by him with his right hand.

That young but frail face with disheveled hair was exactly the orthodox young man Lin Nian had seen at Apple Orchard Station, holding a golden ticket and boarding the Nibelungen train, never to return.