$219, Doomsday Forbidden Zone 19

Yu Heng went downstairs and got into the car smoothly. Zhou's mother had already finished talking to her cousin on the phone: "We've already agreed. Hey, I'm sorry to bother you, but unfortunately we don't have any money now." The bank cards and ID cards were all there. It is said that their home in Licheng collapsed on the night of the earthquake, and now they are really penniless.

Yu Heng turned the steering wheel and slowly drove the car out of the garage and turned onto the street. After seeing the large supermarket, he stopped the car and said, "I'm going to buy something." Facing Zhou's mother's confused eyes, he smiled: " "Mom, have you forgotten that I received another royalties three months ago? I carry the card with me." In fact, just in case, there is also a sum of cash in the storage ring.

Zhou's mother suddenly realized when she saw her son disappearing from the supermarket door: "Oh my god, why did I forget!" Her son has also published a book in the past five years. This child seems to have learned the secret of reading after getting sick. He not only studies well, but also does research on his own. Studying, I have sold two books, with a total copyright income of more than 5 million, and I have published papers in authoritative magazines! He collects the royalties himself, and if he takes the card with him, it will indeed be quite expensive.

"Lao Zhou, if you are still alive, you can enjoy the blessing of a son." The couple never thought about touching their son's money, and planned to let their son save it to buy a house and get married later. Who could have imagined that today...

Yu Heng was very fast. He brought the supplies out in two times, secretly stuffing some of them into the storage ring and stuffing the rest into the car.

"Okay, let's go to the gas station and buy some gasoline and everything will be ready."

"Let's go!"

Their cars merged into the traffic flow, like a drop of water melting into the sea.

"Mom, make this call and make an appointment with Miss Qian. She will pass by Yacao University in about three hours and ask her to come out at a reasonable time. I will give her the things that Dean Qian left."

"knew."

Three and a half hours later, Yu Heng arrived at the gate of Yacao University. At this time, there were many vehicles at the gate of the school, which was very chaotic. It was only because he was standing on the roof of the car that Qian Weiwei saw him and ran over in a hurry. She looked into the car, "Where's my dad?"

"Dean Qian doesn't want to leave. This is what he gave you." Yu Heng handed the bag to Qian Weiwei. Qian Weiwei's mobile phone number was written on the bag with an oil-based pen.

"His phone can't get through. Why can't we communicate in Licheng? Now we have to move again. Where is my dad?" Qian Weiwei was extremely anxious. "Why is he so stubborn? He always talks about responsibility and responsibility. What happens after a person dies? How about responsibility!" She looked anxious and angry.

Yu Heng asked: "How are you going to leave?" Yacao University was also within the scope of relocation.

Qian Weiwei wiped her tears: "The school has a school bus that will take us to Xili Jiaotong University. I will take the last bus. Thank you, Mr. Zhou." She bowed to Yu Heng and looked at the people on their car. Knowing that they were driving away by themselves, he added, "Please be safe on the road. If you can, go as far as possible."

She looked around, leaned closer and whispered: "The uncle of one of my roommates is from XX Hall. She said that this time things are a bit big, so it's best to stay away for safety!"

"Thank you." Yu Heng asked Zhou's mother to take out one. He asked Zhou's mother to pack it first when they were in the car. In addition to food, there was 10,000 cash in it. After handing the schoolbag to Qian Weiwei, he said: "There is some food and some money in it. Take care of yourself and don't let Dean Qian worry."

"Thank you. Goodbye."

Seeing Qian Weiwei carrying her schoolbag and running to the school, Yu Heng and the others continued to drive north.

"The city of x is filled with black energy!"

"Oh, this is exactly the same as before, with blisters and bumps..."

While he was driving, Zhou's mother used her mobile phone to check the latest news. The Internet was now full of news. Putting aside the government's soothing official words, residents from all over the country uploaded various photos, which were particularly scary with the black atmosphere.

Zhou's mother was frightened: "This black air is so scary. There was nothing like this before!"

Yu Heng took the time to take a few glances. Looking through the screen, the black air still gave people a terrifying and depressing feeling. He then looked at the second photo, which was a puddle of things wrapped in clothes, and shoes could also be seen. Some people said it was a human being, but other netizens criticized it, saying it was spreading rumors and disrupting social order.

"You are really a human being. If you can still stand there and take pictures, you must have turned into this kind of thing, hahaha."

"How about we stop going to your cousin's house and go directly to the far north?" Zhou's mother was a little worried.

He shook his head: "Mom, if you want to go further north, you have to take a rest first. My cousin's place is not bad either."

Zhou's mother insisted this time: "Listen to Mom, Mom will drive you when you are tired later, and we can just switch shifts and take turns to rest."

"Is your body okay, Mom?"

"OK!"

"Okay." After Zhou's mother's body was reunited, he looked a little weak. The pain of losing her husband and losing her son almost crushed her. Fortunately, she survived. Now that the threat of black energy is right in front of her, she becomes flexible and strong again.

After discussing it with her son, Zhou's mother went to make a phone call.

"I'm so sorry, sister... Why don't you guys pack up as well? The further away, the safer... Yes, good bye." After hanging up the phone, she frowned: "Your cousin said that your mother-in-law is sick, just these few days. It’s something serious, people don’t dare to move in the hospital.”

"Don't worry, my cousin's house is in a good location and there won't be any threats for the time being."

"I know." Just hearing about birth, old age, illness and death always makes me feel depressed, and then I think of my husband... don't think about it! She shook her head. Her husband was gone and it was up to her to protect her son from the wind and rain. Otherwise, he would not be happy.

Five hours had passed since the announcement of the evacuation. At this time, Yu Heng had already entered the national highway and headed north. Their speed was very fast. They kept refueling with gasoline along the way and never slowed down.

In fact, all the survivors who escaped from Licheng had such mobility. Almost all of them immediately put down everything they were doing when they heard the news and left without hesitation. This was very different from the local residents - the accident in Licheng was just news, and they were asked to move all of a sudden. They were a little resistant psychologically and not very willing to accept it emotionally.

What should I do at work? What should I do about my children's schooling? How can I move all of a sudden with so many things at home? If I think about it carefully, they are all troublesome things! I hesitated and stared at the news on the Internet with some expectations: Maybe things are not that bad? This delay made time pass quickly.

But things are really that bad!

In nearly four hours, the black gas had spread from Licheng to the surrounding empty cities and entered the nearest residential areas. Some people did not move out within the specified time for some reason, so they saw the terrible scene. They also uploaded some images and made some remarks, which made other people panic and evacuate quickly.

For a while, airplanes, high-speed trains, and other means of transportation were so popular that even tickets could not be bought. People who had cars hurried to drive away, taking only money and valuables with them, and they did not even have time to move their homes.

At a toll station, Yu Heng found that there was a traffic jam, a long line of traffic jams.

"Let's eat first."

After eating some biscuits, Yu Heng continued to bury his head in his notebook. This notebook was bought on the road, and he started to fiddle with it when Zhou's mother was driving.

It was connected. He was happy in his heart, and his hands did not stop. He saw a bunch of data on the notebook screen, and then it turned into a satellite image. One-tenth of the country's territory was covered by black gas, and it was still spreading with Licheng as the center.

He continued to calculate. In another nine hours, twenty-four minutes and six seconds, the entire west would fall. The speed of the black gas spreading was slowing down. He didn't know the reason, but it was a good thing for them.

The instant news popped up again: "According to the calculation, the black gas will immediately invade the following eight cities, namely... The special department of the National Security Bureau has activated the emergency plan. I hope that people from all places will remain calm and obey the command to evacuate in an orderly manner."

"... Activate the wartime regulations, and impose heavy penalties on various illegal acts!"

"... Stabilize prices, prohibit merchants from driving up the price of Wujia, and hoard goods at a high price..."

He closed all the pop-up windows, and his fingers kept tapping the keyboard. Finally, the screen shrank to a red dot. After clicking it, the red dot became larger and slowly turned into the shape of a city, and the words appeared: Jiudao.

Jiudao is a city on the northeast coast of the country. In fact, it is also a peninsula city. According to calculations, it will be the last place to be invaded by the foul air. By the time he analyzed several routes, their car had passed the toll station.

Zhou's mother called him, "Go to bed quickly. How can you bear it if you don't get enough rest?"

"Okay." Yu Heng closed the notebook and put it behind him, leaning against the back of the chair and closing his eyes.

All countries responded very quickly. In fact, when the Licheng epidemic broke out more than a month ago, countries had already taken corresponding entry restrictions. Starting from this morning, all international flights were banned and all international flights were cancelled. It is almost impossible to go abroad for refuge, so Jiudao City is the safest in the country.

Thinking of those official announcements that whitewashed the peace, I don't know if the authorities can deal with the black air. If they can make drugs and vaccines to remove the foul air, they should be able to deal with the black air, right? But the previous seven days made me feel uneasy.

After thinking about it, he took out the lucky bag again and took out the talisman paper inside. He remembered the pattern trajectory on the talisman paper very clearly. It was written with cinnabar. He still didn't want to give up. He sat up and took out the talisman paper, cinnabar and brush he had just bought to draw the talisman.

The car was bumpy, but he held the pen very steadily. He drew the same pattern as the original talisman paper, without any difference, but it still lacked that feeling, like an empty vase, flashy but not practical. Yu Heng also guessed that ordinary people should not be able to draw usable talisman paper, just like cultivating immortals, if you don’t have spiritual roots and cultivation, you can’t make pills and tools.

"I still hope it can succeed." He put away the things disappointedly and lay down again. He had already flipped through the books he had read in his memory, but he didn’t find any books that taught how to draw talismans. Come to think of it, this should be classified as "skill learning". It is more reliable to look for related products in the sub-exchange system. It’s a pity that [Complete Encyclopedia Knowledge of Immortal Cultivation] is placed in the storage compartment of the sub-exchange system, otherwise he can look through it to see if there is anything useful.

Leaving the sub-exchange system, he seemed to be unable to do anything, which made him a little depressed.

Thinking of this, and thinking of rt9009, Yu Heng rubbed his face and closed his eyes, really ready to go to bed.

Mother Zhou looked back and slowed down.