Chapter 847

The truck wobbled to a halt on the side of the road.

A dark-haired middle-aged man, a woman, a black man, and a blond man.

They jumped out of the car and moved the simple roadblocks.

Gu Qingshan looked at them with cold eyes, but never made a decision.

He found that these four people were moving things all the time, and no one in the town came out to help.

This is a bit strange.

Judging from the pictures in the newspaper, the world seems to be facing a crisis like biological mutation, and it is heading towards the end.

Ordinarily, there was a truck returning at this time, and the people in the town should guard and inspect the truck. At least out of the desire for food and information, more or less people would come to check.

But the reality is that no one in the town showed up.

Gu Qingshan leaned against the wall, silently watching them remove those roadblocks.

Their movements are very skilled, and they seem to do these things often.

After a while, maybe he was a little tired from moving things. The black-haired middle-aged man with a spear on his back panted and said loudly: "I don't want to move these roadblocks anymore, or who can help me find a few more living people?" It’s okay to come.”

The black said seriously: "Stop joking, without these roadblocks we would all be finished."

"Now we can only ask God to bless us. In the future search, let us find a few living people to supplement our manpower." The blond man said.

As they chatted, the movements of their hands slowly stopped.

At this time, the sun went down again, and the temperature dropped a lot.

Seeing that night is coming.

Three men and one woman simply got together, hid in the shade of the truck, lit a cigarette and smoked slowly.

The blond man said worriedly: "Tonight is another busy night, everyone should sleep first, otherwise we won't be able to survive."

The man called Lao Li shook his head and said, "It's a pity that there is no replacement. It's really unlucky. It's hard to find two people, but they are women."

The only woman stared at him and said fiercely: "What's wrong with the women? At least they can help us wash our clothes and clean up our room."

Lao Li smiled wryly and said, "I'd rather eat a little less, as long as they can pick up guns to deal with monsters, I'll be satisfied."

The woman said: "They are just two children in their teens, it's good if they can keep calm, how can they kill monsters with guns?"

Old Li shrugged, showing a helpless expression.

"I'm hungry, let's solve the stomach problem first."

The blacks smooth things over without a trace.

Several people walked to the rear of the truck and opened the tailgate.

Gu Qingshan hid in the dark, squinted his eyes, and looked carefully.

I saw that the truck was full of various things, including food, furniture, clothes, and even a live pig.

The pig is eating cabbage.

The four of them lifted a box down and opened it neatly.

In the box, tin cans were neatly stacked, and there were some drinks.

——Amidst the apocalypse, this is a whole box of rich food.

"I don't like beef very much," the woman muttered.

"That can't be done. We all eat three cans. You have to eat at least two cans. Otherwise, your physical strength will not be effectively replenished, and you will have problems at night." Lao Li said.

Gu Qingshan's heart skipped a beat.

In the apocalypse, canned beef is already a very good thing, but she is still picky.

And there is no limit to what these people can eat - three cans are enough to feed a grown man.

It seems that their living conditions are quite good.

Fortunately, Gu Qingshan has mastered many languages, and he can understand what they are speaking is a very rare human dialect.

Combining the previous conversations of these people, it is easy to know that they have taken in two girls who can't fight.

The two girls are also safe.

Gu Qingshan's eyes fell on Lao Li's back, carefully observing his gun.

——This is a very old and primitive sniper rifle.

Gu Qingshan himself is a mecha player, and he has made an epoch-making mecha like Seraphim, and he can easily grasp the most basic weapons like guns.

The sniper rifle on Lao Li's back can only attack enemies at a distance of about 800 to 1,000 meters, and its power can only kill small targets.

——I can’t even do beyond visual range sniping.

But looking at Lao Li's cherished look, it seems that this sniper rifle has been with him for a long time, and it is his main means of attack.

... so weak.

They seem to be short of people, and they can barely take in useless girls.

This verifies the heart and living environment of these people from one aspect.

Plus that carton of beef, and that pig that was still alive in the truck—

It doesn't seem like such a bad start.

Gu Qingshan nodded slightly.

He finally made a decision.

Outside, the blond man gave everyone a can, then turned to the truck for four cups.

"Don't drink too much, at most one drink per person." Lao Li warned.

They clinked glasses and drank the wine.

At this time, there was a sound not far away.

Several people immediately followed the prestige.

A man was seen standing at the door of the charred house.

"Help... help..."

The man leaned on the railing, panting heavily.

"Don't move!"

"Not a monster."

"Stay there and don't move!"

"Wait, it's a living person."

They yelled indiscriminately and took out their weapons in a hurry.

Gu Qingshan stood there, feeling a little speechless.

The response from these people was so unprofessional.

With their level, if they met a real killer—such as Zhang Yinghao, they would have been killed countless times.

"help me……"

"What's the matter with you? What's wrong?" the Negro asked loudly.

"Thirsty..." Gu Qingshan said.

The four looked at each other.

The blond man took out the binoculars and observed Gu Qingshan carefully.

"He's not hurt, he just seems to be out of energy."

"The eyes are not mutated, they are normal people."

While observing, the blond man talked to several others.

"Give him some water to drink." The black man said.

"But we've run out of water." Old Li said.

"Then give him a drink," said the black man.

"No, his body is extremely dehydrated, we should go back to the base and bring him some water," the woman said.

"It's too far away, drink some wine to quench your thirst first." Lao Li insisted.

"You can't drink alcohol. Drinking alcohol won't quench your thirst, and it will also affect his already weak mind." The black man also shook his head.

The blond man joined the debate: "Why not? In fact, in ancient times, people liked to make wine because they were afraid of water pollution."

Gu Qingshan was speechless listening to these people arguing.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, night was slowly falling.

If, as they say, there are many dangers at night, it would be no good to stay here now.

—Are you wasting your time here?

Gu Qingshan sighed silently.

"Water, give me—water."

After saying this, he passed out directly.

Now the four people's dispute disappeared.

"Take him back and get him some water."

Old Li made a final decision.

...

bumpy road.

Someone pried open his mouth and poured water on him.

Gu Qingshan drank a few sips together, and slowly opened his eyes.

A girl of sixteen or seventeen is feeding herself.

"Are you awake? Can you drink water by yourself?" the girl asked timidly.

"Can."

Gu Qingshan tried his best to sit up from the sofa, took the cup, and drank all the water in it.

Feel better.

"Is there any water?"

"Give."

Another girl handed over a bottle of mineral water.

Gu Qingshan took the water bottle, unscrewed it, and drank it all in one go.

With enough water, the body finally recovered a bit.

"Thank you again, thanks to you for saving me."

Gu Qingshan looked at the two girls, smiled and greeted.

"It's nothing, we were rescued too." A girl said.

Gu Qingshan turned his head to look to the other side, and asked: "So, you guys saved me?"

Opposite him, the four people were looking at him vigilantly.

Gu Qingshan is very calm.

He has already figured out the general temperament of these people, as long as they deal with them carefully, there will be no problem.

The blond man held a dagger in his hand.

The woman's hand was in her bosom, as if she was holding a weapon, her eyes were fixed on Gu Qingshan.

The black man was in front, and Lao Li was slightly behind. The two placed their weapons on their laps seemingly casually.

A nice contingency formation.

Gu Qingshan secretly praised.

It seems that besides bickering, they still have some skills.

—Judging by the standards of ordinary people, this is the case.

"Boy, what do you do?" Old Li asked first.

"Scientist." Gu Qingshan said.

Several people were startled.

I never thought it would be the answer.

"Where are you from?" asked the Negro.

"The road to the southeast."

"That direction is not flat." The blond man frowned.

"A group of bastards." The woman muttered in a low voice, as if she was in a wrong mood.

Gu Qingshan answered immediately: "Yes, my vehicle was robbed, and I came all the way here, and almost died on the way."

"They didn't kill you?"

"At that time, I went to the tuba and saw a few guys coming from a distance, so I quickly buried myself in the sand. They searched for a while, but the sun was so hot that they couldn't bear it, so they took my car and left. "

"It's quite clever - you say you are a scientist, what do you study?"

"weapon."

"gun?"

"No, more advanced." Gu Qingshan said.

"Fighters? Tanks? Cannons?" the black man asked.

Gu Qingshan smiled.

In the perception of the other party, these are high-end goods.

——It is now possible to conclude that the technological level of this world is similar to what I judged.

They have just been exposed to thermal weapons for less than three hundred years, and the mechs are still in their infancy.

Mecha...

Gu Qingshan couldn't help falling into memories.

In fact, in ancient times, mechas, a single combat weapon, were never favored by real military strategists.

One missile can solve a lot of things.

The cost of a mobile armor is thousands of times that of a missile.

Any weapon can replace the mobile armor and complete the military purpose at the minimum cost.

So no one will spend hundreds of times the energy to make mobile armor.

This situation continued for a long time.

It wasn't until the technology developed to a certain level that mobile armor could appear in a role similar to a "superhero" that it re-entered the public's field of vision.

Technological civilization continues to develop.

The cost problem of mobile armor was solved, and artificial intelligence was fully launched.

Mechas can learn everything independently, replace people to complete many things, and human beings have entered the era of enjoyment.

——As machines replace human positions, the internal contradictions of human beings are further buried, and due to the different levels of scientific and technological development in various countries, the capabilities of mobile armor are also vastly different.

Later, war broke out.

Numerous mobile armors have replaced human beings and engaged in large-scale and fierce battles of super intensity.

One day, the tables turned.

People have discovered that when large-scale mobile warfare is put into war, some scattered and extremely rare situations will occur at certain occasional moments.

The most representative thing is that mobile armors will communicate with each other.

They will create a machine language that humans cannot understand, learn from and copy each other, and then produce a kind of evolution in the sense of a machine.

Humans cannot comprehend this communication of Mobile Armor.

The Mobile Armor fully understands human beings and understands war.

At the same time, they are linked to the entire world network, constantly learning and observing human social structure and technological development.

People feel the real horror of technology.

The war ended immediately.

From then on, all the autonomous intelligence cores of the Mobile Armor have been erased, and each Armor must be controlled and issued by humans.

This is the famous first law of mobile armor: human instructions dominate all behaviors of machines.

"Do you know mechs?"

Gu Qingshan woke up from the memory and asked.

"You mean, you are a mecha scientist?" Lao Li asked.

"Yes." Gu Qingshan nodded.

"It's a pity that we don't have those things here." Lao Li said regretfully.

"Then, your identity has not been verified, and we cannot trust you," the woman said.

The blond man also said: "If you are a member of those garbage gangs, you are here to deal with us..."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Gu Qingshan smiled and said: "In fact, verifying your identity is very simple - I know a little about things related to machinery, you can test me."

"What will you do?" Lao Li asked.

"What do you need?" Gu Qingshan rolled up his sleeves and asked.

As long as you have enough materials and enough time, you can make some powerful ancient weapons by yourself.

Show yourself now!

His demeanor and performance made several people breathe a sigh of relief.

——Those gang members don't know mechanical technology. Before the end, they are all punks.

Several people looked at each other.

"Can you really make anything related to machinery?" the black man asked.

"I don't dare to say everything, but my level in the field of machinery should be passable, and it is not a problem to deal with most situations." Gu Qingshan said modestly.

Ancient things are very simple, but it is not ruled out that there are some things that I have never seen before. Besides, this is the world of the earth, there may be many things that I don't know the use of, and I need to explore slowly.

"So, can you fix things?" the woman asked.

build?

Repairing is easier than manufacturing, because all the mechanics are there, you just have to find what's wrong and fix it.

Whether it's a truck or a gun, or even "repairing" an excavator to help them clear roadblocks, it's nothing to Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan nodded and said: "I'm pretty good at repairing things."

Several people looked at each other again, all showing expressions of rejoicing.

The atmosphere in the room further eased.

"Thank God, it can be regarded as an expert - our toilet has always been broken." The black man said helplessly.

Gu Qingshan froze in place.