Chapter 943 This damn sense of security
The dishes and cups on the dining table were buzzing and trembling from time to time. The continuous and violent bombardment outside made the people in the shock-absorbing silent room inevitably have tinnitus and discomfort in the ear canal and chest tightness. Especially Tai Xiaoyi, she was always listless and tried to keep up her spirits.
Lao Wang kept poking at his bowl of pig trotters in annoyance: "I finally found out that it's better to play outside. At least I can vent my emotions when fighting with zombies."
"It's much better than last time. I had to endure it with my body before."
"I don't know how long it will take to get out. I think Teacher Cang is a little impatient. The test site has become Teacher Cang's only spiritual support."
Lao Wang grinned and said: "This thing that harms others and does not benefit oneself, there is no ground to scrape, otherwise Teacher Cang will pinch half of his eyeballs and look down on it. He?"
"What are you talking about!" Li Cang coughed and said, "I repeat, this is called ideological struggle, which is very serious and rigorous, and does not involve any personal or subjective things-well, I just look down on him, what?"
"Goose, goose, goose!"
Nonsense, a good 3rd stage zombie was directly beaten back to 2nd stage, not to mention that the mill can't be used, even if it's a second-hand dealer selling small coins, it has to be discounted. Well, you guys are here to stop my loss. If there is no Yamei, I will become a substitute and a big victim?
Let's do a simple math storm. For example, if the sky island moves forward one meter, Teacher Cang can earn five yuan, but now he can only earn one yuan. Then Teacher Cang earns four yuan less, which means Wang Shifei and He Xiangguo earn four yuan more. Isn't it that Teacher Cang loses nine yuan? If he walks one meter, he loses ten yuan, if he walks two meters, he loses fifty, and if he walks ten meters, he loses one thousand. Rounding it off, it is one hundred million. No matter how many mines there are at home, they can't afford to do this!
Cutting off someone's wealth is like killing his parents!
What is this?
This is a blood feud!
I, Li Cang, will never forgive you!
In short, this is the situation. The specific situation depends on the situation. Even if he is unwilling to admit it, with Li Cang's personality, posting a mocking post is full of this kind of exasperated taste. It is the lowest way to vent. He obviously has better options---
Well, it feels good.
At least this can be called luring the snake out of the hole instead of alerting the snake. If Wang Shifei or any other guy from He Xiangguo is caught and beaten, it can always relieve the hatred in my heart, right?
He Xiangguo is a great priest with countless believers who call the wind and rain and even ignores the major base settlements. You can't ambush me on the railway line. I have exposed my position directly to you. If you don't show up again, it will be a cowardly mother opening the door for a coward. Do you still want to stay in the underworld?
Li Cang thought about it and decided that it would be a win-win. The plan worked!
The three people at the dinner table were silent.
Every time Li Cang had this expression, he must be thinking about making trouble for some unlucky guy. Something must have happened. They were used to it.
But the damn sense of security that Teacher Cang gave us always made people shudder and feel terrified. What on earth is going on? !
Sense of security.
This is a wonderful thing.
It's like your steel boyfriend gave you lip gloss and only gave you poplar trees. Maybe it has nothing to do with aesthetic taste and value, but it just tastes better than someone else's.
It can also be that Lao Wang and Xiaoyi slept soundly and woke up and were shocked to find that someone outside the stilt house was chewing their bark and grass roots.
You see, the same track line and the same subordinates, some people are extravagant and some people are sleeping in the open, this is the difference.
"This damn sense of security~" Lao Wang sighed again: "Did this guy fall from his own empty island? The island is gone, but the people are still there?"
A small pile of wild rhubarb leaves and shepherd's purse with only roots left were scattered on the ground. This ragged man with green eyes was now eating a bowl of cold soup with rice in a basin.
"I don't know. When I saw him, he almost plucked the poor little Torreya grandis tree bare!" Li Cang shrugged and said: "The translator should also update the language. He doesn't seem to understand what I'm saying."
The skinny middle-aged man had only a few pieces of cloth on his body. The exposed skin was covered with thick dirt visible to the naked eye. Under the dirt were crisscrossed healing scars. His eyes were deeply sunken, his eye sockets were blue and his eyes were dull. He looked more like a ghost than a human.
After swallowing a whole bowl of rice, the man suddenly vomited violently, and the vomit was mixed with strands of blood.
After the middle-aged man vomited, he half-lay on the ground, panting, his eyes fixed on what he had vomited, his body trembling as he stretched out his hands towards the puddle, as if he wanted to pick it up again
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Don't move!" Lao Wang went crazy: "What the hell do you want to do? It's not that we can still afford this little bit of food! Big brother! There's more in the kitchen! Stop it, fuck!"
The two lackeys came forward and dragged up the man who had lost his mind due to hunger. After all, he was a subordinate, and his physical fitness could still withstand the side effects of binge eating.
The young lady finally found a soft and tender free-range chicken from the kitchen, which was still warm, and brought it over with the soup and the pot.
The middle-aged man drank three bowls of soup in a row, holding the chicken with bones and meat, chewing it with a crunchy sound. Compared with the tragic zombies in the painting style, his dining etiquette was remarkable. Li Lasi and Tai Xiaoyi frowned when they saw it.
As he ate, the middle-aged man burst into tears.
Lao Wang: “.”
The middle-aged man was like a statue, his mouth full of meat, and he howled silently for several minutes before his mind finally returned.
"I was thrown down." He said in imperfect English. "From their own island, they left me on a piece of debris no bigger than a toilet to die. I floated for 8 days before I saw and found it. Opportunity to jump to your island.”
"He is not a mute if he co-authors! Why? Are you taking advantage of others?"
"I"
"He was infected by the Scab Corpse." Li Cang shook his head and said: "He can't transform into a corpse but there is something wrong with his bloodline. Look at his panel. His strength is only 4.5c. Is it probably similar to the slave version of the downgrade?"
The middle-aged man's facial muscles twitched fiercely: "Thank you for the food and your generosity. God will bless you. If you can, please put me on a piece of debris. Now my last wish has been fulfilled. I'm very full, I just don't want to die of hunger!"
"We'll talk about life and death later." Lao Wang asked, "First tell me the information you know."
"We are a traveling caravan, a total of 23 islands united, 267 people, accidentally broke in, many dead and wounded, only eight empty islands were destroyed, in the battle 8 days ago Three people were infected by the Scab Corpse and lost their ability to fight. They were all left on the island to die. I was relatively unlucky and did not go to see God on the spot. I just happened to land on a small piece of debris, and it has been floating like this until now. "
"What's in the center of this place?"
"Center?" The middle-aged man gave Lao Wang a strange look, "There is no center, there is nothing, only all kinds of wild islands and debris that are accelerating wildly, and countless walking corpses, trapped here and lost their way. of subordinates.”
"Trapped?"
"Except for the orbital island, there is no slave island that can get out from here, no! It will only be carried around in a crazy rotation along the ring line, or it will be smashed into pieces!"
