After waking up from sleep, the end times come

Chapter 12 Pastor Bai is Coming

Ying Xian naturally has no idea of ​​being with them.

As soon as she returned to Chuzheng, she saw two or three people get up from the bench, including Pan Wenfang who had just walked out of the pastor's lounge.

They walked towards the cross in front of everyone.

Below the cross are steps covered with red carpets. They kneel directly on the steps, facing the cross and bowing their heads.

Ying Xian didn't know what they were doing, only knew that it was probably praying or something.

But she knows that some people have faith, and in this situation, they have not abandoned their faith.

"Did you not sleep?"

Chu Zheng opened his eyes in a daze, saw Ying Xian staring at the kneeling man, and asked with some doubts.

Ying Xian turned her head and leaned her shoulder on Chuzheng's shoulder, "Yeah, I can't sleep. I just checked, and the people here seem to have nothing to eat."

She took out her cell phone, which she hadn't used for a long time, and it still had a one-bar signal, but it was much worse than the previous one.

"The signal is estimated to be gone soon. I feel that this apocalypse may last for a long time. If there is no food, it is really a terrible thing."

Chuzheng also sighed, "I have a hunch that we will have to find food again soon."

The lights above the head were flickering, Ying Xian looked up at the ceiling, and said in a low-key tone, "Yes, but no matter what, we must not reveal that we still have supplies in our hands."

"I know, but they confiscated my knife now, do you still have weapons in your space?"

Chu Zheng asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, Ying Xian tilted her head and thought for a while, her mind penetrated into the space, found a palm-length fruit knife, and handed it to Chu Zheng.

"This knife is relatively unobtrusive. Keep it close to your body so they don't notice it."

Chuzheng nodded, and carefully hid the knife in his sleeve.

Ying Xian turned on her phone, and began to check Weibo updates with a weak signal.

Now she is very eager to know the country's response policy to this.

After about five or six minutes, Weibo was posted.

The official blog has been updated, and the wording throughout the article is not even that official.

But the attitude of the country is clearly written.

The officials are currently organizing the soldiers who survived the death to clean up the zombies, and are also preparing to build a shelter for the survivors.

At present, the locations of several shelter bases have been determined, City K is not one of them, but City D next to City K has a shelter base.

City K is about [-] kilometers away from City D, and the road leading to City D is currently unclear, so Ying Xian has no intention of leaving so soon.

She downloaded a map of City K with a weak signal. At present, it is a safer idea to stay in City K for a while.

The previously lively crowd in the dormitory building was now eerily quiet. Only a few messages for help were sent out, but no one responded.

And no one in the class sent any more messages.

Ying Xian put away her phone, turned around and put her arm on Chuzheng's shoulder, and buried her head in the hollow of her shoulder.

A warm liquid dripped onto Chuzheng's shoulders, wetting the thin clothes.

Chuzheng was stunned, she didn't expect that Ying Xian, who showed her charisma along the way, would be so fragile, but she quickly realized that no matter how good Ying Xian was, she was just a classmate who was one year younger than herself.

She gently followed Ying Xian's back with her hand, and hugged her with the other hand.

Ying Xian cried silently, only her shoulders twitched.

After a long time, she raised her head, brushed away her messy hair with her hands, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

Just as Chuzheng wanted to comfort her, someone knocked on the door.

"Is anyone there? I'm Bai Shaofeng."

As soon as the name came out, Pan Wenfang, who was kneeling on the steps to pray, immediately got up and ran towards the door.

"Pastor Bai? Is that you?"

Ying Xian and Chu Zheng looked at each other suspiciously, and then looked in the direction of the door.

Not only them, everyone in the church looked over.

Bai Shaofeng outside the door became excited when he heard the voice of an acquaintance, "Wenfang? Is that you? I'm Pastor Bai, let me in!"

As soon as these words came out, Ying Xian subconsciously clenched his fists.

No way?
If it's not an acquaintance, just let him in!
Fortunately, Pan Wenfang didn't open the door, but asked, "Pastor Bai, it's not that I don't want to let you in, it's just that I don't know if you are infected, and I can't risk other people's lives!"

Bai Shaofeng heard the words and said eagerly, "I am not infected, I swear in the name of God, if I am infected, I will go to hell!"

A sentence that seems a little ridiculous in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of Pan Wenfang, a devout Christian, is extremely sacred.

She immediately took out the key and opened the lock on the iron chain wrapped around the doorknob, carefully put Bai Shaofeng in, and then locked the door.

Someone raised an objection, but Pan Wenfang stared back.

"The pastor is God's messenger in the world! God will have mercy on him just as he has mercy on you!"

But Pan Wenfang also knew that letting Bai Shaofeng in like this would cause other people's dissatisfaction, so he immediately said to him, "Pastor Bai, I have no other intention to wrong you to go to the confession room to be isolated alone for an hour... It's also for them For the sake of thinking, after all, there are also students who have fled here."

Bai Shaofeng had no objection to this and nodded.

Pan Wenfang winked at the others, and someone came up and took Bai Shaofeng respectfully to the confession room.

Seeing how they treated Bai Shaofeng differently from them, Chu Zheng bit her lip, but still didn't express her inner dissatisfaction.

Now that everyone is awake, they sit down with familiar people and start sharing food.

There are still some bread and biscuits in the church, but Pan Wenfang is in charge of them. Christians except students can only get a small bag.

Although the students were allowed to hide in the church, Pan Wenfang had no intention of sharing food with them.

Wang Jian and the others also brought food from school. They sat in a circle and ate their own food.

Yang Lijuan walked out of the room holding her belly, and sat next to Ying Xian.

Although there was food in the space, none of the three of them had a bag with them when they came here. If they took it out of thin air to eat now, it would definitely attract everyone's attention.

Ying Xian suddenly encountered difficulties, and now she can't take Chuzheng and Yang Lijuan to eat in a separate room, which is even a bit deceiving.

Seeing her struggle, Yang Lijuan said empathetically, "I'm not hungry, so I don't need to eat for now."

Chu Zheng also nodded quickly.

Yan Xiaowei, who had been paying attention to them, felt that they might have nothing to eat.

Holding the obviously shriveled schoolbag in her hand, she hesitated for a moment, then quietly took out three small buns and stuffed them in her pocket, and walked towards Ying Xian.

"I still have some food on me, you can eat these buns first."

Yan Xiaowei glanced at the other people who were eating, and stuffed the bun in her pocket into Ying Xian's arms.

Ying Xian was stunned, she didn't expect Yan Xiaowei to be willing to take the initiative to share the precious food with them.

Just as she was about to refuse, Yan Xiaowei bent her eyes towards them and smiled slightly.

"We are all classmates, we should help each other."

(End of this chapter)