Doomsday hoarding: I build a global survivor base

Nowadays, the village is wrapped in gray fog, the wind is biting, every household is closed, and the whole village is enveloped in cold fog.

After Liang Qing investigated the situation of gray fog, he went home with Song Yao and met a patrol team organized by the village.

The leader was the village chief. After seeing the two of them, he greeted: "Xiao Liang, are you going out to investigate too?"

Liang Qing nodded, "Yes, I went to see if the fog had cleared this time. If it continues, there might be some danger coming out of the fog, and I'm not too worried."

The village chief took a breath of dry smoke and sighed: "That's right, the fog has not cleared these days, and you can't even see the gray Queen of Heaven. Alas, I don't know what year it is, but some weird things happen."

During these days, the village chief has been extremely busy and has lost contact with the outside world. He can only make decisions on many things by himself.

Fortunately, two young men, Liang Qing and Song Yao, were in the village. Before the volcano erupted, they collected all kinds of information and let the old village chief know the situation in the outside world.

Suddenly, a piercing scream came from the west end of the village, "Help!"

Hearing this, everyone felt anxious and hurried to the west end of the village.

At the west end of the village is an original primary school. With the outflow of the population, the primary school has no use. It was transformed into a place for elderly people to live. It is now occupied by several families whose houses collapsed due to floods and heavy rains.

Liang Qing and Song Yao looked at each other and rushed over to see what was going on.

When they arrived, there were dense black crows flying low in the sky and landing on the eaves. They looked extremely scary in the gloomy fog.

The person who called for help was a middle-aged woman. She was holding her husband and sitting on the ground crying.

When she saw the old village chief arriving, she seemed to have a backbone, and tears flowed out.

"Village chief, you have to make the decision for us. We are an honest couple and we only support one child to go to college. We have never done anything bad. But my old Liu was suddenly targeted by someone and went out to behead him. When I was getting firewood, someone hit me twice on the head, and I fell unconscious not long after I came back."

"I don't know who it is that has a grudge against our old Liu, and he actually does such a cruel thing. Oh, oh, oh, how can I live?"

Her cry was pitiful, but her husband's body in her arms slowly grew cold.

The old village chief comforted her and said: "Daughter-in-law of the Liu family, don't worry, let us see what's going on first. Although the natural disaster is coming, everyone now has food reserves at home, and there is no shortage of one or two bites to eat. "

"Besides, I told you not to leave the village to work in the fields, especially when there is gray fog. Look at your disobedience. Now that something has happened, who are you going to find reason for?"

The Liu family's daughter-in-law slowly wiped away her tears: "I don't know. During the heavy rain, some of our food was ruined. Seeing that the weather was getting colder day by day, Lao Liu wanted to chop more firewood and ask the villagers for help. The other people went out secretly in exchange for some food.”

The old village chief didn't know what to say.

Ever since Liang Qing showed him the tragic situation outside, he had to believe that something good would happen after the gray fog fell, so the villagers were prevented from going out to work. Only when the gray fog disappeared could they go out in groups to chop wood. .He knew that Lao Liu was a stubborn person and usually refused to listen to what he said, but he didn't expect that he would be confused at this time and lose his life in vain.

He called Song Yao over: "Xiao Song, you have studied as a doctor, show Uncle Liu what's going on. And let your Aunt Liu understand."

Song Yao stood over, and Aunt Liu slowly let go of her hand. Several people from the patrol slowly lifted her up and helped her back into the house.

Lao Liu's body was also carried to the door.

The Liu family's daughter-in-law cried and said: "When your Uncle Liu came back, he said he saw several figures dancing and dancing. He originally thought that it was other people who came out to chop wood, but they were just trying to scare him, so he started yelling at them. What? I think those things gave your Uncle Liu a slap, and he only has three claws on his head, which look like they were scratched by someone."

Song Yao carefully observed the wounds of the middle-aged man on the ground. There were three black and red scratches on his wrinkled brow, as if someone had suddenly raised a claw and scratched him.

But modern people generally don't have such long nails, and the depth of nearly two to three centimeters looks like some kind of sharp claws.

Liang Qing also squatted down and observed Uncle Liu's injuries. He had no other wounds on his body, only three on his forehead. Even if they were scratched by people, they should not have caused death so quickly. They should have been caused by other things. of.

"What on earth is this? Could it be brought by the gray fog?"

Song Yao shook his head, "Not necessarily, maybe it was just wild beasts coming out of the mountains, and Uncle Liu was scratched by them. But ordinary wild beasts will not be so aggressive, unless they are some large brown bears."

"But there are no such large beasts in the original mountain. If there are, there will only be some small animals, such as wild monkeys."

Liang Qing compared them and found that these three paw prints were relatively narrow, so they were probably monkeys.

So he nodded and said, "That's possible. Could it be that because of the loss of sunlight and the lack of food on the mountain, these monkeys in the mountains had to come further to find food, so they bumped into Uncle Liu and started a conflict. "

However, small animals should not cause death. There is only another possibility, and that is that monkeys have also mutated.

While avoiding Aunt Liu, Song Yao told the old village chief this guess.

The old village chief smoked two dry cigarettes and sighed: "That should be it. We once said that we were going to build a nature reserve in the original mountain, but later it was ignored due to some factors. I do know that there are some monkeys in the mountainous area. , among the older generation, we have also heard that they will come out to look for food during disaster years, and sometimes they will rob the granaries of other people in the village like gangsters."

Having said this, the old village chief slapped his thigh and stood up, "Oh no, I have to inform every household in the village about this as soon as possible. The place where the grain was originally stored will definitely not be much safer. The noses of those monkeys They are so sensitive and tight that they can cultivate even a little bit of food."

Liang Qing nodded, "Okay, then I will go and help. Moreover, these monkeys may belong to a mutated species. Uncle Liu was injured by his claws, so there may be some poison in them. I must remind everyone to pay more attention to safety. Try not to confront these people head-on."

Members of other patrols also understood the importance of the current situation and quickly took action. (End of chapter)