Doomsday lottery system

Chapter 35 The Fourth Survivor
For the whole day, Cao Fei stayed at home and did not go out. He just guarded the driver of the dirt truck, fearing that his injury would repeat itself. To Cao Fei, although the driver of the dirt truck was a stranger he had never seen before. People are not relatives or relatives, but they are very important, because he is the driver and can drive. With him, there is hope for him to return to human society, so Cao Fei is very worried, and he must see him turn the crisis into safety with his own eyes. Only then can I be completely relieved.

In addition, the reason why he didn't go out is another consideration, that is, the driver of the dirt truck is a strong man with a height of more than 1.9 meters, what should he do if he excreted in a coma?What should I do if I pull it?Could it be that Ishikawa Junko, a girl, and Jadela, a child, clean up for him?Don't even think about this kind of pickling work, I'm sure only Cao Fei can do it, so he stays at home, sitting bored from day to night.

Fortunately, the driver of the dirt truck did not pull...

And when he went to sleep at night, Cao Fei didn't go back to the house, he slept on the floor next to the driver of the dirt truck. Of course, he was wearing clothes and pants all night, so he didn't play any scenes of sleeping naked.

There was nothing to say all night, and when the sky seemed bright or dark the next morning, Cao Fei felt as if there was something leaning over him in his sleep. It was so big that it completely enveloped him. Under the shadows, as if being stared at by a wild beast, a sense of danger came instantly.

Cao Fei was very alert and woke up immediately. When he opened his eyes, he saw the driver of the dirt truck sitting next to him. He had woken up from a coma, crossed his legs, and poked his big head over to look at him. , I saw his eyes were open, and his face was full of blood. Fortunately, the sky outside was a little brighter, and his belly was pale. Those who are not good may be scared to pee on the spot.

Cao Fei was about to speak, but at this moment, the driver of the dirt truck spoke first.

It was very rough, with a slightly husky voice: "Survivor?"

Cao Fei nodded: "Yes!"

The dirt truck driver continued to ask, "Is this Dajingyi? Your house?"

Cao Fei nodded: "Yes!"

"You saved me?"

"yes……"

The driver of the dirt truck first sighed a long way: "I thought it must be over this time!" Then, he scratched his head again: "You saved me, but I have nothing to repay you, or... I'll knock you down!" One!"

"Don't, don't...no need!" Cao Fei hurriedly stopped him, what is this all about?I'm going to kowtow one before I say a few words... What the hell, it's not a new year or a festival now, will I pay you back the lucky money after you kowtow?And judging from your voice and appearance, you seem to be older than me, right?Doesn't asking you to kowtow to me break my life expectancy?But farewell, it is not easy to live in this doggy world, and if you lose some life, you might as well just die.

While muttering in his heart, suddenly, Cao Fei remembered another thing.

What’s so special here is not China, but South Korea. Chinese and Koreans are both East Asians, and they look similar. It stands to reason that when two people meet and speak for the first time in this place, they must first greet each other in Korean, unless they have already Knowing that the other party is Chinese, otherwise he would rarely communicate in Chinese when he came up, but the driver of the dirt truck spoke Chinese to me as soon as he came up, and he acted like it was a matter of course, as if he knew that I could understand. The...why?Did he know me before?impossible!Such a big man, if I knew him before, I would definitely have a deep impression on him, it is impossible not to remember it!

Thinking of this, Cao Fei asked strangely: "How do you know that I can speak Chinese?"

The dirt truck driver scratched his head again: "Just now you were talking in your sleep, about ants climbing trees, blood sausage, and blood tofu."

daydream?Well... because Cao Fei saw mechanical termites crawling on the bloody face of the dirt truck driver yesterday, Cao Fei had the impression that he did dream about those things when he dreamed at night.It's just... just saying a few words in your sleep can reveal your true identity, so damn hard to guard against!

Cao Fei nodded: "I am Chinese, my name is Cao Fei, and I am an international student studying in Korea."

The driver of the dirt truck stretched out a big hand like iron pincers, and shook hands with Cao Fei: "I am also Chinese! My compatriots!"

A compatriot almost moved Cao Fei to tears!

Hanging alone overseas, in a foreign country, for such a long time, finally saw a compatriot with the same language and race as himself, who is not a relative but better than a relative. Listening to the Chinese spoken by the driver of the dirt truck, the feeling in Cao Fei's heart is simply amazing. Just be as kind as you want, shook hands firmly, and then asked: "You should be a few years older than me, brother, what's your name?"

"Uljidl Glezhitubaatar."

Cao Fei: "..."

Seeing Cao Fei's bewildered face, the dirt truck driver said, "Oh, you can call me Battelle, I'm from Inner Mongolia, Mongolian."

"Then why did you come here?" Cao Fei thought for a while and asked, "Where did you come from?"

"I'm from Seogwipo."

"Seogwipo! How's the situation over there?"

Battelle shook his head: "Not good..."

It turned out that Battelle is 30 years old and a Mongolian in the NMG Autonomous Region. Because his family background is not very good, he has not studied much. When he was very young, he learned the ability to drive a big car from his relatives and made money by running long distances outside.

In the past, the business of long-distance running was not bad. Dora was overloaded every time he ran fast, and he made a lot of money on one trip. However, in recent years, the overload inspection in China has become stricter. Money, Battelle is an honest man, and he doesn't know how to steal or play tricks, so he became a hard worker, and he ran around exhaustedly, and the money he earned was not enough to pay the fine.

It's a bit messy.

If he wanted to change careers, Battelle didn’t have any other skills. At this time, he met a friend he knew before, who used to drive, but now he no longer drives, but has a promising job, going out to do labor intermediary.

The buddy told Battelle, it’s easy to make money abroad, since you can drive, it’s considered a skill, why don’t you go abroad and try it?

Hearing his flickering, Battelle's mind moved. Anyway, he has no family, no wife and no children, and he is in a state where one person is full and the whole family is not hungry. Where can he be?Since it is easier to make money abroad... well, then go outside for a few years, maybe you will make a fortune in no time.

In this way, through the relationship of that friend, he went through the formalities and arrived in Korea.

I found a job in a freight company in Seogwipo, continued to drive a big truck, and worked as a driver... Well, indeed, the salary is much higher than when I was in China.

However, here, Battelle's eyes are darkened, and he has no acquaintances. Honest people don't go out to spend time and wine. His life is boring and simple. He works and works every day. Goods, deliveries, and counting the days of salary with fingers, waiting for one day to get rich and go back to Guangzong Yaozu, but just got three months of salary, far from the point of getting rich, a catastrophe broke out, zombies came Raid...

(End of this chapter)