Xiao Lin of the apocalypse system

Chapter 204

At first, it was necessary for people to come. Later, with the saturation of the population inside the base, the conditions rose to physical integrity or a skill, and then to the evolutionary or a skill. Later, the base clearly gave the direction of the required talents. If If you are not an evolutionary, then you must be one of the rare occupations listed in the "Required Talent Table".

It's a pity that Wan Zuofei and his companions are neither professional rare talents nor evolutionists, they are just slightly stronger than ordinary people.

After learning that he didn't meet the requirements, Wan Zuofei's heart sank. In addition, he witnessed the survivors who died under the enemy's artillery fire.

Working hard, overcoming many difficulties and obstacles, finally reaching the gate of the base, only to be told that he can't get in?
This is simply not a human thing!

If they can't enter the base to seek asylum, then what is the effort they have made before!

During the ten days of waiting outside, Wan Zuofei and his companions witnessed several people go crazy after being unable to bear the blow.

That kind of desperation with no way out, no way to go to heaven, no way to go down to earth, really challenges the nerves.

Do you continue to wait here to die?

Or follow capable people to find a way out?
In an instant, the body automatically made a choice for Wan Zuofei.

Move the tree to move the dead, move the living, fight!
Xiao Lin and the others didn't care whether they were following or not, they just drove forward.

However, because the speed of the tracked vehicle is not as fast as that of normal tires, and they are not familiar with the road, the snow on the ground has not yet melted, and the trees next to it have also been cut down for firewood, and if they are not careful, they may slip. It couldn't get out of the ditch, so the speed didn't increase much, and the tails behind didn't move away much.

Fortunately, Xiao Lin and 003 both have the kind of physique that can ignore the people around them as long as they want to. After confirming that those guys are not a big threat, let's do that for now.

Stop and go, 003's car drives very carefully, if something is wrong, it will stop immediately, and then Xiao Lin will get out of the car to explore the road to ensure that the car is driving on the road.

In this way, I didn't walk very far in the morning.

To be honest, the time it takes to go on like this is probably the same as waiting patiently for the snow to melt before going on the road.

Sharpening a knife does not make woodcutters by mistake, what he said really makes sense.

However, Xiao Lin and 003 didn't regret it. As soon as they left the base, they relaxed. It might not be appropriate to say that it was a bird out of the cage, but it was very appropriate for a wild horse that had run away.

Just the two of them, what do you want to do, if you want to code, you can openly take out the board and knock on it for a while, and if you want to eat, you can openly exchange it for food, and there is no need to be like before. I don't know how cool it is to cover up and avoid others!

At this moment Xiao Lin was typing, and Megatron's results made her deeply aware of her laziness.

In nearly a month at the base, she wrote a total of less than [-] words!What a sin!It should be bought!

It is one thing to be very scrupulous because of fear of being discovered by others, and another is to be disturbed by various people and things. Basically, there is no time when you can code with peace of mind.

After writing for a while, Xiao Lin relaxed his neck, looked at the time, raised his head and asked, "Are you hungry? Let's eat."

So the two stopped to cook.

Lunch is easy to make, the staple food is steamed five beef buns from the morning, three for 003, and two for Xiao Lin.

The two also like to eat small pickles of various flavors, so they unpacked another pack of hot and sour cucumbers and made a pack of shredded kelp.

Although it was cold, it was not enough to close the windows all the time. It was inconvenient to be windy while driving. Now that the car was parked, Xiao Lin opened the windows a little, and then the smell of the steamed stuffed bun wafted out slowly and flickeringly.

When the people behind saw the car in front stopped, they also stopped to eat.

They don't have such a good meal anymore, and they still have to decide on any nutrition and taste combination. It would be good if they can barely fill their stomachs. A few people can't even eat enough to satisfy their hunger, so they can only drink porridge to support themselves.

One of the porridge drinkers stopped suddenly, raised his head and smelled the air, swallowed his saliva and said with emotion, "It smells so good!"

A stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves. When he said this, he noticed what he didn't smell at first, and felt that he could smell what he couldn't smell even if he smelled it hard. The food is really bad.

There was a family of three in the team, and the little boy was only five or six years old, skinny and skinny, with only a big head and a skeleton frame left, shaking when the wind blew.

There are only a few bags of flour left in their family, and a small half bottle of oil, and my mother uses it sparingly every time.

Today is still pimple soup, of which the gnocchi is less than a quarter, and there are a few scattered oily spots in the big pot of soup, which can't be seen unless you look carefully.

The little boy was holding a bowl as big as his head to drink pimple soup. He sniffed after smelling the smell, then turned to look at his mother, and said blankly, "Meat."

The father who was drinking the soup felt sad for a while, the eyes of a big man were so red, and the hand holding the bowl was shaking.

He is the pillar of the family, but now he can't do anything.

The little boy's mother was also very thin, with a scrawny face under the messy cut hair, and a pair of big eyes that stood out.

But even so, it can still be barely discerned that this mother is definitely a beauty under normal circumstances.

After hearing what her son said, her body shook, and then she smiled, put her arms around her son and said, "Hey, wait a few more days, when the snow melts, the animals will come out, and we will have meat to eat."

The little boy reacted very slowly, and it took a long time before he raised his head in a daze, "Really?"

"real."

The mother put her arms around the child, while softly describing the beautiful scene of animals walking all over the ground, while coaxing the son to eat.

Their son used to be very smart, sensible and cute, but because he saw too many deaths with his own eyes, he was stimulated, and he couldn't keep up with the nutrition, so he became the slow-moving one he is now.

The mother who finished telling the story paused, and began to hum softly again. Her withered and thin face was full of maternal love, and the people next to her were feeling sad.

But what's the use of being sad, none of them can save the other.

(End of this chapter)