Xiao Lin of the apocalypse system

Chapter 239

The cultural relics that once caused a sensation, or stood proudly on the booth for a long time and received the attention of human beings, were reduced to ordinary utensils of human beings not long ago.Or some people will complain, "What cultural relics! Boiling water is not as fast as an enamel jar!"

Seeing that Xiao Lin seemed to be quite interested, Mr. Zhang couldn't help saying, "This is a museum, and many of them are treasures. It would be great if you could keep a few of them."

He has been fighting for this all his life, but now he can only watch these precious cultural relics being destroyed in front of his eyes. The heart-piercing kind is really beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Xiao Lin turned to look at him, "Reserve?"

Zhang Lao's heart moved, and the already dying flame in his heart seemed to be rekindled at this moment, and his tone also inadvertently became anxious.

"If it's possible, I mean if it's convenient, you guys, can you take a few of them? This is the treasure of all mankind, if possible, I"

Mr. Zhang couldn't continue, his lips were trembling with excitement, and his eye sockets were slightly swollen.

Whenever he heard those bandits smashing priceless ceramics or destroying other cultural relics as if they were playing, Mr. Zhang wished that his ears could not hear at all.

Anyway, if these cultural relics continue to stay here, they will eventually perish one day. It is better to let these two dolls take them away, maybe they can save one or two.

But these things are too cumbersome after all, they can neither eat nor drink, and Xiao Lin and the others don't seem to be particularly interested in these things, and Mr. Zhang is not sure whether the other party will accept his proposal.

He also knew that his request was unreasonable, but it was inevitable that he had some hope.After all, to let an old man who has been fighting for it all his life to witness their destruction and be powerless is really more uncomfortable than killing him.

Xiao Lin and 003 looked at each other, not quite understanding why Mr. Zhang suddenly became so excited.

Xiao Lin doesn't think he has such noble sentiments when it comes to protecting cultural relics.

It's not that she doesn't know that cultural relics are very valuable, but the problem is, now is the end of the world, who still has the leisure to play with antiques?She doesn't have any elegant interests, like collecting antiques or something?At least for now, she wasn't very interested.

However, perhaps because of the scorching brilliance suddenly bursting out from the dying old man's eyes, Xiao Lin felt that a certain string in his heart seemed to be gently, gently plucked. for a moment.

She suddenly wanted to know why a person would be so desperate.

003 looked at Mr. Zhang, who was a little excited, and Xiao Lin, who seemed to have no reaction, and suddenly said in a relaxed tone, "Succeed, Xiao Lin, anyway, we are fine for the time being, just go shopping, take a look, look Is there anything fun to do?"

Xiao Lin froze for a moment, then nodded, "Ah."

"Thank you, thank you!" A boulder fell to the ground in his heart, and Mr. Zhang seemed to be injected with vitality.He bowed excitedly to Xiao Lin and 003, and kept saying thank you.

The intention was not to help him, 003 avoided him a little uncomfortable, "Thank you, it's not your family."

Mr. Zhang smiled, and there seemed to be water in his eyes, "Yes, it's not my family's, but I'm happier than hearing that my property has been preserved."

003 stared at him for a few seconds, curled his lips, "That's weird."

The human mind is so strange.

Mr. Zhang laughed out loud, feeling that the suffocation and turbidity that had been pressing on his chest had all dissipated, and Wen Tang was also happy from ear to ear.Although he doesn't have the lofty sentiments of Mr. Zhang, he also hopes to preserve the country's wealth as much as possible. He is naturally very happy when things are going smoothly.

"By the way," Wen Tang suddenly remembered what he saw just now, and hurriedly changed the subject, "When you came yesterday, how many people were there?"

Xiao Lin paused, "There is another car."

Wen Tang nodded, "That's right. When I came back from fetching water just now, I saw a man I had never seen before coming diagonally across. Looking at the direction, it seemed that he was coming from Brother Qiang's side." After a short pause, Wen Tang Only then did he consider, "Aren't you two together?"

003 sneered, and stirred the pot a few times with a big spoon, "Who is with them? He deserves it too!"

Wen Tang didn't know much about the grievances among these people, so he didn't make any further comments.But the kindness of dripping water is reciprocated by the fountain, even if Xiao Lin and the others are not good people, their actions yesterday alone are enough for Wentang to turn towards the axe duo.

"Then, you'd better be careful, Brother Qiang and the others are not kind people."

Those people controlled the surrounding area, and the survivors who had to temporarily live in the museum because they had nowhere to go lived a life of darkness under their oppression.

If you want to live here, you have to pay the so-called "rent". If you don't have it, you have to go to work in the wind and snow, collecting firewood, fetching water, cooking, whatever you are tired or dangerous; or you will be kicked out directly.From time to time, Brother Qiang and the others would force the survivors to go out to find food. As long as they went out, they could not return empty-handed, and half of the supplies they found would be confiscated.

It's not that no one wanted to resist, but they all failed without exception.After all, the opponents are numerous and powerful, and the rebels have no weapons, not to mention the weakness caused by the long-term lack of clothing and food.

If you fail, you will be driven out; and in such an environment, being driven out without transportation and food means death.

(End of this chapter)