Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

The quilt on the right-hand side of Chi Xiaochi swelled a small ball-shaped thing, apparently the little leopard waiting to die.

... I don't know when it crawled into bed.

Chi Xiaochi uncovered the quilt and found that the little leopard's sleeping posture was very elegant. He was lying on his back like a human, turned out the thin soft fur on his belly, his claws were on his ears, and his flesh-colored little nose shrugged.

Chi Xiaochi put his hand on its small paw pad and poked it.

It moved, clawed its forefinger and held out Chi Xiaochi's forefinger, rolled over, lying on his side and covering his fingertips, sucking, biting his slightly protruding teeth, like a coquettish, also Like kissing.

Chi Xiaochi knew that he probably regarded himself as a mother.

In the beginning, in order to take care of the dog meat, Ikekoike went to the pet shop with Lou Ying, but I learned how to take care of cats and dogs, so that when I saw this large cat, Ikekoike's first reaction was to give it a try Pack cat food.

Chi Xiaochi teased him: "You really want to go with me? There is no meat to eat with me."

The little leopard woke up, her grey-blue eyes covered with leeches, narrowed slightly, and instinctively drilled into the arms of Chi Xiaochi.

Chi Xiaochi's heart softened, thinking, where is it so small, where can it go? Maybe one spoonful of stew as soon as I go out.

Chi Xiaochi made an ultimatum with it: "Let's discuss it first, if you dare to eat me, I dare to eat you."

The little leopard lay on his chest, seemingly satisfied with this new resting place, and whimpered and fell asleep.

Chi Xiaochi asked, "Six teachers, can it understand what I say."

"It's just an ordinary leopard." 061 said, "Since there are no cancer cells, no intelligence will evolve."

Chi Xiaochi turned over Ding Qiuyun's memory and could not help thinking, it is better not to have intelligence.

Everything is spiritual, and naturally it is good.

Everything is intelligent, and at the same time possessing the **** and hunting skills that have evolved over millions of years, it is truly terrible.

It's half an hour before three o'clock.

During this time, Chi Xiaochi downloaded all the real-time maps in China.

This catastrophe is different from geological disasters such as earthquakes and mudslides, and the terrain will not be greatly changed. With a map in hand, you can take fewer detours when looking for supplies.

061 asked him: "Where is Gu Xinzhi, what are you going to do?"

"What can I do?" Chi Koike said slowly. "I don't have to die first for this kind of person. He doesn't even think he is wrong."

He moved his body and said half-jokingly, "How do your Lord God want me to die?"

With this movement, the little leopard sleeping on his back had a tendency to wake up again, and gently pulled his nose with his little paw.

Chi Xiaochi held the communicator in one hand, and lightly touched his soft belly with his fingertips from top to bottom.

The little leopard gradually became quiet.

061 laughs: "You are so nice to it."

Chi Xiaochi calmly stroked the little guy. Exclaimed: "Of course, this is my reserve grain."

061: "..."

Little Leopard: "..."

Hearing food reserves wanted to bite.

061 also wanted to ask what time he planned to deal with Gu Xinzhi, time was up.

... hmm.

The air conditioning fan sent out the last warm air, like a low sigh, and then stopped.

The era of the old humans ends in this sigh.

Chi Xiaochi hugged the baby leopard with one hand, turned over from the bed, and hid it in Yu Wen's surviving quilt. He grabbed a flashlight and went straight to Ding's and Ding's room in the dark.

The temperature adjustment system was turned off, and the intelligent glass with adjustable temperature and temperature changed back to ordinary glass. The heat accumulated in the room was quickly swallowed by the beast-like cold, but it was only a short distance from getting out of bed to ringing the door of the parents' room. Room temperature The feces fell several degrees with the naked eye.

When holding the handle of the parents' room door, a coldness swept up from the fingertips, causing Ji Koike's eyelids to jump.

Ding Ding and Ding Mu are not awake.

Quilts do give the illusion of warmth and safety.

Chi Xiaochi pushed people to wake up: "Dad, the temperature system has stopped."

Father D was still a little confused, and stood up: "It's okay, wait at home, it should be restored in a while."

Chi Xiaochi said mildly: "It should be a power outage in the whole city, and all electricity in the family has stopped. In case it can't be restored all night, my grandfather can handle it, Sister Ding may not stand it."

Father Ding thought it sounded reasonable. He called Mother Ding and planned to go to the car for a night, and Chi Xiaochi took two cold-proof clothes and flashlights to make it easier for parents to put on their clothes.

Father Ding was a little surprised when he got the cold protection clothes, and asked where the clothes came from.

Chi Xiaochi replied that he went home deliberately today because the weather was too cold recently and he wanted to send a cold suit to the old couple just in case.

Father Ding trusted his son so much that he would only ask once.

Mother Ding on the side smiled and said, "The child is old and filial."

Chi Xiaochi smiled, and when he was out of the door, he was busy packing his parents' toiletries, used cups, and nearly double-sided embroidery into the bag.

After all this, he raised his wrist and looked at the newly purchased multifunctional watch.

Three thirty.

At this point in time, many people should have been awakened by freezing in their sleep, but did not want to leave home. They trembled and waited for the heating system to recover until the quilt was frozen and formed into a cold and heavy bed. Corpse.

After confirming that Ding's father and mother had packed up, Chi Xiaochi carried his backpack on his shoulders and returned to the bedroom in a few steps. He took out the little leopard who had earned an extra 20 minutes of sleep time, opened the collar and stuffed it in.

Before leaving, Mother Ding also wanted to drink saliva. Whoever wanted to turn on the faucet found that the water pipe was frozen, and a few drops of water were cold and smelly and rusty, and she could n’t help but wonder: ? "

Father Ding's mind was quite clear, and it seemed that the situation was not right, and he did not hold on to the ground here, holding his wife's shoulders and saying, "Let's go to the car."

After opening the door, the corridor was as dead as dead. Three or four families, like Ding's, simply packed things and planned to go to the car for the night.

The elevator naturally stopped, so everyone went up the stairs.

Since the beginning of artificial intelligence, human relationships have become apathetic. Everyone is used to chatting on the display screen, but not good at face-to-face communication with living people.

After meeting them, everyone nodded silently to each other, even after saying hello.

Only Mother Ding asked, "Mr. Li, has your water stopped?"

Mr. Li surnamed "um", held the communicator with one hand, used as a lighting tool, and hugged the drowsy child in his arms. The action was the same alert as the expression.

The little girl was about seven or eight years old, she smothered her face in Mr. Li's arms, and snorted, "Daddy, you are so cold."

Mr. Li said, "Dad is not cold, you are fine, sleep again, ah."

The little girl said, "You're cold. I'll keep you warm."

Talking, her immature little hand protruded from the small blanket, protecting Mr. Li's face.

Mr. Li was agitated, quickly grabbed the child's wrist, and tucked it back into the small blanket properly.

By the light of the flashlight, Chi Xiaochi saw something, his eyes narrowed slightly.

061 also found something wrong: "... Koike."

Chi Xiaochi: "Shh."

The child was only wrapped in a small thin blanket, not like to keep warm, but more like cover.

The girl's outstretched wrist had a mottled cyan corpse.

... This is an old human father, and a new human daughter.

Of course, as far as the present point of time is concerned, the so-called "new humans" are monsters, aliens, and dead bodies crawling out of the mud in the eyes of everyone, and should not be stored in the world's filth.

In recent days, related departments are investigating from house to house who have resurrected people according to the death list of cancer patients provided by the hospital. If there are active reporters, certain bonuses can be issued.

This is why the father is secretive and unwilling to show his daughter.

But he was totally worried.

This is a matter for others, and Chi Xiaochi did not intend to manage it.

The family descended to the parking lot on the second floor.

The sweltering parking lot was as cold as an old ice cellar.

Many people have found it wrong, and hid in the car with their mouths. In order to save gasoline, the air conditioner was turned on for a while, and all the cars were turned off, leaving only a restless face hidden in the window glass, staring at the cold and dark outside.

Without the protection of artificial intelligence, the fragile humans are vulnerable.

The roar of the car's engine echoed in the parking lot, but the heat emitted was quickly consumed by the snake-like darkness.

It's almost like a large suspension room, each car is a living coffin.

Father Ding started the car and pressing the self-starting button for a long time didn't work. He could only use the car key to open the door with little skill.

The long-lost warm wind came slowly, telling Ding and Ding to be relieved.

But the pool Koike did not relax.

To be precise, it was his instinct that belonged to Ding Qiuyun that played a role.

Ding Qiuyun has lived in the wasteland for many years and has developed extremely sensitive and powerful nerves. Although his body still cannot adapt to the changing temperature, his perception of danger is far better than that of old humans, and even more experienced than some new humans .

After sitting in the co-pilot seat, he put his ears on the window glass with a layer of water mist, and heard the sound of another weird sound outside the sound of blood flowing in his ears, as if it were some kind of reptile Scales rubbed on the ground.

Chi Xiaochi's face tightened: "Old man, go quickly."

The warm wind covered the face, making people drowsy. Ding Fu just planned to rest, listening to his son's tone differently, holding the steering wheel while wondering: "Where to go?"

Chi Xiaochi: "Go-"

Suddenly, someone slammed the window glass of the side where the pond was.

Chi Xiaochi's ears were numb, and he pulled away and wiped out the heating mist on the glass.

There was no one outside, but something faintly resembling the sweat of a child's hand emerged from the glass.

A child voice whispered, "Uncle, save me."

The mother Ding, who was sitting in the back seat, heard the voice, and went to the door subconsciously.

Chi Xiaochi's eyes were very fast. He pressed the button manually to lock the door completely, then turned his head back, and frowned and shook his head.

Ding was a little puzzled: "Qiu Yun, there are children outside."

Chi Xiaochi made a snoring gesture, pointing at the fingerprint to let Mother Ding take a closer look.

... is it possible that a person's hand is sweaty green?

The little leopard in his arms jumped to his knees, shrugged his back, put on a alert, and gave a childish growl.

At this time, it made Chi Xiaochi think it was a real leopard.

The knock on the window didn't work, and the outside began to pull the door.

Flip, flick, flick.

The sound of sliding the door was getting more and more urgent, rough and brutal, and the storm was normal, but the child's voice was still sweet and helpless, showing the heart-warming innocent: "Open the door, uncle."

"I'm here."

"Open the door, open it, open it."

Ding Ding Ding Mu was not a dull man, and at this time realized that things were not good.

While the couple were facing each other, a terrible human cry blew up in a car parked directly opposite Ding's vehicle, and the vehicle began to shake left and right, as if someone was struggling to roll in it.

Father Ding turned on the high beam immediately, and glanced at him, almost having a heart attack.

The front windshield on the opposite side was covered with blood. The man who was sitting in the car had been tilted, and a large hole in the flesh had been drilled into his chest. Two green creepers had emerged from his eyes.

... Yes, creeper.

In order to beautify the community environment, the property intentionally opened several climbing walls in the community.

And this lush green plant, like many other plants, has become a killer weapon after the end of the world.

With an intelligent creeper, it was determined at the first time that its ideal fertilizer was human.

As a result, humans became their flowerpots.

The branches and leaves penetrated through the human body, walking through the shell, drawing blood from the human body with extreme lameness, and swallowing with large mouths.

His young wife opened the car door and screamed and fled to the stairs. However, she did not escape a few steps and was dragged to the ground by a strange force.

Creeper tangled her ankle and pulled her to the bottom of a nearby car.

The woman's high heels kicked the car up and down, accompanied by screams of horror and pain, while the owner of the car shrank in the car, clenched her steering wheel, clenched her teeth, and dared not move.

Soon, there was no sound under the car.

The creeper climbed contentedly to the next car.

It staggered its branches and leaves to simulate the shape of a child's palm, tapped the glass of the next car, and made a childish voice: "Uncle, open the door."