Infinite Disaster Survival

The sky is about to brighten, and the golden crow rises in the east.

Wen Zheng finished a whole night of training and walked to the balcony, and saw a layer of mist covering the sky and the earth. The weather these days is a bit strange. First, the temperature in summer drops day by day, and then there is a rare mist in summer, which reminds Wen Zheng of the summer when he encountered the game a few years ago, but it was unbearably hot.

The breeze blew in his face, and Wen Zheng fixed his strength around his eyes and stared at the thick white mist. The concentration of spiritual energy has increased a little, but the concentration of spiritual energy has been slowly increasing in recent years, and he lives here, so it is not surprising.

Perhaps because the last disaster mission is coming, Wen Zheng always has an urgent sense of urgency to quickly improve his strength. Now he has cultivated to 70% of his peak ability.

This peak ability refers to the highest strength that includes all disaster worlds.

His fingers slid quietly in the air, and Grandpa Wen called out from behind: "Xiao Zheng, go to Lao Zhang's house outside the community and buy a few soup dumplings."

Even the most powerful people need to obey their family's arrangements.

The mysterious atmosphere around Wen Zheng disappeared under his grandfather's call, and he turned from the balcony into the house, and became a happy ordinary person again. After looking for Tuan Tuan who didn't know where to go, Wen Zheng went out alone with his mobile phone and changed his shoes.

Carrying a watering can, Grandpa Wen walked onto the balcony humming the tune of opera he had recently heard, facing the sun and looking at the scenery in the distance, and said with a smile: "Today's weather is really good."

I didn't meet many people when I took the elevator, but I met a little more people when I walked in the community. Children complained with their parents that they didn't want to go to training classes, and a thin layer of young people who were exercising had already appeared. The elderly came back with the fresh vegetables they bought, and the girls who got up early and rushed to work could put on makeup while running. Each of them was experiencing their own ordinary life.

In the last world, Wen Zheng stayed in the underworld for too long. When he just came back, he was a little dazed every time he saw similar scenes.

He has always been treated like a god by the people around him. As time goes by, his feelings as a human will dissipate little by little. Fortunately, Wen Zheng has Tuan Tuan by his side. The father-son relationship has become the anchor for Wen Zheng to stabilize his emotions. Even so, Wen Zheng always has a sense of alienation after coming back.

This state rarely appears in front of Grandpa Wen, but he was still discovered by Grandpa Wen. He not only strongly supports Wen Zheng to take Tuan Tuan out to set up a stall, but also always finds various reasons to let Wen Zheng go out for a walk.

The memories of the disaster world were treasured by Wen Zheng in his heart. The memories of his life in his own world were taken out. These residents of the same community who had met before may always run into Wen Zheng and his children every once in a while. The number of encounters has become much more frequent in recent days, but for Wen Zheng, it has been more than a hundred years since he has seen them.

When he walked out of the gate of the community and walked towards several breakfast shops nearby, the surrounding environment became more lively.

The steamed buns at Lao Zhang's are delicious and made with exquisite ingredients. People nearby like to eat here. But there are too many people eating here, and the queue time is long. Some people are impatient and go to other shops to buy. Wen Zheng has no lack of patience and time. He walked to the end of the line and lined up slowly.

When Wen Zheng came to Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang looked up with a sense of something, and immediately greeted him with a smile on his face: "Lao Wen asked you to buy soup dumplings again today, and five baskets? Why didn't your children come with you today?"

Lao Zhang's words seemed to break some enchantment. The people eating and buying meals in the store seemed to have just seen Wen Zheng. After taking a look, they couldn't help but take another look, secretly thinking in their hearts, how could a person with such appearance and temperament not notice him when he was queuing? It must be because the soup dumplings were too delicious/too obsessed with gossip/always looking at the phone.

The store suddenly became quiet for a few seconds, and then slowly there were voices again, but the voices became much smaller, and the eyes were still secretly looking at Wen Zheng.

Most of the people who came here to eat lived in the same community. Some of them had a good relationship with Grandpa Wen and took the initiative to greet Wen Zheng. Wen Zheng blocked the whispers that he could easily hear in his room and responded with a few words.

"What's wrong with your buns? They taste sour."

The angry voice came into his ears, and almost everyone around who was eating soup dumplings immediately raised their heads. After looking left and right and finding that they were not customers of this store, they quickly breathed a sigh of relief. It was okay as long as there was no problem with Lao Zhang's buns.

The sound of quarreling came again. It was probably the boss who made a few excuses. The questioning sounded even more angry: "It was freshly made this morning, so why is it sour? You just brought it to me, and I just took a bite and I tasted something wrong. This can't be faked at all. Everyone come and have a look."

Now I can hear the source of the voice clearly. It came from the opposite side. The man had a loud voice, and every word was clearly transmitted to them.

Few people don't like to watch the excitement. Even if they pass by and see the excitement, they want to go over and watch. This happened just opposite.

The eyes that were originally on Wen Zheng moved to the opposite side. How can a man be more interesting than the excitement.

Those who lined up still lined up, but they all turned around. Those who sat outside to eat adjusted their angles. Those who sat inside even stood at the door with buns in their hands and watched while eating.

The boss of the bun shop opposite smiled, probably knowing that it was his fault. He was saying something, but the voice was too soft to hear clearly. But the man who ate the bad bun was not satisfied, and continued to shout loudly: "Who wants your buns? I don't know what materials you use and when you make them. Even if you compensate me more, I dare not eat them. Let's follow the law. Ten times the compensation, if it is less than one thousand, pay one thousand."

"One thousand! Why don't you go and rob? Our small business is not as good as the business opposite. It takes half a month of hard work to earn one thousand. You didn't eat the buns, can't I return the money to you?" The boss opposite also started to speak, and he seemed to be about to cry.

Lao Zhang, who was standing near Wen Zheng, was not happy when he heard this and complained in a low voice: "What Wang Lao Er said is fine, but why did he drag my family into this for no reason? He deserved what happened today."

Wen Zheng glanced at Lao Zhang, who mistakenly thought that Wen Zheng was curious about what he said, so he lowered his voice and talked to Wen Zheng. The two shops are opposite each other, and they both sell buns, but most of them come to Lao Zhang's place. The reason why the opposite shop can still be opened is that it is cheap and the cost is estimated to be low enough.

Although the cost of the opposite shop has never been mentioned, Lao Zhang will inevitably notice that if he puts more seasonings on the ingredients, puts them in the refrigerator if they are not sold out today, and mixes them with new ones tomorrow and sells them as usual, something will happen sooner or later.

The man who asked for compensation was not happy when he heard that the boss said he was not happy. He held the spoiled buns in his hand and called the reporting phone number on the spot.

Wang Lao Er on the opposite side was probably a little flustered. He kept walking back and forth and went to apologize to the man again, but he was not happy and insisted that someone come to check the store.

After watching the excitement for a while, everyone continued to eat breakfast. When Lao Zhang handed out the freshly baked soup dumplings to the guests, he heard a burst of exclamations from the other side.

"What are you doing?!"

"Ah, everyone be careful!"

"Run!"

Wang Lao Er rushed straight to the man with a kitchen knife in his hand. The incident happened suddenly and the distance was too close. Wang Lao Er's speed was much faster than that of a normal person. Seeing that the knife was about to hit him, Wen Zheng frowned, reached out and picked up the garlic cloves on Lao Zhang's counter, and shot out with a flick of his finger.

Wang Lao Er only felt that his wrist was hit by something, and his wrist was in great pain. He couldn't hold the kitchen knife in his hand anymore, and it fell down and hit his own foot.

The deafening howl resounded through several streets. The uniformed staff just rushed over and called the police and ambulance urgently when they saw the blood flowing on the ground.

Now it is no longer an ordinary consumer complaint case. It has directly evolved into a drama of intentional injury that failed and hurt himself instead.

Everyone was frightened by the series of accidents, and after they came to their senses, they basically took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Only Wen Zheng looked at Lao Zhang: "Uncle Zhang, are my soup dumplings ready?"

"Ah?" Lao Zhang looked at Wen Zheng with a tangled face. After hearing his words, he lowered his head and habitually packed the soup dumplings and handed them to Wen Zheng. When Wen Zheng walked out of the store, he muttered to himself, "I must have seen it wrong, I saw it wrong."

After telling himself repeatedly, Lao Zhang was still thinking about it in his heart and ran directly to the opposite side.

The kitchen knife used to chop the bun filling is thick and heavy. When Wang Laoer didn't hold it firmly in his hand, the kitchen knife fell with the blade facing down. The weight of the kitchen knife itself plus the effect of gravity, even if the foot was not cut off, it would not be much different.

After wailing a few times, Wang Laoer fainted directly from the pain. The injured foot was still bleeding, but no one around knew how to deal with this situation, so they could only wait for the arrival of the ambulance.

The staff who were supposed to handle the complaints were at the scene to maintain order, but in fact, because the scene was a bit tragic, most people took a look and retreated, and very few people stood by to take pictures and videos.

Wang Laoer squeezed in smoothly, and couldn't help but take a breath when he saw it up close. He felt a pain in his feet just by seeing it. He endured the discomfort and scanned the ground around him. Finally, in an inconspicuous corner, he saw a garlic.

Maybe it was just a coincidence.

Lao Zhang thought, and couldn't help but recall the scene where he just saw Wen Zheng's shot. At this time, another accident happened. There was a customer who was left as a witness in Wang Laoer's store, and he was screaming: "Rat, there is a rat."

Seeing a rat in a restaurant is really disgusting, but it's a bit inappropriate to scream for it at this time. But when people looked in the direction of the screaming person's finger, they found a rat that was almost as big as a kitten, biting a bun and slipping away.

The person who had just eaten in this store vomited on the spot.

The surroundings were in turmoil again, and many people who were nearby heard the noise and ran over to watch the excitement.

Among the crowd, Wen Zheng walked away in the opposite direction with a steamed bun in his hand, and answered the phone in his other hand: "Grandpa, I have already bought the soup dumplings. I am on my way home now. What else do you want me to buy?"

After hanging up the phone, Wen Zheng frowned and looked at the sky, then turned around and went to the nearest supermarket.

First complete the task assigned by grandpa, and then explore the sudden abnormality.