Nuke Miko: Chronicles of America

If you are unlucky, it is not impossible to delay the power outage for a month.

"...Ahhh, why aren't there any depressed, disabled, black refugees, Muslims, gays, transgender feminist activists in our apartment? If there are, we can immediately go to the protest march and urge the company to come and repair it?" The landlord, Miss De Norris scratched her hair and yelled.

Akiyama Megumi didn't know how to respond to this politically correct BUFF topic, but Valentina changed the subject with a flat expression, "... By the way, since the power is out here, why don't you go to your boyfriend What? It's the very rich male model I've seen..."

"...Unfortunately, I don't have a boyfriend anymore. I'm currently single, during the vacant period." The landlady replied.

"...Break up?" Qiu Shanhui asked tentatively.

"...No, he's dead." Dolores said calmly, terrified words.

"...Dead?!!" Valentina was taken aback.

"...That's right, he was lucky enough to get a ticket for a cruise on a luxury cruise, and he could bring a family member with him, but this bastard actually brought his sister, but not me ——But it’s a good thing he didn’t take me on the cruise!”

The landlady, Ms. Dolores, sighed and said, "...Look, isn't the whole world plagued by a plague all of a sudden? Unfortunately, the cruise ship he was staying on was hit by a virus outbreak. Everyone on board died. were forced to isolate.

It is said that after more than 30 days of tossing, neither he nor his sister came back alive..."

Silence, silence.

"...Hey, maybe this is life!

It's a pity, Miss Landlady, you just lost a free meal ticket.It's also hard to find new ones these days. "

Valentina curled her lips and said, and then had a sudden thought, "...By the way, maybe we can break into empty doors and occupy other people's empty houses for a temporary stay?

In recent days, many rich people in Los Angeles have gone to the countryside!Many high-end apartments and villas are as empty as ours. "

"...If you don't mind sleeping with a group of weirder guys and being played hard games by the way, you can give it a try.

Don't forget, how many homeless people who think like you are there in Los Angeles? "

Dolores rolled her eyes and complained sharply, "...by the time you come back, if you come back alive, I'm afraid you're already pregnant with the cub of some homeless man, probably of mixed race. Do you want me to deliver the baby for you then?

When I was young, I delivered the pregnant mare and bitch at home, and I was quite skilled..."

This topic is really hot, and Akiyama Hui said that he didn't know how to intervene at all.

After that, they didn't bring up any exciting topics, just chatted about some lace news, such as a certain celebrity or movie star who also fell ill recently, or hid on a remote mountain island to avoid the plague and so on.

After the gossip was over and the pizza was finished, Valentina volunteered to go to the small kitchen to cook the chicken brought back by Kei Akiyama.

And Qiu Shanhui took the candle holder, went straight into the bathroom to wash, and immediately saw half of the rippling black water in the bathtub.

——The bath water is full of black mud discharged from her body after washing the essence and marrow in the afternoon...

Ah, I almost forgot, the drain hole in the bathtub is still blocked!

Hey, it really is an old apartment that has been built for at least half a century.There are uncomfortable bugs everywhere.

But it’s not a problem to keep a tank of black water in the house like this, and it’s late at night, and it’s dark, and Akiyama Hui doesn’t bother to connect the sewer at this time, so he simply opens the window, casts a spell, The remaining bath water condensed into a ball, moved out of the window, and splashed on the street...

Then, she heard a burst of hysterical shouting from downstairs.

Uh?Someone seems to have poured it?

But it doesn't matter, it's already midnight, and those who are still wandering on the streets of Los Angeles at this moment, especially those wandering on a street with black lights and power outages, are definitely not good people. It's also that they deserve what they deserve, and there is nothing to feel guilty about.

Akiyama Hui thought so, and at the same time heard Valentina's cursing sound from the small kitchen.

——Sure enough, after the power outage caused by the lightning strike, the gas pipeline in this apartment also stopped.

This is troublesome, the stove in the kitchen can’t be used, how should I cook chicken soup?

Now that there is a power outage again, even if you want to put the chicken in the refrigerator to freeze, it is impossible.

What's more, as a city with a desert climate, the temperature in Los Angeles at the end of March was already nearly [-] degrees Celsius.

If you leave frozen chicken at room temperature overnight, there is a danger of it starting to spoil.

Ah, I remembered, there seems to be an alcohol stove for camping in Ma Tong's bedroom cabinet, I don't know if it can be used...

While thinking about it, Qiu Shanhui went back to the bedroom and searched around.

However, what she didn't know was that because of the sewage she had accidentally dumped before, some kind of tiny mutation had been quietly activated...

PS: When some readers talk about Native American mythology, they think of the Feathered Serpent God of the Mayans, the God of War and the Sun God of the Aztecs, etc.

But the problem is that Mexico City is more than 1000 kilometers away from Los Angeles, which is farther than Beijing to Nanjing.

As for the Mayan civilization, it is farther away from the western United States, and it is still separated by deserts. It can be roughly compared to going from the Central Plains to India.

For the natives of the western United States, the God of Europeans is an outsider, so why are the Mayans and Aztecs not foreigners?

The gods of Central America are not the native gods of this land.

Chapter 21, Uncle Hei's Unlucky Night

"... Chow! Chow! God, I'm so sick!"

In the cold wind in the middle of the night, a strong black fat man who was drenched was humming and walking slowly on the streets of South Los Angeles.

His name was Will, and he lived in the Compton ghetto in South Los Angeles.

This is a typical American violent neighborhood, where crime is rampant and the police lack a sense of presence.

Even fast food restaurants such as the Golden Arches and KFC in the neighborhood, or gas stations and convenience stores where ordering and checking out, have bulletproof glass between customers and clerks.

Like many black people there, Will was also born in a single family. He only knew his mother but not his father. He belonged to the bottom poor in the United States—a family situation like his, among the blacks in major cities in the United States, It can be said to be a common phenomenon.

Will had three older brothers, none of whom were well-educated, and his mother managed the family on handouts and welfare, allowing the children to grow up.

But when I grow up, because of the lack of culture, I can't find any good jobs, either I will be the poorest poor all my life, or I will commit crimes.

So, Will and his three older brothers have formed a small criminal gang ever since they dropped out of school.

Anyway, although they are uneducated, they are all strong men who are so strong that they have no muscles in their brains. Even if they usually idle around and don’t work, they rely on government relief, welfare and food stamps, and occasionally go out at night to pry open the door and steal something. , or find a weak chicken and fat sheep to rob, and you can still maintain your life so-so.

If he encounters opportunities such as street parades and chaos in the city, he can even shout slogans that he doesn't understand while following others, while breaking into those fashionable luxury stores that are usually out of reach and enjoying a "zero" experience. The pleasure of buying for one dollar, and buying yourself some high-end products that pretend to be ostentatious.

There was an earth-shattering thunderstorm in Los Angeles today. In the evening, I heard that several nearby blocks lost power due to thunder.

Based on past experience, Will and his three older brothers quickly and keenly realized that tonight was another good opportunity to make a fortune.

——God gave them black skin, and the dark night of power failure gave them an excellent cover!

However, before Will went out to start work in the evening, his stomach suddenly pulled up and he sat on the toilet for half an hour.

When he came out of the toilet, he found that his brothers had already driven away and took away the only gun at home, leaving Will with no decent weapon.

The original intention of the three brothers probably felt that since Will was not in good health, they should just keep him as a housekeeper.

But the simple-minded Will didn't intend to give up. Even though he had no car and no gun, he still found a pistol-shaped lighter in the house, took a fruit knife and a wire for picking the lock, and went out to "go to" night shift".

Because he didn't have a means of transportation, he walked for a long time, feeling that his legs were about to break, and finally reached the first chosen goal.

Then, on this dark street, Will didn't see any fat sheep that could be robbed, but only a few colleagues. He didn't have the patience to keep waiting, so he randomly chose a dark apartment and prepared Pick the lock to get in and steal something.

Unfortunately, before Will had time to pick the door lock, he heard a commotion behind him. Looking back, he saw a little Asian girl pushing an electric scooter, shining the bright lights of the car, interrupting his good business.

In this regard, Will was surprised at first, and then he was overjoyed, as if he saw a purse that could move and a beautiful entertainment item!

So, he quickly raised his pistol and lighter, trying to intimidate the Asian girl to hand over all the valuables.

——He has robbed yellow-skinned guys many times in the past. He knows that these Asians have a lot of money on them, and they are also very timid. A little scare can squeeze out a lot of good things.

Although he was holding a real gun at that time, and there is no real gun now, isn't it dark now?

Even if he had a pistol and a lighter, the little girl would definitely not be able to see clearly.

Will seemed to have seen rolls of banknotes beckoning to him!

And after getting the banknotes, this little girl also belongs to his spoils, this is top-notch!

——In his previous criminal career, Will also tasted Asian women, and he liked the petite figure and smooth skin of Asian girls...

And the yellow-skinned female monkey in front of him looked small and tender, probably still underage, which aroused his tyrannical impulse even more.

Unexpectedly, contrary to Will's expectations, this little Asian girl faced her tall and burly self, not only was she not afraid at all, but even cast magic and took out a fireball?Or Molotov cocktails?

In short, it threw a ball of flames fiercely, and hit Will on the forehead!

The fireball was so powerful that it immediately sent Will, who was caught off guard, flying upside down, making him dizzy.

Damn it, why did I meet a yellow-skinned witch tonight?

These were Will's last thoughts before he passed out.

When Will woke up again, the Asian girl was gone, and the wound on his forehead was still oozing blood, and there were bursts of stabbing pain.

He clutched his forehead that was still bleeding, and walked to the side of the street in a daze, not knowing what to do stupidly, but he encountered another catastrophe.

A large vat of cold water came from nowhere and fell from the sky without warning, pouring him into a drowned rat on the spot!

Will, who was drenched all over, naturally yelled angrily, swearing, and raged incompetently.

However, after the anger passed, Will also felt that today seemed a bit evil, probably his unlucky day, and it was not suitable for him to go out and start work.

So, after hesitating for a while, Will gave up his plan to continue to pry open the door, turned around and set foot on the way home.

——But what the black thief didn't notice, and couldn't notice, was that in the basin of cold water that was poured on his head just now, some dusty black spots were quietly seeping through the wound on his forehead. In his body...

Next, on the streets of Los Angeles in the middle of the night, the wind was strong, and Will was drenched again.

So, after a while, this muscular black man felt his nose itch and couldn't help sneezing again and again.

"...Ah Choo! Ah Choo! Cough cough, Ah Choo!"

With the sneezing and coughing, Will's originally not sober mind also became more and more groggy.

Damn it, I'm so dizzy, what's wrong with me?

Why do you feel so bad?

Could it be... the "Corona" flu that is currently breaking out?I also fell for it.

Ah, today is really unlucky, I have to go home quickly...

Late at night in Los Angeles, demons danced wildly on the streets, and occasionally gunshots sounded, which was quite dangerous for ordinary people.

But with Will's dark complexion, well-developed muscles and hideous tattoos, no one would dare to offend him.

——In addition, Will has nothing on him, and he can't get anything if he tries to rob him.

Thieves and thieves also depend on the target. Unless they are really crazy, no one will go crazy to snatch a poor man who has nothing.

(There was a stupid British thief who robbed a passer-by, searched the other person's body, had no money, no mobile phone, nothing, and finally had to strip the other person's pants.)

So, despite blurred vision, staggered walking, coughing and sneezing, Will was not knocked over by stray bullets after all.

So in the end, he struggled and reluctantly walked home by instinct.

Will's three elder brothers have already returned at this time, and they are putting the looted and stolen property on the table one by one, and bragging about the exciting experience just now - the eldest brother snatched several packs of powder, the second brother took a blonde Bai Meiban had a good time in the alley, and the third brother also stole a motorcycle and came back.

Just as they were bragging to each other, and taking out some dry grass products and a lighter, planning to have a good time while puffing and puffing and celebrating tonight's harvest, they saw Will was sweating profusely and flushed , with blank eyes, walked into the house precariously, and couldn't help being startled:

"...Will? What happened to you? Who did you go out drinking with? Got into a fight?"

"...It doesn't look like he's drunk? Did he eat some special poisonous mushroom?"

"...Why is your head bleeding? There are blisters? Do you want to bandage you..."

"...It's okay, brother, I'll just sleep. Don't call an ambulance, I don't have insurance..."

After that, Will's knees went limp, he collapsed to the ground, and passed out.

And this was the last word he said in this world.

Because, he never woke up again...

Chapter 22: Apartment Immortal Mansion, Fireside Chat

When a black thief unfortunately contracted some kind of unknown plague with supernatural factors, and was about to dive into the abyss of purgatory, the little witch Akiyama Hui, who knew nothing about it, squatted on the roof platform of the apartment , looking at the blue flames of the alcohol stove in a daze.

On the burning stove, a small pot of chicken soup with various seasonings was bubbling, exuding bursts of tempting aroma.

——After confirming that the piped gas in the apartment has also been shut off, if I want to cook chicken soup tonight, I can only count on the alcohol stove for camping.

In addition, given that thieves had come to the apartment to pick the lock at seven o'clock before, it was hard to say whether someone would break into the empty door after midnight.