hero?it must be me

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Fortunately, this time, Zheng Qi made the right choice.

He twisted and twisted in the dim frame structure, followed the smell, and finally found something different.

Hmm... this, should it be called a shed?

Zheng Qi observed from afar the huts that seemed to be simply built with iron sheets and wood.

He had seen something like this on a previous trip to Egypt.

This is generally built by the homeless, simple, but barely sheltered from the wind and rain.

So, all those people are homeless?

Zheng Qi's eyes fell on the people near the huts.

He understood the meaning of the magic tome.

Indeed, as far as the eye can see, each of these people has some characteristics of [beasts], the most obvious ones are ears, and some even have tails.

Moreover, the composition of these people's age groups is relatively complicated, with some old and some young...

Wait, isn't this age group a little too complicated?

Zheng Qi frowned slightly.

This circle has obviously formed a gathering place near the sheds. The people that Zheng Qi can see now, are as old as five or 60 years old, as young as the little girl who seems to be only eight or nine years old. Everyone seems to have.

Especially those young people who looked less than 20 years old made Zheng Qi feel very strange.

This is not the group age structure [homeless people in modern cities] should have.

It's more like...

In short, I finally found the gathering place of intelligent life, let's go to say hello first.

Zheng Qi took a step forward.

"Grandpa, when will sister come back today?"

Beside the bonfire, the little girl was lying on Grandpa's lap, hugging the cute puppet that seemed to be around some kind of character, and asked in a low voice.

"Come on, come on."

Grandpa smiled and comforted him: "Go to sleep for a while, and when Sona comes back, Grandpa will wake you up, okay?"

"don't want……"

The little girl blinked her sleepy eyes: "I want to wait for my sister..."

Seeing this, Grandpa just shook his head helplessly, with a doting smile on his face.

At this moment, a young man ran over in a panic: "Master Helu, someone is approaching the camp!"

"Someone? What's the matter? Isn't the other party an infected person?"

"No, I don't know."

Facing Grandpa Helu's question, the young man shook his head in a panic: "We're not even sure if it's a human..."

Hearing this, Grandpa Helu frowned, but when he looked down at the little girl, he smiled again: "Luna, you—"

"I'll hide."

The little girl got up and said obediently.

"Good boy."

After stroking the little girl's hair, Grandpa Helu stood up.

"Let's go and have a look."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Zheng Qi."

Sitting next to the bonfire, Grandpa Helu said embarrassedly: "No one will come here except the infected, so most of the people who come and go are familiar faces. Young people will inevitably be more vigilant when they see strangers."

"It was I who suddenly disturbed everyone. I should apologize. Please don't be so polite."

Zheng Qi sat cross-legged on the ground, and said with a smile, "I'm also self-conscious about my appearance. It's better to say that you accepted me in to rest. I should thank you."

"Haha, no need, no need."

Grandpa Helu smiled and waved.

The young people in the camp were also sitting by the bonfire, but most of them gathered around Grandpa Helu, and they seemed to be a little wary of Zheng Qi.

No wonder.

Just imagine, in this dark environment, a group of people who seem to be fleeing suddenly find a man in a suit and leather shoes, [-] meters tall, with muscles that seem to be able to directly explode his clothes, approaching the camp. What's the best way to react?

Not directly taking out the weapon to make the opponent stay away is considered restraint.

Let alone being greeted like this.

Zheng Qi recalled the conversation between the two parties outside the camp just now, and couldn't help showing a little more respect to the elders in front of Grandpa Hull.

When this old man with frosty temples and white hair faced him, he was neither humble nor overbearing, and his gentle appearance reminded Zheng Qi of his high school physics teacher, who was a 58-year-old handsome old man who was still handsome.

Grandpa Hull and the other people in the camp looked like homeless people gathered together, but they didn't look disheveled. Even though their clothes looked a little old, everyone's mental outlook was not bad.

In simple words...

They are living with hope.

Judging from the situation in the camp, the eldest Grandpa Hull is obviously the most trusted person here.

However, Grandpa Hull is not like that [Hope].

The brief contact made Zheng Qi understand two things.

One is that these people may not be homeless in the conventional sense, but are forced to become homeless after suffering some of the same hardships.

The second is that these people all share a common [hope], or in other words, a spiritual pillar.

(Infected people...)

Zheng Qi chewed on this word that has appeared many times from Grandpa Hull's mouth.

He didn't ask directly what an infected person is, because Zheng Qi realized that this might be one of the common senses in this world, and asking directly would inevitably make him a strange person in the eyes of others.

But he still remembered this keyword and tied it with his guess first.

"Oh, well, come on, we can't come up with anything good here, I hope you don't dislike it."

Grandpa Hale hands over a steaming cup of drink that smells like some kind of dairy product.

"..."

Zheng Qi looked at the little girl hiding behind Grandpa Hull.

The little girl had been looking at him timidly just now, but now she couldn't help but look at the cup of hot milk products.

"I have grown tall enough, this kind of nutritious food should be left to the children to drink."

Zheng Qi smiled and picked up a cup of hot water beside the campfire: "I would be very grateful if you could give me a cup of water to quench my thirst."

Seeing Zheng Qi gulp down the hot water, Grandpa Hull just smiled and said yes, then dotingly handed the cup of milk products to the little girl, telling the little guy to be careful of scalding.

"Thank you, thank you..."

Hearing what the little girl shyly said to him, Zheng Qi was slightly taken aback, and then responded with a smile: "I didn't do anything that needs your thanks, I should be the one to say thank you."

"Mr. Zheng Qi, excuse me, you don't seem to be infected, why..."

After touching the girl's little head, Grandpa Hull looked at Zheng Qi and asked hesitantly.

"I'm not a local, so I accidentally broke into this place, but I couldn't find my way."

Grandpa Hull was taken aback by Zheng Qi's words, and then he realized: "Oh, it's a special tournament for the four cities recently, so you are a tourist who came to see the knight competition."

Knight athletics?

Zheng Qi wrote down another keyword without changing his face.

"Yes, I am indeed a tourist."

He nodded.

"This kind of situation is quite rare. Otherwise, after Sona comes back, the old man will take you back to the surface of the block. The underground pipelines in the No. 11 commercial block extend in all directions. It is easy to get lost if no one guides you. .”

Looking at Hull's grandfather Cixi's kind smile, Zheng Qi was silent for a while.

"...No, I won't bother you."

He stood up, and put down the "water glass" in his hand, which was obviously made from the shell of the finished can.

"I should be able to find my way out myself."

With that said, Zheng Qi walked straight out of the camp.

Grandpa Hull couldn't quite react to the change in Zheng Qi's attitude at once. He wanted to persuade him to stay, but before he could speak, Zheng Qi turned his head slightly, and said a word with a calm expression.

"The hot water warmed me up, thanks for the hospitality."

"oh oh……"

The involuntary appearance made Grandpa Hull hesitate for a while.

"Then, if it really doesn't work, you can come back here at any time. It's just to lead the way. I can still help you, old man."

This time, Zheng Qi didn't reply.

He just nodded with an imperceptible arc, and left without stopping.

"Master Hull, why do you care about that big guy, his clothes just look like..."

At this time, a young man muttered with some dissatisfaction.

Grandpa Hull watched Zheng Qi's back disappear into the darkness, reached out and stroked the hair of the little girl beside him, and said, "He doesn't care if we are infected or not."

"Then, we shouldn't care whether he is infected or not, should we?"

"It's nice here."

After leaving the gathering place about tens of meters away, Zheng Qi stopped.

He put his hands in his pockets and looked around boredly.

"Don't hide, one by one, entangled with wronged souls, it's strange if you can hide."

He suddenly said so.

However, there was no response from the surrounding darkness.

"..."

Looking around, Zheng Qi suddenly stretched out his hand towards the pillar beside him.

"Crack..."

Using five fingers to "grab" a palm-sized stone directly from the pillar, Zheng Qi weighed it in his hand.

Immediately, he twisted his waist suddenly and threw it out!