Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

At this moment, every move of the water man is like a psychopath in my eyes: "Aren't you an old acquaintance with him?"

"It's not as bad as you think, man."

The water man turned around with a smile, and pointed to the medicine box I was carrying on my back: "Taking him out would be considered as humane, and I don't want to share the medicine with him."

Hearing this, I nodded lightly.

I am not interested in the grievances and hatred between them. Believe it or not, what I care most about is the safety of the girl.

These days, I have tried my best to take care of her, but my so-called best efforts are just in vain.

I don't know what that old thing Stroh did to the girl, causing her to fall asleep until now her vital signs are so weak that she may die at any time.

The only good thing is that we have now escaped the ruins.

And there is a high probability that we are now near human gathering places.

As long as you can find the city as soon as possible, you can take the girl to the hospital. Although it is not sure whether human medical technology will be effective in transforming people, it is better than no hope.

After scanning around, I found that the garbage on both sides of the river was washed down by the river.

So, I walked upstream along the river with the water man.

Now I haven't realized how strange our combination is:
A man covered in dirt and unkempt, hugging a unconscious girl, surrounded by a ball of moving water...

It wasn't until several hours later, when I stepped on a man-made path, that I realized that with our current ghostly appearance, there is no way to set foot in human towns.

"Oh! Damn!!"

It was a woman with a basin of clothes, about forty years old, very fat.

Judging by her appearance, she should be planning to wash clothes along this path, but unfortunately, she bumped into us.

"Hey, woman, don't be nervous, we're just..." Said the water man, put on that hippie look, and made a pose that he thought was very handsome.

"Can still talk!"

Just when the water man was halfway through his words, the poor woman was already frightened and dumbfounded. After another scream, she rolled her eyes and fell limply on the side of the road.

"Shit!"

The water man took a step back subconsciously, then looked at his hands, and finally realized: "Brother, I feel that we have to change the road..."

I:"……"

Although this appearance is completely beyond the scope of normal people's understanding, it is indeed quite scary to see it in broad daylight.

If he was brought into the human city like this, it would probably cause a huge sensation at that time.

Of course, there must be unnecessary troubles...

After thinking about it for a while, I picked up a plastic bottle in the grass beside the road, looked at the water man and said, "If I remember correctly, you can change the distance between molecules in your body, right?"

"What do you want to do?"

The water man took a step back defensively, then glanced at the plastic bottle in my hand, and shook his head repeatedly.

"No, I won't go in if I kill you! Don't make such a joke, man, I'm claustrophobic!"

"In that case, then we have no choice but to part ways." I will not spoil him, I shrugged helplessly, then turned and left.

Sure enough, before walking a few steps, the parallel importer followed.

"I'll go in!" the water man gritted his teeth and said.

Then I watched helplessly as his body turned into a trickle and flowed into the [-]ml plastic bottle in my hand.

It's pretty awesome.

His normal body shape is about the same as mine, but he can fit into this small plastic bottle, which is quite impressive.

However, although the volume has become smaller, the quality has not changed in the slightest.

I raised my eyebrows, screwed on the bottle cap, and tried to weigh it.

The size of a mineral water bottle, about a hundred catties.

If I throw it out like this, I guess it can kill a person directly, right?
Fortunately, the weight of a hundred catties was nothing to me. Holding the bottle in one hand, I accompanied the girl up, and then walked along the path in big strides.

The woods on both sides changed from lush to sparse, and some mechanical roars could be heard gradually.

The path under my feet has also become wider, and I can see some dilapidated houses as far as the eye can see. When I approached, I realized that this is a slum.

There was a smell of poverty and corruption in the air.

On the side of the road, hawkers selling illegal items can be seen everywhere, as well as some addicts covered in sores.

My arrival didn't attract anyone's attention.

This may be because my current appearance is not too different from the civilians here...

I frowned, and quickly passed through the low-rise shanty towns. Even the most basic food and clothing are a problem in this kind of place, let alone medical facilities.

You have to get out of here quickly.

My steps were fast, but after I walked a certain distance, I suddenly saw a few guys with guns in front of me, begging for something from the residents in the shack.

Their attitude is not good, it can even be said to be bad.

The sound of beating, smashing and insulting was endless.

The residents' cries are useless, they can only watch these people steal valuable things from their homes...

I didn't want to cause trouble, but when I was about to take a detour, I was already being watched by that group. One of them, a man with a turban and a beard, walked towards me with a low-quality AK on his shoulder.

"Stop! Today is Guild Fundraising Day!"

After he finished speaking unceremoniously, he spread out a palm to me.

That chicken taco smell reminds me that I'm still in Mexico.

Although I knew that the gangsters here were famous overseas, I never thought that I would be so unlucky as to meet gangsters in this kind of place.

I shook my head and said, "I'm a passenger in distress, and I don't have what you want..."

"No?"

The bearded man looked me up and down, then reached out and grabbed my backpack. He didn't mean to ask for my opinion at all. I slid sideways and dodged it. Although there was only a box containing medicine in the backpack, it was probably The guy will definitely not let it go.

Seeing this, the residents in the shantytowns on both sides immediately hid away, for fear of implicating themselves.

"give me!"

The bearded man with a dark face pulled the trigger and fired a shot at my foot.

Suddenly a bomb crater appeared on the ground.

It's easy for me to kill him, it's just that I don't want to attack ordinary people under normal circumstances.

My eyes moved slightly, and I warned again in a cold voice: "I don't have what you want here!"