The end of the world begins with failing an exam.

Chapter 278 The Belief Inherited by the Last Generation

Facts have proved that Hassad's words cannot be trusted.

He really said the same thing as the old man.

Really old madman.

It seems that the "luxury decoration" in his understanding is different from what everyone understands.

"Little guy, are you sure this is the best room in your Walled City?"

"Yes!"

Anu stood in front of the anti-theft door covered with mottled rust, pointing to the empty hall inside.

"Because there are too many residents in the Walled City, everyone can only live in crowded places. There are not many big houses like this with three bedrooms and one living room!" Anu stood outside the door with his hips crossed, and couldn't help turning his head. Glanced at Ryan.

Among these distinguished guests, the one who made her most curious was Ryan. After all, they were all about the same age, so Anu was always curious about Ryan's identity.

"That old man..." The corners of Chen Bofu's mouth twitched continuously.

This three-bedroom, one-living room is not small, and the sanitation is relatively clean, but to be honest...it looks no different from a rough house. The cement gray floor seems to be old, and the walls and ceiling are simply scratched. Great white.

Except for the murals and simple clocks hanging on the wall by the window.

There is no furniture here, not even a sofa.

Go into the house and have a look.

What Anu said about three bedrooms and one living room is correct. There are separate bathrooms and balconies here. Each room has a double bed with a steel frame, and the sheets and bedding on it are washed white...the hygienic conditions are not good. Said, but this is too shabby!
"Are the living conditions in the Walled City very bad?" Chen Jing asked tentatively.

"It's... not bad..." Anu seemed to be afraid of being underestimated, blushing and holding his head up, he tried to answer confidently, "Everyone is doing well... at least there will be no pollution here. Attack... and won't be attacked by other homeless..."

"just OK."

Chen Bofu was also discouraged at this moment, shook his head helplessly, picked the room on the far left and walked over.

"Hassard's old man's brain has never been good. It's good that he can control the order of the city. As for other things... I guess he doesn't have the heart to think about it."

Hearing this, Chen Jing couldn't help feeling that it made sense.

Because judging from the brief contact before, Hassad is indeed different from ordinary old descendants. He is a little paranoid and a little crazy. He only thinks about his "ideal" and has little interest in other things.

And from a certain point of view, he doesn't seem like the kind of person who will enjoy it.

His living conditions were not much different from those of ordinary residents in the Walled City.

"Where do I sleep?" Lawrence scratched his head.

"Why don't you try sharing the bed with me." Chen Bofu sneered without looking back.

"Forget it, I'll just play the floor..." Lawrence hesitated.

"Then...then I'll get you some more sheets and blankets!" Anu was also afraid that he would not treat the guests properly, so he hurried out the door and shouted without looking back, "Everyone wait for me! I will soon return!"

"..."

In the end, after a brief discussion, the three rooms were allocated in this way.

Chen Bofu, Lawrence.

The two old men slept in one room.

The former, who claimed to be a wounded patient, sleeps on a bed, while the latter can only sleep on the floor.

And Kui Nan and Yan Que sleep in the same room as a matter of course.

Chen Jing originally thought that Kui Nan would express dissatisfaction. After all, her temper was very similar to that of the old man, and she seemed to think that others would not be allowed to snore on the side of the couch, but the reality was beyond Chen Jing's expectations...

"Okay!" Kui Nan said excitedly, the eyes of both dogs were bright, "This feels like going on a trip with friends! Awesome!"

Yan Que didn't have any comments, and silently nodded in agreement.

As for the end...

Jaegertos himself chose to rest in the hall. After all, he had slept enough in the Huangwang courtyard, and the hall was right in the center of the entire suite, so he could detect any disturbance in time.

Bai Aji chose to rest in Chen Jing's body, so naturally he didn't need to be separated.

So in the end it was Chen Jinglian who squeezed into a room.

"Master! I'll make the bed!"

"Ah."

Chen Jing stood by the door of the bedroom and yawned, and there was the sound of laughing and joking in another bedroom, and in the room diagonally opposite, Chen Bofu could still be heard cursing. Virtue is not a thing.

"Then you guys rest first!"

Anu wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, and carefully retreated from Chen Bofu's room. Seeing Chen Jing standing in the corridor in a daze, he took the initiative to greet him.

"If you need anything, just press the call bell in the living room and let the Walled City Center transfer it to me!"

"Little guy, thank you for your hard work." Chen Jing smiled and took out the prepared chocolate from his pocket and handed it over.

"What is this?" Anu didn't dare to answer at the first time, but asked first.

"Sugar." Chen Jing explained.

"Sweet?" Anu's eyes lit up.

Chen Jingjing nodded and handed it over: "Sweet, for you."

"Thank you big brother..."

Anu received it carefully, but did not eat it directly, but put it in the tool bag with a serious face, still muttering softly.

"This big piece can be eaten for a long time..."

"Anu is your name?" Chen Jing kept looking at the tattoo on her neck.

"Well... Situ Anu!" She nodded obediently, and then hurriedly added, "Stu is the name of our tribe! Anu is what my parents told me to live hard!"

"Stu tribe..." Chen Jing looked at the little guy thoughtfully, and couldn't help asking after thinking about it, "Does your tribe have a guardian god? It's like the guardian gods of other tribes, polluted species or Old descendants or something..."

"No." Anu shook his head, his voice became lower and lower, as if he felt a little embarrassed, "Actually, our tribe is very small, and no protector god would like us, not even the worst protector god in the wasteland." Accept our offering."

"Where is your tribe?" Jaegertos, who had been silent all this time, spoke out. He sat cross-legged in a backlit corner of the living room, and the black flame under his helmet was silently burning.

"Our tribe is gone, everyone is dead."

The look on Anu's face suddenly became dark, and even the tone that seemed to be optimistic forever dropped a lot.

"Mom and Dad, Nuka's family, and Uncle Abel, everyone is dead..."

"Does your tribe have faith?" Yegtos asked again, as if he didn't care whether his tribe survived or not.

"Have."

As he spoke, Anu subconsciously raised his hand to caress the tattoo on his neck, his sad tone full of confusion and perplexity.

"Father said...we used to be the king's people...the never-falling black star will protect us...but I've never seen that star..."

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