The end of the world starts with failing the exam

Chapter 278 The faith passed down by the last generation

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

As expected, he had pretty much what the old man said.

Really an old lunatic.

It seems that the "luxury decoration" he understands is different from what everyone else understands.

"Little guy, are you sure this is the best room in your walled city?"

"Yes!"

Anu stood in front of the rusty security door, pointing to the empty hall inside.

"Because there are too many residents in the walled city, everyone can only live together. There are not many big houses with three bedrooms and one living room like this!" Anu stood outside the door with his hands on his hips, but couldn't help but look back. He glanced at Ryan.

Among these distinguished guests, the one that intrigued her the most was Ryan. After all, they were all almost the same age, so Anu had always been curious about Ryan's identity.

"That old immortal..." The corners of Chen Boxu's mouth kept twitching.

This three-bedroom and one-living house is not small in size and 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 scraped. Baymax.

Except for the mural and a simple clock hanging on the wall near the window.

There is no furniture here, not even a sofa.

Go into the house and take a look.

What Anu said about three bedrooms and one living room is correct. There is also a separate bathroom and balcony. Each room has a double bed with a steel frame. The sheets and bedding on it are washed white... The sanitary 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 looked down upon. He blushed and held his head high, trying to answer confidently, "Everyone is living a good life... at least there won't be any contaminated seeds here." Attack... and will not be attacked by other wanderers..."

"It is ok."

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

"That old guy Hassad's brain has always been hard to use. It's good that he can keep order in 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 but feel 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 almost no interest in other things.

And from a certain perspective, he doesn't seem like the kind of person who enjoys it.

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

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

"How about you share a bed with me and give it a try." Chen Bofu sneered without looking back.

"Forget it, I'll just lay the floor..." Lawrence was timid.

"Then... then I'll get you some more sheets and bedding!" Anu was also afraid of not treating the guests well, so he hurried out the door and shouted without looking back, "Everyone, wait for me! I'll be here soon." return!"

"..."

Finally, after a brief discussion, the three rooms were allocated like this.

Chen Bofu, Lawrence.

The two old men slept in the same room.

The former, who claimed to be a wounded patient, slept on a bed, while the latter had to sleep on the floor.

It was natural for Wei Nan and Yan Que to sleep in the same room.

Chen Jing originally thought that Wei Nan would express dissatisfaction. After all, her temper was very similar to that of the old man, and she seemed to be unwilling to allow others to snore on the bed. However, the reality was beyond Chen Jing's expectation...

"Okay!" Wei Nan said excitedly, and the eyes of both dogs were bright. "It feels like going on a trip with friends! It's great!"

Yan Que had no objection and silently nodded in agreement.

As for the end...

Jegertos himself chose to rest in the hall. After all, he had had enough sleep in the Yellow King's 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 there was no need for separate rooms.

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

"Master! I'll make the bed!"

"Ah."

Chen Jing stood by the bedroom door and yawned. He heard the sound of laughter and laughter in the other bedroom. In the room diagonally opposite, Chen Boxu could be heard cursing, probably scolding Hasa. Virtue is not a thing.

"Then you should rest first!"

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

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

"Thank you for your hard work, little guy." Chen Jing smiled and took out the chocolates prepared in advance from his pocket and handed them over.

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

"Sugar." Chen Jing explained.

"Sweet?" Anu's eyes lit up.

Chen Dingding nodded and handed it over: "It's sweet, for you."

"Thank you, big brother..."

Anu carefully received it in his hand, but did not open it directly and eat it. Instead, he put it into his tool bag with a solemn expression, still muttering softly in his mouth.

"You can eat this big piece for a long time..."

"Anu is your name?" Chen Jing's eyes kept lingering on the tattoo on her neck.

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

"Stu tribe..." Chen Jing looked at the little guy thoughtfully, and after thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask, "Does your tribe have a protective god? It's like the protective god of other tribes, the polluted species or the Is it an ancient descendant or something..."

"No." Anu shook his head, and his voice became lower and lower, as if he felt a little embarrassed, "Actually, our tribe is very small, and no patron saint cares about us. Even the worst patron saint in the wasteland is not willing to do it. Accept our offering.”

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

"Our tribe is gone, everyone is dead."

The look on Anu's face suddenly turned gloomy, and even his tone, which seemed to be eternally optimistic, became much lower.

"Mom, dad, Nuka and his family, and Uncle Abel, everyone is dead..."

"Does your tribe have faith?" Jegertos asked again, seemingly not caring about the survival of their tribe.

"Have."

As he spoke, Anu subconsciously raised his hand to touch the tattoo on his neck, his sad tone filled with confusion and confusion.

"Father said... we were once the king's people... the black star that never sets will protect us... but I have never seen that star..."

The second update is coming~

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