My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

On the first day at the watchtower, the three of them cleaned the place. Gu Zhuo confirmed that the two cars parked in the parking lot were completely scrapped and could not be started at all. Even if they could be repaired, they would fall apart immediately after being on the road.

But there are many useful parts and materials on these two cars. If they could be disassembled, there would be no need to go to Huang Tian's gas station to search for them.

And if the mechanics have the ability to dismantle, not only these broken vehicles, but also the 99A tank they smashed when leaving, can also provide a lot of precious materials.

Thinking of this, Gu Zhuo couldn't help but secretly feel annoyed, why the mechanic only had the function of integrating metal materials, but didn't even have the function of decomposing materials.

Not only that, he was also thinking about where Huang Tian could go after escaping from the gas station. There was absolutely no way that old fox would put him into a dangerous situation for no reason.

Just as he was having random thoughts in his mind, Jia Sheng called to him from the side:

"Gu Zhuo, come on, come on over for dinner!"

Jia Sheng still didn't let go of the wild boar. Together with Chao Ying, he briefly cooked the wild boar. Gu Zhuo really didn't know anything about cooking and there was nothing he could do to help.

Hearing Jia Sheng calling him, Gu Zhuo walked away from the two scrapped cars and sat next to them.

At this time, I saw that the originally dark wild boar had now turned into finely cut pieces of barbecue, roasting on the fire, making a "crack, prick" sound. The smell of meat came over, which whetted Gu Zhuo's appetite.

"You guys did pretty well."

Gu Zhuo praised sincerely.

"Here, here you go."

Jia Sheng put a large piece of barbecue on a plate and handed it to him. There were also a few cabbage leaves that Gu Zhuo had just picked.

"You said, if we eat this wild boar meat, we won't mutate, right?"

Gu Zhuo looked at the mouth-watering piece of barbecue and smiled.

Jia Sheng himself also took a piece of barbecue and put it on the plate, took a bite first and said:

"It's good to be really mutated. If I can grow two hearts, I will definitely be two or three times stronger than I am now!"

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo and Chao Ying smiled at the same time.

Gu Zhuo took a bite of wild boar meat. Unexpectedly, the meat was surprisingly good and tender. He originally thought it would be as dry as chewing bark.

"Sam, come here."

Gu Zhuo did not forget to throw a piece of meat to Sam who was watching eagerly. Sam caught the piece of meat and started to chew it.

Three people and one dog enjoyed a rare and sumptuous dinner. Jia Sheng had not experienced such freedom and enjoyment for a long time.

After dinner, the three of them sat by the campfire and chatted for a while, ranging from Tiannan to Haibei. When he first met Jia Sheng, Gu Zhuo thought he would be a serious person with a bad temper. Unexpectedly, after getting in touch with him, he discovered that he was humorous and talkative. He only shows his most ferocious side when dealing with his enemies.

They kept chatting until the night was dark, and the late night air was a bit cold. Gu Zhuo had never felt this before while living in the Fortress of Doom. Now that I get out of the car, I feel a little uncomfortable with the low temperature outside.

There was no movement in the surrounding dense forest. If there was any animal attack, Sam would have given an early warning. It seems it should be fairly safe now.

"Let's go and stay inside the watchtower. It's a little cold outside."

Gu Zhuo said.

The other two people had no objections. Gu Zhuo put out the bonfire, took Sam and walked back to the watchtower with Jia Sheng and others.

According to Zhu Zhuo's assignment, Jia Sheng lived on the first floor, he himself lived on the second floor, and Chaoying lived on the third floor.

Gu Zhuo sent Chao Ying to the third floor. He felt that the temperature on the third floor seemed to be lower than the two floors below. He looked at the quilt on the plank bed which was not very thick, and asked Tong Chaoying with concern:

"Will it be cold when you sleep here at night? This watchtower is different from the car. There is no air conditioning or heating measures. If you are cold, I will go down and give you my quilt."

Hearing this, Chaoying quickly waved his hand and refused:

"At this temperature, if you give me your quilt, what will you do? I'll be fine. I'm not that delicate either. Don't worry."

Seeing Chaoying so determined, Gu Zhuo shrugged helplessly:

"Okay, then Sam will stay in your room. If you get cold, you can hug him. Sam is really warm if nothing else."

Chao Ying smiled slightly and spoke to Gu Zhuo in a doting tone:

"Okay, okay, I understand. I'm not a little girl. I don't know anything."

"Then I'm going down?"

Chaoying nodded:

"good."

Gu Zhuo walked down from the third floor, looking back three times at a time. Chao Ying kept watching him silently, his eyes filled with tenderness unconsciously.

...

I don't know how long the night passed, but Gu Zhuo was still lying on the second floor of the watchtower, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

His mind was very messy, and he thought of many things. Many things were tied into a knot in his mind like a mystery. No matter how he tried to untie the knot, he failed in the end.

Just as he was shaking his head, trying not to think about these things and fall asleep quickly, he suddenly heard movement on the first floor, as if someone was moving around.

The person sleeping on the first floor was Jia Sheng. Unexpectedly, he was not asleep yet.

Gu Zhuo's first reaction was that Jia Sheng was going to do something detrimental to them. He was startled and immediately stood up from the bed and touched the pistol at his waist.

There was no way, he still couldn't trust Jia Sheng completely.

He listened for a while and heard that Jia Sheng did not go upstairs. From his steps and voice, it seemed that he was walking out of the watchtower.

Gu Zhuo stood up carefully, walked to the second floor window and looked outside. He saw Jia Sheng walking to the parking lot, leaning against an abandoned car, and sitting down dejectedly.

He took out a cigarette from his arms, lit it, and held it in his mouth.

Seeing this, Gu Zhuo realized that he had misunderstood Jia Sheng.

He stood silently at the window, watching Jia Sheng's every move. He saw Jia Sheng just holding a cigarette in his mouth. He repeatedly put out and lit the cigarette without smoking. He didn't know what he was doing.

Jia Sheng leaned there motionless, just mechanically repeating the movements in his hands. Under the moonlight of the dark night, his figure looked very lonely, like a bereaved dog.

Gu Zhuo sighed, thought about it, and decided to go down and ask him about his situation.

He put the gun away, quietly walked downstairs, and walked out of the watchtower.

Jia Sheng has obviously been immersed in his own world and knows nothing about Gu Zhuo's arrival. It wasn't until Gu Zhuo also sat next to him, leaning against the scrap car, that he realized what he was doing, as if he was startled.

"Are you still awake?"

Jia Sheng didn't know what to say, so he could only ask this question dryly.

"No, I was still thinking about things, and then I saw you come out and sit here alone."

Hearing this, Jia Sheng smiled bitterly and said nothing.

Gu Zhuo continued:

"If you have something to say, just say it. It might be better if you say it. If you keep it in your heart, you will sooner or later stifle it to death."

Jia Sheng still didn't speak. He took a cigarette out of the cigarette case and handed it to Gu Zhuo.

Gu Zhuo just wanted to refuse, saying that he rarely smoked, but then he thought about it, sometimes the friendship between two men is reflected in a cigarette, so he accepted it anyway.

Jia Sheng lit a fire for him and lit the cigarette he had just extinguished. He took a puff of cigarette, exhaled a cloud of smoke, and then asked Gu Zhuo:

"You like Chaoying, right?"

"Cough cough cough."

Gu Zhuo didn't expect that this was the first thing he said. He couldn't hold it back and choked on the cigarette.

"I can tell that she likes you too. When we were talking tonight, she kept looking at you. That look is unmistakable, absolutely unmistakable."

"No, shouldn't I be talking about you? Why are you talking about me?"

Gu Zhuo rubbed his nose awkwardly, obviously not knowing how to answer this sentence.

"Harmful."

Jia Sheng smiled bitterly and turned to look at Gu Zhuo.

"Brother, to be honest, in this world, just cherish every step you take and don't regret it later."

"What are you going to do and what are you regretting?"

Gu Zhuo was uneasy, staring blankly at the sparking cigarette.

He had zero experience in this kind of thing.

Seeing his appearance, Jia Sheng smiled again, raised his head, looked at the hook-like waning moon in the sky, and the expression in his eyes gradually darkened:

"Don't I still have a story that I haven't told you? Now that I can tell you, it can be considered as a distraction for myself."

As he spoke, Jia Sheng put out the cigarette he had finished smoking, threw it on the ground, took out another cigarette from the box, and began to tell the story he had not finished that day.