Collapse, I Will Take You to Fight!

Collapse, I will take you to fight!Author: Echoes of the Valley

First, I want to write about technology frenzy, but I'm not a sci-fi tycoon, and the poison point is +1.

Second, humanity has been suffering for a long time. It needs a united effort and a strong leader who can command the overall situation. This is the protagonist.

Chapter 1 The first thing after time travel is to survive

Cold, hungry, this was the clearest feeling Zeke felt when he opened his eyes.

He was wearing thin and ragged clothes, wrapped in a dirty rag, and his face was unkempt. He was curled up in a small bridge hole that neither sheltered from the wind nor snow. Outside was a desolate and simple European-style town.

However, Zeke clearly remembers that not long ago he was an ordinary laborer living in a peaceful world.

In a blink of an eye, the world has changed, and the strong and sturdy young man has suddenly become a little wanderer who is no more than 10 years old at most.

"Is it a dream? Wouldn't the feeling in a dream be so clear and real?"

"Or time-travel? But this kind of start is too bleak, and I haven't done anything terribly bad, right?"

"No, I can't sleep here. With such a body, I can't wake up when I fall asleep."

The reality is absurd, but Zeke must wake up to his senses. No matter what happened to him or who did it, he didn't want to die yet, and survival was the first priority.

There is no food in the dirty and dilapidated small bridge hole, and outside the bridge hole is a world of ice and snow.

Shrinking in the bridge hole will only continue to weaken, and if you go out, you may freeze to death - but at least there is a glimmer of hope, maybe you can find some food or something to keep him alive.

Zeke shivered and got up with difficulty. After staggering a few steps, he got used to his weak body and decided to go out and find a chance to survive.

Wearing broken shoes with exposed toes on both sides, the moment both feet stepped on the ice and snow, there was an icy cold that penetrated the bone marrow.

"hiss……"

Zeke couldn't help taking a deep breath, and then stepped forward decisively.Time is precious, and the more hesitant it is, the less chance of survival.

Before long, he came to the streets of the town with difficulty.

There were few people on the street, most of them wrapped in thick clothes and walked hurriedly.

Occasionally someone would glance at Zeke, cast a look of pity or disgust, and then silently speed up and leave.

It seems that everyone's life is not easy, and no one has the leisure to take care of the little beggar Zeke.

So, are you going to steal or rob?

In the face of survival, such moral boundaries are not so difficult to cross.

However, the young body and weak strength obviously limit this method of quick access to food.

"Whoo~"

A gust of cold wind mixed with flying snow blew through, making Zeke have to tighten the thin rags wrapped around his body, but he couldn't resist much of the chill.

In front of him, it seems that the only way left is begging.

Zeke was so cold that his teeth were chattering, but he shook his head in his heart.

It's not a question of whether you can pull your face down, it doesn't matter what your face is in the face of survival.Mainly in this environment, there is not much hope for begging.

Zeke gritted his teeth as he walked, trying his best to think and find a way out - if there was no other way, he had to try begging first.

"Sa! Sa! Sa!"

Suddenly, a movement that was different from other pedestrians came from the side.

Zeke took a closer look and saw that it was a middle-aged man pushing a bicycle.

Look at the person first, there is a relatively obvious tendency to hunchback, and tiredness and impatience can be seen on the face of the snow hole. This is an ordinary man whose edges and corners have been smoothed by life.But the point was, from the opening of the kraft paper bag he was holding in his arms, Zeke saw a corner of the brown bread sticking out.

Look at the car again... the [-]D model is built in the mind.Force analysis, transmission system, structure disassembly, failure cause, a series of information is presented instantly and clearly.Then Zeke glanced at the snow next to him, focusing on a stone with a suitable shape and a dead wood branch with a suitable thickness, and in another instant, a complete repair plan was formed in his mind.

'no!and many more!How did my understanding and analytical skills become so strong? '

'It doesn't matter, let's get something to eat first. '

"Sir, please wait a moment!"

Zeke decisively stopped the opponent.

The man who breathed out a big mouth of mist paused for a while, looked at Zeke, whose skinny body was shaking from the cold, then looked at the food in his arms, hesitated, and shook his head.

"There's no more food left, go find someone else."

He couldn't bear it in his heart.Not hard-hearted, but, really poor.I am so poor that I can only use it to support myself and my family. Now I give sympathy, and there will be problems in my family later.

"I can fix your car!"

Zeke tried to speak more confidently and calmly to increase his persuasiveness, but the actual voice was trembling.

"Don't play..."

"My father did this before! I grew up watching him fix cars, and I often helped him. I understand this! I can fix it!"

"This……"

"Two 10 minutes, no, 10 minutes is enough! Give me 10 minutes, and I can fix your car! As a reward, I only need three pieces of black bread! 10 minutes, I can't do it and neither can you There will be losses. If I did it, you'd be able to get home sooner for the warmth of your house for three paltry pieces of black bread, and you'd not be late to do your errands in the morning, and you'd save a fortune on repairs. You'll surely Understand, this is a very profitable business!"

Zeke used all his strength to speak this passage fluently and smoothly, which also exhausted the strength that he had accumulated for a while, so he could only try his best to widen his eyes and look at the man in front of him with anticipation.

The other party saw Zeke's pitiful begging, but he was still hesitant.

"I'm just a child, in front of an adult like you, what can I do? Please, I just want to exchange some food so that I won't starve to death today, please, give me a chance! "

Zeke pleaded again.

Then, he finally moved the other side.

"Okay, but be careful, I'll be pissed if you break my bike."

The helpless middle-aged man said this and sighed.

Angry is angry, but if he screwed up, he can leave at most, not so much as a poor homeless child.

'Oh, my damn softhearted! '

The middle-aged man was distressed, a little worried that the situation would get worse.If the bike is completely broken, where can I get the money to fix it?

Otherwise, why don't you just give the child a few pieces of bread?

"Okay, don't worry, I'm a professional!"

The other party hesitated, but Zeke didn't give him time to make a decision. He quickly squatted beside the car, with stones, wooden sticks, and frozen red hands, and the car repair work began.

The man held the bicycle and watched with a dazed expression as Zeke used a small stone to slightly pry open the iron outer skin of the wheel, and the wooden branch stretched in.

After a series of fiddling that was completely incomprehensible, as if performing a magic trick, Zeke stood up and said with a sense of "witnessing a miracle":

"It's ready, you can try it."

The man was stunned for a moment, then looked down, then turned his pedals, and after trying for a while, looked at Zeke in disbelief:

"Is it fixed like that?"

"People who don't understand medical skills can kill people by treating a cold, while doctors only need a few medicines and a few days. The same principle, people who don't understand need to practice for a long time, but if you understand, a little skill and time will be enough. Enough. So sir, can you give me bread?"

The other party glanced at the bag in his arms, sighed, and then handed the whole bag to Zeke.

"There are six loaves of bread in the bag, all for you. Once the bike is ready, I will go back and buy it again soon. You are amazing, thank you!"

"I should thank you for your generosity, your trustworthiness and kindness, which will save a weak life, which is undoubtedly a virtue that can be praised by the world."

"Ahaha, it's too exaggerated! No matter what, you have to live a good life, if there is really no way... My house is in the third room around the corner, I think I can still give you some bread. Then I go first!"

In the jingle of the car, the bicycle was gone.

And Zeke, holding a bag of bread that was still warm, picked up one and took a bite.

Dry, astringent, firewood.

But, for someone who is dying of starvation, it is incomparably delicious.

With gratitude to the unnamed uncle, Zeke ate half a loaf of bread, and then stopped with great perseverance.Now this body is too weak, suddenly eating too much, the stomach will be unbearable, and it must take time to digest and adapt.

"call--"

Zeke let out a sigh of relief, wrapped the paper bag tightly in his arms, and warmed his body with the remaining warmth.

Next, he had to go back to the bridge hole, the resting place that, although not ideal, could at least cover the flying snow.

Chapter 2 When Baimao Duanzi meets Baimao Duanzi

Zeke picked up a lot of dead branches and a broken crock.

Tear off a small piece of cloth strip, use a stone to wipe out some sawdust, and also expose the dry part of the wood. Then the cloth strip wraps around the dead branches, pulls and rotates, and drilling wood to make fire begins.

Zeke can clearly identify which branches are easy to burn, and also clearly know which angle and force can wipe out the spark faster.

After a while, when it was getting dark, the bonfire appeared.

The flames dissipated a lot of the chill, and Zeke scrubbed the jar with snow, filled with clean snowballs, and boiled a pot of boiling water—not necessarily clean, but at least boiling water, much better than nothing.

So Zeke drank hot water.

With hot water, slowly chewing hot bread, covered in tattered cloth, and the warmth of the flames - at this moment, Zeke finally felt alive.

"The language you just used is obviously not Chinese..."

While chewing, Zeke pondered the strange phenomena on his body.

Although not Chinese, it made him, a native Chinese, feel as familiar and friendly as Chinese, as if he had heard his mother tongue since he was sensible.

"Sure enough, it's time-travel."

"Then this abnormal cognition and understanding ability is my fault?"

Zeke pondered, more about how to use this ability to live, rather than getting to the bottom of it.

In any case, thanks to this ability, Zeke was able to earn his first piece of bread and find a life in this icy world.

So, be grateful first, and move on.

"Shh! Shh!"

Just as Zeke was eating with hot water, he heard the sound of his feet stepping on the snow.