[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

The cold winter days pass quickly, and spring comes.Unknowingly, Zhou Mao had already spent several months with Zhou Qingyao in this cave.

Zhou Qingyao brought a lot of books and a wireless radio.They go out hunting with Xiaohu during the day to replenish some meat, and when they return to the cave at night, the two of them will snuggle up to read and listen to the news about the end of the world from the radio. Although there are no other entertainment activities, it is not boring.

After the arrival of spring, Zhou Qingyao took out the seeds and fertilizers that she had bought before the doomsday, and cultivated several fields on the flat ground on the mountainside.Since the two of them have never farmed, and the weeds have mutated a lot after the end of the day, after several tossings, finally a few green seedlings sprang out from the soil. Although there were not many, Zhou Mao was still very impressed. gratified.

Zhou Qingyao even brought a large basket of fertilized eggs, and made an incubator to incubate the chicks, but he actually hatched them.When he saw a group of yellow fur balls rolling around on the ground, Zhou Mao couldn't help being elated, and couldn't help but grabbed a few and rubbed them together.

"This is our food." Seeing Zhou Mao's happy expression, although Zhou Qingyao was flattered, she still reminded him with a straight face: "Don't have feelings for chickens."

"I know, I know." Smiling, Zhou Mao drove the chicken into a cage at another hole, and sprinkled a handful of grass seeds: "I'm not that stupid."

From time to time, Zhou Mao would climb to the top of the mountain and overlook the city where he once lived.Human beings seem to be gradually adapting to life in the last days.Zhou Mao began to see some people propping up small bamboo rafts to go boating on the unflooded streets, using guns to catch fish that intended to attack him.

The stations on the radio become fewer and fewer as the apocalypse lasts longer.But generally speaking, there are still one or two stations that are persisting.Music and entertainment channels have been canceled one after another, and storytelling and cross talk are no longer available.The only thing that is uninterrupted is the report about the end of the day.

Thankfully, there is more and more good news about humanity.It is said that someone discovered a huge strange stone, as long as you touch it, ordinary humans have a certain chance to gain superpowers, some people can freely control water and fire, some people become extremely powerful, and some people can even fly on the sky. 500 meters high in the sky.

Zhou Mao likes to listen to this kind of news. This kind of news gives him the illusion of reading an end-time novel. People who have acquired supernatural powers become heroes of mankind. They protect the territory, fight against wild animals and disasters, and lead mankind to establish a new civilized society.It sounds exciting and full of hope.

However, Zhou Qingyao didn't like this kind of news. Whenever he found that Zhou Mao was listening to the radio, and the radio was talking about supernatural powers, he would always walk up to Zhou Mao without saying a word, and turn off the radio.Although Zhou Mao felt strange, he knew that he didn't like it, so he stopped listening in front of him.

He once asked Zhou Qingyao if he wanted the two of us to touch rocks one day. Although we live in seclusion now, if we have supernatural powers, hunting might be easier.

Zhou Qingyao shook her head. "This ability is not a good thing. We don't need to try it." He said, "We just need to hide here and wait until a new civilized society is established."

Zhou Mao smiled and pinched his face habitually, although now it was a very mature male face. "If everyone thinks like you do, there won't be a new civilized society," he said.

"It doesn't matter if you don't." Zhou Qingyao didn't seem to care, "We can live here until we die of old age. Anyway, there are enough supplies."

Zhou Mao shook his head. As a social person, he did not agree with Zhou Qingyao's point of view.But in fact, he himself likes this kind of life of growing vegetables, raising chickens and reading books. It really makes him live his whole life, and he doesn't mind it.

Seeing that Zhou Mao was silent, Zhou Qingyao sat beside him and hugged him from behind. "Don't you like this kind of life?" He said softly, "I thought you did."

"No." Zhou Mao sighed and said, "I just feel that human beings are in dire straits now, but we live so peacefully here. I feel a little guilty."

Zhou Qingyao pinched Zhou Mao's chin, turned his face around, and kissed his lips. "You don't need to feel guilty," Zhou Qingyao said, his eyes darkened, revealing a somewhat ferocious expression: "They are the ones who should feel guilty."

Seeing Zhou Qingyao's expression, Zhou Mao was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand what Zhou Qingyao said.However, before he could open his mouth to ask a question, Zhou Qingyao pushed him down on the table.

"I want to do it." He rubbed his head against Zhou Mao's chest, raised his eyes, and looked at him wetly with pleading eyes, as if he were completely different from Zhou Qingyao who had shown a terrifying expression just now. "Give it to me." He whispered, and gently kissed Zhou Mao's protruding collarbone.

Zhou Mao put his hands around Zhou Qingyao's neck and nodded.Every time Zhou Qingyao wanted something, she would look at him with such a pitiful expression. Zhou Mao couldn't bear to refuse, but after agreeing, Zhou Qingyao seemed to be a different person, tossing Zhou Mao unbearably, and the frequency It's too high, Zhou Mao almost doubts whether he won't raise it directly in a few years.

However, every time Zhou Mao expressed his intention to refuse, Zhou Qingyao would immediately cry and say that Zhou Mao didn't like him anymore, but even so he still liked Zhou Mao and told Zhou Mao not to leave him.Zhou Mao had no choice but to agree.

Didn't I get eaten to death by him?Zhou Mao thought helplessly while watching Zhou Qingyao help him undress.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhou Qingyao took off all of Zhou Mao's clothes, noticed that Zhou Mao was staring at her in a daze, and couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing." Zhou Mao kissed Zhou Qingyao's face, "I was thinking, maybe I really have nothing to do with you."

Zhou Qingyao's eyes were bright, he smiled, bowed his head and kissed Zhou Mao's lips. "You're wrong." He whispered, "I'm the one who can't do anything about you."

"We have done it too many times." Feeling Zhou Qingyao's fingers expanding for himself, Zhou Mao turned his face and said a little uncomfortable.

"Not too many." Zhou Qingyao smiled softly, "There are statistics that show that areas with less recreational life have a higher number of newborns. People's lives are too boring, and they can only use sex to distract themselves."

He pressed against Zhou Mao's chest, and slowly entered his body, "If you can have children, we should be able to have more than a dozen children in the near future." Zhou Qingyao watched Zhou Mao's expression gradually covered by lust, and stroked Looking at his face, he said softly: "If that's the case, it can be regarded as contributing to the development of mankind."

In the broadcast, with the passage of time, people who have discovered supernatural powers have gradually established their own organizations. Every city has 1 or 2 gangs, which protect other supernatural beings and ordinary people under them, and at the same time Fight against other gangs.

While the world still seems chaotic, forming a gang seems like the first step toward civilization.Maybe after that, gangs will start to merge, technology will develop, and a new order society will be born.

Zhou Qingyao walked over and turned off the radio without saying a word.

Zhou Mao stopped knitting.Since spring, because of boredom, he has developed this hobby like a little girl.In the doomsday, due to the crazy growth of plants, the fibers became long and tough. Zhou Mao found it interesting, so he collected a lot of colorful plant branches and leaves while hunting, pulled out the fibers, ground two sticks himself, and wove Mats and blankets and stuff like that.Within a few months, the bare stone walls in their cave were decorated with Zhou Mao's fabrics.

"Let me listen," Zhou Mao said to Zhou Qingyao with a smile, "Listening to the radio, I feel that we are not far from a civilized society."

Zhou Qingyao shook her head: "Don't be too optimistic." He sat down, touched Zhou Mao's neck, and said, "I'm going out to get some meat with Xiaohu, do you want to come with me?"

"Okay!" Zhou Mao was very happy to go out.Put down the needle and thread and stand up.He and Zhou Qingyao grabbed Xiaohu and walked deep into the woods.

Before hunting, the two came to the top of the mountain again.After summer comes, the people in the city become less and less, and now there are no people rowing and fishing on the water.

"This place is no longer suitable for human beings to live in." Zhou Qingyao said, "Most people should have moved to the inland now, and T City has probably been abandoned."

"So, the two of us are probably the only residents of T city at present." Zhou Mao smiled, "It feels good too, it feels like sitting on the whole city." He patted Zhou Qingyao on the shoulder: "Why don't we just do it now?" Let you, the only citizen, vote and appoint me as the mayor of City T."

Zhou Qingyao gave Zhou Mao a blank look: "What are you doing as mayor? You don't even have a mayor's office."

"Our home is my office." Zhou Mao said with a smile, "If I become the mayor," he blinked, "I can manage the citizens."

Zhou Qingyao raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and pulled Zhou Mao into her arms. "The mayor wants to serve the citizens." He leaned close to Zhou Mao's ear and blew into his ear, "How are you going to serve me?"

"Before I serve you, you have to pay the tax first." Zhou Mao turned his head and bit his cheek lightly. "I don't work without pay."

"Pay taxes?" Zhou Qingyao raised his eyebrows, showing a meaningful expression: "I think I should pay enough taxes." He licked Zhou Mao's earlobe: "You always say 'enough' , no more'."

Although there was no one else around, Zhou Mao's face turned red immediately.This kid is actually teasing me now.He thought angrily, struggled a few times to get rid of Zhou Qingyao, but Zhou Qingyao laughed a few times and hugged Zhou Mao even tighter.

Seeing that he couldn't break free, Zhou Mao gradually calmed down.He looked at the distant sea.There, seabirds are flying in the sky, and one or two fish jump out of the water from time to time.

"Let's catch some fish sometime." Zhou Mao said, "I don't know if fish will be as easy to catch as rabbits."

"Weaving nets with plant fibers may take a little time," Zhou Mao said. "If you want to catch it now, you can only rely on Xiaohu. Although Xiaohu is good at catching rabbits and mice, it may not be good at catching fish."

Zhou Mao nodded, "Fortunately, the little tiger is a raccoon cat," he said, "The raccoon cat is very good at predation. Even if it is raised by humans, it will catch mice by nature. If other cats reach the doomsday, even if they grow up so big, It doesn't necessarily prey on living things."

"That's natural." Zhou Qingyao put her chin on Zhou Mao's shoulder, "The raccoon cat is loyal to its owner and good at preying. I chose the raccoon cat specially."

Zhou Mao laughed and couldn't help but pat Zhou Qingyao on the head. "Specially? Didn't you say that you picked up Xiaohu?"

Zhou Qingyao realized that she had slipped up and fell silent.

There was a warmth in Zhou Mao's heart.Zhou Qingyao was really thoughtful. To make life more convenient in the apocalypse, she gave herself a pet before the apocalypse, and let herself feed it so that it could be close to her, so as to protect herself after the apocalypse came.

He turned his head, kissed Zhou Qingyao lightly on the cheek, and said softly, "Thank you."

Zhou Qingyao's face quickly turned red.He straightened up stiffly, his eyes didn't know where to look, so he could only keep staring at Xiaohu.

So cute.Zhou Mao couldn't help laughing. He patted Zhou Qingyao's head and motioned him to go down the mountain together and start hunting.

As soon as the little tiger reached the flat ground, he immediately lay down on the ground, pricked up his ears, and began to look for the prey.Zhou Mao and Zhou Qingyao also quietly hid aside, holding their breath, trying not to interfere with Xiaohu's search.

Suddenly, the trees in the forest swayed, and a half-person-high gray rabbit jumped out from the branches and ran towards the meadow. A flash of fire suddenly hit Xiaohu's right hind leg.The little tiger let out a sharp cry and fell back to the ground.The rabbit also took the opportunity to escape.

Zhou Qingyao quickly ran towards Xiaohu, followed by Zhou Mao.The little tiger was lying on the ground, licking the fur on his hind legs with his teeth bared and his mouth cracked. The hair there was scorched, revealing his pink skin.

Zhou Qingyao's face changed drastically, and she quickly blocked Zhou Mao behind her.He raised the crossbow that he always carried with him and aimed it in the direction of the woods.

"You probably won't be the mayor." Zhou Qingyao said softly to Zhou Mao, "Stand behind me, lean on Xiaohu, don't talk casually."

He raised his crossbow and shouted towards the woods: "Where is who? Get out!"

The author has something to say:

A friend from school got a job in the city where I lived and stayed with me for a few nights before renting an apartment.Therefore, there is no code word at all in the past few nights, and I have to save manuscripts again...

After knowing that I wrote articles, my friends who never read Tanmei gave me advice, saying that you should write about men disguised as women, but when I found out that Shou was a man, I was entangled in my heart.If you write this kind of entanglement, it must be popular!

Me: This old-fashioned plot was out of fashion 10 years ago, okay...