Doomsday reloading

After being warmly treated by sister Yu's family, Feng Keyan took the three-wheeled motorcycle of sister's house back to the warehouse to "count the number".

"Xiao Feng, it's the first time you've spent the night in this kind of place. At night, this place is remote and there are few people, but you must remember to lock the door before going to sleep..."

Before leaving, Sister Yu kept telling Feng Keyhan what to pay attention to, which made Feng Keyhan, who has experienced the end times, dumbfounded.But it warms my heart.

"Sister Yu,"

Feng Keyhan hesitated for a moment, and called out to Sister Yu who was about to bid farewell.

"Recently... it's better to stock up on more food, and go out less if you can avoid going far."

Sister Yu froze for a moment, her instinctive sixth sense seemed to sense something was wrong.

But she still had a smile on her face

"Success! Xiaofeng, you, Lu Guang, probably know a lot of news, so why does your boss want so many vegetables.

Can you remember my sister reminding me more about this sentence, thank you in advance, sister! "

After speaking, Sister Yu got on the three-wheeled motorcycle that came and went back.

Feng Keyhan stood at the door of the warehouse, watching the orange headlights wobbly along with the swing of the car, slowly going away on the bumpy dirt road until it disappeared.

When the night returned to a silent darkness, Feng Yaohan sighed.

He is not a rotten good person with overflowing sympathy—maybe he used to be, but he has been worn down by all kinds of things after the end of the world.

He didn't know how his light reminder could help sister Yu's family.

After sorting out his complicated mood in the night breeze, Feng Keyhan turned and went back to the warehouse to check if there was any monitoring equipment.

Fortunately, due to the remote location, the owner of the leased warehouse may not be willing to spend more money on it, so it happens to save the need to seal the key letter.

The key letter put his hand on the neatly stacked cartons "system——"

The system automatically started to generate, and with the generation of a large piece of blue program code, the cartons placed in the warehouse gradually disappeared as if they were decomposed by unknown elements.

If someone happened to enter by mistake at this time, they might be shocked by the sky-high code numbers... But it's a pity that this bloody setting does not exist in this article.

After sorting out all the supplies, Feng Keyhan took out his phone and checked the list of supplies.

The goal of preparing for the next trip is to purchase enough seasonings.

—As for the meat?

Feng Keyhan tilted his head and thought about it, the action was exactly the same as Fen Zhan Liao... He collected a lot of meat when he was sweeping up the 'Aspirations'.

But the mutated animals after the end of the world are more delicious, just for training, right?

After happily solving the list, Feng Xueba made a final decision.

But if any post-apocalyptic 'colleagues' know his thoughts, they will definitely be scolded in anger

——Delicious mutated animals are delicious, and of course it is also beneficial to the improvement of your own level.

but! ! !If you want to eat them, you have to be able to afford them, right? ! ! !

Originally such an orderly plan was completed, but after the key letter was lying on the canopy bed temporarily placed in the warehouse for the personnel who took care of the goods, he suffered from rare insomnia.

Although according to the system's explanation, after he became a data, quite a few sensitive values ​​about fatigue and hunger have been greatly reduced.

But that doesn't seem to be the main reason for his insomnia.

"System, what do you think Alio is doing now?"

[System: Is the host beating around the bush and telling me to turn on the voyeuristic system settings? 】

Being shivered by the system's deliberate misinterpretation of the feedback information, the drowsiness of the key letter was driven further away.

"No...I just miss A Liao."

[System: Congratulations to the host for enabling the younger brother control attribute, why didn't I discover your habit? 】

"System, can your focus be a little more skewed?"

Feng Keyhan no longer knows which emoji to use to describe his heart in the barrage.

[System: I didn't directly say that you are a pedophile. What about the host?Do you need me to give you the title of floating head? 】

Feng Keyhan silently covered his face, although the system can give him troubles such as setting titles on his head in online games.

But this setting really has no other effect except for brushing his face every day when he washes his face and looks in the mirror.

Anyway, outsiders can't see it... But with such a [title] running around in the streets, even if others can't see it, they will feel good, shameful, and shameful? !

"But then again, can I use data transmission..."

[System: Stupid host, you are so naive! 】

Before the seal key letter could react, his face was blurred by the block letters of the system's righteous words.

[System: Who was always afraid of the stun debuff before?You scumbag who is crazy about your younger brother!Did you have indirect amnesia when you swept up the 'Aspirations'? !It's as if your body can be teleported there! 】

——It’s a shame to be crazy about my younger brother, it’s a shame to PLAY, Mr. System.

The key letter is serious on the surface, but the screen is filled with ten times the speed of "high-energy bullet screen protection ahead" in the heart.

But according to this statement, it seems that this way of going home is directly dropped by PASS...

Feng Keyhan looked at the time on his phone. Similarly, in this wilderness, don't expect to be able to use normal transportation such as taxis.

——But he wants to go home to see his lovely younger brother, Sunshine, who is swollen and broken! ! ! QQ

——Suddenly began to worry about whether Xiao Baozi would kick the quilt at night, what should I do! ! ! QQ

Feng Yaohan's soul and body are divided into different classes, so outsiders will definitely not feel that the inner world of such a cold and cold brother... is so... lively?

[System: The IQ of the host is really worrying...]

#818 The younger brothers we knew in those years#

#我家客户兄者控setting, is there any cure for losing IQ as soon as an attack occurs? #

[System: If I remember correctly, the host bought two Harleys, right? 】

"But A Liao's 'Nocturne' is still in the warehouse of the villa under modification."

[System: So what?Did you eat another one? :)]

"…………"

Key seal letter: ... what should I do?I seem to hear the voice of IQ going away.

Mr. IQ: [Smiling face] Friends are gone.

So on a seemingly peaceful night, 'Aspirations' suffered another tragic loss of a fuel tanker.

In this way, it adds a lot of color to the urban legend and the psychological shadow area of ​​all high-level people.

'Aspirations' high-level executives: Confused!Please let me go!How did we provoke you, can't we change it? QQ

Feng Xueba: :)

Finally, in the early morning of the next day, Feng Keyhan rode his own car, which he managed after several twists and turns, back to the villa area in the city center, honing his driving skills and transferring the rent to the warehouse owner.

As for the warehouse of vegetables, eggs, and salted duck eggs that disappeared without a trace overnight... You said that it seems understandable that the Renmin University drove a truck away in the middle of the night, right?

Putting the car back on the system panel, Feng Keyhan gently opened the door, only to find that the anti-theft door didn't seem to be locked.

Feng Keyhan frowned subconsciously and cautiously pushed the door in. As soon as he walked into the living room, he saw Feng Zhan Liao curled up on the sofa.

Looking at his rumpled school uniform, huddled up on the sofa, it's obvious that he came back from school and stayed in the living room all the time.

Although the sofa in the living room is not too crowded for Feng Zhanliao's current body size, it is definitely not comfortable.

"Alio, Alio?"

Feng Yaohan bent down and patted Fen Zhan Liao's face, waking up the drowsy little bun.

"Why are you sleeping here? Why don't you go back to your room—"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Yaohan was hugged by Feng Zhan Liao.

Feng Keyhan was taken aback for a moment, and then gently placed his hand on top of Feng Zhan Liao's head.

"what happened?"

"It's too empty in the house...I want to wait for my brother to come back."

Feng Zhan Liao, whose face was buried in Feng Yaohan's arms, made a muffled sound.

Feng Keyhan blinked but didn't say anything. He still remembered the example of this one who was particularly insecure when he first met Feng Zhan Liao.

"Then, brother, let me tell you!"

Feng Zhan Liao raised his head and showed a particularly bright smile.

"I, I was stopped by the group of guys before school yesterday and had a fight. I won the fight!"

Feng Yaohan looked at Feng Zhan Liao Liangjingjing, who was obviously seeking praise, and then rubbed his hair vigorously.

"Well, Alyo is very powerful. Are you injured?"

"of course not!"

Feng Zhan Liao tilted his head, "I didn't have the strength to fight them before, but now I have my brother backing me up so I'm not afraid of them!"

"Alyo is right."

Feng Yaohan nodded, probably because he subconsciously felt that the current Fen Zhan Liao was the same person as the arrogant and powerful man after the end of the world.

Feng Keyhan didn't think about encouraging a student who was going to school to fight with others so confidently, is there something wrong?

On the contrary, if Feng Zhan Liao came to him and cried and complained after being bullied, he would feel that there seemed to be something wrong.

But at the moment, I am completely unaware that my education method and three views are a little crooked, and I only found out after seeing the little bun who was still in high spirits let out a big breath.

It's still early in the morning, and it seems that Feng Zhan Liao hasn't had a good rest all night.

Realizing this, Feng Keyhan immediately picked up the little bun and went upstairs without letting go.

"elder brother?"

"Ask for leave today,"

With a firm attitude, Feng Yaohan changed Feng Zhan Liao's school uniform and covered him with a quilt.

"Anyway, if you insist on going to school today, your spirit won't be much better."

"I'll listen to my brother." Feng Zhan Liao smiled very gently.

Then when Feng Keyhan turned around in satisfaction and was about to go out, he grabbed the hem of his clothes with both hands again.

"elder brother……"

"kindness?"

"Sleep with me, okay?"

Feng Zhan Liao was a little embarrassed, and his expression was uneasy, "Because my brother didn't come back all night..."

Sure enough, the symptoms of insecurity have flared up again... Feng Yaohan patted Feng Zhanliao's head.

Anyway, I didn't sleep all night, so I simply followed Feng Zhan Liao's will and lay down.

The two of them were a little crowded sleeping on the not-so-big bed, and before Feng Keyhan adjusted his sleeping position, he felt that someone came up behind him to hug him.

... Really.

Feeling this rare warmth, Feng Yaohan gradually fell asleep for such a childish act of beheading Liao.

What he didn't know was that after he fell asleep, Feng Zhan Liao, who was hugging him behind his back, opened a pair of extremely thick-colored eyes, watched his back quietly for a moment, rubbed his eyes in satisfaction, closed his eyes and fell asleep .

——Like a ferocious beast silently watching and guarding its prey, it does not allow others to approach half a step.

The author has something to say: I am so happy! ! ! !Yesterday, I captured a lot of comments in a row. If it weren't for the power outage in the dormitory, my generation would have exploded with prehistoric power! ! ! !

Today, I spent a whole day in a beautiful article, and I feel that the whole world is not getting better~