doomsday pilgrimage

Mu Zheng leaned against the doorframe of the kitchen with the cat Xiaomiao in his arms, seeing the young man inside who was busy and focused, and was slightly absent-minded.He still remembers the first time he saw this weird young man on the shooting range, yes weird, a desperate and serious living person.Weird contradictions, weird harmony.The combination of these two gestures in him is surprisingly striking.Then, he got to know him.

Tang Mo drained the watered chicken pieces and put them in the pressure cooker, and then threw in the soaked hazel mushrooms, green onion and ginger.It's almost six o'clock in the evening. I don't have the time to simmer it on a low heat, so I can make do with it, but the taste is not too bad.

Turn on the fire and heat the oil, and fry the chopped scallions in the oil until fragrant.Thinly sliced ​​mutton leg meat, and the mutton with green onion and sautéed mutton in two or three times is ready.The braised fish on the other side of the stove also started to emit aroma. The fish tasted fresh and tender, which was not the favorite of the little thorny cat Xiaomiao.

Mu Zheng swallowed and looked at the dishes on the table. He never thought that Tang Mo's craftsmanship would be so good.Great man!Chicken stewed with mushrooms, vinegared cabbage, braised fish, curry potatoes, scallion fried lamb, mapo tofu, hot and sour soup, six dishes and one soup are all delicious in color and flavor.

Tang Mo took a bottle of Wuliangye that he dug out from somewhere, poured half of the two cups, and pushed a cup in front of Mu Zheng. "Drink white, okay?"

Mu Zheng squinted at him, "Give up that no word, when a man still can't do it?!" After speaking, he raised his glass and took a big gulp. He swallowed the hot liquid and poured it down. Hundreds of pores reveal refreshment.

Tang Mo took a small sip, expressing his contempt for Mu Zheng's nibble on peonies.Rely on it, 52-degree family banquet fine wine, do you drink it as water?This is Wuliangye! !

The two of them who had been hungry for a long time buried their heads and worked hard, and the hungry stomachs that had been busy all afternoon finally got comfort.Even the cat, Xiaomiao, who was lying on one side of the chair, killed most of the braised fish.After eating and drinking, he nestled in a lazy manner, and hiccupped from time to time.

Mu Zheng rubbed his protruding belly and burped in satisfaction. "I didn't expect you to be so skilled. Could it be that you're a cook?" Swaying the cup with one hand, his naughty temper returned.

"If you start cooking at the age of seven or eight, you can guarantee that you will be at this level even if you have been working for more than ten years." Tang Mo replied to him indifferently.

A trace of astonishment quickly flashed across Mu Zheng's face, alas, who hasn't felt sad about the past.Don't mention it, don't mention it! "I said what's wrong with you today? You're not yin or yang, you're greasy, you just talk about it!"

Tang Mo ignored him and just lowered his head to play with the chopsticks in his hand.

Mu Zheng plowed his hair, and his eyes gradually gathered irritability. He was a bit annoyed by such people because he was naturally short-tempered. "Is there anything you can't talk about? Is it lack of money? Or is it difficult? Someone is looking for trouble for you?" Mu Zheng stood up and walked to Tang Mo, dragged a chair and sat down, staring at him like a cowbell .

Tang Mo has been thinking about the future, no matter how powerful an individual is in the last days, it will be weak.He needs to find a trustworthy helper, or a trustworthy small group, otherwise the road ahead will be very hard.And this person in front of him might be a good choice.

Although Mu Zheng is a bit poor-mouthed, he should be someone who can be deeply friends with his friends.Moreover, he has a good skill and a strong personality, so he won't be the kind that drags people down.After thinking about it all afternoon, Tang Mo finally made up his mind.

"No one troubles me, and I'm not short of money." Tang Mo took out another bottle of sky blue and poured it for the two of them.Seeing that he looked like he had something to say, Mu Zheng stopped his complaints.

"Do you believe in the sixth sense?"

Mu Zheng stared back at him with wide eyes, what is this man going to do?

"Before the big magnetic storm, do you still remember that I asked everyone to stockpile food in the group?" Tang Mo took a sip of the liquor in his glass, and the 52 degrees was strong enough.

Mu Zheng thought for a while, and it seemed that there was such a thing.At that time, he was still joking about whether Tang Mo was in the food business.

"More than a month ago, I began to have a feeling of impending disaster, just like animals can predict earthquakes. During those days, I lived... Then, the magnetic storm happened. Although the magnetic storm has passed now, I am not I didn't relax. On the contrary, I felt more and more depressed." Tang Mo continued to make up, and he planned to make himself a quasi-magic stick.Otherwise, how he explains himself can always predict the future.

Mu Zheng sat there listening calmly, doubts flickering in his eyes from time to time.He didn't know whether he should believe it, or find a psychiatrist for Tang Mo as soon as possible.

"Hehe! Are you trying to find a doctor for me?" Tang Mo carried the cat Xiaomiao over and put it on his lap without a look on his face, and stroked its back lightly and sometimes hard. The kitten obediently rubbed against him a few times Down.

Mu Zheng scratched his nose, "Xiao Momo, are you too nervous? Come, come, drink, drink..." He said, but felt sorry for the baby in his heart.What a capable boy, he was harmed by the magnetic storm just like that.

Tang Mo's eyes darkened, he had no choice but to raise his glass and touch him, and drank the wine down with his neck raised.Forget it, the time will naturally tell.

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The orange moon hung in the sky, cold and faint, and the light rain was getting bigger and bigger.

Tang Mo closed the door of the guest bedroom, and Mu Zheng, who was half dead drunk, fell asleep inside.That night, the two of them killed three bottles of 52-degree spirits, and almost all of the last bottle was poured into Mu Zheng's stomach.

Returning to his room to get a change of clothes, he silently walked into the bathroom.The warm water drenched Tang Mo's hair and ran down his forehead.

Tang Mo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with his half-wet hair, and the big raindrops crackled on the windows.It was dark behind him, with only a little light coming from the screen saver of the laptop.

The appearance of a young man was printed on the tea-brown glass, and the man's complexion was too fair.The slightly raised peach eyes reflect indifference and alienation, and there is a small mole on the corner of the mouth. Whenever the owner smiles, it will look unique.

After lighting a cigarette, Tang Mo sat on the bed and moved the mouse to return to the forum.Although it was late at night, the wild cat clan was still active. Tang Mo looked through the posts he had posted in the previous paragraph.

Floor 1: The speed sofa, the god post appeared in the middle of the night! !

2nd floor: wheat, technical posts.It has been pinned to the top, add red!

3rd Floor: Please repost the famous original author.

Floor 4: If you repost it, can't we have a big talent in the jar? ? ?

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22nd Floor: Ignorant and ignorant, ignorant and ignorant, Mr. Mai is the big cow here, and the little cat fish who has never been to the pier bounces away!Mai Ye, the fourth son is against you!Where have you been diving lately?Tibet?Ningxia?Yunnan?

Floor 36: Top God Post!My lord, I am the owner of X Degree Survivor Bar.I want to repost your post, rest assured that I will definitely indicate the original author.

Floor 465: I came here from the X-wolf forum, worshiping the gods...

The corners of Tang Mo's mouth twitched, he wished someone would repost, the more reposts the better.This post collects a lot of useful knowledge in the last days, such as how to turn the original furniture at home into weapons, such as how to turn food into dry food that is convenient to store and carry, such as how to collect and organize materials, such as how to Discover safety hazards and more while exploring unknown locations.

This post does not mention any point and the imminent end of the text, although the magnetic storm cloud has passed.But Internet police figures are still active on the Internet, so if you don't want to be invited to drink tea, just be quiet.No one can stop the end of the world from coming, so let’s talk more about things that will allow more people to live.

The minute hand of the clock points to two o'clock, Tang Mo closes the computer and crawls into bed, it will be difficult to enjoy the soft and fragrant quilt in the future.

When the first ray of light climbed into the sky and the sun rose slowly, the beauticians in this city started their day's work.The sweeping truck whirred and whirled its sweeping wheel, passing by on the street.Suddenly, a burst of scorching light enveloped the earth, and a long group of huge meteorites with broom tails smashed towards them.

"Rumble! Rumble... Rumble..."

"Earthquake, it's an earthquake!" The sharp voice pierced the tranquility of the city in an instant.

Huge meteorites kept falling into the sea, like a meteor shower.At a viewing pavilion near the seawall, thirty or forty tourists watching the sunrise pointed their cameras at this wonderful scene.

Wave after wave crashed against the bank with a madness capable of smashing everything.

"Tsunami! It's a tsunami, run away..." A man with glasses was the first to realize something was wrong. He dropped his camera and dragged his girlfriend in red to the parking lot like crazy, leaving behind a crowd of people who didn't know what to do.When everyone turned their heads to look at the sea again, what responded to them was a huge wave as high as a city wall.