The Son of the Cthulhu must be saved [Quick Transmigration]

No matter how sharp his teeth are, his mouth is full of thorns, the sleeping He Songming calms down, probably only at this time, he really looks like a child.

Ruan Mobei took the opportunity to go out through the wall to have a look. He Songming's room is very small, and he moves within a radius of about ten meters, so he can go to many places outside.

The old woman who was outside when the woman delivered the medicine just now was still nestled in the recliner, resting with her eyes slightly closed.This public area is also small in size, and most of the furniture is old. There is a display screen embedded in the wall, and one corner has been cracked and is being closed.The radio on the table did not ring, and it was so quiet that only the old man's unsmooth breathing could be heard.

The door on the opposite side was ajar. It should be the old man's room. The whole "home" is only about 40 square meters, and there are not many things, but it is also crowded.

Ruan Mobei came out from the other side of the wall, and there were many rooms lined up on both sides of the long corridor, and the house where He Songming lived was at the end.

Ruan Mobei entered the next door, and the same 40-square-meter area was divided into two rooms and a public area. A man in his 60s sat on the half-collapsed sofa and cleaned his shotgun, smoking a cigarette.A woman of the same age was leaning on the mattress next to him, with a face showing obvious sequelae of stroke, watching TV.

A certain documentary was being broadcast. In the global joint plan, people built protective fields and large underground fortifications, completed the final test of the spaceship in the wilderness and wasteland, and at the same time checked the stability of the artificial ecosystem. The germ cells are frozen, and enough supplies are sent to the International Space Station by "elevator".

Black-eyed, green-eyed and blue-eyed people unite to overcome language barriers and work day and night.As the background, there are low-altitude cities submerged by raging sea water, dead fish and rotten shrimps floating on the sea due to nuclear waste water, volcanic ash that gradually spreads in the distance and covers the sun, and a blizzard that can bury all traces.

The narration sings of humanity's last-minute solidarity, the sacrifices made for the continuation of the race, and the tenacity of never giving up hope.Ruan Mobei stared blankly at the mechanic responsible for maintaining the normal work of the shielding field for the next millennium lying in the dormant cabin, waiting for the first awakening in a century; watching the astronauts being sent to the space station, who will observe and record the next few decades from space The difficult self-recovery of this planet when it was dying; watching the first batch of explorers take a capsule spacecraft and go to all directions in the vast universe, using a one-way ticket to explore the possible direction of habitable planets for the general fleet...

It wasn't until the man put down the shotgun, raised his hand to turn off the TV, and the sound and picture disappeared, that he suddenly came back to his senses.

So now is... the end of the world?

Ruan Mobei took a deep breath, even though it was only through the small screen in front of him, the recorded images still shocked him to the extreme.

Are these things that will happen in the world where he was originally in someday in the future, or are they just destructions that have been carried out in a certain parallel world?

Ruan Mobei didn't know, he sorted out his mood, suppressed his desire to finish watching the documentary, and went back to He Songming's room.

The room is underground, without windows, only a small vent to bring in the fresh air from the outside, and it was pitch black after the lights were turned off.Ruan Mobei didn't know what else he could do. He stood and watched for a while, and finally lay down next to He Songming softly.

He Songming had a bit of a cold, and his breathing was not smooth. Ruan Mobei touched his forehead and sweated a little, and the fever dropped a lot under the effect of antipyretics.

In the current ghost state, he will not feel hungry, but he still feels tired. However, after moving away from He Songming and moving at the maximum range for a short while, Ruan Mobei is already a little weak.

He carefully lay down on the edge of a narrow bed so as not to wake He Songming, and closed his eyes.

……

He Songming was awakened by suffocation.

Determined that he couldn't bear to continue sleeping, he frowned and murmured, and habitually closed his eyes and turned over to get out of bed, but rolled into an embrace.

He Songming was stunned for a second, then opened his eyes vigilantly, the room was very dark, he couldn't see anything, but he knew who it was.

As if he was afraid of the temperature in his embrace, he shrank back uncomfortably and propped himself up.

The thought of pushing Ruan Mobei out of bed flashed in his mind, but He Songming ignored it and rolled over Ruan Mobei.

After returning from the bathroom, He Songming yawned and went back to bed.He touched the leg where a large piece of flesh had been gouged out. After taking the painkillers, he felt nothing. The wound has become flat, and new flesh and blood have grown out. It will take about half a day to heal.

A scar will remain there forever, too.

You should get used to it by now, shouldn't you?

He Songming wrapped himself in the quilt silently. Half a minute later, he opened his eyes a little, pulled out a corner of the quilt from under his body, and put it around Ruan Mobei's waist.

It's just smooth sailing.

……

After sleeping, as usual countless times, the sequelae of the injury have healed, and the body is no longer limp and weak.He Songming lay on the bed for a while, curled up in the quilt and looked at Ruan Mobei, who had already gotten up and was looking at the photo he had posted on the wall.

He picked it up from the warehouse many years ago. No one cared about these little things with no practical value. Only he brought them back like a treasure and pasted them where he could see them when he looked up.

The ocean, forest, bustling city and high sky have all turned slightly yellow.

He Songming suddenly felt a little shy, which he had never felt before.He bit his lip and called out "Hi."

Ruan Mobei turned his head and smiled at him, "I'm awake."

He Songming avoided Ruan Mobei's gaze, didn't look at him, and got off the bed with his head down. The blood on his trousers had already dried up, forming a hard crimson patch.

very hungry.Stomach burning, as if digesting itself.

He Songming rubbed his face, walked sideways past Ruan Mobei, and opened the door.

"What are you going to do?" Ruan Mobei automatically followed behind him and asked.

"Have a meal."

Passing through the long corridor, Ruan Mobei noticed the floor signs in the stairwell. The bunker has two floors above ground and four floors underground. He Songming's home is on the first floor.They went upstairs, it was not meal time, there were only a few people chatting in the restaurant, all of them were elderly people, wearing cafeteria overalls.

Oh no, there was also a young man inside, with one leg missing, and a crude metal prosthesis protruding from the bottom of his trousers.

Ruan Mobei hadn't seen anyone other than the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled in this building, and thought of another building complex that he saw far away before entering, and had a rough guess.

Is it necessary to separate those who are unable to work?

It's not the right time to come, there is not much to eat.

The people who were chatting at the table saw He Songming, their voices paused, and they noticed the blood stains on the boy's pants, and the voices of the conversation quieted down.

He Songming took three pieces of bread, two bowls of white noodle soup, and two small pickled radishes from the window.Sensing Ruan Mobei's surprised gaze, He Songming said in a low voice, "It's not for you."

Ruan Mobei "...um."

"Ghosts don't need to eat, do they?" He Songming took two more unknown vegetables, and the stir-fried green vegetables lay limply on the plate, with some oil stars floating in the soup.

Ruan Mobei went to other windows and looked around, but didn't see any meat, so he couldn't help asking, "Is this all you eat?"

"Yeah." He Songming thought for a while, and took another boiled potato.

Ruan Mobei clicked his tongue, growing children only eat these things, no wonder they are so skinny.

He Songming put the soup and vegetables into the microwave oven to heat up, and was about to go back with the tray, when he passed by people chatting, he was suddenly stopped.

"It was delivered over there this morning." One of the old men took out a pack of milk from his pocket. Instead of putting it on the tray, he stuffed it directly into the pocket of He Songming's coat, hid the corners, and patted and said, "Strive to grow taller." point."

"..." He Songming opened his mouth. Facing the gentle eyes of the elders, he lowered his head and whispered, "Thank you."

He Songming returned to the room with the dinner plate, the old lady was still nestled in the recliner, the boy gave her a portion of the soup and vegetables he brought, and put them on the coffee table.

"Grandma, rice."

Grandma nodded and gestured a few times with her hands in the air.

He Songming: "It's okay, it's all over."

With his share, He Songming closed the door and sat on the floor.The yellow lights sprinkled from top to bottom, showing a little warmth.

Ruan Mobei sat by the bed and watched him pick up the bread and start to gobble it up. It has been a long time since he came into this world, and He Songming still hasn't eaten anything.

"They seem to be nice to you."

He Songming gave a muffled hum, stuffed a big mouthful of bread into his mouth, and said vaguely, "Maybe."

"Is the grandma outside your family?"

"No." He Songming ate up a piece of bread, and the young man carefully put the bread crumbs stuck to his hands into his mouth, tearing open the still warm milk bag with his canine teeth.

He Songming didn't want to tell him more about himself, but Ruan Mobei understood very well, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Not long after they got along, the young man's attitude softened, and Ruan Mobei was still very confident in the future development of the relationship between the two.

He Songming finished the meal in only 3 minutes. He took out a vacuum bag from under the bed and put the extra bread in it.

Hiding the food like a little hamster, afraid that after eating this meal, Ruan Mobei could see a trace of the familiar He Songming from here.

The He Songming who grew up with him will be fully prepared no matter what he does - always keep two umbrellas in his schoolbag, always have a small pack of tissues in his pocket, and never leave his water glass when he goes out... Ruan Mobei didn't I have made fun of him as a standard "male mother", but whenever the heavy rain suddenly traps everyone at the door of the classroom, when he walks on the road and is inexplicably stimulated by the dust, when he finds that he has no water after running in physical education class When he is too lazy to go to the cafeteria and small shop, He Songming can always take out the umbrella, hand over the paper towel and throw him a cup... to satisfy all his needs.

So much so that after He Songming went abroad without such a person around him, it took Ruan Mobei a while to adapt.

To be precise, a long time.

- bang bang bang!

Until the sudden knock on the door interrupted Ruan Mobei's thoughts.

"Ming! Is Ming at home!"

The man knocked on the door hastily, shouting loudly.He Songming, who was thinking about where to hide the food, was startled, hurriedly pushed the dinner plate, and was about to get down and get under the bed.

But what followed was the sound of breaking into the door.

The sound showed that there was definitely more than one person coming in, and the footsteps were coming straight towards the small room, and He Songming had just had time to poke his head in at this moment.

It was too late to escape from the secret passage, so that the secret under the bed would not be discovered, He Songming had to retreat in embarrassment one second before the door was roughly pushed open.

Two men rushed in and were stunned when they saw He Songming lying on the ground, but they didn't have time to find out why He Songming was like this. The leading man couldn't help but grab the boy's arm and said eagerly, "Kolov is repairing the filter tower." Time to fall, Ming! We need you to save him!"

"I don't!" He Songming struggled frantically.Ruan Mobei was startled, he had only seen this person not long ago, and he had come to the hut to look for He Songming.

Ruan Mobei immediately protected He Songming behind him and pushed the man, but his hands passed directly through the other's shoulders.

He Songming tried hard to break the man's hand holding him, but in the face of his resistance, the man didn't even shake his figure, and while pulling him out of the house, he said, "Kolov is seriously injured. If you don't go, he will die!"

"Let go of me!" He Songming was dragged to the living room. Grandma was still sitting in the recliner. The old man who lost his voice stood up with difficulty and stretched out his skinny hands, trembling, but he couldn't make any sound.

"Go away! Go away! Don't touch me!"

He Songming screamed and bit the man's hand. The man hissed in pain, but he still had no intention of letting go.

At the moment he was dragged out of the door, He Songming raised his head, blood was stained on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of panic and despair, and he hissed to Ruan Mobei who was following him closely and trying to stop him all the time

"help me!!!"

The author has something to say Happy New Year everyone!