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

He Songming held it so tightly that Ruan Mobei felt that the flesh on his arm was going to be taken off by him.

How helpless is the child in front of him, that he can only rely on him, a strange "ghost" who has only appeared for more than ten hours?

Ruan Mobei endured the pain, lightly patted the back of the boy's hand as comfort, and said softly, "Okay, where are we going?"

"As long as you can get out of here, you can go anywhere!"

He Songming's breathing gradually calmed down, and Ruan Mobei's support made his determination stronger than ever. This place brought him only endless nightmares, and he couldn't stay there for even a second.

Sooner or later he will die.

Suppressing the burning pain and cramps in his stomach, He Songming stared at Ruan Mobei, and for the first time looked at this man without any suspicion or hostility.Ruan Mobei is very young, his face, neck, and hands are quite clean, and there is no trace of heavy work. This is different from most people he knows. In the stronghold, even children, in their free time. To help adults do some work.

He Songming silently withdrew his chilblained hand and hid it by his side.

His eyes were clean, and he never looked at himself with those disgusting emotions.He was wearing thin short sleeves, but he didn't seem to feel cold even in the snow.He is tall, he seems to have reached his chest when he stood up, and he has to hold his head up when he speaks.

Everything was incompatible with He Songming's cognition in the past 12 years. The young man pursed his lips and said, "You said you lost all your memories, didn't you?"

"Yes, the first person I saw after waking up was you, fainted in that cabin." Seeing that He Songming had recovered a bit, Ruan Mobei heaved a sigh of relief, and handed him the water bottle, "Rinse and rinse Mouth, I'll clean up the floor in a while."

He Songming took it and took a few sips, and his stomach finally felt better.His voice was still a little hoarse due to the fever. "Is it 4213 AD... or is it 4214? Anyway, more than 2000 years have passed since the cataclysm, and the whole world has become very cold. Only the area near the equator is not covered by glaciers."

Was that documentary actually filmed more than 2000 years ago?Ruan Mobei knew that this was the wasteland world after the disaster, but he didn't expect it to be so long.

From He Songming's mouth, Ruan Mobei learned that human activities destroyed the earth's ecological environment thousands of years ago, which brought the world into the fifth ice age ahead of schedule.As documented in the documentary, the vast majority of human beings stay on the earth and hibernate in solid bunkers. These pre-built bunkers are spread all over the world, and will serve as their home for survival for a long time after humans wake up. .

Ruan Mobei suddenly remembered the phrase "the earth never needs human protection, it is human beings who should protect themselves". After so many disasters, this planet still exists and revolves around the sun as usual. Boundless human beings.

"This stronghold was left by those people before the disaster. It is said that it was put into use 50 years ago. I don't know the details." He Songming paused and said, "The current world is almost like this. The year is divided into half rainy seasons. , the rainy season and the inter-rainy season, the rainy season often rains, but the rain is frozen into snow before it hits the ground. I have not seen real rain. The inter-rainy season is when it does not rain, and it will be slightly warmer. It should be called before summer."

"what season is it now?"

"The semi-rainy season, followed by the inter-rainy season."

That's the time for spring, Ruan Mobei nodded, and probably understood, "The outside environment is so bad, if we leave, where can we go?"

"Every year at this time there will be teams migrating to the south, and there should be this year too. They will come here for supplies in the middle, and then they will take the opportunity to sneak in and leave together." He Songming has long been prepared, especially in the past two years. The idea of ​​running away appeared in his mind countless times, and he had long thought of a plan to leave, waiting for the right time.

And now, the opportunity has finally come.

"No one will know me over there. I can pretend to be a refugee from other places and go south with them."

The whole plan sounded full of uncertainty to Ruan Mobei, but it was probably the best solution He Songming could think of.

But now, He Songming is no longer alone and helpless.

"I'll help you." Ruan Mobei sorted out his thoughts and helped He Songming make preliminary plans, "First of all, we must determine the specific time when the migration team will arrive, so as to ensure that we will not be discovered as much as possible. The more accurate the information we know, the better. You must also take good care of your body from now on, you are too thin, let alone how difficult the journey to the south is, with your condition, it is hard to say whether you can escape."

He Songming didn't expect that Ruan Mobei had already started to analyze it for him. He choked up for a few seconds and couldn't help but said, "Isn't there anything you want to ask?"

Ruan Mobei asked back, "What do you mean?"

He Songming pursed his lips and remained silent. He lowered his head and untied the blood-stained gauze on his arm. The place where he had cut off a piece of flesh had grown a new body, which was pale pink and white.

"Is this your talent?" Ruan Mobei stretched out his hand and lightly touched it with his fingertips, "You are the real doctor here."

"I'm not." He Songming pulled down his sleeves to cover his arms, lowered his head and said, "I'm just a breathing tool."

"But you did save the man. They'll thank you."

"They only think I'm a monster!"

Seeing that He Songming was about to lose control of his emotions, Ruan Mobei hurriedly changed the subject, "Does the wound still hurt?"

"I haven't felt it for a long time." He Songming sniffed, and raised his head again as if nothing had happened, but his eyes were a little red, "Is there anything to eat?"

"Only this." Ruan Mobei brought over the thermos again, and He Songming hid back with a face full of resistance.

"You have to eat a little bit. There should be nothing in the cafeteria at this point, and you can't just eat those vegetarian dishes when you grow up. Didn't you promise me to take good care of your body and prepare for the plan?"

"I don't eat meat." He Songming turned his face away, "It's disgusting."

"It's not that exaggerated." Ruan Mobei smiled. He opened the thermos, took a deep breath on purpose, and praised, "It smells so good, don't you really want to try it?"

"..." He Songming frowned. He couldn't remember when he started to resist eating meat, and it gradually became the point where he felt disgusted even when he smelled meat. very hungry.

Ruan Mobei, "Just one bite, is that okay?"

... If it's just a mouthful, it seems that you can hold your nose and swallow it?

Facing Ruan Mobei's eyes, He Songming was shaken for the first time.No, it wasn't because of that, he was just too hungry.

Ruan Mobei took the opportunity to scoop up a small spoonful of soup, brought it to He Songming's lips, and said, "Come on, open your mouth."

He Songming "..."

He held his breath, opened his mouth awkwardly, held the spoon in Ruan Mobei's hand, and swallowed the first mouthful of soup swallowing his nausea.

The warm liquid flowed through the throat and esophagus, and fell into the burning stomach, like a ladle of water poured on a hot iron, arousing more intense hunger.The smell of meat overflowed between the lips and teeth. This was the taste that He Songming had forgotten for a long time. At this moment, all the shadows of disgust and dislike... were all left behind.

Ruan Mobei took another sip, this time the young man eagerly bit the spoon before reaching his mouth.Ruan Mobei laughed. He stuffed the thermos bucket into He Songming's arms, stood up, and cleaned the vomit on the floor.

He Songming drank all the soup, and the boy who was full of resistance and vomited faintly a few minutes ago was licking his lips, still wanting more.He hadn't eaten so full for a while, and the feeling of fullness in his stomach made him feel warm and drowsy.

Ruan Mobei also cleaned up the room, he reached out and touched He Songming's forehead, this time He Songming didn't shrink back and dodge.

Still a little burnt.

"Go to sleep for a while." Ruan Mobei pushed him onto the bed and sat on the edge by himself, "We have to spend some time to find out when the migration team will arrive. There should be someone in charge at your base, since you are coming here Supplies will definitely be contacted in advance.”

He Songming nodded, and didn't realize that his body was no longer sticky until he calmed down now.

...Did Ruan Mobei wipe his body?He Songming lowered his head and smelled his shoulders, it smelled clean.

He Songming "..."

He was suddenly a little embarrassed, and shrank silently under the quilt.

"No one can see me except you, so it's convenient to collect information." Ruan Mobei lay down with his clothes on. He Songming's bed was very small, and he only occupied one side for fear of crowding the teenagers.

He Songming murmured vaguely, closed his eyes, and asked in a low voice after a while, "Why did you help me?"

Before Ruan Mobei could answer, He Songming turned around, turned his back to him, and said, "Forget it, pretend I didn't say anything."

It was as if he was afraid of hearing an answer he didn't want to hear from Ruan Mobei's mouth.

Ruan Mobei laughed.He closed his eyes and said, "Go to sleep."

Just like last time, the wounds on He Songming's body almost recovered after the fever subsided. The high fever is more like his body's protection mechanism. The cells generate too much heat during the accelerated metabolism, which needs to be dissipated, which manifests as continuous high fever.

When Wilson came to catch him, He Songming struggled too hard, the living room was in a mess, the radio fell to the ground, leaving only noise.

This is grandma's favorite pastime on weekdays.He Songming hesitated for a while, but finally put on the radio, carried the thermos bucket, put on the clean clothes Chen Rui sent, left the bunker, and went to the other side of the stronghold.

Walking on the road, He Songming pointed to the bunker behind him, and introduced to Ruan Mobei, "I live in the West District, and over there is the East District. I need to find someone to fix this."

"Who made all the elderly and disabled people live in the West End? I think it's almost all old people here."

He Songming shook his head, "Most people do it voluntarily."

"Volunteer?"

"Didn't it be said that the stronghold was put into use 50 years ago? At first, only the western part was used, and the eastern part was used as a material storage and refuge area. Later, with more and more people, the eastern part was also used as a residential point. Those who first came from dormancy People who wake up in the middle are getting old, feel that precious resources can no longer be wasted, and are unwilling to move there. Afterwards, as long as someone gets old or has health problems, they will follow them and move to the West District.”

Ruan Mobei was surprised. He didn't expect that in the last days, the people here still have an amazing collective consciousness. The old fathers knew that they were unable to generate value, so they consciously stayed in the poorer conditions of the West District and allocated more resources leave it to young children and grandchildren.

He looked at He Songming, "Did you also live in the West District voluntarily?"

He Songming hummed, "I hate the people in the Eastern District."

As He Songming spoke, he stopped.Ruan Mobei followed his line of sight. Not far ahead, several children of the same age as He Songming were playing in the snow. They were wearing thick cotton-padded clothes and gloves, playing and running.

The moment they saw He Songming, the laughter subsided instantly, and all the children stopped their movements without saying a word, staring at He Songming who was holding the radio in his arms, their eyes full of vigilance.

He Songming had no expression on his face. He took another step and walked past the children without looking sideways.

A snowball hit him on the back.

He Songming didn't seem to feel it, and continued to walk forward.

"monster."

Another snowball hit the back of his head, causing He Songming to stagger, the loose snow scattered, and the wrapped pebbles fell into He Songming's coat and hat.

Ruan Mobei frowned. He looked at the group of children. There were four boys and two girls in total. He ruled out those who stood far away, and quickly locked on the perpetrator.

He Songming stopped, ignoring the immediately swollen back of his head. He took the stone out of the hat with his backhand, turned around, faced the group of silent children, and asked calmly, "Who threw it?"

The tallest boy raised his chin and said, "Me."

He looks aloof as if it's me so what?

He Songming threw the radio on the ground, walked over, stood still in front of the boy, and stared at him without saying a word.

He Songming's eyes were quite calm. The boy was a little terrified. In order to maintain his face before his friends, he could only force himself to stay still. Relying on the large number of people, he cleared his throat sternly and said loudly, "What are you doing?" -"

The moment the boy opened his mouth to speak, He Songming stuffed a stone into his mouth like lightning, and punched him hard in the face!

"what--!"

The boy let out a scream, took several steps backwards and fell to the ground in severe pain, taking a cloud of snow with him.Blood mixed with saliva flowed down his head, he lowered his head, spat out stones and a bloody tooth.

The two little girls screamed, and the boys shouted and pumped their fists after being shocked, and rushed to avenge their companions.

Knowing that he was outnumbered, He Songming picked up the thermos bucket and hit the boy's head again, turned around and ran away.

"Xiao Ming!" Ruan Mobei stood on the spot and shouted, stretching out his foot at the right time.

The boy who rushed to the front was tripped by him all of a sudden, flew face down, and fell like a dog gnawing shit.