Therapeutic Survival [End Times]

As soon as the building door opened, Shu Han, who was waiting outside, felt a burst of surprise. He had seen people who moved at the door of the pharmacy erratically, seen people who were chased by zombies and ran away in a hurry, and people who gradually adapted to killing enemies smoothly, but this was the first time he saw them like this. Song Yichi in a loose household.

The shirt is casually worn, the top two buttons are loose, the hair that is not yet dry is a bit messy, the chest is slightly heaving, and it seems that he is running down in a hurry, Shu Han's eyes are shaken accidentally: "You... ..."

Song Yichi rushed down to the third floor at the fastest speed, his breath was slightly short of breath, he licked the corner of his mouth, his warm lips parted slightly, and he grinned at his savior: "Don't stand still and come in quickly."

"Why did you come down?" Even though there was a controller at the door, this person came down by himself, um... in a hurry, he had to run.Every household in the building has access control buttons, and unless there is a special need, they will not run downstairs to open the door for guests.

Isn't this something obvious? Song Yichi didn't expect him to ask this, and without thinking about it, he replied smoothly: "Open the door for you."

Shu Han's eyes widened slightly, surprised by what the other party took for granted, his steady and regular heartbeat was a little abnormal, as if he moved for no apparent reason, was he being treated carefully?

Previously, he trained, went on missions, changed his job to delivering couriers, lived in a shared dormitory, and only ate takeaways. It can be said that Shu Han, who was rough from beginning to end, never thought that he would have a day of being taken care of by others.

In an instant, the mood of irritability caused by hearing the bad news inexplicably improved, and he took a step forward with a little touch, and hugged Song Yichi under the surprised gaze of the other party, and then suddenly realized what stupid thing he had done, his movements froze slightly, Quickly patted hard to cover up.The strength of his hands made Song Yichi feel that his lungs were injured internally. This man looked thinner, but why did he become stronger!

Song Yichi didn't think too much about it, he went downstairs and opened the door by himself purely to avoid mother Song's nagging.To Shu Han's abrupt behavior, he just thought it was an accidental reunion with the neighbors who escaped together. Fortunately, the other party was still alive and friendly, so he bluntly took the photo back in retaliation. Shu Han didn't respond, I don't know if he was indifferent It didn't constitute a threat, so he gritted his teeth and held back just like himself.

Shu Han followed Song Yichi, rubbing his face in frustration where he couldn't see it, it was too embarrassing, why his body was faster than his head to hug him, fortunately he was not slow to react, otherwise how could he explain...

Mother Song was very happy to see Shu Han, much happier than Zhang Mao. Besides, she just learned from Song Yichi that her son was able to come back today thanks to Shu Han's enthusiastic help, which made Mother Song's impression of this young man even better: " Let's talk, I'll pour you some water."

With a humble look on Shu Han's face, he greeted Song's mother in a low voice, and immediately waved his hand to reject someone who asked for Zhang Luo: "It's okay, Aunt Song, I'll just sit around."

"Come on, Mom, you go and rest." Song Yichi grabbed Song's mother and took the initiative to take over the work of greeting guests. He knew how sharp Shu Han's eyes were, not to mention his professional vigilance. What should appear is seen by him.

"Oh..." Song's mother was pushed back into the room by her son who became more active for no reason. When she finished, she turned her head to look at Shu Han, and she got a friendly smile. She remembered that Song Yichi had mentioned before to find a team. Yes, the sons are good friends and can help each other, much better than her younger brother Zhang Mao who can't support the wall. Song's mother is very reassuring about her son's eyes, "Alright, I'll go back to the house first, please treat me well."

"I know, I know." Song Yichi coaxed and pushed and finally got Song's mother done. He turned around and met Shu Han's strange gaze, grinning in embarrassment, "What are you drinking? I still have some drinks from my house."

"Warm water is fine." Shu Han said in a low voice.It was the first time he came to Song Yichi's residence. Except for the quilt on the floor, there were no tables, chairs or benches. There were only simple utensils such as a portable stove and a few small pots more than the place where he lived.

The community is built in the mountains and there is no shortage of water. The safety zone has repeatedly ensured that the water source is filtered and sterilized to be safe. To announce any new news, Song Yichi has been secretly pouring the mineral water in the space into the water storage device behind Song's mother's back.

Shu Han picked up the paper cup and took a sip, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and the water tasted carefully on the tip of his tongue twice before he swallowed it. He was sure that it didn't taste like tap water, and there were very few water sources in the safe zone. , Could it be brought with you?

The kid's car was taken away, and he came all on foot. Under normal consumption, each person consumes at least 1.5 liters of water per day. The mother and son have been drinking 30 liters of water in the past ten days, which is 60 catties, not including food utensils.Shu Han quickly calculated in his mind that it was nothing for him to carry a few dozen catties, 30 catties for light clothes, 57 catties for full gear, and 80 catties for strong training. He has received special training and cannot compare.And Song's mother is an ordinary middle-aged woman, it is impossible to carry too many things to walk, and Song Yichi is only a man with a little stronger physical strength, even if he has supernatural powers, it is difficult to do it...

The other party's x-ray gaze made Song Yichi's heart skip a beat, and he had the feeling that his secret had been uncovered inexplicably. He lowered his head and pretended to check his clothes, but in fact he quickly covered his guilty expression: "What's wrong?"

The so-called hundred secrets and sparseness, he took every precaution not to let things be exposed, and he still showed a small flaw in the drinking water. Thinking about it, most people don't know too much about plain boiled water. Even Song Yichi himself didn't care, but Shu Han tasted it. No, he never dreamed that this man could make such a calculation instantly with just a sip of water.

"It's nothing, it seems that you are not very good at killing zombies." Shu Han naturally looked away, put down the water, sat down lazily against the wall, and stretched his long legs.

"I'm a doctor, thank you. It's good to find time to go to the gym to exercise." Song Yichi's tense strings also loosened, and he sat cross-legged across from Shu Han.

Carrying dozens of catties of water, walking cross-country, even if he doesn't need to pursue speed, he still has to protect Song's mother and deal with zombies. How can an ordinary person do it?

Shu Han blinked and didn't have a clue, suppressed the doubts in his heart for the time being, and said with a calm expression: "I can see that the four have muscles but not enough strength. They are obviously the kind of fitness training. The movements are not standard, and they don't know how to use them effectively. Strength." He paused, remembering that today's purpose is to kidnap people, "Start the special training tomorrow, don't take it lightly with the backing of healing abilities, it's unrealistic to wait for others to protect, in case something happens, the only thing you can rely on is Own."

Song Yichi nodded approvingly, and was hesitating how to ask Shu Han to give him a training plan, but he didn't expect the other party to ask, "What special training do I need?"

Shu Han leaned closer, squeezed his arms and legs, and thought about it for a while: "You can run, but endurance training won't have much effect in the short term, so you have to persist for a long time. You don't have the basic skills and your legs are unstable. You should do more strides to strengthen your waist and legs." Strength, climbing stairs is also good. Arm strength, no sandbags, no equipment, push-ups, the main thing is to increase the combat experience, otherwise you will not be able to cope with multiple zombies at the same time."

Song Yichi wrote down one by one, drew the key points, and decided to go to the space to test it at night. Afterwards, the two discussed supernatural powers. Seeing that Song Yichi was full of curiosity, Shu Han couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, condensing a crystal clear snowflake on the palm of his hand.

"Is this how you threw darts to kill zombies from a distance today?"

Shu Han nodded and said: "I also figured it out a few days ago." As he spoke, a long throwing knife appeared in his hand, he lightly weighed it with his fingertips, and handed the handle to Song Yichi for him to study. Admonish, "Don't touch the blade."

Song Yichi was not polite, and took it in a timely manner. He looked at the light carefully. The blade was like a translucent crystal, with strands of ice-blue energy swimming in it. The color was quite dreamy. cold.It's a pity that the energy of the supernatural weapon will dissipate away from the holder, and it will be gone in a while.

Song Yichi noticed that his weapon lasted for about half a minute, which was much longer than Zhang Mao's "letting go". Shu Han agreed with his speculation, thinking that the duration was related to the strength of his personal ability. He could use the ability continuously for more than three hours. Both Ah Hui and Lu Yun had less than two hours.Song Yichi shrugged and said that he had only been there for more than an hour. The nurses at the medical station were too tired to last for half an hour before and had to rest.

Shu Han didn't stay for too long, the two set up the training time and got up to leave.

According to the methods he summed up, Song Yichi practiced tirelessly in the space overnight, feeling good about himself, and went out the next day full of confidence, but under Shu Han's strict and merciless supervision, he became pitifully exhausted. No comparison, no harm.

"The height of the floors is 2.5 meters, and the 20th floor is 50 meters. It takes only 100 meters to go back and forth. It's your first time. Let's go back and forth first. You are not allowed to use supernatural powers, which will affect your muscle training." Shu Han said slowly in the early morning After finishing, sit at the door of the building, and let Song Yichi climb the stairs first, to enhance endurance, lung capacity and leg strength.

"Huhu..." Panting heavily, Song Yichi slandered Shu Han for being too ruthless, can climbing stairs be the same as running on flat ground!Stepping up one step is equivalent to walking six meters, and it takes two back and forth to get up. To put it lightly, climbing up to twenty floors empty-handed is exhausting.

In fact, he didn't know that Shu Han had shown mercy, at least he didn't have the inhuman burden and time limit...