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Of course, Jiasheng Yuanzhi knew that these cans could not support one person and three dogs for a long time, but this was something he could get out. After all, he was not really alone. Mimiko and Nanako will have one less portion.

Therefore, what Jiasheng Yuanzhi took out was his own share.

The man with black hair and purple eyes quietly listened to the story told by Jiasheng Fuchinoue. When the story was over, the broth was just about to be cooked. The burgundy boy skillfully found the porcelain bowl and soup from the cupboard. spoon, gave the pale-faced man a big spoonful of hot broth, although the pink piece of meat could be seen as synthetic meat at first glance, but in this doomsday when most grains are extinct, this synthetic meat is already Quite a rare delicacy.

At least it is not artificial meat, and it has enough fat to satisfy human taste buds, while artificial meat is made of soybeans, which only contains protein, and it is very difficult to make it delicious now that seasonings are scarce.

"Please use." Jiasheng Yuanzhi handed the steaming bowl to the black-haired man, but the black-haired man didn't pick it up. He looked up at the standing wine red to appease the young man, and asked softly, "What about that?" What happened to the old man?"

Before Yoshio Uchinogami could speak in the future, the sled dogs who had already smelled the smell of meat were hit against their waists a few times. Ticking saliva, dripping down like a waterfall.

"Wait a minute, you take it first." Jiasheng Fuchinoue forcefully stuffed the bowl into the black-haired man's hand, and he turned around and filled the broth into three large stainless steel bowls, which are for the sled dogs. The food bowl, before the doomsday, when the old man fed them, he would fill the food bowl to the top, but now even if Jiasheng Yuanzhi has melted a lot of snow and boiled it in, it can't cover up the sparseness of the soup.

But the dogs didn't care, they waited for Jiasheng Yuanshang to put the food bowl away, and after saying "It's ok, let's eat", they immediately buried themselves in hard work, sizzled the soup, and issued a The sound of snoring.

This voice sounds brisk and full of hope, and even listening to it, you will be aroused by this delicious voice.

The black-haired man lowered his head, and the porcelain bowl filled with hot broth made his palms slightly red. The heat and temperature from the surface of the bowl made his low-temperature body gradually warm up, as if slowly warming up. Land, pulled him back from the pale hell to the warm world.

"Your complexion is very pale, and you must be weak from the cold. Drink the soup first to replenish your nutrition before you have the energy to listen to the follow-up story, right?" Jiasheng Yuanzhi said briskly, and he also held the bowl Sipping the broth in small sips, when the hot soup slipped into his throat and the smell of meat permeated his tongue, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, enjoying the rare delicacy.

The man with black hair and purple eyes silently glanced at Jiasheng Yuanshang, then he lowered his eyes, and hesitantly took the first sip of the broth.

This broth is definitely not tasty, although it has a meaty and salty taste, but because too much water is boiled in it, the taste becomes dull. If it is placed before the end, the black-haired man will never Let this broth touch his tongue, but he hasn't eaten something hot for a long time. When the meaty broth slips into his throat, the instinct of the human body makes him gulp subconsciously, letting this A warm current slid from the throat to the chest cavity, and then into the stomach, warming the whole body.

The black-haired man has never been so clearly aware that he was pulled back to the world by the boy in front of him, and he is no longer a walking dead floating on the frozen snow.

After the meal was full, the three sled dogs lay lazily around Jiasheng Yuanshang, and the burgundy-haired boy was stuck in the warm fur, unwilling to move for a while to clean the dishes.

"What happened next?" The black-haired man didn't forget to ask the continuation of the story, he said, "Even with the canned food you gave, these sled dogs won't last long—they need more food."

"Yes, that's true." Jiasheng Yuan said calmly.

These children eat too much. Even if the old man went to the mountains to find those animals that were frozen to death to feed the sled dogs, but this is limited after all. What's more, the old man was already seriously ill, plus hunger and cold. His health was quickly taken away. When Jiasheng Yuanzhi came to spend the night, the old man had not gone to the mountains to find food for a long time.

The arrival of Jiasheng Yuanzhi gave the old man a new hope. After distributing the canned meat to the sled dogs, he licked up the remaining meat juice himself. The rare taste of salt and meat made him feel in good health Quite a lot, it seemed to be energetic again, and then he activated his own supernatural power.

"Is he a person with supernatural abilities?" The black-haired and purple-eyed man raised his tone slightly, as if a little surprised.

"Yeah, the old man is a person with supernatural abilities. You're surprised, right? Bases around the world are attracting people with extraordinary abilities, using their abilities to carry out and maintain production and construction. Why doesn't the old man go to the base? Live well on base."

Jiasheng Yuanzhi said calmly, and he fiddled with the fire with the tongs again, the black smoke had been reduced a lot, and the bright orange flames danced in the eyes of Jiasheng Yuanzhi and the black-haired man of the same color.

If the eyes of a black-haired man are like violets, then Kasei Fuchinoue's eyes are like wine.

"But his beloved sled dogs are not necessarily the same. What's more, people with supernatural powers are also human beings. He can't cross the snowfield alone, and it's easy to get lost. Cold, hunger and loneliness can easily defeat a strong person."

The old man’s supernatural ability is not a powerful ability. Before the end of the world, he knew that he was a person with supernatural ability, but his supernatural ability is not that powerful. Live well in my hometown.

"What's his superpower?" The man with black hair and purple eyes asked.

"I don't know the details. I came to visit them again later. At that time, the old man was gone, and only these few children were left."

Jiasheng Yuanzhi smiled, and he continued slowly: "But judging from their thin but still healthy appearance, it should be related to this aspect."

The man with black hair and purple eyes was thoughtful. After drinking the broth, he seemed to wake up from a hazy dream. His brain started to work quickly. He looked around and saw that this small wooden house was still warm and cozy. Full of the taste of home, it is completely different from the snow-covered depression and desolation outside. Being able to feed these three sled dogs with a large appetite until now, the old man's supernatural power may be related to food and positions.

Perhaps similar to the enchantment of the conjurer, as long as the enchantment is not broken, the creatures in the enchantment can survive forever.

If this ability can be used by the base, then there will be another hope for the survival of human beings, but it is a pity that this ability user is no longer there.

The man with black hair and purple eyes suddenly realized what he was thinking, he lowered his eyes, and after a while, he said to Jiasheng Yuanzhi: "My name is Fyodor Mikhailovich Dosto Yevsky, you can call me whatever you want."

Dostoevsky didn't mind telling Jiasheng Yuanzhang his real name. In this doomsday world, all ambitions and ideals were shattered by natural disasters. Wish, then the remaining human beings will no longer be able to survive, and all human beings will hate him at that time.

Dostoevsky is not afraid of the hatred and disgust of others, but he is afraid of the meaninglessness of his own ideals.

When the sun disappeared, Dostoevsky saw the deepest evil in human nature, and even thought that the disappearance of the sun might be God's punishment for the human species.

That being the case, is it necessary for this body to continue to exist?

But when he was at the end of the road, waiting for the heavy snow and cold to bury everything in him, Jiasheng Yuanzhi picked him up and gave him a bowl of hot soup.

"Are you still here?"

asked Dostoevsky.

"No, I should go north next."

The fire was flickering, and it was quiet outside the house. There was no chirping of insects or birds, nor the sound of wind and snow hitting the windows. Everything was quiet, only the crackling sound of the flame burning.

"Going to find your relatives and friends?"

Dostoevsky's black hair was disheveled, making him look much younger than before.

"No, my friends are all in the base in Tokyo. I just... want to travel. I have been busy before, and I have never seen the scenery like this."

Dostoevsky seemed to be smiling. He looked at Jiasheng Yuanzhang, his purple eyes were dyed a warm orange red by the flames, as if they had the luster of amber like mead: "In this dark place Traveling in the end of the world?"

"Yeah, why not? It's the end of the world, so why don't you go and see it, engrave the last appearance of the world in your mind, and then die, it's better than staying in the base all the time, looking hopeless like a walking dead It would be better to die on earth—and I want to see its end forever."

Jiasheng Yuanzhi replied.

"When you get better, I'll send you to the base in Tokyo, where the order is still operating and life is no problem."

The burgundy-haired boy moved Dostoevsky's blanket away and said gently, "Go to sleep and have a good rest."

Dostoevsky didn't speak any more. After drinking the broth and listening to the story, drowsiness hit him. If it was before the end, he could use some psychological hints to make his drowsiness fade away and continue Searching for intelligence and laying out plans, but now it's the end of the world, and his plans and layouts have no conditions to be realized, and he doesn't need to spend his mind on layouts and designs.

So Dostoevsky obediently closed his eyes, his black hair scattered on the blanket, and no one would have guessed that he would be a notorious and dangerous wanted criminal among people with supernatural powers.

Seeing that Dostoevsky seemed to be shivering in his sleep, Jiasheng asked a sled dog to lean against him to keep him warm.

In fact, Dostoevsky was not in a deep sleep, nor did he refuse the kindness of Yuan Zhisheng. The two of them lay side by side, and beside them lay three warm four-legged beasts. Cold nights become warmer.

After a night without dreams, Jiasheng Yuanzhi's biological clock woke him up on time, and he looked down at his watch. Now that the sun has disappeared, watches have almost become a necessity, because human beings need watches to determine the current time.

Dostoevsky was still fast asleep, and his body was still very weak, so he naturally slept deeply. The burgundy-haired boy originally wanted to get up gently, but Dostoevsky seemed to feel the tension from the blanket and The heat that came in under the quilt leaned against Jiasheng Yuanshang's waist in his sleep, hugging his legs and refusing to let go.

He had to give up for the time being, anyway, it was the end of the world now, and there was nothing he could do, and there would be no problem if he continued to stay under the covers, but it was boring to be in a daze, so Jiasheng Fuchinogami opened the live broadcast room.

When the barrage saw Dostoyevsky lying obediently beside him like a tired cat sleeping soundly, many viewers reacted quite violently.

[Chicken breaks the cat: How can you let this guy lie on your lap!I have never been lying down!Get this guy out of here! 】

[The target is Pokémon Master: This guy is really suspicious, even if Jiasheng is soft-hearted, don't trust him too much! 】

[The world's number one detective: ... Is this really that person?It was unbelievable, I never expected to see such a scene. 】

[Human Black Mud: Tsk, how can this kind of person meet a good life in a desperate situation? It's not fair! 】

[Is it a cat or a tiger: In short, Mr. Jiasheng, you really have to be careful, this man is really dangerous!Maybe it will hurt you on purpose at any time! 】

[The rose made of steel: I smell a sour smell, who is drinking vinegar? 】

[Even if you have dark circles, you are still a beauty: I think a large jar of vinegar must have been overturned, and it was almost smoked to death. 】

[If God is a clown: Hahahaha, it's really interesting!It seems that Jun Jiasheng is really good at taming animals! @豆麻饼饭园 Come and see! 】

[Sesame stuffed rice balls: It looks very warm, and those who can understand but can't feel sour. 】