Live broadcast to save the United States

The speech of 'sesame stuffed rice balls' triggered a new round of condemnation on the barrage, but Yoshio Fuchinoue had already diverted his attention, nestled beside him, Dostoevsky, whose whole body was buried in the bed, moved He moved, and slowly poked his head out from under the quilt, his black hair was messy, and some strands were curled up mischievously.

Although some bullet screens asked Yoshio Fuchinoue to quickly throw away the Russian of unknown origin, or send him away from a distance, some bullet screens worriedly asked Yoshio Fuchinoue to be careful not to be brainwashed by him, Others are more radical, suggesting that Jiasheng Yuan should kill Dostoevsky before he backstabs.

These suggestions fell on deaf ears. Of course, he knew that Dostoevsky was not an ordinary person, and he might even be dangerous, but his past is not important in the end of the world, but what he has done is all With a life, it is impossible for the good life on the deep side to watch Dostoyevsky die.

The barrage sees Yuanshang Jiasheng has made up his mind and cannot be persuaded, so he can only urge the wine red-haired boy to make the live broadcast longer every day, and they will help to follow and monitor Dostoevsky for any malicious intentions.

On this point, Yuanshang Jiasheng agreed. After all, the heart of harming others is indispensable, and the heart of defense is indispensable, but Dostoevsky seems to have no malicious intentions. Yuanshang Jiasheng and Dostoev Ski stayed in this hut for a few days. After he got better, the black-haired Russian didn't let Yoshio Fuchinoue, who was younger than him, take over all the work, and took over the easier work of cooking soup and washing dishes. They quickly became familiar with each other, and finally called each other's name directly.

"Fyordor, your complexion is much better. You can leave for the base in Tokyo today." Yoshio Fuchinogami smiled and looked at the originally pale Russian, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"I don't have any relatives anymore, and my friends are gone." Dostoevsky said softly, sitting opposite the burgundy-haired boy.

"Going to the base in Tokyo has no meaning, it's just the difference between early death and late death. Instead of lingering in the base to survive, I want to witness the end of the world with you. It makes more sense to rot hopelessly, right?"

What Jiasheng Yuanzhi said was used by Dostoevsky to block himself, which made the burgundy-haired boy helplessly smile bitterly.

"It will be very hard. All the means of transportation that can be used now have been handed over. We can only walk, and we may get lost on the snow and ice fields along the way."

Yoshio Fuchinoue tries to 'dissuade' the dark-haired Russian.

"That's just right, I still have a little bit of ability to recognize the way." Dostoyevsky showed a small smile, "So take me, I eat very little, but I am very capable, and I can still fight with you." You chat to relieve boredom, not to let you get bored."

[Chick breaks the cat: You don't need to come for this kind of thing!I can do it too! 】

[The target is Pokémon Master: Hehe, the cunning Russians really know how to pretend to be pitiful. 】

[Sesame stuffed rice balls: Are you jealous, this is a skill, some older middle school students can't learn it. 】

[The number one detective in the world: I suddenly feel that Mr. Jiasheng is really pitiful, being favored by these bad guys. 】

[Doctor Hatchet: A jealous man really has an ugly face. 】

[Gorgeous rose made of steel: I agree, male rivalry is actually no more decent than female rivalry, and sometimes male rivalry is even more brutal. 】

[Falling red leaves: I think that a man needs to be a gentleman to be more attractive. 】

Yoshio Uchinogami ignored the communication that was getting more and more outrageous and off-topic. He pondered for a while, weighed the pros and cons, and finally refused: "Sorry, your body is too weak, and my journey is very difficult. Difficult, aimless, and don't know when it will end, if you are with me, it is easy to lose your life-"

Seeing that Dostoevsky seemed to want to say something, Jiasheng Yuanzhi interrupted in advance: "I don't want to see life die in front of me anymore, sorry, just treat it as selfish."

Dostoevsky is good at grasping people's hearts, and during this time together, he certainly saw the psychological problems of Jiasheng Yuanzhang. The Russian with black hair and purple eyes stared at the wine-red haired boy, and suddenly smiled , Said softly: "I know it's not that the sun disappeared, but that the sunlight was blocked by some kind of object. After the abnormality, Russia's Bainukol space base has asked the space station to send astronauts to check it out."

Yoshio Fuchinoue couldn’t help but sit upright. He found that the sun’s light was cut off, not that the sun disappeared not long ago, but the Russian seemed to know the information within a few days after the disaster, which meant that he was in Russia. He has a very wide network of contacts, and he may even be a figure in the relevant power center.

"So have they found a solution? No... If it could be solved, then governments would not be building large survival bases."

Jiasheng Yuanzhi was delighted when he learned that human beings did not give up immediately, but he quickly calmed down again and muttered to himself.

"There are currently two ideas. One is to build a spaceship, carrying the gene pool and the information of human civilization, and some elites go to another galaxy to find new habitable planets. The other is to build a living base. Since The sun did not disappear, but was isolated, so as long as human beings continue to survive, one day they will be able to analyze the components of the black shadow above their heads, thereby making it disappear and taking back the sun."

Jiasheng Yuanzhi nodded, which is similar to what he had guessed before, but so far, both plans have made little progress. Humans have not given up yet, but time waits for no one.

"I can share their progress with you, as well as the results." Dostoyevsky said quite scary words in a calm tone, "This thing should relieve you during the journey."

The black-haired Russian didn't give up the idea of ​​letting Jiasheng Fuchinoue take him on a trip together, and what he proposed really made the burgundy-haired boy shake.

The two ends of the scale were swinging back and forth in his heart, and in the end the scale on the side that wanted to get more clues sank heavily, completely concluding this discussion.

It is not an easy task to travel on this frozen planet. You have to bring all the food, supplies, and tools. Jiasheng Yuanzhi looked at Dostoevsky's thin figure and decided to let the weak The Russians have a good rest on the side, don't make trouble for yourself.

It was the first time that Dostoevsky was so disgusted. He blinked and stared at Kasei Fuchinoue's busy back, looking suspicious of life.

[Black mud in the world: Hahahahahahaha this Russian has today!How does it feel to be taken care of as sick and weak by a boy so much younger than yourself?But with the thickness of your skin, you should continue to be a shameless face, right? 】

[If God is a clown: after all, each has its own strengths, this is not his strengths... Puhahahahahahaha!Sorry, I really can't help it!His reaction was so hilarious! 】

[Chicken breaks the cat: Don't make trouble for Xiao Jiasheng with such a weak body!Why don't you go to the base obediently?He has worked so hard!Why bring a dangerous oil bottle! 】

Yoshio Fuchinoue was lowering his head to pack his luggage. When he looked up, those bullet screens had disappeared, and there were only some bullet screens reminding him to travel carefully and providing travel destinations.

On the day of departure, the sky was still pitch black, with no light at all. Fortunately, Jiasheng Yuanshang carried a flashlight with sufficient wattage to illuminate the road ahead to avoid stepping on the air or getting injured.

Dostoevsky saw Kayo Fuchinoue pull out three sled dogs and put them on the sled. The leader was the local Yeta Shiba Inu, followed by the Siberian Dog and the Alaskan Dog.

"Are you going to take them?"

asked Dostoevsky.

"Of course, after all, I'm not alone. You are weak, and I'm afraid you won't be able to go as far as me."

Dostoevsky did not pursue the issue of frailty, because Yoshio Fuchinoue told the truth. Conspiracies and tricks and reading people's hearts are his strengths, but physical strength and combat effectiveness are his weaknesses.

"Besides, their owners are gone. If they are left alone, they will either freeze to death or starve to death, or become someone else's meal."

Yuanshang Jiasheng sighed, and continued: "Since I saw it, I can't let it go."

Dostoevsky was thoughtful. This time, when Yoshio Fuchinogami was struggling to put the luggage on the sled, he helped him and fixed the luggage to the sled with a beautiful and strong knot. On the wooden board, I used my actions to prove that I am not sick and weak.

The sun has disappeared for more than half a month. Although the temperature has not dropped any further, this low temperature is still quite harsh for living things.

The worst thing is the carbon dioxide content, because 90.00% of the organic carbon such as plants and animals will become carbon dioxide when it is decomposed, there are not enough plants to absorb them, the carbon dioxide content in the atmosphere is rising rapidly, and the high carbon dioxide will poison the human body, carbon dioxide When it exceeds [-]%, it will make human drowsy, and when it exceeds [-]%, it will make human convulsions, coma and even death.

It stands to reason that this is applicable to any creature, not just human beings, but these three sled dogs acted as if there was no such thing at all, pulling the sled vigorously and galloping across the snow field, while Tuo The same is true for Dostoevsky. He speculated that perhaps the deceased old man possessed supernatural powers to maintain a living environment in a certain area, which could also explain why the three sled dogs left behind Jiasheng was still alive when he visited again.

If this is true, then the death of the old man is really a loss for human beings. With this ability to maintain survival, human beings can survive in the outside world for a longer time...

Dostoevsky has always wanted to make supernatural beings disappear from the world, because supernatural beings are evil and the root of all turmoil and wars, but now, he really hopes that there will be more supernatural beings, Let the end of mankind be delayed a little longer.