How to survive in the wasteland of human cubs

The bus was moving forward, and a bus passing in the opposite direction was staggered, and there was no one on that bus.

There were very few pedestrians on the street, and they all hurried on their way with their heads down.The bus stopped at two or three platforms, the doors opened and closed amidst the sound of a female voice announcing the stops, and no one got on the bus.

Yan Bubu kept looking out of the car window, and a middle-aged man carrying a woven bag appeared in his vision.When the bus was parallel with him, a young man suddenly rushed up from behind and pointed a sharp knife at him.

"Hey!" Yan Bubu just stood up suddenly, when he saw that the middle-aged man had already handed over the shriveled woven bag in his hand.

His expression was calm and numb, as if he had encountered this kind of thing many times before, and he was very used to it.

The young man took the woven bag, put away the knife, and walked forward calmly.

Boom!

The roar of motorcycles came from behind, and several assembled motorcycles with strange shapes rushed towards them, one of which had a car-like circular steering wheel.

When passing by the young man, the person in the back seat of the car suddenly reached out and snatched the woven bag from his hand.

There was a puff of smoke from the butt of the motorcycle, and it drove forward quickly. The young man and the middle-aged man continued to move forward as if nothing had happened, and a distance of more than ten meters was still maintained between them.

——It was as if nothing had happened before, they were just two strangers who had nothing to do with each other.

After watching this scene in shock, Yan Bubu stretched out his hand to push Feng Chen beside him: "Brother, did you see it just now? That person was robbed of his bag, and the person who robbed him was robbed by another person, but they didn't care about it." No response."

Feng Chen also just turned his gaze back, and only said lightly: "Sit down."

Sirens sounded in the distance, and black smoke billowed from several places.Yan Bubu finally understood why there were so few pedestrians on the street, and the doors of the houses along the road were all closed.

Yan Bubu didn't look out the window any more, just stared at the front in a daze, and asked Feng Chen after a while: "This is a city that everyone built with great difficulty, why are you messing around again?"

Feng Chen closed his eyes slightly, one after another street lamps flashed past the car window, illuminating his face brightly and darkly.

"Because of despair. Maybe one day I will become a zombie, and there is no hope at all."

The bus arrived at the C area station, and the two got off.There was still no one to be seen on the platform, only a piece of paper was whirling in the wind, making a rustling sound.

"I always feel that this is at night..." Yan Bubu shrank his head, hid his neck in the turtleneck of his sweater, and hugged Feng Chen's arm.

Opposite the bus station is a large shed area, with a line of eye-catching words pasted above the gate: resettlement site in area C.This resettlement site is quite large, covered with a circular dome, it should be some kind of heat and cold insulation material, somewhat like a plantation in Haiyun City.

After entering the gate of the resettlement site and arriving at the reception hall, Feng Chen reported the names of the two to the staff.After checking on the computer, the staff got up and said, "Come with me."

Passing through the open space and entering the dormitory area of ​​the resettlement site, all kinds of noises and voices immediately filled my ears.

Yan Bubu was led by Feng Chen into a narrow passage with rooms on both sides.There are lights at intervals above the passage, but many bulbs have been broken, and the light is on and off.

He looked left and right at the houses with their doors wide open.Each room is only a dozen square meters, but there are eight bunk beds.Some were lying on the bed, some were sitting and chatting. When they saw Yan Bubu and the two passing by, they all turned to look at them without any emotion in their eyes.

"Excuse me, excuse me." Someone squeezed through the passage, Feng Chen moved half a step aside, and stretched out his hand to protect Yan Bubu.

Binunu poked his head out to look around, frowning tightly, looking very unhappy.Knowing that it was afraid of noise, Yan Bubu bent down and said in a low voice, "If you cover the bag, the sound will be quieter. Can I cover it for you?"

Binunu retracted into the bag again, and Yan Bubu closed the bag tightly.

The dormitory area at the resettlement site was as big as a maze. The staff led them to turn left and right, and Yan Bubu's mind was quickly turned into a blur.After walking like this for about ten minutes, the staff stopped, pointed to the next room and said, "Room 59, go in."

The two entered the room and found that the room was larger than the other rooms they had seen, but it also had more beds. There may be more than 20 bunk beds in one room.

When the people in the room heard the movement, they all turned their heads to look around, and their eyes circled around the two of them.

"Whose property belongs to bed No. [-]? Take it away." The staff went to the third bed on the right side of the door, and patted the large woven bags on it.

"It's mine, it's mine, take it away right away." Several voices rang out, and someone jumped out of the bed and came over to take the woven bag.

The staff then said to Feng Chen: "Get in and out of bed, you two arrange it yourself, you have to monitor your body temperature twice a day, and if you have a fever or a cold, you should report to the head of the room immediately. Army soldiers patrol once an hour, There are also soldiers on duty at the corner, look for them if there is anything unusual."

"Royalty." The staff called out.

"Yes." A man in the left corner responded.

"This is a survivor who just came to Central City. You are the head of the room. You should pay attention to their physical condition."

"Understood, don't worry."

After the staff left, Feng Chen opened the luggage bag and took out items such as bedding and sheets to make the bed.

When he made the bed, Yan Bubu stood by the bed and looked around.

Although the ventilating fan kept turning, there was an indescribable smell in the room.The beds in the room were placed facing each other, with various items piled up under the beds, and the space between the beds was so narrow that it was difficult to even turn around.

Everyone was lying on their own beds, some were sleeping with their heads covered, and some were staring at the top of their heads in a daze.A five or six-year-old child was clamoring to go out to play, so his mother took him outside the house and stood at the door watching him running around in the passage.

Yan Bubu lifted the cover of the cloth bag and asked Binunu in a low voice, "Do you want to go out to play? If you want to play, go to the passage."

Binunu didn't respond, just curled up in the cloth bag, his two little paws pressed his ears, and his body was still a little tense.

Yan Bubu knew that it was his first time seeing so many people, he was not used to it and he was a little nervous, so he just helped Feng Chen make the bed quickly.

The two of them made the bed first, and Yan Bubu carried the cloth bag containing Binunu up, and said to the cloth bag, "The bed is already made, why don't you rest for a while?"

Binunu got out of the cloth bag, lay down, and pulled the blanket to cover himself from head to toe.A few seconds later, a paw came out from under the blanket and fumbled left and right.

Feng Chen has already taken out Binunu's backpack from the luggage bag, took out the eye mask, wood, and the remote control of the projector, and put them together by its paws.

Binunu dragged them into the blanket one by one.

Suddenly a bell rang outside, people lying in the house got up one after another, and the mother standing at the door also called out to the child: "Come back quickly, stop playing, we are going to cook."

The head of the room, Wang Quan, held his own lunch box, and hurriedly said to Feng Chen and the two: "The resettlement site in Area C has fifteen divisions and three dining halls, and each division only has half an hour for lunch. We are the No. [-] restaurant." Tang, now it's time for us to cook, you have to go quickly."

"Okay." Yan Bubu responded.

"Do you have a lunch box? If you don't have a lunch box, you have to use credits to buy it."

"Thank you, we have lunch boxes."

The people in the house were cooking quickly, and the sound of running footsteps could be heard in the passage.Yan Bubu asked Feng Chen: "Brother, do we want to cook?"

"Yes, otherwise what's for dinner?"

Feng Chen took out two lunch boxes from the luggage bag, put the bags under the bed, and said to Binunu on the upper bunk: "You can lie down and rest, but look at the luggage, we're going to get lunch."

Binunu turned over, Feng Chen knew it meant that he heard it, so he took Yan Bubu out the door.

Canteen No. [-] is not far from here, and it will arrive after a few minutes of walking with the crowd.There was already a long queue in the dining hall, and it went around several times in a tortuous way.

Soldiers stood all around the dining hall, wearing the same dark blue uniform, but with different colored stripes on the collar and cuffs.Some soldiers have dark red stripes, while others have white stripes, which should be the difference between the eastern and western coalition forces.

Yan Bubu and Feng Chen lined up and walked slowly along with them.

When Yan Bubu was a child, when he was cooking at an underground shelter, the people around him would chat non-stop, sharing their worries and guesses, and sometimes even argue loudly.

Although there are many people queuing up here, no one speaks.Occasionally, acquaintances met and talked about the sudden blackening of the sky, and the tone was not very enthusiastic, it was more like casual chatting on a topic.As if it didn't matter if Central City was destroyed tomorrow, there was a kind of resigned indifference.

"Let it go, let it go." An arrogant voice came from the team next to it, causing a little confusion.

Yan Bubu turned his head and saw a burly young man pulling a person out of the queue, and he stepped in by himself.

The person who was pulled out of the line did not make a sound, but silently moved to the last position.

The young man raised his head and looked around, and also saw Yan Bubu who was staring at him.His eyes lit up, his eyes turned around Yan Bubu's face, and he looked him over from head to toe presumptuously.

Yan Bubu felt that this person's gaze made him very uncomfortable, as if he was stuck with a layer of sticky glue, his scalp was numb for a while, so he turned his head back quickly.

But the young man had left the line and walked towards him.

The young man walked behind Yan Bubu and stretched out his hand towards his shoulder.But before that hand touched the fabric, he was suddenly hit in the face by a punch, and the whole person flew backward a few meters, and fell heavily to the ground.

After the loud bang, there was no confusion in the crowd, they only avoided the young man lying on the ground and continued to line up in silence.

The man lay on the ground, watched Feng Chen walking towards him, quickly got up, spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth, and rushed forward with fists clenched.

Feng Chen kicked again, and the man flew backward again, this time he finally couldn't hold back, and let out a miserable howl.

"What's the matter? What happened?" The soldier on duty by the wall came over, and after seeing the face of the young man on the ground, he showed a gloating expression, "The bully didn't survive the bullying, and finally he was deflated?"

This person is obviously a troublesome thorn in ordinary times, after the soldier finished speaking, he only turned his head to look at Feng Chen, and walked back without asking any questions.

The young man was half lying on the ground with his hands on his chest, and glared at Feng Chen bitterly.

Feng Chen met his gaze, although there was no expression on his face, his gaze was as cold as a knife, with a sharp coldness.

The man felt fear in his heart, and knew that the handsome man in front of him was not easy to mess with. He got up and coughed twice, pressed his tongue against his broken lips, and returned to the team pretending to be calm.

Yan Bubu kept turning his head to watch, until Feng Chen came back behind him and continued to line up, then asked in a low voice in surprise: "Did you hit him just now?"

"En." Feng Chen responded lightly.

"Why hit him?" Yan Bubu didn't know that the man had come behind him just now.

Feng Chen said: "He jumped in line."

"Ah? Oh..." Yan Bubu turned his head back, and after a while, he turned back and asked in a low voice, "Is it so hard to jump in line?"

"Correct."

Yan Bubu: "...I see. Fortunately, I never jump in line."

After finishing the meal at the window, the two returned to the house with the lunch box in hand, and sat on the edge of the unmade bed to eat.

"It's such a familiar smell. It's the smell of the underground place when I was a child..." Yan Bubu took a spoonful of boiled soybeans and fed it into his mouth, closing his eyes intoxicated.

Feng Chen said: "When I was at our house, I should make white water soybeans for you every day, so that you can feel the familiar taste of the resettlement site."

Yan Bubu put his head on his shoulder: "That's not okay, I want to feel your smell immediately."

After eating, Feng Chen took the two lunch boxes to the water room to wash, and started to make the bed when he came back.

Binunu still didn't recover, but wrapped himself tighter with a blanket.Feng Chen hung a curtain outside the bed, covering the whole bed, so that he would feel better than Nunu.

After making the bed, the two took a basin and went to the bathroom next to the water room to take a bath.

When Feng Chen took out the clean clothes from the luggage bag, Yan Bubu lay on top of him and whispered, "Don't take the woolen trousers, many people are staring at my woolen trousers today, they must think I'm weird."

"What's so strange? They see you because they think you're fashionable." Feng Chen said.

Yan Bubu muttered: "But I haven't seen anyone wearing woolen trousers."

"That's because they don't have them. They think your sweater pants are nice and warm, and they wish they could have such a pair."

"Really?" Yan Bubu looked suspicious.

Feng Chen turned to look at him: "When have I lied to you?"

"You lie to me too often..."

Feng Chen stuffed the clean clothes and woolen trousers into his hands: "Don't talk nonsense, take it quickly, and change it later."

Yan Bubu and the two entered the bathroom and took a shower in the adjacent cubicle. Yan Bubu rubbed his hair and said, "Brother, this feeling is so magical, it really feels like returning to the time when we were in the underground shelter." .”

It's not the rush hour for bathing now, the bathroom is empty, Yan Bubu poked his wet head out of the curtain for a look, then got out naked, and reached out to lift the curtain of the cubicle.

"Why?" Feng Chen quickly pressed the hand that was lifting the curtain.

"Let's wash together, just like we did at the resettlement site." Yan Bubu urged: "Hurry up, let me in."

"Go back." Feng Chen reprimanded: "Do you know how old you are? Do you think you are still six years old?"

Yan Bubu was blocked by Feng Chen and was not allowed to enter, and was afraid that people would come in from outside, so he went back to his cubicle and said bitterly, "So what if you're not six years old? Just look for the old feelings... We haven't seen each other for a long time. We took a bath together, and I can actually rub your back."

"unnecessary."

"Brother, you've changed... You've changed... You're becoming more and more different from me." Yan Bubu looked up at the water and sighed, "You've become so strange, your face is blurred, making it harder and harder for me to see clearly."

Feng Chen sneered: "Really? Then who was going to marry me a few days ago?"

"It's me."

"How can you be so thick-skinned?"

Yan Bubu wiped off the water from his face: "Actually, my skin can be thicker."

"I know if you don't tell me."

After taking a shower, the two of them washed off the dirty clothes together and hung them in a place specially used for drying clothes before returning to the room.

Yan Bubu stood on the edge of the lower bunk bed, looked at Binunu wrapped in a cocoon, stretched out his hand to uncover a crack in the blanket, and asked it softly, "Do you want me to come up to accompany you?"

Binunu pushed him away with his claws, and pulled the blanket back.

"Okay, if you feel uncomfortable, go out and play, it's okay, let Sasaka accompany you." Yan Bubu moved closer to the gap and said.

The big head wrapped in the blanket shook.

Yan Bubu knew that this meant don't bother me and let me be quiet, so he didn't try to persuade me anymore, he just said: "If you want to go out to play, go, don't hold back."

Feng Chen leaned against the head of the lower bunk bed, Yan Bubu got in and squeezed together with him.The bed was too small, he could only lie half of his body in Feng Chen's arms.

"What's wrong with Binunu?" Feng Chen asked.

Yan Bubu asked, "Have you heard of social phobia?"

Feng Chen raised his eyebrows: "Is it social phobia?"

"Maybe, after all, it has never seen so many people before, and it will be ready in two days." Yan Bu said.