How to survive in the wasteland of human cubs

Now that Feng Chen has woken up, there is no need to boil the wolf meat into meat soup, but Yan Bubu still boiled it for a while to thoroughly boil the wolf bones.

He picked two pieces of the tenderest meat and scooped them into a bowl, added soup, let it cool down, and brought it to Feng Chen: "Come and eat, the temperature is just right."

Feng Chen only had one arm to move, so Yan Bubu still fed him, picked up a piece of wolf meat and put it in his mouth, and said a little nervously: "It's not tasty, but can you hold on to it? The main reason is that there is no meat now. There is no seasoning, not even salt, and I can't find anything else delicious."

"No, it tastes good." Feng Chen chewed the wolf meat carefully, and swallowed it naturally.

Yan Bubu kept staring at him, and asked suspiciously when he saw this, "It really tastes good?"

Feng Chen thought about it and said: "I don't have any smell in my mouth right now, this fishy smell just hits the palate, it feels pretty good."

"I see." Yan Bubu saw that he was really enjoying the food, so he couldn't help but pick up a piece and feed it to his mouth.When the strong fishy smell permeated his mouth, he almost spat it out, and quickly swallowed it with his neck stuck, making a retching sound.

"Drink water quickly, drink water and wash down like you did before." Feng Chen said hastily.

Yan Bubu picked up the water and drank it in big gulps, flushing the wolf meat and the fishy smell into his belly.

"It's too bad to eat. I can't swallow it without drinking water." Yan Bubu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and suddenly realized, "How do you know that I swallowed wolf meat with water? How did you know?"

Feng Chen said: "You retch so loudly, even if you were unconscious, you woke me up."

"Just lie to me, you must be awake all the time!"

Feng Chen explained: "No, it was after you sorted out the mental realm for me that I regained part of my consciousness, but I couldn't fully wake up."

"At that time, I regained consciousness." Yan Bubu was pleasantly surprised at first, and then seemed to think of something, and suddenly shouted: "Since you are conscious, why don't you pee? I have pissed you so many times, why did you drop a drop?" Did you not scatter?"

"Keep your voice down, are you trying to deafen my ears by shouting so much? Bring me some soup, I still want to drink it."

Yan Bubu took the wooden bowl and walked towards the fire. After a few steps, he stopped and turned around and asked, "Then do you want to pee now? Is it uncomfortable?"

"It's not uncomfortable, and I don't want to now either." Feng Chen replied quickly.

"But--"

"It was convenient for me just now." Feng Chen interrupted him, "When you were looking for wolf meat, Binunu went to pee behind my back."

Binunu was digging wood with his back to the two of them, when he heard this, he turned his head to look at Feng Chen, his face full of confusion.

Yan Bubu was a little shocked: "Binunu can actually carry you, how can it carry you with its head—"

"Hiss..." Feng Chen held his thigh and took a deep breath, Yan Bubu immediately stopped and rushed over nervously: "What's wrong? Something wrong with the wound?"

Feng Chen closed his eyes and took two breaths, then slowly relaxed his brows: "It's okay, the wound is probably healing, and it's a little itchy, but now I don't feel it anymore."

"Then do you want me to scratch it for you? I'll just scratch the uninjured place next to it, and it should be better."

"No, I'll just have a bowl of soup. I want soup now."

"Well, that's fine."

After eating, Yan Bubu packed everything, sat next to Feng Chen, took his good hand, and played with his fingers one by one.

Feng Chen also looked down at Yan Bubu's hand.

Yan Bubu had never done anything since he was a child, his fingers were slender and slender, and his skin was fair and smooth, but at this time there were a few cuts on his fingers, and there were scratches on the back of his hand.

Feng Chen's gaze was too focused, and Yan Bubu also noticed it, and immediately stretched out his hand in front of Feng Chen, with a soft and sweet voice: "Look, my hands are full of cuts, all scratched by weeds and firewood. Hurt. Don't underestimate those weeds, they have teeth on the side, like little saws. Hurry up and blow me, it hurts me to death..."

Feng Chen didn't blow his fingers, but his eyes fell on his forearm.The shirt there shrank a little as he stretched out his hand, and there was a scar on the exposed skin.

The scar almost ran across his entire forearm, and it looked like a knife wound, and the wound was quite deep.It looked like it had been scribbled by Yan Bubu himself, and there were still traces of applying herbal medicine on the surrounding skin.

Yan Bubu was still acting like a baby, but when he found Feng Chen looking at the wound on his arm, he immediately sat up straight and put his hand back.

"What's going on?" Feng Chen asked.

Yan Bubu pretended to be stupid: "What? A finger? It was scratched by weeds. Forget it, I don't feel any pain anymore."

Feng Chen looked at him: "I'm asking about the knife wound on your arm."

"What kind of knife wound? Oh, this is what you said. This is indeed a knife wound. You can tell it at a glance. It is indeed my brother." Yan Bubu was talking nonsense while quickly thinking about countermeasures.His eyes fell on the stone pot beside him, and his mind suddenly lit up, "I accidentally scratched this when I was tearing apart the wolf meat. Yes, I scratched it when I was tearing apart the wolf meat."

Feng Chen has been watching him quietly, his eyes seem to have seen everything.Yan Bubu avoided his gaze subconsciously, but felt that he couldn't show guilt, so he looked back immediately.

After all, Feng Chen didn't continue to ask, just took his hand, pushed the sleeve up, and gently stroked the scar with his fingers: "Does it hurt when you scratch?"

"It doesn't hurt." Yan Bubu replied bluntly.

"Weeds are screaming for pain when they cut their fingers, do you think it hurts such a deep cut?" Feng Chen raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Yan Bubu's expression didn't change, his heart didn't change: "The weeds are sawn out, so it hurts, this one is pulled by a knife, so I don't feel anything."

Feng Chen didn't say anything else, he just put down his sleeve silently and covered the scar.

Yan Bubu glanced at him, and then remembered that he hadn't asked Feng Chen how he was injured.

Since Feng Chen woke up until now, he has always been in a happy state, and he only cared about Feng Chen's body, and forgot to ask him what happened before.

After Feng Chen heard his question, he pointed behind his back: "Remove this pile of grass, you sit here."

Yan Bubu moved the grass away, carefully supported Feng Chen's back and sat down, Feng Chen put his head in his arms and sighed comfortably: "It's still more comfortable to pillow on your lap."

"Master, do you want me to squeeze your shoulders and legs again?" Yan Bubu smiled and raised his hands, only to find that Feng Chen's whole body was covered with injuries, and he couldn't squeeze his shoulders or legs. Immediately became gloomy again.

Feng Chen raised his eyes and looked at him: "When I recover, you will squeeze my shoulders and beat my legs every day."

"No problem." Yan Bubu cheered up and said, "Then tell me what's going on."

Feng Chen started talking about going to Chen Size's office to pick up documents, but encountered a power outage.When Yan Bubu heard that he found the read message, he opened his mouth wide.When Feng Chen talked about the cables behind the computer room, he asked excitedly: "Are Mr. and Mrs. alive? Are they still alive?"

Feng Chen said: "Father is still alive, mother doesn't know yet. But since father is fine, then mother should be safe too."

"Well, they must be safe, they must be safe." Yan Bubu's voice was choked up, and his palms were sweating from excitement, "As long as the husband is safe, he will definitely find a way to keep his wife safe."

Feng Chen nodded: "That's right."

Yan Bubu's excitement slowly disappeared, and his face sank again: "Then when we return to the camp, we will immediately go to Chen Size to settle the score and rescue both husband and wife."

Feng Chen shook his head: "Everything I told you just now is my inference, and there is no evidence."

"Your deduction must be correct. Mr. and Mrs. were locked up by him." Yan Bubu said firmly.

Feng Chen said: "Regardless of whether it is correct or not, when we return to the camp, we must not startle the enemy. We must find an opportunity to dig out that cable and find the secret place where father is locked up. Only then will the evidence be conclusive."

Yan Bubu made the wrong tooth: "Then we will dig when we go back. If we can't find a chance, let Binunu dig in the middle of the night. Ordinary soldiers can't see it, and it digs rocks so well that no one needs a shovel." .”

Binunu, who was digging the wooden bowl silently, turned back again, staring at Yan Bubu with squinted eyes.

Feng Chen went on to talk about his pursuit of the red spider, and what the red spider told him about Lin Fen and Yu Yuan.

When Yan Bubu heard this, he asked inexplicably, "Since they both escaped from the research institute and took the cipher box with them, why didn't they go back to Central City?"

Feng Chen said: "This is also a question that I still don't understand. It seems that this mystery can only be solved after finding the two of them."

Yan Bubu gently grabbed Feng Chen's hair: "But where can I find them?"

Feng Chen moved his head and adjusted a more comfortable position on Yan Bubu's legs: "Take your time, you will find it sooner or later. After I recover from my injury, I want to go to the Abel Research Institute again. Let's see if we can find any clues."

"Okay." Yan Bubu immediately agreed.

After talking about Lin Fen, Feng Chen talked about himself.When Yan Bubu heard that he encountered four sentinel guide zombies, his body tensed up suddenly, and the hand that was grabbing his hair stopped.

But Feng Chen spoke very briefly, and the whole process was summed up in a few words, and he said casually: "I was also injured at the time, and the black lion carried me into Mount Jaya, but I stepped on the air and fell off the cliff. You will know what happened next Anyway, I was in a coma at the time, it should be Mimosa who caught me and sent me to this cave."

His tone was relaxed, but Yan Bubu knew how much he had suffered.The wounds on his body, his spiritual realm that was destroyed to the point of collapse, must have been a very tragic process.

Feng Chen was lying down, when he felt a few drops of water splashed on his forehead, he couldn't help but sighed quietly: "I was afraid that you would be sad so I said it briefly, but in the end you imagined the matter to be more serious. I said that I have been in a coma , I didn’t feel much pain, and it’s not a big deal, it’s just a little injury. No fuss!”

"Your injury is the biggest thing! Nothing can be more serious than your injury! You have become like this and you are still stubborn, then get up, go out and run a few laps, don't lie on my lap motionless." Yan Bu Bu roared loudly, with a tear in his voice.

"Don't make my ears deaf, I can hear you even if you speak softly." Feng Chen looked up at him, "Tell me how many times you have cried in the past few days? Why can't you keep up with when you were a child? You didn't when you were a child Such a crybaby."

"Nonsense! I only loved to cry when I was a child, but now I only cry when encountering big things."

"Look at your eyes are swollen from crying."

"I am willing!"

"Okay, okay, then you can cry, and remember to apply cold water to your eyes later."

After being interrupted by Feng Chen, Yan Bubu stopped crying, wiped his eyes and asked, "Mimosa saved you, it also saved me when I jumped off the cliff—"

"You jumped off a cliff? Are you still jumping off a cliff?" Feng Chen stood up abruptly, turned his head to look at Yan Bubu, and shouted sharply, "What cliff are you jumping off?"

"Injured! You are injured! Why are you moving?" Yan Bubu panicked and was about to push him down, but Feng Chen held his hand with his good hand instead.

"Leave me alone, I won't touch the wound when I sit up like this, you answer my question first. If you dare to lie, just wait for me." Feng Chen continued to shout.

Yan Bubu is usually scolded by Feng Chen occasionally, but it is not painful, he just needs to laugh and act like a spoiled child to get over it.

It was the first time he saw Feng Chen being so strict, speaking to him with such a tone and attitude, and his eyes were also blazing with anger.He couldn't react for a while, stared at Feng Chen blankly, and then habitually moved the corners of his mouth, trying to show a smile.

Opening his mouth when he didn't want to, Feng Chen said in a cold voice, "Do you dare to try with a smile?"

Yan Bubu slowly put away his smile, Feng Chen said again: "Do you dare to cry?"

"I didn't... I didn't jump off the cliff, I stepped on, stepped on..." Yan Bubu originally wanted to say that he had stepped on nothing, but before he could say the word "step on", he saw Feng Chen's eyes were icy and cold. meaning.He didn't dare to lie any more, so he could only murmur: "I jumped off a cliff, but I'm sure."

"How sure?" Feng Chen gritted his teeth and asked.

"Don't I have that consciousness image? If I jump off a cliff, it will have 1 ways to let me land safely." Yan Bubu actually said the truth, he raised his hand to the side of his head: "I swear I No lie, my mental image did come up and it showed me a number of ways to land safely."

Feng Chen didn't say anything else, just stared at him, Yan Bubu felt a little nervous, but he insisted on looking at him.

After a while, Feng Chen asked: "Then how did you land?"

His eyes seemed to have seen everything, so Yan Bubu didn't dare to lie, he just confessed honestly: "Actually, it was that, that mimosa that caught me."

Feng Chen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, Yan Bubu was about to say something, but he saw a trace of bright red seeping from the hole in his clothes from the scabbed wound on his shoulder.

"What are you doing! I told you not to move, don't move, you just want to sit up, look! It's bleeding again." Yan Bubu immediately went to get the herbs and washed cloth strips he had picked earlier, and gave them to him in a hurry. He was wounded.

Feng Chen pushed his hand away at once, and Yan Bubu yelled: "Why are you so fierce? You opened your wounds so fiercely."

"You still have reason to—"

Yan Bubu yelled again: "Do you care if I'm right? Don't move after you say it! Try moving again?"

"I--"

"Try again?" Yan Bubu supported his back and shouted, "Lie down!"

Feng Chen closed his mouth and didn't say anything else, he lay down on the haystack with his strength, and Yan Bubu wrapped the herbs on his shoulders.

Neither of them made a sound, Yan Bubu looked at the blood oozing from Feng Chen's wound, frowned and pursed his lips tightly, his heart twitched in pain.

Feng Chen kept looking up at him, watching him carefully wrap the cloth strips around his shoulders, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "You must have been very scared at the time, right?"

"What?" Yan Bubu didn't hear clearly.

Feng Chen wanted to ask him if he was afraid at the time, what was he thinking when he jumped off the cliff?But these words suddenly couldn't be asked.

"It's nothing, just let you bandage it well." Feng Chen said.

"oh, I know."

Feng Chen saw a thin layer of sweat oozing from Yan Bubu's forehead, and a lock of curly hair hanging down covered his eyes, so he raised his hand and pushed him aside.

Yan Bubu must have been scared at that time, and he knew what he was thinking when he was about to jump off the cliff.

Either of them lost the other, what difference did it make between living or dying?

Now that all the answers are known, there is no need to continue asking.