Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Chi Xiaochi's right-hand side of the quilt swelled up a small ball-shaped thing, which was obviously the little milk leopard waiting to be licked.

... I don't know when it climbed into the bed.

Chi Xiaochi uncovered the quilt, and found that the little leopard was sleeping very delicately, lying on his back like a human, with the fine soft fur on his belly turned out, his paws next to his ears, his little flesh-colored nose bouncing up and down.

Chi Xiaochi put his hand on its small paw pad and poked it lightly.

It moved, stretched out its paws and hugged Chi Xiaochi's index finger, turned over, lay on its side and engulfed his fingertips, making a sucking gesture, biting down and down with its slightly protruding teeth, as if acting like a baby, but also Like kissing.

Chi Xiaochi knew that it probably regarded itself as its mother.

In order to take care of dog meat, Chi Xiaochi followed Lou Ying to the pet shop, but all he learned was how to take care of cats and dogs, so that when he saw this big cat, Chi Xiaochi’s first reaction was to knock it down. Pack cat food.

Chi Xiaochi went to tease it: "You really want to follow me? There is no meat to follow me."

The little milk leopard woke up, his gray-blue eyes were slightly squinted, and he instinctively burrowed into Chi Xiaochi's arms.

Chi Xiaochi's heart softened, thinking, where can it go if it is so small?Maybe I will give someone a spoonful of stew as soon as I go out.

Chi Xiaochi gave it an ultimatum: "Let's discuss it first. If you dare to eat me, I will dare to eat you."

The little leopard lay on his chest, seemed very satisfied with this new resting place, and fell asleep.

Chi Xiaochi asked: "Teacher Six, can it understand what I say?"

"It's just an ordinary leopard." 061 said, "Since there are no cancer cells, it won't evolve intelligence."

Chi Xiaochi flipped through Ding Qiuyun's memory and couldn't help thinking, it's better not to be smart.

All things have spirituality, and nature is good.

All things have human intelligence, and at the same time have the animal and hunting skills evolved over thousands of years, which is the real fear.

It's half an hour to three o'clock.

Taking advantage of this time, Chi Xiaochi downloaded all the real-time maps in the country.

This catastrophe is different from geological disasters such as earthquakes and mudslides, and the terrain will not change greatly.With a map in hand, you can avoid detours when looking for supplies.

061 asked him: "Gu Xinzhi, what are you going to do?"

"What can I do." Chi Xiaochi said slowly, "To deal with this kind of person, if I don't die myself first, he won't even think that he is at fault."

He moved his body and said in a half-joking tone: "How much your Lord God wants me to die."

As soon as he moved, the little leopard, who was sleeping on his back, had the tendency to wake up again, gently scratching his nose with his small paws.

Chi Xiaochi held the communicator in one hand, and gently stroked its soft belly from top to bottom with his fingertips in the other hand.

Little Leopard gradually calmed down.

061 laughed: "You are so kind to it."

Chi Xiaochi stroked the little guy calmly.He said without shame: "Of course, this is my food reserve."

061:"……"

Little Milk Leopard: "..."

After hearing this, Reserve Grain wanted to bite someone.

When 061 wanted to ask him what he planned to do with Gu Xinzhi, the time came.

... beep.

The air-conditioning fan sent out the last burst of warm air, as if letting out a low sigh, and then stopped running.

The age of the old man ended with this sigh.

Chi Xiaochi hugged the little milk leopard with one hand, turned over and sat up on the bed, hid it in the quilt that was still warm, grabbed a flashlight, and went straight to Ding's father and Ding's mother's room in the dark.

The temperature adjustment system was turned off, and the temperature-adjustable smart glass turned back to ordinary glass. The heat accumulated in the room was quickly swallowed by the beast-like cold air. It was only a short distance from getting out of bed to knocking on the door of the parents' room. It dropped several times visible to the naked eye.

When he grasped the handle of his parents' room door, a coldness shot up from his fingertips, which made Chi Xiaochi's eyelids twitch.

Ding's father and Ding's mother are still awake.

Quilts can indeed give people an illusion of warmth and security.

Chi Xiaochi woke him up: "Dad, the temperature system has stopped."

Father Ding was still a little confused, got up and said, "It's okay, just wait at home, it should recover in a while."

Chi Xiaochi said gently: "It should be a major power outage in the whole city, and all the electricity in the house has been cut off. What if it can't be restored for the whole night, our father and I can bear it, but sister Ding may not be able to bear it."

Ding's father thought it was reasonable, so he woke up Ding's mother and planned to spend the night in the car, while Chi Xiaochi brought two winter clothes and lit a flashlight so that his parents could put on the clothes.

Father Ding was a little surprised when he got the winter clothes, and asked Chi Xiaochi where the clothes came from.

Chi Xiaochi replied that he went home on purpose today because the weather has been too cold recently, and he wanted to send the old couple a set of winter clothes just in case.

Father Ding trusts his son very much, so he just asks a question.

Ding's mother on the side smiled and said: "The child is grown up and has filial piety."

Chi Xiaochi smiled, and when he left the room, he was busy packing his parents' toiletries, used cups, and nearly completed double-sided embroidery into his bag.

After finishing all this, he raised his wrist and looked at the newly bought multi-function watch.

Ten past three.

At this point in time, many people should have woken up from being frozen in their sleep, but they were unwilling to leave home, waiting shiveringly for the heating system to resume, until the quilt was also frozen through, forming a cold and heavy blanket. Shroud.

After confirming that Ding's father and Ding's mother had packed up, Chi Xiaochi put the backpack on one shoulder, went back to the bedroom in a few steps, took out the little milk leopard who had earned an extra 20 minutes of sleep, pulled off the collar, and stuffed it in.

Before leaving, Mother Ding still wanted to drink water. Whoever turned on the faucet found that the water pipe was completely frozen, and the few drops of water that dripped out were also smelly and rusty. ?”

Father Ding was quite clear-headed, and found that something was wrong, so he didn't stay here to get to the bottom of it. He supported his wife on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, go to the car."

After the door was opened, the corridor was dead silent. Like the Ding family, three or four families simply packed up their things and planned to spend the night in the car.

Naturally, the elevator stopped, so everyone took the stairs one after another.

Ever since artificial intelligence became popular, human relations have become indifferent. People are used to chatting through screens, but they are not good at communicating with real people face to face.

After bumping into each other, everyone silently nodded to each other as a greeting.

Only Mother Ding asked, "Mr. Li, has the water in your house stopped?"

Mr. Li let out a "hmm", holding the communicator with one hand as a lighting tool, and hugging the drowsy child in his arms, his movements and expressions were the same alert.

The little girl was about seven or eight years old. She put her face in Mr. Li's arms and said in a low voice, "Father, you are so cold."

Mr. Li said: "Dad is not cold, you are well, sleep again, ah."

The little girl said: "You are cold. I will warm you up."

As she spoke, her immature little hands stretched out from the blanket to protect Mr. Li's face.

Shocked, Mr. Li hurriedly grabbed the child's wrist and stuffed it into the blanket again, looking nervously at the neighbors from the corner of his eyes.

With the light of the flashlight, Chi Xiaochi saw something and narrowed his eyes slightly.

061 also found something wrong: "...Xiaochi."

Chi Xiaochi: "Hush."

The child was only wrapped in a thin blanket, more like a cover than to keep warm.

And on the girl's outstretched wrist, there are one or two mottled pale blue corpse spots.

…This is an old human father, and a new human daughter.

Of course, as far as the current point of time is concerned, the so-called "new human beings" are monsters, aliens, dead bodies crawling out of the mud in the eyes of everyone, and filth that should not exist in the world.

In recent days, the relevant departments are investigating from house to house who has resurrected cancer patients according to the death list of cancer patients provided by the hospital. If there is a volunteer to report, a certain bonus can be issued.

This is also the reason why the father is secretive and unwilling to show his daughter to others.

But he was completely overwhelmed.

This is someone else's business, and Chi Xiaochi didn't intend to take care of it.

The family went down to the parking lot on the second floor.

The sweltering parking lot in the past was as cold as an old ice cellar.

Many people have already noticed that something is wrong, and hid in the car with their families.In order to save gasoline, the air conditioner was turned on for a longer period of time, and the lights of all the cars were turned off. Only the restless faces were hidden in the window panes, staring at the cold and dark outside.

Without the protection of artificial intelligence, human beings who have been pampered are vulnerable to a single blow.

The roar of car engines echoed in the parking lot, but the heat emitted was quickly swallowed up by the snake-like darkness.

It's almost like a large funeral home, each car is a living coffin.

Father Ding went to start the car, but it didn't work after pressing the auto-start button for a long time, so he had to use the car key to open the car door unskillfully.

The long-lost warm wind came slowly, and Ding's father and mother were relieved.

But Chi Xiaochi didn't relax.

To be precise, it was Ding Qiuyun's instinct in his body that took effect.

Ding Qiuyun has lived in the wasteland of the last days for many years, and has developed extremely sensitive and strong nerves. Although his body is still unable to adapt to the sudden change in temperature, his perception of danger is still far superior to that of old humans, and even more experienced than some new humans. .

After sitting in the co-pilot seat, he put his ear against the misty windowpane, and besides the sound of blood flowing in his ear, he heard another strange rustling sound, as if it was some kind of reptile His scales rubbed against the ground.

Chi Xiaochi's expression tightened: "Old Ding, let's go."

The warm wind was blowing over my face, making me drowsy. Father Ding was just about to take a rest, but when he heard his son's tone of voice was different, he held the steering wheel in surprise: "Where are we going?"

Chi Xiaochi: "Go—"

Suddenly, someone slapped the window glass on the side where Chi Xiaochi was.

Chi Xiaochi's ears went numb, he withdrew, and reached out to wipe off the heating mist on the glass.

There was no one outside, but something resembling a child's hand sweat appeared vaguely outside the glass.

A child's voice said softly, "Uncle, save me."

Mother Ding, who was sitting in the back seat, also heard the sound, and subconsciously went to pull the door.

Chi Xiaochi had quick eyes and quick hands, first he manually pressed the button to lock the car door, then turned around, frowned and shook his head at Mother Ding.

Ding Xie was a little puzzled: "Qiuyun, there are children outside."

Chi Xiaochi gestured for silence, and pointed to the handprint for Mother Ding to take a closer look.

...Is it possible that human hands are sweaty and green?

The little milk leopard in his arms jumped onto his knees, arched his back, put on a guard, and let out a childish growl from his throat.

At this time, it made Chi Xiaochi feel that it was a real leopard.

Knocking on the window failed, and something outside began to pull on the door.

pat, pat, pat.

The sound of pulling the door became more and more urgent, rough and brutal, like a storm, but the child's voice was still sweet and helpless, with a heart-pounding innocence: "Open the door quickly, uncle."

"I'm here."

"Open the door, open, open."

Ding's father and Ding's mother were not dull people, and at this time they also realized that something was wrong.

While the husband and wife were looking at each other, a miserable human cry exploded in a car parked directly opposite Ding's car, and the car began to shake left and right, as if someone was struggling and rolling in it.

Father Ding immediately turned on the high-beam headlights, and when he glanced over, he almost had a heart attack.

The front windshield on the opposite side was already splattered with blood. The man who was sitting in the car was already tilted, a big bloody hole was drilled out of his chest, and two emerald green creepers emerged from his eyes.

...yes, creepers.

In order to beautify the environment of the community, the property specially opened up several ivy walls in the community.

And this verdant green plant, like many other plants, has become a murderous weapon after the end of the world.

A creeper with intelligence judges immediately that its most ideal fertilizer is human beings.

Thus, human beings become their flowerpots.

The branches and leaves pierced through the human body, moving freely through the body, absorbing the flesh and blood from the human body with great satisfaction, and swallowing it in big mouthfuls.

His young wife opened the car door, screamed and fled to the stairs, but before she could escape a few steps, she was pulled to the ground by a strange force.

Creeper vines wrapped around her ankles and pulled her under a nearby car.

The woman's high-heeled shoes kicked the car up and down, accompanied by screams of horror and pain, the owner of the car huddled in the car, clutched the steering wheel, clenched his teeth, and did not dare to move.

Soon, there was no sound from under the car.

The ivy climbed contentedly to the next car.

It raised its branches and leaves unsteadily, simulating the shape of a child's palm, slapped the glass of the next car, and made a childish voice: "Uncle, open the door."