Doomsday Allure

Wei Buzheng thought that the bridge across the river in Linjiang Town would be more chaotic, but he didn't expect it to be this chaotic.

Along the way, he saw so many cars that stalled for no reason and couldn’t move anymore, and he was worried that there would be no cars at all in the future. When he got here, he wondered if he remembered something wrong. There were still about two kilometers away from the bridge. , the highway was completely blocked by traffic queues.

Luxury cars of various brands were crowded together, and the narrow gap between the cars was full of people. It was impossible to see the expressions of these people clearly in the dark, but from the endless shouting and scolding, one could imagine their anxiety and frustration.

Those whose cars can still drive are scolding the Yulang County and Gaozhi County governments for scaremongering, and the soldiers guarding the highway bridge are unreasonable and fake tigers;

There were more cars and people than Wei Buzheng had imagined, but he quickly figured it out when he saw the license plates with different area codes on the back of the car.

The Uqila Mountains are majestic and steep, and the Ula River is particularly turbulent. It is very difficult to build bridges on the Ula River. Therefore, the length of the Ula River flowing through Ula Province is more than 1000 kilometers. There are only four road bridges and one railway bridge.

Among them, the area where the highway bridge in Linjiang Town, Yulang County is located is relatively flat. According to normal logic, when an earthquake occurs, the impact on this bridge should be the least. In the big earthquake five years ago, it was the first to recover. The Linjiang Town Bridge is open to traffic.

The magnitude of the earthquake this time was lower than that of five years ago. The other bridges were not completely broken during this earthquake, but were twisted and collapsed, making it impossible to open to traffic. From this, everyone infers that the situation of the Linjiang Town Bridge should be better , Maybe vehicles can pass through, so vehicles from the northwest and eastern parts of the Ural River have flocked here.

Late September to late October is the peak tourist season in the northern part of Ula Province. During the days when Wei Buzheng was on business, a large number of foreign tourists had poured into Jiman. After half a month, the first batch of tourists should return in large numbers. Wei Buzheng estimated that, In the next week, more and more people will cross the river here.

I don't know what it will be like by then.

About 500 meters away from the bridge, on the trees on both sides of the road, every few tens of meters, there is a very large wind lantern hanging, and there is a long row of hanging on the head of the bridge.

Wei Buzheng squeezed forward sideways between the gaps in the car, and slowly approached the row of lights.

It took him more than an hour to walk about two kilometers, and finally came to the bridge.

Below the wind lamp of death, there is a row of heavily armed soldiers wearing special gas masks. On the bridge, there is a policeman every few meters.

On both sides of the bridge head, there are two very large military camouflage tents with Red Cross signs hanging on the tent doors, and a row of dozens of soldiers holding special long-handled safety forks are standing beside each tent.

A large group of people were cursing at the faces of the soldiers guarding the bridge under the deadly wind lamp, probably meaning that the bridge was fine at all, and the soldiers were deliberately making things difficult for them by not allowing them to pass. Did they walk back on two feet?If they contract the rotting corpse virus on the road, will the soldiers be responsible?Even if the soldiers are willing to take responsibility and infect themselves with the rotting corpse virus, can the small lives of the soldiers be worth their lives?

The soldiers didn't show any emotion, they just stood there straight, people on foot passed casually, and no vehicles were allowed to step on the bridge.

Wei Buzheng passed between the two soldiers and walked onto the bridge.

It was early in the morning, and there were very few people on the bridge. There were people traveling from south to north, and they all walked in groups. He was the only one.

Wei Buzheng looked up at the star-studded sky, bumped the bag on his back, and quickened his pace.

The situation at the south end of the bridge was similar to that at the north end. There were also many people complaining loudly and accusing the soldiers guarding the bridge, but no one swears.

When Wei Buzheng got off the bridge, he said loudly to the soldiers beside him who were being accused of being unreasonable by a middle-aged couple: "Thank you! You have worked hard."

Both the young soldier and the middle-aged couple were stunned.

Wei Buzheng smiled at the soldiers and waved his hands: "Goodbye."

The soldier shook his head and said with a smile: "It should be, the responsibility lies, and the journey is smooth."

Wei Buzheng happily squeezed out of the noisy crowd, squeezed into the sea of ​​cars again, and suddenly saw that the small restaurants and supermarkets on the side of the road were still open, so he ran over immediately.

He came to the restaurant first, and the proprietress said that there were only physalis noodles, braised noodles and puff pastry.

Wei Buzheng said: "Five servings of braised noodles, five sheets, no, ten sheets of puff pastry, take it away."

Time is precious, he doesn't want to be delayed in the real world, packing it back to eat in space can save time.

At the roadside shop, he took his things and left immediately, and would never come back again, even if the proprietress became suspicious, it didn't matter.

The proprietress was not suspicious at all. Just now, a few people bought much more than Wei Buzheng. She happily said to Wei Buzheng, "The large portion of braised noodles and layer cakes are all thirty."

Wei Buzheng looked at her in astonishment, the price had exactly doubled from before.

The proprietress said: "The iron pan for the pancakes is no longer usable. We used a large ceramic pan that we used to knead the noodles. Do you know how laborious it is? Besides, we don't sleep in the middle of the night. What are we trying to do?"

Wei Buzheng gritted his teeth: "You have already added money, and you can no longer cut corners on noodles and cakes."

With the end of the world coming, money may soon become waste paper, and it is best to replace it with something as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he remembered that when he arrives in Gaozhi tomorrow, he will go to the bank to withdraw more money. If the social order collapses in the future, as described in the doomsday novel, all the money he has worked so hard to save will be in vain. .

The proprietress said: "Don't worry, the extra few dollars we charged is money for hard work, not money for bad conscience."

Wei Buzheng said: "Then you do it first, I'll go to the supermarket next door to buy something."

Although the small supermarket next door is small and well-equipped, Wei Buzheng asked the price first. The supermarket's price increase is not so ruthless. Small things add one yuan, and expensive ones add two or three yuan.

Wei Buzheng bought four boxes of chocolates, two packs of instant noodles, four pieces of ham, two packs of napkins, one toilet paper, and ten bottles of purified water.

When he came out of the supermarket, he didn't go back to the hotel directly, but pretended to look for a public toilet, walked more than 20 meters, found a dead corner with no lights, and put everything in the space except a box of chocolates and a bottle of purified water. Then go back to the hotel.

The owner of the restaurant is not bad, and the quality and quantity of noodles and cakes are about the same as usual.

It's just that the quality of the plastic bag used to hold things was too poor. After putting the packaged noodles and biscuits into the packaging box, Wei couldn't argue with it.

The boss scolded: "Fuck, let's talk about it when Lao Chen comes tomorrow, what kind of crap did the mother send this time."

This time, I used three bags stacked on top of each other, put the box containing the braised noodles and cakes in it, and tried to lift it a few times, but the bag didn't rot.

Wei Buzheng got out of the hotel and walked southward. There were fewer cars here than in Jiangbei, and the traffic jam was probably more than one kilometer.

Leaving the crowded area, I walked forward for about 500 meters. There were only a few scrapped cars parked randomly on the road. There were no people there, and there were no lights. All are wooded hillsides.

He jumped off the embankment, and used his thoughts to put the things in his hands into the thatched hut with optimized functions, but those bags remained in his hands. Wei Buzheng was stunned, and quickly figured out what was going on. The space is unwilling to accept more garbage.

He rolled up the bag twice and stuffed it into his backpack, then ran up the hillside.

He walked up the hillside for about 100 meters, and after making sure that even if there were people on the road, he would not be able to see this place, he stopped under a large maple tree that encircled him, sat down against the side of the tree facing the road, and then Flash into the space.

The moment he entered the space, he seemed to hear the faint screams and firecrackers.

After hesitating for a while, Wei Buzheng came out again, and listened carefully, but there was no sound.

He returned to the space in a flash.

This time, he came directly to the edge of Jasper Lake, dropped his backpack, stripped off his clothes three times, and jumped into the lake.

Although he was very tired, he didn't sit on the stone sofa right away. Instead, he waved his arms and swam around the lake for three weeks before sitting on the sofa in the northwest corner, closing his eyes, and enjoying the cool and refreshing water of the lake. A nice feeling of warmth.

It sounds quite contradictory, but the water of Jasper Lake is indeed this feeling, cool and warm, it is indescribably comfortable.

The last time Wei Buzheng was in the lake, he couldn't understand this phenomenon. He suspected that Jasper Lake was not formed naturally, but a product of refining tools. Da Neng's consciousness told him that it was indeed the case. Jasper Lake was a lake he refined by imitating his master. Refined.

The sofa that Wei Buzheng is lying on now, which is submerged in the lake, looks like white marble, but it is soft when sitting on it. It feels exactly the same as the sofa placed in the thatched hut used as a living room. They are all refined artifacts. .

After soaking in the lake for about an hour, Wei Buzheng had a flash of thought, picked up the wet clothes he threw on the grass, and came to the Qingyu River.

The Qingyu River is crystal clear. The bottom of the river is mainly white egg-sized pebbles of various colors, and occasionally there are some larger stones. The color and texture are as beautiful as jade. There are also tender green aquatic plants and a kind of About half a foot long, light golden red fish, very beautiful.

Wei Buzheng put his dirty clothes on a big dark green stone, and moved two white stones the size of a man's head to press the clothes down, whistling all the way to the thatched cottage.

He tried it last time. He walked west along the Qingyu River, and he could only come to a tree that looked like a birch, and then turned for no reason, but a sock he threw into the river could go along The river kept going. If he didn't press the clothes with stones, the clothes would be washed away and ruined.

He walked back to the thatched hut in the west, sat on the oversized arhat bed with a beautiful blanket in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, opened the bag that Zheng Li had given him, and took out all the things inside.

Zheng Li should be a warm man. He thought that Wei Buzheng had lost all his clothes, so he bought him two sets of winter clothes, four sets of underwear including socks and shorts, which should be the same size, all colors He took a set of them all, maybe considering that the weather will get colder and colder, he also bought a pullover, gloves, a stack of thick socks, and a pair of high waterproof boots.

There wasn't much food, and I couldn't fit any more, so there were only four packs of biscuits and two boxes of chocolate pies with the outer packaging removed.

After Wei Buzheng figured it out, he immediately had an idea and put all these things into the hut with optimization functions, then picked up a crystal clear fruit plate and went outside.

To the west of the thatched hut, there is a field of various wild fruit trees that grow naturally. The vast open space in the space is also autumn now. These fruits are just ripe. Wei Buzheng is very hungry, but he does not want to eat the food he brought in, so he decides to eat space fruit Allay your hunger.

These kinds of fruits are very similar to the fruits in his real world, such as apples, pears, and hawthorns. He only picked four hawthorns, and the others filled the entire plate.

He took the plate to the Qingyu River, rinsed the fruit, and returned to the hut. He picked up a small crystal cup and went to a dozen meters in front of the door. By the small spring.

This is a spiritual spring with extremely rich and pure aura. Da Neng named it Yangzhiquan, Wei Buzheng's innate chaotic spirit body, and now he can only drink a little more than one milliliter a day.

The spring water, which is as delicate as suet white jade, seeps from the dark green stone cracks and drips into the small spring below.

Wei Buzheng stretched out his cup, took twenty drops, went back to the hut, filled the cup with water from the stream, drank it in one gulp, and then sat on the sofa to eat fruit.

The taste of these spiritual fruits was beyond description, Wei Buzheng's stomach was already full, but his mouth still wanted to eat it.

After eating the fruit, he took a look at the three retro clocks with the same appearance that were hung side by side at the door, only the hands were of different colors. A time that does not compete with real time.

Because of the furniture and furnishings in this hut, Wei Buzheng suspected that this mighty man traveled from the earth to the world of comprehension; because of the alarm clock with green hands, he confirmed that his thoughts were correct.

When he raised this question, the Almighty consciousness chuckled twice, neither admitting nor denying it.

Now, the time of the green hour hand alarm clock is 03:30, the real world is now dawn at seven o'clock, Wei Buzheng can stay in the space for about 21 hours.

However, he didn't plan to stay for such a long time, and he would go out as soon as he slept.

Set the alarm at [-]:[-], then opened the sea blue thin quilt in the corner and went to sleep.

Seven hours is his normal sleep time every day

At 04:30, Wei Buzheng woke up, took a cup and a toothbrush to the Qingyu River to wash up, he went to take out the clothes that were pressed by the stones, and put them on the clothes tied between the jujube and apple trees on the rope.

This rope for hanging clothes is also Wei Buzheng's reason to prove that Daneng used to be from Huaxia.

He also deduced from this that before Da Neng crossed over, he should have been a child of a commoner's family in Huaxia, otherwise, they would not have passed through and practiced to become Da Neng, and still retained the habit of drying clothes and quilts in the yard.

After doing this, Wei Buzheng went to the hut with optimization function to have a look. He secretly threw a dozen ears of corn into the space in the cornfield the night before.

His 120-acre field of responsibility is still vacant.

He heard that most of the grain seeds used by farmers in Huaxia country are cultivated by professional technicians, and the grown grain particles cannot be used as seeds.

He didn't know if the corn he'd stolen was of the specially bred variety, so he put them all in this hut, hoping to optimize their embryos.

He had just put it in for a day, so he definitely couldn't see anything, but he was not in a hurry, it was not the season to plant corn, and the corn could stay in this hut for four years in the outside world.

After he goes out today, he will find a way to get some wheat. Now is the time to plant wheat, and there is no delay in farming.

He came out of the special aura hut, and was about to go to the studio and storage room next door, to review the exercises carefully, and then returned to the real world, when a clear and gentle male voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Did I not tell you?" , After the plants in the sapphire space mature, they also need to be stored?"

"Ah?" Wei Buzheng was taken aback, "Can't it grow on the tree forever, and the longer the better?"

"Don't take your comprehension novels as textbooks." The male voice said.

Wei Buzheng was amused and laughed. Although this powerful man pretended to be dignified, he sounded like a young man about his age, and he should have a particularly good personality: "I know senior, plants must be treated according to nature. Regular growth, I am stupid."

Da Neng said: "Okay, then you start harvesting the fruit, I'm leaving."

Wei Bu contended: "What does walking mean?" He always thought that Da Neng's consciousness and space co-existed.

Da Neng said: "I have already told you the basic rules of space, and you have to figure out the other things you don't understand. Energy support is also needed to maintain the operation of consciousness. Now, I have very little energy left for consciousness. The energy you download is only enough to use perception to monitor and control your behavior here, not enough to talk to you, and talking also consumes energy."

Wei Buzheng felt uncomfortable. Except for his grandparents, he had never had a heart-to-heart relationship with anyone in this world. He had long ago decided to spend his entire life alone. Within an hour, he already regarded Da Neng as a friend.

So soon, is he going to return to being alone again?

"Don't feel bad, you now know that what happened to you is not a bad thing, and you can make friends with confidence in the future." Da Neng's consciousness said, with a warm smile in his voice, "Now, Let's say goodbye."

Wei Buzheng habitually raised his hands to say goodbye, and suddenly thought of something that confused him very much at the moment, so he asked, "Can I ask you one more question, not about space, but about the world I am in now."

Da Neng said, "Speak."

Wei sat down on the floor without competing, and asked, "Is the new energy in my body the thing that caused those people to become zombies?"

Da Neng pondered for a while before saying: "I wanted you to realize it by yourself, but since you asked, I will tell you about it."

About 10 minutes later, Wei Buzheng nodded: "Thank you, I see."

Da Neng said: "Then, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Wei Buzheng said, "If you can put the sapphire space into my world, you will definitely be able to come. I hope I will have a chance to see you again."

"Hehe, let it be."

After the words were finished, Wei Buzheng felt that something had left him, but he felt it carefully, and it seemed that nothing had changed.

"Are you still there?" Wei Buzheng asked softly.

No one responded to him anymore.

Wei Buzheng stood there, staring blankly at the beautiful and empty distance for a while, exhaled forcefully, and said to himself: "If you want to harvest fruit, you must at least have a basket to hold the fruit. Wei Buzheng, go quickly!" Let's weave baskets."