I pick up trash at the end of the day

1029 breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly returned to reality from the dream, sorting out his mental power.

He is still alive.

He was rescued by a guide.

A wandering guide.

A guide who is worth as much as [-] million, who will curse and beat people for no reason.

1029 rubbed his face, and as soon as he moved, the pain in his waist spread along the nerves throughout his body, making him numb from the pain.He touched his waist with his hands, and there was a bandage tightly wrapped around his waist. The blood had already stopped, and the blood at the wound had dried up and scabbed, and there was no serious problem.

It's just that he is very weak now, both physically and mentally.

1029 glanced around, he was in a car, the door was wide open, he was the only one in the car, the surroundings were pitch black, but he could tell that this was a wide valley, the night valley wind brought coolness into the car, Instantly made him more sober.

There was a fire on the rocky beach not far from the car, and on the fire sat a stone urn with a gap that had burned until it was blackened. Snow-white steam rushed out through the gap, and the tempting smell of meat came oncoming.

1029 swallowed his saliva, and his stomach made abnormal noises.

His lips were dry, his throat was like cracked dry bark, itching and itching, and his stomach was empty, as if he hadn't eaten in a lifetime.

Instinct drove him to follow the scent, but now he couldn't control his body at all, even a slight movement, even if he just moved his neck, would cause cramps and broken bones.

This is one of the weaknesses of the sentinel. Once injured, without receiving specialized medical treatment, the body hurts like being dismembered.

1029 could only lean on the back of the chair, waiting for the discomfort in his body to gradually fade away.

1029 continued to look around with the faint light of the fire. Following the light of the fire, there was a person under a mountain with flowing water. The person seemed to have no clothes on, squatting on the ground and rubbing his hands back and forth, as if he was washing clothes.

That was the guide who saved him.

Although the distance was a bit far, with his keen senses, he was quite sure that it was the guide who saved him.

He looked at the figure, and although the aroma in the stone urn was strong and overflowing, he could still smell the unique smell that belonged to the guide.

This kind of smell is very strange, it is not the smell of food that makes people hungry, nor is it the fresh, comfortable and nourishing fragrance of flowers and plants.

That fragrance is very hazy and ambiguous, like a cool breeze blowing in a hot summer, like a ray of warmth rising in a severe cold winter, it makes people forget all pain and discomfort comfortably, but because of his flickering feeling restless and irritable.

He was chasing and breathing this smell in the fluttering wind, his heartbeat was slowly accelerating with each breath, and each heartbeat became extraordinarily heavy and powerful, his chest heaved with all his strength, eager to smell it like overbreathing More smells, but even the air cannot enter the lung cavity, so it can only increase breathing again.

Keep breathing, keep chasing, but in the end you can't catch anything.

All that remains is a psychedelic emptiness and bouts of trance-like dizziness.

"Huh... finally finished washing."

Yu Ge stood under the running water and washed himself well, then wrung out the washed clothes vigorously, shook them out and smoothed them out.

"I knew I should wash the clothes first. The blood stains are hard to wash once they dry. A good piece of clothes is so yellow, eh? Why can I still smell blood after washing for so long? Fuck, it's really bad luck."

In just one day, he took two baths and washed his clothes twice.

In the morning, I fell into the stinky ditch and got covered in a stink. At noon, I saved the half-dead wooden sentinel and was covered in blood and sand. I don’t know if I stepped on dog shit or farted on my heel today. I didn’t hear crows when I went out. How can you be so unlucky?

Do I have to stick something to it at night?

Yu Ge let out a long sigh, and walked back to the fire on the rocky beach.

After setting the stone urn on the fire, Yu Ge went to the woods to cut some branches and pull some vines, and tied them together to build a simple drying rack with clothes hanging on it, and a fire underneath to make the clothes dry faster .

It is common practice to scavenge waste, eat and sleep in the open. There are some common tools in the car. Although the pots and pans are not complete, they are almost there. The sleeping bag is also stitched together by myself, but it is impossible to bring clothes.

It is unrealistic to change clothes outside. Often, if you change it one second, it will be dirty the next second. It is better not to change.

It is basically impossible to find a source of water to take a bath and wash clothes like today. I usually go out to pick up waste, and I don’t have to take a bath for a few days without getting a change of clothes. I can only take a bath and change my body after returning to the fortress under the pressure of Hawke’s search. clothing.

Every time I dragged my body full of mud back, I immediately lost three or four catties after taking a shower.

It's not too refreshing to be relaxed, happy physically and mentally, and then sleep in the dark.

It's a pity, don't think too much outside...

Yu Ge dried the clothes and threw some dead branches into the fire to make the fire more prosperous.

The temperature in the valley at night was low, and a gust of wind blew on Yu Ge's body covered with water droplets. The coolness that hit his face seemed to be deliberately teasing him, causing him to sneeze one after another.

Yu Ge sniffed, sat beside the fire and rubbed his body: "Hurry up, don't do it again... Ah Chi... I'm almost dying of cold."

Yu Ge squatted on the ground and huddled up to warm himself by the fire. Steam was bubbling from the stone urn beside him, and the worm skewers on wooden skewers also emitted bursts of fragrance.

"Oh, I almost forgot about these good things."

Yu Ge sucked his saliva, stepped to the side of the stone urn, took a deep breath of the aroma, then turned over the grilled worm meat skewers, carefully broke off half of the biscuits, crushed them vigorously and sprinkled them on the worm meat skewers, A smell of meat with a salty smell came to the face immediately.

Yu Ge leaned over to sniff it, and his saliva almost dripped down.

"Fuck! The fragrance is dead! This day is finally not in vain, hehe..."

Yu Ge picked up a bunch of worm meat skewers, and blew on his hot hands before putting it in his mouth, but he saw a car parked beside him.

It's already dark, and I don't know if the guy is awake or not.

Yu Ge suppressed his saliva and swallowed back, got up and walked over lightly.

As soon as he bent down and leaned into the car, he saw 1029 clutching his waist, staring straight at him with a pair of bright black eyes.

"Fuck, you're scary!"

Yu Ge rubbed his chest, panted while holding the basket of the car, "Can't you make a noise when you wake up? Do you know that this black light can easily scare people into heart attacks?"

Yu Ge babbled a lot, but 1029 didn't make a sound, just looked at him.

Yu Ge was only wearing a pair of underwear and a pair of shoes all over his body. He was not as muscular as 1029, and the muscle lines on his body were not clearly defined, but this faint hazy feeling made his lean figure a bit more confusing.

Some scars can be seen on his arms, chest, waist, abdomen and thighs, and the number is no less than that of soldiers who entered and left the battlefield.

"Water, do you want it? I think your lips are almost dry."

Yu Ge took out the kettle and poured a glass of water, holding 1029's head and slowly bringing it to his mouth: "Drink slowly, this is lukewarm water, it's a bit hot."

1029's lips stuck to the rim of the cup and accidentally touched Brother Yu's fingertips. The misty smell flowed along the warm water into his stomach and heart, like scattered raindrops on the dry land.

not enough……

Far from enough……

"Drink slowly, drink slowly, no one will grab you."

Yu Ge poured him another glass of water, wiped off the water stains that flowed down his chin, tightened the bottle cap and looked at him.

"Hey, how do you feel now? If you don't feel well, tell me quickly. If you die in my car halfway, I won't be responsible for collecting the body."

1029 leaned on the back of the chair and panted lightly. After a while, he slowly asked, "Where is my communicator?"

Yu Ge saw 1029 moving his lips, but he couldn't hear what he was saying, only the breathing intervals when he spoke.

1029 licked his lips, and said word by word: "Where is my communicator?"

"I don't know, I didn't see it." Yu Ge put the water bottle back on the back seat and said lightly.

"Hand over the communicator, it belongs to the military."

"If you say no, you don't have it. Your own things are gone and you come to me? I'm afraid you will lose face to your sentries if you say it."

Yu Ge glared at 1029 angrily.

What is this man!

Obviously I saved him, then stitched up the wound for him, helped him find food, and gave him water, and said "thank you" all the time, as if I owed him.

What communicator?

I just hide it and won't give it to you, how about it!

"Hand over the communicator," 1029 took a long breath, as if even breathing became a little painful, "Otherwise, what I promised you...is void..."

Row!

you are vicious!

"Give it, give it back to you."

Yu Ge gritted his teeth angrily, took out the 1029 communicator from the backpack in the back seat and threw it at him.

"Look at how stingy you are, you're almost dead and you still miss the communicator, you should be thrown in the combat vehicle to feed the zombies! It's a waste of so much gauze and cotton!"

1029 didn't speak, just tried to activate the communicator, tried twice and put it in his pocket when there was no response.

Hmph, it's a ghost if you react. Fortunately, I have the foresight to pull out the battery for you.

If I hadn't done anything, how would I have dared to hang around under the noses of you black dogs for so many years? !

Hahaha, dumbfounded!

Yu Ge leaned aside and admired 1029's helpless expression, not to mention how happy he was.

"Communicator, you moved your hands and feet..."

Yu Ge chuckled lightly: "Heh, are you asking questions or affirmative sentences?"

"It doesn't matter, I know you also have a communicator in your car."

"Communicator? Why don't I know?"

Yu Ge was stunned, he had no idea what 1029 was talking about?

It is impossible to install such advanced equipment as a communicator on his shabby modified car. Even if he could get one, he would have sold it to Hawke. It is impossible to keep it for himself. After all, he has no one to contact. It's easy to expose your whereabouts if you install it.

"Remember to hide your things before you lie next time..."

"Hey, don't press that!"

Before Yu Ge finished speaking, seeing 1029 Qiang propped himself up and pressed a button on the car, the car suddenly seemed to explode, and the deafening music rushed out of the speakers, almost collapsing the valley.

1029 tilted his head in pain, his face twisted strangely, as if he was being tortured while sitting on a tiger bench.

"This unlucky thing, why do you say that your hands are so short?"

Yu Ge sighed, hurriedly turned down the volume, and changed the song for him.

"Here, listen to this one. Before you finish listening to the song just now, your scalp will be burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, wrapped in egg liquid and bread crumbs, and the zombies next door will cry."

1029 didn't understand what Yu Ge meant, looked at the small black box embedded in the car body, and listened to some loud music.

The music is very light, slow, simple and melodious.

Just like the moonlight scattered in the quiet jungle, everything is silent, there is no sound everywhere, the white and cool cold light dispels the darkness, there is no fear, no anxiety, only endless loneliness and nostalgia.

Just like the smell of the person next to him.

"What's this?" 1029 asked.

"It's called a player. It's just used to play music, not a communicator," Yu Ge said. "That kind of high-end gadgets, we low-level humans who are running around to survive will not have it."

"play music?"

1029 was immersed in the tranquility, music, and pleasant smell, and couldn't help himself. He turned his head to look at Yu Ge, and he also had a satisfied expression on his face, shaking his head slightly.

"Is this sound music?"

"Yes." Yu Ge said.

"The previous one was also music?" 1029 asked.

"Uh... yes, yes."

Yu Ge smiled awkwardly, scratched his chin, and said, "However, the one just now was more intense, and I usually listen to it when I'm driving because I'm afraid I'll fall asleep."

1029 put his hand on the speaker with loose paint, and murmured in confusion: "No matter what kind, I haven't heard it before."

"Well, I guess so, how can someone who doesn't even know the player have heard music."

Yu Ge leaned against the car door, chuckled lightly, and asked, "Does it sound good?"

1029 looked at Yu Ge, and nodded slowly.

"Well, it sounds good..."