My Bro Transmigrated

Saturday, May 16.

Sure enough, our supplies are consumed very quickly. Although it can last for a few days, it is dangerous if it is not replenished.

I can't wait until the supplies are exhausted before replenishing.

That way our physical strength will not be replenished and we will be even more flustered.

I think I'm getting used to this kind of life now, and I even know how to make plans!

what!

Maybe Lao Tzu is really a genius for survival?

When I read novels before, there was such a theory that some people’s talents need to be stimulated in a very bad living environment. I think we are the kind of people. Hahahaha~

It’s obviously not enough to go outside to search for materials now, but there are many rooms in this building. Most of these rooms are now empty. I was thinking about them in the refuge. Isn’t it a hindrance to use something in that room? After all, I fell down for the dedication of the people.

Huh, when I came back, I found some materials, but the security door was really difficult to pry.

But don't worry about supplies in a short time.

...

Monday, May 18.

The mother and daughter called Zhang Hejing and the daughter Zhou Xiaoyu.

Follow me, hahaha!

Since saving this mother's life seems more interesting than before... It is one thing. Now, when water resources are so tight, even a little water is needed to wash and wipe the body every day.

Water is hard to find, okay.

But it's good to have such a clean two girls at home to keep an eye on them?

...

Wednesday, May 20.

I seem to really like this kind of life.

No need to save money to buy a car or a house, no need to think about what to do in the future, and no need to think about what kind of person you will be, no need to live in the eyes of others, now, as long as you can live, it is fine.

It seems that a lot of shackles came loose from the body.

But Xiaoyu has always had a fever recently. I looked at it. There were several wounds and pus on her body. One of them was very deep and had a few holes. Should it be bitten when she was hiding before? Fortunately, those are monsters, not zombies, otherwise they will be worried.

The resistance of the children is always weak, and there is no medicine at home. The nearest pharmacy is also downstairs at the shop, at least 500 meters away...

Oh shit!

Then Xiao Xiaoyu called my uncle with a smile, and I had to save her!

After noon, I told Jingjing to go out to find medicine. She said she was worried about me and wanted to go with me. I refused.

Now I need to prepare something and go out.

...

Wednesday evening, May 20.

Gan Gan!

When was there a gang of monsters near the community on this side of mom?

Gan!

I was found. I'm hiding in a private gymnasium. The place where I live is across the street. But the dozen monsters are wandering on the street. I can't get through it!

Xiaoyu is still waiting for me to go back.

Quietly waiting for me, I can't flutter here!

Dahua!

clam down!

Come to think of any way!

Correct!

It's a slap!

As long as I run fast enough, the monster can't catch up with me!

I can go back!

wait for me!

...

Wednesday night, May 20.

I'm on the rooftop, the wind is so strong here, I'm a little cold.

I'm troubled by the weather in the provincial capital! It's obviously cold in the evening in May...I want to go home, I want to see Xiaoyu running around, I want to see the story of holding Xiaoyu quietly and giving her a call.

Grinning...

I can not go back.

But I sent the medicine back with some water and biscuits; I will be gone... I hope they can last longer.

I have always heard gunshots and fighting sounds outside recently, should there be rescue teams?

We haven't given up on us above... It's great, but I can't wait.

The monster is scratching the door behind me, the sound seems a little weak... Are they going to go?

No, no!

What if they go to Jing Jing and Xiao Yu's door?

I have to open the door!

Hey!

Zhou Dahua! Your horse riding is a shame!

Are you alive?

Shabi!

Shabi! ! !

Forget it,

This is not the first time I have done a pen, and it is not bad this time.

People must look like people.

When everyone saw this place, their mood was uncontrollable and low...the diary was gone here, and there was blood on it.

The diary is not very long, but through this diary they seem to see a person's life; how many people in this ravaged earth now persist as hard as the owner of this diary?

Feelings of guilt, anger, pain, resentment, etc. are blocked in everyone's chest,

Churning,

Fermenting,

Gradually it became a poisonous fire, making them uneasy and eager to do something now.

Sister Fengli covered her eyes and propped her arms on her knees as if she would not collapse suddenly; and Ye Yu looked at it and found that the last page of the diary was stuck to the next piece of paper.

He carefully opened the two pieces of paper slowly, revealing the large characters smeared with red blood on the next piece of paper!

The handwriting was scribbled and striking:

Humanity,

Will win.

This is the best pen left by the owner of this diary.

Ye Yu was holding her diary, and was dumbfounded.

Sister Fengli raised her eyes when she heard the movement, and after taking a deep breath, she finally couldn't hold her back and red eyes.

She covered her eyes again, opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but her throat was now blocked, shaking for a long time before squeezing out a sentence: "Let's... win."

Take these monsters on the ground and those in the spirit world, all!

Kill!

Otherwise, how can we console those lovely people who have passed away in the crisis?

Li Yao pursed her lips and followed, "Well, we will win, I said."

He doesn't have a loud voice,

But he was exceptionally firm.

Old Man Lu sitting in the innermost room could not help but looked up at Li Yao. He looked carefully and finally saw something different in Li Yao's eyebrows.

That is something called "duty".

call……

This kid has grown up.

Perhaps he is very stubborn and has not always agreed with Li Yao's method of keeping himself alone. In his view, Li Yao should have taken up the corresponding responsibility since he has such a great ability, otherwise he would be blind to killing the dragon.

This seems a bit of abduction.

But he recognized this death.

He did it himself.

Since the accidental encounter on Gulou Road, Li Yao has seen every change in his eyes: from resisting contact with face-walled people at first, to limited contact later, and then starting to take the initiative to help...but he always lacks enough subjective initiative .

This is called motivation.

And now,

He felt that kind of energy from Li Yao~www.wuxiaspot.com~ That energy seemed to be the power brewed by the deep-sea volcanoes, and the majestic energy of the terrestrial fire never died down even under the pressure of the endless sea pressure. Trying to make a tsunami crash.

Ok,

it is good!

After Li Yao finished speaking, he got up and greeted everyone to prepare for dinner.

The atmosphere of this meal was not very active. Later, Li Yao took the lead in breaking the ice. After catching Lin Xiaoxi's bad words, the atmosphere became cheerful on the table. The big guys sitting together under the candlelight in the tavern seemed extremely warm, as if they were at the end of the last century There will also be a power outage.

Whenever there is a power outage, the adults and children of the family will sit together, lit candles and fan fans, talking about short gossips among their parents, and the children are haunting adults to tell stories.

When adults are impatient, they will tell ghost stories and play hand shadows for children.

That kind of picture came out of the memory,

It makes the big guy gradually unclear whether the person is in the memory, or the memory shines into reality.

Just when the big guy had a conversation, Li Yao suddenly sat up straight and looked at the roof... No, his eyes were farther, his eyes looked farther through the roof!

...

The book friend Ukiyo Mayfly said: I don't understand the use of writing these diaries.

Many book friends may have similar questions.

I can’t pretend that I haven’t fought yet, and the plot is boring... It’s the angle I found after thinking hard. I need it to show this upheaval. I need it as a turning point. I need to use it to support me. Mo describes the flesh and blood of the post-dramatic change of the world... There are many reasons.

can,

the most important is:

I want to write some lovely people, lovely stories.

I hope I did it.

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