Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

Chapter 8: stronghold

Choosing a room on the second floor is the result of careful consideration. When we looked at the street view, we saw some monsters coming and going between the high-rise buildings. For them with powerful sports functions, the large iron gate of the courtyard and the four-meter high wall can't block it at all. Moreover, although we did not find anything wrong on the first floor and the courtyard, there is no guarantee that nothing will be drilled from the ground.

In this strange and strange world, we are extremely vigilant about any unimagined hypothesis.

The second floor is five meters high from the ground. This distance can avoid many invasions from the surface and high altitude. At least it can delay the arrival of danger and allow you to react in time. We made the suggested alarms with empty tanks and ropes and set them in the corridors and stairwells. We also use tables, chairs and cabinets as obstacles to cleverly set up on the steps. If it is the most critical time, we can jump out of the stronghold directly without falling.

After cleaning the rooms in the building, we got enough food for three days, mostly fast food and snacks. I also took tools like flashlights, wrenches and knives. In addition, a total of 37 limestones were evenly split with Fujiang, and I got one more than her.

Although only I can make gray stone, the idea of ​​monopolizing gray stone was strangled as soon as it sprouted. It is extremely unwise behavior, and there is a sentence in my many mottos: a moment of greed will bring long-term losses.

I need the power of Fu Jiang, and Fu Jiang also needs my strength. We are partners and comrades-in-arms. If I have a small belly, how can I expect her to be generous? Trust is a kind of gambling. I have to pay first, and I think I have always had a good vision of people.

While working, Fu Jiang used graystone as a jelly bean and occasionally threw one into his mouth, sending out bursts of satisfaction and blushing moans. This is a big problem for a boy who is in adolescence.

"Don't eat anymore." I frowned and said, "I think you are like an addict now."

"That won't work. I'm counting on it."

"What?" I looked at Fu Jiang in surprise, what she said was headless.

"I have a game three days later and I am a strong opponent, so it would be better to take advantage of this opportunity."

"what match?"

Fu Jiang's eyes looked strange.

"It has nothing to do with model excellent students." She said so.

Is really appetizing, I throw her a blind eye.

"Come on, I won't be surprised."

"No, of course you will."

"I said no" ... "

"Black fist." She quickly interrupted me to say a word.

I didn't take it seriously at first, and didn't turn around for a while.

"Black fist? What black fist?"

"Fight in the black market of underground gambling."

"What !?" I woke up and stared at Fujiang incredulously.

Fujiang looked like he didn't care, he cut the wood with an electrician's knife, from time to time he flattened the wood in front of his eyes, and measured some values ​​with his eyes. She insists on making a strong crossbow with the tools and materials at hand, but before she succeeds, I remain skeptical of her ability.

"I rely on it to eat." She said in a plain tone.

"Deception. You are a graduate student."

"Graduate students can't eat as a meal." Fu Jiang shrugged: "The graduate student's life is very bitter, and I can't stand it. I have to spend a lot of money on eating, wearing, and playing well."

I also heard about the hard work of graduate students, but it seems that not all graduate students are the same. There are many shady scenes, but what does this have to do with me? What I care about is that she chose to fight with black fist to make money, which seems a little bit of water in her head.

"You can find a good job casually?"

"Of course, but that's too much trouble." Fu Jiang turned his head contemptuously: "I'm going to fight a black boxing, and if I take a tap, there will be 5 million. It's not so fast to earn money after serious work."

five million!

I doubt whether I can earn this amount in my whole life. In addition, my monthly pocket money is only one hundred yuan, which has been envied by many students. The amount of money that Fu Jiang mentioned seemed to me like a wave of dizziness, and it was not real.

"Women's fighting?"

"Not all, most of the time it is indiscriminate fighting, no gender distinction."

"This, this, isn't it dangerous?"

"Yes." Fu Jiang smiled a cynical smile at the corner of his mouth. The right hand turned me into a pistol and clicked on me: "Danger can bring wealth, as long as you can win, no problem."

Is it okay as long as you can win? This woman never seems to think about failure.

I used to imagine our similarity, but I seemed to be wrong. Our personality and values ​​are not in the same path at all. Danger can indeed bring wealth, but I pay more attention to their cost performance, and I will choose a more secure and profitable industry.

"What if you can't win?"

"It's a stupid question." Fu Jiang replied in this way: "Failure is death, no need to consider at all."

Is a very extreme value, I do n’t know what to say. Everyone has their own choices and hardships. Fujiang is an adult compared to me. I do n’t think we should be talkative about such personal issues. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

I ended this dangerous topic and put my attention back to my work. My division of labor is to close the windows of the room and reinforce them with wooden boards, and then draw thick curtains to avoid being caught by monsters when using kerosene lamps and flashlights at night. So far, it is unclear how they respond to light.

It wasn't until seven o'clock in the evening that I finished my work, tired and sweaty, and my arm sore as if I was twitching. Fu Jiang laughed at my lack of physical strength, and I was too lazy to reply. I had passed my usual time for dinner and was hungry.

Wandered between the gray stone and the food for a while, and tore the packaging of chocolate and chips.

If the gray stone is just used to fill the stomach, it is too wasteful, although it can really fill the stomach.

This thing is very similar to the fairy bean in the comic "Dragon Ball" that can instantly heal the wound and restore physical strength in terms of healing wounds and restoring physical strength. Although the appearance is the texture of stone, I sometimes wonder if it is inorganic or not.

"Is the window reinforced?" Fu Jiang asked.

"of course."

"No zombies can break through, no light can leak?"

"Yes."

"Why don't you make cup noodles?" Fu Jiang came up and put a portable gas stove in front of me. I have only seen this style of gas stove in the picture. It should be used for camping. She fiddled with it a few times, and the light blue flame rose from the hive.

The gradually deep night, the dark room, the shadow is jumping. Fu Jiang's face seemed very calm in the luminous fire. In this closed room, which was not wide, I accidentally found a unique kind of tranquility.

"Okay, cup noodles." I said, and then I found cup noodles, which are Yangchun brand beef noodles, but of course there is no beef in them.

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