Doomsday Wonderland

Many tin cans rolled down onto the road, and the crisp impact sound spread far and wide. The labels affixed to the cans were all white and blurred, and the words on the labels were so eroded that they could not be read clearly. Bohemia picked up one that hit her knee, squinted at it for a moment, and read: "Fresh, fresh...what kind of soup?"

Yuan Xiangxi put down the robe that he had picked up just now and used it as a pocket, dusted it, walked over and took a look at the iron can that was rolling on the floor. "Fresh tomato soup," he said in a very confident tone, "definitely—wait a minute, I'll take a look."

"Who knows how long it has been since the end of the Big Bear City... Even if it's a can, it should have expired." Bohemia raised her head and glanced sideways at him, "You are willing to risk going back to get cans, why don't you get a can opener?"

Yuan Xiangxi also had a bad temper sometimes, and was very unhappy: "We are all evolutionaries, what do we need a can opener for?"

"Did you see that my hands evolved into saw-toothed blades?" Even if she could only sit on the ground to recuperate, it would not prevent Bohemia from shooting in her mouth. As she spoke, she looked for a blade to open the can: "If it weren't for Lin Sanjiu I don’t want to eat expired cans if I’m still alive or dead.”

"Fresh cockroach soup," Yuan Xiangxi pointed at the can in her hand and said, "That's right."

Knowing that he was farting with his mouth open, Bohemia still let go and threw away the can. The wounds all over her body were burning with pain, and the broken ankle bones made it impossible for her to sleep or move. There was only a living ghost Yuan Xiangxi who was brought back eight hundred years later. , is a puppet master who should never take the initiative to talk to him - she lay down again, glanced at the dead-like Lin Sanjiu next to her, and wanted to throw the can in his face: "It's all this vegetable's fault!"

Lin Sanjiu passed out after the tree root was cut off. It was already early this morning. But now the sun was setting over the mountains again, and she still showed no sign of waking up. Her breathing and heartbeat were normal, but the more Bohemia looked at her, the more she felt that her lifeless appearance at the moment was like an empty plastic bag, dying when there is no wind; when the wind blows, she will disappear with the wind. .

After taking her out, the puppet master looked at Lin Sanjiu for a while without saying a word.

On the road where several people met Lin Sanjiu, all the newly grown woods were completely scattered by the puppet master's burst of white light and turned into nothing. Although I don't understand what method he used, and why he didn't use it earlier. Naturally, Bohemia didn't dare to ask - but since there was no fence in that area, to be on the safe side, the few people decided to walk forward for a while before setting up camp.

They said they were setting up camp, but in fact, Lin Sanjiu and his wife's tents had long since disappeared in the white light along with the woods. The only one who survived was the puppet master's tall frame; they dismantled themselves early before the white light rose, and quickly climbed to the side of the road, waiting for the next call from their master. At this time, they were not far away, re-arranged the shape, set up the bed, and lowered the curtains - of course, it had nothing to do with the two injured patients.

The two injured people were lying side by side on the rough and hard road surface, with cans rolling around them.

Yuan Xiangxi thrust the blade into an iron can and muttered, "It's really hard to open" while glancing at Lin Sanjiu. "Well, if you cut off the roots of a tree, there is a high probability that she will die. That seems to make sense."

"Didn't you suggest cutting the roots of the tree in the first place?" Bohemia glared at him.

Yuan Xiangxi was speechless and lowered his head to compete with the jar. After a while, he whispered back: "...I have a pretty good memory."

After finally opening a few cans, Bohemia struggled to light a fire and became the only one eating dinner by the fire that night. Small holes were poked into the can, and it was hung with a long hairpin and hung over the fire to heat; after a while, a strange smell mixed with the smell of old vegetables and mold evaporated into the air.

Bohemia looked at the sticky gray-white paste in the jar. She couldn't open her mouth even though she mustered up the courage several times. Then she turned to look at Lin Sanjiu. Facing such delicious food, the latter still closed her eyes; the firelight, blown swaying by the wind, cast dancing shadows on her face, making her facial features seem to be constantly changing, giving her a false sense of A sense of life.

In fact, except for the soles of the feet that were dug out by tree roots, Lin Sanjiu had no injuries at all. But the more intact she was, the more Bohemia felt like there was nothing she could do - bones and wounds could be bandaged, so what could she do in the face of a vegetative state?

"Is it time to give her some water?" She was suddenly reminded by herself.

"That's right," Yuan Xiangxi nodded and said.

"Then... should it be fed from the mouth, or should it be dripped at the roots of the tree?"

"Try them all?"

"Come here," Bohemia pointed to her ankle, "My feet hurt."

Yuan Xiangxi is really a very gentle person. He filled some water with an empty iron can and sat down next to Lin Sanjiu. He tucked his long hair behind his ears, revealing a face that seemed to have been gently wiped by the moonlight, and examined Lin Sanjiu for a while. status. After placing her pillow on his knees, he gently pinched Lin Sanjiu's chin and asked her to open her mouth.

"it's useless,"

From behind the crimson curtain, the puppet master's cold voice suddenly came. "Water can't replace the vitality she lost."

"What should we do?" Yuan Xiangxi tilted his head in the direction where he was speaking, as if the deer was curious about the muzzle of the gun: "Come over and take a look."

Bohemia pretended not to hear.

"Throw away the water," the puppeteer sounded, as if he was enduring this guy who couldn't be killed and couldn't be made into a puppet. "Don't feed him with water or food."

Bohemia was stunned, feeling that she should say something, but how to say it would not sound like questioning the puppet master, and it was not easy to handle. When she was frowning and speaking, Yuan Xiangxi responded crisply. One sentence: "Then isn't she going to die?"

"You see," the puppeteer said with a sigh that sounded like admiration, "she's not as good as you. You know when you're going to die, and you die; she never had this consciousness."

Seeing Yuan tilting his head to the west and thinking for a while, Bohemia couldn't help it: "I'm not complimenting you."

"Oh," he hesitated for a moment, then gently put down the tin can in his hand.

After cutting off Lin Sanjiu's food and water, and traveling during the day and blowing in the wind at night, she seemed to be getting weaker and weaker day by day.

Every night before Bohemia closed her eyes, she would suspect that Lin Sanjiu would become dim and gray when she fell asleep, until she sank into the endless darkness of the night and ceased to exist when she opened her eyes. Bohemia was so disturbed by this thought that she could not sleep peacefully. She would wake up several times every night and put her hand on Lin Sanjiu's face, looking for the breath between her nose. One time, she was in a daze and touched Yuan Xiangxi's face for a long time. She was startled and woke up. As a result, because she cursed too loudly in the middle of the night, she and Yuan Xiangxi were beaten by the puppet master. It flew several steps away.

When Bohemia had the courage to ask what to do if life force was lost in this situation, the puppet master only replied with a few cold words: "There is no way."

So why don't we just let her drain out her life force and bring her down? What kind of way is this to save people?

Of course, you can't say this under any circumstances.

After trekking on the road for another two weeks, Bohemia began to feel that he might have to go with Lin Sanjiu. Along the way, they saw no one except for the occasional distant glimpse of people outside the highway fence; the forest was already sparse and extinct, but the mountains were still rolling. She had already passed the "hungry" stage, and was so desperate that she wanted to put everything in her mouth. If Yuan Xiangxi hadn't stopped her, she would have grabbed weeds and eaten them.

I don't know what day it was, but the puppet master suddenly asked them to stop.

Bohemia was leaning on a branch obtained from elsewhere as a crutch, and holding Lin Sanjiu with her other hand to prevent her from slipping off Yuan Xiangxi's shoulders; the latter was wheezing all the way, panting more than It took a lot of effort to walk, but when I heard the words, I stopped and read a book www. uukanshu.net Quickly pulled Lin Sanjiu down - "What's wrong? Did you find anything?" He turned around and asked naturally, as if the puppet master was an old friend.

The puppet master gave him a gloomy look, then turned his attention to Lin Sanjiu on the ground.

"It's harder to make her lose her vitality than to make the sewer clean up." He sneered, raised a hand, and lightly scratched the air with his fingers a few times. The strips of pitch-black leather kissing the skin on the back of his hand and wrapping around his fingers reflected wisps of light as he moved. "It seems I have no choice but to help her."

Although she hadn't eaten for a long time, Bohemia suddenly belched.

The puppet master seemed to have promised not to kill Lin Sanjiu, and Lin Sanjiu did survive regardless of how he danced. So she must have misunderstood, he would not kill Lin Sanjiu... He would have killed him long ago. But... what does "dissipating vitality" mean? Why did he want to drain Lin Sanjiu's life force?

"Well, sir," she said hesitantly, "how about I do it..."

Before he finished speaking, a stream of heavy air hit Lin Sanjiu's chest straightly.

The force of this blow was much stronger than it looked, and it immediately made her jump like a dead fish; the sound of her sternum cracking was so clear that even she could hear it. My bones also started to hurt. The two were startled and took a few steps back involuntarily. They were stunned for a moment.

Lin Sanjiu was beaten so hard that she rolled over, but she still didn't wake up. She lay motionless on the road, and Bohemia also stared at her motionless - after holding her breath for a while, and seeing that there was no blood spreading on the ground, Bohemia slowly exhaled half a breath; When he finished vomiting, it was stuck in his throat again.

Lin Sanjiu's back no longer rose and fell with breath.