Chapter 42 Mechanic

"Adult..."

Jin Xiyuan lifted the rain cap, and the rain splashed on his flat face, flowing down from the edge of his nose. He said nervously, "Li Wenlong and I left the wine... store two days ago. What will happen to the hotel after we leave? No... can... guarantee, but there is not much food left before we leave, only about five days. Right."

Five days?

Chen Qinghe's eyes flashed and stared at the back door of the hotel in the rain.

About 15 steps ahead, the back door of Ruyi Hotel is rusty, the bottom is buried under the collapsed earth rubble, and there are claw buckle marks left by several dead bodies on the door panel.

"Your Excellency, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Chen Qinghe was suddenly silent, Singh doubted.

"There is only one evolutionist in the hotel..."

"But the breath of life of "he" is a little strange, as weak as a candle in the wind. It seems that he has just woken up and has not fully survived the epidemic period--" Chen Qinghe's eyes are faint, and his perception clearly gives back to the situation in the hotel.

There are about twelve ordinary survivors, almost all concentrated in a room in the middle of the first floor. Four of them are emotionally fluctuating sharply, and there seems to be a conflict brewing.

Perception is like a thermal imager. For evolutionists, the feedback information will build an infographic with different colors in their minds - red represents irritability, orange represents peace, silver represents perseverance, blue represents tolerance, etc.

"The army... division should have left!"

"However, what's wrong with the weak-breathed evolutionist? Why didn't I feel it?"

Jin Xiyuan's expression was first nervous, but then surprised.

He did not have a harmonious relationship with Park Jae-wook, the No. 4 figure of the Gangwon Association. In addition to trading with the Vietnamese, Park Jung-ryong, the president of the Gangwon Association, wanted to train his son. As the No. 3 figure in the meeting, he had to go out to accompany him.

The reason why I met with Li Wenlong with Jin Hua Gang also means to avoid Park Jae-wook and others.

"Xiao Jin, can you be compared with the adult?"

Singh stretched out his hand and patted the South Korean on the shoulder, looking at him with contempt. Even if this guy was convinced by his wise and powerful adult, it was still difficult to change the inferiority of the stick.

"Uh--"

"Mr. Singh, what you said is..."

Jin Xiyuan was uncomfortable with the eyes of the Indians. He was sure that this guy was a complete ordinary person, but because of the "old qualification" of following the evil star boy, he did not dare to attack.

"It's good to know how to be modest!"

"If you want to compare with an adult who shines with great light like the sun, you are still 10,000 years old in the morning. We must clearly understand our small and humble existence!"

The Indians straightened their chests, just like taking out the red-party-member certificate, clasping their fists and swearing at a national badge, shouting inspiring slogans.

"..."

The corner of Jin Xiyuan's mouth**, nodded in agreement.

But compared with the shameless and lowly character of the Indians, he is like a single-celled caterpillar and the overlord dinosaur with an insurmountable gap. It is not a magnitude or a dimension at all.

"Let's go."

Chen Qinghe is not interested in listening to these two people's quarrels again.

He strode to the back door, held the cold L-shaped handle, and launched the black fire. Suddenly, the lock core of the iron door melted like maltose, red.

The rusty door shaft rotated, and Chen Qinghe's right arm gradually increased until the back door was completely opened, and the corridor of the hotel's dark supermarket was imprinted into his eyes.

It is very damp and wet inside. The spider crack wall is seeping with sewage. Dirty clothes and shoes can be seen everywhere in the aisle, as well as dumping abandoned hotel furnishings and sundries.

The air has a faint musty smell.

Chen Qinghe stepped into the corridor, took out a flashlight from his backpack, pushed off the power switch, and stood in front of the door and looked at the dead corridor with strong light. His hearing was very keen, and he could hear the sound of the dispute made by the survivors in the middle section of the first floor.

But he is not in a hurry to see what happened.

The ordinary survivor is not worth paying attention to him at all. What he cares about is the weak breath of the evolutionist, and of course the Vietnamese who are not sure whether to leave.

South Koreans and Indians walked in casually.

"Do you remember who stayed there?"

Chen Qinghe closed the heavy rusty iron door, squinted at the South Koreans in the dark, raised the flashlight and set the strong light in the toilet not far from the back door. The weak breath of the evolution he felt was where the source was there.

"I don't know... Chu."

Jin Xiyuan shook his head slightly.

Since they occupied the hotel and drove the original Chinese to the first floor, except for the Vietnamese, the South Koreans have hardly cared about the Chinese.

Chen Qinghe withdrew his eyes and walked to the toilet without saying a word.

"Useless guy!"

Singh despised the South Koreans and hurriedly followed.

squeak, squeak - the sound of muddy plastic soles rubbing in the dampness. They walked into the toilet, and the flashlight swept through the washbasin, and finally stopped in front of the door of the men's toilet.

The door panel has many shoe prints, which have obviously been kicked hard.

Knock, knock.

Chen Qinghe knocked on the toilet door. No matter who the owner of the faint breath was, he decided to contact it first.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

There is still no reaction in

.

Knock, knock.

Chen Qinghe was not impatient and continued to knock on the door.

But there has never been a slightest reaction in it, which puzzles him. Could it be that the "evolutionary" in it sensed two similar species, so he was afraid of not to appear?

After knocking on the door several times, Chen Qinghe frowned slightly.

Since the other party doesn't want to come out to see him, he takes the initiative.

- Black fire ability, launch.

As in the same scene as the back door, it melted like malt sugar with the lock core. Chen Qinghe pushed the door slightly, and the rusty door shaft made a difficult turning sound because of the humidity.

When the door is fully opened.

Lin Shuishan, who was holding a simple blowing arrow, his weak face, which was nervous in the dark, was imprinted into the eyes of the three people, but at this moment, Chen Qinghe was suddenly shocked and even screamed uncertainly.

"Is it... you?"

Chen Qinghe couldn't believe it and looked at the girl in front of him.

He inhaled secretly several times before he was sure that his eyes were correct. This face was matched with this bright red scarf, especially the pair of clear eyes, which was very much like a character in his memory.

The girl did not retreat, holding the arrow and was ready to attack at any time.

If there is no string of knocks on the door, the visitor is not a face she knows. She has launched an attack at the first time and will never have a trace of hesitation.

"Your Excellency, what's wrong with you?"

When Singh stepped forward, Chen Qinghe reacted abnormally, which made him and South Koreans realize that the girl in front of him was not simple and was by no means as ordinary as they imagined.

"..."

Chen Qinghe did not answer, and his eyes flashed.

This is the first time since his return that he has met an acquaintance in his previous life (not a classmate). Although the other party does not know him now, he always remembers the girl in front of him.

Lin Shuishan.

If there is no accident, his encounter with her will be at least two years after the end of the world. At that time, she was completely awakened and was already a very terrible existence among evolutionists.

Mechanic, ability mechanical engineering!

Unlike general offensive or defensive evolutionists, she is a rare special evolutionist. In addition to the need for dark energy, she also needs huge resources to be supported, so as to fully show the potential and horror of her ability.

Chen Qinghe clearly remembers that two years later, there was a monster tide that attacked the fortress city. At that time, the monster tide was completely different from today. There were a large number of monsters above the T-4 level in the monster tide, which were vast to destroy the civilized fire controlled by the human government.

In the face of this monster tide of millions and tens of millions of units, even the most powerful evolutionists are somewhat discredited, because this is no longer a super war between races and races.

But it's this super war!

But it made this teenage girl the most dazzling existence. In the bloody battle between human beings and monsters for ten days, the whole fortress city was bleeding like a river, and the corpses piled up like mountains, becoming a veritable "meat grinder", but the battle situation was always sticky.

A "mechanical death" with a number of 100,000 is like the terminators of mechanical warriors in the movie. They come out of the fortress city and crush the endless monsters with the help of super-era weapons. In the most bloody and efficient way, they repelled the monster tide in just one day and guarded the fortress. City.

This is the miracle of her ability!

Even because of her existence, it greatly accelerated the end of the monster's invasion of the earth.

"Don't be nervous, we won't hurt you."

Chen Qinghe had infinite emotions in his heart. He said in a gentle tone as much as possible.

"Who are you?"

Lin Shuishan opened his first mouth, and his voice was faintly trilled.

Although she could feel that the other party was not hostile, the sudden arrival of three strangers was still too much of a psychological burden for an 11-year-old girl.

"Of course, it's a stranger you don't know."

"We're here to see if we can find someone."

Chen Qinghe smiled. He knew a little about the girl's past and had a good understanding of her personality.

Although the girl is still very young at present.

Far from being different from age after two years, and there is no keen sense of insight, but this does not affect Chen Qinghe's adult communication with her.

"Some people?"

Lin Shuishan bent his eyebrows and frowned slightly.

She clenched the simple blowing arrow in her little hand, with a trace of looseness, not as vigilant as at the beginning.

"For example, Vietnamese--"

Chen Qinghe narrowed his eyes slightly and said.

Vietnamese!

Lin Shuishan was secretly surprised that the strength of those Vietnamese people and the whole Survivors of Ruyi Hotel had experienced it first-hand, which was not something that ordinary people could deal with at all.

Huh?

Chen Qinghe suddenly looked gloomy and found something.

There was a very weak breath just now, fluctuating in the dark shadow behind the girl. This is by no means Lin Shuishan's breath, but the breath that can only be emitted by the evolutionist who has survived the epidemic period. But what surprised him is that the breath is so hidden that he needs to be so close to feel it.

If you are another evolutionist, you may not have any feeling at all!

- There are evolutionists hiding here!