I really don't want to cross

Chapter 8 The Coming Hell

After talking, Wood became acquainted with this tobacco man.

The uncle's name is very interesting, it's called Dao Sui. At first, Wood thought it was a rice ear.

Probably the uncle's family wanted to eat rice.

I heard from Uncle Daosui that, like himself, he also came from other occupied stations. There was only one daughter in his family, and she was pregnant for more than nine months. As for the son-in-law... he had already become Kabane.

This also made Wood understand the cruelty of this world better.

However, the news obtained from Uncle Dao Sui is not of much value.

This kind of slum area is too far away from the center of Xianjin Station, and news rarely circulates here, and what ordinary families like Uncle Dao Sui only care about is the news of the distribution of supplies.

Talking from dusk to night, Wood only knew that this was the westernmost part of Xianjin Station, and it was next to the suspension bridge between Ximen and Juncheng.The news of some value is only that the supply has been delayed, which is said to be due to the retreat of the front line.

Fortunately, from Uncle Dao Sui, he knew which direction Juncheng would stop after entering the Xianjin Station, and it can't be said that he got nothing.

But it didn't take long for Wood to feel bad.

Looking at the empty small broken house in front of him, he clutched his hungry stomach with his right hand.

Wood realized that he was thinking too far. The most important thing at the moment was how to fill his stomach. Otherwise, before Kabane came, he might be starved to death in this world.

Bang, bang, bang...

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

Who would it be so late?
Wood's expression changed slightly. Could it be that someone doubted himself and called the samurai here?
This is not impossible. After all, there are still many loopholes in his lies, his skin color is so strange, and a strange weapon is still fixed in his left hand. If Wood himself sees such a person, he will feel that this is a suspicious person.

Moreover, people here are very wary of strangers, so they might not do such a thing.

But asking him to remove the only life-saving capital, Gatling, Wood would never do it. Anyway, he was going to never remove Gatling even if he was eating, sleeping, and going to the bathroom before the ammunition ran out.

Although it is very heavy, with his current physique, it is no different from holding it or not holding it.

At most, it is difficult to take off the pants with one hand and help Little Wood, but it doesn't matter if you pee on your body.This kind of apocalypse doesn't care whether he is clean or not. If jumping into the cesspit can save his life, Wood feels that he can swim in the cesspit naturally.

"Little Wood, are you already asleep?"

Uncle Daosui's voice outside interrupted Wood's cranky thoughts, and his tense body relaxed.

Going forward to open the door, looking at Uncle Daosui outside the door, Wood was a little puzzled: "Uncle Daosui, why are you here?"

Dao Sui smiled, and looked through Wood at the house where you could see the panorama at a glance, and shook his head: "It seems to be the same as what I thought, you can't make a fire to cook here at all, I just made some Food, do you want to come and eat together?"

eat together?

Wood's expression was slightly startled, and he stared blankly at Uncle Dao Sui.

Although I have only been here for a day, I have never ridden a pig but I have seen a pig run. Food is undoubtedly the most important thing in this kind of doomsday, and Uncle Dao Sui has mentioned the delay in supplies before.

This uncle...

The old man is a little over.

Wood didn't know whether he was moved, or...contemptuous, or both.

good old man-

There is no doubt that this is the group of people that Wood despises the most.

There are two types in detail.

On the surface, he is always thinking of others, but in fact he is very selfish. The external image of a good person becomes a kind of performance and performance, commonly known as a hypocrite.

I don't feel disgusted with this kind of Wood, because he also plays a hypocrite from time to time, which makes it easier for him to survive.

The other kind is the real good old man, and it is also the kind of person that Wood despises the most.This kind of person will really sacrifice himself to make others better, everything revolves around other people's needs, everything he does depends on the eyes of others, especially wronged himself, dare not express his opinions, and live a very hard life.

but……

I have to admit that at the same time as being contemptuous, he was still touched a little.

Wood smiled, shook his head and said, "No need, Uncle Daosui, I'm not hungry at all."

Dao Sui was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, looked at Wood suspiciously, then walked around him to look inside the room carefully, and asked doubtfully, "Aren't you really hungry? Don't worry, uncle won't charge you money."

"Haha, Uncle Dao Sui, where are you going? I'm really not hungry at all. I just ate before I came here."

Dao Sui looked carefully at Wood's smiling face when he heard the words, and finally nodded: "Well, if you are hungry, come to Uncle's place. There is nothing else, but I still have a dumpling and a bowl of dumpling juice."

Seeing Wood nodding, Uncle Dao Sui turned and left.

Watching the figure gradually disappear in the night, the smile on Wood's face also gradually disappeared, shaking his head and closing the door behind him.

"Tsk, after encountering this system, my life has really been messed up, and now I start to worry about what to eat." Wood felt aggrieved, why this broken system fell on him.

With a curl of his lips, Wood simply didn't think about it so much, and he didn't think it was dirty, he just lay down on the bed and started to sleep, carrying a big ammunition box on his back, so he could only lie on his stomach.

He was really tired. Ever since he heard that the system was going to force him to travel, Wood hadn't rested. He had been preparing for the things he wanted to bring, although in the end it was just a waste of time.

When I came here, I didn't take a break for the first time, and my mind didn't even rest for a minute.

Not long after lying down, Wood had already fallen into a deep sleep.

But he slept until the noon of the next day.

'Beep beep beep beep——! '

The sharp and piercing sound of the siren woke up Wood from his sleep. Before he could fully wake up, he jumped out of the bed. He was relieved when he saw the bright sky outside.

With a wry smile, Wood scratched his chicken coop-like hair.

Are you a little too nervous?
wrong!

Wood's hands froze, and then he rushed out of the room.

just that...

There is absolutely no mistake, it must be the whistle of Juncheng.

After rushing out of the room, Wood found that there were many people standing on the street, obviously also talking about the siren sound just now.

Seeing Wood coming out, the crowd gave Wood a strange look.

It's no wonder that Wood's complexion and dress are so eye-catching.

However, the people here should also know that he moved in yesterday. Apart from the strangeness, he was not as vigilant as yesterday, so he looked away after a glance.

"Which Juncheng did the siren sound just now come from?"

"Don't care about which Juncheng, I only care about whether there will be supplies in it. If there are no supplies, my family will almost run out of food."

"I just took a look at the track with a telescope, and it seems to be the Iron Castle."

"How could it be the Iron Fortress? I went to the central area yesterday, and I happened to hear those samurai chatting, saying that Fuso Castle will arrive with supplies tonight, and that the Iron Fortress will arrive tomorrow?"

"It may be that a certain station has fallen again. The battle line has been shortened. It is not impossible for a station to fall. I just hope that Kabane will not get in."

"..."

Wood's expression sank, he turned and left the crowd silently, and returned to the temporary hut.

There is nothing wrong.

The Kotetsu Castle arrived ahead of time, and Juncheng would also arrive at the Xianjin Station at night.

It's going to be hell here tonight.

Thinking of this, Wood couldn't help but start to tremble.

Trembling uncontrollably.

Fear was like a quagmire, covering Wood's whole body.

will die--

One will die if one is not careful.

Now Wood just wanted to escape to the place where Juncheng was staying, but the only sliver of reason left told him that this was not possible!

Because there must be samurai guarding the Juncheng stop now, and going there rashly will arouse suspicion, especially when Juncheng is entering the station and all the samurai are extremely nervous, I will definitely be arrested if I dress up like this.

Those samurai didn't distinguish between inside and outside the city when arresting people. Even the maintenance personnel of Juncheng were imprisoned for some words and deeds. Even if they killed the wrong person, they would not have the slightest guilt.

Watch the timing!

I had to watch the timing right, and run towards the direction where Juncheng was staying immediately after dark.

Ok?
Suddenly, Wood seemed to catch a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, and when he turned around, he saw a leaf-wrapped thing on the stove without a pot.

Wood stepped forward to pick up the leaf and looked at it, and found that it was a dumpling. He couldn't help showing a wry smile on his face.

(A dumpling and a bowl of dumpling juice, I still have them here.)
After hesitating for a while, Wood didn't eat it, but put the dumpling in the pocket of his protective suit.

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(End of this chapter)