There is a convenience store in the last days

Chapter 319 Duan Heng (Small episode)

In the noisy simulation training workshop, everyone is cheering for the end of the internship period. Only one person is wearing a welding mask and holding a laser rod in his hand. He is tinkering with an old car part with a focused expression.

"I'll go eat some grilled skewers later~" Mechanic A whispered to the young man, his eyes were flexible and his tone was brisk.

Duan Heng is still working without any indication. Although he earns very little after completing an order during the internship period, he will also give him 20 yuan.

Seeing that he was ignoring him, Mechanic A curled his mouth, moved to his side, and poked his arm, "I'm leaving here tomorrow, have you figured out where to submit your resume?"

He held down the auto parts underneath so that the opponent's left hand could rest for a while.

"No." The cold voice, through the welding mask, carried a faint magnetic voice.

"Why don't you go find one with me? Anyway, it's the same. I know a big brother. He has connections and a good job to introduce. It's much better than being angry in the unit."

Duan Heng took off his mask, his dark eyes were deep and cold, and a small piece of black paint was stained by the mask on his forehead.

"No need." He walked to the utility table to the side, picked up half a bottle of water, bit the cap off the bottle with his teeth, and drank it in one gulp.

Mechanic A watched him drink water, and sighed more than once, this young man looks really good, and his dirty and loose overalls can't hide his noble demeanor.

"Oh." He said calmly, as if he didn't care at all.

"Then go take a look tomorrow?" Mechanic A said cautiously, subconsciously wanting to consider the other party's mood.

"Money, is there a lot of money?" Duan Heng crushed the plastic bottle and threw it into the trash can next to it.

Technician A was a little dazed, "It's not bad, it's much better than here, your craftsmanship is so good, at least you have to pay two or three hundred for one order." As he spoke, he secretly glanced at his face, lest he would be dissatisfied .

Wait, he is obviously recommending jobs, why should he worry about other people's feelings?
Mechanic A patted his forehead.

Duan Heng's work efficiency was very high, and he hardly stopped to rest. When others were messing around, he repaired and made five parts by himself.

When it's time to get off work, stop what you're doing.

Everyone else was in a group, and he returned to the staff dormitory alone. After a simple wash, he took out two bags of bread and a book wrapped in a layer of gray paper from the box under the table.

Climb up to the roof, lean against the wall, and open the book in your hand while eating bread.

The book is clearly in good condition, new, with no signs of wrinkling.

Looking at the unclear fonts on the pages, he could still eat the bread at first until he turned to one of the pages.

The unfinished bread was squeezed tightly by him, making it into lumps.

He didn't have the patience to continue flipping through the remaining pages, and looked directly at the last sheet.

(To be continued) A few words are printed on the last page.

Just when he was about to put down the book and throw away the pieces of bread in his hand, he saw a white object falling on the ground of the rooftop not far away.

Glittering in the sunlight, crystal clear, as bright as gems.

He patted his hand that was covered with bread crumbs clean, walked over, and reached out to pick it up.

It wasn't the solid metal as expected, but a pool of bird droppings.

Looking at the sticky bird droppings stained on his fingertips, he was silent for a moment, "Damn it."

With another clean hand, he quickly took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his fingers clean.

Then he sniffed his fingers tremblingly, rolled his eyes slightly upwards, and almost fainted from the smell.

He lowered his head and retched twice, and stepped on a book that hurt his feet.

Originally, after reading the book, the person with the same name and surname as myself had such a bad time, and the feeling of depression that was born was suddenly magnified infinitely because of the mistake of sticking to bird feces.

He stomped the book under his feet fiercely, cursing, "Fuck your little Huang Wen, what the hell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the book on the sole of his foot seemed to have turned into a piece of brown sugar, sticking sticky to the sole of his foot.

Duan Heng kicked it twice, but he didn't kick it away. He angrily took off his shoes, and childishly threw them away along with the book.

But the book did not fall on the ground, only a shoe was lying alone in the distance.

Duan Heng only felt a burst of golden thunder and lightning above his head, and the book that was supposed to fly out hung high above his head, and the pages of the book rustled.

He looked up and was sucked into a purple-gray vortex on the page.

Then the book wrapped in the gray book cover fell to the ground again, and the book cover on it gradually dissipated, revealing the original title of the book, "One Hundred Ways to Make Mom Angry".

Mechanic A waited for a long time but did not find anyone, so he climbed up to the roof, where Duan Heng used to eat alone here.

In the end, I only found a book and pieces of bread scattered on the ground, and my heart skipped a beat.

He tremblingly looked down the roof twice, but he didn't see anyone, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he did not commit suicide.

This Duan Heng is too withdrawn, both in school and in practice, he has a good looks, but he has the aura of not getting close to strangers, he is so cold as hell, he doesn't have a single friend.Only a little kindness like myself will recommend him a job. He is really a kind person, hehe~
Duan Heng felt his eyes darkened, dizzy, and many scenes appeared in a trance.

In the next second, he was standing in the middle of the road with one foot bare, the sound of car horns, and the shouting of noisy passers-by followed.

A man covered in blood grabbed the middle-aged man who was carrying a briefcase right in front of him, and his sharp fangs dug into the middle-aged man's neck.

Its eyes were red, and its skin had many ulcerated lupus.

Duan Heng looked at it expressionlessly for a while, then in a daze he picked up a broken iron road sign on the ground and moved it slowly with a limp.

These creatures that cannot be called human are somewhat like the zombies in the few zombie movies I have seen.

Taking advantage of the chaos, he carefully read the writing on the building beside him.

He took out the phone from his pocket, but it seemed to be broken, the font on it became incomplete, and even the date couldn't be read.

He broke into a 'Jinpu' milk tea shop whose name he hadn't heard of, and there were also two humanoid creatures that had turned into monsters, rushing towards him with teeth and claws.

Duan Heng clenched the iron rod in his hand, and when they were about to approach, the rod went down.

The stench of cold black blood spattered his face.

The touch is incredibly real.

This time he was sure that he had passed through, because of the two people who fell to the ground, a gleaming spar slipped out of one of the broken heads.

It's the zombie prism!
Although he has never seen the real appearance, he only saw the description in the bloody book he read before, but considering the current situation and the abnormal phenomenon in the previous book, he knew that he might have passed through the book.

At this time, regardless of the bird feces still stuck to his hands, he picked up the lady's backpack on the table, rushed forward to put away the food on the counter, and two cups of ready-made milk tea, put them in, and started to work hard. Collect supplies.

If he really transmigrated into the apocalyptic world in that book, then the most precious thing now would be food.

Although he didn't read the whole book because of the male protagonist with the same name and surname as himself in the original book because of the male villain and so on, he knew it was a tragic story.

If you want to survive, you must save yourself!

So he wandered in this unknown world for a year without leaving the city. He searched all the shops and residential buildings in the whole city, and lived on the remaining food for a year.

If he was really wearing that book, then in order to avoid meeting that person and avoid another tragedy, he would have to stay away from the original plot line in the book.

The days of being unexamined passed by day by day.

Suddenly one day, when he was running away, trying to get rid of the zombies licking their tongues, he saw a shop with flashing lights in a quiet dilapidated alley.

The orange light was very warm, and after a year of hard work and coldness, it seemed that it was warmed by this ray of light, so he pushed open the glass door...

　Duan Heng cried pitifully: You, don't come here, I'm a child of a good family, I'm super obedient.

　　Lou Jingmo's Big Bad Wolf: Hmph, I'm not interested in a chick like you.

　　As he said that, he turned around and stared at the girl who was talking and laughing at Yanyan, with a paranoid and dull light in his eyes.

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　　Da da da, I'm back, ha ha ha ha.

　　Do you still remember that it was mentioned earlier that Duan Heng wears books, hahaha, this chapter briefly introduces the origin of him wearing books, haha, because of the bird feces stuck to his hands, he stepped on the book angrily, and was sucked in by the book~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)