Infinite: die ten times first to add to the fun

"Tsk, stop saying a few words and you will be embarrassed!" The mink man said dissatisfied.

"That's not true! My grandfather was a postdoctoral fellow at Peking University, and he was almost elected as an academician. It's a pity..."

He began to sigh, and the others skillfully ignored his words and began to discuss what to do next.

The mutated creatures are gone, which actually reduces one of their food sources.

Although the mutated creatures are ferocious and have some cores on their bodies, it is good if they can avoid starving to death. Where can they choose!

After discussing for a long time, there is still no countermeasure, but there is only so much food. If we don't go out to find it, we will really have to drink the northwest wind.

But how could it be so easy for them to find food now? Not to mention how many things that had been dormant for more than seventy years were completely unusable. Even in the next fifty years, almost everything that could be eaten or used was consumed.

There were long and short sighs in the room, one after another.

They didn't have a clue, but they couldn't do it without going out, so... what if?

What if I'm lucky enough to go out and find some dead mutant creature, or a mutated plant that's about to wither?

No matter how reluctant they were, they could only extinguish the fire in the middle and put away the unused fuel.

The mink man gathered his coat. After the fire was extinguished, it turned out to be even colder.

Several people walked out one after another and locked the door carefully.

Although no one would enter the house to steal anything now, because there really is nothing there, and even if they did have it, they would carry it all with them, and no one would choose to leave usable supplies at home.

The place they lived in was a lounge in a large shopping mall. They were lucky enough to find a few rotten and smelly quilts here, but there were still a few skeletons in the quilts. They didn't know whether they were starved to death or frozen. dead.

If you want to get out, you have to walk across the middle of the mall. The shelves have fallen to the floor. The countless piles of garbage can show the traces of past life, but even these garbage are covered with a thick layer of dust.

Between these garbage, there is a path that two people can walk side by side. Because people often walk on it, it is covered with countless messy footprints, and there is even a black one.

After all, the outside world is not clean at all. Human blood can be seen everywhere on the ground. The blood of mutated creatures has become like this after being brought in under the soles of the feet.

The mink man was extremely disgusted and wanted to pick a clean place to stay, but there was no clean place at all, so he had no choice but to step on it.

His grandfather was said to be a billionaire boss before the nuclear war. It is said that he also built a self-circulating ecological basement. It is said that this basement can prevent nuclear radiation. It is said that he spent tens of billions to stock up on various materials. It is said that future generations can live in it indefinitely. Survive and reproduce.

But unfortunately, No. 98 hit the basement's head, and the aftermath of the explosion also happened to crack the basement. Then there was an earthquake, which widened the crack. Later, the nuclear winter ended and the snow melted. The entire basement was flooded.

Although he doesn't have the destiny of being the boss, he has the disease of being the boss. He has mysophobia!

He almost held his nose and stepped on the dark path, his expression extremely disgusted.

Pointing: "When will any of you clean up this road? It's all covered in pulp. It's disgusting."

It was said that his grandfather was a postdoctoral fellow. He said bluntly: "Is it the same as the mink fur you are wearing?"

The mink man's face suddenly darkened.

He reached out and touched the mink with some doubts, and felt less confident.

It seems a bit?

However, it was impossible for him to admit it, and he made a disdainful snort from his nostrils: "What do you know, this is a mink! A hundred years ago, it was only clothes that rich people could afford! This piece of mine belonged to my grandfather. It cost several million to buy it back. It is a status symbol!

Do you understand the concept of several million? I will give you ordinary people enough to eat and drink for a lifetime! "

"Tch, you can brag!"

"That's because you are short-sighted!"

"Haha~ You said it as if you had seen it with your own eyes. Isn't that just the skin of a mutated creature? It's just a little more complete."

Today's mutated creatures don't have a good piece of skin on their bodies, otherwise they would be very warm when made into clothes.

But it's not impossible, it's just that it usually takes several mutated creatures to put together one piece. This has to be done with good luck, otherwise there will only be a pile of scraps.

The two of them began to argue, but when they reached the stairs, they unanimously shut up.

In the stairwell, they were once attacked by a mutated creature. It took three people to die before they were able to deal with the mutated creature, but almost all of them were injured.

After that, they would be extremely careful and make almost no sound when walking.

The two people approached the stairwell quietly, and the others were alert to avoid a mutated creature suddenly jumping out from that corner.

The two people went up and down, and then went down after thoroughly confirming safety.

After walking down two floors to the first floor, I moved the heavy objects blocking the door and looked at the situation outside through the broken hole.

At first glance, they felt nothing. They were all white, and their faces were even blurred by the wind and snow.

They stopped looking the second time because the snow was too heavy and they couldn't see anything.

After going out, two people worked in groups and carefully dipped into the snow that was enough to reach their chins.

"Do you think there's something there?" Changzi lowered his voice and pointed at a building covered by the wind and snow.

The mink man squinted his eyes and looked over: "It must have been knocked down by a crazy mutant creature."

The square shape that is more than three meters high and about 20 meters long does indeed look like a house, but the shape is a bit too regular and does not look like it fell naturally.

"Would you like to go over and take a look?"

The mink man rolled his eyes: "If you're not afraid of death, go ahead."

Changzi actually raised his feet and walked in that direction, but he tripped over something halfway and fell into the snow.

The mink man laughed rudely, but he also walked over and gave him a hand: "Okay, let's go find food, otherwise you will starve tomorrow."

Changzi stood up from the snow, took a few breaths, and really wanted to go over and take a look.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, the mink man had to warn: "Just take a look from a distance, don't waste time."

"know."

The two of them walked in front, and the others followed behind.

In such weather, walking separately is courting death.

After taking a few steps, what they could see in front of them became clearer. But when they saw everything over there, their eyes couldn't help but open a lot.

"Is this... a building? Is there anyone outside?"

The snow still affected their vision, so they could only see vague humanoid creatures.

The moment they saw someone, they lowered themselves and buried themselves in the snow.