In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

Wen Qiao shook his head slightly and did not answer anything. Instead, he raised his head and looked at Song Jinhe.

"What about you? Are you going to the safe zone?"

Song Jinhe looked at her clear eyes and raised the corners of his lips.

“I haven’t decided yet, but I don’t plan to take you two with me.

You should also know that now one of you and Jiang Xu has an injured arm and the other is unconscious, which is equivalent to two large burdens.

I don't like to be dragged down by others, so don't expect me to be a mother to take care of you two. We are not that familiar. "

Wen Qiao was not surprised that Song Jinhe could say such things. It was because of this sassy temper that Song Jinhe could reach his current position.

"The two of us will definitely not be a burden. Jiang Xu's marksmanship is very good. When he recovers from his injury, he can be a great help to you.

Although I am not as strong as him, I am better at being obedient. As long as you give me an order, I can do anything. "

Song Jinhe moved a small bench and sat next to Wen Qiao: "I don't deny the usefulness of you and him, but Jiang Xu's injury is very serious, and it will take more than half a month to fully recover.

Do you want me to waste half a month with you to recover from your injuries? "

Wen Qiao bit his lip and calmed down before speaking: "Looking at what you mean, you should still be debating whether to go to the safe area or not. I think you won't leave Building 3 directly, so Jiang Xu's injuries will not be inflicted on you." The itinerary has a huge impact.

If you finally choose to go to the safe zone, Jiang Xu and I can become your fighting force. Four people are far more useful than two people.

If you don't plan to go to the safe zone, we will leave on our own after Jiang Xu is healed and will not stay here to disturb you. "

After thinking for a moment, Song Jinhe still shook his head and refused: "This is not the reason why I have to keep you. I will not set off to the safe zone with you, but I will not have any objection if you continue to rest in Building 3.

I will leave the food, water, medicine, and weapons you two need, and the rest will depend on your luck. "

Going to the safe zone with Wen Qiao and Jiang Xu is not a good choice. If it was just her and Cheng Qianhuai, if they encountered any danger, they could hide in the space to take refuge in time, and they would not need to avoid other people for their daily food and clothing expenses. people.

But if Wen Qiao and Jiang Xu were brought with him, his hands would be tied up and he would have to worry about whether they would find out anything he did.

After hearing Song Jinhe's words, Wen Qiao understood what she meant, but he didn't feel disappointed either.

She proposed to follow Song Jinhe simply because she wanted to be protected before Jiang Xu recovered. Even if she was rejected, she could accept it. After all, she and Jiang Xu were indeed two sluggish people now.

Watching Song Jinhe turn around and leave, Wen Qiao's expression remained as usual, but all kinds of feelings surged in his heart.

She really wanted to be friends with Song Jinhe at first, but now she feels that her choice was wrong.

Song Jinhe and her were like people in two worlds, one relying on herself and the other relying on the protection of men.

She is so weak that she really cannot be a friend on par with Song Jinhe.

She was willing to take her and Jiang Xu in during the most difficult time, and Wen Qiao was already very happy.

Walking upstairs, Song Jinhe watched everyone divide the supplies almost equally, but still left half of them for her.

Everyone's face was filled with smiles and reluctance. Xu Qingkang's voice was trembling when he walked up to Song Jinhe.

"You two keep these supplies before we leave."

Song Jinhe looked at the mountains of supplies on the ground, but did not refuse.

She deserves this.

"Have a safe trip."

She waved and smiled as they walked downstairs and left.

As soon as they left, the building instantly became much emptier, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

Song Jinhe took out a mountaineering bag from the space and began to fill it with supplies.

These things were given to Wen Qiao and Jiang Xu. The successful defense of Building 3 was indispensable without the help of the firearms they brought.

Although Song Jinhe was unwilling to take them to the safe zone, he was still willing to make it convenient for them.

Asking Cheng Qianhuai to send them there, Song Jinhe returned to 1602 to rest after packing up the supplies accumulated in 1802.

Wen Qiao, who was downstairs, was holding a heavy hiking bag in his hands and looked at Cheng Qianhuai's back in surprise.

With so many supplies, Song Jinhe is actually a hard-spoken and soft-hearted person, right?

He said that he didn't want to be dragged down by the two of them, but he still sent so many supplies to them.

Wen Qiao opened her hiking bag, and the contents inside made her eyes red.

Gauze, iodophor, anti-inflammatory drugs, antipyretic drugs... These drugs were all available to Jiang Xu and her, and they were considered to be taking care of them both.

The rest is mineral water, biscuits, bread, etc. It is enough for the two of them to last for a long time.

Wen Qiao continued to look down and found two folded sleeping bags at the bottom of the mountaineering bag.

It didn't look new, but it was definitely a life saver at night for both of them.

"Song Jinhe, I will grow up to be able to fight with you, and then I will no longer be a burden."

Wen Qiao patted the sleeping bag gently, and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes involuntarily.

At this moment in 1802, Song Jinhe was holding a bowl of XJ fried rice noodles and eating them deliciously. Bell was rolling happily on the ground, meowing against her trouser legs.

"Everything has been delivered. Should we put some tape on the window to reinforce it?"

Cheng Qianhuai held a roll of strong and thick tape in his hand, walked to the window and gestured.

He was mainly worried that if the glass couldn't withstand it, and if it really broke, it would be difficult to clean up if the glass shards fell on the floor, and it would be easy to hurt her.

Song Jinhe thought for a moment and then nodded: "Come on, it will make you feel more at ease."

The bulletproof glass windows had experienced the double test of scorching heat and extreme cold, and coupled with long periods of exposure to wind and rain, she really felt a little unsure.

The two worked together to put rice characters on every window. Although it didn't look very good after they were posted, it made people feel at ease.

Lying on the sofa rubbing his sore arms, Song Jinhe breathed a long sigh of relief.

"It's finally tidied up. Now the weather has gradually returned to normal and we can have a good sleep."

The survivors in the building will move out together, which will naturally help Building 3 attract a large wave of firepower. During this time, they can have a good rest at night.

Cheng Qianhuai held her in his arms, buried his head in her neck and rubbed it gently.

"Are you planning to go to the safe zone? If you do, I happen to have a friend in the Xiling safe zone. The two of us should be able to successfully check in."

Song Jinhe raised his head and looked at him: "Do you have friends in the Xiling Safety Zone? From what you said, you must have known about the safety zone for a long time, right? Why didn't you mention it to me?"

Cheng Qianhuai helped her rub her shoulders helplessly: "It happened in the early days of the apocalypse. I have a brother who I grew up with. He happens to have done something in the political world. He once mentioned helping me get a spot in the early stages of the safe zone."