Has the captain mutated today? [End Times]

"..."

The pebble was kicked and flew far away.

Shi Qi frowned, calming down his emotions.

There is a knife on the head of the word forbearance. When you are old, you have to hold your breath and hold on!

After taking deep breaths for an unknown number of times, until the lung tubes were aching from the cold air, Shi Qi could not hold back the urge to strike with anger.

What happened to yourself?

Not mentally prepared.

Why can't you be so tempted to throw that woman out?

There was no shelter near the rest station, so Shi Qi turned back after taking two steps outside, but he didn't want to go back to the small supermarket, so he followed the pipes on the outer wall of the rest station and climbed up to the roof neatly.

It's windier up there.

Uncle Shi set up his big sniper, checking the surrounding situation inch by inch through the sight.

If it’s cold, let’s be cold, Dongdong is more awake, and Dongdong is healthier.

Hiss... when was the last time you lay motionless on the roof and let the wind blow?

Shiqi scanned back and forth twice, but found nothing.

There was nothing around, not even an ohm hair in sight.

He let go of the trigger, blew hot air on the frozen joints, and rubbed his hands together.

The exhaled white mist dissipated in the wind in a blink of an eye, and Shi Qi seemed to have returned to the winter nine years ago in a daze.

*

After Siqi sat in a dead silent home all night, the police finally came to the door.

After the team of police officers with live ammunition entered the door, they were startled by the child sitting in the corner-this was the third building they cleared and the first survivor they found.

A collective wounding incident broke out in this area. After they rushed over, it was like every recent wounding incident. Basically, they couldn't find all the bodies.

Rarely did they get to see wounding monsters this close.

The child didn't cry or make a fuss, he asked and answered, except that his face was a little pale, it didn't look like he stayed alone with several corpses for a whole night.

The sheriff who led the team had acquaintance with Shi Jing once, seeing the calm look of Shi Qi in front of him, he felt a little sour.

How old is this kid...

Hour seven is calm.

Mom is dead.

No matter how much he made a fuss, my mother's throat had already been severed, and the body was already stiff.

So there is no need to fuss.

It's better to save your strength and think about how to live in the future.

Mom must have wished she could survive.

*

Shi Qi pinched his cold fingertips, and twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly.

I remembered the past again.

It reminded him of the experience he tried to forget.

*

After being taken out of his home by the sheriff, Shi Qi was placed in a nearby camp for victims of disasters.

The wounding incidents in this area were too concentrated, and all the residents in a radius of several miles were gathered together.The camp is supervised by armed troops patrolling 24 hours a day. Each person is assigned a bed, three breads a day, and three bottles of mineral water.

Spring hadn't started yet, and half-grown children who were alone like Shiqi were too rare to see. The other families in the same tent felt sorry for him, so they gathered together and gave him a whole set of thick clothes to keep him from freezing.

Hour Seven thanked him politely, then ran to the gate of the camp wearing a new scarf, and stopped the sheriff who was about to dispatch the police.

The sheriff sighed when he saw him: "I haven't received the notice yet, and I can't do it today."

A hint of disappointment flashed in the dark eyes.

The sheriff patted his head.

Too many people died, and the found bodies were ordered to be burned together, and buried on the spot after the burning. It is impossible for the family members to receive the ashes.

Although he didn't know how long he could coax him, he still promised in a low voice: "Uncle promises you, he will go to you as soon as he is notified, and he will let you get my mother's ashes as soon as possible... as soon as possible."

Shi Qi pursed his pale lips and nodded, "Thank you uncle."

"You're welcome." The sheriff touched his trouser pocket and took out a squeezed fruit candy: "Here."

Hour Seven took it politely and said thank you again.

The sheriff touched his head again: "Uncle still has to work, uncle is leaving first."

After the police team left, Shi Qi stood there for a long time.

Because of his mother, he knows a little more about this profession of serving the people than others.

What kind of chaos is it outside that the police force, fire brigade, and army are mobilized in one place to protect ordinary residents?

Are there monsters like that out there?

Watching the police force disappear outside the iron gate of the camp, Shi Qi couldn't help thinking.

How many monsters are there to call them disaster victims?

It was a bit cold outside, Shiqi put his red hands to his mouth and took a deep breath, then turned and walked towards his tent.

In the end, he didn't take a few steps, when he passed by a few men who were smoking together, Shi Qi heard one of them curse.

The words are difficult to hear, and some words have not been heard for seven hours.

But he understood the second half of the man's scolding, which was Cheng Jinyang.

"Damn it..." The thin man scolded again: "If he earns such black-hearted money, he is not afraid of having children..."

"Why scold him?"

The scolding man was taken aback for a moment, then looked down, he was a half-grown child.

The man laughed exaggeratedly, tilted his head and spat: "Go home and ask your mother."

Several people around laughed.

Hour Seven was not scared off, and asked again with a cold face: "Why scold him?"

"Little boy, don't you know?" Another short man blew a smoke ring: "It's monsters who hurt people outside."

"I know."

The men laughed again.

The dwarf laughed, and dusted off the cigarette ash: "In order to make money, Cheng Jinyang led some kind of company to research some new species. Now it's all right. Not only have so many people died, but we still have no home to return to. You said he Should you scold me?"

"That's right!" The skinny man who scolded the worst spit again: "I just bought a new house, and I was driven to this shitty place before my butt was warmed up, damn it..."

Another series of swear words, as if scolding a heinous sinner.

Hour Qi's face was blue with anger.

Dad has resigned!

This has nothing to do with dad!

Why do they scold Dad? !

However, at this moment, a big hand pressed on Shi Qi's shoulder, and the other hand grasped Shi Qi's fist: "You are here, it's really easy for me to find."

When Shi Qi looked up, he was a man in a gray suit. He was not outstanding in appearance, but he didn't have a sense of intimacy.

I do not know you.

Hour seven did not say this sentence.

The gray suit put an arm around Shi Qi's shoulders, and glanced at a few men who were mean-spirited: "Did they bully you?"

Shi Qi pursed his lips again, looked at the several vicious bodyguards in gray suits, and nodded: "They bullied me."

Throwing the cigarette butt away, the thin man pointed at Shiqi's nose and cursed: "Mom, you little bastard, who bullied..."

"Hit." The gray suit said a word lightly.

The bodyguard was ordered to rush up and beat up a few local ruffians.

A few people wanted to fight back at the beginning, but after the fight, all they had to do was beg for mercy.

However, the gray suit didn't stop, and the bodyguard didn't stop.

It wasn't until several people were almost bruised and swollen beyond recognition that they lay on the ground unable to move, the gray suit asked Hour Seven with a smile: "Are you satisfied?"

Shi Qi pinched the fruit candy in his pocket, and his tone didn't fluctuate: "Satisfied."

"Okay," the gray suit signaled the bodyguard to stop, and then said to Hour Seven, "Come with me."

Hour Seven glanced at the strong men following behind the gray suit, weighed the pros and cons of his possibility of escaping, and obediently followed the gray suit into a tent beside him.

"You are Shiqi, right?" Gray suit touched Shiqi's head affectionately, with a little pity in his eyes: "Professor Cheng is your father."

Hour Seven sullenly said, "So what?"

The gray suit took out a work card: "I am Yao Zhijie, the general manager of ING Technology Co., Ltd., and the company is currently relocating the families of all employees. Do you want to go with us?"

Shi Qi took the work card and looked at it, and it was indeed similar to Dad's work card.

But he still doubted: "Apart from this, is there anyone else who can prove that you are ING?"

The gray suit smiled, and took out an access card from the inner pocket of the suit.

This access card is exactly the same as Dad's.

"...My father has already resigned." Shi Qi glanced at the bodyguards standing at the door again: "Do you also take care of the family members of employees who have resigned?"

The gray suit still smiled: "Professor Cheng has devoted most of his life to the company. Now that there is such a big mess in Shenzhou, the company will not ignore him and will take care of you."

"I can't go with you." Hour Seven shook his head: "I'm still waiting for someone."

"Wait for who?"

"An uncle."

"Why wait for him?"

"He will take me to collect my mother's ashes."

The gray suit reached out and touched Shi Qi's head again: "I can take you to pick it up today."

Hour Seven shook his head almost immediately: "No, I'll wait for Uncle Sheriff to take me there."

The gray suit narrowed his eyes.

In fact, at hour seven, he had vaguely noticed that the gray suit would definitely take him away today.

Whether he wants it or not, the other party seems to have made up his mind to take him away.

However, before he could think of another excuse to run out to ask for help, the gray suit took out a white handkerchief from his arms, grabbed Shi Qi's hair and forced him to raise his head, and then tightly covered his mouth and nose.

*

They were not questioned when they left the camp.

No one wondered what the burly men were going to do with a comatose child, or no one dared to take the initiative to ask what was going on.

The aunt who delivered the scarf saw it. She wanted to come over to ask, but her husband stopped her.

Yao Zhijie walked out of the disaster camp swaggeringly carrying the people on his shoulders.

*

What Xiaoqi didn't know was that after the car in the gray suit left the camp, two more people, one big and one small, arrived at the camp.

The young man following behind Wei Kang still looked calm, his dark blue eyes just glanced at the maglev vehicle that was flying away, then looked away, and asked in a low voice, "Is it near here?"

Wei Kang nodded: "Yes, the person who bought you lives near here."

The author has something to say:

In fact, before we met, he never stopped looking for him.

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