[Hunter] Lydia's Life Story I

The cubs on Meteor Street are all concentrated in the fifth district, and the fifth district is divided into four parts: southeast, northwest, and each part has nurseries of different sizes to adopt cubs.The nursery school we are in is located in the North District. Because it was built in an abandoned church, people in the Jianghu called it a "church".It is said that Kuroro was transferred from the nursery in the East District.

Now I follow Ku Luoluo all the way farther and farther, which has already exceeded our usual range of wandering.In fact, I have no sense of direction at all, but with the help of the bright sun rising higher and higher in the sky, I can also tell that we have probably gone out of the scope of the North District and ran to the East District.

Hurrying under the sun, the physical exertion was extremely exaggerated.I wanted to open my mouth wide to breathe, but I was afraid that the water in my mouth would be lost, so I had to close my mouth tightly, and my throat made a "wheezing and wheezing" sound.I used to feel thirsty when I woke up in the morning, but I was given a glass of water right away. Although it was not much, it still quenched my thirst.Today, without this meal, I really feel the feeling of thirst, like a hundred claws scratching my heart, making people feel terrible that life has been boiled dry.I suddenly had a terrible guess: If we can't find water to drink today, will we really not die of thirst until the time we get water in the evening?

Bypassing one mountain after another of rubbish, we met a lot of big kids looking for trash, but for our two little cubs who obviously haven’t been kicked out of the nursery, those big kids didn’t even bother to look at us—as long as It’s not that hungry frantic people want to take us for meat, no one will hurt cubs who are not yet six years old, because of the iron law of “sustainable development” in Meteor Street, and because it is completely unnecessary-you can’t exchange food or drink, that’s still Garbage is more important.

Kuroro's sense of direction is simply amazing.When I saw the outline of the East District Nursery Center from a distance across the garbage mountain, I adored him and asked him how he managed to get around the garbage mountain and still find it here?Although Kuroro is from the East End, I remember he said that the nursery school he stayed in had been abandoned, so he was reassigned to the church.

Kuroro's answer is: Just find the East District, and there are more than one nursery schools in the East District, and you will always meet them when you walk around.

...As expected of Kuroro, what he said made sense, but I was speechless.

In any case, looking at the row of flat-roofed simple houses in front of us, and the big children gathering in front of one of them carrying all kinds of garbage, we finally found a place with water.Seeing the big children with a completely different aura from the nursery's cubs carrying bottles of water and various foods leave in front of the garbage mountain where we are hiding, I swallowed in embarrassment. But Kuroro's eyes shone with a gleam of certainty.

"Or, let's forget it." I tugged at Kuroro's sleeve, hesitatingly said: "It's just that I don't drink water for a day, just wait till night. It's too dangerous to fight with these big guys! What if... ..."

Kuroro didn't even bother to talk to me.He let me tug on his sleeve, staring intently at the older children queuing up to change the water, and pointing to the sky with his index finger on the other hand.

I looked up, it was almost noon at this time, the vicious sun was as big as a millstone, and the big lala hung in the sky, emitting a fiery light.I was dizzy from the shaking, my eyes went dark, I lowered my head and shook my head for a long time before I recovered.I already understood what Kurolo meant.

It happens to be summer on Meteor Street, the hottest time of the year.I don't know where Meteor Street is located. Winter and summer are distinct. In winter, it often snows, causing countless people to freeze to death, but in summer, it is dry and hot, causing countless people to die of heat.The weather is hot, and evaporation is strong. We fragile cubs only have two glasses of water in the morning and evening, and we are already in a state of dehydration, barely keeping alive.It is on the edge of the cliff itself, if you don't drink water for a meal, the fragile balance will be broken, and any weaker child may die of dehydration.I... can't bet on whether I'm the one who can survive it.

……How do you say that?

To die for the cowardly, to starve to the death of the cowardly!

Kurollo is very efficient without me worrying about gains and losses on the side.

He quickly selected a target: a thin and short child who looked like he was seven or eight years old, probably just kicked out of the nursery, and looked very inexperienced.The other big kids drank all the water they could as soon as they got the food, and stuffed the food into their mouths. Only he put the half bottle of mineral water into his clothes stupidly, took it with him, and left .Isn't this calling someone to grab it!If we don't grab it, someone else will be watching...

The child didn't get any food, but only took half a bottle of water, and ran towards the garbage mountain with his waist down.It seems that he also knows that he is so easy to be targeted by others, so he doesn't know why he doesn't go into the nursery to hide.It stands to reason that fighting is prohibited in the nursery school, so it will be relatively safer anyway.

But it is of course convenient for us to run outside.Afraid that Ye Changmeng would be robbed by others, Kuroro quickly jumped down from the mountain of rubbish watching, and motioned to me as he ran: You intercept and lure the enemy from the front, and I will sneak attack from behind!

Me: ... promise to complete the task!

I just said that Kuroro has an excellent sense of direction. He somehow went around in a circle, and actually stopped the child head-on at the corner of a garbage mountain.He pushed me from behind, and before I had time to contemplate, I staggered out and bumped into the child. "Ouch!" "Ouch!" Two times, we both fell to the ground.My head just hit the opponent's chest, it hurts!

It wasn't an accident that the guy didn't react, I had already got up in a hurry, jumped on him bravely, sat on his waist, pressed his shoulders with both hands, and tried my best to feed him. Don't let him get up.But the other party is a big kid who is much taller than me, and my strength is weak, so he will soon break free.

But... You haven't forgotten Kuroro, have you?

It was too late to say, just when I was about to be overturned to the ground, Kuroro picked up a big rock from nowhere, and while the big boy was struggling to deal with me, he came out from behind , hitting the back of his head firmly.The child didn't even have time to scream, and rolled his eyes and passed out.

I gasped and sat down on the ground.This...is this done?

I watched in disbelief as Kuroro dropped the "weapon" in his hand, calmly took out half a bottle of mineral water from the arms of that unlucky big boy, shook his head in satisfaction, raised his head and kicked me, saying: "Get up, what are you waiting for? Don't run!"

I jumped up from the ground, followed Kuroro, ran into the maze-like garbage mountain, and fled the scene of the crime.

After going around a few turns and running for almost 1000 meters, Kurolo stopped, put his hands on his knees to take a few breaths, took out the bottle of "trophy", and raised his neck to "gulp" and drank half of it.He drank in a hurry, some drops of water leaked from the mouth of the bottle, flowed through the corner of his mouth, dripped from his chin to the ground, and smudged dark watermarks on the brown ground.This is really a rare and extravagant way of drinking in Meteor Street!

Kuroro drank half of it, stopped, let out a comfortable breath, wiped the corners of his mouth, and handed me the mineral water bottle in his hand.

I didn't drink water all night and all morning. I walked all the way from the North District to the East District under the scorching sun.If there was a sense of guilt for "grabbing the fruits of other people's labor" before, it doesn't matter now, let me drink water!

I took the water bottle that Kurolo handed me with trembling hands, raised it tremblingly to my mouth and drank it down. This is really the best water I have ever drunk!It is no exaggeration to say that the fine nectar is liquid, I just feel that as the cool liquid passes through the throat, every cell in the body from top to bottom is stretched happily, and it is full of vitality and vitality again!

After drinking the water, Kuroro and I felt alive. Looking at the empty mineral water bottle in our hands, the big stone in our hearts finally fell to the ground.It's not yours if you hold it in your hand, it's the safest thing to drink it in your stomach.

Throwing the empty bottle to the foot of the rubbish mountain with gratitude, Kuroro and I set off on our way home in a happy mood.

Before he took two steps, there was a mournful howl behind him.Kuroro and I fixed our figures at the same time, and looked at each other with a guilty conscience.This voice came from the place we robbed before, but it was a female voice, and the one we robbed was undoubtedly a man.

"Go and have a look." Kuroro thought for a moment and decided.

"Forget it... one thing more is worse than one thing less." I said.

It’s safe to go back and check. We purposely went to the East District to rob to avoid future troubles. Now it seems that the victim’s accomplices have appeared. It’s always difficult not to look at the situation.Kurolo is right.

But I have the mentality of an ostrich. If I do something bad, it would be nice to sneak away as soon as possible, and then go back in case something goes wrong, and there is no place to cry.

Kuroro was very determined in doing things, and he had already turned around and walked back.I had to keep up.

The two of us carefully hid behind a mountain of garbage, poked our heads out from behind the protruding garbage, and looked down at the two people hugging and crying together.

One of them is the older child who was robbed by us before, and the other is a girl who is as thin as a skeleton, a few years older than that child, with a distorted leg dragging behind her, obviously limping.At this moment, the two hugged each other and howled in despair, their voices hoarse and weak.

Apparently, it was for the lame girl that the boy had risked taking the water into the dump.Since the crippled companion could only stay where she was, she took the risk of bringing water back for her to drink.Now that the life-saving water is gone, in such a hot and harsh environment, the lives of the two people will be taken away by God at some point, no wonder the despair is like this.

…Maybe these two would have gotten away with it if we hadn't robbed them of their water.I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

But after thinking about it, if we don't grab their water, maybe Kuroro and I will die of thirst!If you want to survive, don't grab their water, but also grab others' water.In the same way, if their water is not robbed by us, it may be robbed by others.

It is said that if you have enough food and clothing, you know honor and disgrace, but now that you don't have enough food and clothing, you have no choice but to know honor and disgrace.In the fifth district of Meteor Street, ungrown corpses are pulled out every day like running water. Is it necessary to think about whether someone else died or died by oneself?

"Let's go." Kuroro whispered.He still had the same grim expression on his baby-fat face.After confirming that the two people below would not pose any threat to us, he beckoned me to turn around and leave.

His awareness has always been higher than mine.

On Meteor Street, only people like Kuroro can survive and live well.

People like Kurolo and me.

The water we drank today was actually more than what we were allotted every day, and it was not in vain that we took the risk of running under the sun.Following Kuroro to the church, I stroked my stomach, which had been filled with water, and soon became happy again, almost humming a song with brisk steps.

Back at the church, when we walked into the yard, we saw Meteor Street workers in eye-catching white protective clothing carrying a new corpse out.The body was on its back, and it was Zack's body.

Apparently, he died of dehydration.

Only those who love to fight will win.

Kurolo looked at Zac's body with an unpredictable expression, not knowing what he was thinking.I patted Kuroro on the shoulder, he turned his head to look at me, I showed him a big smile, bared two pointed canine teeth, and narrowed my eyes into two slits.He gave me a big roll of the eyes.I giggled, and the last trace of discomfort in my heart dissipated.The Pharaoh ancestors have taught us this kind of life long ago, isn't it just life and death.

you die.

I live.

I patted my cheeks that were scorched hot by the sun, dragged Kurolo to the shaded corridor of the church, and sighed comfortably.