"Hello, my surname is Lin, Shuangmulin, Lin Junfu. You can call me Lao Lin. I wonder what you call me, brother?" The words were soft and slow, and it was obvious that this was not the first time Lao Lin had to deal with such a situation.

"Ghostface" glanced at Lao Lin, and then said frankly: "Zhao, Zhao... Hui... Long".

Not surprisingly, "Ghostface"'s breathing was still uneven when he spoke, but compared to his "dead" appearance earlier, he was obviously a little better now.

Seeing that "Ghost Face" was in good spirits, Lao Lin's anxious heart was a little relieved.

"Haha~" With a kind smile, Lao Lin muttered the name of "Ghost Face" twice silently like he was talking to himself, and then changed the subject: "Brother Zhao, these days... I guess you are not having an easy time."

Although he knew that it was inappropriate to mention such a topic at this juncture, Lin Junfu was forced by the situation to be cruel.

Sure enough, after hearing Lao Lin's question, "Ghost Face"'s face that had just regained some color suddenly dimmed again.

"Alas~" A long sigh, an unusually ordinary sigh, but anyone who has experienced the tribulations of the end of the world can understand that this long sigh means too much.

In this regard, Lao Lin nodded understandingly. He could imagine that Zhao Huilong's life was comparable to purgatory. If nothing else, he lived alone in a dark cabin for nearly two months.

This kind of loneliness and helplessness is enough to drive any normal person crazy.

Logically speaking, Lao Lin should stop here.

But as Tang Xiaoquan said just now, they urgently need Zhao Huilong's constructive opinions, especially the location of the door lock.

so……

After sorting out his words, Lin Junfu said as calmly as possible: "Well~Brother Zhao, if it's convenient, can you tell us about your experience in detail?"

After speaking, Lao Lin wisely stopped talking, because he knew very well how painful it is to recall the past in the last days. Especially for a "poor ghost" like Zhao Huilong who had just been brought back from the "death line".

He knew that he needed to give the latter some time so that he could slowly sort out his emotions.

As Lao Lin expected, Zhao Huilong didn't reply for a long time. He stared at the ground, as if something had taken away his soul.

He didn't speak, and the remaining survivors also remained silent. For a while, the small cabin became a little strange.

The flames in the brazier were still burning blazingly selflessly, and the rising fire light distorted the figures of everyone. From a distance, it really looked like their souls were unsheathed.

About five minutes later, Zhao Huilong, who was as still as a sculpture, finally broke the deadlock, and his absent-minded eyes gradually deviated from the red firelight.

He met Lin Junfu's slightly expectant gaze, and a small crack opened at the corner of his chapped lips, and then...

"I..." As Zhao Huilong's first tone came out, the emotions of the survivors were aroused. Everyone pricked up their ears and waited for the story below.

"I don't read much, so I usually do more chores. On the day when the chaos broke out, I posted advertisements on the street as usual. After that, I was arrested by the urban management team."

At this point, no one else noticed, but Tang Xiaoquan blurted out in surprise: "You, you put up small advertisements?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked sideways. Even if Lin Junfu realized something, the wrinkles on his forehead could not help but frown.

But how could Zhao Huilong know what Tang and Lin were thinking? He was in the middle of reminiscing, so he was a little surprised to be interrupted by this sudden interruption. He only thought that the other party was "averse" to the profession of "advertising", and he explained noncommittally at the moment

: "Well, I post small advertisements. I know it's not a good life and pollutes the urban environment. But I can't help it. I have to live a good life."

Listening to Zhao Huilong's explanation, Tang Xiaoquan felt a little embarrassed. After all, the reason for his gaffe was not because he complained about the latter's birth. So he laughed twice, changed the subject and said, "It's okay, I didn't mean that, what about that?"

~Brother Long, please continue."

Zhao Huilong, who didn't understand why, stared at Tang Xiaoquan twice, then sighed and returned to the right track: "After I was caught, they wanted to fine me money, saying it would be 500. But I'm not afraid of everyone's jokes. I posted this little advertisement, and it only took me a morning."

I can get 40 yuan. With such a penalty, my work for a week will be in vain. So naturally I don't want to."

"When the stalemate persisted, the urban management took me to the bureau and told me to deal with it seriously. I was too frightened at the time, but I really didn't have any money in my pocket, so I just wasted it."

"About three hours later, something strange happened. The guard responsible for guarding me kept coughing and looked very ugly. I was a little gloating at the time, but I didn't expect..."

The story that followed was as everyone expected, the mutation broke out, and unprepared living people became the best carriers for the spread of the virus.

While escaping, Zhao Huilong stumbled into the "storage room" at the end of the second floor. Thanks to the solid iron door of the storage room, he was extremely lucky to escape the initial catastrophe.

As for the following days, Zhao Huilong also tried to go out, but when he saw the human-like "monster" guarding the door, he retreated wisely, closed the door tightly, and began a long, almost hellish journey.

of waiting.

"I have been surviving on fruits, vegetables and some fried skewers and other things that were seized and detained by the city management in the storage room until now. When I heard the noise outside today, I began to think that I was hearing hallucinations, but I didn't expect... Whoops

~”

Seeing Zhao Huilong's breath suddenly quicken, Lin Junfu understood that he was excited because of being "rescued", and immediately patted the latter's shoulder: "It's not easy for you, but it's over..."

Having said this, Lin Junfu was originally more interested in asking for clues about the urban management car keys, but after a second thought, he gave up.

After all, given the identity of the young man in front of me and the experience he just mentioned, it would be useless to ask.

Thinking about this, Lin Junfu finally decided not to put pressure on Zhao Huilong: "Okay, brother Zhao, just have a good rest tonight. If anything happens, we will talk about it tomorrow."

Everyone walked out of the room, Tang Xiaoquan looked serious. Originally, he had hoped to get some useful clues from Zhao Huilong, but now he was completely disappointed.

And just when he was dejected and worried about the future of the team, Acheng, who was responsible for taking care of Hu Xiaodong, suddenly ran out of the room anxiously...
Chapter completed!