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Chapter 2 The Doomsday Plan of the Middle-aged

The next day.

Bai Yang got up and had breakfast, and saw canned dace with black bean sauce and canned Merlin luncheon meat on the table. Both were bought by his father. Although his father was confident and assured him that professional forces would intervene and the problem would be solved, think about it.

Well, how about a country with 1.4 billion people, and a world with 7 billion people, can it really sit back and watch the sky fall? The power of all mankind is twisted into one rope, even if an asteroid is about to hit the earth, it can be pushed back

——My father said so, but he secretly bought cans everywhere, moved them back in boxes and boxes, and tried them for Bai Yang and his mother. The three of them ate the cans for a week in a row. Bai Yang now smelled

The smell of canned food is off-putting.

In addition to cans, my father also bought bows and arrows, daggers, stun machines, helmets, soft body armor and ceramic bulletproof inserts on Taobao. After buying them, he used a hammer and chisel to chisel hard. People who didn't know it thought he was going to change careers.

Become a military review blogger.

Mom said, if you are so confident, can you stop saying one thing and do another? If you make noise every night, the neighbors will come to complain sooner or later.

Dad is so eloquent, why do I say one thing and do another? As a middle-aged man with a comprehensive decline in all aspects, I can't have some extra hobbies? Have you seen those plastic guys? That model on the wall

, it’s normal for me to play with knives and daggers! After saying that, he turned around and called the master worker, whispering that the wall must be thickened with steel plates.

Uncle Wang really went to look at a house in Lulou Town. Old houses in the countryside are not worth much. Old Wang spent a lot of money. He and his father secretly planned to open up the basement. The design drawings were larger than the coffee table when they were unfolded. They could reverse the future and save the world through amateur radio emergency communication.

The zombies at the headquarters have come back to life. Two middle-aged and older men have marked the material storage warehouse, fresh water storage warehouse, weapons depot, underground garage, and a serious headquarters. Looking at their posture, it doesn't look like they are building some doomsday refuge.

Instead, they are building the last secret base of the human resistance.

This is a doomsday survival plan for middle-aged people.

There was still no news about Zhao Bowen after he left, and all external communications were cut off. He didn’t know which laboratory he was staying in at the moment. He was wearing a protective cover. There were armed police and armed police outside, strictly guarding every layer. According to the plots of so many science fiction disaster movies that Bai Yang has seen.

The routine is that the protagonist group who survives to the end must include a group of little people and a scientist. He doesn't know if he is that little person, but Zhao Bowen is very likely to be that scientist.

Bai Yang went to school as usual. He felt that the place with the strongest apocalyptic atmosphere in the world was his living room. When he opened the door and walked out, the sun was still shining brightly. A young mother was pushing a stroller to bask in the sun in the community.

He Leqin asked Bai Yang to play video games on the weekend. The two of them had no sense of urgency as the college entrance examination was approaching. The former had money at home, while the latter was absent-minded. The two of them spent the afternoon playing games at Xinjiekou Feng Yun Qi Game City. He Da

Although the young master is not good at reading, he is good at playing games. He has followed his father in arcades since he was a child. He spends more time touching joysticks than pens. He claims to be the number one post-00s King of Fighters master in Nanjing, and is proficient in King of Fighters 97 and King of Fighters 98.

, wherever he sits in the arcade is the throne, which cannot be shaken.

So He Leqin took Bai Yang to fight the King of Fighters together, and they were brutal in every round, avenging "Civilization" with one stone.

Bai Yang rolled his eyes and said, "How many of us at our age are still fighting for the King of Fighters?"

He Leqin said that we are the last banner for the post-00s generation to hold on to the King of Fighters!

Anyway, the game coins were all for Young Master He, so Bai Yang assumed that he was playing for Young Master He. He pinched his throat and said to He Leqin that Young Master, the companion you invited would also provide bed service at night. Do you need it?

As long as the price is increased by one thousand and fifty, you can ask for anything.

He Leqin said rolling, rolling, rolling.

At around six o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them came out of the video game city and left the noisy and chaotic environment. Bai Yang's ears suddenly became clear. He stood on the steps and took a deep breath.

"Little Aries! Let's go!" He Leqin walked far forward and turned around to call him, "Find a place to eat."

It gets dark early in December, and the street lights turn on very early. Bai Yang puts his hands in his pockets, walking behind He Leqin, and suddenly asks: "Young Master, if you knew that you would die in five years,

What will you do?"

"Retaliate against society." He Leqin said, "Make big news, such as blowing up the White House."

"Be serious."

"If you're being serious, don't curse me." He Leqin said, "Your brother, I eat three meals a day, two bowls of rice for each meal, drink milk at night, and go to the gym on weekends. How come I'm going to die in five years? Listen to this saying

Have you ever? Lao He, Lao He, the old sow doesn’t hiccup after eating her head——"

"No kidding, if the plan to save the world fails, everyone will be dead in five years." Bai Yang stood in the shadow under the tree. He Leqin could not see his expression clearly, and was not sure how to reply.

"poplar--"

"Be prepared early." Bai Yang interrupted him, "No kidding, Mr. He, your family has money, you can run far away and find a safe place to hide."

He Leqin was a little surprised. This sentence had no beginning and no end. He asked himself to find a place to hide. Where should he hide?

"Hide? How to hide?" He Leqin asked, "Where to hide? Will there be a big earthquake or a big flood?"

"They most likely came down from the sky." Bai Yang said, "So they should hide underground, the deeper the better. There are many tunnels in the southwestern mountainous areas of Guizhou, Guangxi, and they should be good hiding places."

"Them? Aliens?"

Bai Yang nodded.

"Here...little Aries, have you been under a lot of pressure lately?" He Leqin came over and waved his hand in front of Bai Yang's eyes, "Why are you so nagging?"

"you do not believe me?"

"Believe it, believe it!" He Leqin said, "Have you seen "2012"? It's really the end of the world. I'll ask dad to use his wallet to fly a plane, put you on board, and fly together to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau."

He Leqin guessed that Little Aries must be under too much mental pressure because the college entrance examination was approaching. He knew that Bai Yang's mother had high hopes for her son, but the college entrance examination matter, firstly, the ancestral grave was well buried, and secondly, there were big bosses in the family.

The third is to be born with a good mind, and the fourth is to be forced to run by parents - the pressure exerted by parents may not be effective. China Southern Airlines and Nanli University does not mean that you can pass the exam. You must set good goals and score high, but scores are destiny.

, so the score you can get depends entirely on your fortune - this is Mr. He's understanding of the college entrance examination. He feels that his estimate of his own score is not as accurate as the fortune tellers at street stalls. After all, he also throws dice to answer the questions.

, Little Aries must have become delusional under the pressure of the college entrance examination.

Because he could not pass the college entrance examination of China Southern Airlines and Nanli University, Little Aries was delusional that the world was about to be destroyed.

"Let's go eat!" He Leqin pulled Bai Yang into the alley, "The only thing in this world you can't live up to is delicious food!"

The two of them found a street restaurant. Bai Yang had enough to eat and drink, and he no longer had any delusions.

It seems that eating and drinking will solve the problem.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Bai Yang was dizzy after eating, and all the blood supply to his brain was taken away by his peristaltic intestines. He walked upstairs to go home in vain, took out the key and opened the door.

With a "click", the light in the living room shot out from the crack of the door and fell on Bai Yang's face.

At that moment, he thought he had gone to the wrong door.

Bai Yang turned his head and glanced at the house number. He was right.

The living room was actually full of people again. Bai Yang saw clearly the tortoise-rimmed glasses on the face of the man sitting on the sofa, and he suddenly woke up.

The long-brained whale sucked up all the blood from the stomach and intestines to its head, making his face turn red.

"Zhao...Zhao..."

Bai Yang was stunned.

"Yang Yang." Zhao Bowen smiled bitterly and spread his hands towards him, "I'm so sorry, we are back again."
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