"Alarm, alarm... there is an unknown powerful electromagnetic wave involved!"
On the touch control screen, dozens of red lights flashed crazily, and the sweet artificially synthesized female voice actually sounded frightened.
Qu Jianlei was wearing pajamas and stared at this scene dumbfounded, "Faraday cage...is there any missing frequency band?"
Immediately afterwards, he felt his eyes go dark and lost consciousness.
The next moment, he felt a chill on his body and woke up suddenly with a splitting headache.
"Are you dreaming of returning to China again?" Qu Jianlei sighed inwardly and slowly opened his eyes.
The vision was a little dark, and he couldn't see where he was for a while.
But why are my hands and feet tied up?
Do you want to rob money, or... rob sex by the way?
As for robbing wealth, he has traveled through time for six years and is still penniless. The other party's eyesight is too bad.
In terms of Jie Se, the appearance of the original owner of this physical body is not bad, but... it's just too thin.
But there is no doubt that he is still in a desolate land, a land he secretly calls "the wasteland".
His vision gradually got used to the dim environment, and he vaguely saw a hanging white object.
Taking a closer look, he was so frightened that he jumped up. Those white objects... were all human limbs!
A dismembered... human body? For a moment, he felt horrified all over.
Have you been caught by the Fallen?
The Fallen...are mutants who eat humans.
This wasteland has been polluted by unknown sources. There are many mutants among the survivors, but not many cannibals!
When Qu Jianlei first crossed over, he knew about the existence of the Fallen, but he had never seen one before.
There was another pain in the back of my head. It was not the pain inside the skull like before, but the pain of trauma. My head was still a little dizzy.
Someone beat him up! Qu Jianlei made a judgment.
So, what was I doing before I was beaten? How could I be so careless?
He tried hard to recall the fragments after the time travel, and each scene emerged in his mind.
Every time he returns to China in a dream, he has to review his experience to calm down his mood - there is no cure for his obsessive-compulsive disorder.
The original person he traveled through time was also named Qu Jianlei, an eight or nine-year-old orphan who was not very bright and died of cold and hunger.
The original person did not leave any grudges against him, but he was also an existence that could be bullied by everyone.
After Qu Jianlei traveled through time, he had some ideas for making money, but for him, who was weak, wealth was the original sin.
Now he is a rickshaw driver, making a living by helping people transport garbage.
There are large garbage dumps in the wasteland, and you can always find a lot of good things that can be recycled.
There are many survivors who rely on garbage dumps to make ends meet.
Qu Jianlei also tried to find good things from the garbage dump, but unfortunately, he was too weak.
You can't rob someone else of your territory, but even if you try to find something decent in the nooks and crannies, someone will always snatch it away.
It doesn't matter how well you hide it.
So he learned from the experience and built a tricycle to help the scavengers transport the garbage they picked up.
Not all waste pickers are willing to spend money to hire people to transport garbage. Qu Jianlei went hungry for several years.
But the good thing is that everyone knows that he doesn't make much money, and the number of robberies he encounters is significantly reduced.
But it's not nothing.
This time...he thought about it carefully and realized that he was knocked unconscious while hauling garbage.
The person who hired him was a scavenger who had been working at the garbage dump for less than a year, and he was always picking at the scraps and reluctant to spend money.
This man seems to have picked up something good this time and wants to spend money to hire his homemade tricycle.
Qu Jianlei was so hungry that he only wanted a tube of nutritional supplements as payment, and he drank it on the spot before starting work.
However, he didn't go very far when he felt his head shake and lost consciousness.
Who would have thought that he would be caught by the fallen! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh, "Alas."
It's over, Grandma Liu enters the Grand View Garden - there are too many girls.
Just before he let out his sigh, a whisper came from not far away, "Is it... a silly song?"
When Qu Jianlei heard this, he looked sideways and saw a black shadow curled up on the ground four or five meters away.
But the voice was familiar, "Rogers?"
Rogers was one of the few people who didn't bully him, but the relationship between the two... wasn't much better.
He was one or two years younger than Qu Jianlei, and he almost died of cold and starvation that year. Qu Jianlei saved his life with a bowl of hot water and half a nutrient supplement.
The two depended on each other for a while, but Rogers' report resulted in Qu Jianlei being beaten black and blue.
Afterwards, he only said, "Siqu, I just want to live a better life."
The boat of friendship capsized, and Rogers successfully joined a small gang, now much stronger than him.
But he had never bullied Qu Jianlei. When he saw others bullying him, he would not say anything to stop him, but he never did it himself.
Qu Jianlei hated him very much at first, but later... this hatred faded a lot.
To survive in the wasteland, everyone has their own principles of doing things.
Rogers sighed softly, "Siqu, do you still hate me?"
"Silly song?" Qu Jianlei snorted coldly, but was too lazy to say anything else.
Which Wang Batam was the one who said "Qu Ge" in those days? Thank you for letting me see clearly the sinister nature of people's hearts.
"Silly Qu, he's going to die, what else can't you let go of?" Rogers asked nonchalantly.
"It's a pity that I don't have a brain as smart as yours, otherwise... I would live a hundred times better than you!"
"Humph," Qu Jianlei hummed again, are you living a hundred times better than me? Your IQ is really impressive!
Rogers didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, "If you join any organization, you can show your value."
The value of fart! Do you know what "eat it and wipe it clean" means? Qu Jianlei didn't even bother to reply.
Blue Star has a saying of "slicing research", and the Wastelanders will only make things worse.
There is no way to communicate well with these low-IQ creatures.
Fortunately, he still kept a lot of secrets during the time when the two of them got together, otherwise he might not have been able to survive these six years.
"Still hating me? That's up to you," Rogers didn't care much.
He chuckled lightly, "Do you know why we are still alive?"
"I don't know," Qu Jianlei replied calmly. He didn't say this because he wanted to know the answer, but simply because he didn't want to appear too different.
If the other party is willing to talk, he doesn't mind listening.
"It's because the fallen want to 'feed flesh on flesh'," Rogers laughed, his laughter full of schadenfreude.
"Don't you want to stick to some bottom line? Silly Qu, let me ask you... do you eat human flesh?"
Qu Jianlei remained silent for a long time before asking out loud, "So... have you eaten?"
"Of course I have!" Rogers replied without hesitation.
The next moment, he became irritable, "Whether I eat or not is none of your business... Don't think you are nobler than me!"
"Live! Living is the most important thing!"
Those who eat human flesh... can never be friends! Qu Jianlei had already made up his mind.
But he was too lazy to say anything to this retarded man.
After being silent for a while, he suddenly said, "Actually, you don't eat human flesh, right?"
Rogers remained silent for a few seconds before speaking through gritted teeth.
"You know? I really hate your self-righteous attitude."
"You can know everything, so why don't you know that there are degenerates who want to catch you?"
"I'm just familiar with you," Qu Jianlei replied lightly, "Now... do you want to die?"
"I want to live, not die!" Rogers replied quickly, "I'm arguing with you, but I'm not convinced!"
"Zhen...Brother Qu, I don't want to die, you must have a way, right?"
"I have no choice," Qu Jianlei replied calmly, "Just wait for the rescue."
The Fallen are the public enemy of all survivors in the wasteland.
Even if they don't deal with each other, they will join forces without hesitation when encountering a fallen person.
There is no other reason. Not only can the fallen eat humans, but they can also absorb mutated genes from the human body.
To put it simply, it is six words - the more people you eat, the stronger you become.
No one can stand this kind of evil existence, and the survivors really have zero tolerance for the fallen.
So the rescue he mentioned is really possible.
"Fart rescue!" Rogers snorted coldly. His current mood was extremely unstable.
Then he laughed miserably, "You... Brother Qu, do you know? I have been arrested for three days, where is the rescue coming from?"
"For three days, they didn't even give me a bite of human flesh. They said I was too strong, but you might have eaten human flesh in advance..."
At the end of the sentence, he seemed to have thought of something interesting and actually laughed.
Because he was worried about attracting the attention of the fallen, he didn't laugh loudly, but the laughter sounded a bit evil no matter how he sounded.
Do you have such low self-esteem? Qu Jianlei couldn't help but sigh, "I really didn't expect that I would bring you such great psychological pressure."
"Stop being so hypocritical!" Rogers couldn't help but growl in a low voice.
However, the next moment, he begged again, "Brother Qu, please save me."
"Saving me means saving yourself. Do you want to eat human flesh, or are you willing to be eaten by the fallen?"
His role switches back and forth very naturally, and Qu Jianlei is not surprised at all.
In the wasteland, who doesn’t wear several masks?
But the next moment, he had a doubt in his heart: Could this be a trap for me?
In other words, there is no degenerate, but some people are interested in his secrets.
So we set up such a game, with Rogers acting in his true colors.
This possibility really exists objectively, and the wasteland is a place where interests are very important.
As for Rogers, he knew something about his extraordinary nature.
Qu Jianlei took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.
He knew very well that his most appropriate choice was to reject the other party, or... just pretend he didn't hear him.
I haven't even figured out my own secret. At this juncture, shouldn't I just be alone in my insignificant growth?
However, although he knew in his heart that this was the right choice, but... he really couldn't control himself.
