You've become the warden, and you're telling me I'm an undercover agent?

Chapter 301 Monster in the fog!

"You can talk, right?"

Chi Ping's speed had already reached 130-140 miles per hour, the wind making his clothes rustle. But he remained calm and even managed to speak in a steady tone.

That wouldn't be a big deal, mainly because Chi Ping was dragging a giant feline that was heavier than a pickup truck.

The little girl opposite Chi Ping was stunned. She was gliding slowly in the air with a look of panic on her face.

The air currents in the air were changeable. She stumbled and bounced a few times in the air before finally stumbling back to the ground.

The moment she landed, she was about to tiptoe and take off again, but fortunately, Chi Ping grabbed the little girl's shoulder with one hand at this time.

"What year is it now?"

Ikehira asked.

The little girl was speechless, her whole body was shaking, her lips were pale, and she seemed to be trying hard to open her mouth, but no sound came out.

This is a state of aphonia. When a person is extremely frightened or in pain, there are one or two moments when he or she cannot make any sound.

I could only breathe heavily, and it would take a few seconds or ten seconds before I could recover.

Chi Ping looked at the people with special abilities who were chasing the little girl. How scared were they?
How vicious are these guys?
"Wait for me here."

Ikehira placed the little girl on the back of the giant feline. The softness of the cat wrapped around the little girl eased her nervousness a little.

Then, under the little girl's uneasy gaze, Ikehira walked towards the pursuers.

The little girl didn't dare to look at Chi Ping, she just heard a huge noise over there, but the vibration only lasted for a moment, and it went away quickly as it came.

The big cat under him curled up into a ball the moment he heard the sound.

Sure enough, it is scared too?

It's probably going to be an arduous battle.

Then, a gentle voice was heard: "It's okay."

"Ok?"

The little girl raised her head from the big cat's back and looked at Chi Ping in confusion.

never mind?
She looked past Chi Ping and behind him.

What had once been a vast expanse of flat land, with grass visible from afar but not visible up close, was now a vast pit. The three pursuers had vanished without a trace.

To the little girl, he was a fierce and cruel enemy;
For Yu Chiping, it was just a matter of raising his hand and swinging a punch.

However, he still held back. Without distinguishing right from wrong, he simply shoveled away the pursuers and a large area of land under their feet.

What you see may not be the truth, and the people you save may not all be good people.

"never mind."

Ikehira said it again, and the little girl came back to her senses.

Hearing Chi Ping's voice, the little girl shuddered, then looked at Chi Ping tremblingly.

"What is your name?"

"R-Rachel?"

"Rachel? Weird name."

Rachel curled up and didn't dare to argue.

"What year is it in the new calendar now?" Chi Ping asked.

"1007."

1007 years?
Chi Ping frowned slightly. The most recent date seen in the hotel was 997. This meant that the last official evacuation warning was three years before the Millennium Tribulation.

And now, it is the seventh year of the thousand-year catastrophe.

It is amazing that this civilization could last for seven years.

"Where are the others?" Chi Ping asked again.

The little girl stammered in a very low voice. Ikehira had no choice but to ask again, and the little girl finally answered:
"Most of them are in bunkers and large fortresses."

"Then why didn't you go? Did you come to collect food?" Chi Ping asked.

"No, no." Rachel tightened her clothes: "I don't have money to buy a ticket."

"Buy tickets?" Chi Ping frowned.

"Yes, the ticket to the bunker is very expensive. And you don't have money to spend. You have to buy it with material things."

There is rarely fairness when it comes to life and death.

"So where do you live now?"

Rachel didn't want to talk about it, which was perfectly normal. In the end times, there were no laws anymore, so how could anyone dare bring a stranger into their home?

"Are you alone now?" Chi Ping changed the subject.

"One, one person." Rachel stammered.

Ike Ping noticed her evasive gaze and knew there might be someone else. If that was the case, Ike Ping would definitely go there.

What better way to gather intelligence and piece together the truth about this world than this?
"Then shall I take you back?"

"Huh?!" This suggestion really scared Rachel. "If I wanted to hurt you, there would be no need to save you."

Although Chi Ping said so, Rachel was always extremely afraid and wary of Chi Ping.

But after Chi Ping's repeated requests, Rachel finally pointed in a direction.

So, the two of them sat on the big cat's back and headed towards the settlement Rachel mentioned.

According to Rachel, the first national warning was in 950, and from then on, large-scale construction of bunkers and fortresses began.

At that time, material supplies began to tighten, and the entire nation entered an era of unified material rationing and control.

The rather large hotel that Chi Ping had seen only served the privileged class after 950, and it was extremely difficult for ordinary people to buy things with money.

Prices soared and the value of currency plummeted.

It is worth mentioning that in order to better cope with the Millennium Catastrophe, in the year 900, the Federation and the United Kingdom took the lead in establishing a world government, and the world finally had a unified official.

As she told the story, Rachel was full of anticipation for the world before control.

Because when she was born, material control and rationing had already been implemented for decades.

I have never seen the beauty of the past, so I am always fantasizing about the past.

The big cat carried the two of them to an abandoned village. Rachel's residence was in the basement of one of the houses.

The ground gate is locked with a heavy iron door panel, and there is a drainage system inside.

Of course, for a person with special abilities, the most important defense is the secrecy of the basement. The entrance is extremely tricky, located under a broken bus.

Every time she wanted to get in, Rachel would find a crowbar, lift up a corner of the bus and then crawl in.

But this time, Chi Ping lifted the broken bus with one hand. Rachel reluctantly climbed down from the big cat's body.

The big cat's fur was so soft and comfortable that Rachel felt a little reluctant to leave.

She asked Chi Ping tentatively, a little timidly:
"Do you still want this cat?"

"Do you like it?" Chi Ping asked.

Rachel nodded. She stroked the big cat's fur reluctantly and said seriously and attentively:
“Its fur is very soft and it is very comfortable to lean on it.

“So, I want to exchange some biscuits and instant noodles for its fur;

"As long as its fur, its flesh, bones, and internal organs are all yours."

Then, with his big watery eyes, he looked at Chi Ping and prayed:

"May I?"

At this point, Chi Ping finally understood the mental state of people living in the doomsday.

He waved his hand: "I'll give it all to you."

Rachel cheered, then hurriedly brought Chi Ping into her residence.

It was a small space, lit by CFLs and powered by solar panels Rachel had bought with food, but the sun had been failing lately.

To thank Chi Ping for saving her, Rachel specially opened a cup of instant noodles for Chi Ping.

She was extremely cautious, and the entire process of opening the instant noodles, including the expression on her face when she tore open the seasoning packet, was tense and solemn.

The more precious the food is, the more complicated the process will be to prepare it.

Rachel soaked the empty oil bag in hot water, washed off the little bit of oil stains on it with the hot water, sprinkled some chopped green onions on it, and served it as a bowl of soup.

He sipped it carefully.

As for the instant noodles that Chi Ping ate, he took a look and found that it was expired. It should have been produced under unified control.

The good thing about this thing is that it contains enough preservatives, so the instant noodles can still be eaten even after two years.

Under Rachel's expectant gaze, Chi Ping picked up his instant noodles and took a sip of the soup. The cup of instant noodles gradually blocked Chi Ping's sight, and the mist of water vapor made him feel a hint of warmth.

He could still hear Rachel mumbling to herself in his ears: "I wish I could eat instant noodles forever."

Then--

"boom"!
With a loud gunshot, the specially made shotgun shattered the instant noodles in Chi Ping's hand, and the iron bullet hit Chi Ping directly in the face.

"A cup of noodles, not really."

The water vapor wrapped around the oil stains on the surface of the cup, suspended in the air, and did not fall on Chi Ping.

Chi Ping's calm voice rang out in the cramped basement:
"Why did you suddenly attack?"

Rachel opposite had tears in her eyes, even though she was trembling all over, even though she was scared to death, even though she knew that the power of the gun was probably not enough to deal with the guy in front of her.

But she still took action.

Because in her eyes—

Rachel roared with difficulty:

"You monster of the fog!"

　This chapter has 2,000 words, and there will be another 4,000 words this afternoon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)