I sell Coke in the doomsday

Hearing this, the middle-aged man called Lao Liu said nothing more, picked up his toy, and quietly retreated.

After hearing the sound of the wooden door closing, Qu Yunliu, who had been facing away from the door, raised the corner of his mouth, revealed a mocking smile, and murmured in a low voice.

"Are these people so impatient? I'm not dead yet."

Outside the wooden house, Lao Liu was carrying the bowl of corn porridge and walking down the mountain. Before he had gone far, a man hiding behind a tree on the roadside suddenly appeared and reached out to grab Lao Liu.

It was a relatively young man with a good-looking face, but there was a scar on his face that ran diagonally across his entire face, making him look a little more ferocious.

The young man pulled Lao Liu, his eyes full of anticipation, and asked Lao Liu anxiously.

"Old Liu, how is the situation?"

Hearing this, Lao Liu smiled mysteriously, shook the corn porridge in his hand, and refused to answer.

The young man became more and more anxious. He pulled Lao Liu's clothes and spoke in a low voice.

"Don't waste time. I'm getting so anxious. Just tell me now."

Seeing this, Lao Liu chuckled and stopped keeping the secret. He shook the bowl in his hand and said with great pride.

"Look, he didn't eat much today."

"You guys guessed correctly, his health is indeed failing."

As he spoke, Lao Liu picked up the corn porridge in his hand, brought it to his mouth, took a sip, then exhaled a breath of hot air and sighed.

"How can this person live without eating?"

"I don't think his body will survive this summer."

Hearing this, the young man's face was filled with joy. He almost jumped up with joy, and walked around excitedly on the spot, whispering.

"Great! Once he dies, I will be the boss of this stronghold."

Old Liu couldn't help but frown as he looked at the young man who was getting too proud of himself.

He knew that the person eyeing the boss's position could not be just the young man in front of him. There were at least five people eyeing the position in this stronghold.

Moreover, no matter which force succeeds, the first thing they will do when they take the boss's position will be a bloody purge.

Old Liu picked up the bowl, took another sip of the cold corn porridge, and then smacked his lips softly.

He didn't care how chaotic this stronghold would become in the future, as long as he was not affected.

At the same time, Qu Yunliu in the wooden house suddenly trembled, his face turned pale, and he held on to the table and started coughing violently.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Qu Yunliu coughed violently, looking painful. His steps were a little unsteady, and he hurriedly reached for the hanging painting of "The Last Supper".

Qu Yunliu directly uncovered the drawing board and reached behind the wall, only to see a square secret compartment behind the drawing board.

When the drawing board was uncovered, a strange smell wafted out and filled the entire house.

Inside the small secret compartment was a dead bird, and the bird's gradually decaying body was covered with pink flowers.

Qu Yunliu looked anxious as he quickly plucked a pink petal and put it to his mouth. Just as he was about to swallow it, his movements suddenly stopped.

A glimmer of clarity flashed across his crazy and turbid eyes. He resisted and moved the pink flower away from his mouth, but the violent coughing made him fall into pain again.

His violent coughing could even be heard outside the house.

In pain, Qu Yunliu finally stopped struggling and wolfed down the pink petal.

As the pink petals entered his stomach, the violent coughing sound suddenly stopped strangely, and Qu Yunliu's pale and thin face gradually regained its color and became rosy.

"call……"

Qu Yunliu leaned against the wall and let out a long breath. His expression was gloomy, and he clenched his fists and muttered to himself in a low voice.

"This is the last time. This is really the last time."

After saying that, Qu Yunliu raised his head slightly and looked at the dead bird in the secret compartment with his cloudy eyes.

What was very strange was that although the bird's body had already rotted, there was no foul smell of decay emanating from it.

Qu Yunliu slowly reached out, picked a whole pink flower, and put it into his pocket.

After doing all this, Qu Yunliu turned around, pushed the door open, and walked towards the depths of the stronghold.

Qu Yunliu was seen walking into the long mountain path, leaning against the mountain wall, and entering a cave in the mountain.

Inside the cave is the stone prison mentioned long ago, and the only person imprisoned in this stone prison is the former leader of the Blue Mountain stronghold.

He is also Qu Yunliu's savior.

It’s just that this savior had his legs sawed off by Qu Yunliu, and is now living here like a half-human, half-ghost.

The man in the stone prison, with disheveled hair, slowly raised his face after hearing the noise. After seeing Qu Yunliu's figure, he snorted disdainfully and said.

"Huh, are you here to laugh at me again? You have so much free time."

Facing the man's sarcasm, Qu Yunliu remained calm. He just looked at the man quietly and spoke lightly.

"I don't have much time left."

Hearing this, the man, who originally had a hateful look on his face, suddenly froze, his pupils shrank slightly, and he grabbed the railing with some disbelief and asked loudly.

"You, what did you say?!"

Qu Yunliu smiled upon seeing this, and then, ignoring the dirt on the ground, he walked to the edge of the stone prison, sat cross-legged, faced the man in the prison, and spoke frankly.

"I won't live much longer."

Qu Yunliu spoke calmly, as if it had nothing to do with him and he didn't care at all. He reached out and touched the side of his hair and chuckled softly.

"I have tuberculosis."

"In our time, it's not a serious disease, but right now, I think I can only wait to die."

"Are you happy, boss?"

Hearing this, the man in the stone prison had a complicated expression. He looked at Qu Yunliu in front of him, shook his head slightly, and said in a hoarse voice.

"No, no no."

"If you die, what will happen to this base?"

The man angrily stretched his hand out of the stone prison, grabbed Qu Yunliu by the collar, and roared in rage.

"What will happen to this stronghold if you die?! Didn't you say you did better than us?!"

"You're telling me now that you're going to die! Then what's the point of all you're doing!"

"Those brothers you killed, my legs, what's the point of them!!"

Qu Yunliu did not stop the man's rude actions, but let him grab his collar and shake his body.

"Yes."

"None of this makes any sense. Nothing of this makes any sense."

"But I hate regret more than death."

Qu Yunliu looked at the disheveled man in the stone prison with a burning gaze and said calmly.

"If we stick to the word 'meaning', won't we be unable to move forward?"

"And everything I want will come after I die."

The man in the stone prison had a more complicated look on his face when he heard this. He stared blankly at Qu Yunliu, who was calm and composed, and recited slowly.

"Crazy, you crazy."

Qu Yunliu smiled when he heard that. He reached out and gently patted the man's hand away, then spoke slowly.

"I don't care what you think of me, I just want to leave something behind to prove that I didn't live in vain."

As he spoke, Qu Yunliu took out the pink flower from his pocket, narrowed his eyes slightly, and spoke softly.

"I came here today because I don't want to bring some secrets into the ground."

"Haven't you always wanted to know why I seem like a different person?"

"Today, I will give you the answer."

Chapter 64 Answer

"I came here today because I don't want to bring some secrets into the ground."

"Haven't you always wanted to know why I seem like a different person?"

"Today, I will give you the answer."

The man in the stone prison looked at Qu Yunliu with complicated eyes, sneered, shook his head gently, and said in a low voice.

"Now that things have come to this, are you going to tell me?"

"Do you have any difficulties?"

Qu Yunliu looked calm, holding the little pink flower in his hand, fiddling with it gently, and replied calmly.

"If you're talking about hardship, it's not that serious."

“It’s just that there are some things I’ve always wanted to say to others.”

"But after thinking about it, it seems like you are the only friend I have left in this world."

The man was startled when he heard this, and his fingers moved slightly, but then he grinned and said in a bitter and sarcastic tone.

"Is this... how you treat your friends? If that's the case, then I will never be your friend."

"I don't deserve it. I'd rather be your enemy."

Seeing this, Qu Yunliu lowered his eyes slightly, sighed rarely, and said helplessly.

"Just think of it as... a dying man's words being kind."

"Whether you want to hear it or not, I'm going to tell you."

After that, the cave fell into a long silence. Qu Yunliu and the man looked at each other in silence, their expressions dark and unclear.

After a long time, Qu Yunliu finally opened his mouth and spoke to himself.

"You should remember the time when we went out to search for supplies."

"In the ruins, I found a very finely crafted shield. Although it was rusty, it still looked very beautiful."

"At that time, I picked up the shield, and under the shield was a pink flower field."

When he heard this, the man's expression changed, as if he remembered something, and replied in a hoarse voice.

"I remember that it was me who asked you to bring back those pink flowers."

"I know you always like to play with flowers and plants."

Qu Yunliu pursed his lips slightly, revealing a nostalgic smile, and said in a low voice.

"Yes, at that time, supplies were obviously the most important thing, but you still let me take the shield and the pink flower back to the base."

"You were like a brother to me then."

"Always taking care of me."

After the words fell, the two looked at each other, their expressions were different, complicated and difficult to understand, with regret, nostalgia, and loneliness.

Looking back on the past, the two people at that time might never have thought that one day in the future, they would be in the situation they are in now.

The man looked at Qu Yunliu and suddenly laughed silently. There was no sarcasm or bitterness in his smile, only deep sadness and a feeling of powerlessness that he had nowhere to express.

Qu Yunliu narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help but sighed, but he didn't say much about it. Instead, he continued to pinch the pink flower and spoke slowly.

"After that day, I brought those pink flowers back to the base. You know this."

"But what you may not know is what I discovered that night."

Qu Yunliu handed the pink flower to his eyes, looked at the pink petals carefully, and said with a strange expression.

"You may not believe it, but this pink flower is actually a drug with hallucinogenic effects."

"And it's the kind of drug that we simply can't resist."

"It was natural for me to get sucked into it, but this was just the beginning."

Qu Yunliu raised his eyebrows, a hint of puzzlement that was hard to conceal flashed across his eyes, and he spoke in a low voice.