I sell Coke in the doomsday

No matter how extreme the cold, it is impossible to freeze an immortal to death, so when the sun rose from the east, I broke away from this damn illusion.

I felt like I had slept for a long time. I rubbed my eyes involuntarily and slowly sat up.

The moment I stood up, I couldn't help but laugh. When I looked carefully, I found that all my clothes had been taken off, leaving me sitting naked on the hot sand.

I was not too surprised about this. I remember someone told me that many people who froze to death would feel extremely hot before they died and take off all their clothes.

I guess I've tried it myself.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Thinking of this, I let out a dry and unpleasant laugh. After spending a night tortured by hallucinations, the guilt I felt for eating that monster suddenly disappeared.

I put my clothes back on, grabbed a handful of sand, and watched the tiny grains of sand flow through my fingers. My eyes gradually became determined.

This world is not black and white.

After experiencing a life that did not belong to me, I sincerely feel that I was a little too extreme in the past.

Yeah, I ate a human-turned-monster.

But, so what?

It is definitely not so easy to conclude whether I can live as a human being.

Those who have eaten my flesh and blood, those who have been killed by me, they are also human beings. If you look at it from their perspective, they have not made any mistakes.

Between life and death, the words good and evil become somewhat redundant.

They wanted to live, which was not wrong, and I killed them, which was not wrong either.

I won't ask for their forgiveness and understanding, but I won't forgive them all.

No matter how many times I have to do it again, I will escape from that Corpse God Cult and kill those I killed again.

Under the sunlight, the sand under my feet seemed to be even hotter, and my throat was extremely dry.

I stopped daydreaming and took a step forward, while stretching out my hand. A bottle of iced cola appeared in my hand.

I unscrewed the cap of the Coke bottle and drank the liquid inside in big gulps, but my feet randomly chose a direction and strode forward.

Now, it's time to think about how to get out of this desert.

I first tried to recall the desert closest to my city, but after thinking for a long time, I still had no clue.

There's no way. Ten years have passed. Don't expect me to still remember anything about the desert.

Getting lost in the desert is a very dangerous thing, with the terrifying temperature difference between day and night, the ever-changing terrain, and the lack of drinking water.

After I drank half a bottle of Coke, I threw the rest aside.

I don’t have to worry about the problem of drinking water, and the temperature difference doesn’t bother me as an immortal. The only problem is this damn direction.

Without a reference point, it is difficult for humans to walk in a straight line, so it is easy to go in circles in the desert.

I thought about it for a long time before I came up with a stupid idea.

I climbed up a sand dune, then stretched out my hand and made a fist. The next moment, countless Coke bottles fell on my head.

The Coke bottles quickly piled up into a small hill, covering the entire sand dune.

This is the stupid method I came up with. Using this pile of Coke as a mark is the only method I can use.

After marking it, I looked up and listened to the sun above my head.

At this time, it was not yet noon, so I took the direction of the sun as the east, determined a vague direction, and started walking towards the south.

Walking in the desert is a very painful experience. In some places, every step will make your feet sink into the soft sand, making walking tiring and slow.

For the first time in my life, I felt that walking on a flat road was an extremely happy thing.

Every time I walked a certain distance, I would buy a huge amount of Coke and mark it.

Just like that, after I walked for several hours, a strange scene suddenly appeared in my sight.

Mirage.

As usual, in the blurry light, I saw an oasis. I don’t know if there will be an oasis in every mirage in the desert.

I squinted my eyes slightly and looked at the mirage in the distance. It was a small oasis with dense trees, and in the forest, there was a small ancient building.

On top of the small building, there was a small figure sitting on the railing, gently swinging his little feet. Although it was not clear, it should be a young child.

It should be a little girl, because if it was a boy, it would be too feminine.

I looked away, shook my head and chuckled, feeling a little better.

Even in this world, there are still children who live a carefree life.

This world is not purgatory after all.

Chapter 82: Being Picked Up as Trash

The desert always looks the same. Apart from the yellow sand, there is no other scenery to see. Apart from that, the extremely high temperature quickly consumes my mind.

I threw an empty Coke bottle on the roadside. In this short half day, I don't know how much Coke I drank, but the deadly heat still could not be eliminated, making me almost collapse.

Watching the sun moving westward little by little, I couldn't help but become impatient. I was still afraid of the desert at night. The hallucination caused by the cold seemed to tear my personal consciousness into countless pieces, dispersing and collapsing.

I didn't want to experience that feeling a second time, so I could only force my body to move forward, speeding up my pace.

But no matter how I speeded up, the desert within my sight seemed to have no end at all, stretching as far as the eye could see, and there was no way to escape.

The sun was half setting, and the golden afterglow was spreading all the way from the distant horizon. Fatigue was like countless tiny needles, penetrating into every pore of mine. Extremely exhausted, I fell straight to the ground and fell asleep.

The cold night is coming. Since there is no way to leave here today, I might as well have a good sleep first.

This is what I think and what I do.

The golden sun slowly sank into the distant horizon, and the yellow sand passed by, finally making the hot air a little cooler.

The stars began to glow again as the night gradually enveloped me. My body was quickly buried in the yellow sand like a corpse.

Suddenly, under the dim sky, a camel came slowly walking on the sand.

Looking closely, it was a bearded man leading the camel, and on the camel's hump, a little girl in a white dress was swinging her little feet and looking around.

Suddenly, the little girl's eyes lit up, she pointed into the distance and shouted to the man leading the camel.

"Dad! Look, there seems to be someone there."

Hearing this, the man suddenly became nervous and looked forward vigilantly. In the dim light, he could only see a dark shadow.

The man vigilantly reached for the hatchet on his waist, frowned, hesitated for a moment, then turned to the little girl and spoke.

"Xiaoya, stay here and don't move."

"Dad will be back soon."

The little girl named Xiaoya was very well-behaved and nodded heavily.

"Well, Xiaoya, listen to daddy."

Seeing this, the man smiled, touched the little girl's head, then turned around, took out a hatchet, and walked towards the black shadow.

The man was very cautious. He took every step very slowly, and his eyes were fixed on the dark shadow.

When the man got closer and closer to the black shadow, he could see clearly what it was.

I saw that in the dim light, half of my body was buried under the yellow sand, motionless, as if I was dead.

Seeing this, the man breathed a sigh of relief. He bent down, put away the hatchet, reached out to touch my body, and whispered to himself.

"Another unlucky guy."

As he spoke, the man's hand fell on my face, his eyebrows raised, and a look of astonishment suddenly appeared on his face.

The place where his fingers touched was not as cold as he had imagined, but had the same temperature as normal people.

The man couldn't help but frown and whispered to himself with a shocked look in his eyes.

"This person... is still alive."

"How did he do that?"

After a brief moment of surprise, a hint of hesitation flashed in the man's eyes.

To save or not to save?

This person's origin is unknown, who knows whether he is good or bad? And in this world, how many good people can still repay kindness?

The most important thing is that this place is very close to an oasis. If this man survives the disaster, he might be able to find the oasis where he lives.

Come to think of it, it would be more appropriate to let this stranger die here.

Thinking of this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in the man's eyes, and he pulled out the hatchet again.

At this moment, a call sounded behind him.

"dad?"

The man shuddered, subconsciously put away his hatchet, put on a smiling face, and turned to look.

However, he saw that the camel, carrying the little girl, had come behind him at some point.

The little girl looked at the man innocently and explained in a low voice.

"Dad, it was Da Huang who came here by himself. It wasn't me who came here."

Dahuang is the name the little girl gave to the camel. The man was stunned for a moment, then he smiled gently and said softly.

"It's okay, I know."

The little girl blinked her eyes, poked her head out curiously, looked at me buried in the yellow sand, and asked in a low voice.

"Dad, is this person still alive?"

Hearing this, the man subconsciously wanted to tell the little girl that the man was dead, but then his eyes flashed and he spoke softly.

"Well, he's still alive."

The little girl was overjoyed when she heard this. She looked at the man with great joy and said with a smile.

"Dad, let's rescue him."

The man smiled dotingly, nodded gently at the little girl, and spoke frankly.

"Okay."

Hearing this, the little girl excitedly raised her arms and cheered.

"Great, now I have someone to play with me."

Seeing this, the man smiled without saying anything. He turned around and started to dig me out of the sand without saying a word.

This is not a sudden act of kindness, but a forced choice.

The man's thinking was simple. He didn't want to kill anyone in front of the girls, but he was worried that I would wake up after they left and find the oasis where they were, thus posing a danger to them.

So, he chose what he thought was a safe solution, which was to take me back and tie me up.

Soon, the man dug me out of the sand, then he stood up, walked to the camel, and took out a very thick rope from the package on the camel's back.

The man tied me up tightly with ropes before throwing my body on the camel's hump. After securing it with the ropes, he felt relieved, led the camel, and turned away.

The little girl sitting on the camel's hump turned around, her big eyes rolling around with some excitement. She stretched out her little hand, gently wiped the sand off my face, and said seriously.

"Hello, I'm Xiaoya."

"Can we be friends?"

The night breeze blew gently and no one answered. However, Xiaoya smiled cheerfully, revealing two dimples, and spoke with her hands on her hips.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."

The man leading the camel couldn't help laughing when he saw Xiaoya's funny behavior. He shook his head while thinking secretly.

I hope... this fool I picked up is not a bad person.

Under the cover of night, no one knew that I was not unconscious, I was just sleeping too soundly.

Damn it, don't just pick people up like garbage.

……

The next day, it was dawn.