I sell Coke in the doomsday

I looked down and saw Xiaoya holding my right leg uneasily, biting her lips lightly, her big eyes full of helplessness, and she called softly.

"Brother Su Li."

I was a little surprised and looked into the room, only to see that Song Mingtao's wife had changed into new clothes.

At this moment, she was standing on the other side, somewhat at a loss, her eyes fixed on Xiaoya. She looked like she wanted to come over but didn't dare to, and her eyes were very lonely.

Seeing this, I was even more confused. I used my palm to comfort Xiaoya and asked softly.

"Xiaoya, what happened?"

Hearing this, Xiaoya hid behind me very flexibly, poked her little head out from my side, looked at her present with a distant and strange look in her eyes, pursed her little mouth, and spoke to me in a low voice.

"This sister is very scary. As soon as she saw me, she hugged me and cried."

"She also said she was my mother."

Hearing this, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This couple is too impatient. Everything should be done step by step and not rushed.

I touched Xiaoya's little head and comforted her softly.

"Xiaoya, this sister is not a bad person."

"She...she just wants to play with you."

Hearing this, Xiaoya raised her little head doubtfully, tilted her head slightly, and asked me.

"Really?"

I nodded seriously and said affirmatively with a stronger voice.

"real."

However, Xiaoya pouted her little lips and spoke in a low voice when she heard this.

"Brother Su is a big liar."

Although Xiaoya whispered this, she still walked out from behind me obediently and approached her mother cautiously. Her mother seemed to be afraid of scaring Xiaoya, so she stood where she was, squatted down and dared not move.

After a while, Xiaoya timidly walked to her mother's side, slowly put down her little hand, tried to stand on tiptoe, and put her palm towards her mother's face. Suddenly, a wonderful light flashed in her eyes, and she said curiously.

"Sister, we look a bit alike."

Her mother's eyes softened when she heard this, as if countless silk threads were breaking bit by bit in her eyes. She choked with sobs and was unable to speak. She could only stretch out her hand like Xiaoya did and touch Xiaoya's little face.

I didn't continue watching, but gave a wink to Song Mingtao behind the two of them, then took a step forward, turned around and walked out of the house. Song Mingtao immediately understood and followed me.

After getting outside the house, Song Mingtao tactfully closed the wooden door behind him, then turned around and looked at me.

"Now, will you come with me?"

Hearing this, Song Mingtao smiled and answered with a satisfied look on his face.

"You are the benefactor of our family. Let alone going with you, even if you want me to die."

"I won't have any complaints."

I know that Song Mingtao hasn't recovered from the loss and recovery yet, so just listen to this sentence and don't take it seriously.

And what's the point of me taking his life?

"Think about it. When we get to the base, I will treat you like an animal."

"You will be treated like a labor camp inmate even if you go there."

Hearing this, Song Mingtao nodded and answered without any hesitation.

"I see."

"When do we leave?"

For some reason, Song Mingtao's voice sounded a bit anxious that I couldn't understand.

"I can't take you away now, just like you said to me at the beginning."

"It's a 600-kilometer journey, and there are other forces and zombie threats along the way. It's impossible to make it all the way alive."

I lowered my head, rubbed my fingers gently, and spoke slowly.

"So, I plan to go out and get a jeep by myself first."

"Tomorrow, tomorrow you take me out of the desert, and after I get a jeep outside, I will come back to find you."

Hearing this, Song Mingtao did not refute anything, but said something without any context.

"Xiaoya likes you very much."

This sentence was so abrupt and inexplicably inconsistent that I couldn't help but roll my eyes at Song Mingtao and said.

"Why, do you want to be my father-in-law?"

Song Mingtao ignored my joke, frowned and spoke very seriously.

"It's strange. When I brought someone back before, Xiaoya always looked timid and didn't dare to come forward at all."

"You saw it today. She was even a little scared of her own mother."

"But strangely, she is very close to you. She has been like this since the beginning."

"The most interesting thing is, if Xiaoya hadn't come to your side the day I picked you up, I would have killed you that night."

Speaking of this, Song Mingtao couldn't help but sigh.

"What a strange fate."

I didn't take Song Mingtao's words to heart and just smiled out of politeness. Now I just wanted to see Tongtong as soon as possible, so it was hard to take other things to heart.

Night fell quietly, and that night, Song Mingtao prepared a fairly sumptuous dinner.

The next day, I left the desert under the guidance of Song Mingtao.

Chapter 89 Gobi Desert

Once I knew the correct route, I began to feel that the desert was not such a difficult place to travel.

When I parted with Song Mingtao, he gave me a thick notebook, which recorded methods of determining directions in the desert, route maps he had memorized over the years, and even forces that needed attention in surrounding cities.

This guy Song Mingtao is more serious than I thought. He must have been a top student back then.

After saying goodbye to Song Mingtao, I set out on my journey alone. After leaving the desert, there was another desolate Gobi Desert.

Today is really not a suitable day to go out.

Shortly after I set foot on the Gobi Desert, heavy black clouds slowly gathered above the dome, blocking the light, and soon covered the entire sky.

In the distance, the silhouettes of flying birds flew over the ground very low, as if a storm was about to come.

Looking around, there was nothing to see except stones and rocks all over the ground.

I stood in the Gobi Desert, my eyes twitching constantly. Where could I find a place to shelter from the rain in this desolate mountain and wilderness?

I had no choice but to speed up my pace and walk quickly towards the distant mountains.

As I was walking, I saw many white bones besides gravel on the beach next to me. However, the bones had been broken into pieces so badly that I couldn't tell whether they were human bones or not.

The dark clouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker, and the light was getting dimmer. I didn't care about my bones and started running for my life.

Song Mingtao prepared a backpack for me, but it did not contain any spare clothes. Instead, it contained some not-so-sharp daggers.

I don't want to walk out of this Gobi Desert wet.

My strengthened body has strangely increased my speed and endurance, and I have to doubt the IQ level of that cerebral palsy god again.

This fucking thing has far exceeded the so-called limit of human physical strength!

As I ran at a very fast speed, the mountains in the distance were getting closer and closer. Finally, when a heavy rain was about to come, I hid in a cave on the mountain.

As soon as I stepped into the cave, raindrops fell on my feet and a flash of lightning meandered like a snake, moving in the black cloud.

Rumble!

The deafening thunder, with a time difference, followed the lightning. As the thunder sounded, the rain curtain fell from the sky.

I breathed a sigh of relief, took off my backpack, sat on the ground, and waited for the rain to stop.

However, when a person is unlucky, even his farts will contain shit.

Just as I found a comfortable position to sit down, a low growl sounded behind me.

"Roar!!!"

Hearing this wild growl, I looked back in surprise, only to see a brown bear in the dark cave, baring its teeth at me.

No, how come there are bears in the Gobi Desert?

That was the last thought that went through my mind before that damn bear pounced on me.

Ten minutes later, there was a dead bear in the cave.

I sat on the bear's body and rubbed my left cheek where it had been hit by the bear's paw. It was much more comfortable than a chair.

In fact, my fight with the bear was surprisingly simple.

It hit me with its paw, I punched it in the face, it bit me, and I kicked it in the balls.

This battle is so simple and boring.

With my current physical ability, I can punch that mountain-sized monster away with one punch, and killing a bear is no problem.

"The Gobi bear...isn't this thing an endangered species?"

After a while of thinking hard, I finally remembered the species of this bear.

The Gobi bear is a species of bear that lives in the Gobi Desert. It is an endangered species and is under protection. Although the name sounds sloppy, it is a real animal.

But I remember that there were only a very small number of this kind of Gobi bear left, and no matter how you counted, it was impossible for them to be here.

It seems that these Gobi bears have lived a very comfortable life during these ten years of apocalypse.

Outside the cave, the raindrops were like a beaded curtain, impenetrable. I sat on the Gobi bear's body and looked at the puddles that were quickly gathering outside.

A long-lost feeling of loneliness came over me silently.

I once thought that I was a person who could endure loneliness and could live alone in this doomsday for ten years.

But now, I have become a person who is very afraid of loneliness. A feeling of powerlessness that drives me crazy is growing wildly in my body and blood.

What changed me?

I thought about it over and over again, and found that the answer was obvious.

"Tongtong."

From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality.

I have become accustomed to the feeling of having someone by my side, so it is difficult for me to adapt to the feeling of loneliness again.

I had nothing to do, so to relieve my loneliness, I picked up the backpack Song Mingtao prepared for me and took out a small knife from it.

What surprised me even more was that there was a convex lens in the backpack, which I could use to make a fire when the weather was fine.

I took out the dagger and began to move it on the bear's head with great interest. I was going to skin the bear.

The skin of an endangered species, it's cool to think about.

There should be no problem if I do this, after all, it's a dead bear.

The knife was a bit blunt, so it was a little difficult to peel the skin, but fortunately I had enough strength even though I had nothing else.

I first cut a hole with a knife, then scraped down along the bear skin little by little to peel off the skin.

It was an extremely slow process, during which I smelled the aroma of an endangered species.

Ah, that doesn't smell very good.

After all, all raw meat smells the same, which is really not pleasant.

Hopefully, once it’s roasted, it will live up to its status as an endangered species.

Skinning is more pleasurable than I thought. Watching the bear skin peel off bit by bit gives me a strange sense of satisfaction.

No wonder some people say that people can always get happiness from creation and destruction.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Water droplets fell and formed puddles outside. The heavy rain washed the stones on the Gobi Desert even smoother.

The sound of the dripping rain was exceptionally clear and rustling, and it sounded quite comfortable.