Epoch of Twilight

It has been seven days since the emergence of the mutant mosquito, but the situation is still not improving. The whole city is like a dead ghost town, and there are no people on the street.

"Mom, I am so hungry!" said a five-year-old, chubby child, said pitifully.

"Xiao Yu, wait! The time for dinner has not arrived yet!" Xiaoyu Ma smiled.

"But at noon, Xiaoyu didn't eat. I am suffering from a hungry stomach now." Xiaoyu said with a bitter face, holding a remote control car without a battery in his hand and pushing it on the ground.

Xiaoyu Ma’s eyes were red, and she looked at Huang Wei. Huang Wei sighed and nodded. “Forget it, cook, wait until you sleep early.”

"Oh! I can finally eat." Xiaoyu dropped the remote control car and immediately cheered.

Xiaoyu Ma sighed and stood up. She went to the rice bag that had already seen the bottom. She took a small bowl of rice and thought about it and poured it in half. Then she went to the kitchen to wash rice, put the rice in the pot, and put it again. The three bowls of water started to burn when they ignited the gas.

Looking at the jumping flame, she was a little bit stunned. After a while, she wiped a sweat and held the wall slowly into the chair.

Half an hour later, she put three bowls of porridge on the table in turn, and some were weak: "Eating!"

Huang Wei and his son came over. When they looked at the porridge on the table, they were clear and clear. He was shocked: "Is there no rice at home?"

"There are only five bowls, and I don't know how to support them for a few days." Xiaoyu Ma sighed heavily: "You can save a little more now."

Huang Wei clicked a bit and looked bitter. Fortunately, before the accident, I bought a bag of 20 kg of rice. I thought that such a day would soon end, but as time went by, the mosquitoes here were more and more!

In addition to the few meals that I had eaten in the past few days, the family ate a porridge every day. Even if it was an iron-clad body, it couldn’t stand it anymore. It’s only five days, except that the son was not so thin. The two were almost a thin circle. I didn't expect that even if it was, the food could not last long.

Xiaoyu **** porridge and the toy has already been thrown aside by him. When he is starving, even if he is a picky eater, he can eat it if he can eat it.

He watched his son ignore the porridge's hot, gorging, and he was silent for a while: "When I go to the opposite king to borrow some food!"

"Do they still have rice?" Xiaoyu Ma quickly said, with a hint of hope on her face.

"There should be, before the incident, they snapped up a lot, and now they have not finished eating. My relationship with Lao Wang is not bad, even if you can not borrow, you should be able to buy some, the price is expensive to buy!" Consolation, in fact, his heart is not bottom, now is not the past, this time, food is more precious than gold, it is just a life. Not relatives or friends, who will lend you.

In fact, he and the Pharaoh have only known each other. They have previously sold him an insurance. If you count this, you can’t do it. Now there are insurance companies, the money that the old king bought insurance, has all been squandered, and the people who confuse him to buy are undoubtedly the culprit.

When there is a demand for people, I always think more, and Huang Wei suffers from some losses.

He blew the porridge, and when the porridge was a little colder, he swallowed it in three mouths. If you don't eat it, you will feel more hungry when you eat it. The stomach is screaming, and the whole stomach is like a river in the middle of the river. He touched the belly that had lost weight in the past, but it has gradually disappeared. He slowly stood up: "I am going to ask opposite?"

He went to the hanger, put a raincoat on it, put on the rain boots, and finally thought about wearing a battery car helmet, and I don't know if these things can prevent the mosquito bites.

"You are careful, if not, you will come back soon!" Xiaoyu Ma was worried.

"Nothing, the government's propaganda car does not say that the mutant mosquitoes do not wear raincoats?" Huang Wei smiled and took a deep breath, opened the door, and then quickly closed.

He carefully looked at the corridor and saw that there was no mutant mosquito, and he quickly walked to the opposite door. He tapped softly: "Pharaoh, is it?"

The sound passed through the helmet, and some were somewhat distorted and dull.

After a dozen seconds, the voice came from the opposite side: "Who!"

"Pharaoh, it is me, Huang Wei opposite!" he said quickly.

"You don't accompany your wife, child, what are you doing here, not afraid of being killed by mutant mosquitoes?" Pharaoh's voice was a little sloppy, but did not mean to open the door.

Huang Wei is somewhat difficult to talk about. After hesitating for a few seconds, he said sternly: "I am also forced to do so. I have no rice at home. I have been eating porridge for several days now. I am coming to buy some rice with you, the price. Say."

Lao Wang’s wife came over and warned and whispered, “What did Huang Wei come to look for?”

"He said that he wants to buy rice, do you want to sell it to him?" Pharaoh whispered.

"We sell and sell, we are not much. Who knows that such a day will last for a few days, when it is every meter, what do we eat?"

Oppositely, there was a faint voice of whispering. Huang Wei’s heart twitched, and there was an unknown hunch.

"Ah, Huang Wei, I don't know the point. You won't borrow rice from us, but my family doesn't have much rice. The family of four has to eat every day, and we can't afford it. It's really embarrassing." Ah, or do you want to borrow someone else to borrow? It’s really unbearable!” Pharaoh said something.

"Ah, nothing, nothing, I know you have a hard time!" Huang Wei said with a bitter look.

He stood for a moment, sighed, turned and walked to the door of the house, was preparing to open the door with the key, heard the voice inside, the hand stopped.

"Dad, when will you come back with rice?" his son said crisply.

"Come back soon, when we have a good meal."

“Can you eat fragrant rice?” The son’s voice was filled with hope.

"Yes!" His wife paused. "But he can only eat one meal."

"Oh, great, but why didn't Dad come back?"

He slowly squatted down and leaned against the wall, making a depressing cry. After a while, he suddenly stood up and walked upstairs. He does not believe that there are so many people in this building, not one will not sell.

"150, 151, 152..."

Luo Yuan kept doing push-ups in the living room. He was extremely fast, and had reached one or five or six times. The average person could only see a phantom. The sweat kept squatting from his naked back, and the white body seemed to have a layer of oil, but his movements did not stop, as if a high-speed machine, mechanical and precise.

For example, the back muscles of two wings, as the movements shrink, pull other narrow and small muscles, forming a complex and dense muscle network.

Master Wang stood in the corner of the wall and secretly looked at Luo Yuan. She was at the age of spring, and she was curious and shy about the body of the opposite sex. Coupled with the blushing heartbeat of Luo’s bedroom. It has intensified her curiosity. Her eyes turned and she dared to go to the living room, and if she had nothing to do, she went to Luo Yuan.

At this time, Luo Yuan stopped and gasped. He picked up a towel and wiped his sweat. He was ready to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

"Large brother, don't you do push-ups?" Master Wang pretended to stare at Luo Yuan's body.

"Yeah!" Luo Yuan couldn't even speak out, and this high-intensity exercise tested his endurance very much. He insisted on taking off in less than a minute. However, at the beginning he could only do one hundred and seventy at full speed, and now he can do two hundred. During this time, his progress is not obvious.

Of course, the best exercise method is a short-distance sprint, and it will take a few seconds to keep like a dog. However, it is still daytime. Although there are no people on the street, there are always people who will notice that he does not dare to run outside, but is considered to be an evolutionary person, causing trouble.

His endurance is a short board of all attributes, like a machine with obvious defects. It can only run for ten seconds or so, and it will be awkward, which seriously restricts his strength, so whether it is day or night, as long as the physical strength is restored. , exercise your endurance.

The mutant mosquitoes outside are a threat to ordinary people, but for those who have mastered a knife, it is difficult to get close! Once he enters the state of imaginary enemies, the surrounding area is completely silent, and the insects are retreating. Sometimes some unlucky mosquitoes are too close, and they fall to the ground, and the hard-hitting souls are smashed.

Since the successful implementation of the will on that night, he basically spent the night outside. The layer of Guanghua, which is as light as a thin sand, is called a knife, although the power is amazing, but to his extent, there is actually no actual combat effect.

Because in the fierce battle, no one will give you time to unite the will!

The killing of the violent dragon lizard was purely a good man. The reason why it succeeded was that the behemoth had been dizzy by the high-explosive bomb and the flash bomb, and it was the best time to fall on the ground. . Luo Yuan accurately seized the opportunity, coupled with the process of running, with no worries, slowly accumulating momentum, this was a success.

But if the other side avoids this blow, or if the blow is not fatal, the rhythm of the attack will be interrupted. Once there is no thought of desperation, the will will not condense.

What he has to do is to constantly speed up the speed of this cohesive will, from the original ten seconds to a few seconds, in a second, and even in the mind, the will is united. However... perhaps self-hypnosis, always with an unreal feeling, can not bring people a real threat of physical and mental tremors, the effect of these days of practice, it is somewhat unsatisfactory.