2 Chapter 1: Black rain
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The dim light, the bare bricks and gravel, and the flaking dry cement scattered silently all around.
A beetle climbed on its surface, and the hard hexapods alternated with each other, trying to find its own belly.
It has not been eating for almost a week.
Under this ruin, it is harder to find food that can be imported.
If you don't pay attention, you will become food for others.
The tadpole is just about half a meter in length, the dark black lacquered carapace, the arthropods sharp enough to leave dense footprints on the cement block, and the double jaws that easily cut the steel bars.
He has proved that it is also a small predator in the small ruins in this dark corner.
The giant beetle lifted the fragile cement block with its mouthparts, trying to find a trace of material inside it that could be filled into the stomach and digested, even if it was only a pinch of hair.
However, after turning for a long time, not to mention hair, not even the traces of other creatures' excrement.
As it was disappointed and ready to leave, suddenly two small emerald green eyes lighted up, and a beeping sound more exciting than finding a spouse!
Because it smells long-lost food.
In spite of extreme hunger, spouses are just food.
Although the **** smell that appeared inexplicably appeared and appeared strangely, it also deeply stimulated its brain less than the size of the thumb.
Mutated evolved its body, but did not evolve their wisdom, so it flew towards the source of taste without hesitation.
This faint "fragrance" is like a red line, pulling it all the way to a small cottage not far away.
The same was true in the room. It was so dark that the five fingers could not be reached. The collapsed closet and furniture had been eaten up by other insects. Only a rusty iron frame was mixed in the rubble.
The source of the food smell is located on a blood-stained rag inside the iron frame.
The giant beetle did not hesitate at all, and the deliciousness in its close proximity made it forget all the potential dangers and flung it in disregard.
In this world today, being a satiety ghost is much happier than being food for others.
Without exception, this giant beetle is now the unhappy type.
Just as it got into the iron frame just enough to fit into its body!
Creak ~
A black rope cloth that tied a corner of the iron frame was suddenly pulled by external forces, which instantly merged the entire frame together, and tightly bound the half-meter-long giant beetle in it!
Hiss! !!
The cricket beetle was frightened, and immediately gave out a gas-screaming roar, which looked extra harsh in this silent room!
At the same time, the figure who has been hiding in the dark corner has been dispatched!
His thin but healthy body, like a breeze of wind, quickly swept through the rubble.
Just before the giant beetle is about to break the decaying iron frame, a swoop rides on its hard iron armor!
But this also makes the beetle struggle more intense.
The figure didn't drag the water in the slightest, and smashed the metal crowbar, which was already clenched in his right hand, severely against the head of the beetle, which was also covered with armor!
Huh!
Slap the first stick across the round and hard head of the giant beetle, bringing out a faint spark. The fleeting fire light illuminates the teenager's dark, resolute and thin cheek.
Huh!
Press the second stick, and the bent end of the crowbar is inserted into a gap between the beetle's head and the body.
Click!
Third, the teenager uses his weight to take the bend of the crowbar as the fulcrum, and presses down with his body!
The giant beetle's hard headgear was finally pried open, exposing the internal muscle tissue that was still exuding heat!
Before it was about to scream screams and attract other advanced mutant creatures, the boy quickly pulled out the crowbar, and then sharpened the sharp end toward the beetle's brain in the impression!
Huh!
Instant! A green and stinky liquid sprayed and splashed on his face, and at the same time, the giant beetle completely lost his struggle, leaving only six pointed feet twitching slightly under the reflection of the nerves.
After the giant beetle was killed by the cricket, the juvenile did not relax. He pulled out a prepared plastic film from behind and tightly wrapped the beetle's sloppy head to prevent the smell of it.
Finally, he picked up the body of the beetle, which was nearly tens of pounds in weight, and quickly left the bungalow.
I left about a minute later.
The ceiling, under the floor, outside the door, and all corners of the room suddenly heard a dense snoring sound, which made people feel numb.
The centipede is a thousand fist-sized poisonous ants, attracted by the stench remaining in the room, and instantly occupied the entire deserted bungalow, leaving it to be wrapped in a frenzied black sea.
Uh ...
In a three-story building that was distorted to seem to collapse at any time, the young man placed the giant beetle corpse in his arms on the ground.
The uncle's rushing all the way around holding the beetle kept him out of breath, but he also deliberately reduced his breathing.
He took out a sharp bone knife from his waist and skillfully poke a small hole in the plastic film that wrapped the beetle's head.
Then, he bowed his head and used his chapped lips to approach the small hole, and began to **** and **** the giant green beetle's stinky dark green brain tissue greedily.
He didn't stop this beast-like behavior until his dried up abdomen slightly bulged, and closed the hole again with a thin film.
It's been about 3 days since the last meal.
Tong Xia Leng sat on the ground, wiping off the thick sap remaining in the corner of her mouth, and breathed a sigh of relief.
This hunting should be able to support yourself to maintain combat effectiveness for about 3-5 days.
He can't stand the disgusting blood of insects either, also wants to roast delicious insect meat with fire.
But making a fire without strong barrier protection at night is no different from seeking a dead end.
In this ridiculous end time, the beast no longer fears the flames, the bugs no longer fear the cold, and the plants no longer need photosynthesis.
A swaying campfire was set off in the gloomy night, and it was tantamount to announcing to every senior hunter that there was a fool waiting for your sign.
Suddenly, Xia Leng's only physical stamina could not hold him to the next day.
By nature, Rumao drinking blood is the simplest and rude way to restore physical strength, and this is not the first time anyway.
Waiting for the time to gradually recover his strength, he looked at the surrounding environment in the small building on the third or third floor.
The collapsed wreckage of the refrigerator, the decadent sofa that has fallen to the ground, the high-quality crystal chandeliers swaying from the ceiling, and the dusty photo frame lying beside them prove that here was a happy and happy family of five years and three months Well-off house.
Twenty-five years and three months ago, everyone was still immersed in a happy life.
Xia Leng was only 17 years old at that time. He was a student who had just been admitted to university. He was just an introvert, a bad speaker, and basically had no friends during the semester.
But he didn't care, he was like this.
On one day, however, the sky was shrouded by dark clouds at an instant without warning, and then a weird black rain showered the sky.
And that day, the school was holding a school celebration in the school square. Except for a few people such as Xia Leng who took sick leave to sleep in the dormitory, tens of thousands of teachers and students were wet by the sudden black rain.
Wu Xia Leng didn't remember how long he had slept at that time, just remembered that when he woke up, there were all kinds of creepy growls outside the window ...
