Chapter 944
The Delinquent Girl and the Sick Patient
She quickly found what she wanted: a nearly new blue face mask.
Just as the delinquent girl wanted to put it on.
The patient, who had been mentally impaired, finally started to respond.
"It's toxic! The mask is useless!"
The voice that suddenly rang out was very low.
The girl was stunned for a moment, then looked ahead and realized what was going on.
This slightly stuttering sentence was actually uttered by this middle-aged man wearing a hospital gown.
"Uncle, what did you say?"
"So you're not stupid after all?"
The patient, with a blank expression and staring blankly at the girl in front of him, spoke again, almost neurotically.
"It's toxic! The mask is useless. We need an antidote!"
“Detoxify!”
“Detoxify!”
“Detoxify!”
The delinquent girl, who had initially intended to turn around and leave without paying any attention to the patient, finally began to look at him more seriously after hearing his repeated insistence.
Because if she remembered correctly.
Among the group of veterans who just disappeared, someone mentioned the words "the air is toxic."
Thinking of this, I glanced at the patient who was still repeating the same thing.
After hesitating for a moment, the girl opened her tactical backpack and quickly found two vials, one white and one yellow.
Beneath a string of incomprehensible English text were translated Chinese labels.
"An antidote? This thing is supposed to be drunk, right?"
After opening the bottle, the delinquent girl decisively tilted her head back and drank it all down.
Looking at the remaining vial of medicine in his hand, he then looked up at the patient wrapped in gauze.
For some reason, the delinquent girl just opened the bottle.
He pinched the mouth of the patient in front of him and forced it down his throat.
"Uncle, open your mouth, I'm doing this for your own good."
"I also wanted to see if those people were lying."
"What could be more convincing than curing you, my patient!"
"Am I right."
"I'm such a little genius!"
As he spoke, he poured all the medicine into the patient's mouth, who was in a daze.
Then the delinquent girl stopped in her tracks and just stared at what was in front of her.
Because she was also curious whether those mysterious veterans were lying.
Soon, only about two or three minutes had passed.
The delinquent girl then had her answer.
Compared to the feeling of warmth throughout the body after drinking the antidote.
The healing potions obtained from the Harry Potter world finally have a touch of magic.
The delinquent girl slowly opened her mouth wide.
A tiny ray of white light emerged from the man's body in front of them and then drifted toward the back of his head, which was wrapped in gauze.
These things, like fireflies, flew in and out of this dimly lit platform.
It makes the original real world seem somewhat surreal.
This process lasted for more than ten seconds, until the last point of light disappeared.
The patient's originally blank stare suddenly held a peculiar gleam that the delinquent girl couldn't decipher.
The excited delinquent girl covered her mouth:
"My God..."
"Is this really a magic potion?"
"So, the Clow Cards and the Transformers world are real???"
Without any hesitation, the girl stood on tiptoe and lifted the net and gauze off the patient's head.
As a result, the patient indeed had no wounds on the back of his head.
"Uncle?"
"Uncle?"
"Can you hear me?"
"You should be all better now, right? How are you feeling?"
As soon as the girl finished speaking, she saw the patient's gaze begin to focus and finally land on her.
This change also relieved her.
She was genuinely worried that her last remaining partner was not only an idiot, but also a waste of one of her precious healing potions.
That would be such a loss.
It was only after using it that she discovered something awful.
That means a tactical backpack contains only one antidote and one healing potion.
However, it seems the outcome is good now; at least we have one more normal teammate.
Thinking of this, the girl's originally frivolous expression began to subside. She spat some saliva into her palm and rubbed her face vigorously.
The heavy, unnatural makeup on her face disappeared, revealing a face full of collagen and youthful vitality.
Then the girl forced out a bit of sincerity.
"Let me formally introduce myself. I am Li Qingqing, a dropout and unemployed, but also a proud Young Pioneer."
"What's your name, sir?"
After saying that, Li Qingqing stared at the person in front of her with a look of anticipation.
"Three!"
Li Qingqing was stunned by this irrelevant answer.
"What three?"
"It's just the two of us here..."
The sick man turned around, looked up at the spot where Zheng Zha and the others had disappeared, and murmured:
“They already have three wise men, so it seems there is no place for me.”
"A fourth-order gene lock captain, a mental power user, an auxiliary ability user, a mature team of eleven people with clear division of labor. It seems I'm late."
"But it's okay, there's still a chance..."
It's a challenge for twenty people; He'll definitely intervene...
I still have a chance. Here, it's all or nothing...
Looking at this person who's talking in a cryptic, incoherent way.
Li Qingqing, who had originally stayed to ask questions out of kindness, stepped forward directly.
It slapped him hard on the back of his head, which had just healed.
At the same time, he muttered and cursed:
"Depend on."
"What a waste of my healing potion."
"I thought you had external injuries, but it turns out it was internal? Are you mentally ill?"
"Or is he mentally ill?"
"Never mind, it's all the same."
As she spoke, Li Qingqing stopped looking at the patient whose buttons were all fastened incorrectly, squatted down and began rummaging through the other items in the backpack.
Looking at the pale yellow talismans in his hand, he didn't care whether they were useful or not, and just grabbed a few and stuffed them into his shirt.
I casually glanced at the rest of the items one by one.
What she didn't notice was that after being slapped, the middle-aged patient's eyes, which had previously held color, suddenly changed.
Some things are starting to disappear, and some things are starting to appear.
This change also softened the patient's original demeanor.
A few minutes later.
A mellow, instantly pleasing voice suddenly rang out:
"Hello Li Qingqing, my name is Qingchen. It seems that you are my only teammate now."
Li Qingqing, who was squatting on the ground, looked up in surprise.
She craned her neck to look at the person who had spoken.
That is, his expression was one of surprise after he saw it clearly.
Because the person in front of me is clearly the same person, with the same facial features and the same appearance.
But for some reason, just the voice and expression were different, and it was as if he were a completely different person. Li Qingqing asked cautiously:
"Um, are you all better, sir?"
"No, I thought you were talking nonsense just now... hahaha, it's all right now."
"That's it."
"But let me make it clear first, this backpack is mine, but I can share the food and water inside with you, it'll be enough for a month anyway."
Hearing this, Qingchen nodded gently.
"Thank you for the healing potion. I won't try to take this backpack from you."
"But do you have a cell phone or any other electronic devices on you?"
Li Qingqing, who already felt a little guilty, became even more ashamed upon hearing this, so she quickly answered the question that followed:
"No, no, I came here while I was playing on the computer at an internet cafe. My phone was charging at the time, so I didn't bring it with me."
"Ahem, now that you're all better, let's set off!"
"Otherwise, those veterans would have gone far away."
"Since these magic potions are real, it means they weren't lying."
Li Qingqing, noticing the uncle staring intently at her, pointed to the spiral staircase leading upwards and changed the subject.
But when she turned around, put on her backpack, and was about to climb, there was no more movement behind her.
Look back.
The middle-aged man in the hospital gown was squatting on the ground, drawing something on the cement floor with a piece of gravel.
The only sound on the quiet underground platform was the scraping of gravel against the concrete floor.
This bizarre scene made Li Qingqing shudder.
After all, she's just a little girl.
At that moment, a voice in her mind told her to ignore it, to go straight up the stairs and catch up with the seniors or even the two students, and just leave this neurotic patient alone.
Another voice said, "Now it's just the two of you left, you can't separate anymore, go back and take a look."
After pondering for a while, the second voice finally took over Li Qingqing's rationality.
Because in the horror movies she had watched, missing teammates were equated with death.
Acting alone is synonymous with foolishness.
So she swallowed hard and decided to turn around and look back.
Only after getting closer did she see that Qingchen, kneeling on the ground, had drawn a large area of simple drawings composed of various lines.
And this map is constantly expanding.
Li Qingqing, being an incompetent and early-dropping student, naturally couldn't tell what it was, but she wasn't blind.
Because Qingchen's drawings by hand were even more precise than those she drew with a ruler and compass.
A rustling sound kept ringing out.
Qingchen's hand speed is getting faster and faster.
After finally drawing a five-pointed star at a certain location.
Li Qingqing then realized it.
What he drew appears to be a floor plan of a building.
And if she wasn't mistaken, this floor plan should be of the underground air-raid shelter they were in.
Because the location of this five-pointed star is exactly the same as the location of the marker on the shopping mall map.
As soon as she thought of something, Li Qingqing asked it.
"Is this a floor plan of an underground air-raid shelter?"
Qingchen answered without looking up:
"Yes! This five-pointed star represents the platform where you and I are right now."
Li Qingqing's first thought upon seeing the massive floor plan unfolding on the ground was disbelief.
"Then how did you know?"
"Special abilities?"
"Or superpowers?"
Qingchen slowly stood up and pointed to his ear:
"I could tell from listening to it."
"After the golden light barrier disappears, take advantage of that momentary echo. After all, this place isn't that big, is it!"
There was a grunt.
Li Qingqing swallowed.
She suddenly realized something: this patient who had finally woken up was unresponsive and had wasted a dose of medication.
He's definitely not an ordinary person.
At least they're not ordinary people like myself.
After all, what ordinary person could possibly decipher a map of an air-raid shelter just by listening to it?
How is this any different from superpowers?
Thinking of this, he tightened the backpack on his shoulder.
"Ahem, uncle!"
"So, where do you think we should go now?"
"I'll listen to you."
Facing the problems of the young girls around him.
Qingchen looked down at the mark on his wrist.
"We're not going anywhere. Didn't those veterans say that our task is simply to survive for thirteen days?"
"So there's no need to follow them."
"Since we're just living and there's no set location for our activities, why can't it be here?"
As he spoke, Qingchen, with an expression as if he had just remembered something, said gently:
"By the way, can I call you Qingqing?"
The gentle, mellow voice, coupled with the candid gaze, made Li Qingqing blush inexplicably.
"of course can."
Qingchen lowered his head again, continuing to draw as he asked, "Qingqing, have you seen the Transformers movies?"
Li Qingqing nodded:
"Of course I've seen it, but I've forgotten a lot of it."
"I don't remember if I've seen the first one or something, but I know Optimus Prime, Megatron, Decepticons, and Bumblebee."
Li Qingqing racked her brains but could only come up with a few overused names.
Qingchen nodded: "Just knowing the general idea is enough, then you should be able to understand."
"As those veterans just said, there's no need to worry about which movie it is anymore. The plot has changed, and Megatron of the Decepticons has obtained the AllSpark."
"You can imagine that Megatron is using the power of the AllSpark to rapidly invade Earth, and may have already completed the invasion."
"Our task as newcomers is to survive in this apocalyptic scenario."
"As for the other tasks, those are for the senior members to consider."
"And this air-raid shelter meets all the characteristics of a safe house in a doomsday scenario,"
"In other words, the fact that the main god they mentioned chose this place as the landing site is also one of the advantages given to the newcomers."
"After all, this level of horror film is too difficult for a newcomer, isn't it!"
Although Li Qingqing didn't understand the last sentence, her face still betrayed her surprise:
The girl's eyes widened: "Uncle, what do you do for a living?"
"How do you know so much?"
"No, I meant to say, how come you're so smart?"
Qingchen smiled slightly and said softly:
"Game architect, specializing in designing survival games like this."
"I never expected to actually come here one day, but so far, it's been quite interesting, hasn't it?"
Li Qingqing's lips twitched. What was so interesting about this?
However, she felt happy after having this thought:
"So we can survive just by staying here? Is that right?"
The expected nod did not occur.
"Today, tomorrow, or maybe the day after tomorrow, it's likely that this place will be relatively safe for the first half of the time."
"But then things get dangerous."
"No, it should be certain death."
"After all, we have no ability to fight back against those transformed Decepticon robots, even the grunts in the movie."
"Once you encounter it, the most likely outcome is death."
Li Qingqing said she didn't understand:
"What about the days before that?"
"Why do you say it's safe?" (End of Chapter)