Surviving in another world, occasionally finding a beautiful woman

747 watched from afar as Yang Qi's figure disappeared in the flames. Lin Xia sat down next to him, and everyone just watched until everything burned out.

There are still mutants that come over from time to time, but they are all dealt with by them.

They found a vent and blew the collected ashes away with the wind, hoping that he could go further.

"Brother! Have a safe journey."

"Brother! Go find your freedom and don't come back!"

Almost everyone was talking to Yang Qi. Some people wanted to speak but chose to speak silently. Lin Xia looked at them and at the direction the wind was going: Yang Qi, you are free now, which is naturally good. Enjoy it.

747 was brought by Lin Xia, but he was still in a daze, just staring at her without saying a word.

It was almost five o'clock. Lin Xia looked at the time and said, "We should go."

They also knew that it was time to go back, so they turned around and walked back.

Lin Xia tried to pull 747 away, but failed. She turned around and looked at 747.

"Brother, I will not let your death be in vain."

Lin Xia still heard 747's whispered words. Lin Xia didn't say anything, but just said, "Let's go back."

747 did not resist Lin Xia anymore and followed him back.

The team lost two more people today, and their team fell into a terrible silence. No one made any movement, no one spoke, and even the breathing seemed to be deliberately made very light.

The fat white little bugs were very energetic. Lin Xia stared at the little bugs on the ground and made up her mind to kill them all.

Tang Yi and the driver were sitting in the front. The driver was puzzled, "Doctor Tang, what's going on? Why do I feel like there's something wrong with these people?"

"Really? No, maybe I'm just tired."

"Oh, that."

Tang Yi sat in the passenger seat, looking at the scenery receding outside the window, with an unchanging smile on his face, but no smile in his eyes.

After handing in their things, they left. The atmosphere was extremely depressing.

It seemed that the people who were weeding were also in a low mood, and the prison was surprisingly quiet tonight.

747 was in a daze the whole time, with no sadness or pain on his face.

It was late at night and everyone was asleep in prison, but 747 was not asleep. He kept his eyes open, staring at the upper bunk, motionless. Tears streamed down his face and seeped into the pillow. No one knew, and no one noticed.

Lin Xia couldn't fall asleep either. Why? He had experienced so many separations and deaths, yet he still couldn't adapt, couldn't remain indifferent.

747 is opposite Lin Xia, who is on the upper bunk. The upper bunk opposite is Yang Qi's bed.

Lin Xia turned over and lay on her side. The light from the corridor shone in from the small window and sprinkled on the ground.

In the blur, Lin Xia seemed to see 747 lying flat on the bed, motionless, and suddenly sniffed.

Lin Xia knew that he hadn't slept either, but it was better to let him figure this out on his own.

……

Today the prison is re-selecting people and has sternly warned them not to sign up if they don't know how to do it. If they are found to have signed up but are not working, they will not be given food.

Lin Xia: ...It's becoming more and more like a slave owner.

Lin Xia still didn't go up to sign up. Farming was okay, but today the task was to find someone to build a house, and Lin Xia didn't know how to do it.

As a result, not many people signed up, and the person who registered in front saw Lin Xia at a glance.

"you."

Lin Xia was confused. The person registering pointed in Lin Xia's direction. Lin Xia pointed at herself in confusion:?

"Yes! Can you carry cement and bricks?"

"Uh, okay."

"Okay, number 943." The registration person casually registered Lin Xia and pointed behind them, "Come here and wait."

Lin Xia was speechless and had no choice but to go behind them and wait.

When Yang Qi and his brothers saw Lin Xia going up, they started whispering to each other, as if they were discussing whether they should go too.

Finally, someone made up their mind and came forward to ask, "Sir, do you still need someone who can carry cement bags and bricks?"

"Yes, I'll make a note of it for you."

Once one person spoke up, the others followed suit and wrote down their numbers one by one.

until……

The person registering looked at the skinny 747 in front of him and wondered, "Can you lift it?"

"can."

The person registering was still hesitating when Lin Xia rushed over and said, "Don't be fooled by the fact that he doesn't look as strong as us. He is extremely powerful."

"Okay, if he can't do it, give him half of your food." The person registering also registered 747.

All of Yang Qi's men joined the team carrying cement and moving bricks.

What Lin Xia didn't know was that he was about to face Yang Du, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and Lin Xia had protected the other man to death.

Although the number of people who signed up was much less than yesterday, there were still about 20 to 30 people, and the person in charge took them to the destination.

It was Lin Xia's first time in this place. Seeing the weeded land, just like the children in his hometown cutting their own hair, the grass on the ground was bumpy and even less clean than if the cows had eaten it. Seeing tents on the edge, Lin Xia was stunned. "There are people stationed here."

No one responded to Lin Xia, and Lin Xia didn't pay attention. He thought about the two cars when he killed the mutants a few days ago, and also thought that these might be the people they brought back.

"Just wait here, someone will bring things over in a while. Once you sort things out, they will teach you what to do." The person in charge gave the instructions and left, leaving the group of people looking at each other in bewilderment.

Lin Xia:......

"long time no see."

A gentle voice sounded behind Lin Xia. Lin Xia knew who it was just by hearing the voice. She turned around and saw that it was Yang Du.

Lin Xia nodded at him, "Long time no see."

Yang Du seemed to be searching for something in the crowd. Lin Xia could guess what was going on. Sure enough, Yang Du asked him, "Where's my little brother?"

Almost as soon as Yang Du finished speaking, the younger brothers in front of him, including Lin Xia and 747, lowered their heads. Lin Xia sighed deeply and said slowly, "I'm sorry, he's dead."

"What, what?" Yang Du couldn't believe what he heard. This is how people are. Even though the answer is right in front of them, they still can't believe it because of their own heart. They hope, hope that things will be as he wishes, hope that reality will no longer be cruel.

"Sorry." Lin Xia had no choice but to lie, because Yang Du would always know.

Yang Du was stunned for a moment. Although Yang Qi was just his younger brother, Yang Du treated him as a big brother. From the moment he saved him in the beginning, to the two of them supporting each other and working hard to gain a foothold in the base, Yang Qi had always been with him. With Yang Qi's ability, he should not and could not die like this.

But life and death are like this. In a blink of an eye, he may be alive and kicking in the last second, and he will be stiff and unconscious in the next second. There are too many things that cannot be controlled, but there are also many things that can be controlled by oneself.