Real Apocalypse Game

I bought a few big locks, locked the underground garage, and got a welding torch to weld the door completely. Shen Feng was still a little worried, and went straight to the supermarket to buy a few cameras, which were hidden everywhere in the yard. The place is ready, and that's it.

Usually no one comes to this yard, but now there are prefabricated houses in it, showing that people are living in it, and there should be no trespassing.

And in this semi-decorated state, petty theft will not come in.

After doing these things, Shen Feng left the suburban courtyard, took a taxi and returned to the rental house.

It was almost ten o'clock at this time, and Shen Feng went directly to the steamed bun shop downstairs, ordered a bowl of cold noodles with sesame juice, plus a drawer of meat buns, and devoured it.

Thinking about eating dried mice in the wasteland of the apocalypse yesterday, the cold noodles and meat buns in sesame juice today taste like delicacies from mountains and seas.

A drawer of steamed buns, plus a small plate of spicy radish, small pickles, and cold noodles with extra sesame juice, Shen Feng spread out on the chair and sighed, opened another bottle of sweet soy milk and sipped.

cool...

This is how people live.

"Xiaofeng, why are you eating so late today? It's like a reincarnation of a starving ghost. Did you go to play games all night?"

Shen Feng smiled and said, "Uncle Wang is amazing! You can see that! Haha, I ate chicken all night last night, got a map of Southeast Asia, and I can still make money. It's interesting."

The boss smiled and shook his head, and said earnestly: "Don't lie to me, when will there be a map of Southeast Asia? You are also in the third year of high school, you must study hard, but you must not slack off, another year of hard work, Let go of a lifetime."

"I know, I know, thank you Uncle Wang." Shen Feng nodded obediently again and again. When paying the money, Old Wang wanted to charge him a fraction of two yuan. Shen Feng forced it down and walked out.

Gotta go to school.

Although it is supposed to be a summer vacation, there will be no summer vacation in the third year of high school. The school has arranged for the senior three students to make up classes in advance, and in the future, there will be only one weekend in a month. (Finally, I have come back to the summer vacation class...)

This time he didn't take a taxi anymore, but took the bus honestly and wandered to the school, it was almost eleven o'clock.

The students have arrived early and are in math class.

Shen Feng told the class teacher that he was not feeling well, so he came late, but he didn't raise any doubts. After all, he was usually serious about studying, so he let him sit down.

Taking the book out of the desk and opening it, Shen Feng took a deep breath and began to listen to the class while wandering around the world.

Although he never seemed to leave in the real world, he actually spent an unforgettable time in the nuclear war wasteland.

"You want money and money, and technology, so what kind of class are you taking? Crazy?" Jingwei's voice sounded in his mind, obviously very puzzled by Shen Feng's behavior.

It's fine if you have a favorite girl in school, but according to the data and information that Jingwei exchanged with him before, this kid seems to have a better relationship with boys, like a gay.

Are you looking for his boyfriend?

Shen Feng didn't know that Jingwei had already started to judge him, so he pouted and replied:

"If I don't come to stay for a few days, I might be really crazy. Big brother, I just came back from the end of the world, the kind of cannibalism. An ordinary high school student has experienced so many human tragedies and strong feelings, and it is easy to pervert. I have to find the feeling of a normal person, or else I haven't stopped the end of the world, and I may have sent the nuclear bomb myself."

This is not the slightest falsehood.

He really needs this normal life to mend the spiritual rift.

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes back.

After staying in the end times for a long time, he was really afraid that he would become psychopathic.

If nothing else, his disregard for life now exceeds that of ordinary people. The darkness he saw also made his temper cold and distorted.

This kind of change is cumulative over time, just like the psychological pressure brought by many high-risk occupations, it needs to be self-solved.

Returning to a normal life is one of Shen Feng's ways.

Moreover, there is still something in his heart that has not been very steady.

The bell rang soon after class, and it was time for lunch.

After lunch in the cafeteria, Shen Feng returned to the classroom, where a group of classmates were shouting something around Ji Xin.

"Old Shen, come and see, my new Polaroid! Haha, do you want to take a picture?"

Ji Xin's face was excited, and there was still some pride in his eyes, he ran over to hug his best friend, and took a group photo with a smile on his face.

Lao Shen seems to have some concerns in the past two days, so he has to ask him what's going on when he looks back.

The photo was immediately printed, and Ji Xin took it to Shen Feng and asked, "How is it?"

Shen Feng glanced at it, his eyes suddenly widened, and the sip of water he just drank almost spit out.

In the photo, his expression was a little dignified, but Ji Xin still had a heartless smile on his face.

This is the photo on the corpse of "Ji Xin" in the death forest of the nuclear war wasteland!

A photo of them both!

Shen Feng quickly stabilized his mind, squeezed out a smile and said, "Not bad~ www.wuxiahere.com~ I'm very energetic. I'll take this photo and keep it as a souvenir."

Involuntarily, he snatched the photo from Ji novice and put it in his pocket.

"Haha, as long as you are happy." Ji Xin patted Shen Feng on the shoulder, "Old Shen, have you been on your mind recently? You must tell me if you have anything."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll go to the toilet." Shen Feng said, trotting all the way to the toilet.

I ran to a cubicle, took out the lighter, lit the photo directly, and watched it burn to ashes before I gave up.

This thing is not lucky...

"...Last night, a large number of telecommunications network fraud victims' accounts received refunded funds, and the amount was basically the same as the amount defrauded. It is speculated that this may have been done by a domestic red guest organization. This behavior has won unanimous praise from netizens. The Internet has set off a discussion boom…”

Back in the classroom, a classmate who was watching the news heard a broadcast on his cell phone, and Shen Feng couldn't help but smile.

What I did yesterday should have saved many victims who were on the brink of suicide, as well as many broken families.

It feels really good to make money with this kind of chivalrous righteousness.

Those overseas slaughtering scammers don't have a background, so it can be said that they are easy to bully.

Another day, you can change the robbery target, or else rob a routine loan gang next time?

Just as Shen Feng was thinking, the voice of the news came again:

“…A new infectious skin disease has emerged in Alaska, North America, in which patients present with symptoms of stiff, hard skin that, according to Dr. Lyon of the Mayo Clinic, has similarities to self-limited acute hemorrhages…”

Shen Feng suddenly stood up like an electric shock, and at the same time, the "Real Doomsday Game" bracelet vibrated again...