novelaction Chapter 205 Parasitic Apocalypse 4
Chapter 205 Parasitic Apocalypse 4
Overturned vehicles on the street, small shops with their doors pried open, and abandoned houses are all targets for scavengers.
Larger supermarkets, shopping malls, and markets are taken over by management.
Dong Youping led Sha Le away to a safe distance, then packed the food and drinks that the mother and daughter had previously hidden in their secret base into a backpack and took them home.
The chocolate that Rong Xiaoshu found yesterday was fed to Sha Le.
The children covered their mouths and giggled as they ate the sweet snacks.
Mom got one piece, and she got one piece; we ate chocolate today! It would be even better if we could find some next month.
Then there is.
The streets are so quiet today.
There were no sudden appearances of insectoid beings causing chaos.
The Gu worm didn't hide anything, and wiggled its fat, bee-like little rear end to tell Dong Shale that it was its own doing.
It releases a pheromone, and the insectoids run away when they smell it.
After hearing this, Dong Shale clenched her little hand.
This is even more effective than insecticide.
They didn't go to the trading market to exchange things today; they only browsed around the community exchange shop for a few minutes.
Take a sniff in the perfume section, rub your hands on the deli, and inhale the essence of the food.
The days off for female workers in the food factory are just that simple and unpretentious.
Dong Shale flipped through several storybooks she hadn't read before with her little black hands at the door.
Ah, I still can't recognize all the characters.
I didn't understand the story.
It seems that even if I'm stuck with bugs, I still have to study.
Gu Chong rubbed his hands together shyly, indicating that he could help her with her studies.
Wait until you get home.
Dong Youping then began her culinary demonstration.
The pot contains boiled, slightly simmered instant noodles. Once cooked, they are taken out, mixed with soy sauce, vinegar, and peanuts, and eaten.
The remaining water can be used to cook other dishes.
Fry the nutritious cookies until crispy, then spread some peanut butter on top; they can be enjoyed as a dessert after a meal.
Everyone who has eaten it says it’s good.
She works as a factory worker by day and a female knight-errant by night; even on her days off, she takes her daughter to collect garbage.
Dong Youping quickly adapted to this kind of life.
His knife skills have also been continuously improving.
Under the "education" of the Gu worm, the child Dong Shale became even more precocious.
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The urban dwellers who evolve don't care about the life or death of antisocial vagrants.
This kind of person can attract a whole bunch of people with just one bite of meat.
It can be mass-produced.
We can organize it when needed.
Seeing this, Dong Youping could only continue swinging his knife, heading towards the person hidden behind the scenes.
In terms of lifestyle.
She fabricated a lie about going to stay with relatives and friends.
With the encouragement of the Gu worms, Dong Shale felt that she could also protect her mother.
The mother and daughter chose an auspicious day, rolled up their bedding, and left.
Resign? No need to go.
People will just assume they've become homeless insectoids and secretly regret that they're not in a food factory and can't be directly lured and recycled.
In the mountains and forests far from this small city.
Dong Youping had arranged a small house with a yard and plenty of supplies in advance.
There's no village or shop in sight, and the nearest small village is a 30-minute drive away.
Dong Shale struggled to ride his children's four-wheeled bicycle along the mountain road, huffing and puffing.
There was a large basket on the back of the vehicle, filled with her snacks, clothes, hats, and glasses.
Good job, Chongchong!
It actually made her and her mother stronger, and even helped them avoid other people while traveling. Today's nutritious biscuits will allow the worm to absorb more nutrients.
Dong Youping, who had secretly provided the "power pills," pulled the back seat of the children's bicycle back.
"Shalalalal, stop riding, it's time for breakfast!"
Manual braking is very effective.
Dong Shale got off his bicycle with a dashing air and opened his small backpack.
She pulled out a roasted corn cob, which she and her mother had found on the road; it smelled strangely delicious.
I put the remaining half back into my backpack before I finished eating it.
He rummaged through his bag again and pulled out a small bread roll with excessive levels of ethyl acetate additives. This was a highly controversial snack before the apocalypse, and children were not allowed to eat it back then.
But now.
Dong Shale, trapped by the insect, chose to eat it directly.
Then eat a spicy snack and drink a few sips of some beverage that I don't know what kind of excessive levels of harmful substances are in it.
What a perfect day.
Chongchong said that she can eat anything without any problems now, and any toxins or harmful substances will be expelled.
The worms in the mother's body are also acceptable.
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Community store office.
Ms. Wang from the community was touched when she accepted the household items and nutritional biscuits that Dong Youping brought to her home.
Xiao Dong's hint was quite obvious.
After counting to five days, Sister Wang and her men unlocked the door, and sure enough, no one was home.
They didn't go to the food factory either.
Once she received confirmation, Sister Wang began to oversee the distribution of the Dong family's "inheritance."
This young Dong is quite particular; before transforming into an insect, he didn't forget to send me something as a reminder to come and collect the house.
It wasn't in vain that I took care of the mother and daughter.
As for Xiao Dong, he neither went to the factory nor became a "bug person" in the community.
This has nothing to do with her, a middle-aged woman in the community. The community insect trappers don't give her any benefits, and she has to serve those old men in the small teams.
Whoever wants to do it can do it.
Anyway, Old Wang doesn't like to suffer this loss.
Hehe, anyway, it wasn't her who drove the person away. She even hopes that more sensible prospective insect people will come to the neighborhood. I wonder if Xiao Dong and her daughter have become insect people yet.
"A sneeze, a sneeze"
Dong Shale, wearing a sun hat and holding a small fishing rod, sat in the shade of a tree and dozed off.
The sun is too intense today.
It looks like the kids are about to be roasted into little dried fish.
"Mom, are you secretly thinking about me? You're a grown-up now, don't get distracted when you're fishing, okay?"
Dong Shale talked himself until his lips were dry.
After being persuaded by Chongchong from multiple angles.
She opened the plastic bottle she was carrying and took a sip of refreshing cool water.
Hey.
Being a child is exhausting when the adults in the family don't listen to you.
She and her mother found her aunt's hometown, nestled in a mountain valley.
My aunt's house had food and drink, but no one was home. Perhaps she had gone on a long trip and become an insect, forgetting to come home.
She even saw photos of her mother when she was a child at her aunt's house.
But Mom said we should stay here and wait for Auntie, since Auntie's family has everything they need.
Dong Shale voted in favor.
As long as Mom is happy.
She's just a little kid, she can go anywhere.
Under the same shade of the tree, Dong Youping pretended to be focused on fishing.
Actually, it was the magical fishing rod that was working its magic; there were no surprises or unexpected events, and the bucket was filled before dark.
Dong Shale had no idea that someone was cheating.
The last time she caught a small fish was when she went to the market with her mother.
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The house of the non-existent aunt is not far from this small river.
Dong Youping carried the buckets of water, and Dong Shale rode a children's bicycle; they walked back home.
Who came and leveled the road in the middle of the night?
It was Dong Youping who couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.
Anyone who didn't know better would think she was developing a rural area.
They dug wells and dumped fish, shrimp, and crabs into the river. Even the pheasants and ducks in the surrounding area were driven over to lay their eggs. The wild boars felt threatened and ran away with their wives and children, tails between their legs.
The silly roe deer in the woods often came over and stared at her.
I was also fortunate enough to have enjoyed a few good meals with Dong Youping.
When the mother and daughter settled down at their aunt's house, they gained a family of rascal neighbors.