A shiny object on the side of the road attracted Lin Chuan's attention. He walked slowly over and found that it was a can of lunch meat with the wrapping paper removed. In the narrow alley, the can just fell to the ground, shining slightly in the sun. Who fell here? Lin Chuan walked over. The most direct consequence of those crazy actions in the morning was that he quickly started to feel hungry. Lin Chuan guessed that this was the body's own regulatory mechanism. Its most direct energy source was blood, but if not, he would need to eat a lot to obtain energy. He ate more than half of the compressed dry food in his backpack, but he still felt very hungry, which made him consider whether he should try roasting some mutated beast meat. ¡° Ordinary people will only have two results if they eat something like this, death or mutation. But Lin Chuan guessed that he would no longer be affected by this. He drank so much monster blood, and if something had happened, it would have happened to him long ago. The can fell among a pile of garbage. He didn't hear any noise around him, so he walked straight over. Suddenly something suddenly tightened under his feet and clasped his ankles tightly. A sudden force suddenly pulled him down, and then he flew upside down. trap! He had lost his balance, but his strong body function allowed him to make adjustments immediately. A thick wooden stick came towards him. He used his arms to protect his face, and was hit with a bang. . There was no one around, and the trap didn't seem to be designed to cause death. There were no follow-up blows. Lin Chuan grabbed the wooden stick as his body fell, stabilized his body, and then drew his knife and cut the nylon rope holding his ankle. . He landed lightly on the ground, and there was still no one around him. The smell remaining in the air became very weak in the rain, almost inaudible, so he climbed back to a higher place and carefully inspected the trap. The structure is simple, but very effective. What puzzles Lin Chuan is that its target is obviously not monsters, but humans. He reached out to pick up the can and found that it was empty. Someone had stuffed some rocks into it and then resealed it, making it look like it had never been opened. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Lin Chuan couldn't help but cursed. The inside of the knot was still dry, which showed that the trap had not been set for a long time. Lin Chuan was filled with anger and rearranged the trap from memory, trying to restore it to its original appearance. He quietly hid in a nearby building, ready to see who had done such an unconscionable thing. The sky was cloudy and sunny, and the rain fell and stopped. Lin Chuan hid upstairs, studying the map while waiting for the owner of the trap. From time to time, he marked on the map as many targets worth searching as he saw along the way. There was finally movement in the distance. Lin Chuan heard slight footsteps and immediately put away the map and pen in his hands. A figure appeared in his field of vision. He was wearing a pair of denim clothes that could no longer be seen. He was carrying a backpack and walked cautiously towards this side. Lin Chuan watched his movements carefully. He was obviously very familiar with this area and knew where to hide and where there were blind spots. He held an assault rifle in his hand and walked slowly over with his waist bent. is it him? Lin Chuan stood in the room, avoiding his eyes as he looked around. He must have seen the can in the trap, stopped and thought for a moment, and then walked slowly over. But he was obviously much more cautious than Lin Chuan. He stopped three or four meters away from the can, looked around again, bent down, picked up a stone and threw it over. ¡°Ci¡¯ao!¡± He cursed in a low voice, probably discovering something wrong with the can. Lin Chuan jumped from the third floor lightly and made no sound when he landed. The man was still looking at the can, thinking about something. Lin Chuan quietly walked up behind him and saw him frowning tightly and holding an assault rifle in one hand, so he suddenly snatched it away. come over. The man was caught off guard and lost his weapon. He turned around, looked at Lin Chuan in surprise, and raised his hands high. ¡°Don¡¯t shoot,¡± he whispered. "Brother, everything is negotiable. You can have whatever you want, but don't shoot." Lin Chuan lowered his head and looked at the gun in his hand. It had obviously never been maintained. It was in poor condition, but it was full of bullets. "Who are you?" Lin Chuan asked. "Did you make this trap?" "No, it has nothing to do with me!" the man defended loudly. "I just met one that was almost the same the day before yesterday, and I almost got hit! So I came over to see if it was the same thing!" Lin Chuan stared at his face.?He looked panicked and his heart was beating so fast that Lin Chuan couldn't tell whether he was telling the truth or not. "Who are you?" Lin Chuan asked again. "Jiang Chen! My name is Jiang Chen. I used to be a chef. I can also order Chinese medicine! I know what is edible! I am very useful. Don't kill me!" The man looked nervously at the gun in his hand. , which made Lin Chuan breathe a sigh of relief. So he put the gun down. "Why are you alone?" he continued to ask. Jiang Chen looked wary, so he smiled, pulled out the bullet, and then returned the gun to Jiang Chen. "You don't have a gun?" Jiang Chen took the gun and looked at him suspiciously. Lin Chuan smiled, walked back and picked up his spear. "This thing is more useful than a gun against monsters." He said to Jiang Chen. "Are you alone?" Jiang Chen asked with some suspicion. "Just rely on these weapons?" Lin Chuan nodded. Jiang Chen still had doubts on his face. Lin Chuan took out a piece of compressed dry food from his backpack, broke it in half and gave him a piece. Jiang Chen looked at Lin Chuan, carefully brought it to his mouth, then crazily stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it desperately. Lin Chuan stood aside and watched him, waiting for him to eat up all the food in his hands, and then gave him his half. Jiang Chen was still chewing desperately, and then suddenly started crying. Lin Chuan was startled, but he heard Jiang Chen crying and eating, saying: "Taitama is delicious!" He chewed it carefully and kept repeating it. "Taitama is delicious!" He reluctantly licked every scrap off his fingers, and Lin Chuan was finally able to pull him to a nearby house and have a good chat with him. Jiang Chen is a local, which is easy to tell from his accent. He is married and has a son. After the disaster, their family was left in the outer city because they had no skills. A staff member sent by the community took them and the neighbors to hide in the underground parking lot of an office building. But they didn't have Lin Chuan's luck. The underground parking lot only had two thin rolling shutter doors, which couldn't resist the monsters for a long time. They pushed the cars in the underground parking lot to block the door, trying to prevent the monsters from invading, but in large numbers, Before the monsters invaded, their shelter was invaded by giant rats, and most of them died. He was also separated from his wife and children, and was taken to the office building by the fleeing crowd. They hid in a windowless room and blocked the door with furniture to keep the monster out. But they soon faced a more embarrassing problem, with no food and no water. They hid in that room for a whole day and finally decided to escape desperately. Fortunately, they chose to escape at noon, which allowed most of them to survive. A large group of monsters invaded Jianghai at this time. Jiang Chen met a group of soldiers who had escaped from the front line and followed them to hide in Tibet. They have always wanted to return to the inner city, but they have never been able to find a safe way. Instead, they were forced to this corner of the city by monsters. His companions died one by one, but he was the only one lucky enough to survive. Lin Chuan looked at him again. He was of medium height and a little thin, but his limbs were very strong. There was a vague ferocity and tenacity in his bones, which made Lin Chuan believe that his survival was not just about luck. "What about you?" Jiang Chen asked eagerly. "It's almost the same as you, except that I got separated from my companions." Lin Chuan avoided answering about his experience. He was not good at lying, but he didn't want to tell Jiang Chen everything yet. He had an intuition, This man is not as simple as he seems. "Do you have a base?" Jiang Chen asked eagerly. "Yes, but it's far away from here." Lin Chuan replied. He was not lying. It would take at least three or four hours for ordinary people to walk back to the base from here. Jiang Chen was a little disappointed, but he quickly adjusted his mentality and invited Lin Chuan to his refuge. ¡°It¡¯s going to be dark soon,¡± he said enthusiastically. "Although my place is not big, it is safe enough for the two of us to hide." Lin Chuan hesitated. His original intention was to catch the person who set the trap, but he never showed up. Jiang Chen¡¯s other words moved him. "Hurry back now and you can still hear the six o'clock news." "News? You mean broadcast?" Lin Chuan grabbed Jiang Chen, who was lifted up by him. "Let go! It hurts! It hurts!" Jiang Chen was struggling in mid-air. Only then did Lin Chuan realize that he had lost his composure and hurriedly put him down and apologized to him repeatedly. "You have never listened to the radio?" Jiang Chen was a little surprised. ? ???Linchuan and the others had never thought about the existence of radio in this world. Even in the new base with the best conditions, because it was buried deep underground, no one thought to try it with a radio. "What frequency?" he asked. ¡°There are many, in all languages, but I can only understand Chinese.¡± Jiang Chen replied. "So I can only listen to the voice of China." "The voice of China?" Lin Chuan asked. "It's the Central Radio Station. It's available all day long, but over and over again it's telling us to hold on and not give up hope, or it's just some survival knowledge. There's only half an hour of news worth listening to at six o'clock in the morning and evening." "Your home. Where?" Lin Chuan grabbed him. Everything else is no longer important. He always thought that the whole world had become the end of the world, but he never thought that radio stations still existed! It turns out that Liang Jin was not deceiving them, the country does still exist! Hope still exists! Jiang Chen gritted his teeth when he caught him. Lin Chuan let go of his hand and almost said in a pleading tone: "Let's go quickly!"