HBWnovel Chapter 203 Parasitic Apocalypse 2
Chapter 203 Parasitic Apocalypse 2
The day goes by quickly.
In the empty room, a group of thin children, waiting for their mothers, huddled together in a daze.
Dong Shale sat alone in the corner, holding a comic book and reading.
When I'm hungry, I suck on a few damp, crumbly pieces of nutritious biscuit. Today's biscuits seem to taste better than yesterday's.
Does it taste better if it's softer?
These nutritious biscuits are rough, gritty, prickly to the throat, and very hard.
However, it was a perk of the food factory where Dong Youping worked. It tasted bad, but it could fill your stomach and prevent you from being overwhelmed by the desire to eat.
Every city has small food processing plants in its urban areas.
It's only slightly inferior to the official factory, but it's more reliable than other industries.
It's similar to the "iron rice bowl" of decades ago.
These days, jobs in this factory are extremely scarce.
That's right, you might encounter a colleague at work who suddenly turns into an insect.
The factory certainly has insect detection equipment from Beijing, but those are for management use only; ordinary people have never even seen them.
The employees had already signed an agreement authorizing the handling of the deceased's remains.
Once a colleague is transformed into an insect-like being, they will be lured and captured by the factory's professional security personnel.
It turns into a pool of green liquid in places unseen by people, and has other uses.
If family members come to cause trouble, they can at most take a pound of damaged biscuits back with them; there's no way they'll take over the job.
If you don't cause trouble, it depends on the leader's mood.
If it's near the end of the year, and the leaders still have performance tasks to complete, the family members might be able to receive a few extra kilograms of nutritional biscuits.
Dong Youping is balding.
The social rules are no different from before the gray fog arrived.
The influence of parasites is so weak; humans are still so keen on cannibalizing their own kind.
The radio sounded.
The people clocking out after get off work were relatively orderly.
Dong Youping moved around inconspicuously, quickly heading towards the small room where children were being cared for.
Dong Shale saw her mother from afar. Her mother looked very cool, probably because she didn't want to talk to anyone.
The two, one big and one small, held hands as they left the factory and only relaxed once they were away from the crowd.
"Mom, I haven't said a word all day, and none of the other kids smelled the sausage... They even thought I smelled weird."
"Well done, Shale. Mom didn't say a word today either."
"..."
...
The banyan saplings have long branches and creep along the roadside grass.
It just stole a bite of the food factory's raw materials.
That taste... ugh.
Not only did they cut corners, but they also added some inexplicable additives.
Luckily, I made high-quality imitation nutritional cookies for Pingping, otherwise...
While carrying Dong Shale, Dong Youping walked quickly, using her mental energy to soothe Rongrong and tell the child not to be so greedy.
Dong Shale felt her hair smelled bad and didn't want to bother her mother.
He struggled to put the little hat on.
Her little mouth started chattering again about how she absolutely had to get a buzz cut today.
The damp biscuit in the pocket tasted good; I suggest Mom let it sit for a while before eating it.
He kept talking until he felt thirsty and wanted to drink water before he stopped.
The two returned to the residential area and bought two expensive cabbage leaves and two vitamin pills at the community supermarket before going upstairs, which was the original owner's habit all along.
They pretended that they had nothing at home and no inventory.
I buy some impractical things as soon as I get my salary.
It makes people think you don't know how to manage a household.
They wouldn't think of themselves first if they wanted to use moral blackmail.
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The two climbed the stairs without even breaking a sweat.
We arrived at the fifth floor quickly.
The mother and daughter, thinking alike, pretended not to hear the stranger's greeting and went straight inside.
After getting her hair cut, Dong Shale sighed as she washed it.
His little head was full of questions.
"Mom, why are you still working even though it's the end of the world?"
Dong Youping answered seriously.
"Mom doesn't know either."
"Mom, can't we let the parasites go to work during the day instead of us?"
"Mom can't do it, but Salle might."
The Gu worms inside Dong Shale's body nodded vigorously upon hearing this.
I wanted to scream out loud and tell Dong Shale that I could make it do whatever I wanted.
For the sake of the child's safety.
Dong Youping replaced the parasites in her body with her natal Gu.
With this operation, Dong Shale is safe and sound, and his natal Gu has also learned something from the past, so he can go back and improve the evolutionary direction of the Gu worms.
I washed the baby's hair and then gave him a bath in the tub.
Once the steaming hot Dong Shale was taken out of the bowl, the watery vegetable porridge in the clay pot was also ready.
Besides the small casserole, there were also slices of expired ham sausage that I hadn't finished eating that morning, salty dried radish that tasted like my grandma's, and a piece of damp, nutritious biscuit for each person to dip in fermented bean curd.
Dong Shale felt extremely satisfied.
Having a mom who loves to hoard food is such a blessing.
Having a mother who pretends to be poor can also be a blessing.
I hope their good days can last a little longer, and I also hope that Mom will not become an insect person for a while.
Dong Youping blew on the porridge in his bowl, his ears twitching slightly.
The resident they encountered in the hallway was indeed scouting the area.
The man turned around and realized something was wrong; he had been caught red-handed by the banyan sapling that was patrolling the area.
The tree branch went straight into his head through his ears and nose, turning him into a fool, and then they put him on the rooftop to let him get some fresh air.
Whether or not the body remains intact depends on fate.
How many TV dramas has Rong secretly watched? How come her method is exactly the same as that other one?
This is still a bit too easy to learn.
...
A loud bang rang out in the middle of the night.
Dong Shale was woken up by the noise and whispered to her mother if someone had jumped off a building because they couldn't bear to live anymore.
The little boy's eyes were filled with worry.
Clearly, she wanted to tell her mother not to give up on life, but didn't know how to bring it up.
Dong Youping covered her daughter's eyes with her own hands, just like the original owner of the body.
"Who can't survive? It can't be. You need to go to sleep soon, or you won't grow taller, and then you'll have wasted your time eating today."
Upon hearing that the meal could be eaten for free, Dong Shale's worries were immediately diverted.
With her eyes tightly closed, she fell asleep again under the influence of the calming incense.
After putting the younger child to sleep, Dong Youping took a moment to use his mental energy to pull out the newspaper employee from his previous life.
They were still committing organized and random crimes.
Because of their weak evolutionary abilities, they specifically target women and children, committing evil deeds and then fleeing quickly, with very few being caught and sentenced.
Oh, I've learned something.
Dong Youping didn't utter any harsh words. He restrained the evolved being who had killed the original owner, and then used his mental power to strike him. The man's lower body was instantly turned into minced meat.
The second one is the leader of the organization. His left side was cut into strips by Dong Youping's mental power, and from a distance it looked like it was waving in the wind.
The other imprisoned evolved individuals and the non-evolved individuals who offered advice were stunned.
Are there any other big shots like this among the evolved beings?
I wonder if it's too late for me to slide on my knees now?
After all, why would evolved beings harm other evolved beings? Big shots can be their grandfathers if they want, as long as they don't use them as food.
There was a person who had committed many evil deeds. He loudly proclaimed that his family was from such-and-such province, and that anyone who harmed him would face retaliation.
This is clearly a sign of a mental breakdown.
He wanted to take his family with him to the grave.