[Quick Wear] Daily Cleansing of Trash

Chapter 548 My Son Is Not My Son 12

When the Ark arrived, Gao Tai was already in power. The East District Shelter had become a paradise for despicable people, and ordinary people had a hard time surviving.

Fang Zhou didn't want to sell himself, so every time, he chose to be the bait and survived by relying on his strength and luck.

Today, there are only a few hundred people left in the Eastern Shelter, including those under Gao Tai.

When Fang Zhou first arrived, every time it was Ai Qiuxin No. 2's turn, he would take the initiative to offer to be the bait instead.

He couldn't stand his mother being bullied, even though she was a mother from another world, and even though she had compromised countless times before he came.

However, one time when Fang Zhou went out, he was accidentally injured by a tentacle monster. After returning, he had a high fever and could not get up.

Ai Qiuxin No. 2 was so hungry that he couldn't stand it anymore. He cursed Fang Zhou for being useless and went to find the hunting team.

Fang Zhou cried all night while he ate the bread brought by Ai Qiuxin No. 2.

There is no way, reality is so cruel.

Fang Zhou cannot return to his own world, nor can he fight against Gao Tai's hunting team. He can only try to live with the longing for another world.

Ai Qiuxin No. 2 felt impatient when he heard the sobbing coming from the side.

She opened her eyes and said to Ark, "I heard from the hunting team that you're on the list of bait for tomorrow. I don't understand. At this time, why are you still insisting on doing this?"

Fang Zhou didn't say anything. Ai Qiuxin No. 2 thought for a moment and said, "Actually, this isn't a big deal. He's done this before. It's just lying down, moving around, and then saying a few nice words. Why are you so repulsed?"

After all, it was her own child. Fang Ark and New Ark behaved so differently that she naturally noticed something was wrong.

Fang Zhou simply couldn't bear to be cruel to the mother of this world.

So when Ai Qiuxin No. 2 tested him, he told the truth.

In the world where the Ark is located, China has become the world's only superpower, and Country M dares not challenge China.

China is a country of etiquette. It insists on having a legitimate reason for everything it does, and it does things reasonably and decently. It is the head of all countries.

Under China's leadership, the world has been at peace for fifty years, and nuclear war has naturally not occurred.

Knowing that his own son had gone to a peaceful and beautiful world, Ai Qiuxin No. 2 couldn't help but become jealous and took his anger out on the Ark.

But for her, Ark still had value, so she suppressed her inner resentment and maintained a superficial relationship with Ark.

Disasters distort human nature. Family members are no longer like family members, friends are no longer like friends, and people are no longer like people.

After hearing what Ai Qiuxin No. 2 said, Fang Zhou couldn't help but look at her, feeling sad.

At this moment, he was very clear that although the woman in front of him had a face exactly like his mother's, she was not his mother.

His mother would never say such a thing.

She would only say: "If you don't accept it, just fight it! Eighteen years later, I'll be a hero again!"

Fang Zhou didn't say anything and buried his head between his knees again.

Ai Qiuxin No. 2 gritted his teeth and whispered, "I heard that Huang has taken a fancy to you. He's the captain of the hunting team three, you can't escape!"

Fang Zhou still didn't say anything, but his fists slowly clenched.

The next day, Fang Zhou and several other people were lined up like lambs and led out of the underground shelter by the killing team.

The biting cold wind was like a knife, cutting through Fang Zhou's skin and causing waves of pain.

Fang Zhou walked silently at the end of the flock, holding a rusty short-handled shovel in his hand.

Suddenly, an arm wrapped around his waist.

Fang Zhou shuddered and broke free in an instant. He turned around and met Huang Wenqiang's malicious face.

"Tsk," Huang Wenqiang reached out to touch Fang Zhou's face, "Why are you hiding?"

The experiences of the past few months have greatly improved Fang Zhou's sensitivity.

He quickly turned sideways to avoid Huang Wenqiang's dirty hands.

Huang Wenqiang saw Fang Zhou's big reaction, and the smile on his face faded. He threatened in a low voice: "It's not like we haven't done this before! What, you're willing to sleep with Li Laosi but not with me? Don't refuse a toast and then drink a penalty!"

Li Laosi was the captain of the fourth hunting team that New Ark had accompanied. He was eaten by a tentacle monster while on a field mission a few days ago.

Fang Zhou didn't say anything, but just looked at Huang Wenqiang vigilantly.

Huang Wenqiang sneered and said threateningly, "I hope you can be so tough later!"

After saying that, Huang Wenqiang walked forward quickly.

Fang Zhou held the shovel tightly, gritted his teeth and followed.

There are five hunting teams in the East District Shelter, each with twelve people.

They took all the weapons of the soldiers and claimed them as their own, so they were all fully armed when they traveled.

Tentacle monsters look disgusting, but fortunately they are not poisonous. When food is scarce, their tentacles can barely be used as food reserves.

The nuclear contamination made all food remaining on the ground inedible, and only some food hidden in underground storage rooms survived.

While the soldiers were still there, the survivors ate ordinary food they scavenged.

After Gao Tai and others came to power, ordinary food became a luxury, only available to the hunting team.

Only those who serve them to their satisfaction will receive their charity.

The remaining ones used as bait can only eat old, tooth-wrenching monster meat that is of unknown quality, and they still cannot eat enough, and can only maintain basic survival needs.

Moreover, being a bait is not that easy.

In order to set traps to catch tentacle monsters, the hunting team will deliberately cut wounds on the bait to attract the monsters.

The injured people will become the primary targets of the tentacle monsters. Whether they can survive in the future depends on fate.

Therefore, every trip is a disaster for the bait.

Fang Zhou had many wounds, both large and small, both old and new, all left by the killing team's bleeding.

The hunting team was divided into three groups of four, each with a few ordinary people as bait.

They took search instruments and found suitable places to set traps.

Fang Zhou and the other four people had cuts on their arms and were ordered to walk east to lure the tentacle monster over.

Huang Wenqiang and three members of the hunting team were far behind them, looking around vigilantly.

Thick ice and snow covered the ground, and the gray snow fluttered in the air, blocking people's vision and making it difficult for them to perceive foreign objects and observe the environment.

"Rustling, rustling~"

Something brushed against the snow, and the slight sound instantly alerted Fang Zhou.

He swallowed, slowed down his pace, and walked forward cautiously.

Fang Zhou didn't see that behind them, the ground they stepped on had a slight bulge, and a thin tentacle broke through the snow and slowly stretched towards one of their ankles.

"Whoosh!"

"what!"

A slight sound of breaking air was heard, and before the unlucky guy could react, he was dragged to the ground by the tentacles.

Fang Zhou was right next to him, and reflexively picked up a shovel and chopped the tentacle hard.

"Pfft!"

The tentacle broke, and gray-black liquid flowed out of the broken end, and the remaining part quickly retracted into the snow.

The surroundings returned to calm again.

"Thank you... thank you..."