Chapter 149

Someone found a large bag of charcoal for barbecue in a family's house and a large pot. After cleaning the pot with a little water, he put in a large bag of rice, flooded the rice noodles with mineral water for several centimeters, and found books and paper to ignite the charcoal and cook the rice.

There was also a big pot in the kitchen of the family. Soon another simple stove was set up. After boiling water, the cylinder surfaces found were also put in. After the simple stove was set up, the smell of rice and noodles soon came out of the kitchen, making the hungry and tired players and survivors in the hall unable to stop swallowing.

"This is for you." Liu Qian took out a can of meat and handed it to Zhang Hua. Then he asked other players to take out some food and water from their backpacks and distribute them to everyone present.

Before that pot of rice and that pot of noodles were cooked, people first ate the existing things that can be eaten directly, some snacks and even milk powder. Of course, milk powder is not to drink in water, but to catch it in their mouth one by one, drink a little water and swallow it. As long as they can fill their stomach, no matter how they eat it.

Finally, noodles and rice came out one after another. Although there were two big pots, there were more than a dozen people present, so everyone was only assigned a small bowl for the time being. Of course, another round of rice and noodles continued to cook in the big pot.

Some pickled mustard and sauces were used as meals and placed in the middle of the tea table. Players sat or stood around with their rice bowls.

"Thank you, Master Liu! It's not master Liu. We're dead. Now we can eat hot food and drink beer. We're very happy!" Before dinner, Zhang Shengli picked up a beer can and said a few words. Others also thanked Liu Qian and said all kinds of praise and thanks to Liu Qian.

"In the future, our dozen brothers and sisters will be a big family. We will live and die together. Lord Liu is our patriarch. Let's respect Lord Liu together!" Wang Decheng also said something loudly.

"Don't do that. Eat while it's still calm! I don't do any personal worship." Liu Qian waved to the crowd. He was not a person who would be happy or complacent when he heard compliments. On the contrary, he doesn't like others to talk like this, especially the people around him.

As long as they perform well, no matter how much nonsense they say, Liu Gan will not increase his favor with anyone. He will only see their performance in the face of various situations and actions in the future. And whether their unique abilities can help at critical moments.

Although Liu Qian said so, everyone present really thanked him from the bottom of their hearts. Without his courage, calm judgment, taking the lead and being desperate, it would be really difficult for them to live up to this moment.

Just when everyone was full and drunk, and they were tired or sitting or lying on the ground, chair and sofa to have a rest, a player guarding by the window shouted and woke up some sleepy people.

Liu Qian rushed to the window. When he saw a scene not far from the window, his face suddenly became gloomy.

Zhang Shengli and others also went to the window and saw what happened outside the window. His face was full of fear.

If this is a game, is it too difficult? Can't people have a moment of peace? At least give me a little breathing time?

During the dozens of minutes that Liu Qian and others had dinner in the city, some tornadoes disappeared, but some new tornadoes appeared. Just when the vigilant player looked out, a new tornado suddenly appeared a few blocks away from here, and then swept in the direction of the community. The momentum became stronger and stronger The wind is getting stronger and stronger.

Now it is impossible to escape, and the outside world is far more terrible than in the room. Staying in the house can barely rely on the strength of reinforced concrete for a while. But if you go outside and try to avoid the tornado sweeping at high speed in the extremely complex streets, it is purely an act of death.

"Master Liu, what should we do now?" Looking at the approaching tornado, everyone's pupils are getting bigger and bigger. Coincidentally, he asked Liu Qian.

"Stay away from doors and windows, and then listen to fate." Liu Qian replied to the crowd.

In the face of such overwhelming natural forces, people's wisdom, courage, faith, will... Everything is so fragile that it can't be attacked at one blow, even Liu Qian, who is a strong man both physically and mentally. At this time, I have to listen to fate.

Everyone was silent. At this time, they could only pray silently in their hearts and have mercy from God. I really don't know when this fear, this despair, these deep-rooted shudders will come to an end.

Soon the tornado came near the community and swept several zombies that were not killed by Liu Qian and others in the entrance square of the community into the air. Some messy things were thrown up by the wind and smashed on the building, making a terrible sound, but fortunately they haven't hit near the room where everyone is.

The sky was even darker, because the flying zombies and sundries made the room look like night. When the wind really reached the building where everyone was, the whole building shook violently. Under the pressure of huge wind pressure, the closed windows of the room felt that they could explode at any time.

The shaking of the building made everyone pale, and the repeated impact of some unknown objects on the building also made people tremble. If the building cannot resist the power of tornado, or is accidentally hit and collapsed by a huge object, they will all be buried alive in the collapsed ruins of the building.

It is already a very difficult thing to survive in the last world. We have to face the torture of nature and the test of such harsh natural conditions.

According to the survivors, the weather in the city was not so bad before the game of thriller world began. At that time, it was not always cloudy, often sunny and with four distinct seasons, all of which began to become so bad after the disaster.

Compared with the panic of other players, Liu Qian's expression has always been very calm and indifferent. During this time, he recalled his experience of more than 20 years, especially his mental journey of more than a year after amputation. No matter how hard the days were, he survived. He didn't believe he would die here, and he didn't believe he would die here meaninglessly. (to be continued.)