Lan Shiruo picked up the leader, "Where are you from, why did you burn the city, tell me honestly, and I will give you a chance to survive."

The little boss is a coward, not very capable, and he was coaxed by a group of people, so he didn't need to be threatened with torture, so he confessed, "I, we are from Q City, which is under the jurisdiction of Q City. Because of the outbreak of epidemic disease, we had to burn down the city to prevent it." The epidemic is spreading. These are all orders from above, it has nothing to do with me, I am just a handyman, I don’t know anything, really, let me go.”

Lan Shiruo narrowed her eyes, "You don't do such things often, do you?"

The leader waved his hands again and again, very sincerely, "No, no, no, this is the first time, really the first time, hero, heroine, let me go, I will never dare again, I will definitely change my past and start a new life , do good deeds every day, do good deeds, please spare my humble life, and don’t dirty the hands of everyone.”

The little friend rolled his eyes, who cares if you do good deeds or bad deeds.

"How did these people get their illnesses, and have they been healed?"

"I don't know how it came about. These are garbage like garbage. They stay in the garbage dump all day long. It's normal to get sick. Who would spend time and effort to treat them with medicine? Everything is precious now, and it's okay to give it to them. It’s better to give people away in exchange for supplies, these people are just trash anyway, whether they are dead or not.” The leader was a little timid, but he liked to tell the truth, which was an advantage.

The people in the small town are so angry that they vomit blood, but they can’t find a way to refute them. Yes, they are all useless waste. They were abandoned and driven to the small town to die. In order to survive, they wander around in various garbage dumps every day, getting sick It's normal, and no one will care about them and spend materials and time on them.

It's just that even if you know it, you still feel uncomfortable hearing these words. Who wants to be a waste, who wants to be trampled, who wants to live like a walking dead, but what can they do, what can they do?

A group of people, even forgetting the pain on their bodies, just hugged their heads and cried in grief.

The little friends frowned, their sympathy is not overflowing, the world is difficult, everyone is difficult, this is not an excuse or reason for self-deprecation, as long as there is hope in life, pursuit, and belief, there is not only one way to live by rummaging through garbage dumps .

However, the actions of Q City also make people feel chilling and angry. The places and people under their jurisdiction are just ignored. Once something happens, they will be destroyed directly, which is too cruel.

If there are too many such places and people, even if the Dragon and Phoenix team has the ability to reach the sky, it will be difficult to save the common people.

Therefore, when you meet one, you have to clean it up to remove obstacles for your future career.

"Please all good-hearted people, please help us." An old man with a gray beard and wrinkled face, panting three times at a step, with abscesses all over his body and face emitting a foul smell, only a pair of eyes that should be cloudy are particularly bright .

Seeing this, the others seemed to have grasped at straws, and rushed over and knelt down to pray.

The little friend was unmoved, and watched everyone prostrate on the ground with cold eyes, crying and begging.

The leader pursed his lips, "These are cheap bones, heroes and heroines, don't pay attention to them, otherwise they will be like dog skin plasters, which will stick to you even if you shake them off."

Zhang Yun glanced over coldly, "You are just a prisoner, what can you do."

The leader laughed, but did not agree with Zhang Yun's words. He is a useful prisoner, unlike this group of trash.

Lan Shiruo stared into the old man's eyes with an indifferent expression, "They only shouted at us in the morning, why do you think we will save you regardless of past suspicions?"

The old man sighed helplessly, "I know, it's all our fault. Everyone feels sorry for themselves because of life, and even hates all the people who live well. Now they are still sick, waiting to die without hope every day, hating the whole world, but extremely Not reconciled, so that the mind is distorted. Seeing that everyone is not only living well, but also carrying the source of the virus they guessed, jealousy and resentment broke out at the same time, regardless of it, it is everyone's fault, but please, give us If you have an opportunity, please help us, and we will definitely repay you like cows and horses."

Lan Shiruo sarcastically said, "Repay? You are all expelled and self-abandoned people. What kind of repay are you talking about? How to repay? I don't think a whole bunch of walking dead can repay others' kindness."

The old man choked, and couldn't find any words to refute, let alone justify. Yes, being expelled is not terrible, what is terrible is self-renunciation.

He has persuaded countless times that those who have already entered the ivory tower will not listen to those who are complaining inside, they will sink day by day, and they will never come out again.

My heart sinks a little bit, after all, I still can't escape this catastrophe.

Lan Shiruo said indifferently, "I think the old man lives very clearly, why don't you abandon them and find a way out?"

The old man sighed quietly, "My family, young and old, were kicked out of the base because of their disabilities. It was the help of the big guys that made them live decently. Everyone helped me. I can't be ungrateful and ignore them."

"Really?" Lan Shiruo's expression was indifferent, unable to detect any emotion, "What did the old man do before?"

Speaking of the past, the old man remembered and regretted, "I used to be an ordinary professor at the Agricultural University. I was supposed to retire and enjoy my life, but I didn't expect to usher in the end of the world. I haven't done much in my life, so I can only do this." The tone The unreconciledness implied in the poem proves that he still has a heart full of passion and ambition, but the conditions do not allow him to pursue any dreams, and he can only bury them in his heart.

Lan Shiruo raised her eyebrows, "It's the professor. I think the old man should know a lot about agriculture. I wonder if you have any ideas about the research of new species?"

Speaking of majors, the old man was shining all over his body, "To tell you the truth, although I am a professor, my ambition is not to teach students, but to do research on new species. All self-developed projects have achieved initial results, but who would have thought that, forget it, it’s useless to say more, and in the current situation, it’s useless to say anything.” He only had such a little hobby in his life. He used to be poor, so he worked hard. Earn money and support your hobbies. Later, when I had money but no time, I taught students in school all day long and took them to do subject experiments. Later, when he had time and no conditions, he might not be able to realize his dream until he died.

"Not necessarily." Lan Shiruo smiled, "It depends on whether the old man has this ability."

The old man raised his head in surprise, and looked at Lan Shiruo, "What do you mean, girl?"

"Literally, if the old man really has real talents and learning, I can give the old man a chance to realize his ambition, but we never support idlers, let alone waste."

"I..." the old man hesitated, he wanted to try it, no matter what the girl in front of him said was true or not, he wanted to try it, he is a dying person, he is not afraid of being cheated. It's just that if he just walks away, what will other people do?

After some hesitation, I opened my mouth, "I am willing to follow the girl and dedicate my decades of research results, but I wonder if the girl can satisfy my unfeeling request?"

Lan Shiruo said calmly, "Tell me."

"I beg the girl to heal them and give them a chance to live."

Lan Shiruo stared at the old man, "Just for treatment?"

The old man pursed his lips, and firmness flashed across his old face, "Yes, it's just healing, do your best, whether you can get well depends on fate, of course it's the best to be able to heal, and how they live after they recover depends entirely on themselves, All I can do is beg the girl to give me a chance."

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