Doomsday Reincarnation - Chapter 117
Nine stamina pills, one gun, four smoke bombs, five knives of different lengths, three yellow talismans… 20 packets of hemostatic powder.
To be precise, there are still nineteen packs of hemostatic powder.
Qin Yi pursed her lower lip and thought to herself that the number on the wall was the same as the number of various things she was carrying.
Why write these numbers on the wall?
If it’s her…it should be written down and counted when sorting things out.
But, she didn’t do that, did she?
So strange, everything in this world is so strange!
Qin Yi took a step back. In her eyes, even the numbers on the wall in front of her that should have come from her own hands looked like monsters that could bite.
She took a breath to calm down, turned around and didn’t dare to look again, and said to Wu Huai, “These numbers are the statistics of the items I own.”
As for what it was, she wouldn’t say, and Wu Huai wouldn’t ask.
Wu Huai nodded and said, “Did you unconsciously write it down when you were doing statistics, and then forget it yourself?”
Is this possible?
Qin Yi didn’t speak, stepped over the debris on the ground, walked to the vacated space, and said, “Maybe it is.”
She spread the dismantled cardboard box on the ground and sat on it with mixed emotions.
Wu Huai sat on the other side, and after the two said a few words, he fell asleep first.
Qin Yi listened to his even breathing, but did not dare to close his eyes and fall asleep with confidence.
Not only because of the strange numbers on the wall, but also because she wasn’t sure whether Wu Huai was an enemy or a friend.
Sleeping unsuspectingly in the presence of someone you don’t know enough is a dangerous thing to do.
In order to drive away the drowsiness, she began to think, what should she prepare before the apocalypse, and how should she live the days before the apocalypse?
You can’t rely on Wu Huai every day to find someone to eat, right?
The first and most important thing is to solve the problem of eating.
In terms of drinking water, there are some public drinking water places on the street, which is really not good. Even the water in the sink can be drunk.
Qin Yi frowned and thought, took out a wooden stick from the debris on the side, and lightly marked the word “eat” on the wall.
The originally white walls were covered with dust and turned gray. When the wooden strips were scratched on them, a clear word was immediately written on the walls.
She was stunned for a moment, and then wrote a small Qin character below – this is a mark, she will have to see it tomorrow to see if she will remember what she wrote on the wall.
When she was done, she laughed again. This is really a waste of effort. She doesn’t have amnesia. Can she forget the words she wrote?
Thinking wildly, after staying up until midnight, the outside gradually became quiet.
Qin Yi felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. He stared at the sleeping Wu Huai for a while, and closed his eyes a little uneasy.
She decided to pretend to sleep for a while, and if nothing happened, she could rest assured.
When the sound of a whistle outside the door woke Qin Yi from his deep sleep, the sky was gradually getting brighter.
A little light came into the gap under the warehouse door, Qin Yi opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the lamp attached to the wall.
She frowned and said to herself, strange, how could the lamp she bought with her points appear outside the storage ring?
Sitting up with her hands propped up on her body, she swept over the thin blanket over her body, feeling even more puzzled.
When she saw the blond man lying across from her, she jumped up almost immediately, stepped forward, and the flickering Tang Dao pointed at his neck, and said coldly, “Hey, wake up, who are you? “
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