Rebirth at the end of the world: I report to the country!

Chapter 185 185· “Live to this day.”

January 22, 2025, 9:12 in the morning - there is still more than a week before the alien disaster comes.

Magic hand.

Most of this once developed country has now been swallowed up by darkness, just like other places.

Southwest coastal areas.

Father Qin and Qin Duomian woke up in the darkness after feeling a burst of pain.

When I first opened my eyes, I couldn't see anything clearly except for a few light sources, but I could hear loud and quiet snores around me.

"Hey, get up and get to your fucking work. If you can't catch ten fish today, you'll be beaten when you come back."

Such a sound rang out, and as their eyes adjusted, the two of them saw a black silhouette standing tall next to them.

The two of them already knew each other's identity based on the voice - it was actually nothing. Just like themselves, they were members of this survivor gathering place. However, because they joined the camp a little earlier, they became the two of them. My son's "immediate boss" is not considered the lowest.

Father Qin immediately got up from the so-called "bed" and looked sideways at the clock in the room, which was dim but one of the light sources. It was only around nine in the morning.

Although this time seems quite late, the two of them actually slept very late last night and should be able to rest for a while today.

Obviously, the guy in front of him started exploiting himself and his son again.

"Okay, Mr. Malich."

Even though he had scolded the other party a thousand times in his heart, Qin's father still pulled his son up, nodded and bowed.

The other party could not clearly see Father Qin's extremely indifferent expression in the darkness.

However, I was just so dark and couldn't do anything.

Father Qin knows very well that those who are weak will be bullied, and those who are honest should have a gun pointed at their head.

But in the Era of Natural Disasters, people with backbone but no strength will not have their heads pointed at by guns, but they will be directly beaten to pieces.

Qin Duomian also knew this very well. After a few months, he had lost any of the vigor of a rich young man, and even cooperated with his father in apologizing.

"Hurry up and come back before the afternoon. Don't keep everyone waiting."

The other party's attitude did not change for the better because of this, and was still a little condescending.

Obviously they are also at the bottom.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry to trouble you." After Qin's father took the tool from the other party's hand, he took Qin Duomian and left here.

"It's really a gathering place for garbage."

After the two of them left the camp a little further, Qin's father started talking to himself again, a habit that only appeared in the era of natural disasters.

"It's okay, father. If we continue to explore for a while, we should be able to find a way out of here without being caught." Qin Duomian lowered his voice after hearing this.

It has been nearly half a month since they came to this shelter.

It's not that the two took the initiative to join. In fact, the principle that this shelter believes in leans towards the fist, and the order is determined by the fist. If he had a choice, Qin's father would never come to such a place.

They have not become real Robinson Crusoe, able to successfully remain anonymous for so long without being discovered. In the extreme darkness, human activities can be said to be buried, but sometimes they are also amplified - for example, any two things like fire and light When it is necessary for a polar night disaster.

After being discovered, after a battle that could be called a crushing battle, the two losers first had their belongings wiped away, and then were forcibly brought and joined here.

Needless to say, what are the consequences of refusing and resisting joining? A disobedient living person is worse than a dead person.

In order to survive, the two people could only "voluntarily" join here and then look for opportunities to escape.

Because they have experience in catching fish, apart from some mechanical manual work, the two of them are mostly responsible for fishing.

In fact, at this moment, there is no one watching around the two of them. It is not that the camp trusts the Qin family and his son, but that the area is divided into multiple joint survivor camps. If the two of them escape, they will only trap others. Once they meet and confirm their identity, they will be sent back to the original camp immediately.

Then there was the public execution, killing chickens to scare monkeys, without giving them a chance.

The chances of survival are low.

The Qin family father and son had witnessed this scene with their own eyes.

And what is not known to everyone is that the person who "encouraged" the other party to escape was Qin's father.

——Because you don’t know what you will face when you escape, so you need to experiment.

If it succeeds, it will be reproduced. If it fails, nothing will happen. Let's take a look at the ending.

Because it was only instigated in secret, it was not revealed in the other party's "confession" before his death.

The camp they were in belonged to the center of this area. With this lesson in mind, the two people would not act rashly without an absolutely stable escape route.

"Escape is only the first step. How to survive after escaping will also become a problem. It would be better if we could take some things from this camp. Mainly... we don't have much time left."

Qin's father nodded, agreeing with his son's statement, but his brows still furrowed.

Because there is going to be an alien disaster soon.

And in the disaster of alien species, if my own camp faces alien species, what kind of element will I play? If you think about it with your toes, you can know that it must be the cannon fodder that dies at the front.

Therefore, if you want to run, you must run before the alien wave comes. The most suitable time is probably early next month, when the alien disaster first comes.

When the time comes and the light returns, the camp will still be in chaos due to alien species. It's a good time to fish in troubled waters and take advantage of the chaos to escape.

"It's okay, father, we will survive successfully. As long as we are prepared enough, there will be no accidents." Qin Duomian said seriously to his father.

"Okay, I know." Being oppressed and enslaved for a long time is indeed the best way for a person to grow up. Qin's father looked at Qin Duomian with some relief.

He believes that if he is no longer here one day, Qin Duomian can live for at least a week.

A week has passed. You know, Qin's father's previous evaluation of Qin Duomian was that if he died one day, his son would probably be able to catch up with him just by waiting for a red light on Huangquan Road.

Arriving at the river, the two men immediately started fishing.

The two of them have become more and more proficient. Even when the lights in the camp flicker on and off, and the steel forks can only be polished with stones and cannot be said to be sharp at all, they have achieved success again and again.

"It's a pity you can't eat raw fish."

Father Qin, who had some blood on the corner of his mouth, was chewing the fish he had just caught. The gloomy scene was actually a bit eye-catching.

"No way." Qin Duomian smiled helplessly. He was very different from his father when it came to raw food - he was extremely prone to discomfort when eating sashimi food, and diarrhea could only be considered A common meal.

Although a full stomach is important, in the Era of Natural Disasters, having diarrhea is more dangerous than being hungry.

"That's good. At least the parasites in freshwater fish won't crawl to you. You should be able to live longer than Dad and I.

For lunch, the old rule is that you just have to eat more. Father Qin said with a smile, continued to nibble on the fishy fish, and then complained:

"Even the numbers of these fish are getting smaller and smaller, and now the quality of the fish is getting worse and worse. It's really troublesome."

"Yes, the time to rest every day is getting less and less."

Qin Duomian looked at the lifeless fish in the fish cage, but said without emotion.

"How many are there?" Father Qin asked.

"There are seven left, do you still want to eat?" Qin Duomian replied.

"No, let's take a rest. I'll probably be forced to do hard labor in the afternoon. It will replenish your physical strength."

Father Qin lay directly on a stone that was once covered with moss but was now almost dead, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Qin Duomian was not surprised by this, and he also leaned on the stone beside him.

It is true that the task given by the "boss" is ten fish, but according to my father, in the workplace, it is very stupid to try your best without doing your best at the right time and in front of the right person.

Just like when you complete a task with 120% completion every time, you will soon find that whether your salary will increase or not will not necessarily increase, but your workload will be greatly increased by the ease with which your superiors can use you.

If you only complete 100% one day, the other party will even criticize you for why you did so poorly.

Isn't this mean?

Is there any benefit to catching ten fish or more by yourself?

——If he can get praise from his "boss" who is also at the bottom, he will raise the standard and the gain will outweigh the loss.

And if you only bring back six or seven or eight fish each time, and occasionally complete the target, and at the same time you must show that you are trying your best, then although you will be insulted or even beaten every time, it will never be fatal or disabled. If you continue to make use of yourself, you will have enough food.

There was no "strange stone" harvested today. Now the two people's attitude towards the "strange stone" was neither to take it nor to hand it over to the camp, but to bury it on the spot.

But so far there are only two in total.

In fact, they also know that it has no real use, but people have to have something to think about.

No one can save him, so the "strange stone" can only play this role.

In fact, Qin's father and Qin Duomian encountered regular troops from Fashou some time ago, but these troops were not here to rescue them.

They don't even care about the French citizens who ask for help, let alone outsiders like themselves.

The purpose of their coming was just to collect "exotic stones" and the purpose of finding the camp was just to use these people as labor force.

Father Qin recalled the detector-like thing with the tiny Dongguo manufacturing logo engraved on it in his mind, and his eyes were a little dazed.

Among the system texts, the first one is Simplified Eastern Language.

All this proves that the machine owned by the French Hand Army that can detect "exotic stones" actually comes from his former hometown.

What a wrong decision did you make?

Father Qin doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know the truth.

It's good to fool yourself sometimes.

He would rather believe whatever he is willing to accept.

When the time was almost up - their watches had actually been confiscated, and they could only rely on estimates, they went back with their harvest.

The camp also has a basic power system. Of course, in terms of the members who use it, those at the bottom like Father Qin naturally have no chance at all.

"I'm here to hand over the fish I caught today, and I'll record it on Malixi."

As usual, Father Qin, who had been beaten, came to the door of the camp warehouse and said to the recorder behind the window.

The two people responded with the sound of Mi Mi.

"I know, just open the window!" Mi Mi's voice paused for a moment, and an impatient voice came out.

"OK."

Father Qin is not surprised.

In fact, he can no longer understand why these people are still pursuing these instinctive desires at this time.

First of all, there is not a single good-looking woman in this camp, not a single one. Almost all of them are skinny, sallow and skinny. Where there is anything good-looking, it would be nice to look like a human being.

Father Qin touched his sunken eye sockets and smiled to himself.

He no longer looks like a human being.

Even if the lights are turned off, it is actually the same, but there is nothing remarkable about the figure.

Hit the skeleton?

Not only do the managers of these camps like to do this kind of thing, but the lower-level members will even use food to get a chance to have a good time.

I can only say that maybe I am older and no longer understand these people’s ideas.

After handing over the fish, Qin's father took Qin Duomian to the light source of the camp to receive today's food.

Just like before, a bowl of extremely sticky meat paste, nothing more.

After pouring half of his bowl into Qin Duomian's bowl, Qin's father started eating with his fingers.

Soon, just like everyone around him, he started licking any remnants at the bottom of the bowl.

Father Qin is quite satisfied with the food.

Although the composition of this meat paste is unknown, it is definitely not human.

At least it hasn't reached the point of cannibalism, that's enough.

"It's so annoying, it's so annoying!" A grumpy voice rang out, attracting everyone's attention.

A man walked out of the center of the camp, with a depressed and unhappy look on his face, and kept muttering something in his mouth.

He was one of the owners of this camp, and everyone immediately fell silent.

The man's gaze swept around and finally locked on Qin Duomian, who was closest to him.

He suddenly strode over.

Before Qin's father and Qin Duomian could react, the man's powerful fist hit Qin Duomian's face with a crisp sound.

"What are you doing!" The one who reacted the most was not the stunned Qin Duomian, but Qin's father, whose eyes were splitting.

Then before he could step forward to stop him, he was restrained by the other party's men.

"It's so annoying! It's so annoying! It's so annoying!" The man kept shouting such words, and then landed all his fists on Qin Duomian's body.

It was Father Qin who screamed.

But the other party was unmoved, turned his head dissatisfied, and Father Qin's mouths were also blocked.

After a few minutes of this, the man stood up and breathed a long sigh of relief. He casually wiped the blood on his hands on the clothes of others and said with a smile:

"It feels much more comfortable now."

Finally he turned and walked to his room.

When he saw Qin's father breaking free from the restraints of his men and running towards Qin Duomian, he said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, is he your son? Let's do this. From now on, your food will be doubled and your workload will be halved. Just treat it as a reward to thank your son for making me happy."

Then he completely returned to his room.

It's like I owe nothing.

Qin's father did not respond to the man. He just knelt down in front of his son who was no longer human in a difficult and obscure manner, and tremblingly stretched his fingers in front of Qin Duomian's nose.

nothing left.

My son, who I just thought had grown up a lot, would never grow up again.

But... why is this? How did things come to this?

I have thought about many ways for my son or myself to die, but I have never thought about this one.

Died by gunfire, destroyed by natural disasters, injured in conflicts...

Father Qin has thought about these things.

But he had survived all these with his son, and lived until now, before the natural disaster ended and the alien species arrived.

But now, my son is gone.

There is no reason, just for... so-called comfort?

Father Qin's mind went blank.