This building covers a large area.

The area of ​​one floor is thousands of square meters.

After he walked to the innermost room, he closed the door again.

After entering, I relaxed.

The room was filled with some things.

There were some cans, some with large buckets of water, water, and various tables and chairs, which were split and piled up by him to serve as fuel.

The man hung his shoulder bag by the door.

Then he habitually placed the rifle in an arsenal on the ground by the door.

This arsenal is all the weapons he has collected since the end of the world.

Among them are two rifles, three pistols, two long knives, a spear, and a bag of bullets.

After the rifle was hung up.

The man took a few pieces of wood from the pile of tables, chairs and benches that he had chopped, and then pulled off a large lump of cotton crumbs from a messy sofa.

Xiao Hei, who was behind him, shook his little tail proudly and followed the man with a black dog face, with no expression, but seeing his tail rotating like a propeller in an airplane, you can feel that the little black dog is in a good mood at this time.

The man was in a good mood, sitting on the carpet in the lobby of the room.

Then pull out an iron bucket from the side.

I touched the keychain at my waist, and there were all kinds of gadgets, multi-functional knives, and ignition sticks...

The man took out the ignition stick, approached it on the cotton he had just taken, and rubbed it.

Kakka—

After the fire sticks rubbed, sparks splashed everywhere.

The cotton was ignited soon, and a white smoke rose.

The man carefully held the ball of cotton and blew it up gently.

Wow—

A small flame emerged.

In the fire, the man's face was also shining by the fire.

Gently put the cotton in the iron bucket, the flames became more and more vigorous, and the man immediately put two wooden sticks inside.

The fire gets bigger and bigger.

Xiao Hei looked at the fire and stared blankly. Even when the crow fell on its legs from its mouth, he didn't feel it.

When the man saw the fire burning, he quickly took out a small iron pot that pulled out a triangle fork, poured some water into it, and placed it on the fire to burn.

Then he plucked the hair of the crows, and in just a few strokes, the hair of these crows was plucked.

Huh--

The man felt a furry around him, rubbing against him.

Seeing Xiao Hei holding a crow in his mouth, under the fire, Xiao Hei's eyes were filled with a hint of what I wanted.

The man smiled.

The two crows that Xiao Hei hunted were plucked together to deal with them.

These hairs are not wasted, but are placed in the fire to burn as fuel.

Then he took out the dagger, simply treated the crow's internal organs, dug out the crow's stomach bag, rubbed it, and threw it to Xiao Hei.

The other internal organs are thrown into an iron pot for steaming. The internal organs of the crow are rich in iron and other nutrients.

Then the bodies of these crows were inserted with steel bars and placed horizontally on the fire to smoke.

There were six crows in total, four of them, and two of them were little black.

This is their food for three or four days.

After smoke, it can be stored for longer.

Xiao Hei also likes cooked meat.

This crow is also dangerous to eat raw, and I don’t know what pathogens it will carry, so it’s safer to cook it.

Night, still.

He hasn't seen the sun for a long time.

He still remembers the sunset and dusk he watched with Xiao Hei a few days ago on the roof of the building.

The sunshine seems to be a memory from a long time ago.

The flames burned. After the man put the crows on the fire, he sat on the sofa on the blanket and watched the flames quietly.

Next to him, Xiao Hei didn't make a fuss. He lay down next to his feet, his ears stumbled down, and he followed the master to watch the flames.

The flames were burning crackling.

These woods are all high-end logs.

There are also some precious trees such as pear blossom trees and agarwood before the end of the world.

But now they only have one identity, fuel.

The soup of steaming crow's internal organs was cooked.

Xiao Hei bit a dog basin and took it over.

The man got some water and some internal organs into its basin, and reminded him: "It just boiled, it was very hot."

Then he held the iron pot himself.

He took out an iron spoon, dug some crow's internal organs, and put them in his mouth with soup.

At that moment, he looked at the fire and the darkness outside the window.

My heart suddenly felt empty.

It seems to be talking to myself, it seems to be talking to Xiao Hei again:

"Why does the crow taste like dusk?"

.........

He hasn't seen the sun for a long time, nor has he seen the dusk for a long time.

The long night is the catalyst for emotions.

The loneliness that was knocked into the bone marrow gradually submerged him.

If a person stays in the endless darkness for too long, he will long for the sun and the light.
Chapter completed!