"By the way, what's your name?"
"Humph badass.
"Oh, it's called a bad guy."
In the face of the teasing of the torture wind, the young man was not moved at all, held his hands, and stopped speaking.
He was carried around the church by the torture wind, looking for the priest's room.
Xing Feng was very curious about what kind of person could live as a saint in this last world.
After searching for a long time, Xing Feng found that the church was really empty.
In several rooms in a row, only the bed frame remained.
It wasn't until Xingfeng opened a dilapidated door that he finally met the priest in the child's mouth.
The priest was now lying on the bed, his chest rising and falling gently to prove that he was still alive.
He had white hair and was very emaciated.
Xing Feng knew at a glance that the priest's body was like this because he had taken in too little energy and nutrients.
To put it bluntly, it's hungry.
Xing Feng looked at the little one in his hand and found that although he was also a little emaciated, he was much better than the priest lying on the bed.
Putting the boy down, Xingfeng walked into the room.
But what he didn't expect was that the young man who was put down by Xingfeng changed his cold appearance, ran to the priest's bedside in a smoke, and stared at Xingfeng viciously in front of the priest.
Looking at the young man's movements, Xing Feng smiled.
"The reaction is so big, why are you afraid that I will eat you?"
"You are not allowed to come here when you go out" The boy said loudly, his hands outstretched between Xingfeng and the priest.
Just as the boy ignored the words of the torture wind, the punishment wind did not pay attention to the boy's roar.
He untied the backpack from his back and rummaged through it.
After a while, he walked up to the priest with what he had found in his backpack.
"I said, you are not allowed to come over and get out of here you scoundrel" "That's a lot to talk about."
Seeing that the young man who kept pushing and shoving himself was about to open his mouth to bite himself, Xing Feng tore the thing in his hand open, and then picked up something and stuffed it into the young man's mouth.
"Hmm" "Eat it, don't waste precious food."
After saying that, Xing Feng took a few more biscuits from his hand and stuffed them into the young man's mouth.
Let the boy's mouth only make a bewildered "hmm" sound.
Easily bypassing the scrambled teenager, Xingfeng came to the priest's bedside.
The priest's closed eyes had been opened, and he was now looking at Xingfeng with a weak and curious gaze.
He had already seen what Xingfeng had done to the boy just now, and he also understood that Xingfeng was not a bad person.
"Hey, I'm just right to wake up, let's eat something."
Seeing that the priest had woken up, Xingfeng also happened to hand the priest the remaining biscuits in his hand.
Then he went back to his bag and took another bottle of water, found a cup and poured a cup for the choking boy and a glass for the priest.
"Thank you, kid.
Bless you. ” "Oh, hopefully."
Hearing the priest's words, Xing Feng couldn't help but think of the middle-aged man.
If there is a god in this world, it should be him.
Mysterious, powerful.
But Xing Feng still hasn't understood what the original agreement meant to save the world.
Even if he wants to be the savior, how to save this world, Xingfeng has no clue at all.
There is no need for him to promote the restoration of human beings to their original lives, because the technology is already there, and as long as time accumulates, human beings can return to the foundation of the industrial age.
Then enter a new era after the strength of the individual has been strengthened.
He shook his head and took back the thoughts that had flown away in his head.
Xingfeng looked at the priest, who was laboriously eating biscuits.
"Father, may I ask some questions?"
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Hearing the question, the priest took a sip of the glass of water beside him, and swallowed the biscuit in his mouth.
"Of course, kid."
"You, why did you let the people who left take the supplies with you, I passed by those empty rooms just now, and I saw the scene inside.
It's clear that these people are taking more than just food and water. ” Full of inner doubts, Xing Feng said the problem.
In fact, Xingfeng didn't really believe that the priest would be so kind, and even in his heart, he felt that this priest was using people's hearts to survive.
But he was faintly expecting in his heart, expecting the priest to slap himself in the face.
Xingfeng had seen too much darkness, and inadvertently, he became a little hungry for light.
"Because they need these things, even if they don't have food, they don't have water.
They may also exchange these things for food and water back. ” After saying that, the priest looked at Xing Feng and smiled, and his smile was full of self-deprecation.
"And even if they don't take these things with them, it's a waste to keep them here.
We have less and less food and water, and we are no longer able to take in others. ” The priest's words revealed a kind of helplessness, a kind of powerlessness.
In this chaotic end times, he may be asking God for salvation all the time, but waiting for him to leave one person after another.
Until only he and the boy were left.
If Xingfeng hadn't come here, the priest might have left the last of his food for the boy and left him alone to face this cruel world.
"Father, if anyone else comes to you asking for help, will you help him?"
"Of course, my child."
"Why do you still believe that God will save you?"
The priest's answer was difficult and incomprehensible.
In his heart, he and his family are everything, and as for the others, they will only help unless they have the strength to spare.
"No, you're thinking the wrong kid.
I just don't want other people who still have hope to give up. ” It seemed that he had not spoken for a long time, and the priest felt that his throat was a little dry.
After picking up the glass and taking another sip, he continued.
"The world has become so dark that if I give up on the light, then I don't know where I can see the light."
Listening to the priest's answer, Xingfeng felt an inexplicable touch.
While the priest and the boy were eating in the room, Xingfeng walked out of the room with his backpack on his back.
He sat on a bench in the lobby, staring blankly at the colorful glass, as if the joys, sorrows and sorrows of life were circulating in the stained glass.
"Thank you."
An immature voice suddenly sounded in the lobby, pulling back the thoughts of the torture wind flying around.
Looking at the little guy standing in front of him writhing and his face flushed, Xing Feng couldn't help laughing.
"You're welcome" Xing Feng stood up and touched the young man's head, accepting the awkward little guy's gratitude.
"Okay, now you can always tell me your name, you can't really be a bad guy, right?"
"I'm called a badass" The young man slapped Xingfeng's hand dissatisfied, and then said while straightening his hair.
"My name is Chen Xing, the star of the morning star" The last days are infinitely reborn :