"Vicky! Here! There is fresh orange juice today! My treat!" When Williams saw Vicky walking into the cafeteria, he immediately stood up and smiled, inviting her to sit across from him.
Williams has a handsome face that could be used for dinner in nightclubs, but it is slightly stiff when making subtle expressions. He has made some facial adjustments before to keep his facial features in golden proportions.
But now, after the Apocalypse, this kind of expensive medical cosmetic surgery that needs to be revised every few years according to personal growth is naturally unsustainable, even in the shelter of the Ark organization.
It’s not that the doctors here don’t have this skill, and the medical equipment is sufficient. The main thing is that they don’t want to get involved in Williams’ affairs.
The medical personnel who can be recruited into the Ark organization are all noble people who care about the country and the people and memorize the Hippocratic Oath. They have long advised Williams that even for the sake of his own health, it is best to
Take out those prostheses and gaskets in one step.
Nowadays, we don’t even care about the AD, so who cares if you have a handsome face?
But Williams still went his own way. He had deceived countless girls and young women in the shelter of the Ark organization in the past ten years. He had always only had sex but was not responsible. He had a good reputation. However, because of Williams's special status, and such things were difficult to do
It started out of love between you and me. Many people found him unhappy and could only take a sip secretly.
During this time, Williams fell in love with Vicky again. The slim girl was like a blooming tulip, exuding a refreshing breath. He was surprised that he had not noticed a woman like Vicky before.
exist.
Vicky heard Williams's shout, rolled her eyes, turned around and painted herself transparent, and went to the window to receive today's food supply. There were five different kinds of food in total, three of which were
The crops of the Gray Field Project and a new variety of Devil's Salmon are almost identical in taste and contain the British Empire's food philosophy - eating is just for survival and has nothing to do with anything else.
Only the last item was the only eye-catching color of the whole lunch, a small half of which was about one-sixth of an orange.
The bright yellow color and plump and juicy pulp make it look like a piece of art placed in a garbage dump, and just looking at it makes people appetizing.
In addition, the window also provides an additional supply of fresh orange juice, but that thing requires the consumption of shelter points, which is a kind of currency system within the Ark shelter, and is usually obtained through additional work and tasks involving dangerous areas.
Vicky herself has high points, but if she wants the restaurant staff who swipe her card to notice her, she has to unblock her.
And she only had to take a look at Williams' face, which was full of doubts. Williams, who was scanning the restaurant area, felt a sense of boredom, and could only reluctantly give up today's special offer.
Vicki took her plate, found a corner, put the small orange wedge under her nose and smelled it vigorously, and then while the fruity smell did not dissipate, she took a few bites of other food like an appointment, and suddenly
It felt like all the good mood of the day disappeared with the appearance of Williams.
"Drink mine, sister." A sunny boy sat next to Vicky and handed the orange juice in his hand to Vicky: "I also have a lot of points."
Vicky drank half of the glass in one gulp, and then pushed the remaining part back to the boy. The boy didn't take it seriously and just handed Vicky the small orange segment on his plate: "That
Did the idiot see you again?"
Vicky sighed and nodded angrily. Although her brother was not a super human, he could always detect Vicky's existence in the shielded state as he grew older. It was the boy who first discovered Vicky's problem.
..she suffered from depression.
No joke, Vicky really suffers from depression. She likes to be quiet, and the ability to block allows her to stay away from all social relationships all year round. In addition, she has experienced so much with Tang Ji and the others.
Many, witnessed the destruction of the entire human civilization, and shouldered such a heavy responsibility along with it...
All this was beyond what the little girl could bear. Unfortunately, except for Anthony, there was no normal person in Tang Ji's team, and no one noticed Vicki's abnormality.
Even if he noticed that the men who were busy fighting had no time to pay attention to the chaotic thoughts of an adolescent girl, Vicky's only peer at the time was Surte, but Surte was Surte after all, and he would never
There will be trouble in this regard.
If Tang Ji hadn't taken him out of the Skull and Bones Party environment in time, in this apocalyptic world, even if there were only two people left alive in the world, Surte would definitely be the last to die. As for how long it can be delayed, I'm afraid it mainly depends on
How much meat can the second to last person produce?
In the first few years, Vicky's brother just felt that his sister was not very talkative and often stayed alone. But then the situation became more and more serious. He found that Vicky was often in a shielded state for several months in a row.
In this state, no one except him could actively think of Vicky's existence.
One time, because Vicky had no interest in eating, he fainted from hunger without releasing the shield. He searched for Vicky for two whole days before he found his dying sister in a corner.
From then on, he asked Vicky not to enter the shielding state unless necessary, and accompanied Vicky to see a psychiatrist every week. After several years of companionship, Vicky's symptoms were relieved.
"Tell me about General Tang Ji's story again. I like to hear it." The young man tried hard to guide Vicky to talk. He found that Vicky was willing to say more only if he talked about the topic of his days in the team.
"I have nothing to say anymore. I have been saying this for several years, and you all know it." Vicky finished the meal with two orange slices and breathed a sigh of relief.
"I remember you said before, Tang Ji, you guys beat up those players in Paris. That was the first time you met." The young man followed Vicky's words and asked: "Have you ever regretted it? If you had not chosen to join him back then.
If you are a team, maybe you won’t have to go through so much, and you won’t be like this now..."
"No, I don't regret it." Vicky said with certainty, "I'm very sure that we did the right thing."
The young man just smiled and continued to change the subject: "What about the prophet, sister, what kind of person is the prophet? Is she beautiful? Is she a nice person?"
"The Prophet...she is a great person." Vicky was silent for a few seconds before continuing: "Although Tanguy is very powerful and Mikkelsen is cunning, they can't do anything without the Prophet."
"What about Williams? Why would such a great man have such a younger brother?" The young man raised his eyebrows behind Vicky, with a smile on his lips.
Vicky turned around and saw the idiot holding a glass of orange juice and greeting another woman in the same tone as before.
Of course, he received another eye roll in response, but Williams shamelessly sat across from the opponent with a dinner plate and orange juice and continued to output.
"I'm afraid that when the prophet was born, all the good qualities in their family were taken over, and when Williams was born, only the dross was left." Vicky tried hard for a long time, but finally she didn't say any bad words.
After all, who would have thought that the prophet had a younger brother, and it was not until two days before the Apocalypse that he stormed into the Ark organization's shelter with the ticket the prophet left for him, accompanied by three or four of his friends...
"If Surte were here, I would probably beat him eight times a day." Vicky said with a smile. Under Tang Ji's teachings, Surte was a little bully who didn't rub sand in his eyes.
His thoughts are particularly correct.
"Sister, you should smile more." The young man looked at Vicky and smiled, and he also laughed.
...
At this time, Sirte, who was being missed by others, was exercising in Vault Zero.
Ten years have passed. Just like Vicky, Soult has grown up. The little guys back then are now adults.
Judging from the height alone, Surte looks a little taller than Tangji. His limbs are slender and his small muscles are particularly developed. He looks like an anime character and is full of explosive power.
Surte has been training according to the training plan left to him by Wu Qianying over the years. When someone like Dr. Wu personally lists out the fitness plan for you, it must be the most authoritative in the world. After all, she almost knows it from the molecular level.
Consider the overall plan.
Surte's biggest characteristic in front of Tang Ji and Wu Qianying is that he is obedient. Surte will do whatever they say.
Ten years have passed, and Sirte is now like a finely carved marble sculpture. At first glance, he has a feeling of vitality that is about to explode. Every time he appears in the fitness area, half of the base's idle women and a small
Some male fitness enthusiasts will gather here.
These people didn't dare to come in and disturb Surte. Not to mention Surte's title as the strongest superhuman in the shelter, his muscles like works of art alone were enough to defeat the big bosses of the Violent Bear Gang.
I didn't even dare to take off my clothes.
Of course, women are more willing to take off their clothes, after all, everyone wants to try the fresh and delicious meat.
It's a pity that Sirte seems to have been focusing on growing muscles in recent years, and it seems that he has not made great progress in the field of emotional intelligence. So far, I have not heard of anyone successfully eating Tang Monk meat.
Not even Annie...
Today, like before, Anne arrived belatedly after exercising in Sirte for half an hour. She was wearing a yoga suit that could outline the beauty of her curves to the greatest extent. She held her head high and held her chest high with an indescribable confidence.
Went into the fitness area.
Often at this time, men who have nothing to do will begin to gather in the fitness area.
Naturally, the small fitness area cannot bear such a flow of people. The machine guards began to operate automatically, constantly issuing warnings, asking the crowd to disperse, and allocating time for exercise reasonably. They also called on the virtual reality entertainment area next door, which currently has zero occupied space.
It is recommended to change areas to spend your free time.
Soult is used to being the focus of the crowd. He has been used to it since the first time he stood in the wind tunnel and ran twice the speed of sound.
As for Anne, as the lust of the Seven Deadly Sins, if it were not for safety reasons, she should have printed her face on the moon, so that people all over the world could watch her fall into erotic dreams every night.
Before this, Annie just had no motivation.
And now, whether it was driven by lustful instinct or for the sake of her own safety, Annie wanted to have something happen with Soult.
I am used to Tang Ji’s tough guy style and Mikkelsen’s mature style. Looking at Sirte again, it’s like drinking a big bowl of iced sour plum soup in the dog days of summer, making my whole body tremble.
"Xiao Su, can you help me adjust the treadmill?" Anne greeted Surte very intimately and asked him to help. She flipped her hair and showed off her feminine charm. Some moves are no longer cliché, but will always be classic.
It's a classic, the key is whether you can use it well.
When Annie did this, all the men and women present let out a small wow, as if some special effect had been triggered.
However, Soult KOed Annie with just one move. He walked to Annie and helped set various parameters with great care, and then warned: "When you want to stop, just press this button, Aunt Annie, and then you can
If you forget, you can call me again."
Annie's face seemed to have suddenly turned to stone. She hummed with a stiff expression, buried her face in her chest and ran...Auntie? Auntie!
"Auntie Anne" is a must-have. When Soult politely said this title, Mikkelsen burst into laughter in his office. He had not laughed for several years.
Mikkelsen didn’t even have to think about it. Wu Qianying must have taught Sirte this. That woman had already figured this out several years ago and vaccinated Sirte in advance. Although Anne was a member of the Seven Deadly Sins, her brain was
It's not very easy to use. I can't beat Wu Qianying no matter what, and I get frustrated every time.
"Surt, come to my office later." A clone near the gym walked up to Surte and said simply.
Soult immediately jumped off the treadmill, put the sweat towel on his shoulders and said coolly: "It won't take a while, I'm done, and I will follow you now."
When Soult said this, the women around him collectively let out a collective sigh. Soult only came to the gym three times a week to exercise. These three times were their rare spiritual pursuits. Although they couldn't eat, they looked at it.
So enjoyable!
According to statistics from psychologists, because of the existence of Soult and Annie, the rate of mental illness in Vault Zero is 20 percentage points lower than that of other shelters, which even makes up for the impact of the food from the Gray Field Project to a certain extent.
.
But Mikkelsen didn't care how many people in the shelter wanted to be depressed. He just wanted to use Soult's role as much as possible while Wu Qianying was still sleeping soundly.
