The cracks were vaguely explained, and Xiao Jing would ask a few questions from time to time, but the effect was very little.
Qu Jianlei didn't pay attention to their interaction at all. What he was prepared for was the burst of cracks.
From an intuitive point of view, he thought it was unlikely that this person would betray him, but... what if?
One month after the crack was picked up, Qu Jianlei was so blessed that he broke through to the fourth level of Qi refining!
For a moment, the breath in the Great Zhoutian was billowing, and he felt that there was endless strength all over his body.
Then he carried it for nine consecutive weeks to stabilize this feeling, then stood up and started doing Tai Chi.
Recently, he has been practicing Tai Chi and has gained a lot of experience. He feels that he has almost mastered it.
But now that I have a set of boxing skills, I feel so excited that the more I fight, the smoother I get.
The set of Tai Chi I did yesterday was not fake?
After punching three times in a row, he felt like... he was a little hungry again.
But at this juncture of the punch, he was so excited that he had no time to think about whether he was hungry or not.
"Ha~~~" He let out a long breath. At this moment, he knew why someone would "howl".
There is nothing more satisfying in the world than this!
Then he bent down, picked up the short stick, and began to practice the Thirteen Tai Chi Knives.
His mastery of the Thirteen Tai Chi Knives is far inferior to that of Tai Chi.
But at this moment, all mysteries suddenly became clear, and the knife moved freely and turned freely.
For a moment, he felt extremely smooth, and just wanted to shout, "The Sword King is here, who is dissatisfied?"
However, this is just a thought after all. Tai Chi emphasizes using stillness to stop and using softness to overcome hardness, and the same applies to the Thirteen Swords of Tai Chi.
He was concentrating on practicing his sword skills, but he didn't know that the crack was abnormal, and those watching from the side frowned.
After watching for a while, he couldn't help but raise his hand to call Xiao Jing over, "He practices... sword skills, right?"
Xiao Jing glanced at him and nodded proudly, "It's rare that you can actually recognize that this is a sword technique."
If you look at it from the perspective of ordinary people, if you hold a short stick in your hand, shouldn't you be practicing stick skills?
Only an expert can tell that Qu Jianlei practices swordsmanship.
The trajectory of the short stick, the angle of attack, the force of the wrist... all prove that this is really a sword technique.
However, the next moment, Liang Fang frowned, "Whose family did you learn this soft sword technique from?"
Xiao Jing's eyes widened when he heard this, "My brother Heitian's swordsmanship... you are not worthy of teaching me!"
In his mind, Qu Jianlei is a god-like existence, how could he allow others to slander him?
"Such a sword technique..." Crack obviously disapproved, but finally sighed.
"If you think it's good, then fine, but I hope... you won't use such sword skills in a battle."
"You are overthinking," Xiao Jing sneered, "I can't even learn this sword technique... When I can learn it depends on Brother Heitian's mood."
"Such a sword technique..." Xiannian shook his head again, "If you want to learn sword techniques, I can teach you. It's more practical than this."
"You?" Xiao Jing looked at him with contempt, then shook his head, "Forget it, I have no interest in attacking you."
The corners of Liang Xiang's mouth twitched, but the next moment, his eyes began to become dull again.
He has always been like this, but... today is an exception.
After Qu Jianlei finished using a set of Tai Chi Thirteen Knives, he picked up a towel to wipe his sweat. He felt really good today.
Xiaojing came over and repeated the conversation just now, without fear of the cracks hearing it.
In fact, Qu Jianlei also heard it to some extent, but he didn't have much reaction. He only said, "If you have too many skills, you won't be overwhelmed."
He was encouraging the hairless monster - now that he has hair, he should learn sword skills from him.
If you can survive in the wild for more than 20 years, your knife skills may not be very strong, but they are certainly practical.
"I won't learn from him," Xiao Jing's attitude was very firm. "For such a big man, he almost starved to death... Isn't it embarrassing?"
He has always been like this with cracks, not polite at all.
Crack sat there with his eyelids drooped, without any reaction, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Qu Jianlei did not express his opinion. In fact, in the past, he would not have any interaction with people like Rift.
The very important reason why he was able to save Xiao Jing was because Xiao Jing was a child.
If he had encountered a crack at that time, he probably would have left immediately.
Now that the three of them can live together in the same room, it is mainly because of the bond between them, Xiao Jing.
So he just smiled and said, "There's not much water left. Let's get some more. I'm going to treat you to a big dinner today."
He has broken through the fourth level of Qi refining, so he must be congratulated, although the two of them don't know what he wants to congratulate.
It's normal if there isn't much water. One more person needs to use the water.
Although Crack has never been used to bathing, Xiaojing would force him to take a bath every three to five days.
Hearing this, Xiao Jing stepped forward and kicked the cracked leg, "Go get water!"
Crack's reaction was a little slow, so he got kicked again, "What's the matter, you want to be lazy again?"
Fissure rolled his eyes helplessly, picked up the bucket, and wandered out...
The next day, the small room shook violently, as if the earth was shaking.
"There was an earthquake?" Qu Jianlei jumped up, "It's troublesome, half the winter hasn't passed yet."
"Maybe..." Xiao Jing hesitated for a moment, then said his guess, "Taking out the trash."
"Let's see what's going on," Qu Jianlei reacted quickly and immediately came to the observation port.
Xiao Jing's hand moved, as if he wanted to stop it, but in the end he did nothing.
It was really taking out the garbage, and the new garbage covered the observation hole.
Fortunately, the ventilation holes are closer to the edge of the garbage dump, and the new garbage is mainly accumulated in the center and has little impact on the surrounding areas.
After the shock passed, Qu Jianlei said, "The door is blocked and needs to be cleaned."
In the next ten days, there were two more garbage dumps. Finally, they were on the edge of the garbage dump and were not greatly affected.
But the three people in the nest were all worried - the vents were almost blocked and they couldn't be buried alive.
I felt so comfortable a while ago, but now I feel so anxious. The key is that I can't even get out.
Xiao Jing murmured softly, "It seems that it really doesn't matter whether this place is exposed or not."
Qu Jianlei said angrily, "Hurry up and dig out. You really can't get out."
Crack couldn't help but say, "Fortunately, I brought four buckets of ice back yesterday."
The rest of the winter passed by bit by bit.
Two months later, a sleet finally arrived.
To the people of the Wastelanders, rainwater from sleet and snow may not necessarily be clean - the water here is not trustworthy.
But the message brought by the sleet and snow must be credible, it is spring.
Qu Jianlei and the other two have already opened the passage out, there is still some surplus water, and most of the energy blocks have been retained.
Qu Jianlei said simply, "I'm leaving. If any of you want to stay, then just stay."
He knew that Xiaojing would definitely go with him. As for the crack... it's up to you if you want to stay.
After raising you all winter, eating and drinking well, and gaining at least twenty pounds, you should be satisfied.
As expected, Xiao Jing said simply, "Brother Heitian, I'll go with you. Lao Cha, you can stay if you want."
"How is that possible?" Crack has always been very slow, but this time his response was not slow.
He smiled bitterly, "I told you, as long as I'm still alive, I won't let you die."
In the next two days, the three of them quietly widened the passage out.
On the third night, the off-road light truck drove out of the garbage dump and sped away into the distance...
Winter has just passed, but there are still quite some risks on the road. The ice and snow have not melted in some places, so beware of the "late spring cold".
Crack has always been confused, slow to respond, and not worried about many things.
But he still made a suggestion, "Xiao Jing, just after winter... there will be many wild predators."
"I know," Xiao Jing replied without hesitation, "late winter and early spring are the most unsafe times when supplies are scarce."
"But, I believe Brother Krishna."
Rift immediately shut up. He was not a person who liked to talk to begin with - if you don't listen, then I won't speak.
Qu Jianlei felt a little unconvinced, "Crack, you drive."
A winter has passed, and a lot of supplies have been consumed, but there is still a lot left - even more.
For example, the convertible now has a roof on its head, which was welded on using materials from the junkyard.
As for Blue Star, many people may think that convertibles are very handsome and manly.
But Qu Jianlei knew very well that driving a convertible in the wasteland could only mean one thing: you are a poor man!
Not to mention anything else, if it's windy or rainy or something, you'll have to scramble.
Why is Crack driving the car? Because so far, he has not integrated well into this small team.
The only weapon he had was an overfrequency oscillating dagger, which he still had with him when he was about to die.
A true adventurer will keep his last weapon even if he dies of hunger.
There are a lot of guns and ammunition on the light truck. Even Little Kyoto "temporarily borrowed" a laser pistol, but Crack is not qualified for this.
Qu Jianlei was not afraid of the wind, so he stood in the carriage and looked around cautiously.
The weather was still very cold, and he would consume a lot of calories by doing this, but he had no choice.
You can't let the crack control the vehicle-mounted machine gun, right? There are so many guns and ammunition in the truck body.
It is inevitable to choose to leave at this time, otherwise someone may discover you.
Fortunately, Qu Jianlei has already cultivated his skills and developed his skills throughout his body, so the cold has little impact on him.
It's just that to do this, he needs to eat a lot, and the food is consumed very quickly.
The direction of the vehicle's travel is the Hongsan residential area.
This time they did not rush, they stayed overnight at dawn and rested for a while at noon, trying to keep the car in good condition.
On the third day, they entered the Hongsan settlement area.
In the evening of that day, the crack that was driving steadily suddenly changed direction.
Almost at the same time, Qu Jianlei squatted down suddenly, and a string of bullets passed over his head.
