On killing the protagonist

Chapter 11 Demon Hunting Field!

When he found what he was looking for on the street, Ye Hanjiang asked back: "Why are you looking for a power station?"

"Huh?" Just when everyone thought he had lost his normal mind.

He raised the corners of his mouth, chuckled and raised his chin towards the side of the street: "There, isn't there a ready-made small storage power station?"

Everyone followed his line of sight and saw dozens of cars parked at the end of the commercial street.

Seeing that everyone was still ignorant, Zi Nuo couldn't help reminding: "Battery!"

Everyone suddenly realized: Yes!Isn't the battery in front of the car just a small storage power station?

"Then where should we find communication tools?" Ye Qiu asked, "Telegram or fax?"

Ye Hanjiang shook his head and denied his conjecture: "Since the other party can block the mobile phone signal, the electric signal can also be blocked!"

"Wouldn't it mean that all the telecommunications equipment is useless?" Zhang Yuan frowned: "Could it be that you want to build a small drone to send messages from the air?"

Ye Hanjiang turned his head to look at Cui Jiabao, and said, "On the way to the archives, did you find any landmarks like TV stations?"

Cui Jiabao touched the back of his head and recalled: "It seems to be there. It is just opposite the archives, and the sign at the door says Stone TV Station."

"What are you doing at the TV station?" Ding Huimin asked suspiciously.

Ye Qiu suddenly felt blessed: "Xiao Jiu, do you want to use optical fiber communication?"

Ye Hanjiang nodded: "All electrical signals are interfered by electromagnetic waves, so they cannot transmit information accurately, but optical fiber communication is different. It mainly relies on wired communication, and the way of transmission is also through light transmission. Electromagnetic wave interference has no effect on it."

Ye Hanjiang's words were like a shot in the arm, instantly boosting the confidence of the depressed people.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's work!"

Zhang Yuan took the lead and walked up to a car. After checking that there was no problem, he pried open the front cover of the car and began to remove the battery.

Others also stepped forward one after another, each picked a car and began to dismantle it.

Half an hour later, the oil-stained people looked at the footsteps of a dozen batteries, and involuntarily showed relaxed expressions.

"One more thing, when brother Hu and I were exploring the way before, we found another way out."

Ye Hanjiang said as he motioned for Hu Yueshan to take out the map, and the latter knowingly unfolded the map and spread it on the front cover of the car.

He pointed to the other side of the city and said, "Now we are divided into two groups. One group goes to the TV station to send messages, and the other group goes to check whether the way out is clear."

After a group of people discussed, it was decided that Zhang Yuan and Cui Jiabao would go to explore the way, while the rest would follow Ye Hanjiang to the TV station.

Cui Jiabao said that the TV station and the exit were in different directions, and the two teams parted ways not long after.

Ye Hanjiang hurried with the rest of the people, and finally arrived at the TV station around twelve noon.

Everyone discussed it and decided that the most urgent task is to solve the communication problem first. As for lunch, just eat something casual.

The stone TV station is very majestic and magnificent. From a distance, it looks like a buckled right-angle clock.

The automatic retractable door opener at the door had stopped working, and everyone had no choice but to climb in through the fence wall next to it.

Once inside the building, they made a beeline for the information desk, where they found the TV station's floor plan.

According to the map, Stone TV has two communication groups, one is on the third floor, and the other is in the basement on the second floor.

Ye Hanjiang directly ruled out the communication room on the third floor. Optical fiber communication requires optical cables. Obviously, it is much more convenient to build underground than above ground.

A group of people carried batteries and went down the stairs to the basement with flashlights.

Pushing open the security door, a dark corridor appeared in front of everyone.

Wang Ting swallowed her saliva, and tremblingly said: "Do you feel that the sound of the rain seems to be much quieter?"

Zhou Guolin, who was beside her, listened carefully, and vaguely heard the sound of ticking, and comforted her: "Probably because the TV station uses soundproof materials, and we happen to be underground, so you feel the sound is quiet, don't worry too much."

As soon as Wang Ting heard it, she felt that it made sense, and her nervousness eased a lot, so she forced a smile: "Thank you."

"Look here!" Ye Qiu stood at the door of a room and shouted excitedly.

On the door plate illuminated by his flashlight, there were three large characters of communication room clearly written on it.

After entering the door of the communication room, everyone looked at Ye Hanjiang in unison.

Ye Hanjiang, who was standing at the door, turned his head and coughed lightly: "Is there anyone who knows communication technology?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, looking at me and looking at you, Hu Yueshan plucked up his courage and asked cautiously: "Why, little brother, you don't know communication technology?"

Ye Hanjiang rarely showed a deflated expression, and replied with a stinky face: "I'm studying psychology, how can I know engineering students?"

No one noticed his reddened ear tips.

"Let me do it!"

In the silent darkness, a voice interrupted the awkward conversation.

Everyone turned around, only to realize that the person who spoke was actually Zeno!

People who thought they were big tech guys actually did psychological research, and the person they thought was doing physical work as a bodyguard turned out to be a skilled worker. Is there anything more fantastic than this?

Soon Zeno slapped everyone in the face with his strength. He is indeed a technical worker.

He skillfully connected the batteries together, then disconnected the power cord of the unit, connected the two ends of the batteries, and then reached out and pressed the power button.

The buzzing sound resounded in the small space, and the light from the computer screen quickly lit up the entire room.

Before the crowd had time to cheer, Zeno over there had already started tapping on the keyboard.

After a dazzled operation, Qinuo let go of the keyboard, turned his head and said to Ye Hanjiang: "Okay!"

After confirming the message, Ye Hanjiang asked, "When will you reply?"

Zi Nuo said: "Maybe it will be tomorrow. The battery can't last that long. I only keep the receiver and memory. I'll just check it out at noon tomorrow."

Ye Hanjiang nodded, anyway, he has found a safe zone that can survive the crisis of the night, and it doesn't make much difference if he walks sooner or later.

Thinking of this, he said to everyone: "The communication has been sent, and it's getting late now, return to the base camp immediately."

Others look at the time, don't they!

In the morning, when Liu Jianjun defected and followed them to the TV station, the hour hand pointed to three o'clock without knowing it.

As Ye Hanjiang expected, Zhang Yuan and the others did not find the way out, the last companion stepped into the door of the apartment, thick fog arrived as expected, and soon enveloped the whole building.

The food and water in the mist were inedible, so Ye Hanjiang and the others had no choice but to gnaw on compressed biscuits.

It's no problem to fill the stomach, but the taste is really hard to swallow, rough guys like Ye Qiu can bear it, and girls like Ding Huimin almost swallow the dates in their stomachs.

It's just that it's a special time now, and no one can take care of them alone, so even if there are some criticisms about the diet, they can only grit their teeth and endure it.

Ye Hanjiang took a bite of a compressed biscuit, his sense of taste deteriorated due to his illness, and the biscuit he ate was like sand and rubbed between his lips and teeth.

And the throat that was already swollen was irritated by the rough biscuit crumbs, and it became more and more unbearable. He tried hard to swallow, but finally couldn't hold back a few coughs.

Since entering this city, his body has been in a state of overdraft. Although every time he spends a safe day here, the system will automatically clear part of the buff, but his cold has worsened sharply. Not much better than when I first came in.

Just when Ye Hanjiang covered his mouth and coughed lightly, a bottle of water appeared in front of his eyes. He raised his head, and Qinuo squatted in front of him, reached out and shook the bottle in his hand and said, "Drink some!"

Ye Hanjiang didn't reach out to pick them up. The supplies they are eating and drinking now are all stored by Wang Ting on the road to prevent the bus from breaking down. They can only last for a day or two.

From the moment they entered Stone City, everyone's water and food were limited.

This small bottle of water is nothing if it is used at other times, but in this weird city, two-thirds of the day cannot eat the food and water in the city.

For them at this time, every drop of water and every grain of food is extremely precious.

Seeing that he refused to take it for a long time, Zi Nuo thought that he didn't want to drink cold water, so he said, "It's hot."

Seeing his insistence, Ye Hanjiang had no choice but to take out half a bottle of water from his backpack to exchange with him, and said with a smile, "I owe you."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Zeno's eyes, but it disappeared quickly. He reached out and snatched the compressed dry food from Ye Hanjiang's hand, turned around and stuffed him with a piece of bread: "Eat this."

Ye Hanjiang was about to refuse, but Zeno had already stuffed the compressed dry food into his mouth and began to chew, not giving him a chance at all.

The package of the bread in his hand was very familiar. It was the ration that Wang Ting and the others distributed to everyone at noon yesterday, which was obviously saved by Zi Nuo on purpose.

At this time, Zeno had finished his dinner and was leaning against the pillar with his eyes closed to rest.

Seeing this, Ye Hanjiang could only sigh, unwrapped the package and gnawed on the bread.

He thought to himself: "It's a big deal, wait until you get out and then repay him well!" '

What happened in the corner did not attract other people's attention. When Ye Hanjiang finished the last bite of bread, Zi Nuo took out another box from his backpack and stuffed it into his hand.

The font on the box was in Chinese. Ye Hanjiang looked at it under the moonlight and found that it was the cold medicine for treating colds.

It's been three days since I entered here, except for the cold medicine I got from Ye Qiu on the first day, there are thirteen people in the tour group, but none of them cared about his health?Do I need any medicine?

Ye Hanjiang felt a little touched in his heart. Counting the time, his cold medicine was just finished last night. He must have gone out to look for medicine when he disappeared this morning. This box of cold medicine has not yet expired.

"By the way, which floor do we live on today?" Ding Huimin asked after eating.

"Xiao Jiu, which floor do you think is better to live on?" Ye Qiu sat beside Ye Hanjiang and asked in a low voice.

Ye Hanjiang stuffed the medicine box into his backpack, and replied: "From the perspective of probability theory, it would be better to live on a middle floor."

Cui Jiabao objected: "Isn't that right? If you want me to say, you should live on the sixth floor. If something goes wrong, it's convenient to run to the top of the building."

The others thought it made sense when they heard it, and immediately decided unanimously to live on the sixth floor.

When it came time to allocate a room, there was another problem.

There are only four rooms on the sixth floor, and everyone wants to live in the first room, so that they can escape easily in case of accidents.

It is obviously unrealistic for ten people to squeeze into the first room, and finally everyone decided to draw lots.

Zhang Yuan, Cui Jiabao, Wang Ting, Hu Yueshan, and Ye Qiu were drawn to the first room.

And Mei Xiaohui, Ding Huimin, Ye Hanjiang, Zhou Guolin and Qinuo got the second room.

Hu Yueshan and Ye Qiu proposed to exchange with Mei Xiaohui and Ye Hanjiang in the second room, but Cui Jiabao retorted: "If you change, I will change, then what's the point of us getting this lottery?"

"You..." Ye Qiu was impatient, and was about to argue with him when Ye Hanjiang stopped him.

"Forget about third brother, it doesn't really make much difference which room you live in."

"Yes! Just in case!" Mei Xiaohui smoothed things over.

Ye Qiu saw Ye Hanjiang's worried expression: "Xiao Jiu, what's the matter? Are you feeling unwell?"

Ye Hanjiang shook his head and said worriedly: "Third brother, sleep more alertly at night, I don't know why, I always have a bad feeling."

Ye Qiu was taken aback when he heard the words, Ye Hanjiang is an extremely rational person, he rarely speaks of intuition and premonition, usually when he says this, it means that his inner anxiety has reached its peak.

And, for some reason, Ye Qiu also felt the same way!

The issue of accommodation was settled in this way, and everyone piled up the furniture that was in the way in the house to other rooms, took the sheets and bedding, and spread them out in the room one by one.

Hu Yueshan and the others who hadn't rested for several nights were the first to snore, and then the rest of them also fell into a sound sleep.

The hour hand pointed to twelve o'clock, after a burst of air raid sirens.

The city gradually quieted down, and the people who were disturbed by the noise babbled a few times, turned over and soon fell into a dream again.

A slight tremor!

It rang overhead, followed by a second, and a third, until the entire roof began to vibrate.