Chapter 158

At that time, he was truly happy, unprecedentedly happy.

All good things have an end. He inexplicably thought of this sentence.

The head of the heart was twisted severely by the invisible hand.

Zhang Xun took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions in his chest, and continued to trek on the half-thawed half-frozen road. To avoid all of Pan's extended sweeping robots, he had to take some long detours.

At this early hour, even the earliest workers hadn't left their homes. The narrow and winding streets are empty, and all the gray and old buildings seem to have not yet woken up. Zhang Xun walked through the cobweb-like intricate alleyways, and finally stopped in front of a precarious low-cost apartment building on the outskirts of the third district. The wooden structure is loose and loose, full of signs of erosion by wind, frost and time. Some windows are even broken, without proper repair, hastily pasted with thermal insulation cloth, shivering in the cold wind.

The corridor is so narrow that you have to turn your body sideways to pass, and it is full of old furniture and sundries. There was a special rancid smell in the air, like rotten vegetable leaves, which Zhang Xun had never smelled before.

This is at the border of the third district and the second district, and it is a place where the poor live together. As a member of the privileged class, Zhang Xun has hardly set foot here. He thought that his own apartment was small enough, but when he saw the front door, which was as big as a wardrobe door, and the distance between the doors, he could guess that the space inside might not exceed three Ten square meters, but it often squeezes three to six people.

Zhang Xun heard that due to the limited land resources in Paradise Lost, many old apartments had to divide the original big house into several small houses and rent them to different families. Houses remodeled in this way are full of various safety hazards, and no one can escape in the event of a fire.

But there is no way, people have to need a place to live.

He knocked on the door of a house hung with a circle of mistletoe, and a moment later, a pale face of a man about his age appeared through the crack of the door.

"Hello. I have been in touch with you before..."

"You are Zhang Xun?" The man looked at him with a surprised look, with a sincere smile on his face, and opened the door while talking, "Please come in!"

Zhang Xun then squeezed into the small room that was piled full of daily necessities. It can be seen that in the limited space, the owner of the house gave full play to his storage talent. Although there are many things, they are very orderly and clean. Even so, the rotten smell is still strong and lingering.

Zhang Xun took off his hat and gloves, and the man named Lucas took them eagerly, hung them on the hanger behind the door, and enthusiastically led Zhang Xun to a faded printed sofa, "You are our My benefactor! I don’t have any good tea here, so don’t dislike it!” The man hurriedly picked up the steaming hot water pot from the small stove next to him and poured it into the teapot, saying, “I’ve always wanted to thank you in person And Adam, but you have saved so many people, it must not be short of us two little people."

"That's what we should do." Zhang Xun said uneasily, "Please don't be busy, I just want to know something. Your partner... Kevin, how is he doing recently?"

Lucas handed the teacup to Zhang Xun, sat on the opposite chair, his eyes shone with happiness, "He's fine, even better than before he got sick. You may not know, but he actually had alcoholism before he was infected. Sometimes... he drank too much, and his temper would become very irritable. But after he was cured, he didn't even touch a drop of wine."

Zhang Xun nodded, "Apart from this, is there any other change in him?"

"There are some, but they are all good changes. I can't believe it. He seems to be very... calm now, and sometimes even helps me with some housework. He even quit smoking and no longer sleeps at night. Go out and hang out with those gangsters... It seems that your antidote not only cured the plague, but also cured all other diseases." Lucas said, smiling a little embarrassedly, "The only thing that is a little strange is Sometimes he says things that I don't understand."

"What don't you understand?" Zhang Xun continued to ask, "Can you be more specific?"

"Let him tell you by himself, he should already be up." Lucas stood up after speaking, opened the curtain and entered the inner room where there was probably only one bed. Not long after, another older, taller man with beards came out.

If he encountered such an image on the street, Zhang Xun would probably avoid it on purpose. After all, it looks too much like a bandit...

Slightly at odds with his rugged appearance was the generous smile he showed to Zhang Xun. He took Zhang Xun's hand regretfully, "I'm sorry, I've been having trouble sleeping lately. I kept you waiting."

"It's okay, I just arrived not long ago." Zhang Xun carefully looked at Kevin's appearance, and there was no trace of being infected with the plague. Indeed, as Lucas said, Kevin's expression was filled with a strange and detached expression, not like that of a person who works in an artificial butcher shop.

As soon as Kevin sat down, he started gushing about how grateful he was to Zhang Xun and Adam for saving his life and changing his life. However, his words made another chapter. The more he listened, the more panicked Xun became.