Bizzare Login Device

Back home from school.

Qin Ming sat down on the sofa in the living room, cut a plate of fruit, turned on the TV and watched it while eating.

Still thinking about the test results during the day in my mind, my mind moved.

The login interface popped up in front of my eyes.

After a day of cooling, the word 'Jing' on the interface has almost recovered half of its golden light, while the rest of the characters are still gray.

According to this speed, he estimated that it would take nearly half a month to restore all the words in this line to gold.

"It's a bit slow..." Qin Ming thought to himself.

After experiencing the benefits for the first time, he is no longer opposed to the spirit monster registration device he touched. On the contrary, he still looks forward to what will happen next time he becomes a spirit monster.

"The following is the latest news about what happened in Shanze City..."

"Just an hour ago, there was another big explosion in a chemical plant in the North Street District, and the spread was two kilometers away. According to the latest news received ahead, it was a man-made disaster!"

"Many people claim to have seen the real culprit who caused the explosion in the chemical plant, and they are suspected to be practitioners. Currently, the Shanze City Security Bureau has intervened in the investigation..."

Qin Ming's attention was immediately attracted by the latest news broadcast on TV.

In the picture, a fire blazes in the distance, with a monstrous momentum.

The red light reflected the night sky like blood, like a raging beast.

Just as the reporter in front was broadcasting, there was another partial explosion roar in the sea of ​​flames in the distance. It was obvious that the situation had not been brought under control.

What Qin Ming didn't expect was that the explosion accident was caused by human beings, and when he thought of the explosion in a chemical plant two days ago, it had to be shocking.

It is very likely that this is a long-planned terrorist act.

"It seems that Shanze City has not been very peaceful recently." Qin Ming thought to himself, stuffing the cut fruits on the plate into his mouth.

He couldn't imagine that anyone would be so insane that he insisted on making trouble with the chemical plant, blowing up one and blowing up the second.

But that's what's so surprising.

After all, being able to successfully blow up the second chemical plant under the investigation of the city's security personnel, and causing such a big commotion, it can be seen that this is by no means a good thing.

As for the ultimate purpose of this group of people doing such crazy things, it is unknown.

Open the mobile class group.

Sure enough, a group of people were already discussing this big news in full swing.

"Damn it, two chemical plants were blown up, it's scary. Σ(°Д°;"

"It turned out to be man-made!"

"Terrorists are coming?!"

"It feels so dangerous, I don't want to go to school, what if the school is bombed next time!"

"Yeah, do you want to skip class next week..."

"+1..."

"Li Ergou, come to my office next Monday!" The head teacher who had been diving suddenly erupted and grabbed a child who was not doing well.

"Everyone, don't worry too much. I believe the city will deal with this matter as soon as possible. It's the same sentence. Right now is a critical time in your life. Don't be distracted by external affairs. Remember."

The appearance of Zhang Yu undoubtedly made the class group that was still hot just now cool down quickly. The students who had spoken before dived into the water one after another, losing the interest to discuss.

The college entrance examination is coming, even if it is a big thing, it must be put aside in the eyes of the head teacher, so as not to distract the students.

Putting down the phone, Qin Ming continued to watch the flickering images on the screen, and several reporters in front of him were making reports nervously and excitedly.

In order to obtain this first-hand information, they worked hard, and the location of the sea of ​​fire was not too far away. If the wind direction changed, the flames would spread over at any time.

"Now we can see that the city has mobilized a large number of troops. I believe the fire will be brought under control soon. Please rest assured..."

In the picture, a dark transport vehicle quickly passed the street, heading in the direction of the fire ahead.

There are still a number of helicopters flying in the sky, hovering in the night sky, flashing lights from time to time.

I believe that it won't be long before the land of flames will be completely sealed off for investigation.

"Huh?" Qin Ming suddenly looked through the screen, and behind the reporter, he vaguely noticed several black shadows flashing past quickly.

He wasn't the only one who found out, even the live broadcast director suddenly let out an exclamation.

"Several figures seem to have rushed out of the sea of ​​fire!" It was the director's voice, interrupting the reporter's words.

And when the reporter looked back, those figures had disappeared into the night.

"Could it be a misreading, how could someone rush out of such a big fire?"

"No, I'm sure, there was someone there before, it's impossible to read it wrong." The director said confidently.

Since he kept staring at the screen, Qin Ming knew that the director was right. There was indeed a figure jumping out of the sea of ​​flames, but the time it appeared on the screen was so short that it was a little blurry, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman. , appearance and stature.

Not long after, due to the blockade of the scene, the live broadcast in front of the scene disappeared.

After turning off the TV, Qin Ming packed up and got ready to sleep.

Tomorrow is the weekend, and he is going to buy a new mobile phone. He has been using the old mobile phone since the previous one broke.

Now this old mobile phone seems to be on the verge of being scrapped, and it may die at any time.

...

On the other side, when Qin Ming fell asleep thinking about the ghost logger, a few homeless men were curled up at the corner of a street with their heads bowed.

Wrapped in a few rags, hunger made it difficult for them to sleep tonight.

The trash cans on the side had already been turned upside down by them, but unfortunately tonight was not so lucky, and they didn't let them find dinner.

They don't care about the fire situation in the North Block, they only care about whether they can fall asleep in the second half of the night.

Tread Tread

The sound of slow footsteps suddenly sounded at the entrance of this dark and remote street. The homeless people ignored them and changed to a more comfortable position to lie on the ground, symbolically covering their chests with a piece of torn newspaper as a quilt.

I thought it was just a passerby who would leave soon, but the sound of footsteps became clearer and walked straight towards them.

Opening his eyelids slightly, his cloudy eyes swept towards the intersection.

A man in a long black windbreaker and a large hat was standing there.

Under the moonlight, the man's shadow continued to lengthen.

Slightly raised his head, revealing a slightly old face, the gray stubble seemed to have been carefully groomed, a thin layer spread from the chin to the cheeks.

It seems that this is an old man who is over half a century old and has a status, with a unique temperament that ordinary people do not have.

Those homeless people looked a little strange. Logically speaking, an old man dressed like this must at least be a rich man, and he shouldn't have appeared at this stinky, remote intersection.

Even ordinary passers-by, when passing by this area, will rush past with their noses covered in disgust, and will not stay too long.

Only homeless people would come here often, because a lot of garbage would be piled up here every day. If you were lucky, you could find food for the day, and you might even find some garbage with residual value, and maybe you could sell it for some money.

The old man took out a piece of bread from his arms and threw it in front of the homeless men.

One of the vagrants had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and he rushed over, grabbed the piece of bread in his hand, and gnawed it fiercely.

He was really starving, and when he saw that there was something to eat, he couldn't care about anything else.

The rest of the vagrants rushed over with red eyes and began to fight for the piece of bread.

"Bastard, you actually want to eat alone!"

"Spit it out!"

The originally harmonious scene instantly became chaotic and dirty.

Only the expression on the old man's face didn't change much, he opened his mouth slowly and said, "Do you want more food?"

The old man's voice was flat, but it sounded like heaven to the ears of the homeless men.

"You...are you willing to give us something to eat?" a homeless man bent over and asked cautiously.

"If you still want to eat, come with me." The old man slightly lowered the brim of his hat, turned and left after speaking.

The few homeless men looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they didn't know where the old man was going to take them, hearing that there was food was enough for them to move their hearts.

Immediately staggering to keep up with the departing old man...