Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

Lu Jian separated the paper man from himself.

Her hair was like a waterfall draped over her shoulders, her face was slightly abnormally gray, and her lips had lost their color, like a lifeless doll without makeup.

The silver pupils were light and pale, looking at the gray sky above. Dark clouds seemed to be brewing above the head, and it was still raining.

Within the next three hours, dark clouds spread at an extremely fast speed. Suddenly, darkness enveloped the entire sky, and zombies were rioting and excited downstairs.

"Ho ho..."

"Ho ho..."

It's like cheering for this devastated homeland, and jumping for joy for the great changes that are about to come. The scene that has only appeared in movies has an abyss-like feeling of suffocation.

They were unconscious, their bodies were spattered with blood, and their tattered clothes were hanging on their bodies. There might not even be a few pieces of good meat on their arms or thighs. Broken limbs could be seen everywhere, rotting and infested with maggots.

The fat flesh worms also seemed to have mutated. They were enlarged several times and made people sick just to look at them.

This scene is like the second before the world is destroyed.

The civilization that mankind has spent thousands of years building is insignificant in the face of the law and is not worth mentioning.

Sprinkle manna and all things will grow.

Under the folded palms, there was silence.

The messy wind blew like a knife, blowing her hair, and her pure white dress rustled. Her eyes reflected the entire gray world, which seemed a little hollow.

For a moment, she felt that this scene seemed familiar.

The person who fainted on the ground made a small sound, and the girl closed her eyes.

"Little brother?"

Fang Jingjing hasn't fully opened her eyes yet.

"What the hell?"

Fang Jingjing opened her eyes completely.

She collapsed on the ground, staring blankly at the slender calves in front of her.

The girl turned slightly sideways, and her lifeless little face like a porcelain doll came into Fang Jingjing's sight.

Her lips trembled, "Little brother... will he change his gender when he becomes a zombie?"

Lu Jian: "..."

She was speechless.

"No, I'm a woman." She grabbed her hair that was blown up, but there was no rubber band in her hand.

Fang Jingjing looked at the food and immediately took the rubber band from her hand and gave it to her.

Lu Jian glanced at Fang Jingjing approvingly and combed his hair into a ponytail with a rubber band.

"Then now..." Lu Jian cut his finger with his nail, and blood seeped out from the wound, preparing to feed it to her.

Fang Jingjing said sincerely, "Miss, do you like women?"

It's just a bend, she has never been a straight woman.

When you meet a man, you will be straight, when you meet a woman, you will be curved. What kind of personality is it, just to support it.

She realized this as early as when she was watching videos of beautiful women.

Lu Jian: "...Open your mouth."

What are you opening your mouth for? Kiss? Come on, pretty sister!

Fang Jingjing opened her mouth obediently, and a few drops of blood were fed into her mouth. The next second she was knocked unconscious by Lu Jian.

Fang Jingjing: "..."

Wife, the West Lake is my tears, my saliva has become the Pacific Ocean, I don’t care if you are a man or a woman, don’t care about worldly opinions, just stay with me—

fainted.

The wind on the rooftop was strong and the temperature was cool. The body temperature of the corpse was not high, so Lu Jian didn't feel anything else.

So she decided to stay here, feeling like she could see zombies downstairs at any time.

The plot doesn't say when the red rain will fall, so just wait in the open air.

Lu Jian threw Fang Jingjing aside, tore off his skirt, pulled it open as long as possible, and tied Fang Jingjing tightly.

Then he closed his eyes and leaned against the outermost railing of the rooftop, seeming to be resting.

……

There seems to be no clear dividing line between day and night.

She was always awake and couldn't sleep, so she closed her eyes and chatted with Ning Qi.

One hour.

Fang Jingjing moved.

Two hours.

She started to show zombie characteristics.

Three hours.

She seemed extremely distressed.

four hours.

If she hadn't been tied up by Lu Jian, she might have started to harm herself.

Five hours.

Human language and zombie voices intertwined in her mouth.

Six hours.

Motionless as if dead.

Lu Jian stood up and walked over, squatting on the ground. Her white skirt fell to the ground, stained with dust. She poked Fang Jingjing with her hand, frowned and tilted her head, "Dead?"

She sighed helplessly and said faintly, "Maybe it didn't work, so I'll just catch another human."

As soon as she stood up, something on the ground raised its buttocks and moved around like a caterpillar.

"Ho ho..." It should be successful...

Fang Jingjing, with her messy hair on her head, and her twisting posture, reminded Lu Jian of the Qiu Qiu brother he met when he first came to this world.

Ninety-nine percent of the image.

The only difference is that I didn't get flowers.

Suddenly, a thunder struck from the other side of the dark cloud.

"Boom——"

The world was illuminated by a flash of white light.

Immediately afterwards, blood-red liquid slowly seeped out from the dark clouds, fell down, and fell onto Lu Jian's arm, where it was slowly absorbed by the gray-white skin.

Lu Jian looked up at the sky.

The red rain is coming.

She let the red rain hit her body. She felt nothing at first, but then her bones began to hurt. Her eyesight went black and white, and she couldn't see clearly.

She felt unusually hot inside her body, as if she had swallowed fire, burning from the inside out.

Lu Jian leaned on the railing of the rooftop, gasping for air in her throat. The overwhelming pressure seemed to block the air, making her unable to breathe.

Looking at Fang Jingjing again, she fainted from pain.

Red rain fell on the ground, like diluted blood.

The zombies on the ground fell to the ground one after another, stacked together as if they were dead.

Even Lu Jian felt drowsy as he felt the violent surge of energy in his body.

But she didn't stop her, she found a more comfortable position to lie down and started to sleep.

Thanks to this red rain, she finally got some sleep in this world.

Before consciousness disappeared, the red rain had covered the whole world.

In a lifeless world, there is no legendary savior.

……

Lu Jian slept for three days.

Ning Qi was also observing Hong Yu's changes every day when she was bored and remembering.

The rain hasn't stopped yet, but the air is inexplicably fresher.

Lu Jian opened his eyes, which were a little sleepy. He yawned lazily and sat up from the ground.

There was no pain in her body anymore, but instead she seemed to have endless strength. She snapped her fingers, and fine ice crystals rose up in the center of her hand.

Lu Jian: "...?"

Ice type?

Isn’t the original owner’s superpower the fire system?

She was a little surprised, but didn't think much about it.

Now that the red rain is hitting her, it is just like ordinary raindrops to her.

Before Fang Jingjing woke up, Lu Jian climbed over the railing and jumped from the ninth floor.

Her body was much more flexible than before, her face looked like a normal person, and her lips were a light cherry pink.

She jumped to the top of the building and finally landed slowly on the ground.