In the last days, people spend crazy money to buy equipment.

Shen Musen glanced at the number on his phone, searched it in his mind, and confirmed it again.

"Bedroom party, on Bubu Street?"

"Otherwise?" Luo Yan pouted and said coquettishly in a soft voice: "You promise me, after the cultural celebration is over, we will go shopping."

Shen Musen was surprised, and just as he was about to ask a question, he caught a glimpse of the goldfish in the fish tank, and his words stopped abruptly.

The delicate face was expressionless, the phoenix eyes were staring at one place, the corners of the mouth were tightened, and the dark eyes were as cold as a cold pool, cold and silent.

The fish is dead,

The white belly floats upward on the water, and the originally clear water becomes turbid. It seems that you can smell its rotten smell when you get closer.

There was a thin layer of dust on the table, as if this room had not been there for a while.

"Did you listen to me? Shen Musen."

Luo Yan was annoyed and her voice couldn't help but become louder, causing passers-by to look at each other frequently. She hurriedly held the phone and walked towards a place with few people.

On the opposite side, Shen Musen said "Oh" twice and told himself to wait on the roadside, his tone not as calm as before.

What happened? Just as Luo Yan was about to ask out loud, Shen Musen hung up the phone and heard a busy signal.

"Really annoying."

Luo Yan stamped her feet, but she knew that Shen Musen also had a cold temperament, so it would be fine if she could come. She would bring all the things she wanted to buy when she went shopping soon, and she opened the phone book to make an appointment with other sisters in the dormitory.

Here, Shen Musen hung up the phone, held the phone, rubbed the eggs on his hands and remained silent.

The electronic calendar changed from the number 6 to the number 12, which showed the past six days in the world, but she obviously only stayed in the bedroom and spent an hour or two drawing the lottery.

Her brain was working rapidly. The dormitory party in her last life was after the art performance, and she should be packing up to go to school now.

The cell phone calendar has changed and the dormitory party has been brought forward, which means that in everyone's eyes, "she" has completed these things.

Time has been stolen and everything has been moved forward.

The only difference from the previous life is that she has an "open sea".

This is something I didn’t have in my previous life.

It seems that if I don't follow the original trajectory in this life, my previous deeds will be changed and new problems will arise.

Just like the butterfly effect, she has an extra Lord of the Rings, and the outbreak of the Resident Evil is one step closer.

Time has advanced. If she follows the original trajectory, things will develop in the same direction as before.

So what happened when I went shopping with them this time?

Shen Musen searched in his mind. In the last life, they went shopping. Near evening, a miracle that happened once in a thousand years appeared.

The sun was setting in the west, and there was a global power outage. A crimson moon slowly appeared in the sky, dyeing the entire night scarlet.

Many people took photos and posted them on the forum, like and comment.

There were also reports by the media, which quickly spread on the Internet. Various public opinions rushed to publish them. Some said it was a natural phenomenon, some said it was a precursor to disaster, and some even said it was a manifestation of gods.

Everyone says his own thing, and each has his own reasons.

The next morning, the world returned to normal. An authoritative expert came out to refute the rumors, saying that it was a rare sight in the starry sky, and the blood moon seen was due to some special reasons.

Everyone started looking for new things again and forgot about the blood moon.

But who knew that in two weeks, the world would become a hell on earth.

Shen Musen knew that in the Resident Evil game, the game begins with a blood moon. The blood moon is also called the Apocalypse, which means restarting the world.

As soon as the Apocalypse began, monsters began to run rampant, and people who were illuminated by the blood moon turned into zombies, monsters, and supernatural beings.

Can this egg be taken back?

Shen Musen thought this, and the next second, the egg in his hand disappeared out of thin air in the blink of an eye.

She turned the ring happily and the egg stayed in its original position in the space.

It is worthy of being the top-of-the-line memory. It is high-end, can be retrieved and stored, and can realize the conversion between virtual and reality anytime and anywhere.

Shen Musen dug out a hooded sweater from the closet, poured the dead fish into the toilet and flushed it away. She opened the taxi app and started to take a taxi.

As expected, the person I hit was still the fun-loving old man from the previous life. He had the most dazzling ethnic-style music in his car, his mobile phone holder was placed next to him, and there was a continuous flow of voices in the WeChat group.

It was a familiar operation. She stopped at the traffic light and clicked on the voice bar. The old man responded to the message with anger and chatted with her.

Knowing that she was going to the night market, he looked at her clothes through the perspective mirror and said with concern: "The night market is cold at night, young people should wear more clothes, and don't sacrifice warmth for the sake of style. If your bones are cold, you will suffer in old age."

Shen Musen looked at the patch on the uncle's driving wrist, knowing his good intentions, and repeated the reply from the previous life: "Well, I can wear this."

In her previous life, in addition to avoiding monsters, she also had to endure severe weather disasters, scorching heat and severe cold. After experiencing it, she returned to normal temperatures, but she was a little uncomfortable.

The uncle smiled and sang loudly to the climax of the music, and the singing in the car filled the sky.

Shen Musen opened the social software on his own and started to borrow money from his friend list. He also took out some software loans, including credit loans and loan sharks.

No matter what, he filled in all the information, sent a message on his mobile phone, Shen Musen finished filling it in, and the money arrived in his account a few minutes later. The taxi stopped at the busiest street, among the crowds of people, Luo Yan Holding the squad leader's arm, he saw Shen Musen getting off the car at a glance and waved to her frantically.

"Sensen, here, here."