Lost Narrative Poetry

"I can't do it anymore, I really can't do it... Stop and rest first, my arm hurts so much, it's about to break..."

This kind of rush cannot last forever, because Xia Ran is still a human being, and his strength is only his mental strength, not his physical constitution.

So soon, he urgently stopped the rough "city walking" skill of his left hand and stopped on the rooftop of a building. He held his knee with one hand and bent down to breathe heavily.

"Your physique is too poor... Xia Ran..."

His left hand shrank back and was raised to his eyes. An eye appeared at the tip of his index finger, and a dull and emotionless voice sounded.

"You don't need to tell me this a second time. I also know that my physical fitness is very poor, and I am going to improve it in the future. But what can I do now? I don't have any free attribute points in my hand... "

After Xia Ran took a deep breath, he waved his hand and said angrily.

"And if I hadn't added two more points of physical attributes, the muscles in my left arm would have been directly torn just now, okay..."

"No...your muscles are not weak to this extent...it's just that you rarely do exercises of this intensity...you're just not used to it..."

The left hand doesn't think so. Although it doesn't think the strength of the human body's muscles is commendable, it's not too weak.

"Yes, yes. You also know that I rarely exercise at this intensity. There has to be a process of adaptation, right? Once it's done, it's just the main course."

Xia Ran responded impatiently, then stood up straight and looked around, trying to confirm where he was now. By the way, he moved his left arm and felt that something was wrong with his whole body.

Not only did the left arm muscles bear too much force during the rush, but also the weightless feeling of being in the high altitude, which is more exciting than riding a roller coaster or a big pendulum, is very scary. of……

That is an instinctive physiological feeling. No matter how brave you are, it will not change this fact...

The same is true for Xia Ran. He still feels a little weak in his legs and feet. It's not that he is weak and unsteady, but he feels that the ground under his feet is as light as cotton.

——It seems like I don’t put any effort at all, I’m not used to it.

I don’t know if those who have just ridden the roller coaster feel the same way, but it is indeed not a very good experience.

"Ahead is Fujimi Gakuen...but it seems to have fallen..."

Zuo Zuo told Xia Ran calmly that they were close to their destination at this time. On the top floor of this building, they could see a school directly in front of them.

However, the pure ivory tower of the past was not immune to this huge disaster that swept the entire city and the entire world, and became a bloody purgatory on earth. There were flames and black smoke everywhere on the campus, and it was a mess.

The door was also broken open by violent vandals. At a glance, you can see the school is filled with people and a large area of ​​darkness. Many figures of "people" are staggering and walking back and forth unconsciously.

After all, it is a large school, so the population density is naturally higher, and after the disaster, it is even worse.

I don't know if the protagonist and his group are still inside... Xia Ran narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about how to enter and find people, and what kind of reason should be used to contact the protagonist's team in a reasonable way.

And setting your own identity is also a problem.

This does not mean that White Space has not arranged a reasonable identity and household registration, which makes it difficult for him to talk nonsense. In the coming apocalyptic world, no one cares about this kind of thing at all. Even if someone really cares, it will not matter if he just fabricates one. relation.

As for the various documents to prove his identity, such as student ID card, insurance card, driver's license, etc., of course he couldn't produce them, but it can be said that the disaster happened too suddenly and he didn't have time to bring them.

He really doesn't believe it anymore. Is it possible that at this time, someone else is conscientious enough to embarrass him on this kind of issue? Someone really has lost his mind, and he must have the ability to try to extract his files——

Cutting down countless zombies, risking their lives, and breaking through cities one after another, just to go to places like the public security bureau or immigration management department to check someone’s identity when network communications and other means fail. file?

If anyone really plans to do this, please be sure to tell him, he really wants to take a look.

The reason why Xia Ran feels that there is a problem with identity is not because of social identity, but more essentially... human identity.

In the previous world, it was because Izumi Shinichi was in the same situation that he could reveal his "specialness" without any psychological burden and no need to worry about any problems.

After all, everyone is in the same situation. We are all foxes on the same mountain. Why are we afraid that the other party will say "Liao Zhai"?

However, it was different now. Even though the impression was also very vague, Xia Ran could be sure that none of the plot characters whose names he could not remember was human. At most, they had specialties in some aspects and worked well together.

For example, some people have strong martial arts and combat skills far beyond ordinary people, some people have outstanding minds and have excellent judgment skills, some people are gun fans and have a lot of military knowledge...

It may be difficult for one person to survive alone, but it will be different if we work together.

However, these people have remained ordinary humans since then. They have neither mastered the power of spiritual belief nor the extraordinary and mysterious power of magic, nor have they experienced the parasitic mimicry of their left hand into a biological weapon...

Therefore, he and Xia Ran, a promising young man, are not on the same road.

He could hide his special features well, but that would be tantamount to causing trouble for himself and making the game more difficult, unless he could ensure that everything goes smoothly and develops completely according to his own wishes.

Otherwise, if an accident occurs, it will inevitably be exposed. At that time, those who should be suspicious will still be suspicious, those who should be suspicious will still be suspicious, and there will be dissatisfaction between each other...

Xia Ran was struggling with this problem. After all, it was something that could be foreseen very easily, but he didn't come up with any good way to solve this problem.

The left hand did not speak anymore, but returned to its original arm state. It would only give suggestions at certain critical times, but there was no way to interfere with what the host wanted to do. The reason why it seemed a little more free now was that It's just because Xia Ran didn't block its conscious reaction.

Someone never lets up on this aspect of dominance.

At this moment, the sound of a helicopter propeller rotating at high speed came from the sky. The whizzing black shadow instantly cast a large haze on the ground, but it flew over in the blink of an eye.

"This is... a Black Hawk helicopter?"

Xia Ran looked up and saw four majestic helicopters whizzing over the school not far away, feeling a little unsure.

"Yes."

The left hand answered this question very definitely.

"Is there any important mission?"

"I don't know. It's very possible that this is the case. They flew here specifically to perform some mission..."

Xiao Zuo continued to answer.

"Is it possible that the map version is out of date?" Xia Ran felt that there might be such a possibility. After all, in this Internet age, we really can't rely too much on it.

In another ten years, the information on the Internet may not be able to ensure that all information can be fully updated simultaneously.

The version of the map they were looking for was from a long time ago. Although it could still be used for reference, who knew whether there would be other changes to the location of facilities such as the school hospital, police station, etc.

"...This possibility cannot be ruled out."

"Forget it, it's not an important matter. I'll just ask a local person later."

Xia Ran stretched hard and seemed to have made a decision. He turned his head and looked at the rooftop door not far behind him. There was a dull banging sound there, and something was hitting the door.

The next second he turned around to look, the closed rooftop door was knocked open, and four or five "people" swarmed out from behind the door and fell to the ground in a mess... …

Their arms are basically broken and broken, their shoulders are collapsed, and their heads are barely hanging on their necks.

Therefore, these crazy monsters, which are insensible to pain, tireless, and have far more strength than ordinary people, are really troublesome when they increase in number... Xia Ran glanced at them and had no time to waste mental energy to deal with them.

"Okay, keep going-"

He stood on the edge of the rooftop, opened his hands, closed his eyes, and fell straight forward.

The wind howled in my ears, and the oncoming airflow suddenly became stronger, followed by a huge force coming from my left arm...

Xia Ran tried to calm down and try to feel something in this situation.

It seems that this feeling is not bad. From humans who are accustomed to two-dimensional movement to three-dimensional movement, there is a feeling of breaking free from the constraints, very free and fun!

That's right, I don't actually have to worry about that unimportant issue just now. After all, in such a doomsday world, I must create a normal human identity for myself, and for this, I have to be careful to cover up and take care of others. feelings...

Does this really have any special significance? He is indeed not a normal person, but a proper "abnormal".

But what does it matter? In this doomsday world, he should never be careful to look at the faces of so-called normal people, but normal people should be careful to look at his face...