Tomorrow's Ark, Second International

Tomorrow's Ark, The Second International Author: Idle Wolf of Scarlet Devil Township

It turns out that the pigeons will really be retributed for a long time.

Was thrown into the world of Terra, and still used as cannon fodder in the Reunification Movement?

Moreover, whether to become a Welfare Ji or a Welfare Maker with his unique Originium Skill is a very serious question.

Wouldn't it be a little embarrassing for Ruper if he just wanted to attack a girl?

In fact, I am cute and light!

And how does his silly soul control such a handsome body.

Still have to pull up a team to fight against this bastard's world!

A little more serious introduction:

The first international cooperation of the infected represented by the integration movement has gone astray!

Now, we will carry a new flag!

Infected people all over the world, unite!

History will eventually prove that our cause is just.

Is this flag-waving person a fool or an idol?

Are Rhode Island and the Integration Movement Friends or Foes?

Chapter 1 The alien soul who strayed into the battlefield

"I... this is..."

Miraculously, a little spark appeared from the nearly stagnant thinking, but even this trace of consciousness was just the last ripple of the brain.

It's even more strange to say that he has not completely lost consciousness, let alone thinking in an orderly manner.Even who am I?Where is this?Such a simple question and answer cannot be completed.

But compared with the brain, the problem of the body may be more serious.

The body that has lost consciousness makes the brain unable to manipulate it, and even the five senses cannot perceive it at all, it is just "alive".

I don't know how long it took, the body functions finally turned like an old machine that was turned off and rusted, slowly turning, with such a tactile sensation.The brain can also deal with some simple, instinctual problems too.

This body seemed to be lying in a wet pit, and the slightly thin clothes were completely soaked by some unknown liquid.Some parts of the clothes, there are hard plate-like objects, some diaphragmatic.

It's just that the eyes still can't see clearly, and the various red and green squares are changing various shapes in front of their eyes.

If I had to say it, the eyes probably turned into kaleidoscopes. Although it was wonderful, it was not pleasant.

The same goes for the ears, I can't hear anything at all, only buzzing tinnitus and strange rustling sounds.

As the feeling gradually recovered, it was accompanied by pain, which was not strong at first. I could feel that sharp objects had pierced into this body, and there were more than one places. Arms, shoulders, abdomen, at least three parts were pierced by sharp objects. Piercing, the fluid in the body continuously flows out from these parts.

With the stimulation of intensified pain, the body's functions recovered a lot.

The kaleidoscope in front of me turned into bright and dazzling colorful flying mosquitoes. Although there was still some disturbance, at least I could see something.

He took off his mask and wiped off the liquid that blocked his sight. The sudden activation of his sense of smell caused the strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of soil and some kind of explosives to rush into his brain, but his body didn't feel any discomfort at all.It's like this taste is something you can't get used to.

Breathing heavily, it was only then that he finally had a feeling that he was still alive.

"This is... my hand? It's so small and white."

His thinking was still sluggish, and he unconsciously stared at his palms in a daze. The hands covered with mud and blood still had a pure white base, and there was still a layer of calluses on the palms, which should be caused by rubbing something often.

"Are you... so... in a daze, wanting to die...?"

The ears still can't hear the voice clearly, it seems that someone is calling me?Slowly raising his head, he could only see a tall and terrifying figure.

The black helmet, the brown heavy-duty explosion-proof protective gear, and even the chainsaw in his hand looked one size bigger than himself.

Ah, I accidentally stared at the chainsaw again and started to be in a daze. My brain is really not working well due to lack of blood and oxygen.

Suddenly, his body lightened, and he was directly picked up by the big man, and thrown behind him.

boom

The shell blasted a big crater in the place where he had just stood, and the scattered mud smeared his face, and then the pain of landing was transmitted to his brain.

The accident of being thrown more than ten meters directly made his mind sober again.

The explosion did not penetrate the armor of the heavy-duty explosion-proof suit, and the big man held up the chainsaw and sawed two approaching enemies with weapons in two.

He didn't even look at the half body that was struggling under his feet, waving his hands and shouting something, and wearing such a heavy armor didn't affect his activities at all, and his flexibility was astonishing.

It may be that the oxygen has finally been transmitted to the whole body, the thinking has finally stopped intermittently, and the ears have resumed their proper function.The tinnitus gradually disappeared, and those strange rustling sounds turned out to be the loud shouts of people around.

Looking around, there are soldiers wearing standard military uniforms on one side, and motley troops wearing all kinds of uniforms on the other side, only with uniform masks on their faces.

But what makes people puzzled is that this group of miscellaneous cards are the attacking side, and they have an absolute advantage. They obviously don't have any decent weapons in their hands. See you.

On the contrary, the soldiers have standard long knives in their hands, as well as established crossbowmen and a large number of mortars.

Even with such excellent weapons, they could only use the barricades as a fortress, and guarded tightly behind them, and the few counterattacks were quickly extinguished.Those soldiers are afraid of those who cast spells.

Even if the self-made crossbow of the miscellaneous army can't penetrate the armor on his body, the strange spells are hard to defend against.

A soldier who was hit was directly blasted from the inside to the outside, and the blood-stained parts of the other people also quickly began to rot, and they had to cut their flesh to survive.

If it weren't for the long-range support of mortars and some elite guards wearing special magic defense armor, this place would have been breached long ago.

Unlike now, it is just a repeated see-saw, stacking the lives of both parties.

"it's wired......"

It is clearly a tragic battlefield, but there is a strong sense of disobedience.

Crossbows, mortars, chainsaws, all kinds of cold weapons, weapons that do not belong to an era intertwine and collide on the battlefield.

Looking at the modern concrete forests around, the sense of dislocation of the times is getting stronger and stronger, as if something is missing.

By the way, no guns!

He should be the absolute protagonist on the battlefield, but not a single gun can be seen here.

"Where is... where? These people... have I seen?"

Familiar masks, armies fighting with cold weapons and crossbows, and warlocks who know spells.All of this is very familiar.

It's a pity that such a deep memory is still too embarrassing for the brain, and the brain just responds to dizziness after being forced to work.

The tingling pain in his arms and abdomen pulled his mind back, and now he still has to deal with his own wounds first.

It is also thanks to the fact that there are no firearms on this battlefield, and there is still room for rescue after being hit by a crossbow. If the three crossbow arrows on his body were replaced by three muzzles, he probably would not survive now.

It's just that the crossbow can't be pulled out hastily, otherwise, just the heavy bleeding can make the life he saved so hard to throw out again.Then, you can only break the crossbow, and the long crossbow can also tear and expand the wound if it shakes along with gravity.

However, when both hands were holding the arrow shaft and preparing to use force, the arrow shaft broke easily, which was unbelievably easy.

Picking up the broken arrow shaft, there are obvious traces of melting at the broken part, and the material of that part of the crossbow arrow has become like mud, which can be squeezed into various shapes at will.

Now is not the time to think about these things. The most important thing at the moment is to ensure one's ability to move. Wounded soldiers who have no ability to move will rarely end well on the battlefield.

Breaking off the remaining two crossbow arrows one by one, it seems that he didn't put in much effort, but he could feel the abnormal fatigue rushing over him, as tired as the first moment.

When I completely closed my eyes, the last thing I saw was a swarm of drones.

"It's an enemy drone!"

"The mission objective has been completed, we retreat."

And the feeling of being lifted up.

Chapter 2 Idle Wolf Writer Is a Beautiful Girl Infected?

Idle Wolf is a pigeon. Although he thinks he is not a pigeon, people who know him generally hold the opposite opinion.

In addition to the 3-minute popularity of most games and like to pull people into the pit, the biggest problem is that the pit is not filled.

"I like to use me in the parallel world as the protagonist, so that I in the parallel world can become my daughter Hanniang! Seaweed Man and ukyo_rst are our role models."

Someone said so before digging a hole, although he didn't intend to make a vtb debut.

Of course, this time it still didn't last long, and the journey of Xianniang in another world was soon interrupted.The reason, of course, is that someone is dove again because of some self-proclaimed irresistible reasons.

He also thought about a very wonderful question.

"If you say, I'm the protagonist in another parallel world? Will I also become one of my own daughters? And in this way, wouldn't it become..."

"No nesting dolls!"

The idle wolf's dream was shattered like this.

"Hiss...this feeling really sucks."

Shaking off the revolving lantern that appeared in his mind, he recalled what happened on the battlefield before. No matter how much he thought about it, he had to admit that he had been involved in some terrible incident.

"I'm not the only pigeon, why did this happen to me, and I didn't want to pigeon myself..."

You are a little unconvinced, not because of other reasons, but because he didn't think that the most impressive thing in his previous life was the fact that he was a pigeon, even in the revolving lantern.

Moreover, this world is not a good place now, it is really bad luck.

Terra, to put it bluntly, is another name for the earth, but it is much more dangerous than the earth where the idle wolf was born, and of course it is much better than the other holy Terra.

Most areas of this planet will face a natural disaster called "natural disaster", which is extremely destructive and will also bring an additional product called "origin stone".

Origin stone is roughly equivalent to the petroleum on the earth, not only an excellent energy source, but also the plastic, synthetic rubber and various organic chemical raw materials brought by petroleum.

The origin stone is also an irreplaceable item of industry here. It can be said that the entire modern industry of Terra is built on the origin stone.

However, just like the development of ore on the earth will bring silicosis, the ore disease brought about by the mining of origin stone is even more terrifying.Because patients with ore disease will spread ore disease to people around when they die, and it cannot be cured.

This disease has completely torn society apart. Most normal people will more or less reject the infected. Most countries will also impose certain restrictions on the infected. Some radical countries even directly established concentration camps.

However, the development of industry will always bring infection, and the first wave of infection is always those front-line workers who will come into contact with Originium.They have paid everything for the construction of modern industry, but they are quickly abandoned after being infected, and the last value is squeezed out.

Workers are the most disciplined group in the world. As long as they are guided, they can explode with great strength.And besides the pain brought by the infection, there is also a technology called origin stone skills, which is usually called spells.

It's not that normal people can't use Originium skills, it's just that the adaptability of the Originium skills of the infected group is generally better than that of normal people.