Ancient Invasion [End Times]

Sixth day after the invasion · "What else can a cripple like you eat?"

Cheng Sheng lived on the 28th floor, on the top floor, and was given a small balcony.

The stairs leading to the roof are located in the house, which is a gentle slope.

The roof was tightly sealed by Cheng Sheng with iron fences, even iron fences and guards were set up on the top of the head, as if in an iron cage.

Just in case, Cheng Sheng left a secret door with iron bars so that he could go out from the roof and take the fire exit outside the roof.

It's just that he can't live without a wheelchair, which is the worst decision anyway.

Cheng Sheng checked the supplies routinely. During this period of stockpiling, he had no less than two boxes of fast food such as compressed biscuits, which was enough for several people to consume for a month.

He even has a small generator, so if the entire city loses power, he has backup power.

Cheng Sheng turned on the TV, and CCTV news broadcasts were broadcast on each channel, about Linjing, about the Imperial Hospital, about the Kyoto Expressway... these news are no longer concealed.

"All residents, please pay attention to the situation around you. Once there is a biting or hurting incident, please call the hotline 95951 in time." The host of the news said.

The other host sitting next to her had a haggard and pale face. The second she finished speaking, she fell on the table as if unable to support herself.

The host was taken aback, and hurriedly left his seat and walked over: "He has a fever, very hot, call 120."

The audience staff also ran over.

The staff lifted up the fallen man, but there was a sudden pause, and his face changed accordingly. The man looked up at the host: "Sister Qiao, look..."

There was a small bite wound on the man's arm, which had turned dark red and was visibly swollen around the wound.

The host was at a loss for words for a moment, and for the first time, the host, who had always appeared in the news broadcast with a capable image, felt uneasy.

She didn't speak, but slowly backed away, creating a distance.

The staff swallowed, and asked in a very low voice, "Sister Qiao, what should I do?"

The host hadn't spoken yet, but the man who fell on the ground woke up and opened his eyes. He slowly stood up and seemed to be recovering.

The staff breathed a sigh of relief.

However, in the next second, the man staggered and threw himself on the hostess, and under the piercing scream of the woman, he opened his mouth and bit off a piece of neck meat.

"Quickly cut the live broadcast!" Someone in the recording studio yelled, but no one was in charge of the live broadcast anymore. Everyone rushed to the door in a hurry, and the entire recording studio was in chaos.

Cheng Sheng turned off the TV and didn't watch it again.

Some people mutate in just a few minutes, while others need hours to change. Why?Cheng Sheng was puzzled.

He figured that if he could have a lab where he could do slice experiments, it might only take a few hours to figure it out.

Cheng Sheng sighed regretfully.

Soon, he heard the neighbor outside the door slamming the door, and the other party's urging: "Hurry up, wife, let's go shopping first."

"I know, I know, don't rush, I'll take the bag."

"It really made the cripple next door hit the mark. If you really know, you should listen to him and prepare something at home."

"Do you think that person knew about this a long time ago? Look at the door of his house. What is it installed? An electric fence?"

"Whatever he is, no matter how serious he is, if it really looks like the living dead in foreign movies, can he run away with a limp?"

"That's right, you also saw the news just now, don't you look like a living dead?"

"Don't talk, you come out quickly, go down to buy something first, then call your son, and we will drive out of the market."

"Out of the market? Where are you going?"

"Emperor Capital, the capital is always safe."

"Then listen to you."

Cheng Sheng heard the words of the couple at the door verbatim. He twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at his legs. He was crippled.

He opened the small window on the iron door.

The couple standing at the door heard the movement, turned their heads subconsciously, and met Cheng Sheng's indifferent gaze, with embarrassment on their faces.

"Dijing fell earlier than here, and going there is courting death." Cheng Sheng threw out a sentence, and pulled the small window up with a "swipe".

His reminder has already been given, and he is benevolent and righteous.

As for the neighbor's cripple, if he wants to take such words at ease, he should have been pissed off a long time ago, instead of becoming the youngest double Ph. D. in ancient biology and virology.

The couple looked at each other in blank dismay.

"...Then shall we still go to the Imperial Capital?" the woman asked.

The man gritted his teeth: "Go. He's not from the Imperial Capital. My brother works as a guard in a research institute over there. He said that place is one of the safest places in the country. Let's go and join him."

Cheng Sheng twitched the corners of his mouth behind the door, so I wish them a smooth arrival in Beijing.

……

That night, vigilant people had already left the urban area overnight and flocked to the highways leading in all directions.

There are more people pouring into supermarkets and shopping malls.Drinking water, food...all were sold out, and someone even robbed them with a baseball bat in the parking lot.

As Duan Yi said, panic can make social order fragile.

Cheng Sheng pushed the wheelchair and walked towards the full-length French windows. Looking out, the lights were dim, and the cars and people downstairs looked like little ants—but he clearly saw that a person swung a stick and smashed a Glass windows of a grocery store.

Cheng Sheng noticed for the first time that he could see so far and so clearly.

He frowned slightly, turned and entered the bathroom, and looked carefully at the mirror in the bathroom.

Under normal indoor light, his pupils were light black, but looking at them now, they were still normal light black, but there seemed to be a little red in the pupils.

Cheng Sheng rubbed his eye sockets, remembering that the fever and dizziness from the night before almost all surrounded this area.

Here, the orbitofrontal cortex of the human brain.In all theories about brain evolution, brain tissue systems such as the thalamus and amygdala are inseparable, and the orbitofrontal cortex...is to receive these direct nerve afferents.

Cheng Sheng couldn't judge what the fever and swelling that night were, but for now, it seemed to be a good thing.

His organs became sharper, as if some kind of "evolution" had occurred in order to adapt to the new environment and survive.

He opened his notebook and wrote in it:

[September 9, one day before the predicted outbreak.

Plants have evolved self-protecting metal saber teeth, but it's not clear if the same virus is causing it.

Also evolved, and me. 】

After he finished writing, he closed the notebook and put it under the pillow.

……

The next day, Cheng Sheng hadn't opened his eyes yet, but he had been awake for a long time, but he couldn't move.

In his mind, there was a massive stream of data, as if tampering with him into a supercomputer.

Cheng Sheng didn't struggle and panic, and even waited curiously and expectantly for this to end.

Finally, in the chaos, he saw a number: 365

Then the number turned into a row of countdowns: 7:59:59

The power that imprisoned him and made him sink into chaos disappeared, and Cheng Sheng opened his eyes suddenly.

Cheng Sheng guessed that this time might be a countdown to the outbreak based on all the data in his mind about the virus outbreak.Brain evolution makes everything simpler and clearer.

He wasn't sure if his guesses about brain evolution were correct, but that didn't matter.

There are less than eight hours left.he thought.

Then the alarm clock rang.

It was only then that Cheng Sheng remembered that he still had a morning class today.

He thought of that countdown again, perhaps it was the time destined for him to remind those students.

Cheng Sheng changed into a set of clothes, a simple monochrome shirt, just-sized trousers, and a pair of well-fitting Oxford shoes that were just for decoration.

— just like he usually goes to college, no different.

The street was visibly deserted—perhaps because it was only before eight o'clock in the morning—and a police car was parked outside the grocery store that had been smashed open last night.

Cheng Sheng soon arrived at the school, and most of the boarding students didn't know that the outside world was quietly changing.

In the morning class at [-]:[-], he dropped a bomb in the classroom. The students who believed began to prepare to skip class and go home. The students who did not believe it took this as a crazy and absurd assumption of the professor.

Anyway, insisting on the hypothesis that humans will evolve and show dominant genes of ancient organisms is already crazy and absurd enough, which is in line with Professor Cheng's consistent style.

Cheng Sheng didn't ask everyone to believe him, there was no difference between dying clearly and indistinctly.

"Professor!...Then do you think that if the virus infects people into such monsters, according to the conservation theory of nature, will normal people also evolve for survival?" A student followed Cheng Sheng and ran out of the classroom.

Cheng Sheng stopped the wheelchair and looked at the female student wearing glasses: "Yes. The earth needs balance, and the emergence of viruses may be because people broke the balance first."

"So... can everyone evolve? What will they become?"

"In everyone's genes, there are cells that can evolve, as long as they are stimulated."

"What happens to those who are not inspired?"

Cheng Sheng looked at the young students, how lively and beautiful they were.

He lowered his eyes: "At that time, you will see the answer."

After he finished speaking, he turned the wheelchair and left.

Countdown: 4:29:59

It was noon when Cheng Sheng left the university campus, and some people and cars had already appeared on the road.

There was a long line at the gas station, all the way to the corner at the end of the street.

Most of them are people who want to leave the city and go to the first-tier capitals to find help.

Cheng Sheng glanced over these people, and a precise percentage quickly appeared in his mind - only 14% of these people could reach the Imperial Capital alive, and no one knew whether the situation in the Imperial Capital was suitable for survival.

Cheng Sheng let out a light breath, there was still a little time before the countdown was reset, and he planned to buy some food, preferably something with caffeine, which could keep his brain excited.

The supermarket was already overcrowded. Some people fought over a bag of rice. The security guards were overwhelmed. More people fished in troubled waters, packed their things in trolleys and ran out.

What Cheng Sheng wants to buy is not the first choice of these people now. There are not many people who compete with him for goods, but there are still some.

When a hand snatched a bag of chocolates from Cheng Sheng's hand again, Cheng Sheng looked up at the man with a cold face.

The man had several moles on his face, which were very distinctive. Facing Shang Chengsheng's cold gaze, he laughed instead, grinning his yellow teeth: "What do you want to eat, you cripple? If those monsters Running here, can a waste like you run away? It’s a waste to give you these things.”

Cheng Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth, didn't talk nonsense to that person, and just turned the wheelchair and left.

It's just that when the wheel passed by the row of shelves, he pressed a button on the armrest without any trace, and the rotating wheel on the right quickly extended a steel pipe bracket, which was just the right length, poked a corner of the shelf, and rushed towards the man Lean on your body.

The man let out a cry of surprise, and quickly stretched out his hand to support him, and the chocolate and snack jars on the shelf crackled and smashed him all over.

The man hurriedly pushed the shelf back.

Those things wouldn't kill him if they hit him, but they were extremely painful, especially when those sharp corners hit his side, it hurt terribly.

Mo Zinan looked around for the culprit in disgrace, but Cheng Sheng had already retracted the bracket, walked away leisurely, and even picked up a lot of chocolate bars that fell directly at his feet.

True, his legs would be a drag, but even by himself he would outlive most.

Cheng Sheng, a good citizen, lined up at the cash register in the supermarket and took a bunch of energy bars and chocolates.

"Finally found you...Did you do it just now?!" A man's sinister voice suddenly sounded behind Cheng Sheng, and he instinctively slid back half a meter, just to avoid the other party's kick feet.

Mo Zinan originally planned to leave with his stuff, but he saw Cheng Sheng and his wheelchair at the door.

He was furious, and the good shelf would not fall down, it must be the cripple's bad move!

He kicked nothing, and became even more angry: "You really know how to hide! How many times do you think you can hide?"

With a sullen face, Cheng Sheng moved his fingers to the inner button of the right armrest, where there were dozens of electrified metal spikes, one of which was enough to make an adult fall to the ground numb.

Cheng Sheng won't let himself embarrass himself face to face, as long as that skinny man takes a step closer...

Mo Zinan walked towards Cheng Sheng, just as he raised his hand, just as Cheng Sheng was about to press the firing button, he saw the man's throat was locked by an arm stretched out from behind.

The man's face quickly turned red from suffocation, and he quickly slapped the iron arm locked at his throat with both hands, and even kicked his feet in a panic. For the first time, he felt that suffocation was so close to him.

"Let go, let go..." Mo Zinan begged for mercy with difficulty.

Cheng Sheng looked behind the man. The man in the camouflage short-sleeved military uniform was a head taller than the man with a swollen arm. The muscles and veins on his arms were protruding. It's not an exaggeration, but no one would think that he lacked the suffocating power. .

Cheng Sheng relaxed his muscles, it was Duan Yi.

Duan Yi was also carrying a half-person-high gun and a forearm-long saber hanging from his waist.

He was covered in dust and blood, and his momentum was astonishing.

The people around subconsciously stepped aside one meter away, seeing such an unusual soldier for the first time.

Duan Yi looked at the man under him with a cold face, and within a few seconds, the man rolled his eyes and was about to salivate.He frowned and let go of his arms, throwing the limp man aside.

He walked up to Cheng Sheng's side, squatted down, stretched out his hand and pulled Cheng Sheng's cool fingertips that had been resting on the button, with a slightly warm look in his eyes: "I found you."