Doomsday Rebirth

The housekeeper looked at Yu Mao carefully, and suddenly smiled gratifiedly: "That's good."

This is the first time Yu Mao walked towards Zhong Yao's room.

He stood in front of the study door, pushed open the study door, and sighed softly: "Wow!"

Before pushing the door, Yu Mao imagined what Zhong Yao's study would look like, it must be extremely clean, and there were several neat bookshelves.

Cleanliness is absolutely the same, but the whole floor-to-ceiling windows let in all the sunlight, sprinkled on the white carpet, the simple and elegant wooden desk, and the rows of bookshelves on the other side, but It clearly looks like a small library.

A clean and tidy place that is almost holy...

There were labels on the bookshelf, Yu Mao rubbed his nose subconsciously, then stepped in and looked at the labels.This is a handwritten label, packed in a transparent plastic case, and then hung on the side of the bookshelf. It should be the classification of the label. This room seems to be connected by many rooms. There is a sofa and a desk, like an office, the other side is full of bookshelves, these bookshelves are neatly arranged, extending from here to tens of meters, how many books are there...

It might be wrong to say that it looks like a small library, but this is clearly a small library.

Yu Mao has a natural awe of books, probably because he is really uneducated. He once wanted to be a knowledgeable person, but he failed.

Yu Mao taught himself some school books dug out of trash cans, and also went to some waste places to buy some cheap books.But later, in order to survive, I never read many books.

He slightly bent down to look at the words on the label, which were beautifully written, most of which were written by Zhong Yao, and it is even possible that these books were collected and placed slowly by himself.

These words appear to be very powerful, and each start and turn is very sharp, but it does not appear to be rigid, and there is a kind of carelessness.

It is said that the handwriting is like that of a person, and Yu Mao can be 100% sure that it is Zhong Yao's handwriting.

Yu Mao thinks about his own handwriting, and thinks that this "words are like a person" is still uncountable, and he himself is not as frustrated as other words.

Fortunately, Yu Mao knew the words on the label, but he didn't know some uncommon nouns and some professional terms, so he had to choose what he knew.

Yu Mao found a bookshelf and marked it with novels.

He looked at the name of the novel, a bunch of ghost symbols, does English look like this?

He has seen English before, and what else is there? Hey, um, he can recognize them all, and he can roughly remember the 26 English letters.

Yu Mao didn't know the titles of the books, but there were a few books in Chinese, but he couldn't even understand the titles. These books were all in hardcover and original language.

Yu Mao left the study, and before he left, he looked at the place again, and suddenly felt humbled and ashamed because of his ignorance and superficiality.

He used to feel extremely happy because he owned a textbook that was abandoned. At that time, he felt that those small possessions were unmatched wealth.He also once felt that he was invincible in the world because he understood a text or a math problem by himself. At that time, he felt that those small gains could make him look down on many people.

Later, when he grew up, he also knew that the little ink in his stomach was only better than someone who had not gone to school.But he has never felt that he is so, so unworthy of stepping into this place at this moment.

He remembered that he read a sentence saying that heaven is like a library, and now he thinks it is true, Zhong Yao has a heaven.

Yu Mao closed the door, the butler stood in front of the door and smiled at him, Yu Mao also smiled back.

Zhong Yao only waited for a while, and Yu Mao came back. Yu Mao put the books on the bedside table: "Hey, I didn't understand, so I took two books at random, and they are in a place classified as novels."

Zhong Yao nodded, turned his head, did not pick up the book, and turned two pages like that on the bedside table: "Thank you."

"Which country's font is this?"

"French."

Yu Mao sat down and nodded, then stood up again: "Then read the book, I'll go back."

Zhong Yao closed the book and looked at Yu Mao: "Sit down."

Yu Mao didn't sit down, but stood straight, a little impatiently: "What else?"

Zhong Yao paused: "The floor is a bit dirty..."

Yu Mao frowned: "It's pretty clean!"

Zhong Yao's tone was indifferent, and he began to look superior again: "I said dirty."

Yu Mao looked like 'I said why are you so sensible recently, so you are waiting here to torment me': "You love cleaning so much, then clean it yourself!"

Then turned and walked away...

turned around and left...

left...

gone……

Up...

Someone Zhong who has no deterrent power: "..."

Yu Mao realized that his temper seemed to be a bit aggressive, but bastard Zhong wanted to find something to order him around. Although he was just living and eating, he was at least a representative of his collaborators. I should have insisted on living in the laboratory at the beginning Yes, it's not too late, is it?

Yu Mao walked not far, then sneaked back, carefully peeking at the window to see Zhong Yao inside.

Zhong Yao didn't seem to be very angry, he just held a book and read it, and then he felt a little heavy, so he put it on his lap.

Zhong Yao turned a few pages, suddenly raised a hand to cover his ears, said a few words, and then nodded.

Then Zhong Yao turned another page of the book, and after waiting for about 2 minutes, Zhong Yao covered his ears and talked for a while, Yu Mao looked at him inexplicably and finished speaking.

Zhong Yao suddenly turned his head to look at the window on the door, Yu Mao hurriedly hid, and then found that his legs were a little numb, so he sat down by the door.

After all, Zhong Yao is an alienated power user, unless he puts all his attention on other places, if he wants to hear some movement outside, it is really not too difficult. He is not tired of his legs after staring at the window for a long time outside?

Yu Mao rubbed his legs, and planned to return to the villa later, he saw that Zhong Yao's body was in great shape, so there was nothing to worry about at all.

'Click——'

Yu Mao raised his head stiffly, Zhong Yao looked down at Yu Mao in doubt: "Why are you sitting on the ground?"

Yu Mao patted his butt and stood up, touched his nose: "It's a little hot, you know it's cool on the ground."

Zhong Yao let out an 'oh' indifferently, as if he didn't think much about it, and said lightly, "If it's hot, it's cooler outside."

Yu Mao shook his head: "No, no, I think the temperature is right now."

The climate in the last days is abnormal, and the temperature continued to drop a while ago. The temperature at night was below zero, but now it is below zero during the day, but there is no sign of snow outside, and many normal plants have died. The scarcity of the plants in the past has no way to grow, and now all the green plants, except for the frost-resistant ones, are all mutated.

Yu Mao had had enough of the cold a while ago, but he didn't want to endure that numb feeling of cold anymore.

The shortage of food is even worse. Yu Mao thinks about the days when he was fed and clothed recently, he is a little cautious, and he remembers that he is the representative of the collaborators, but this does not seem to be the reason for eating and drinking...

Yu Mao touched the tip of his nose, the white tip of his nose turned red, Yu Mao suddenly remembered, yes, he is shameless!

Yu Mao likes to take advantage, but whether it is Linqing, Xu He's advantage or Zhong Yao's, he feels at a loss as to what to do, probably because he has taken a bit too much...

Zhong Yao supported the door frame with one hand, watched Yu Mao rubbing his nose idlely, and said lazily, "Can you come in?"

All the arrogance of Yu Mao at that moment disappeared, he nodded, went in and sat on the chair: "What are you going to do?"

Zhong Yao's face turned even paler: "I thought there were mice outside the door."

Yu Mao chuckled: "This place is so clean, how could there be mice?"

Zhong Yao walked over, Yu Mao subconsciously wanted to support Zhong Yao, but Zhong Yao dodged, polite and alienated as usual: "Thank you, no need."

Yu Mao was a little at a loss: "Didn't that mean the floor is dirty, I'll clean it right now."

Zhong Yao threw away the glove on the hand he was holding over the door frame, and threw it into the trash can. Yu Mao got closer now, and found that that hand was really beautiful, with well-defined knuckles, long and slender fingers, without any blemish, almost clean Carved like jade.

Zhong Yao put gloves on, and said indifferently: "No need, wait for the housekeeper to clean up. The visitor is a guest, so we should really treat each other with courtesy."

Yu Mao raised his eyes to look at Zhong Yao, this ancestor must be angry!At first Zhong Yao saw him with a look of disdain and aloofness, when Zhong Yao was running, he also had the same kind of virtue.Yu Maona just kept his head down all day long, coaxing when he was angry, coaxing when he was not angry, willingly treating that wolf as the emperor.

This is the first time he is impatient with Benben, the kind of impatience with resistance. When Zhong Yao didn't know that he was Benben, although he hated him very much, he didn't resist him every time he was superior, because Zhong Yao looked down on all living beings as he should.

But what happened to him this time?

Yu Mao didn't know what was wrong with him, so he lost his temper uncontrollably.

Maybe he still hates Benben to leave him subconsciously, but knowing that he doesn't have the capital to keep him for himself, he still hates that Benben doesn't tell him the truth, but knowing the truth, he can't change anything.

He hated the distance, but found that there was an insurmountable gap between himself and Zhong Yao.

In the final analysis, he still hates this useless self, greedy for life and afraid of death, making jokes...

Yu Mao was so choked that he didn't know what to say.

But Zhong Yao started to read a book, Yu Mao sat quietly for a long time: "I'd better live in the laboratory, I will inevitably cause you trouble in the villa."

Zhong Yao paused holding the page of the book, and looked at Yu Mao with a smile: "Are you sure?"

Yu Mao also laughed, still a bit pissed: "Ah, yes, I can't stand being restrained. In the end, you will feel uncomfortable and so will I. It's better to live in a rough place."

Zhong Yao's smile remained unchanged, and he nodded: "You can do whatever you want, I will ask the butler to help, please go back."

"Ah, let me accompany you again, it's a bit boring to be alone, isn't it?"

"I'm not bored."

"Ah, but I'm bored by myself." Yu Mao replied.

Zhong Yao closed the book and slightly raised his lips. Because the dark red eyes were too dark, sometimes they looked black, but when viewed from a certain angle with light, he would see a red streamer, the kind that was hidden carelessly. The sharpness and bloody look will make people feel creepy.

Zhong Yao smiled and said softly, "What does it have to do with me?"

Yu Mao was stunned, pursed his lips, didn't know what else to say, and seemed to have no reason to stay any longer.He stood up, opened the door and left quickly.

Zhong Yao looked at Yu Mao's leaving back, the smile on his lips turned into a sneer, and he swept the book in his hand to the ground.

Why, didn't Lao Tzu be regarded as an ancestor at that time, didn't he have a milk or a mother?

Isn't it enough to eat and drink now? If you want to leave, then get out and never come back!

This is exactly what he wants...

Exactly with his - mind! ! !

Zhong Yao also swept the other book to the ground heavily, and coughed a few times while clutching his chest.

Yu Mao quickly walked a few steps and stopped, kicking the wall a few times, damn it, I don't understand what's going on!

Yu Mao packed up his things, and dragged the box directly to the laboratory. The housekeeper was a little puzzled and anxious: "Mr. Yu, are you leaving? Is it uncomfortable to live here?"

"I discussed it with your young master. I didn't make it up on my own. I should have lived in the laboratory." Yu Mao couldn't see anything on his face, and even patted the butler's shoulder with a smile: "When you get old, you will have something. I'm busy, it's best for you to take care of your young master yourself."

The housekeeper waved his hand: "No, didn't you agree to run errands for me?"

Yu Mao rubbed the tip of his nose: "Your young master, don't be mad at me, I have a bad temper, let's forget it."

After Yu Mao finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

At the same time, the team that has been gaining momentum recently has confirmed the death of its captain Xu He. Xu He fought with the fourth-order zombies, and finally forced the fourth-order zombies to blew themselves up, and died together with the fourth-order zombies.

This news made many people sigh. Xu He should be the highest-level supernatural being known so far. He became famous when he exterminated the mutant rats, and his team gradually became famous. People don't know how strong he is.But I heard that he did withstand the spiritual attack of the fourth-order zombies by himself, and he did not lose the battle against it. He must be a fourth-order superhuman, what a pity...

The other team members were also seriously injured, but they can recover well. The base sent a commendation pennant to Linqing, and finally publicized Xu He's heroic deeds within the base.

Linqing threw the pennant into the trash can, and went to find Xu He with the things Mu Duo had made. The recovery ability of supernatural beings is faster than that of ordinary people, and they can fully recover in a month.

He just needs to wait quietly.

Wei Yuan lay down on the edge of the bed to sleep, and stretched after he was full, oh, he was in the shape of a cat, he walked from the end of the bed to the head of the bed, stretched out his front paws, and patted Chu Bing's face.

The soft and warm pads on the face felt very comfortable, Chu Bing held the paw, lifted his thin chin a little, and opened his eyes: "Xiao Hei?"

Wei Yuan pulled his paw back at once, and gave Chu Bing another paw in disgust, who is Xiao Hei!

Chu Bing slowly straightened up: "How long have I been asleep?"

Chu Bing slept the longest, but Xu He was the first to wake up. Han Zhi and Zhang Qi woke up before him.

Wei Yuan raised his cat's eyes, raised his paws and patted Chu Bing's stomach, then his arms and thighs, and then looked at him.

Chu Bing understood: "Oh, it doesn't hurt."

Wei Yuan flicked his tail and meowed a few times.

Chu Bing gently pursed her lower lip: "You're welcome, I'm going to get hurt anyway, so it's better to protect one."

Wei Yuan jumped out of the bed and went out. After a while, Wei Yuan hugged Lin Qing's calf. Lin Qing dragged Wei Yuan in all the way, looked at Chu Bing, and nodded lightly: "Wake up, do you feel okay?"

"pretty good."

"Have some food, other people woke up earlier than you, Wei Yuan has been watching over you, he is very worried about you."

Wei Yuan was rubbing against Lin Qing's leg, and meowed a little dissatisfied with Lin Qing's words.

Lin Qing hugged Wei Yuan: "Are you really treating yourself like a cat? You can still maintain a cat shape when you have nothing to do..."

Wei Yuan grunted a few times. When he was in cat shape, he was small and easy to sleep in. Moreover, he was very light, so he didn't change back.

Linqing treated Wei Yuan as his younger brother, stroked its head, and put it on the bed. Chu Bing looked at the black cat, and gently stroked its head. Touched by someone other than Qing, he seemed very friendly and well-behaved at the moment, probably because he was grateful to Chu Bing, and then began to sharpen his claws on the bed sheet.

The unsmiling Chu Bing smiled lightly.

"Wei Yuan, take care of Chu Bing, stop playing." Hearing what Lin Qing said, Wei Yuan sat on the breach he had caught and nodded solemnly.

Still a child, Linqing reminded him: "I'll put down your meal for you too, don't just focus on sleeping."

Wei Yuan nodded as before, and Lin Qing left.

Wei Yuan jumped off the ground, elongated, and slowly changed back to human form, picked up his own bowl, snorted a few times to finish eating, then brought up the cold bowl, and wanted to feed him, Chu Bing indicated that he could do without himself.

Wei Yuan didn't force it, propped his chin and began to doze off again.

Chu Bing drank the porridge quietly.

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Fu Lu came to see Xu He, and Lin Qing was not there at the time, so Xu He chatted with Fu Lu for a while, asked him something, and encouraged him.

Fu Lu seemed very happy, and wanted to ask Lin Qing, but Xu He didn't hide it, and told the truth.

Fu Lu saw that when Xu He talked about Linqing, his whole person was different. The cold breath and the feeling of melting ice and snow made people couldn't help but want to be jealous of that guy named Linqing.

Fu Lu had no choice but to change the subject and talk about the progress of the ability awakening: "The possibility of success is a little higher, but we have been short of experimental subjects. I think we should look for experimental subjects, otherwise there are still too many uncertainties."

"Wait a little longer, when the confidence of this project is greater, someone will take the risk voluntarily. Can supernatural beings be used as experimental subjects?"

"Yes, although there are differences with ordinary people, they can be overcome through some methods. However, even if the mastery is greater, those who can accept the awakening of stimulating abilities must have a firm mind and a strong physique, otherwise the mortality rate will still be as high as 90.00 %[-]. Moreover, the awakening ability is random, and it is not sure whether this awakening ability will have hidden dangers. Although it seems that there is no such thing at present, we have not tested it on humans after all."

"Yes." Xu He responded lightly: "After a while, we will have experimental subjects."

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Linqing heard that the Patriarch of the Zhong family didn't like to talk to strangers unless necessary, so he gave up on visiting him, and the trustee went to say a few words.

Going back and chatting with Xu He about this matter, Xu He said: "Zhong Yao told me that we don't need to repay this kindness. One is that he won't suffer if he saved me; the other is that we have saved Yu Mao's life. Repay Yu Mao's kindness by helping Yu Mao."

Lin Qing blinked: "Why did he pay Yu Mao back? They knew each other before?"

Linqing remembered that Yu Mao said not to tell Zhong Yao, he knew Zhong Yao's alienated form, it seems that the two of them had some relationship before.

Lin Qing thought about it, and felt that it was better not to meddle in it, as it would be a disservice.

Xu He rubbed Lin Qing's head: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, they may have known each other before, Yu Mao was really grateful to us for this, it was just a matter of little effort at that time."

Linqing smiled: "The news that you and the fourth-order zombies died together has spread, and today the base sent me a pennant, um, on it it said 'Sacrifice yourself to save others, and die a worthy death', 'Heart to the common people, merit is immeasurable' .”

Linqing took Xu He's hand: "I threw it into the trash can."

"Well, it's time to throw it away."

Lin Qing nodded: "'Death deserved' is really nonsense."

To die well is to die right, does this mean that Xu He should die to save that group of people?

People should be saved, but it's nonsense that they should die for them, Lin Qing couldn't help but think about it, and when he saw the pennant, he immediately threw it into the trash can.

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Half a month was almost over, and Yu Mao started to look for Niuniu's parents again, and he got the news that they had died in the low-class residential area.

Yu Mao, who can be regarded as well-dressed, stepped into the inferior residential area full of rot and smell, glanced at those skinny people with bleak and dead eyes, and tightened his fists, if he hadn't met Lin Qing , Xu He didn't meet Benben later, it wasn't because he died on the way here, that's how it ended.

Yu Mao made some inquiries and got the news that they were indeed dead. He took out Niu Niu's ashes and the family photo, and sighed.

It was so sad at the time, and now I don’t feel like I can’t breathe.

Time is the panacea for everything to fade away, Yu Mao touched Niu Niu's face in the photo, quickly left the low-class residential area, turned into the alley, and threw away a few people who were staring at him.

I found a small corner, turned on the lighter, hesitated for a while, and lit the photo with shaking hands, saying softly: "Rest in peace, Niuniu, go and reunite with your family, thank you..."

Yu Mao wants to scatter the ashes into the wind. He is not a person who likes to miss. Once he loses it, he will try not to remember it again. Lost is lost. He puts the ashes in the depths of his memory, along with the beauty and pain, so that time can dusty.

When that woman died, he burned some things related to her without any hesitation, but now he feels a little bit reluctant to part with this small urn.That child stood in front of him without hesitation, lying in his arms so cutely, looking at him full of dependence, and firmly said that he would protect him...

Yu Mao held the urn and rubbed it lightly. He didn't know how many times in life there were times when people were weak, but if you let go of good memories because of pain, it seems too cowardly and too sad, it's better to follow your heart .

It is precisely because the pain is too deep, those touching heartstrings are so hard to let go.

Yu Mao stood up, patted the dust off his body, put the urn into his pocket again, and walked back slowly.

The author has something to say: help catch bugs, make up for yesterday's yesterday, I went out to play at night, and I chatted with people again, cough cough