Flowers Blooming in the Wasteland

Celeste had a dream.

In the dream, he has been chasing the figure of a person, as if he is trying to save something, but it is as futile as if he is trying to save a handful of water that is destined to flow from his hands.

He couldn't see that person's appearance, but he knew clearly that it was his lover.

But in the end, that person still left him, and even though he tried his best to chase after him, he could only watch the person get farther and farther away from him, and finally disappeared from his sight.

He finally realized that he had lost his lover forever and there was nothing more he could do.

Thurlist stopped the chase and fell into great sorrow.

Then he heard a voice say: "Master, I found you dreaming."

The voice sounded as hoarse as an antique radio from the twentieth century, as it got no response from Thurliste, who continued to babble on and on: "Although I don't know if I should bother in this situation." Your sweet dream - well, this dream doesn't look very beautiful, but anyway, if you don't wake up, things will be in trouble, are you sure you don't want to wake up? You have exceeded the expected time to wake up 36 seconds to come."

Under the constant chatter of this voice, Celeste had to wake up with a splitting headache. He found himself trapped in a rollover car. The door of the car was open to the sky, and the driver who was supposed to be sitting in the driver's seat no longer knew where he was.

And the voice followed him from the dream to reality, and continued to say to him: "It's great that you woke up in time, although it was 49 seconds later than expected. Now the surrounding nuclear radiation has reached a lethal concentration. If you keep procrastinating, your body will inevitably suffer some damage, although I can repair this level of damage, but you have to be considerate..."

"...Who are you?" Celeste interrupted unbearably, resting his forehead in a daze.

After asking this sentence, he was surprised to realize that it was not "who" that made the sound, but the audio equipment on this car.

Moreover, this old audio equipment, which is obviously as old as the car and was produced at least 20 years ago, actually answered his question: "I guess you don't remember me, but it's okay, I've always been more understanding, so don't worry about it." Will be angry. I'm Marth, your artificial intelligence system, talking to you through this car's stereo."

"'My' artificial intelligence system?" Celeste looked at the control panel of the audio equipment in astonishment. There were only a few buttons and an LCD screen that would no longer light up on the panel, but he didn't know anything except Outside of this panel, where should he look.

"No... wait a minute, who is 'I'?"

This question suddenly popped up in his mind for no reason, and he froze in place.

Fortunately, he did not lose his memory, and quickly recalled his identity.

His name is Celeste, he is 15 years old, and he has been living with his mother Avril, who is a scientific researcher, in the biology laboratory of the Republic of Merced since he was a child. His father, Fu Yuanshan, is an Asian from the other side of the ocean. The mercenary is now the head of the well-known Hurricane Mercenary Group. Usually, his father does not live with their mother and son, but only occasionally visits him and brings him some money and gifts.

It is now 2031, No. 19 years after the outbreak of the zombie virus, and No. 15 years after the all-out nuclear war. The entire North American continent has become a scorched earth full of nuclear pollution and famine. Celeste has heard people talking about city walls since he was a child. The war ruins called "Wasteland" outside are terrible and dangerous, but his life inside the city walls has always been quite peaceful.

Until that day, countless zombies rushed towards the Republic of Merced from all directions as if they were attracted by something. This sudden attack caught the defenders off guard. After all, the zombie virus has not exploded like this for many years. After a while, the self-defense forces of the Republic of Merced began to retreat after resisting for a while. In the chaos, no one cared about these scientific researchers who were usually protected like babies. Avril was bitten by a zombie. Before the self-defense forces withdrew, Abandoned her and her worthless son where they were.

Before turning into a zombie, Avril sent a message to Fu Yuanshan through a private radio station, and she locked Celeste in the warehouse of the laboratory, telling him to wait here. His father will definitely come to rescue him.

Then there is darkness, fear, and a seemingly endless wait.

He was only in a daze for a few seconds, and the voice in the car audio began to urge again: "Master, although I also think that you should give you a little time to adapt to the environment, but now is really not a good time to stop and think. You'd better try to get out of trouble immediately, and take out the radiation protection suit from the trunk of the vehicle and put it on. Ah, it seems that someone is coming, I will temporarily stop contacting you, please take good care of yourself."

After saying this sentence, the stereo made a short "Ziz" noise, and then there was no more movement.

Celeste's brain was still in a mess, it felt like he hadn't slept for several days and nights, he was so chaotic that he could hardly think, but it was obviously not an option to stay in a daze like this.

He reached out to untie the seat belt, but failed to untie it several times. The seat belt seemed to have malfunctioned when the car rolled over earlier, and it was firmly stuck.

When he started to think of other ways, a hand came in from the open car door, grabbed his arm and pulled it out.

Celeste, who was strangled by the seat belt, let out a short cry of pain. He turned his head and looked with difficulty. A person wearing a yellow airtight protective suit and a protective mask appeared outside the car door. He didn't pull Surrey Ster, withdrew his hand, and when he reached in again, he already had an extra dagger in his hand.

Sen Leng's dagger almost cut the seat belt against Celeste's neck, and he carried Celeste out like a chicken.

The car turned over in a dry ditch beside the road. When the man dragged Celeste up the steep slope, Celeste looked back at the panel of the car audio, which was covered with tiny The scratched panel was silent as if what had just happened was just his hallucination.

Reason told him that if he didn't want to be regarded as a psychopath, he'd better believe that the voice he heard just now was just a hallucination.

On the road above the ramp, two other men in full-body hazmat suits waited.

Celeste recognized these people, even though they hadn't dressed like this the last time they met.

The person who dragged him out was Fu Yunlan, the adopted son of his father Fu Yuanshan, and the captain of the first team of the Hurricane Mercenary Corps. They were all mercenaries of the Hurricane Mercenary Corps, that is to say, they were all under his father's command.

After Celeste waited for an unknown amount of time in the warehouse that was completely plunged into darkness due to a power outage, these few people fought his way out of the zombie crowd and rescued him.

At that time, there were basically no living people in the city. Countless zombies chased the few living creatures, and then were swept down by their machine guns and assault shells, but the zombies did not have fear and reason It can be said that they continued to rush towards him in an endless stream, so Fu Yunlan asked Jimmy to take Celeste to the car and wait. He, Crow and Punk stayed behind to resist the zombies' pursuit.

This move requires a lot of courage, because zombies are not the only danger they have to face.

Before withdrawing, Merced's Self-Defense Forces set a timed self-explosion for the nuclear weapons stockpiles they couldn't take away, in order to clear the raging zombies all over the city.

Celeste still remembered that not long after the car drove out, a white light flashed in front of his eyes-the nuclear bomb exploded.