Rebirth of the city of the apocalypse

'Damn, you are really famous! '

'My cards are big! '

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'I'm short of an archery coach on my farm, are you interested? '

'You want me to be your coach? '

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'Actually, the last time we met, I thought you were a talent, and you were a talent among talents, so I tried my best to lure you into the group! '

'Oh, I can't tell, you are still a fortune teller, you can read faces! '

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'You will fall in love with someone and live happily ever after! '

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"Dongdong~" Li Xiaoyong opened his mouth and yelled silently, waking up from his dream covered in sweat. Every day after he fell asleep, Wang Dongdong's voice and appearance would appear in his dream: what makes you fall in love with someone, what makes you happy from now on Happy, you lie, I'm not good, very bad, why did you lie to me, I'm not happy, I'm not happy, I miss you... miss you so much...

It has been five days in a row, the farm has been covered with dark clouds, and it seems a bit lifeless, and there are few people who speak in a low voice. Li Xiaoyong still refuses to eat and drink, half dead, as if he is determined to go with others.

Even Zhou Tao, who was usually at odds with Li Xiaoyong, was sitting on the chair next to the bed at this moment, seeing the person waking up and crying silently, picked up a water glass and handed it to him, and ignored him as if he hadn't seen him Then he said in a low voice: "A man came from the Chinese Academy of Sciences in Guangzhou and brought back a piece of news. Do you want to listen or not?"

Li Xiaoyong looked at Zhou Tao with empty eyes. His lips were already dry and cracked, and he had lost a lot of weight. At this moment, he wanted to speak, but found that his throat was sore and he couldn't make any sound at all. Zhou Tao took the opportunity to feed water to the other party. Seeing that people are finally willing to swallow the source of life, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Tao was very resentful. He always felt that Li Xiaoyong led Wang Dongdong badly, and led people to run around in the last days. Sooner or later, something would happen. He didn't want them to go out all the time, but he was powerless to stop them.

But now that something really happened, apart from being heartbroken and angry, I also feel sorry for the pity of this person.

Li Xiaoyong drank a couple of sips of water, felt that his throat was getting better, and asked hurriedly, "Is it news from Dongdong?"

Zhou Tao nodded, couldn't bear to meet the man's expectant eyes, and whispered back: "You have something to eat first, the man just arrived at the farm, I'll call someone over later!"

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Opening his eyes again, his vision was blurred, the light tube in front of him was flickering on and off, far and near, Wang Dongdong shook his head, trying to wake up his brain, the low roars of zombies could be heard in his ears, sometimes clearly, From time to time, I could still hear heavy footsteps. I concentrated on staring at the light for a while, and finally my vision was clear. I looked at the perpetual calendar on the wall: August [-]nd?I didn't die? !Still in the lab!Did Dr. Huang really make virus serum? !

Immediately afterwards, all the functions of the body seemed to be recovering, as if they had been disassembled and reassembled, and there was no pain in any place. He tried to move his limbs, but his hands and feet were still bound. When Wang Dongdong moved, the icy operating table under him It also shakes and makes a creaking sound...

Hearing low growls from no less than ten zombies at the same time, he immediately looked around nervously, and saw a zombie walking in one after the other at the door of the laboratory. come over.

Wang Dongdong was tied to the operating table, unable to move, did not dare to make any noise, and seemed to have stopped breathing.

They walked towards the noisy operating table step by step, and several zombies approached Wang Dongdong's face and sniffed and sniffed.

Wang Dongdong's eyes widened in horror, his body trembled unconsciously, watching the heads of several zombies approaching continuously, he struggled to get his head away, trying to avoid them: What the hell, he couldn't escape the fate of being eaten alive.

With a loud bang, the belt buckled on Wang Dongdong's left hand snapped, and the zombie just let out a low growl when it heard the sound, and wandered slowly in the laboratory without getting closer.

Wang Dongdong wondered why these zombies didn't attack him, and carefully untied the belts binding his limbs. In just a short while, the laboratory was full of zombies who heard the sound.

In this case, the opportunity was rare, and he slowly got off the operating table, unable to stand still at all, so he could only lie on the ground and slowly climb out of the inner laboratory.

In the outer laboratory, there were still many wandering zombies, blood stains all over the floor, and a head that had been gnawed with only half an eyeball left, and its appearance was completely unrecognizable.

There were only two people in this laboratory, and it was not difficult to guess who the other person who was cramp and skinned was.

Unable to bear to look any longer, he slowly climbed to the corridor, and all the rows of ultraviolet lamps had been extinguished: I don't know what happened to these zombies, but they let me go.

The opportunity was not lost, and he slowly stood up while leaning against the wall, and walked a few strenuous steps. It seemed to be getting smoother and faster, and the bite wounds on his body disappeared, and the original clothes disappeared. There is only one draped surgical gown all over his body, and he doesn't care about the emptiness inside, he just wants to get out of here as soon as possible.

Stumbling out of the building of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, I found that all the zombies ignored me, either standing still or not squinting, which was very weird and bizarre.

Walking out of the building of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, there is no wall to help balance, and the body is not well controlled. When walking, it is swaying from side to side. It should be the hottest time in Guangdong in August. At this moment, the sky is full of dark clouds and the wind is constantly blowing. Garbage and dust smog fluttered with the strong wind on the streets, desolate and inhabited.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, two cars sped by, Wang Dongdong hurriedly waved, but before he could call for help, a car behind stopped and three people got out.

Brother Tian, ​​Wu Jianjun, and Guan Zekai got out of the car. Wang Dongdong originally wanted to ask for help, but when he saw that it was the three of them, he didn't speak.

Unexpectedly, Wu Jianjun sneered, took out his pistol and fired at Wang Dongdong without saying a word.

Wu Jianjun wanted to take another shot at the head, but Tian Ge stopped him and said, "What are you wasting bullets for? Don't attract other zombies!"

Wu Jianjun squinted at Wang Dongdong and said with a sneer, "Hmph, you also have today..."

Before he finished speaking, he stared blankly at the person...

The car door was open, and the speaker in the car was still playing the radio in a loop. It was Li Xiaoyong's voice: "This is the temporary refuge camp in Kaiyuan County. We broadcast on all AM channels. We have developed a virus detection method. Food is provided here." , Provide asylum to protect the safety of survivors, please find Kaiyuan County in Guangdong, Xianyang Airport in Shaanxi, and Jixun County in Zhejiang on the map. You can go to the nearest place when you hear this broadcast. Good luck!This message will be played on a loop! '

Wang Dongdong stood unsteadily at the gate of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, his surgical gown was printed with blood, his left chest was wet and sticky with his hands, and he could feel the bullet piercing his heart: Wu Jianjun, you bastard.

The last thought that popped up in my mind was to pray: Om Mani Padme Hum!

The "Six-Character Daming Mantra Sutra" says: Whoever recites the mantra of 'Om Mani Padme Hum' if he makes his mind, can avoid the damage of all diseases, and can get relief from it, purify all karma, and gain longevity.

Brother Tian watched in amazement as the body shot by the gun fell back and instantly turned black and gray. With the strong wind, the ashes were wiped out, leaving only a surgical gown on the ground.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by bursts of thunder. In an instant, heavy rain poured down, waking up the stunned three people. Guan Zekai blinked and asked, "Did you... see it? Or am I mistaken?"

Wu Jianjun came back to his senses, but he was not sure: "He... is he Wang Dongdong?"

Guan Zekai replied: "I... I look like it!"

Brother Tian had never met Wang Dongdong before, and felt that it was extremely foolish to accompany the two of them in the rain, and cursed as he walked back: "Damn, what the hell is going on in this world, there are all kinds of weird things! You two can't get in the car! ?”

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Since the soldier came to the farm after a hard journey, and had a talk with Li Xiaoyong, this man resumed his normal work, rest and diet, but he also changed a lot, becoming extremely indifferent, with a stern face every day.

Uncle Tong and Ma Dong are depressed every day, burning incense to worship the Bodhisattva every day, and praying for the children to suffer less crimes and suffer less hardships in another world.

Today, Dong Ma just finished offering the three-pillar incense, and saw that the blood-red Jade Guanyin turned black.

Dong Ma rubbed her eyes uncertainly, and shouted: "Old man, come and take a look, is it my eyes?"

Uncle Tong was surprised when he walked in. He picked up Jade Guanyin and looked at it carefully, and then rubbed it: Could it be that it is blackened by burning incense every day? !

At this time, the girl's cry of pain came from the corridor, and the second elder walked out of the room quickly. Zheng Jiajia was at a loss as she watched Wang Lan rolling all over the floor with her neck in her arms.

Zheng Jiajia saw Dong's mother and hurriedly said: "Auntie, I don't know what's wrong with her. She was fine just now. I'll go to Dr. Bai and watch her!"

When Zheng Jiajia led Li Xiaoyong and Bai Shaokang to arrive, Wang Lan had already fainted from the pain, and was moved to her bed by the two elders together.

Seeing that Wang Lan's hands were stained with black blood, Bai Shaokang asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

Dong's mother shook her head in confusion and said, "Show her quickly, a big piece is rotten on the back of her neck!"

Zheng Jiajia wondered: "How is it possible? It was fine just now!"

Bai Shaokang disinfected people, gently wiped off the black blood stains, and it turned out to be a scar with clear patterns where flesh and blood could be seen. Li Xiaoyong stared at the wound for a long time, then suddenly widened his eyes, and shouted: "Mom and Dad! Look at this pattern, it's the same as Dongdong's!"

The second elder also took a closer look, and it was indeed exactly the same as the inexplicably appearing scar on Wang Dongdong's chest. Uncle Tong remembered the blackened Jade Guanyin, showed it to Li Xiaoyong, and said, "Look at this piece of jade. When it was incensed today, it suddenly changed. into black!"

Li Xiaoyong touched this smooth, silky black jade, and his breathing began to become short: he seemed to be dazzled by sadness, as if he had forgotten a very important thing.

Li Xiaoyong eagerly shook the unconscious person on the bed, and when he saw that he was not awake, he slapped the little girl's face roughly. Although Bai Shaokang felt that it was inappropriate to treat the patient like this, he saw that this person was eager to get rid of him. Wake up, listening to what they said, it is actually related to Wang Dongdong, and I really want to know what happened.

Wang Lan was woken up by someone simply and rudely. She felt dizzy at first, and then felt a pain in the back of her neck, as if a piece of flesh had been cut off. She saw Li Xiaoyong's face dangling in front of her eyes in a daze, and preached weakly. : "Don't...don't shake, dizzy!"

Li Xiaoyong frowned deeply, and couldn't wait to ask: "Who the hell are you? How did you get the scar on the back of your neck? Is Dongdong still alive!?"