[Comprehensive fear] This shitty world

A large-scale plague broke out suddenly, and no one could stop it from spreading so fast. No one knew when the virus source of this plague started, only that it could not be stopped, irreversible, or cured.

A demon called human created it.Even if it was originally made to benefit mankind and cure cancer.

More and more people are infected, the originally bustling New York City has become a dead zone, the neon lights are no longer on, the busy streets are deserted, the asphalt roads are cracked with deep cracks, and the tenacious weeds are flourishing. grown.

The city originally occupied by humans has now become a paradise for animals. Without the greatest natural enemy of humans, all kinds of animals run and chase wantonly on the road. The bustling city has become a paradise for animals.

A red and white sports car appeared out of nowhere, and the driver sat a handsome black man. He turned his head to look at the 'person' sitting in the passenger seat, with indescribable melancholy and sadness on his face. sad.

"What did you see, Sarn?"

Luo Keke tilted her head, stared at him with big black eyes, shook her head, indicating that she didn't see anything.

The melancholy look on the man's face became more and more intense. He smiled wryly, stretched out his hand and rubbed Rococo's furry head, and said softly, "Silly girl."

Rococo was speechless.

As the saying goes, you have been cheating, and you have never been surpassed.

Now, Rococo deeply understands the meaning of this sentence.

This time, she transmigrated into a golden retriever.

Rococo has already knelt down to this malicious world. Although she has been a licker and a ghost, she is still a derivative of human beings. The species has not changed. This time she has become a dog. What do you mean?

Enough about being interracial.

It was only a day after Rococo arrived in this world, and just adapted to walking on four legs, the virus broke out. ((⊙o⊙)...What is this familiar feeling?)

Before the outbreak of the virus, there were 60 billion people in the world, and the KV virus had a 90.00% fatality rate, which means that 54 billion people would die at the beginning of the disaster.

Only one percent of the remaining people have immune antibodies, which means that the remaining nine percent are all infected humans.

They went on a rampage and captured the remaining survivors. New York, a bustling city with tens of millions of people, was the only one left in the end, Robert.

Rococo originally wanted to die quietly, but at the last moment, she gave up the idea of ​​seeking death and stayed by Robert's side.

There may be other survivors in this world, but now, in this city, she is the only one who is with Robert.

Three years have passed quickly, and Robert, who has antibodies, is still unremittingly looking for a way to reverse the virus. He is a doctor of biological virology, and he uses his own way to save the desperate human beings.

Rococo believes that if a vaccine is developed one day, it must be developed by Robert.

She saw his persistence and kept it in her heart.She admired Robert from the bottom of her heart. Luo Keke didn't know if she would have the courage to live if she was the only one left in the world, but Robert worked hard to live and tried every means to change the status quo of the world.

Rococo will never be able to do this.

"Saman, it's almost six o'clock, we should go back."

The timer on the watch beeped, and Robert glanced at the sunset slowly sinking between the gaps in the tall buildings in the distance, and carried Rococo into the car.

The sound of the motor of the car echoed in the empty street. Rococo looked at the dark gates of the residential buildings, like beasts with mouths open, waiting to devour the passing creatures.

In the dark shadows hide those infected humans, Robert called them 'Night Devils'.

Night devils are afraid of ultraviolet rays. Sunlight is the best weapon. They are relatively safe during the day. As long as they don't go to those dark places, they will not encounter danger.

Back at their home, Rococo watched as Robert dumped a bucket of disinfectant on the front steps.

This thing will take away their smell and keep those night ghosts from finding them.

Rococo squatted quietly on the chair in the dining room, tilting his head to look at Robert who was busy in the kitchen.

There are all kinds of condiments piled up in the kitchen, filling up the entire stove, and they collected these things bit by bit.

In three years, most of the food in the city has been spoiled, the rest is canned food with a long shelf life, and fresh vegetables have become a luxury.

What Robert did was to heat the canned luncheon meat, apply a thick layer of tomato sauce, and put two slices of dehydrated vegetables on it, which was a dinner.

Perhaps it is the nature of dogs. Rococo doesn't like to eat those vegetables very much. She stretched out her paws, like a human being, and pulled some yellowed vegetable leaves onto the table.

"Sahn, you must eat those vegetables."

Robert at the other end of the dining table looked at Rococo helplessly. Three years was enough for Robert to understand Rococo's stubbornness.

Sarn is very smart. After Robert's intentional or unintentional testing, he found that Sarn's intelligence has far exceeded the average level of dogs. It can understand his speech and even understand video texts.

Sometimes he just mumbles to himself which clothes he wants to wear tomorrow, and Sane can rummage through the closet.

In the past three years, if it wasn't for Sarn's company, Robert felt that he might not be able to survive.

Sometimes Robert suspects that Sarn in front of him is not a dog, but an awkward little girl.

For example, now, it is thrashing around in the bathtub, dodging left and right, but refuses to let him take a bath for it.

"Okay, little girl, take a bath, how about making your favorite canned beef for lunch tomorrow?" Robert, who was splashed all over with water, discussed with Rococo helplessly.

Rococo is dying, she is a pure and beautiful little girl anyway, er, well, although she is just a golden retriever now, what's the matter with you, a big man, touching her?

Don't underestimate the ten pairs of small tits in her body, okay? !

In the end, Rococo took a bath under Robert's forceful suppression.

The force values ​​are completely unequal, and the ending is already doomed...

The alarm clock beeped, the light outside the window gradually dimmed, and another world was coming.

Night devils are very sensitive to light. If the light in the room shines through, the house will become the attack point of night devils.

The doors and windows were closed tightly, and the room was plunged into darkness. Robert hugged Rococo and curled up in the cold bathtub.

There was a noisy sound outside the house, it was the sound of night demons dispatching.

Rococo noticed that the arms holding her slowly tightened, and the bones all over his body were strangled. Rococo stuck out his tongue and licked Robert's cheek.

I am here, you are not alone, I will be with you.

******

"Sahn, you know, I'm just going to work, I'll be back."

Rococo watched Robert, who was wearing white overalls, walk into the basement, where he was researching the antidote to the virus. Rococo acted coquettishly and tried every means, but Robert never allowed her to enter that place.

Rococo knew that the soul of an adult lived in this body, and she could not always pretend to be a golden retriever who didn't understand anything. She changed her behavior bit by bit, showing some of her unusual practices, Slowly let Robert accept her change.

But even though her intelligence is considered to be very high, that laboratory is still a rococo forbidden area.

Well, human curiosity is boring like that.

Once Robert entered the research room, he would not come back within three to five hours. Of course, Rococo would not wait for him there foolishly. Bored, Rococo walked back to the bedroom slowly and jumped onto the big soft bed.

In fact, in Rococo's view, creatures like night devils are more difficult to deal with than zombies.

The human beings who have turned into zombies can be said to be completely dead, irrational, fearless, even if bullets hit them, they will not flinch.

The night devils are completely different. Strictly speaking, they are not dead, but infected with strange diseases.

They are rational and fear death.It's just that the virus makes them very aggressive. They only eat meat and attack humans just to fill their stomachs.

If one day, an antiviral vaccine is developed, those night devils will become normal humans.

As long as there is an antidote, mankind can still be saved.

****

Another new day.

Robert took Rococo to search for survivors in the city, even though they knew that there were probably no other humans in the city.

"Sahn, what do you say if we are really the only ones left in this world?"

Rather than asking Rococo, this sentence might as well be asking himself.

He is the only one left in the whole world, how can he bear that kind of loneliness?

"I'm Robert, I'm a survivor in New York, and every day I wait on the pier on South Street."

"If you could hear me, if anyone could hear me."

"I can provide food, I can provide shelter, I can provide security."

"If you can hear me, please answer me, please tell me that you are not alone."

If, someone can hear...