The King of Rebirth in the End Times

The lower level of a low air-raid shelter in Shanghai.

An extremely hidden research institute is located here. Even without the help of electronic equipment, the top researchers from all over the country can use their wisdom to develop a temporary solution. It is secretly called Long Xiang's research institute in the military and political departments. One of the core bases in Shanghai, secondly, only the state can build a research institute in such a place.

On both sides of the wall are neat rows of thick cylindrical candles, making a slight creaking sound from time to time, and the overflowing wax liquid flows down meanderingly. The light of the candles illuminates the hundreds of square meters of the laboratory. Like daylight, it looks no less effective than a light bulb.

"Dr. Li Ru, the soldiers who went to the Nanjing Road Pedestrian Street in the past few days have all had a certain fever, and their bodies are getting weaker day by day. This is not a good phenomenon. For the sake of my soldiers, I need to know the reason. ...Is it the 'problem' caused by the extraterrestrial meteorite?"

The man who came with a pair of long military boots stood outside the isolation room. He was wearing a straight military uniform, and he could see the killing spirit that had been battle-tested.

Through a transparent glass door, he looked at the many researchers walking around inside with implicit and sharp eyes, especially when he saw the excited expressions on their faces, he couldn't help frowning. How could this be for the country? The talents who serve are simply a bunch of lunatics.

Realizing that no one really cares about him, the man with the rank of colonel glanced at the busy surroundings, with a sneer on his lips, he pulled out his pistol and shot directly at the bulletproof glass, anyway, the camera is useless now .The huge shock force caused the glass to emit a piercing gunshot sound. The threat of guns to human beings has always been engraved in the hearts of ordinary people.

No, the researchers who were still concentrating just now stopped, and looked at a certain senior colonel who had been ignored before in doubt. His appearance was as innocent as possible. There were also a few old-fashioned researchers who adjusted their glasses, with an expression of old eyes and dizziness Facing the man's gaze.

"I said, can anyone tell me what happened to the soldiers?"

Grinning a bloody and flamboyant smile, swinging the smooth pistol up and down with his fingers, the man said to them in a friendly manner.

There was only one layer of glass doors separated, as if even the bulletproof glass could not bring them the slightest sense of security, all the researchers shivered, nodded in unison, and Li Ru, the most respected among them, stepped forward to answer. other side.

"Hey, if there is no accident, it should be the impact of the meteorite. You also know that all the target equipment is out of order. It is impossible to accurately find out the problem. If you are willing to call your soldiers to let us check it, Maybe we can have an answer."

Seeing the young man's impatient eyes, rubbing his fingers, the old man with a goatee said very seriously, if the man didn't know the nature of this guy, he would really be deceived by him.

"The military doctors haven't died yet. I won't bring them for you to see. You should die as soon as possible!"

The man raised his lips mockingly from a few meters away, raised his gun and pointed it at Li Ru's head, and was satisfied to see his flinching.He warned the other party with a cold and soft voice, no... Maybe he was warning these lunatics in human skin.

He couldn't get the answer he wanted, and he didn't have the time to argue with this group of guys, so he turned and left with some heavy steps.

If Su Qinglan was present, he might be surprised and angry to find that this man has a great similarity with the face of the Zombie King. The difference is that the inhuman scarlet eyes of the Zombie King can't reflect anyone The figure, and this man is obviously a soldier who can make people feel bloody.

Chaos, the world after losing order...

Disaster, the chain reaction of the end of the world...

Su Qinglan, who was thinking about something in his heart, wiped the saber in his hand with a handkerchief. He still remembered the scene of the crazy grabbing of supermarket supplies in the city. Gradually, Su Qinglan, who was looking at the saber, fell silent. Bright and deep, the heart can't help but look forward to seeing blood.

In the end, as a person of the last days, the killing nature hidden in his bones is indelible, cannot be forgotten, and he dare not forget.

Who told him that once even the will stops, then this is completely useless, and Su Qinglan is very likely to become one of this kind of people, because he likes to move forward when he has no goal to move forward. Live in one place.In his spare time, Su Qinglan enthusiastically fantasized that if he could retire to the apocalypse, he could occasionally go around his house and beat disobedient zombies, or grow flowers and play grass with the precious seeds of the apocalypse.

The fingertips rubbed back and forth against the hard texture of the metal, and the beautiful blood grooves on the front and back are enough to prove that it is not a toy, although for Su Qinglan who has touched all weapons in the last days, even an ordinary toy The knife in his hand could also be his murder weapon.

Light blue jeans wrapped her straight legs, and the thick-soled boots often creaked when they stepped on the floor. The casual white shirt was pressed into the waistband of the trousers by the boy, which outlined Su Qinglan's thin upper body. A dark blue striped tie was casually thrown on the sofa.

"Alan..."

Looking at the young man who brought a few people to the suburban villa, Fang Qi's expression was a little complicated and difficult to understand. After only a few days, he felt that A Lan seemed to be a different person, so strange that he was so different from himself. Seeing the big difference in the children since childhood, this can no longer be described as reborn, but among the people I know, only Yi Xin firmly believes that the other party is still the same Su Qinglan.

"Dad, do you have something to say?"

When he planned to come and visit them, the boy had expected a day when he would have such a private conversation. With his fingers crossed on his knees, Su Qinglan looked at his father calmly.With a young face and a youthful body, except for the indifference that still persists when the handsome eyebrows are stretched out, he seems to be the same as Fang Qinglan once.

It's just that in his eyes, the innocence of a high school student and the competitiveness of a family heir no longer exist, so he can't get back the mood he had when he faced his father.If it wasn't for the feeling of blood connection that affected Su Qinglan, perhaps his nostalgia for family affection would have disappeared at the moment his mother died.

"Can you tell me...how did you know the meteorite was coming?"

It's not a question, but an affirmative sentence. Compared with other people's skepticism, Fang Qi made such a judgment at the first time. No matter how ridiculous the result was, he firmly believed that A Lan must know some secret.

A pair of phoenix eyes seemed to be too dark to see the bottom, and Fang Qi's eyes seemed to hide countless past events that no one could peek into. His bloodless lips pursed into a smile.The young man was as pale as a light ink painting, with exquisite brushstrokes but with an impressive wanton atmosphere.

Regarding her father's question, Su Qinglan sat on the sofa with a straight expression from the beginning to the end, neither answering nor denying it.If he is unwilling to say, no one in this world can force him. After losing the blessing of his family and the protection of his parents, Su Qinglan, who is alone in the last days, is not a person who can be restrained by family love. .

Don't be shaken by any external objects, don't change your will for anything, even if he is still alone in the end, the world will be shocked because of him, just because he is Su Qinglan, the lord of the East.He can keep walking proudly, even if there is an endless purgatory ahead, the fire cannot burn his soul to the ground.

"Okay... I don't ask, why did you come back this time? I don't believe that you came to visit me."

Taking a deep breath indiscriminately, Fang Qi said in a cold tone, he felt that if he continued to argue with him, he would be the one who would die of anger sooner or later, but he was even more frustrated by not being able to figure out his son's behavior.

"In the future, anyone who shows signs of illness will be quarantined to a safe place for observation, and... If Dad married that woman just for the power behind her, I hope you can give up."

"Oh? It seems that Su Mo

What did you say to you, do you think I am the power behind her? "

Faintly feeling that Ah Lan knew about Huang Yajing, she was still a little embarrassed when she really pointed it out, Fang Qi kept his face and wanted to save face for himself, and said in a pretentious manner.

"If you insist on doing this, I won't stop you, but my mother will only be Su Mo, so..."

After flicking the dust off the jacket, Su Qinglan re-fastened the tie on it, expressing her opinion indifferently.

"Alan, I never asked you to call her—"

"I will kill her."

The corners of the cold lips widened, and the eyebrows and eyes were bent to soften the danger on his body. Su Qinglan seemed to be talking about an insignificant trifle, but the murderous intent was revealed in the calm and calm.Like a jungle cheetah retracting its sharp claws, it looked at each other with such harmless eyes, but it was enough to make the hunters with guns tremble in their hearts.

"That settles everything, doesn't it?"

So relaxed and simple, what does the grievances of wealthy families have to do with Su Qinglan? In other words, how long has it been since he was entangled in such boring things? You must know that what he is good at is always using a good knife on the blade.

"..."

Wife, my son has a secondary illness!

Incapable of accepting the sudden change of the young man, Fang Qi, who heard the true meaning of the words, froze on the spot. He saw Fang Qinglan turn and leave, and when he opened the door, he was still friendly to the woman who was eavesdropping outside. smile.

The door of the room opened quietly, and the woman holding a fruit platter looked at Fang Qi helplessly, and in the distance, the boy's instructions to the housekeeper could be heard floating.

"I'm going to stay here for two days, and prepare a room for the few people with me."