Idol's Doomsday Survival Guide

Death always does.

Suddenly, there was no avoiding it.

Until the candles were completely burned out, until the stars were extinguished, and until order was restored, Ji Nanze was unable to see Zou Tu for the last time.

He wants to see him.

But Patient Zero is eating him, starting with his muscles, starting with his nerves.

Deprive him of the right to be loved as a checkmate.

Tore his flesh and devoured his blood.

Containing more than 30 serums, the blood is as poisonous as mercury to the infected.

The serum was killing him, eating away at his rotting viscera from within, eating them into blood-red fibers.

He's running out of life, he's emptied all his cards, he's even going to guillotine himself at any cost.

However, they were still unable to defeat a monster so powerful that it was beyond the comprehension of mortals.

He couldn't wait any longer.

All his organs cried out in agony, they begged him to give in, to surrender to death.

He betrayed his instincts.

He doesn't want to admit defeat.

Although human beings are not perfect, although there are too many immoral people among them, there are too many gray dogmas criticized by people.

But nothing is black and white, and the right of everything to coexist and coexist should never be deprived.

"This time, for the blueberries."

Ji Nanze bit the opponent's ear fiercely, his mouth was covered with blood, and his whole body was scratched to pieces, revealing his horrified bones.

Then, he laughed in the ear of patient zero, but every time he couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.

He knew he was drained from the inside.

He knew that his life was not long.

He knew that this was the end.

He opened his eyes, only to see a boundless darkness.

"For Ji Ran...for Dad. For, my Zou Tu."

Patient Zero's arms pierced his abdomen heavily, dragging almost all his organs out of the body.

His eyes suddenly went dark, but his teeth and arms did not loosen at all.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

Patient zero struggled desperately, his body was burning, and there were more and more marks on his body, almost spreading from his abdomen.

Serum, those bloody serums were crippling him.Even if only for a short time, this is still a huge threat.

'Zou Tu' shot Ji Nanze in the spine.

"It was unexpected." This time, he aimed at Ji Nanze's head, "Let go. Otherwise, I will let your efforts go to waste now."

Ji Nanze spat out a big mouthful of black blood.

He couldn't say anything, his throat was so sore.My eyes hurt too.

Can't see, can't hear, let alone speak.

My whole body was torn apart by something.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't help crying.

"Tough mouse."

Patient Zero grabs his head and bites off his neck.

For an instant, the strength in his arm loosened.

The body fell limp and slid down.

Patient zero kicked him to the ground, touched his bloody neck, and knelt down weakly.

It seems that he needs some time to heal the wounds on his body.

"Get rid of him! Get rid of him for me—I should have killed you as soon as I saw you, so there wouldn't be so much trouble."

Ji Nanze no longer had the strength to refute.

He fell to the ground, spitting out blood feebly and in vain.

In the vision blurred by tears, 'Zou Tu' was approaching.

And the figure of the person he loved who is about to kill him is the last image on the retina.

The gun was aimed at his head.

Icy.

No feelings.

"In the end... it was you that I saw." Ji Nanze looked in one direction blankly, but his eyes were completely dark.He could only laugh at himself, "It seems that my luck is really bad."

He closed his eyes, his lips parted weakly.

The wet liquid suddenly dripped on the face.

Then, he looked for the direction.

His lips touched a pair of callused hands.

That person is crying.

Tears flowed from the back of his hand all the way to his face.

'Zou Tu' didn't seem to understand either, and his voice showed a hint of bewilderment.

"……what happened."

This body returned to the original owner's body.

look at him.Looking at his shapeless, bloody appearance.

Tears were shed.

"Ah, damn it, haven't you given up resisting yet? You're not dead yet—Senior!"

"You want to snatch this body from me, dying soul, are you kidding me? Get out, this is my body! This should belong to me! — Senior! Senior! Can you hear me!"

"Bastard, bastard, don't even think about it... don't even think about taking it away—Senior, don't close your eyes, please!"

"My—senior! Don't abandon me, you promised me! What you promised me...you promised me forever, don't break your promise..."

Something was stuck to his palm.

A little cold and a little warm.

"Don't lie to me, don't. I already have nothing, I can pay any price, anyone can destroy me."

"So... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

There was a tingling pain in the neck, and the cool liquid spread in the muscles.

He wants to talk.

However, consciousness is fading.

The senses are also dying.

There was only one sentence in his head.

"This is the end."

"This is, their last."

***

When he woke up crying, the blinding light almost blinded his eyes.

He was limp on the ground, only his eyes rolled around.

The meat membranes that originally covered the four walls seemed to have shrunk and hardened, revealing the original structure of the house.

The place where the light comes in is a large hole in the damaged outer wall of the building.

Didn't die?

But all his senses seemed dead.

The voice in the ear is very strange, like countless voices talking.

The field of vision was also strange, disordered and trembling, but he saw it more clearly than before.

His throat was repeating a mechanical swallowing motion, and he wanted to make a sound.

Nothing at all.

He turned his head laboriously, feeling his body finally responding to his brain.

"Senior..."

He looked at the man in front of him.

He is crying.

crying very sad.

Why cry?

He reached out and touched the other's cheek.

He heard voices coming from a distance, some sounds that might be made by machinery, very noisy and noisy.Accompanied by the cheers of the people.

Is there anything to be happy about?

[We have won, the people of the Voice of Liberty Building, the people of the world, we have won this unprecedented war. 】

[When we finish cleaning up the remaining monsters, we will return to the earth.Remember, nothing can defeat man.No sacrifice is worth our victory! 】

There was a commotion.

[Who is outside, don't let him break in—you? 】

[...Okay, Mr. Wei, what are you doing here? --what you do? 】

Gunshots.

The sound of the machinery became very strange.

Another person spoke.

【We must kill the next patient zero in the cradle. 】

[Find him and kill him. 】

[This is the greatest mission of mankind today. 】

[Salute to the victims. 】

The sound stopped.

He staggered for some unknown reason, and instinctively approached the dawn rising on the horizon at the entrance of the cave.

Step by step, it was like walking from the world to heaven.

"Senior... what's wrong with you?"

The man followed behind him, just saying something he couldn't understand.

He stretched out his hand towards the warm, golden clouds.

He stood under the warm sun, as if the blood of the whole world was converging towards his body.

Dawn is just one step away.

But he stood on the crumbling concrete and suddenly turned his head.

There was some emotion in the golden eyes.

Facing the tearful person, he said something he didn't understand.

"It's dawn, Zou Tu."

"We go home."

The man looked at him and nodded desperately with that crying-smiling expression.

Then, he was desperate.

What should he do?

hug him?

He heard a strange noise.

[Do it, Jiang Sen. 】

Too late to think.

Then, there was a gunshot.

He stood under the blazing sun.

Blood spurted from his eyelids, from his ears, from his shattered skull.

He's not dead yet, the slime mold in his body is trying to repair the damaged tissue.

He looked at the man who burst into tears.

Surprised at first.

Then laugh.

The last is relief.

The moment when the deep clouds recede and everything on the earth recovers.

There is a warm, long-lost embrace.

The man hugged him tightly and wept softly on his shoulder.

They fall downward.

Some hazy and illusory images seem to be reflected on the glass of the building.

From the crying baby being hugged and kissed; from the toddler throwing himself into his father's arms with a plush doll; from the first birthday, the first birthday song, the first sharing It started with the cake; it started with the vines growing from the storybook and sent him to Rapunzel’s tower; it started with the unfit school uniform and military training under the scorching sun; It starts with a single, cup after cup of hot milk delivered to the table; it starts with the door being knocked open, the broken glass, and the crows flying in circles;

From his spinning on the stage, from his clasped hands.

From the beginning of his life that was divided into two.

There are so many fast switching scenes that even he can't see clearly.

It was frozen at the moment when he put on the headphones and auditioned for the first time in the recording studio.

He seemed to be familiar with this feeling.

But he couldn't recall anything.

Just, his lips.

his tongue.

There was a distant resonance in his cranial cavity.

"You saved the world, and the world celebrated your passing."

"Hero Meleagos, with your firewood life, where shall we go?"

"To our little home in Antarctica."

"To our little home in Antarctica..."

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