High school science students save the world

The mouse with smooth cheeks looked at Yang Yan.

Its soft and sinister laughter was cut off by the figure with a sharp knife.

It stared wide-eyed at Yang Yan who was bathed in blood, its pupils narrowed sharply, the corners of its eyes were about to split open, and a thin scream that had not been uttered came out from its throat.

"impossible!"

it yells.

"Impossible impossible impossible you monster!—"

He felt a flash in front of his eyes, Yang Yan had already arrived in front of him, he didn't give it a chance to say anything, the light blade of the switchblade shot out from below, and pierced straight through its grease-filled chest.

Pull it out, another knife.

The knife pierced straight up from the lower jaw, like the most cunning hunter, and ended its life neatly.The last thing it saw was Yang Yan's expressionless face and terribly black eyes, and that scene was immediately covered by the spouting blood.

Yang Yan pulled out the knife, and with a dark sound of "噗嗤", the black mouse fell down and turned into a pool of rotten meat.

Yang Yan didn't even look at it, kicked away the corpse blocking the way, and walked in front of Madame Curie, suddenly couldn't move, only felt that his body was filled with ice slag, and he was extremely cold when he moved.

He looked at the bloody teacher for a while, and finally squatted down, reaching out to find the old platinum ring.

Here and there, here and there—none? !Where?

Yang Yan paused, he remembered that black mouse... bit off half of Madame Curie's arm...

The old ring, in its stomach.

Yang Yan turned his head, looked at the black mouse's body, and felt that something in his heart turned into flames, burning his chest with bursts of pain.

Yang Yan couldn't help but look up at the sky.

It was dark and cold, and there was no light at all.

The living cannot rest, and the dead cannot sleep.

Why? !

What qualifications do they have, what are they based on, they——Yang Yan raised a sharp knife and slashed at the black mouse's abdomen. He groped in the stinking flesh and blood.

After searching for an unknown amount of time, the two hands connected to the wrist were all stained red with blood, and the top part had solidified and turned black. He finally found the platinum ring.

Yang Yan dug it out and quickly wiped it with the hem of his clothes, the ring shone in embarrassment.

Although faint, it is light after all.

Yang Yan thought of Mrs. Curie talking about her daughter who was going to university in class, and she finally showed a little softness, her eyes were proud and yearning, and her hand unconsciously caressed the ring, while he was drawing a picture of her daughter in an English book. Mrs. Li's sketches, after being discovered, asked him to draw fifty for her...

Yang Yan clenched the ring tightly, and the cold ring burned his palm.

However, immediately, he let go of his hand again, and put the ring into his middle finger. It was a bit wide, but it was still suitable. Yang Yan raised his hand, facing the moonlight, the faint light from the ring dazzled his eyes.

Before he could appreciate it enough, he staggered suddenly and almost fell, the concrete floor began to vibrate.

Yang Yan curled up subconsciously, with his thumb against the ring, and at the same time, his legs started to move reflexively, and he flew all the way to the square in front of the school.

When he stopped, his reason seemed to come back at that moment.

He lowered his head and looked at the old ring on his finger. It seemed to be worn for a long time, and it was a little worn out, but it was well preserved, and it was a beauty that time could not erase.

Madame Curie...

Yang Yan took a deep breath, and the choking breath caused a burning pain in his lungs.Madame Curie is dead, and what lies there is a meaningless pile of rotten flesh... that's all.

Just cumbersome.

There was a sudden burst of earth-shattering cries in his ears.

"Help me, save me! Help, someone, come and save me!"

Yang Yan raised his head abruptly, and saw half of a girl's body being crushed by a big tree, and that half of her body had already started to ooze blood.

She raised her neck and yelled wildly, but almost all the people here escaped, only a few mice were left. Seeing her red eyes, they rushed forward and gnawed on her flesh and blood.

"Save—ah!—help me!"

She slapped the mouse with one hand, but the mouse grabbed that hand and bit off half of her finger, leaving only a piece of bloody bone lying outside.

Yang Yan walked over.

As Yang Yan approached, those mice saw that the situation was not good and quickly ran away, the tails of the ones that escaped late were trembling, and they were short because they were afraid that Yang Yan would notice it.

These are small pets raised by "Gardeners".

Yang Yan knew their indiscriminate methods too well, without even raising his eyebrows, he walked straight in front of the girl, squatted down, lifted the tree trunk with one hand in a considerate manner, threw it aside, and raised a cloud of dust.

The girl could hardly open her eyes because of the pain and fear. Sweat and tears rolled in her eye sockets. She stared blankly at Yang Yan for a long time, then stretched out her unpressed hand tremblingly—but not toward Yang Yan. Instead, he touched the corpse beside him.

Yes, headless corpses.

do you remember?On this night of bloody fighting, a young girl was bitten off by a white-fleshed rat, and she was lying on the ground alone.

It doesn't matter if you don't remember, no one cares about a dead person, only her, only me, the girl lying on the ground thought, only I remember you.

I was the one who pushed you out.

my best friend.

Yang Yan was taken aback, and said softly, "Don't move around, wait until the ambulance arrives..."

The girl shook her head.

She felt her body start to feel cold, but the half that was crushed by the tree trunk started to heat up again, and she kept shivering with the alternation of hot and cold—of course she thought that, in Yang Yan's eyes, her body was just stiff and shaking slightly Shake your head.

The girl's strength seemed to have been exhausted in the screaming for help just now, she said hoarsely to Yang Yan: "Thank you..."

The pronunciation of these two words was weird and slow at the beginning, but it became faster and lighter, until it was almost as thin as a mosquito at the end. She looked at Yang Yan with empty eyes and couldn't help but thank him, but her eyes were lax, and she looked at Yang Yan. further ahead.

Tears crawled all over her face, mixed with the oozing blood.

The earthquake started again.

Yang Yan was well prepared this time and did not panic, and the aftershock was not too powerful. The teaching building was crumbling, but it stood upright tenaciously and did not fall down.

Soon the tremor subsided.

The girl was so shocked that she seemed to be injured more seriously, her lips turned white, showing a dead air.

Yang Yan took out his mobile phone, dialed 120, and got through right away.

really……

The school was dragged into the space, which caused the signal to be lost, but now that the space is unlocked, the ambulance personnel will come immediately.

He didn't know what he could do at this time, so he sat cross-legged next to the girl, seeing her thank you with tears on her face, he couldn't help pinching the center of her eyebrows, and sighed: "Girl, don't die."

120 ran through the red light all the way, and came in a hurry.

Before they came, the rats receded like a tide, and they were completely gone. The medical staff thought it was an earthquake and were busy searching for rescuers, so they didn't have time to pay attention to the terrified eyes of these students.

Fortunately, the earthquake was not very strong, and there were only a few injured people. Instead, there were corpses on the ground. A new doctor just took a look, and then ran to the side and vomited loudly on his knees.

no head.

How come there is no head?

The people who barged in couldn't help feeling chills down their spines.

When they put the girl paralyzed on the ground onto the stretcher, she struggled violently like a slippery fish. He coughed up blood, and the listeners became dizzy.

There was nothing they could do with her.It was Yang Yan who walked over and gave her a simple and rude hand knife, which made her calm down immediately.

The group of medical staff didn't appreciate it, instead they stared, trembling uncontrollably, cleared their throats and hurriedly carried her up.

"Classmates, you also come in." Someone persuaded him.

Yang Yan shook his head, and in the next second, he slipped away like a gust of wind, leaving only a group of medical staff, dumbfounded as if it was just an illusion.

"Hurry up, hurry up," a senior man was the first to recover, "Get in the car."

Yang Yan fled to the back of the administrative building before stopping.

And yet nowhere to go.

He took a few steps forward, and suddenly a hand protruded from behind him. Yang Yan raised his elbow reflexively, and at the same time showed the blade, only to hear Qin Zheng grunt, but did not dodge.

Yang Yan immediately put the knife back.

He frowned and looked at him: "what are you doing?"

Qin Zheng's complexion was gray and pale, and there was no trace of life in the moonlight, only two dark eyes, like two gloomy dry wells that had been dry for a long time, showing a gloomy gloomy light.

Yang Yan's heart trembled when he saw it, and he couldn't help raising his hand: "Tan Zheng..."

Before he finished speaking, he was hugged full.

This is really painful, Yang Yan heard a "Kara" on the spot, and then he protested with overwhelmed soreness from his shoulders. Qing came out in an instant.

Tan Zheng crouched in the hollow of his shoulder and said nothing, but Yang Yan could see his lowered neck, the thin layer of fluff on it was trembling uncontrollably.

"You... who are you?" He asked in a muffled voice.

Yang Yan paused, then smiled, but didn't seem to have said: "I'm R, didn't you already know it?"

Tan Zheng lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes swept over his skin, causing a gentle itching, but before he trembled, Tan Zheng couldn't help but tremble.

What is happiness?

Tan Zheng thought, I have tried my best to pursue happiness, but what exactly is happiness?

Stubborn, poignant poking at the truth is not happiness.

Hypocrisy, whitewashing the plain life is not happiness.

He tried his best to prevent Yang Yan from recovering his memory, so as to prolong this precarious peace for a little longer.

But time and fate, they are king, god and judgment, they are absolute justice and conscience, crushing all lies together.

Qin Zheng stretched out his hand and caressed Yang Yan's fragile neck that contained great energy.

"You know everything..."

"Know what? Am I a 'scavenger'?" Yang Yan couldn't see the expression clearly on his face, but it was enough to hear his subterranean tone, "You hide it from me because of this? I didn't Vulnerable."

Qin Zheng's temple twitched.

he does not know? !

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