doomsday exile

April 4, Earth.

It was ten o'clock in the morning, but it was strangely dark.

A black-gray haze enveloped the earth, covering the originally bright sun, only some gray-yellow afterimages faintly existed.

Several armored vehicles drive around the city.

It is said to be an urban area, but it is actually similar to ruins. The walls of some high-rise buildings have peeled off, revealing the reinforced concrete structure, and the low-lying areas in the distance are completely submerged in sea water.

Under the strong sea breeze, scraps of paper and plastic bags danced over the ruins, like lingering ghosts.

The billboard fell to the side of the road, and a large black hole appeared on the face of the originally glamorous female star, and a broken air conditioner external unit lay in the hole.

There is a lot of mud and sand left on the road, and obvious water stains are left on the half-meter-high building, with green algae and seashells crouching on it.

Because the sea water receded, many shells left on the shore opened their shells, and they dried up on land together with some sea creatures that shouldn't be here, causing the city to be filled with unpleasant sea and rancid smells.

The armored vehicle is equipped with high-pressure water guns and hoses similar to fire trucks. It sprays the streets along the way, trying to remove these foreign objects, wash them out of dark corners, and then sprinkle the prepared potion.

The people of Shangdu have not given up on their city.

Even if it encountered two tsunamis and one strong storm in just one month.

Since the entire city was built in the past 20 years, both the material quality and the design are very good, so except for the severely affected urban area by the sea, other places remain intact.

Cars park next to the new seawall.

This is a temporary embankment built according to calculations, which can prevent further erosion of the city by seawater.

Some buildings can only be "abandoned" outside the embankment, and many are soaked in sea water. Their silent and dilapidated shadows are like dead trees in a steel forest.

Yuan Zhongxia looked up at the gray sea in the distance, and bit off the cigarette in his mouth.

"Captain, save some time. Cigarettes are scarce now. Since you don't smoke, how about using popsicle roots and candy sticks instead?" Chen Yan suggested from the side.

Yuan Zhongxia glanced at him angrily, and walked to the side of the embankment stepping on the dirty muddy water.

"Where do these people come from?" Yuan Zhongxia asked, pointing to the stranded boat not far away.

"Reporting sir, it's Banggang. They are all people who were unwilling to accept the relocation and refused to go to the inland areas before."

The storm surge of a week ago completely inundated several nearby cities, and despite preparations, the death toll reached a horrific number.

Many people think that home is the safest place. If they want to go to a shelter or follow the arrangement to relocate, they have to abandon most of their property—the most important thing is real estate. There are many people who are stubborn and hostile to the government in the old city of Banggang. They don't even want to part with the furniture, let alone leave the place where their ancestors lived for generations. In addition, Huaxia's current manpower and material resources are limited. The work at the bottom must focus on those who are willing to leave, and there is no time to persuade them.

"In the past few days, survivors have arrived here one after another."

Some were found by search and rescue teams, while others escaped in boats by themselves.

Facing these ragged and terrified refugees, neither Yuan Zhongxia nor the troops stationed on the seawall showed contempt on their faces.

Because in the crowd, there are still children who are less than the height of an adult's thigh.

What decisions can these children make?

It is nothing more than the stubborn refusal of parents and grandparents to leave, dragging them through this catastrophe.

There are also some adults, because of economic, family, and personal reasons, they can only follow the person who makes up their minds in the family, and they are almost buried in sea water and storms.

People like Yuan Zhongxia who perform the duty of "protection" will never take the initiative to laugh at the "protected" under any circumstances.

"Is there still a place for the shelter in District 12?"

"It's gone, but there is still room for the subway station in the satellite city."

"Tell them, let them go if they want, but children under the age of 12 will all enter the 60 districts to receive unified education, and adults under the age of [-] must work, and they will be assigned by each shelter."

After Yuan Zhongxia finished speaking, he added, "If there are those who don't want to stay here, tell them that there is no extra manpower, and they can only go to the inland area by themselves."

The news was clearly unsatisfactory, and angry voices came from the crowd.

Yuan Zhongxia didn't need to look to know that it was those old people who engaged in parallel import smuggling and lost their money later. This is an old problem in Banggang. This group of people is used to making noise. It never hurts to make a fuss.

It's a pity that now is no longer the era of surplus materials and distribution according to trouble.

Even if they yelled and beat people, bullied the elderly, even kicked and beat or even lay down and rolled, the personnel stationed on the seawall would not show any more expressions.

If anyone dares to approach and make an attacking action, they will be knocked down in minutes, and then brought into the empty tent next to them.

After all, the garrison troops have weapons on them, and they cannot be snatched away by these crazy guys.

There are no reporters here, the damage to the base station leads to the interruption of civilian communications, and there are no ordinary residents near the dangerous zone, so whether it is the exposure of these people clamoring or the adverse effects caused by shouting, it does not exist.

Yuan Zhongxia frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Bring those children out and find something for them to eat."

In Shangdu in April, the temperature is already around [-] degrees. However, the volcanic ash covered the sun and caused the average temperature to plummet. Now the wind blowing by the seaside in Shangdu makes people feel cold, and people may have to wear long sleeves and thin coats.

The boats of the refugees were badly damaged, and they had no clean clothes.

Just at this moment, the ground shook slightly again.

Shouts sounded, and many people ran in panic.

"Quiet!"

Yuan Zhongxia shouted loudly, only then did people realize that the shaking had stopped, and the panic just now was like a hallucination.

"How many times is this today?" Yuan Zhongxia asked with a frown.

This degree of shaking is not noticeable by people in a bumpy vehicle, and can only be found when standing on a tall building or in an open place.

"For the first time, things are getting better."

The tsunami and storm that Shangdu encountered a few days ago was caused by a strong earthquake in the South China Sea.

Aftershocks have persisted since then, but overall, it's not bad news.

As for Shangdu, it is not on the earthquake zone at all, unless there is a big change in the Eurasian plate and the Pacific plate, but according to scientific analysis, if it is to split, it will split this part, and the Indochina Peninsula will be dangerous.

Yuan Zhongxia nodded, and led the people to inspect some facilities installed near the building, which seemed to be obsolete monitoring, before returning to the car.

"The detector did not find any data on the spirit body."

This is what Yuan Zhongxia does every day. In order to prevent these instruments from malfunctioning, he must check them himself.

These detectors are distributed throughout the city. From the perspective of those who don't know, Yuan Zhongxia has been leading a team to carry out patrol missions.

If Huaxia is attacked by Delta, there is a high possibility of Shangdu, so no matter how vigilant it is, it cannot be overstated.

Especially these days.

Yuan Zhongxia rubbed his eyebrows and sighed.

Chen Yan and the others were very familiar with him, and they knew that something important had happened when they saw the situation, but they couldn't ask if Captain Yuan didn't say anything.

Chen Yan signaled with his eyes that it was probably some kind of secret incident.

"Dudu."

Yuan Zhongxia picked up the vehicle communication, and then said with a serious expression: "Yes, there is nothing abnormal. Delta's spiritual body did not appear in Shangdu!"

***

Nanyun Mountain Base.

Professor Xia hung up the communication, turned to the others and said, "Let's get started."

The screen in front shows a woman lying on the bed. She is very young, but her face is pale and thin.

This is Lu Yun.

If you don't look at the several life support devices attached to her body, she seems to be asleep.

Professor Xia was flipping through the data report, staying on the brain wave image, with a solemn expression: "It should be tonight. Lu Yun is about to separate a sixth independent personality and become a new spiritual body."

What Professor Xia's entire team is looking forward to is not the fighting power of this new personality. After all, after the four Hu Qin, Jiang Yu, A Ruan, and Zhang Huang, they have realized that it is basically impossible for the "ordinary spiritual body" to have such powerful power as Lu Di.

But exactly how Lu Yun transformed his personality into a spiritual body is a topic worth discussing.

According to the search of similar cases around the world, and the information obtained by Yan Long and Lu Di from the Delta organization, that kind of powerful spiritual body is like the bizarre explosion of the school in Donghui Province. It is the subject who has been persecuted for a long time. Or born in situations of mortal danger.

——At the same time of metamorphosis, the death of the subject is declared.

As for the cause of death, it may be that the subject itself gave up the idea of ​​life, or it may be that these spirit bodies killed the subject.

Either way, it doesn't fit the situation of Lu Yun and Lu Di.

The good news is that because Lu Yun's more than a dozen personalities are hidden for self-preservation, the Delta organization has no way to truly understand Lu Yun. According to the information brought back by Yan Long and Lieutenant Colonel He, Delta believes that Lu Di did not kill him. Die your own subject, that subject has been taken care of by Huaxia, and then it's gone.

"...In fact, Delta has solved a doubt in my heart, that is, the particularity of Lu Di." Professor Xia looked at the busy crowd around him, and it was still the data that had been swiped line by line on the screen.

Zhu Zhu looked up suspiciously: "Professor, what are you referring to?"

"Delta claims to be a product of some kind of group consciousness similar to siphon jellyfish in ancient times. He has the ability to forcibly connect and control other spiritual bodies. This sounds similar to Yan Long, but Lu Di is really similar to him." Xia Xia The professor took off his glasses and spoke seriously.

Zhu Zhu was surprised.

Professor Xia continued: "Lu Di is also a product of group consciousness. It is not only Lu Yun who gave birth to him, but also a dozen other personalities."

"so--"

"Spiritual bodies are roughly divided into three types. They not only have different levels of strength, but can actually devour each other. The first type, like Huqin Aruan, does not have strong power but has a stable particle state. They are the weakest, so we also I can't see it, it may be discovered and swallowed by the Delta organization; the second is like Richard, the subject has paid a huge price, and at the same time they can see and control the 'string' to a certain extent; the third is the spiritual body The leader of the spiritual body is also the top of the food chain of the spiritual body, he is a powerful existence created by the first-level group consciousness, and he is born to control the first or second type of spiritual body and drive them."

Lu Di didn't realize this because he was still "young" and hadn't grown up.

And Lu Di never thought of devouring other personalities, treating "brothers and sisters" as his subordinates or slaves.

"Yeah, Lu Di never thought about being in charge of Lu Yun's body. He doesn't want to go to work, and he doesn't want to deal with people. He just..."

Zhu Zhu swallowed the word salted fish, and at the same time was extremely horrified.

So a woman living in a remote town was tortured by life and unfortunate fate, and finally developed a terrifying "devil king" from multiple personalities, who can easily kill everyone in a town and control the mental bodies of all personalities at the same time. , Through the control of the "string", in the process of wreaking havoc, to constantly understand this power, and finally form some kind of "disaster" that is difficult for human beings to understand?

No matter what Zhu Zhu thinks, it is difficult to pin the image of the devil on Lu Di, who is paralyzed by salted fish, talks about cross talk, and hits the shooting range full of bullets.

The author has something to say: Lu Di’s greatest wish is to be a salted fish, and his hobby is to sleep. He is a melon eater who has no value to society and only hahaha (Chapter 3)

Author: No, you are a protagonist who only needs to sleep and be a salted fish, and has already made great contributions to society