Doomsday Mastery

9:20 on the evening of April 7

Ruan Ning ate dinner, then found two cold medicines and water in the cabinet in the bedroom, swallowed them, and went to bed early.

He hadn't gone out for two whole weeks. He didn't know that the big flu was raging all over the place at the moment. He just thought that he had suffered from the cold because of being sad for the past two days. He would probably be fine after taking two pills and sleeping.

Before going to bed, Ruan Ning was still thinking that he could not continue to be depressed, and that he would go out to relax tomorrow.

But I didn't want to, the city I was familiar with when I woke up was already beyond recognition.

These are all things to say. Although the bustling city at this moment is a little deserted due to the impact of the pandemic, people are still living as usual.

9:20 on the evening of April 10

A large number of residents who had caught a cold a few days ago began to have a high fever, and a large number of patients with high fever in the hospital developed fainting symptoms.

In the bedroom of Room 307, the sleeping teenager started to have a fever, and a blush quietly crept up on his fair face. The teenager frowned, and opened his mouth as if thirsty, but he couldn't wake up no matter what.

9:20 on the evening of April 11

hot!hot!

Ruan Ning was panting uncomfortably, he felt his mouth was terribly dry, and his whole body seemed to be scorched by flames. He wanted to struggle to get up and drink, but he didn't even have the strength to lift the quilt.

Big drops of sweat rolled down Ruan Ning's forehead, the sweaty pajamas wrapped tightly around his body, and the thin quilt seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties, making him unable to breathe.

So hot!So sad!

Suddenly, a trace of white mist crept out from Ruan Ning's chest. The white mist clings to his red cheeks as if alive, and then more and more white mist seems to rush out of his chest. The chest gushed out, and a large amount of white mist wrapped around him tightly.

The cool mist made Ruan Ning's frown gradually loosen. The white mist continued to flow out, slowly gathering and wrapping around his body. The white mist became tighter and tighter, making Ruan Ning look like a huge white cocoon from a distance. , and then suddenly, Ruan Ning disappeared into the bedroom wrapped in white mist.

September 9 at 21:4 a.m.

The corridors of the Municipal People's Hospital were full of temporarily placed patients. It was very quiet in the hospital at the moment. Most of the people fell asleep with high fever, and occasionally there were two feeble groans.

Nurse Xiao Zhou was yawning sleepily behind the duty desk. When the head nurse came back from her rounds, it was time for her to take over.

Xiao Zhou patted his cheeks, cheered himself up, and glanced at the sleeping patients in the corridor. More and more patients were infected in the past few days, especially today, the ambulance in the hospital never stopped.

"what!!!!!"

A short scream came from the front ward, and Xiao Zhou suddenly said "!"

It's the head nurse! !

Before she ran over to check the situation, the scene in front of her made the little nurse's delicate face suddenly turn pale.

The patients in the corridor were all awake at this moment, their pale skin was slowly festering at a speed visible to the naked eye under the fluorescent lamp, their nails became sharp and long, their lips were pierced by two canine teeth, and their saliva slowly flowed down.

Their shrunken pupils have no focus, and they coldly "look" at the fresh flesh and blood in front of them, with excited "hoho" sounds from their mouths.

Xiao Zhou stared blankly at the walking dead in front of him, his lips twitched, and couldn't help it anymore, "Ah!!!!!!"

At the same time, the dawn around the world is slowly coming to an end with screams.