[Doomsday] The protagonist does not want to save the world

"I am back."

The key was placed on the shoe cabinet by the door.There was a faint layer of dust on the shoe cabinet.

He frowned and changed his shoes.

The slippers rattled on the ground.Although there is less and less time to go home after work, every piece of furniture in the room is familiar because they have witnessed his growth.

Is no one home?But he went to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of drink.But the peculiar smell emanating from the refrigerator made his brows wrinkle even tighter.

How not to clean up.The family loves cleanliness so much, and everything he came back made him feel that it was out of harmony.

His footsteps stopped at the door of the bedroom, and there was a black stain on the floor of the door.

I really can't stand it anymore!Just at this time, there was a sound in the bedroom. He twisted the handle and accused a little angrily, "Since you are at home, why don't you talk? What's going on at home, as if no one has lived in it for a long time..."

His complaints stopped in mid-air, and the black stain flowed down the bed, splashing the whole room.

There was a corrupt and hopeless smell in the room, and the thin figure who was lowering his head raised his head, making a hissing sound in his throat, and behind him were two corpses that had been picked down to the skeleton.

The figure's face was covered with blood, and under the shocked eyes of the people at the door, he uttered two words hoarsely and slowly:

"...**"

"Oh, really? That sounds like a disaster." Gentle tilted her head and agreed with a slight nod.

It was rare for this subordinate of Sister Jin to be listened to so seriously, and he was a little flustered and embarrassed.

"I'm stupid, but Sister Jin understands better. Since those guys who don't deal with us have supernatural powers, their noses are going to the sky. Didn't you see the way they looked at us, straight in the eyes, just owe us It's like giving them money."

"To be honest, we don't really want you to die. The main reason is that our team really needs a supernatural person. There are eight teams in the silent city base. We were also among the best in the past. As a result, we ended up at the bottom."

"Sister Jin is also thinking about our livelihood. But who knows you, cough, that seventh brother has no powers."

"You talk too much." Sister Jin interrupted him with a cold face.

"Speaking of which, you have been talking about supernatural powers all the time. What is supernatural power?" Wen Rou asked, her voice was always gentle and sincere, completely ignoring their hostility.It seems that they are not enemies in opposing positions, but old friends who are heart-to-heart.

Sister Jin looked at her with her chest in her arms, and snorted through her nose, "Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder and ice, these are advanced abilities, just like the ones in cartoons, where you can create things out of thin air by raising your hand."

"Your Seventh Brother probably has an ordinary power or speed ability, so it's normal if you haven't seen it before."

Her hair is shaved short, and she wears a racerback, consciously reducing the femininity on display.In an all-male team, being elected as the captain was obviously recognized by the rest of the team members.

To some extent, it is more conducive to communicating with each other in the way of male thinking.

Praise from a male point of view is easier to achieve miraculous results than a female point of view.

"Really? From this point of view, you are indeed very powerful. You obviously don't have supernatural powers, but you can lead such a team." Wen Rou's eyes were bent, and she seemed to be admiring. Sister Jin, who was being treated, felt a little uncomfortable.

"Hey, what's the matter. I still have to ask those supernatural beings for help." Sister Jin turned her gaze away, "I have already sent a signal just now. Now I can only find a way to survive and wait for rescue."

There were only 5 people left in their group plus Wen Wen, and the rest were dispersed by the parade.

Although the zombies wearing puppet costumes in the parade will not attack them, the zombies outside the parade are always watching.

In a panic, they broke into an amusement project called the Garden Maze.The labyrinth was built of hedges, and small flowers bloomed on tall green bushes.

At the entrance of the labyrinth, there is a copper notice board with a passage engraved on it:

The king and the dragon fought fiercely for three days and three nights, but both sides suffered losses.They fell into a labyrinth of blood-red flowers, and continued their duel.

left or right?the king asked himself.

left or right?The dragon didn't know the answer either.

The five of them held each other's hands and climbed to the top of the hedge.Fortunately the hedge was thick enough to bear their weight.The complex labyrinth can be seen under the feet.

The "tourist" broke into the maze following the breath of the living, and turned around in the maze.They watched "tourists" walk past with their noses stretched out from under their feet.

Sister Jin took out a bow, some arrows and several water bags containing liquid from her large black bag, which was nearly half her height.

She squinted her eyes halfway, drew the bow, and the muscles on her arms tensed up. Then, with a few swishing sounds, the arrows carrying the water bladder were shot at different directions in the garden maze.

For a while, there was a lot of "people", and the "tourists" who were still wandering nearby rushed to the depths of the maze like a chicken blood.

"This is a blood bag. According to someone selling blood in the field of Silent City, we bought it and made this. It's still very useful." Someone explained to Rou Rou.

However, they were only half relieved in one breath, and raised it again.

Two well-dressed guards stopped in front of them, and they bowed politely, red tassels hanging from their tall hats.

Then he made a gesture of invitation towards the garden.

Will zombies have such a high IQ?Or is it simply manipulated by advanced zombies?

Rou Rou subconsciously looked around, only to find that Sister Jin and the others were gone.And her whole body was replaced from the simplest long-sleeved trousers to a black tutu skirt with a white lace apron and bow.

She touched the top of her head, her long hair was braided and tied with a headdress called a headband.

Things completely exceeded Gentle's expectations, she seemed to fall into Alice's dream, but there were no tall rabbits here, only red-eyed guards.

The guard held out his hand to her.

After thinking for a while, Wen Rou carefully put her hand on the guard's hand, and landed like a swallow from the high hedge.

The hedges grew like crazy until they surrounded the blue sky in a maze.Waiting for Wen Rou to follow the guards to the end of the maze, and saw the king wearing a robe embroidered with gold silk and precious stones.

The exquisite and shining crown was pressed obliquely on the top of the other party's head, and she could see the lips under the mask were pursed in displeasure.

There is a chessboard in front of him.The chessboard is a miniature maze, and even the flowers on the hedge are clearly visible.

"You are here, my maid Alice." A hoarse voice sounded, and the king raised the chess piece and took another step into the maze.

Wen Rou discovered with sharp eyes that the chess piece was actually the shrunken version of Jin Jie.She became only the size of a thumb, her eyes were wide open, and she looked up at the giant-like tenderness.Others, too, had grown to the size of a thumb, and were circling like headless chickens in a maze that was too big for them.

"Yes, my king." Gentle bowed to the king. She did something nondescript, but at least she gave him enough respect in her attitude.

Slender wrists, a voice in a voice-changing period, deliberately pretending to be a character, especially a wicked hobby of a high-ranking character.

In just one glance, she judged enough information, and outlined in her mind the image of a teenage boy—it was surprisingly consistent with the missing person information mentioned by Sister Jin.

Why is he here?What are you going to do to them?Gently suppressed the doubts in his heart. For such a sensitive and self-respecting young man, the best way to deal with it is to respect him on an equal footing, rather than insulting, belittling, or belittling him, triggering a strong reaction from the other party.

He seemed to be enjoying it very much, and the corners of his pursed lips curled up for a moment. "Alice, you are the smartest person here. Tell me, should these chess pieces go left or right?"

In front of the "chess pieces", there are two forks.Rourou looked down from above at this moment, and finally saw the whole picture of the maze clearly.The two forked roads twist and turn, leading to two sculptures respectively.

The sculpture on the left is the king riding on the dragon, and the dragon spreads its wings to find the way out of the maze together.

The sculpture on the right is the king holding on to the sword, and the dragon stretching out its sharp claws, fighting for both sides.

To the left, or to the right?

Gentle and puzzled, from the king's point of view, he must choose to go left.The king cooperates with the dragon, it is better to leave this maze first.But in this way, there is no need to specifically ask questions.

Could it be that--

"Will the cooperation between the king and the dragon affect the chess pieces?" Thinking of this, she asked.

"Of course, because someone is hungry." The king propped his head on one hand and flicked a chess piece in the maze. The man stumbled and ran to the left road.

Then, the sculpture shook, and before the pawn realized what was happening around it, it was torn to pieces by the dragon's claws.

cloud train

The canine teeth pressed against Duanze's throat, sucking and biting as if he hadn't eaten for a long time.

His eyes were very red, and he didn't know the severity of his mouth. He was just a beast controlled by the pure desire to eat.

Duanze showed no mercy. He grabbed the gun at his waist and pressed the trigger.Hearing a bang, i71 was hit on the shoulder and forced to lean back, i71 finally let go.

But Duanze's throat was already dripping with blood, and he was just a little bit close to being bitten into an artery.

Panting in the dark, he touched his neck, and his gaze at i71 became cold.

And what returned to him was a pair of red eyes, looking at him coldly when both sides were hurt.

Duanze had no time to think about why i71 became like this, his nerves were tense, and he calculated his possibility of winning.

Fortunately, the strength of the i71 in this state is much smaller than before, allowing Duanze to have room to fight back.

As the train rumbled down, Duanze suddenly heard the sound of entering the station, and a coal lamp was lit in the distance, and the surrounding environment had changed inadvertently.

Dim yellow lights shrouded the entire platform, and the platform was bustling with people, all wearing retro brown round-brimmed hats and suitcases.

Are there still "tourists" on board?Duanze's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly caught a glimpse of a few dazed faces that didn't fit in among the crowded heads.

——"However, when I see your experimental subject again, I will destroy him." ——This sentence sounded in Duan Ze's mind, and Fu Xingzhi, who was standing at the front of the platform, just happened to look over in surprise.

when--

The last bell rang and the train pulled into the station.The iron gate was opened, and those familiar faces were carried by the "tourists" towards the train.

An excited grunt came from i71's throat.

"How would you choose? S179."

"To the left, or to the right?"

"Arrange food for your precious experimental body, or fight with it to the death?"

The man in a white coat outside the spiritual world looked at the scene in front of him.The cap was closed and the pen was in his pocket. He had already expected the result and didn't intend to spend more on it.

Before the lights fully illuminated the train and the i71 was about to leap, Duanze fired again.

"What's going on!" Fu Xingzhi and his team raised their guns and stepped forward, only to see a black shadow falling down the railroad tracks.

"It's nothing, it's just a zombie." The blood on Duanze's neck became the most convincing proof at this moment.

There was no trace of marks on his face, and no one could tell that there was a beast with a wounded leg under his seat.

Grinding his teeth, i71 was completely irritated by the pain, struggling to get up and tear the prey in front of him.But at this moment, a hand fell in front of his eyes, next to his mouth.

"Eat." Duanze's voice was cold, as if the words didn't come from him at all.

There were blood scabs on the wrist of that hand, without the cover of the long sleeve, it was finally clearly displayed in front of people at this moment.A series of deep and uniform scars, as if a sharp weapon was smoothly drawn across the artery, frantically and restrained.

"You can only eat with your left hand, I still have use for my right hand."

As he said so, he put his fingers on i71's lips.

"Are you hungry?" The man standing at the door had a very dry throat.

"You eat me." He didn't realize what he said until the words came out.He looked at the other party in despair and anticipation, and he didn't even know what he was expecting.

The "person" with blood on the corner of his mouth shrank back timidly, his voice was crying, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I can't control myself, don't kill me, don't kill me, please , **."

His body was trembling, his eyes were full of panic and self-blame, he looked so human, so normal...

The man knelt down on the ground, and the kitchen knife clenched in his hand smashed into the pool of stains.

He hugged this "person" tightly, even though the smell of blood rushed to his face, filling his nostrils, and his whole life afterwards.

"Don't be afraid, you're just sick."

"I'll heal you."

I will bring you food, I will bring you almighty medicine, please, don't make me feel that I am the only one left in this world.