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

I don't know how long it took before the wetness that bound Duanze left.When Duanze woke up, the young researcher was taking off the patches for him, while the older researcher was reporting loudly to the phone.

"The experimental subject has successfully passed the 38th round of adaptive simulation, and the radiation fluctuations that can be tolerated have been raised to level 8."

Duanze was stunned, and looked at the newly drawn chart, the curve on it was different from the violent fluctuations in the past, but smooth and tranquil.

No, the experiment failed.Someone replaced Duanze to participate in the 38th round of adaptive training.The pollution produced in the 37th round was also taken away, and those ubiquitous illusions disappeared completely.For the first time, Duanze no longer sees the i71.

If he was still a little uncertain before, he has completely locked the direction now.

What a stupid and naive experimental subject.Even at this point, I haven't forgotten to be jealous.

Duanze rejected the 39th round of adaptive simulation, and said to the senior researcher, "Give me the phone, I have something to report."

"Has he let go?" the person opposite Yan Su asked.

The man was thin and thin, and compared to General Yan, he was like a young beast confronting a fierce tiger, but Yan Su, who has always been courageous, rarely restrained his momentum, and said in a deep voice, "He agreed."

If possible, Yan Su didn't want to cooperate with any researcher.Especially Duan Ze.

He only learned now that Xishan City and Yongdu City were only part of Duanze's control. He could have controlled more, but for some reason, he gave up his base after Yongdu City.

Isn't it fun to break off your own claws and pretend to be a harmless cat?

"Why don't you use nuclear weapons?" Yan Su said.The base headquarters has always adopted a policy of iron and blood. Once the energy response in a certain area exceeds the warning value, it will launch missiles to destroy it.However, such a policy can still be implemented internally, but it is restricted everywhere externally.

"Who knows whether the person holding the launch button on the other side is a human or an infected body?" the man asked. "Our Ministry of Foreign Affairs is very busy, and the base needs to do more."

"By the way, someone has come to contact us."

"Such people really exist?" Yan Su said in a deep voice.

"An old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, heh." The other party smiled inexplicably, "I don't want to believe it, but he is indeed real."

"Also, the only thing we can believe is that his identification was in 1732. The T-virus hadn't been excavated at that time."

Being able to live for hundreds of years without the T virus in the world shows that this person is not infected with the T virus, and he is indeed capable.No matter what his attitude towards human beings, as long as he is the enemy of the enemy, he is a friend.

"By the way, he asked us to call him Yuelao."

The second voyage is coming soon.Before going to sea, the mission objective is revealed in front of everyone:

Detection level: Exceeded the upper limit of the detector (the upper limit is level9)

Detection location: Arctic Ocean

Detectability: unknown

Description: In October, 10 members of the special operations team lost contact after going to the island. On the seventh day after losing contact, 30 members returned. After testing, there was no abnormality, but they could not recall what happened within the seven days.The communication and video equipment carried were all destroyed.Returning team members have been closely monitored.

"Exceeding the upper limit refers to level 10?" Zhang Yifan asked in a low voice, he still had a glimmer of hope, "Or level 9.5?"

"Anyway, you can't beat level 4." There was a sneer from the side.It is a high-level T-virus infected body that was arrested and returned.He was chewing something in his mouth, but he blatantly ate it below at this time.

He glanced at Zhang Yifan, "Why, do you want one?"

"What is this?" Zhang Yifan smelled very sweet, but froze when he saw the sign of the S1 base above. "I do not need."

He sneered, showing sharp teeth and blood froth while chewing. "Then you will always be your level 4."

Others protested, "Previously all level 9 was given to that guy called i71! We didn't get any of it! Why should we send missions to us now!"

"This is different from what I said before!"

Zhang Yifan has never been in close contact with these advanced T-virus infected bodies that are said to be arrested from various places. Now he is in it, feeling the coercion they unintentionally or intentionally radiate, and even looking at them covetously. For the first time, he clearly felt to the gap between themselves and them.

He originally thought that they would be dissatisfied because they were going to die, but what they were dissatisfied with was not being able to enjoy the fruits of their not being afraid of death.

The person who just talked to Zhang Yifan had a shaved scar on his scalp, and he looked no different from the gangsters on the street.Unexpectedly, he didn't join in, but just sneered while chewing the so-called "snacks".

Sure enough, he is a liar, Hei Pi thought casually, thinking that he could continue to follow Seventh Brother here.In the end, it seemed that Seventh Brother and the so-called base headquarters did not agree.After waiting patiently for so long, there was no one in sight.

Anyone who wants to take advantage of Seventh Brother, let them destroy it.Just like when he blew up the shelter of the peace base and destroyed the power grid of the peace base.

He and Seventh Brother are the same kind of people.Brother Seven would never blame him.

"Open the shackles, idiot." Zhang Yifan suddenly heard the person next to him talking, but when he turned around, he found that the other person didn't even open his mouth.

"Look at what I do, hurry up. There are the most human beings at this time, and we won't be able to catch up if it's too late."

Whispering voices also came at the same time, which was incompatible with the righteous indignation atmosphere.

They are so angry on the surface, but in their minds, the communication in the field that humans cannot listen to is so calm and cruel.

"The one closest to the broadcasting station will attack the broadcasting station first. Within 5 minutes, all the humans on the scene must be controlled."

"The i71 is gone, and there is no one inside the base who can suppress us. If you are more courageous, let's attack more quickly."

"Everyone understands how to destroy the shackles. If you don't understand, teach each other."

The same newly arrested high-level T-virus infected body asked, "How can I trust you if someone attacks the low-level ones?"

The person who spoke first sneered, "It's agreed for 5 minutes, and everyone will help each other in 5 minutes to grab more. After 5 minutes, each will use his own ability."

Being a prey or a hunter depends on one's ability.

Zhang Yifan couldn't help taking a step back. He always thought that these T-virus infected bodies were fighting on their own, but unexpectedly they had developed a sense of cooperation.

But Gou Mingyi, Qiu Ye, Fu Xingzhi, and Jin Jiao are all in this channel. Such a plan must not have been formed overnight, but they never mentioned it.

Yan Su's voice sounded on the broadcast, "You are now a team." His words were full of disappointment with the team, "But they are scattered like this, which is fatal on the battlefield."

"Three." Countless voices were superimposed, and they were counting down.

"i71 is still performing special missions, and this time a new commander has been replaced."

"Two." No one cared about the so-called new commander. The highest-level experimental subjects at the base headquarters had already joined their ranks of resistance, and there was no one who could suppress them.

That hand took over the microphone, and it smelled like a weak human being.

"one--"

But the expected chaos did not happen. Everyone stared at the tall human in astonishment. He was weak, but this human had a face of i71.

"No... no way? Without i71, just find his clone? You are too poor." After a moment of silence, whistles and boos continued.These T-virus infected bodies did not participate in the trial court, and most people did not know Duan Ze.

"Don't talk about big things, what can you give us! If you keep working here for nothing, then we are going to revolt."

The countdown started again, and someone complained, "I was shocked, I thought i71 was back."

"Let's do it again, cut, it's really disappointing, so many people dare not go up alone."

"three."

"I'm a researcher at S179 base, Duanze." A cold voice came through the radio.

"Two." Researcher?Not a clone?But with such a face, could it be that he is a researcher of i71? !

"If there is anything I can give you," Duanze seemed to chuckle, "it should be said that I can give you whatever you want."

"Satisfaction of appetite, improvement of ability, and even the method of quick upgrade, i71 has already shown you. You can get them all."

Yan Su was shocked, this was different from what he said!This time, the human beings on the stage began to talk, but the T-virus infected bodies in the audience stopped counting at some point, and looked at him with bright eyes.

Duan Ze became different.

Rou Rou looked at him from below the stage.To be honest, the group at the Xishan base are always worried that there is still some estrangement between themselves and Duanze, but in fact, Rourou knows that Duanze has never taken her to heart.

Rather than saying that he is an unreasonable, high god, or a cruel and ruthless criminal, it is better to say that he is a flower waiting to die without establishing an emotional connection with anyone.

i71 may have felt it with his beast-like intuition, but no matter how hard he tried to stop it, the flower withered like this.

And now, for some unknown reason, he finally unleashed all its aggressiveness.

He should be so aggressive because he already has enough chips, just like what Yan Su and even everyone in the base feared.

"Don't let him continue!" The people who realized this were stopped in the audience, and the advanced zombie who stopped them cracked a smile.

"It's very interesting for us to hear, don't disturb everyone's interest."

"You should be aware that the abilities appreciated by different people are very different. Those who can advance to high levels only by virtue of their abilities are called the chosen ones."

"But I think a more reasonable title is "Lucky One". Distinguishing between strong and weak because of the type of ability is not true strength."

"This is also the reason why the base has clearly copied the "excellent" ability, but the level has been unable to improve."

"Because there is too little food for us!" Someone shouted, "The cloned food provided by the S1 base can't fill our stomachs at all!"

The person next to him covered his mouth, "Stop arguing, I don't want to hear it, I think I still want to hear it!" The base headquarters will not waste energy talking to them, this is the first time they know their abilities from a theoretical perspective.

Duan Ze stared at the clamorer, with a subtle smile on his face, "Actually, your abilities are related to your imagination."

"About how to enhance imagination, you can find the answer in 13 shelves on the 27th floor of the reading room."

"As for the food just mentioned, your electronic shackles will be removed after this trip to sea."

All the plans under the turbulent tide have stopped, because the freedom they have planned so hard is already at their fingertips.

"But you need to restrain your appetite, because there will be a human on the whole ship." Duan Ze swept those malicious eyes.

"Again, only I can confirm whether your answers are correct."

The librarian in the reading room was also listening to the radio, and he staggered towards the densely packed bookshelves.Although the situation is tense now, many people are still flipping through the most cutting-edge paper books, and these books are turned upside down-this is the only way to obtain knowledge when the network is paralyzed.

He muttered, and found 13 planes on the 27th floor.

"I just said, I remember correctly?" The librarian helped his reading glasses, and he brushed off the thick dust on this shelf, "Isn't this shelf a fairy tale book?"

Long, long ago, there was a little match that lived in the winter in the north.

The heavy snow covered everything, so that it could only curl up in the cave and breathe for warmth.It's too cold, how can I get warmer?It remembered that it had heard a story, and the story said——

Long, long ago, there was a little match girl.She lit a match in the cold winter.The match warmed her, and in the beating firelight, she saw her relatives, food, and everything she could yearn for in this cold season.

Again and again she struck matches, and again and again she watched hope ignite.

"But I'm just a little match." The little match said to itself. "No little girl to polish me, no matchbox to polish me."

It was really too cold, it thought and thought and thought, and finally came up with a way.He broke himself in two and rubbed against each other in the snow.

Soon he saw the dancing flames.

Little Match said happily, "Now I can make a wish."

It rolled in a circle in the cave, its soft limbs retracting from each place, and it became a small ball.There are a lot of matches scattered on the ground. According to the story, it can grant many wishes.

But the cold made all the matches damp, and it rubbed many matches together, but they couldn't ignite anyway.

"Crack!" He complained angrily, and his huge body slammed into the cave hard.The snow fell down one after another, covering all the matches.

And at this moment, the hunter's footsteps came from outside the cave.He was dressed in fur clothes, with scars on his wrists, and a stern look.

It hid itself, not wanting to be seen by hunters.It knows that the hunter is also here to make a wish.

"Where do you get so many matches?" the hunter whispered, as if asking.But there is only it and him.It hid itself even deeper, retracting into a crevice in the cave.

The hunter struck a match.

It will not light, it thought, the match did not light.Without fire, you cannot make a wish.His wish will not come true.

But the hunter began to make a wish, and he didn't seem to realize that his match was not shining.

"I want to see you, Your Excellency the Sea God." The hunter's voice was as beautiful as the strings of a violin. "Please answer my little wish."

The wind and snow kept blowing, and no one responded to his wish.Because his match didn't light at all.But the hunter has been waiting patiently, waiting, as if he really believed that the sea god would appear.

Its tentacles moved out quietly, a little restlessly.Don't wait, there is no Lord Poseidon.You didn't even light a match.

But the wind and snow were too strong, so it came out anyway, hiding in the shadows, and whispered softly.

A smile appeared on the hunter's face, almost scalding it, "I finally see you, Your Excellency the Sea God."

It hid all the matches behind it, and made up its mind that the hunter would never see a match that could be ignited again.

"whisper."

It woke up from the dream, slurring its mouth, a little regretful.It was so windy and snowy outside that it could only shrink in such a cave.It was the safest place in the world it could find.

Whenever night falls, many eyes will appear in the sky.It hides itself in the crevice of the rock, letting those probing eyes sweep over it.And those eyes still don't give up, and will arrange many strange creatures to go ashore on the starless night.

It boredly counted the eyes in the sky, thinking about the blurred face of the hunter in the dream.It can no longer remember this dream.It's just that the warm feeling still exists. He probably lit a lot of matches.

But in fact, the cold makes all the matches damp, and it can't light a match no matter how hard it rubs.

It shrank in the crevice of the rock and thought, what should I do?A match won't light, it won't make a wish.

Then there is no way to make a wish to make the hunter in the dream appear.

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