Ancient Gene [End Times]

(A strong high-frequency signal was detected somewhere in the Pacific Ocean this morning, unable to match the signal of any country in the world)

(A strong signal appears in the Pacific Ocean, is it a conspiracy by a terrorist organization or an alien invasion?)

(What effects can high-frequency signals bring? Experts have said this)

(At [-] in the morning, the unknown signal in the Pacific Ocean spread without a target, and the world media paid close attention to it)

"Anzi! Time is running out and there is no time to explain! The world is going to be chaotic! If you hear this message from me, come back quickly! Back to Beijing! I have to go to the laboratory urgently, I don't know when I will come out. Come back quickly ! If there is any accident on the road, go to the soldiers and tell your name! I have already reported your name, and you will definitely be able to come back!"

"Anzi, I'm going to enter the laboratory soon. This is my last message to you. Now, you should prepare as much food and water as you can, and if you have extra, prepare some more medicines and self-defense supplies! Enter Before the laboratory, I only know this, you...must be alive! I will wait for you in Beijing!"

These were the last two voice messages He Siming left for Qin An. Afterwards, no matter how Qin An contacted him, there was no response until the signal in this area completely disappeared.

Qin An once again confirmed that the network signal has not been restored, holding a fire ax in his hand, observing the surrounding situation.

There are mutated animals everywhere, and it has only been six hours since the news headlines hit the hot searches in the morning.

Qin An's throat moved.

This is a commercial street, and places with food and medicines have long been looted, and it is obviously not suitable for leaks at this time.There is still half a bottle of water and a few candies in the backpack. If he can't find food, he won't live long if he is not killed by mutated animals.

"squeak!"

Qin An suddenly turned his head, and a few mutated mice that were one foot long spotted him, running towards him with greedy eyes.

Qin An swung the fire ax twice in his hand, turned around and ran two quick steps, and saw that the door of a barbershop not far away was unlocked, and ran over to close the door in a few steps.

Through the glass door, one can clearly see the rat outside bumping into the glass, looking at Qin An ferociously through the glass.

Qin An shivered, turned his head, and looked at the interior of the hairdressing salon with high nervousness.

The lights inside hadn't even been turned off, and all kinds of hairdressing supplies were scattered on the ground, showing signs of people fleeing in a hurry.

Qin An walked around to make sure there was nothing wrong, pulled out a hair dryer, wrapped the hair dryer cord around the handle of the glass door, and went into the barber shop counter to search.

At this time, no one can control who belongs to whom.Since people have left, what is left behind is the material of the latecomers.

Qin An gets a haircut at the barber shop every month. He knows that a barber shop of some scale like this will prepare some water or snacks in the shop.

Sure enough, under the counter, there were three two-liter bottles of Coke and several bottles of mineral water.In the small cabinet below, there are some fruits and biscuits.

Qin An unloaded his hiking bag and put all the biscuits in it, and then put in two bottles of mineral water.Put the fruit into the pocket of the clothes as much as possible, and stuffed two in his mouth.

I didn't feel anything just now, but at this moment, I just feel hungry and trembling all over.

There was a bottle of Coke opened, Qin An unscrewed it and took two gulps for himself.This package is too big to take away.But it would be good for him to drink some high-calorie drinks right now.

After eating two biscuits to soothe his rebellious stomach, Qin An continued to search for things he needed.

He has a limited ability to bear weight, and he has to save his strength to escape, so he still has some sense.

There are a lot of things in the drawer, but it is a bit messy.Qin An hurt his finger while rummaging through it, so he wrapped it in a tissue on the counter.

There is a charging treasure, only the size of a matchbox, which is useful.Take the pen and paper, roll them up and put them in a small bag, not to mention anything else, it’s not bad to keep them for writing a suicide note.

A couple of Band-Aids will come in handy.A small bottle of alcohol, unfortunately 95% alcohol, looks like it should be used for cleaning tools such as scissors.

A box of lighters and a box of cigarettes. It might be useful to keep the lighters. Qin An doesn't smoke, but after thinking about it, he decided to take the cigarettes away.It is also good to use it as a signal at night.

A small packet of hand cream in my pocket.Holding the ax all the time, the hands show signs of cracking.At this time, it is not a good thing to have a crack on your hand, and it doesn't matter if you throw it away if it gets in the way in the future.

That's about all you'll find in a counter drawer.

Qin An looked through the drawers in front of each mirror again. This was the personal drawer of the hair stylist, and got a few more biscuits and some snacks.

The biscuits are packed, and the snacks are eaten in a few bites.This thing takes up space, but it's good to eat now to replenish calories.

Going in with an axe, he found the hair washing room. After making sure that there were no people or mutated animals, Qin An closed the small door, turned on the faucet and got hot water. He washed his face well, and looked at the hair in the mirror. It was as if he had just come alive.

Qin An is here to travel.When I just graduated from university, my work has been unsatisfactory.Fortunately, there are three apartments in Beijing, and the monthly rent is a considerable income.He simply took the money to travel around, and now he is in Tibet.

He Siming is his tenant and his best buddy.He is studying in the Department of Paleontology of Peking University. This is the fifth year of his combined master and doctor degree. He had good grades before and is about to graduate.

Qin An came to Tibet because a new fossil pit had just been discovered here.When he came, he wanted to go back and bring some fossils to He Siming as a gift, but when he arrived here, before he had time to adapt to the altitude sickness, mutated animals appeared.

Whether he can go back alive, Qin An himself is not sure.

Just an hour ago, he watched a cat more than one and a half meters long bite off a woman's throat alive.Qin An will never forget the color of that blood.

Just as he was about to take a break in the shampoo room, the overhead light suddenly went out.

Qin An's hairs stood on end, he quickly walked to the door, turned his back to the door and looked into the room, clenched the fire ax in his hand, widened his eyes and tried to adapt to the dark environment.

It was so stiff for nearly 2 minutes. It was not until his eyes hurt that Qin An got used to the darkness in the room, relaxed a little, and slowly turned his head to go out.

suddenly!

On the window of the small door, a bloody face was reflected.

No lips, half a face without skin.

I can't tell whether it's bones or teeth, mixed with minced meat and sticking to the small window.

"what!"

Qin An took two steps back, his eyes widening.

The face fell slowly and finally disappeared.The bloodstains on the small window told Qin An that this was not a dream.

Qin An's breathing stopped suddenly, and his spirit began to slacken.

He shook his head vigorously twice, still unable to suppress the fear in his heart, he simply raised his hand and bit his wrist hard.

His mouth was full of blood, and he finally regained a little consciousness. He took a breath and felt the lung ducts hurt like a knife.

hell.

This must be hell.

Qin An stepped back, hit the wall directly, slid to the ground, and hugged himself for a while.

With trembling hands, he took out the phone, opened the communication message with He Siming, and listened to the last voice message He Siming sent him again.

I really want to talk to him again, even just one sentence.

If he had become like that, surely no one would recognize him.

Can't die!Get out of this hell!

He Siming hasn't paid this month's rent yet.

Qin An wiped his face and his hands were wet.

Standing up against the wall, my stomach was churning, I turned around and vomited all over the corner of the wall, vomiting out everything I just ate.

Qin An turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, looked around vigilantly, and made sure that there was no problem. He took off the backpack and took out the water left before, took a few sips to make himself more comfortable, opened a pack of biscuits, and ate it in small bites.

At this time, the light of the mobile phone goes out again, which is a normal reaction of the mobile phone to protect the flash.

After the fright, in fact, it is not so scary when it slows down.

Although Qin An was not very courageous, he was not someone who could be intimidated.

Turn on the phone flash again, walk to the door and squint to look out the window.Seeing that there was nothing wrong with it, Qin An lowered his eyes and looked down a little bit.

The instant he saw it clearly, he took a deep breath.A few mice were gnawing on the woman they saw just now.

The woman's fingers were still moving, but the pool of blood on the ground told Qin An that she couldn't survive.

Look to the right, there should be the stairs going upstairs, and a bloodstain is coming from there.

This woman should have been hiding on it, or she was bitten at the beginning and couldn't make a sound.After Qin An came in, there was movement, so she ran to seek help, but it was too late.

Qin An made careful preparations, clenched the fire ax in his hand, and slowly pushed the door open a little.

The mice sensed movement by the door, and all raised their heads to look this way vigilantly.Qin An didn't move, some mice couldn't help poking over, intending to come in through the door, Qin An raised the ax and chopped off the heads of the mice.

One was hacked to death, but stimulated the other mice.They seemed to be ignorant of fear, smelling the smell of strangers here, and all gathered here.

Qin An grabbed the doorknob with one hand, so that only one mouse could pass through the door at a time. Whenever a mouse came over, he swung his ax to kill it.

A total of six were hacked to death, and then there was no movement.

Qin An closed the door, looked out through the window, and made sure that there were no mice in the hairdressing salon, then opened the door again and walked out of the house.

He can't stay here forever, he has to go to the army, he has to go back to Beijing.

In this way, Qin An didn't dare to take it lightly anymore, and walked a few steps to the door of the glass door, only to find that the mice were trying to bite open the glass door.

Some shards of glass had been bitten off outside, and the glass cut the mouths of the mice, but they still couldn't break their determination to come in.

Qin An went over to untie the hair dryer cord tied to the doorknob.According to the method just now, open a slit and hack the mice trying to come in one by one.

He also discovered the pattern, this group of mice seemed to have no brains, just desperately wanting to eat people, let alone strategy, they would not even dodge when faced with an ax that was cut down.

Could it be that he has grown bigger and his brain has degenerated?