After the global recovery I crossed

Lin Xingtao was brought back home by the girl Helen. It was an ordinary rental house with simple decoration in the 90s of the last century. The fabric sofa was cold and there was a big mouse-like black cat curled up on the armrest.

He stood in front of the TV and watched TV. There were only two or three channels, all of which were broadcasting news.

It was still raining heavily outside the house, a puddle of rainwater seeped from the gap between the floral curtains and the edge of the floor, and the air was filled with the smell of damp and scrambled eggs.

A butterfly squeezed in through the gap of the slightly open window, and the black cat moved its ears keenly, and patted the butterfly under the soft pad.

Lin Xingtao bent down and inserted his fingers into the black cat's slightly damp hair, and the black cat let go of the butterfly with a trembling.Butterflies circled his tall nose, fluttered their wings, and sprinkled golden powder.

The butterfly flew out of the window, but this time it was not wet by the rain, but drew a small whirlwind of white in the silver lines.

After a while, a red notice rolled across the TV screen: Tornado warning in western Aozhou, please take shelter underground.Meanwhile, experts in the news columns are arguing fiercely over the pre-approval of human clinical trials in Sabah.

"Do you eat?" In the piercing voice, the girl's crisp question was like the spots of light scattered by butterflies in the dark sky.

Lin Xingtao took the bowl, didn't eat it, but handed it to the black cat, and the black cat leaned on his wrist and buried its head in the bowl.

"Meow~"

Helen sat on the armrest on the other side of the sofa and ate fried rice with eggs.

While eating, she peeked at Lin Xingtao.

The rain seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, hitting the canopy downstairs, poking through it like a sharp needle, "clank" like a violin sonata.

"I thought you wouldn't let a little girl cook by herself," said Helen. "You're like my sister."

"My sister would be happy if she knew that I brought home a handsome man who didn't seem to be short of money. But I haven't seen her for a long time, and I dare not go to the psychological comfort center alone, sister Maybe there."

She noticed the change in Lin Xingtao's expression, but unfortunately she didn't see anything, so she could only say: "I was wrong, you are not human, you are Satan, but I am not afraid of you."

She thought of something, ran to the bedroom and changed into a black dress and dragged a box out, and found a book with a black cover from the box full of eyes: "This is something from my sister's friend's brother in the drama club— —Yes, this sentence."

She raised her chin, pointed to the ceiling with one hand, and said in a high-pitched voice: "I will ascend to the sky, I will lift up my throne above the gods, and I will be equal to the Supreme One, not the morning star under the sky."

Lin Xingtao took the bowl away from the black cat and gave him a round of applause.

The girl smiled happily, and walked around the room with a book in her hand, saying, "I have a dream. I want to be on the Broadway stage and become a much-anticipated female star."

Lin Xingtao got up, and the black cat nimbly jumped onto his shoulder to sit firmly. He turned off the lights in the room and said, "Take this country as Broadway, how about I play Satan."

Hearing the word "acting", Helen showed an expression that sure you are a fake and a real Satan can't touch a cat, and said, "Then what about me."

"You play Death. Let's go find your sister."

Helen let out an "ah", and seeing Lin Xingtao opened the door, she quickly grabbed Yingu's umbrella.

There was a sudden darkness in front of her eyes, but it was Lin Xingtao who put a mask on her face from the box.A silver-gray mask like a bird's beak, with two cylindrical glass masks for the eyes, and a long sharp beak like a crow pecking at death.There is a line of small characters crookedly engraved on the edge of the mask: dedicated to death\God.

It was too big for Helen, and she adjusted her hair to hold it in place.Handing the umbrella to Lin Xingtao, her gaze stayed on the dressing mirror at the door.

Under the dim light, the boundaries between black and black are strangely distinct, and the god of death, Satan, and so on appear coolly.

"Cool!!!" Helen shouted excitedly.

When they walked out of the house, Lin Xingtao opened the umbrella under the rain curtain, and the silver needles floated out and landed one millimeter above the girl's shoe, disappearing invisible.

He raised the black umbrella over his head, leaving the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere in the rental house, and stepped into the turbulent city under the heavy rain.

-

[You have successfully destroyed the results of a medical team, and the progress of the antidote has dropped to 74%. ]

There is no antidote for SUA-[-], the so-called antidote is just to dissolve a camouflaged form it shows.

Wang Xichen commanded the mobile task force to reload ammunition.

The doctors who couldn't help but staggered out of the cellar where they were hiding looked at the mess with a broken heart, and asked sharply: "Aren't you human beings, why did you do such a thing?!"

Wang Xichen moved his fingers, and instantly hundreds of black muzzles were aimed at the doctors. The high-tech coats of the task force reflected the same coldness on their faces as the muzzles of the guns.

The atmosphere also froze, and Wang Xichen untimely took out a cigarette from his breast pocket and lit a cluster of flames.

The moment the flame came on, the doctors almost thought it was the sparks from the muzzle of the gun, and they all took a step back in fright.

Looking at the frightened doctors, Wang Xichen smiled with his lips curled up. He held the cigarette between his index finger and middle finger, and there was a cold look in his eyes that was common to others but not common to Zhao Lue. Soon, this coldness The look dissipated in the impeccable smile of the young master of the Wang family.

He pressed down his fingers, like when he was playing the violin on the stage when he was young, and drew the bow for the last time. The judges were waiting in line to applaud appropriately.

He thought about what Lin Xingtao said to him before he came to this world... In fact, it was nothing, just let him destroy the antidote like Wen Qin and the others.

So he added a bit of drama to himself, saying to the doctors before the task force who took back the guns: "It seems that you haven't found the man who seduced Vivienne. If you find him, then you will find out that you are now The antidote made can be invalid at any time."

The doctors were taken aback.

"You guessed that Vivienne was not the first infected person, but that man. I have to tell you that your guess is right."

"I need to tell you more that the virus you call an apple was just an apple that fulfilled people's wishes in the beginning, and it was not contagious and harmless." He made up a lie that seemed to be true, "but that middle-aged man—Tom , an idle motorcycle gang, complaining all day why the damn world is not destroyed, so his wish came true. Apple has become the [Apple] that is now causing world chaos."

He put the cigarette in his mouth, as always, there was dry adhesion between his lips and the cigarette.

At this moment, it suddenly rained in the sky.

This time it was his turn to be taken aback.

The cool rain quickly extinguished the fluttering flames, and a trace of scorching hot water flowed to Wang Xichen's lips along the upturned cigarette.

Wang Xichen pursed the corners of his moist lips, and suddenly understood why Lin Xingtao asked him to bring an umbrella from the Foundation before he left.

He didn't hold an umbrella, but the rain just extinguished the light of his cigarette and soothed his dry lips, and he didn't get caught in the rain.

He smiled sincerely, and continued to say to the doctors: "Believe me, your antidote will actually strengthen [Apple's] drug resistance, making its genes more heterozygous and full of variability. After all, you are not targeting it itself." , but just a worm-like variant of it, just as deworming apples only makes them grow better."

"...so the real cure needs to be found in Tom?" asked one of the lead doctors, "so who are you?"

Wang Xichen reached out to them and introduced himself: "Plague Company, a secret enterprise dedicated to life engineering, covering high-tech industries such as medicine and medical hardware, has secretly observed the development of this matter as early as the Vivienne incident and made To deal with it, we are the umbrella unit. You are right, we are all human beings, who will destroy our own race? We are willing to hold up an umbrella for human beings under the heavy rain.”

The doctor seemed to be touched, and replied: "In fact, we didn't find Tom, but we found Lily, that Vivienne's friend, who is nearby."

-

The road from the rental house to the psychological comfort center is full of people struggling to keep their eyes open in the rain.

There was a long queue of traffic jams at the intersection, and some people got out of the car, venting their anxiety and panic about the doomsday atmosphere.

And some people who listened to the weather forecast and thought there might be a problem with the heavy rain also got out of the car to check the situation. The rain actually passed through the roof and dripped rain from the inside of the roof.

This rain seems to be able to penetrate all obstacles, except for human skin - the rain turns from sharp to gentle when it touches human skin, and it won't make people feel like it's mixed into the blood.

A female white-collar worker whose makeup was smeared by the rain was protecting her bag and scolded her subordinates: "This is an investor's property, why don't you come over and block it!"

The subordinate protected other things, saying: "How can a person protect so many things, unless the human skin can be peeled off—"

The sound stopped abruptly, and the surroundings became silent.

The subordinate broke out in a cold sweat. He felt that he must have been bewitched by [Apple], otherwise how could he say such terrible words.

He waited stiffly for a while, and then he breathed a sigh of relief when nothing happened.Well, he is not an infected person.

The others also relaxed, thinking in their hearts that it is true that the news said that [Apple] has reduced the lethality, even if the infected person does not need to worry too much, otherwise, a few people might have an accident a month ago .

"Oh, I don't want to get in the rain, how can I see customers when I'm wet." A male manager complained a little, and the change suddenly occurred.

[Gene selection achieved: dry skin. ]

[Ability evolution: sterile environment. ]

[Symptom evolution: α-type external changes. ]

[Symptoms automatically mutate: lack of water barrier. ]

Under people's gaze, the male manager's rain-stained skin faded away like small squares of pixels, revealing the scarlet muscles underneath.

In just a few breaths, he turned into a scarlet human body without skin, and the eyeballs without eyelids shivered abruptly.

And the effect is also obvious, the rain can no longer touch his body, and naturally it can't touch his non-existent skin.

He left wet red footprints on the ground in horror, and shouted: "I just came out of the psychiatrist, I am not infected." He is not an infected person, otherwise how could he express his thoughts so carelessly.

A person reminded him in a low voice: "Don't leave, the water in your body is losing..."

After a person loses their skin, they quickly die from dehydration and bacterial infection.

It was raining heavily in the morning, but the male manager did not die from a bacterial infection, but died from lack of water. This was even the result of his own prayer, he did not want to be exposed to the rain.

These healthy people living close to the psychological center are finally feeling the desperation of people with outbreaks elsewhere.

At this time, two special people passed through the still crowd, and people naturally looked over.

——A young man in a black windbreaker, holding an umbrella, tall and straight, unable to see his face clearly, the black cat is squatting on his shoulder and licking its paw.The girl in the black dress was under the umbrella, reaching only to his waist, her short hair was surrounded by a bird's beak mask to create an angelic halo, and she was also faceless, holding a large tome in her hand.

An unspeakable weirdness.

"He is the devil, the ancient serpent, Satan, who deceives the world." The girl sang a sentence from the "Bible" in a mellow tone.

The young man then went on to read: "He fell to the ground, together with his angel, God said, it was like a bolt of lightning."

People unconsciously looked up to the sky, there were no falling angels, no lightning, only torrential rain.

The young man's voice changed, as if reminding everyone: "This rain can infect normal people."

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes widened.

And when they just had the slightest thought of staying out of the rain, Genetic Choice seized the opportunity.

Lin Xingtao and Helen walked by slowly, bit by bit, there were more red people beside them.

Instead of walking on the road, they seem to be walking through a creepy art gallery full of red sculptures.

"Water, water, water!" Someone screamed, and gradually shrank by Helen's side.

Helen was a little dazed: "Can't they get caught in the rain?" She looked up, only to realize that she hadn't been caught in the rain either.

Lin Xingtao protected her with an umbrella.

She half understood, and after a while she stood on tiptoe to grab the handle of the umbrella, and said, "Give them the umbrella, and they won't be exposed to the rain, and they won't have to shed their skin!"

She took the umbrella smoothly, and stopped suddenly when she was running towards the people, looking at Lin Xingtao in the rain uneasily.

She asked, "Can I save them... Mr. Satan?"

The person closest to her felt hopeful, but when she heard this address, she scrambled away from Lin Xingtao's side.

People's fearful and suspicious gazes also shot at Helen.

Lin Xingtao laughed and answered her: "I am Satan. Satan is very bad and cannot save people."

Helen took a step back and said, "But I'm a doctor—I know, this mask is the mask of a plague doctor. They were in the Middle Ages, and they were the closest to the god of death. Are you still the god of death?"

"Is Satan the god of death?" Lin Xingtao asked back.

Helen thought for a long time, until Lin Xingtao told her: "Don't think about it, they are dead."

She turned back in fear, only to see an empty intersection.

The pictures that stimulated the nerves of the retina seemed to be gently erased.

—was destroyed.

After a long time, Helen put the umbrella back into Lin Xingtao's hanging palm, and said, "I'm not afraid of you, you are very gentle."

The author has something to say: Naia: Are you the anime hero of Asashi?

Lin Xingtao: He is the son of the weather who controls the rain, ah, the father of the weather.

Ji Shun: Obviously I am calling the rain...