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In the doomsday, will it be the monsters that fall from the sky that will eventually destroy mankind, or the demon seeds buried in people's hearts?¡ª¡ª
"The Seed of Doom Comes" 2019.3.17
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"How is the chassis?" Chu Qianxun said.
"No problem." A man's voice came from under the car.
Chu Qianxun ticked the record card in his hand: "Engine oil? Brake oil?"
After opening the hood of the car, a greasy hand stretched out and made an OK gesture.
"Brake pads?"
A voice came from inside the messily modified off-road vehicle: "It can still be used."
Chu Qianxun made a record, bent down to measure the tire pressure with his own hands, and carefully checked the condition of each tire.
It has been ten years since the apocalypse broke out, and the camp they are in can still rent a car, which is considered very lucky.
The pre-departure inspection cannot be overstated.
When being chased by those monsters, a car with superior performance is likely to save the lives of a group of people.
Chu Qianxun stood up and closed the notebook.
She looked tired, her hands were greasy, and she was skinny.
Long-term hunger and fatigue made her look more than ten years older than she actually was.
Like most people living in this doomsday, she is numb, dull, gray and lifeless.
Most of the survivors of this decade have lived extremely hard, but they want to live more than ever.
In order to survive as long as possible in this monster-infested world, everyone is struggling to survive with all their might.
"I'll just rent this one, Jibo." Chu Qianxun respectfully held up a bag of food, and said to the old man who was sitting on the sidelines flipping through the newspaper.
Yes, newspapers.
In this era when various modern communication facilities have lost their functions, newspapers have once again become one of the important means for human beings to obtain information.
Gilber, who was watching the parking lot, turned over a page of the newspaper without looking up, signaling that he knew.
On the front page of the newspaper, there are several lines of bold characters,
Tragic! City a fell, and the city of thousands of people turned into a graveyard of yellow sand overnight!
The footsteps of Shura, the death knell of mankind!
A man more terrifying than demons¡ªYe Feitian!
Chu Qianxun clicked his tongue in his heart, it was that devil again, how many people did he kill?
Fortunately, City A is far away from here.
"Okay, come out, get in the car and start." She knocked on the wagon back with her hand, indicating that the companions at the bottom of the car can come out.
Silence answered her.
"Ah Wu? Xiao Chen?" Chu Qianxun felt a bad feeling in his heart.
A pool of bright red blood quietly dripped from the ground under the car,
A pair of glowing red eyes appeared in the shadow behind the wheel.
Monster!
Chu Qianxun's pupils contracted, and they bounced back a few meters away.
She clenched her fists suddenly, and the air around her began to compress rapidly, forming two crescent-shaped wind blades.
A sigh-like sound resounded in the night.
That voice seemed to come from the most tender and affectionate woman, with a very wonderful vibrato, speaking in Chu Qianxun's ear,
"Ah, I haven't eaten the meat of a young woman for a long time."
Those blood-red eyes moved from under the car to her side in an instant.
The hairs all over Chu Qianxun's body stood on end.
A strong sense of dread seized her.
I'm done, she thought, it's too strong.
Even though life is so difficult, I really want to be able to live.
This was the last thought that flashed through Chu Qianxun's mind before he died.
***
Human civilization has been destroyed for ten years, and the nights in the camp are usually primitive and silent.
Chu Qianxun had not heard such noises for many years.
The sound of car horns in the distance, the sound of tapping on the keyboard, the girls giggling, the background music in the TV series, and the repeated English words
The small, faint, distant and near sounds mixed together made her sleep very uneasy.
Chu Qianxun opened his eyes at once.
She stood up abruptly, her palmsWith a support along the edge, a beautiful somersault, he fell off the upper bunk and landed firmly.
Supporting the ground with one hand, ready to go with his toes, Chu Qianxun looked around vigilantly.
She was both shocked and suspicious. That small movement just now made her feel the dullness and powerlessness of this body.
Just turning over from a two-story canopy bed, the soles of her feet and the palms of her feet would feel a dull pain.
Chu Qianxun realizes that she is not dead, but she has lost her strength and is in an unfamiliar environment.
This place seems to be a dormitory for girls, with four bunk beds in the room.
The lower floor is a desk, and the upper floor is a sleeping bunk with curtains.
For Chu Qianxun, this room was vaguely familiar.
A disheveled head emerged from a cartoon bed curtain on the top bunk, meeting Chu Qianxun's eyes.
The two stared at each other for a moment.
The head said in Chu Qianxun's very familiar voice: "Chu Qianxun, you are going to die. You suddenly jumped from such a high height, and you want to scare me to death?"
Chu Qianxun remembered that this was her roommate in college, Han Xuan.
However, Han Xuan died ten years ago. Died right in front of Chu Qianxun's eyes.
Chu Qianxun turned her head dully and looked out the window.
The windows of the dormitory are facing the school gate.
There was a lot of traffic on the street outside the door, and the sound of a few horns came in from time to time.
A few boys on bicycles flew past under the willow trees inside the school gate.
Under the tree, there was a couple of unknown origin, holding hands and chatting in a sticky way.
On the desktop in front of the window, the never-closed computer screen was shining with a blue light,
The time is clearly displayed on the screen saver
March 17, 20xx
? Chu Qianxun found himself back before the doomsday happened,
There are still five days until the day when the demon seed will descend.
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