Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 Hurry up, Huai Shi.

　　 Hurry up, otherwise, everything will be too late.

　　 Huaishi panted, holding the iron pick in the darkness under the moonlight.

　　 tried his best to shovel the dirt under his feet, sweating, but he didn't dare to stop, pulled by invisible fear, unable to stop.

　　 The shadow behind him swelled in the moonlight, grinning silently.

　　 looks like overlooking, staring at him throwing away the soil, sinking a little bit, as if digging a grave.

　　 Until his shovel slammed on something invisible, sparks flew.

　　 Huai Shi was stunned, stretched out a trembling hand, pushed aside the soil, and saw the already cold iron and stone heart. Under the soil, someone chuckled softly.

　　 So mocking.

　　 When Huai Shi retreated in horror, a hand stretched out from the self-dug tomb and suddenly squeezed his wrist. Amidst the mud and dust, his own face emerged, raised his head and smiled at him:

　　 "Huai Shi, what are you looking for?"

　　 Darkness strikes.

　　 The heavy rain came, and the roar of the train came from a distance, and the cemetery was all clear.

Huai Shi stood in front of the tombstone, gazing at the photo of grandfather on the tombstone, and heard the quarreling behind him, a man and a woman, hysterical, impatient, arguing with each other, as if pushing the world’s mistakes to each other .

　　 Even if the funeral is not over yet.

　　 锱zhuo Bibi is discussing the distribution of each inheritance.

　　 When Huai Shi finally mustered up the courage, turning around, the voice disappeared without a trace.

　　 There are only two skeletons nestled in the thin rain, and dark eyes are quietly looking at him.

　　 Huaishi's eyes went dark, and she covered her face tiredly, but suddenly a voice of ridicule sounded again from all around.

　　 In the gap after class, the boys surrounded him, laughing jokingly, pushing and kicking, looking at the wooden man with his head down, expecting his uncontrollable resistance.

　　 "He is a thief! He has been here several times!" An impatient middle-aged woman pulled his collar and pulled out the things in his hand: "You lie to me, where did you get the money to buy things!"

　　 The collar suddenly grew teeth and ate him from the inside. He opened his eyes and saw the world scrolling and shrinking, everyone convulsed, and the skin cracked like a lotus.

　　 The plasma surged in the lotus, swallowing him.

　　……

　　Nightmare, endless nightmare.

　　 In the endless gloom, Huaishi felt as if there were invisible tentacles wrapping him a little bit, shrinking, pulling, and layering, causing him to fall toward the deepest part of the quagmire.

　　Relive all the pain.

　　 never ends.

　　 Huaishi stared at everything calmly, without saying a word from beginning to end.

　　 wait quietly.

　　 Until I once again returned to the barren world, among the decadent mountains and forests, I saw the haggard man riding on a horse again.

　　 Wander aimlessly.

　　 But this time, there are countless more stumbling figures on his horse queen.

　　 is like a walking dead.

　　 numbly moving forward, there is no light in the empty pupils, just full of shadow and pain.

　　 With that person, he turned his head and looked at Huai Shi.

　　 Once again, humble plea.

　　 "Please, mourn for him..."

　　 That hoarse prayer resounded like thunder, resounding from the depths of the soul again, and it reverberated continuously, filling every corner and will, and he didn't allow him to think and refute any more.

　　 Huaishi closed his eyes.

　　 Deep, deep, taking a breath.

　　 Seriously and solemnly.

　　 answered.

　　 is like the wild king detective Conan in the comics. When he was lost in the night, he encountered a former villain organization researcher who was also injected with muscle-building agents and turned into a giant by the villain.

　　 snarled at each other a long distance:

　　 "——Sorry you!"

　　In an instant, he violently broke free from the shackles of dreams, clenched his fists, and tried his best to smash an angry punch on the opponent's face.

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　　 At that moment, the weak dreams fell apart under the crow's eyes, and Huai Shi woke up from the long nightmare.

　　 Panting violently.

　　 I only heard the sound of wheels turning.

　　 In this brief trance, he felt his body sway slightly, as if sitting on a carriage, but he didn't even realize where he was.

　　 The long dream has exhausted all his energy. He wiped the cold sweat from his face, only feeling a moment of fatigue and weakness.

　　 also finally understood why the survivors went crazy... But now, he suspects that he is also crazy.

　　 He found himself sitting on a tricycle, and his body shook as the wheels gurgled and turned.

　　 Walking through the dark and long corridor.

　　 The Friendship puppy was sitting opposite him, gnawing over his head with his tongue licking, not knowing where it was, and without warning.

　　 A low voice sounded from the other side.

　　 "Hey, you, you finally wake up."

　　 The voice said, "You were going to cross the border, right? Almost broke into the ambush of those ghosts..."

　　 "Huh?" Huai Shi was taken aback.

　　 "When I found you, I almost thought you were dead too. Are you feeling okay? Would you like one?"

　　 Accompanied by a quack, a cigar that had exploded in the palm of his bones was held in front of him.

　　 Huaishi looked up blankly, and saw... half a skeleton?

　　 That's right, there is only the upper half of the skeleton, as if it had just crawled out of formalin, with a pungent smell.

　　 It wears an orange miner's hat, and a large number of gold chains, iron pieces, etc. are tangled on the skeleton frame, and two out-of-print limited cigarette cards are inserted.

　　 Now, I was looking up at Huai Shi, chewing on a cigar without a bite in my mouth.

　　 didn't light the fire, just chewed.

　　 In the black hole's eye socket, there was a little white mouse who poked out his head timidly to take a look at Huai Shi, then immediately retracted and hid in its empty head.

　　 "... Can the corpse talk?" Huai Shi was stupid.

　　 There is no doubt that it is a skeleton, and the color of the bones is still the one that has been dead for a long time. There is no brain, no flesh and blood, no internal organs, and no source quality fluctuations.

　　 but he can move, he can chew cigars, and he has no vocal cords, but he can still make sounds.

　　 "Wow, it's so rude to talk like that." The skeleton opened his mouth, and vomited the cigarette leaves in his mouth: "This stuff is not delicious at all, why do so many people like it?"

　　 "Uh, that one is used to ignite..."

　　 "Huh?" Skeleton was taken aback for a moment: "Really?"

"Yes, probably after cutting one end and lighting the other to suck..." Huai Shi made a gesture for a long time before it finally understood it, and found a lighter from the garbage in the tricycle bucket. Finally ignited under the guidance of the poem.

　　 I want to take a deep breath.

　　 Of course, without lungs, I can't breathe anything.

　　 It just makes sense in this kind of place.

　　 However, even if it is sucked out, this bone frame has no nose and no flesh and blood to absorb nicotine...

　　 Skeleton looked down at the smoking cigar regretfully, and muttered suddenly, "Is that so? I said nothing is right... Anyway, thank you."

　　 "Uh, little things, little things."

　　 Huaishi smiled reluctantly, looked at the surrounding situation, and asked tentatively: "Did you put me in the car?"

　　 "Yeah, I almost thought you were dead, and wanted to dig a hole for you to bury it. In the end, your friend told me that you were still alive and just pour some water, so I brought you back."

　　 Skeleton raised his eyes and looked at him: "You look very energetic, unlike other people. After a nap, you went crazy.

　　 Is there something uncomfortable? Would you like some medicine? "

"medicine?"

"Yeah, let me see... I have..." The skeleton checked the trash on the ground and took out a lot of unlabeled potions: "I picked them up from a warehouse. It should work for you. ?"

　　 "Uh, this will be avoided." Huai Shi rubbed the bridge of her nose, trying to clear her thoughts.

　　 Find out the cause and effect.

Roughly speaking, it is Huaishi, Danbo Xiaobawang, who came to space, arrived at Helios, was trapped here by his teammates, was chased by a group of monsters, and almost alarmed something strange, finally lurking for a long time to escape Go, after falling into a faint, was picked up by a skeleton frame?

　　 "Hey, brother, do me a favor—"

　　 Skeleton spoke suddenly, interrupting his thoughts: "Can you tell your friend...let him return my greater trochanter?"

　　 "Huh?" Huai Shi was stunned for a moment and looked at the broken dog, only to realize that this dog was actually grinning his pelvic bone!

　　Tossing for a long time, finally finally grabbed food from the dog's mouth, snatched the bones, and installed the skeletons. The skeleton took a sigh of relief, and worked hard to twist his lower body without legs, as if he was taking a breath, and it was much more comfortable. First release https://https://

　　 "...this, man, there is a question, I don't know if I should ask." Huai Shi scratched her head and asked tentatively, "Excuse me, what are you always doing?"

"what?"

　　 Skeleton froze for a moment, and immediately replied with a vibrating voice: "I don't know Wow!"

　　? ? ?

　　 Huaishi's expression twitched.

Ten minutes later, Skeleton broke off the starch lump he picked up, and fed the mouse living in his brain, while explaining to Huai Shi: "I woke up from a pile of corpses half a month ago. Knowing what happened, it feels like it suddenly popped out of thin air.

　　 I also want to find someone to ask me what I am, but everyone is dead, and there is no one who cares about me... Except for the two of you, the only thing that I found alive is this little thing.

　　 But I asked for a long time, it seems it can't speak. "

　　 Skeleton shrugged regretfully and made a creaking voice: "I also expect you to know ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I want to ask you, where can I think that you know less than me."

　　 At this point, his tone became sad: "Is it possible that I am the only one of my species?"

　　No, no, if you want to talk about corpses, I don't know how many there are.

　　 But there is no skeleton frame that can move and talk like you.

　　 Huaishi carefully observed it and found that... it seemed to be a work of some kind of alchemy, but it was impossible to imagine what kind of alchemy could create such a thing.

　　 can't think of anyone so boring.

　　 The most important thing is that there are no signs of the secret instrument, it seems to be naturally generated...

　　 What is this? Is the dead resurrected?

　　 Huaishi scratched his head, and asked curiously: "Then...Do you remember your name?"

"what?"

　　 Skeleton froze for a moment, scratching his brain.

　　 It seems that I have never thought about this problem.

　　 "My name is... what is my name..."

　　 He muttered sluggishly, as if trying hard to remember, but couldn't be sure, and said trivially to himself: "It seems, it's called...Pub...Pub, what is it? Reus?"

　　 In the sudden shock of Huai Shi, Skeleton suddenly raised his head and snapped his fingers: "I seem to be called Publius!"

"……What?!"

　　 Huai Shi screamed.