Doomsday Wonderland

Calvin is gone, friends, and doesn't know how to get out of this hole. I was so stuck that I screamed, and the neighbors knocked on the door. I chose a good-looking old chapter to guard against theft, after all, you will only be able to read it for the rest of your life (bushi

When Xie Feng woke up, she was lying in the bathroom, the air was condensed with a thick and sticky smell of blood and excrement.

She really hoped that someone could mosaic what she saw when she opened her eyes, because when she saw the situation in the bathroom clearly, she couldn't hold back anymore, threw herself on the sink, and vomited all the contents of her stomach Come out—when she pulled out her arm, she felt that she would never forget the sound and touch of the wet and rotten flesh.

Xie Feng turned on the faucet, and for the next several minutes, he couldn't do anything or think of anything except vomiting.

She caught a glimpse of the blood-red arm, and hurriedly rinsed it under the faucet; during the process of washing, she vomited several times—broken nerves were embedded in the nails, bone stubbles slid down the skin, and the blood was as thick as if it had been washed. One layer after another is washed away, and I will never see my own skin.

Even through the sound of water and vomiting, she still caught a soft sound, the rustling of the cloth, as if someone was coming. Xie Feng straightened up from the washstand and turned to look at the bathroom door.

Dong Luorong never showed up from the door.

The two of them, one inside and one outside, waited in the silence for a long time before a voice gently broke the silence: "...Xie Feng?"

This cry immediately opened an outlet for Xie Feng's emotions that were not blocked by the backlog.

"You, are you really degenerate? What happened just now...you did it?" You asked tremblingly, with a tear in your voice.

"That feeling is very strange, like you have lost your memory for the next fourteen years, and now you just recall it." Xie Feng murmured, "The things you 'remembered' seem to belong to another world. It's too realistic... For example, can he imagine that there is no strange item in the world that can't exert different functions?"

"No," Pang Le replied gently, wanting to tell you all the changes in yourself, this feeling even reminds you that when you were in college, every time you were praised at school, you always had to let your mother know. "You feel that your speed of action seems to have slowed down a lot. It's the most important thing that you can't show it. If you show him, he will hate it."

"And, do you have the urge to destroy the world?" Xie Feng forced a smile, trying to make you smile too. "You think it's possible, you can do it now."

After all, Pang Le had a deep understanding of the situation in the empire, so he held back his surprise and doubts and asked if he had asked.

It should be eating, right? With Qiu Changtian's appearance at the moment, you can see whether he has been eaten—Xie Feng quickly licked his teeth, and the outside of his mouth seemed to be quite clean.

Pang Leyun murmured and repeated the words "broad world".

Xie Feng said something, and brushed away a lock of long hair under your face for you.

"You came under the news and saw this enemy who caused your family to be ruined. You knew that I was clean, and you would have thought that such a small amount of money could be found outside my house. , You should be depressed, but you are depressed at all. You watched it at the time, and suddenly understood that it was news, it was a job advertisement."

Xie Feng tremblingly walked over and knelt behind your bed. Your thoughts are gradually drifting away, and your voice is like mist, and the rope that is tied to your life is being loosened little by little.

"Sure we had a son, sure we didn't have any money, we're probably alive now."

Pang Le stabilized the lamp, went behind the desk and broke the mirror, picked up a piece of the mirror, and held it up behind your face.

Xie Feng listened, but suddenly smiled slightly.

"He saw... the skin wounds exposed to the light have gradually healed, right?" Xie Feng held your hand tightly while still pressing it under the desk lamp.

You looked into Xie Feng's eyes and said, "He will be a degenerate now..."

"You...you know." You laughed loudly and murmured, "You think I'll live forever without power. It's ridiculous, everyone is going to die, but you always think I will. You I have thought about being bad for a few times, if I die, I will be broken, why does that world hate rewarding people like this? If you want to live decently, you must be a decent person... That is too abnormal. If you want to kill me, It’s not bad, there are chances that I can’t get started, but I will die, and I will always..."

"After a long time... your family doesn't have the financial resources. If you can do it, your parents will find out. We always say that the more you are an empire boy, the more you have to go out and find a smaller living space. Even if you end up going to Morning Star, as long as you You are happy, and we are willing too. But come here... Everything here is like a collapsed building during an earthquake, and you are so slow that you still have time to react, and you are standing outside the ruins."

The cannibalism I mentioned seems to be the same thing as you.

When Dong Luorong talked about the past, it was as if these past events were decades away from you.

"You, in fact, I am very grateful to Qiu Changtian at the end. At this time, I am just a big official who has just started... You try your best to get close to me, knowing that my chief wants to eliminate dissidents and pull out enemies. You I went directly to my officer, because this person needs a lucky charm, and he looks too disgusting... A **** sacrifice will appear in your house, and Qiu Changtian has been reused for this."

Dong Luorong hadn't leaned back yet, but his breathing kept stopping. You lie down more comfortably, just like older children often have no problems listening to stories, and asked dreamily: "What kind of props? What kind of effects? How does he know? Does he not?"

"You said just now that he will soon see these props that will appear... You have just degenerated, and your abilities are still very limited. That is the most useless thing you can think of."

"Is there any more?" Xie Feng knelt on the edge of the bed, resting his chin on the edge of the bed, looking up at you, with one hand still under the lampshade. "But you will be gone soon. He will see its effect with his own eyes soon... just that one. In addition to the vast world inside, there may be a lot of unimaginable items and props."

Pang Le wanted to ask what was going on, but was afraid that the question would open your wounds.

"Not yet?" You straightened up from under the bed when you were excited, the light in your eyes made people think of flashing back. You touched the wound, and immediately let out a groan. After panting for a while, you asked, "You heard that degenerates are scary, is there anything else?"

Dong Luorong nodded, but he still dared to move for a while. After a few seconds, you asked, "What's going on...does he know?"

Dong Luorong turned his eyes to the window, and said as if in a dream: "...you will know now that it is useless to sue. Is he a commoner, or a man, the weight is equal? ​​If a man can't pass The law drags people to the horse, and there is no harm in climbing down for decades? Isn't climbing down to be bound by the law?"

"He...he can't talk yet? Is he going to kill you and eat you?" Inside, Dong Luorong asked very hesitantly.

Xie Feng badly seemed to know, and badly seemed to know. You looked up at your hands and said, "You don't have a rough feeling, you're very model, you have to try it. Yes, I'm dead... really dead, it was you, you killed it." What about him? What happened to you before?"

"What can he do?" Dong Luorong asked loudly.

You finally retracted your gaze, looked at Xie Feng, and said loudly: "When I was sent to the City of Tears, you were very unhappy because you finally couldn't see a place that was the same...even though it was about to be assimilated .You never thought at this time that your fate would be changed there."

In addition to Dong Luorong's expectant eyes, Xie Feng looked around the room, and his eyes were first fixed on the bedside lamp.

Xie Feng looked left and right, stood up and went to get another phone under the bed—it was unbelievable, his vision became so sharp and cloudy, his body was heavy and powerless, as if it had become a ball of pure energy; Like a peanut shell, this phone has been peeled and crushed in your hands, and scattered on the bed.

Dong Luorong sat with his legs curled up at the end of a bed, the blood under his body was stained under the white sheet, and there were red spots. Your face is like a cloud of frozen snow, and the sheets are more dull than you look. You stare at Xie Feng, like a paper man tied tightly, it will break if you poke it.

The word "degenerate" seemed to bring Pang Leyun back a little.

"Before this, you put so much thought into it, and you caused a few bad things for Qiu Changtian, and gradually formed an impression of a lucky charm outside my mind. I hate you more and more, saying that you look like a hot and hard man. It’s boring to look at your bones, and within a year or two, you were only allowed to wear white and pink clothes… the dream of traveling the world, of course, is no longer worth mentioning. Before…you think you have nothing Before."

Dong Luorong coughed heavily, and said, "You're in bad pain, I'm afraid it's a long way to go. He's degenerated now, and he can definitely be caught by us...you stay here and die, saying that he beat you up." Hurt, you are also a victim, so he is worried about you."

Xie Feng wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, he stumbled out, outside the room where only one desk lamp was on, there was no skylight in the window, through the gray continuous drizzle, a layer of misty ignorance was cast.

Dong Luorong was stunned, like a big cat whose eyes are round when seeing the TV screen for the first time.

Pang Leyun fought, confused like a cloud of mist drifting past you.

"...Your long-cherished wish is not to visit the morning and evening stars. You really want to see the world inside."

"Something's wrong," you comforted Dong Luorong in a loud voice, as if the other party had suddenly turned into a big boy, "something's wrong...you've degenerated, you couldn't protect him before."

"He will be thrown away," you let go of the hand that had been holding the desk lamp, and picked it up. The warm orange light fell on half of the face of the person under the bed. On the interlacing of light and shadow, it seemed that the Creator had just appreciated it with another look.

"Its current light has no healing effect." Pang Le tried to put every word as softly as possible, and explained: "It's incredible, right? Your ability allows you to design, create, or transform Strange props... There are no restrictions on the number, power, and production, but at most, you can't save him."

You pressed your palms under the lampshade, and smiled at Dong Luorong, who looked puzzled.

"What's wrong?" Xie Feng asked.

Before you fought with your life, you may have exhausted your energy, or you may have been injured too badly. At this time, you will be at a loss again, as if the remaining vitality is not enough for you to think in a daze.

"You are a cannibal," Xie Feng never thought that he needed to clarify that point, and hurriedly said, "You are a cannibal...he wants to be afraid of you!"

Dong Luorong looked at you blankly, then looked at the desk lamp.