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It's foggy.

Zhang Jue returned to his own world.

But this time is different from before.

Since he came back here, his head has been painful, as if he was about to split.

He can probably guess the reason.

Because not long ago, he had just made the last collision with the Scarlet King.

The way for the Scarlet King to invade was cut off by him, and he himself was hurt by the Scarlet King.

Even before he could say anything to Yang Xue, he lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he returned here.

I can't die in that world anymore.

Zhang Jue thought helplessly.

But then he shook his head.

That is no longer something he can control.

Now that you are back here, let's take care of things here first.

And since it’s not sleeping, it shouldn’t be that easy to wake up this time, just to figure out what happened here.

He clutched his forehead and even had difficulty walking.

In addition to physical skills, he cannot use his other abilities in this world.

In case of danger, there is a high probability of GG.

I don't know if it will affect the body of that world.

To be honest, he actually didn't understand his traversal mechanism in the two worlds.

Because he had always been able to come back here by dreaming before.

It seems that this is a "dreamland" instead of the so-called "parallel world".

But he has always lived here before, and his father is also here.

If you have to say something, the world of the administration should be dreaming.

Zhang Jue felt that he understood Lao Zhuang a little bit.

Before figuring out whether the two worlds are independent of each other, it is best to take good care of your body.

If one corpse kills two lives, it will be a big loss.

...

This time he was born in a ruin.

There are ruined walls everywhere.

He endured his headache and looked around.

Then suddenly he discovered that this was in front of the City First People's Hospital building where he had left last time.

It's just that the entire building has collapsed.

Gun smoke was still blowing in the distance.

How is this going?

He clutched his forehead, trying to remember what happened before.

The walking dead are gone.

He came to this hospital according to the message in the mall.

There used to be many survivors here.

But all disappeared for no reason.

He found a diary which recorded some strange information.

Most importantly, this diary and Yueqing City on the Internet all mention "it".

It seems that "it" is the initiator of this world.

Then he woke up, and before waking up, it seemed that someone called his name.

It's fat!

His best friend!

I don’t know who said that, people can have no relatives, but they can’t have friends.

Zhang Jue didn't know what to say to other people.

But he agrees very much.

He and his father have not seen each other several times a year.

The person who usually contacts most is the fat man Zhang Mingliang.

In high school, he was the boss of the Anti-Fengzi Volunteer League, dominating Lingnan, but Fatty was always laughed at and bullied by others because of his size.

Zhang Jue, who was still in the second stage of secondary school, couldn't see it. After helping him several times, the two of them became friends.

Zhang Jue didn't expect to meet him again.

But after seeing it once, the world has become completely unrecognizable.

God this is playing him.

He doesn't know how long it has been since he came here last time, but the hospital is in ruins.

Now I can only hope that the fat man is okay.

Zhang Jue endured the headache and carefully observed the surroundings again, and soon discovered something was wrong.

The hospital and surrounding buildings were destroyed. He thought it was an earthquake or bombing, but it didn't seem to be the case.

He saw that there were some broken walls with very flat fractures, and the steel bars inside did not play any protective role at all.

The same is true for the municipal building in the distance.

The remaining trapezoid stood there, as if it had been severed by a knife.

This reminded Zhang Jue of the nano-weapons in the three-body system.

What is going on here?

This time he didn't dare to shout arbitrarily, maybe it would kill him.

The street outside the hospital is an east-west street named Furong, which runs through the entire Jianghai City.

Enduring his headache, he carefully recalled that Zhang Mingliang seemed to be riding a motorcycle from the east.

I happened to pass by this hospital.

Should the stronghold of these survivors be in the east?

Zhang Jue dragged a somewhat exhausted body and walked east along the street.

He walked for about half an hour without seeing any living creatures.

But there are signs of fighting everywhere.

Around the time he was away, there seemed to be a war here.

But what made him strange was that he did not find any dead bodies.

Most of the city was destroyed.

Is there no casualties in such a fierce battle?

Or that someone deliberately took the corpses away, so what was the purpose of doing so?

Zhang Jue thought about these things and walked forward for a while before realizing it was wrong.

It was already late at that time, and Zhang Mingliang was riding a motorcycle from east to west, most likely to go back instead of going out.

In other words, their stronghold should be in the west.

Sure enough, the headache caused a significant drop in his judgment. This kind of low-level error is unforgivable, because it is likely to kill him.

After figuring this out, he could only turn back along the path.

But this time, before he could take a few steps, there was a sudden noise from a motorcycle on the other side.

A motorcycle team drove towards him from the opposite side.

They are all wearing camouflage uniforms and holding guns in their hands.

Finally saw the survivors.

Zhang Jue couldn't help feeling a little excited, and started waving at them far away.

Those people also saw him, speeding up and approaching him.

Two minutes later, six or seven motorcycles stopped in front of Zhang Jue.

The leader pointed a gun at him: "Who are you?!"

"..."

Zhang Jue didn't know how to answer him for a while.

In the last days, there is no legal and moral restraint at all, and the other person looks like a real guy in his hands.

He didn't want to be beaten into a sieve by the other party as soon as he met each other.

"Captain, don't shoot, it's me." Zhang Jue endured the headache and grinned reluctantly, "I am a good citizen, a very good citizen."

Another person disgusted: "There are no protective measures at all, he must be an infected person, third brother, let me shoot him!."

The speaker was painted with oil on his face, listening to the voice, it turned out to be a woman.

Good guy, I haven't said a few words yet, I just shot it off at every turn. Has this world become so cruel?

If it weren't for them to communicate normally, Zhang Jue must have thought that this world was also invaded by the Scarlet King.

The man called the third brother looked at Zhang Jue, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head.

"Swallow, have you forgotten what the second elder brother said? Don't be so impulsive! Isn't the loss you suffered enough?"

Swallow snorted: "Then what do you think you should do."

"We will take him back and leave it to the second elder brother to decide-hey! What's your name?"

Zhang Jue casually said nonsense: "Wang Yu."

They tied Zhang Jue's five flowers with a rope.

On a motorcycle, he took him to a mall that was still intact.

This should be one of these people's strongholds.

Zhang Jue saw all kinds of weapons on the ground.

He was escorted all the way to the door of a storage room. It seemed that he was going to be locked in this small dark room.

Zhang Jue never thought that he finally met the survivor, but it turned out to be such a thing waiting to take him.

"Boss, can you tell me what is going on here? What is going on in this world?" Zhang Jue asked.

"I want to know too." The third brother's tone was very cold.

Zhang Jue said again: "Why are you arresting me, both of you are survivors, shouldn't you help each other?"

"We must first determine whether you are a potential infected person." The third brother was a little impatient, and he was about to push Zhang Jue forward.

"Wait a minute! I'll ask one last question." Zhang Jue twisted his body, "Can you tell me the current date."

The third brother looked at him with the same look of mental retardation.

Zhang Jue looked at each other with the most sincere eyes: "Brother, let’s tell you, my brain was hurt during the flight, and I don’t remember all the things that happened before. You can do it, tell me, okay? ?"

"October 13, 2221."

After speaking, the third brother shut the door completely, not giving him a chance to speak again.

In the dark, Zhang Jue sat leaning against the corner of the wall with a rope tied to his body, and his hands were handcuffed.

After all this tossing, my head doesn't seem to hurt so much.

"October 13... October 13..."

He murmured in his mouth, if he remembers correctly, the last time he came back should be April, that is, half a year has passed.

For a normal society, half a year is nothing, and even one or two years will see no change.

But this is the end of the world, and it cannot be judged by common sense.

And the things here are very evil, even if an alien arrives on the earth tomorrow, Zhang Jue will not be surprised.

But now that they have seen a living person, although they are not friendly to him, it is a considerable improvement from before.

As long as he is given enough time, he will be able to find out the truth of the matter.

People outside mentioned "infected", the word made him a little bit mindful.

You have to find a way to gain their trust.

...

Outside the little black house.

Several members of the motorcycle team sat together, eating compressed biscuits.

"The third brother, the second brother has been away for several days, what the **** did he do?"

"Hey, I said I was looking for his brother."

"Aren't we his brothers?"

"Different."

The only woman said: "Second brother, he...nothing will happen, right? Tonight is the night of the full moon, can he handle it by himself."

The third brother shook his head: "Second brother is different from us. He is a capable person. We don’t need to worry about us. We were not all saved by him? Just don’t hold him back. A Hua, is the equipment ready? ?"

"It's all ready, but..."

"But what?"

"Brother, there are only the last two bars of the gun's energy left. I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on for long."

The third brother nodded: "Close the doors, I hope we can get through."

The woman glanced at the small black room where Zhang Jue was. "Three brothers, don't you really need to kill him? On the night of the full moon tonight, if he is really an infected person, it will be very dangerous."

The third brother shook his head: "I have tied him up. In case he shows signs of mutation, we will kill him again. If he is really a survivor, we have to wait for the second brother to come back and see if we can bring him into the group. ..."

...

The sky gradually darkened.

A red blood moon rose from the east.

Over time, it gradually became seven.

The sky outside turned bright red.

Zhang Jue sat alone in the small black room.

The handcuffs had already been broken away by him using the thumb dislocation method, and the rope on his body was also untied by him. It was only falsely tied. He could go anytime as long as he wanted to go.

But he did not do so.

After finally encountering a few survivors, he must have some intelligence.

Counting the time, it should be midnight now.

But suddenly, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Looking down, the jade jue on his chest actually lit up.

This is the piece of jade he bought before crossing, and Zhang Jue's name comes from this.

When he came back here last time, he found it at home. At that time, he was a little bit murmured. He didn't expect that there was a problem with this thing.

...

As midnight approached, as the red moonlight became stronger and stronger, countless shadows appeared on the empty street, floating in the air.

It was the kind of ghost that Zhang Jue had seen once.

They wander aimlessly, like a Hyakki Yexing.

The third brother and a few brothers hid in the mall, waiting for them.

Suddenly, a ghost passed through the gate and wandered in.

There is no lighting in the mall, they have already put out the torches.

But the ghost exudes a pale blue light, which is very obvious in the dark.

Seeing it walk into the mall, everyone's heart beats slowly.

Everyone was covering their mouths and noses, and the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath, for fear that it would be disturbed.

The ghost has no wisdom, it just relied on instinct to turn around a few times, and was about to leave.

The woman named Ali finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, the ghost immediately turned his head, seeming to sense the human breath.

Immediately afterwards, a dozen more ghosts slowly approached them from outside the door.

"run!"

The third brother gave a low voice.

Several brothers immediately ran into the mall.

The reason why I didn't hide inside the mall at the beginning was because the place where the ghost refreshed was not fixed, and I had the experience of being trapped before.

But now there is no way.

Ghosts can travel through the building, and they are soon blocked in a toilet again.

"Ahua, gun!"

The third brother snorted, and Ahua hurriedly handed over a gun with a sense of science and technology to him.

The third brother aimed at a ghost and pulled the trigger.

What the gun fired was not a bullet, but an energy wave similar to a laser.

The energy wave hit the ghost in it, and the ghost was immediately crushed~www.readwn.com~ The third brother's marksmanship was good, almost one shot at a time, but there were too many grievances chasing them.

His activity space gradually shrank, and he was quickly squeezed into a toilet.

"Brother, back!"

Only then did they discover that ghosts were surrounding him and the others from the wall outside the toilet.

Enemy on the back!

The third brother shot wildly, and the gun suddenly made a harsh alarm sound.

The energy tank turns from green to red.

This laser gun has failed.

There was a desperate expression on everyone's face.

There are chasing soldiers before, and interceptions behind.

They have been hiding for so long, are they going to die here today?

Those ghosts floated slowly to them.

Ordinary human weapons cannot attack their entities at all.

But as long as they are touched by them, it will immediately turn into a pool of blood, with no bones left.

Many of them died here.

The light blue hand was only the last ten centimeters away from the third brother.

Suddenly a loud shout sounded from above their heads.

"Your grandfather Zhang is here, the evil spirits are not quickly retreating!"

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