Chapter 1: Atypical Doomsday

"The end of the world has come, and a large number of zombies have appeared in White River City. ”

"What are you kidding! How many years have passed since 2012, and there are still people who believe in the end of the world?" Feng Xue casually turned off the pop-up window of 360 news in her mobile phone, and walked out of the house wearing a cloak costume that obviously could not be classified as civilian clothes, it was a white-toned costume, a bit like the style of a priest, but it was more fantasy style, and she was holding a silver-white weapon in her hand that could only be defined as a short bow.

Of course, Feng Xue will not be an exterminator, he is just a coser, as a member of the TOB Animation Club, there is still a comic exhibition to catch up today.

"Red bell rings, Fang Hua Xuan, Long Mian ......" The mobile phone rang, and Feng Xue immediately connected the president's phone: "Moses Moses?"

"Ruoxue, why haven't you arrived yet?"

"I want to be fast, too, but I don't know why there are no buses today!" Feng Xue stood under the bus stop sign, helplessly waiting, it is ten o'clock in the morning, maybe everyone has gone to work, there are few pedestrians on the road, generally speaking, there will be no bus in such a time period, but this is not the case, let alone the bus, at this time there is not even a shadow of a private car on the road, although Feng Xue's Yangguan City (the place names in the book are nonsense, don't care) is only a third-tier city, but this situation will never occur.

"How could it not be? Even if it was a traffic jam, it was better than this...... What the hell I'm rubbing!"

"Xiao Su, what's wrong? Hey, hey!" A busy tone suddenly came from the other side of the phone, Feng Xue suddenly had a bad premonition, and she didn't know why she suddenly thought of the pop-up window where the zombie appeared before.

"How could it be! Maybe there was a car accident in front of him or something...... Feng Xue comforted himself and continued to wait for the bus, and then, a black vortex suddenly appeared in front of him.

"What the hell is this!" Although Feng Xue didn't know what this whirlpool was, it was obviously not a good thing, she turned around and ran, and before she could run two steps, a roar sounded from behind her, but this roar did not have any power, but it looked like a ...... Dog barking!?

"I'll go!" Feng Xue looked back, and her face suddenly darkened!

I saw a pink dinosaur jump out of the whirlpool! This dinosaur was only more than a meter tall, and its body was very slender, and it looked a little like a velociraptor dragon.

"Isn't this a puppy dragon!" Feng Xue, as an old player who has played the monster abuse series a lot, recognized the other party's body at a glance, but this does not mean that he has the courage to face this kind of monster that was killed by him in the game, not 10,000 but 8,000, he can only scream and run away like other passers-by.

However, this little dog dragon seemed to recognize Feng Xue, and jumped up and chased after him, and he was about to catch up.

"Why are you chasing me, I don't have a rush for syrup!" Feng Xue complained silently, and ran as hard as she could, but as I said before, Feng Xue is an otaku, and he doesn't know much about his physical strength, not to mention that the exterminator uniform he wears is not the kind of equipment suitable for running from any point of view.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Feng Xue was pounced on by the puppy dragon.

"I'll wipe it!" Feng Xue was pressed to the ground by the puppy dragon, and casually pushed the short bow in his hand up, however, the cos equipment was not a real weapon after all, and the PVC material was constantly deformed under the puppy dragon's mouth.

Feng Xue was very glad that he was using PVC instead of cardboard at the moment, otherwise he wouldn't even have a chance to block this blow.

The little dog dragon did not give up, its weapon was not only fangs, the two little claws began to scratch on Feng Xue's body, fortunately, the little dog dragon's claws were not very long, so it did not bring a fatal threat to Feng Xue, even so, his chest was already blurred with flesh and blood.

"Damn, it can't be like this!" Feng Xue endured the sharp pain in his chest, and a force suddenly erupted from his body, he grabbed the short bow with both hands and twisted it hard, putting the bowstring on the neck of the little dog dragon.

As a miscellaneous fish monster, the neck under the small size appeared more fragile, almost instantly, Feng Xue felt that the opponent's attack strength began to decline, I don't know how long it took, maybe a minute, maybe half an hour, the little dog dragon finally stopped struggling, turned into countless spots of light and disappeared in place, leaving only a pink folding bow that looked very shoddy......

"Ahem......" Feng Xue got up from the ground covered in blood, and before she could bother to check her wounds, her eyes went dark......

……

, pale walls, pale floors, pale ceilings, when Feng Xue opened her eyes, she had already appeared in this pale to pale space.

"I, not dead?" After standing for ten minutes, Feng Xue slowly came back to his senses, and after making sure that he was not missing arms or legs, nor was he in a soul state, he let out a long sigh of relief, and then he realized that the wound on his chest that was scratched by the little dog dragon had completely disappeared, not only that, but even his clothes were restored to their integrity, no longer in the miserable state of being broken before, and a pink folding bow was lying quietly on the ground, proving that everything before was not a dream.

"Yes, you are not dead. A voice like a man and a woman, like an old man and a child, like a sinner and like a saint, suddenly echoed in this miserable white space.

"Who?" Feng Xue asked subconsciously, but he already had the answer in his heart.

"When human evolution comes to a complete standstill, terror will begin human evolution again. The voice didn't answer Feng Xue, but instead said a familiar dialogue.

"Could it be that this is the main god space?" Feng Xue thought of the source of this sentence almost instantly, but it was useless, because the voice still didn't answer him, just carried out the lines that seemed to have been set up long ago-

"O chosen one, push the wheel called destiny, where you will go down the fork in the road of fate. ”

The voice fell, and six typical lottery wheels appeared in front of Feng Xue, although there were no prompts, but Feng Xue was able to know that these six wheels represented six options: bloodline, occupation, ability, exercise, equipment, and talent - that was a mysterious will in the dark guiding Feng Xue:

- He has to choose one of these six roulette wheels.

Feng Xue's countless brains instantly translated the inexplicable language from before into human words - "You have won the lottery, now, choose a roulette wheel and draw your golden finger." ”

"Why did you choose me?" Although she didn't expect the voice to answer, Feng Xue still asked.

"Strength and wisdom are the elements that lead evolution. The voice replied.

"That means you want to defeat a monster, right?" Feng Xue seemed to have a secondary two language translator in his head, converting some of the other party's inexplicable lines into human words. "So, everyone has a chance?"

"Courage is more precious than anything else, and those who flee are not qualified to be called. ”

"I see, what if the monster is solved by someone else first?"

"If you don't run away, you will have a chance to ......"

"Uh-huh. Feng Xue nodded, looking like I understood, in fact, I didn't understand this evasion judgment at all, after all, I saw the dog dragon before and ran away, didn't I still come in? But these are not the point, Feng Xue is now staring more at the six roulette wheels in front of him.

As a veteran otaku, how can you not have illusions about Goldfinger?

Feng Xue put the equipment aside as soon as possible, this is the stupidest option, as long as you have a brain, you won't choose this, not to mention that the development potential of the equipment is the lowest, not to mention that the equipment may be snatched by others, just to say whether you can use the equipment drawn is a problem, take Feng Xue as an example, you give him a sword that sharpens like clay, do you see how much stronger he can hold than a crowbar? No, maybe it's not as good as a crowbar! At least the crowbar doesn't require too much skill to use, and there is no need to worry about the crowbar breaking due to improper use.

Then Feng Xue threw away the bloodline again, although the bloodline had the highest potential among the six options, but Feng Xue thought that this was the second worst option after equipment.

Although most of the protagonists have chosen to draw blood, but after all, newcomers with the author's cover are not worried about drawing a one-star or two-star junk bloodline, but Feng Xue is different, he is not a protagonist! As an African, he will consider the worst of everything that involves luck.

He thinks not only about potential, but also about the lower limit.

And the lower limit of the bloodline is precisely the lowest of all the options, even lower than the equipment.

Even if the equipment is bad, it is an object in the hand, and it can block a few knives when worn on the body, no matter how bad the exercises and occupations are, they will also follow the bottom line that existence is reasonable, after all, they are all created by human beings, no matter how bad the exercises are, they will not get weaker and weaker the more they practice, and the profession is also, since it is a profession, it will definitely not make people worse. It's the same with talents and abilities, since it's called a talent, it's definitely a buff, and it's the same with an ability, even if it comes at a cost, it's not worse than the original.

But the bloodline is not, if you draw a skeleton soldier, a mollusk monster or something like blood, it's not as good as a human being!(The author has always felt that it is silly to draw bloodlines in the infinite flow and advent stream, and it is even better to draw equipment)

After struggling for a long time, Feng Xue finally found a balance between potential and practicality, and chose the roulette wheel marked with a career.

That's right, it's a profession.

Because it's called a career.

What is Occupation?

Functions plus industries are called occupations.

function, indicating that it must have some kind of use.

The industry represents that this is a system built by the majority.

The former represents practicality, the latter represents potential.

After all, not everyone has the talent to create their own ability from scratch, and following the path of their predecessors is undoubtedly the best choice.

And career is the road ahead composed of countless ancestors!

After Feng Xue chose the professional roulette wheel, the remaining five roulette wheels disappeared into the void, and the professional roulette wheel began to spin wildly.

When Feng Xue and the others were a little impatient, the roulette wheel finally slowly stopped, and finally pointed at a string of characters.

Although Feng Xue did not know this kind of writing, this did not affect him from knowing the meaning of its meaning.

As if something was whispering in his ear, he understood the item he had drawn - Profession: Exterminator.

In an instant, the roulette wheel turned into a golden light and shot into Feng Xue's eyebrows, and the next moment, a sharp pain began to spread from Feng Xue's mind, which was a side effect of forcibly instilling knowledge.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a minute, maybe a year, in short, the pain in Feng Xue's mind had begun to disappear, and the strength had returned to her body again.

"Hmm......" Feng Xue covered her head and got up from the miserable white ground, feeling the extra knowledge in her mind.

As a professional inheritance, Feng Xue's mind not only appeared how the Exterminator used spiritual power to build a spiritual bow, but also marked how to make a Extinction Cross, cut souls, stars, how to use the Silver Cylinder technique, and of course, the Flying Scythe Foot, The only way to use the Celestial Puppet and even the Blessed Sacrament is that the Holy Script, which requires the blood and soul of Youhabach, is only theoretical, and cannot be condensed on its own, but according to the theory, as long as you obtain a certain soul that is strong enough, you can condense the Holy Text on your own without the blood of Youhabach. (The sacred text is the ability of Yuhabach to distribute his soul to others through the medium of blood, so as long as you obtain a soul whose strength is close to the fragment of Yuhabach's soul, you can construct the holy script.)

Not only that, the content in Feng Xue's mind did not appear alone in the form of skills, but as a inheritance memory that had been trained step by step from the beginning of an extinction master to the top level.

"Fate?" Feng Xue looked at the exterminator uniform she was wearing, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.