! The moment Tang Moqi woke up, his whole body was like being crushed, every inch of his muscles were aching, and his brain was completely like a needle pricking, and as soon as he opened his eyes, physiological tears immediately poured out.

After lying on the bed for more than half an hour, the pain in his whole body was relieved, and Tang Moqi was finally able to open his eyes. Tang Moqi was shocked, even if he lay down for half an hour, he was still at a loss. This is a small apartment he bought near the school when he went to college, with two floors, the upper floor is the top floor of the apartment, there is a large balcony, Tang Moqi transformed him into a greenhouse, at this time Tang Moqi is lying on the treading rice in the middle of this greenhouse, covered with a duvet, the winter sun spills in from the outside, warm and comfortable.

However, this qiē, quiet, peaceful, warm. And this qiē was unfamiliar to Tang Moqi, who had survived for two years in the last days. What the hell is going on, and why is he here?

Lifting the quilt, Tang Moqi saw the mobile phone and the electronic desk calendar on the desk, and the time displayed on the electronic desk calendar was December 24, 2019. Tang Moqi stared at the desk calendar with wide eyes, trembled like an electric shock, and then rushed to the desk like crazy and turned on the phone, 2019/12/24, the date on the phone was almost blind Tang Moqi's dog eyes.

Tang Moqi threw away his phone. Don't care about putting on clothes, anyway, the central air conditioner in the house is turned on very loudly, Tang Moqi ran to the computer in the study with only a small underwear, the computer was not turned off, and he was asleep. The desktop opened in a few seconds. The date in the lower right corner clearly shows that the time is 2019/12/24.

Tang Moqi was about to go crazy, could it be that the torment and fear of the end of the world in the last two years was just a dream? Those worlds of white bones, blood, killing, and ice and snow were really just a dream? Tang Moqi slammed the cup in his hand, holding his head in his hands and □□ in pain.

He didn't believe it!

Suddenly, he sat up straight, threw himself in front of the computer, opened the web page, and logged in to the forum.

He remembered that at this time, various signs of the end of the world had begun to appear one after another, such as a large number of extreme El Niño phenomena, the deterioration of the climate in some areas, and the sudden intensification and ravages of the "Ebola" virus in Africa.

The longer Tang Moqi browses from the Internet, the faster his heart beats, and this qiē is exactly the same as "in a dream", no, it's not a dream, it's all true.

"Brother......" Tang Moqi murmured unconsciously, his eyes were full of tears, fortunately, this qiē has not yet started, fortunately, his brother has not died.

Tang Moqi finished browsing the news on the Internet and turned off the computer. I went back to the greenhouse and picked up my phone again and sent a message to the number in my head. This number was only written down by Tang Jianfeng in the previous life when he contacted him in the last days, and now it can be used to contact him.

The zombie virus broke out in Asia in June 2020 and swept the world in just one month, and China was the first to hit the hardest. He still has half a year to prepare, but he must contact his brother, and only that person can believe in him unconditionally, and can do everything for his words.

By the time Tang Moqi came back to his senses, it was already five o'clock in the evening, although the sunlight was almost completely gone, but the central air conditioning was turned on big enough, and it was not very cold. However, Tang Moqi still put on a long-sleeved shirt, sweater and down jacket. The two-year torture of the last days seems to be a matter of another world, and Tang Moqi just wants to go to the city center at this time to feel the civilization of the heyday of mankind again.

The shops, the neon lights, the laughter of the people, the music in the square, and the relaxed and cheerful atmosphere all fascinated Tang Moqi. Tang Moqi parked the car in the parking lot and silently walked towards the pedestrian street, except for a few time-honored shops, most of them are international top luxury goods, jewelry, and clothing......

Tang Moqi quietly looked out of the shop window, the winter night came very early, although it was dark, but the street was still as bright as day. The streets are bustling, local and out-of-town, and countless people get the pleasure of vanity from squandering money, and life looks so colorful under the bright lights.

Tang Moqi stopped in front of a high-end Western restaurant, smelled the aroma of pepper mixed with steak, and unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Tang Moqi slammed open the door of the restaurant and strode in. Ordered a full meal for four people, ignoring the gaze of the waiter and other guests. Tang Moqi devoured until there was no space in his stomach before he rested.

In the last days, even a big family in Kyoto like the Tang family could only eat enough after a year of the end of the world. In the last two weeks of his abduction, Tang Moqi could only eat a little bit of wowotou given by the kidnappers every day.

Tang Moqi looked at the rest of the food on the table, and asked to pack it away in the surprised eyes of the waiter. Leading the boxes of food in his hand, Tang Moqi's mood relaxed a little. He changed the direction of his wandering and walked towards the parking lot.

Christmas is coming, there is a joyful atmosphere of the festival everywhere, Tang Moqi's mood is also brighter, in this life, he vows, he must live well, protect his brother, protect the people he loves.

At less than seven o'clock, Tang Moqi entered a large supermarket, and uncontrollably entered the food area and the food area to sweep, and only went to the checkout area to check out the bill after it was filled with three carts.

It took five or six trips up and down the stairs back and forth to bring all the things home from the garage. There was still no reply to the text message sent in the afternoon, but Tang Moqi was not in a hurry, once Tang Jianfeng went on a mission, there would be no information for a few weeks or even a month or two, and he believed that as long as his brother saw the message, he would definitely come to him.

Putting the packed food in the refrigerator, Tang Moqi began to count his belongings. In addition to the living expenses usually given by the Tang family, he will receive another sum of money every month, he knows that it was Tang Jianfeng who called him, but he has not touched it, adding up to about two or three million. There is also a card, which was left to him by his mother, which has not been touched for so many years, and now there are almost tens of millions. In addition, there is real estate, a fund, company shares and a three-in courtyard house left to him by his grandfather in Kyoto.

It is easier to get rid of real estate, and the down payment of seven or eight properties that can be recovered in the near future is at least 30 million, and the fund and company shares can only release the news first, as for the courtyard house with no price Tang Moqi does not plan to move, although the safety factor of the courtyard in the last days is very low, but which courtyard house of my grandfather is located in the center of the safety circle of the last days of Kyoto, as long as it is renovated well, it will definitely be an excellent safety fortress in the future.

made a phone call to my grandfather's lawyer before his death, and after explaining the situation, under the lawyer's various temptations, Tang Moqi avoided the past in Tai Chi, but only focused on telling him to get rid of it as much as possible.

It wasn't until after three o'clock in the morning that Tang Moqi felt a little sleepy.