I saw the face of the person who greeted him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wen Qian was finally moved, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

It's like an actor acting according to a script, and suddenly finds that there is a new character in the script that no one knows.

A character that was unexpected by everyone.

Liu Xuejia also turned around.

She couldn't suppress her curiosity about the little boy in front of her, although she sensed a hint of danger. But Wen Qianyi's mysterious temperament attracted her, and she also wanted to know what kind of guy Wen Qianyi would be who could make Wen Qianyi's face suspicious.

17，16……

The countdown was still ticking in Wen Qianyi's head.

"Zhang Yao, go quickly!"

He shouted hurriedly, his face changed, and his eyes could not hide the fear of what was about to happen.

It's like what appeared in front of him was not a girl with seventeen-year-old youth all over her body, but a terrible man-eating monster.

The voice almost jumped out of his throat, and the voice was not small, attracting most of the eyes in Huifeng Food City.

People wondered and wondered what was going on with this handsome male student.

Zhang Yao was stunned for a moment, habitually smiled sweetly, revealing the charming dimples at the corners of her mouth, and asked, "Wen Qianyi, what's wrong with you?" ”

As she spoke, she sat down on the chair opposite Wen Qianyi, and by the way, she still had time to lick the ice cream cone in her hand.

The creamy and creamy flavor makes it easy to feel happy. Her little tongue circled around her mouth, gently licked off the cream rubbing against the corners of her mouth, and secretly glanced at the mature woman sitting on the other side of Wen Qianyi, with a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

When her eyes fell on the recorder in Liu Xuejia's hand, it suddenly dawned on her, guessed the identity of the reporter, her eyes were full of interest, and she was outgoing, and she planned to talk to the reporter's big sister.

How so!

Let's go!

Wen Qian also saw that Zhang Yao ignored his warning, his heart was in a hurry, and his Adam's apple moved, and before he could continue to say anything, the voice in his head that was counting down suddenly stopped at the number "0".

At a stall somewhere in Huifeng Food City, there was a sudden loud bang!

The flames rose into the sky, the red light was hideous, and quickly spread along the gas pipeline to all the stalls in the food city, and in less than half a second, with the help of high-concentration natural gas, the second and third ...... Countless explosions one after another!

At the booth where the initial explosion had occurred, the chef's expression of horror stayed at this moment, and before he could even scream, the flames completely engulfed his body.

Almost at the same time, the blast wave and the screeching waves of the explosion followed.

Humans need at least 0.1 seconds of buffer time from perceiving the facts to making specific responses. During this time, most of the physical actions are instinctive and not controlled by the brain.

And the world that Wen Qianyi's brain perceives seems to have been hit by some kind of magic, and everything is in a state of sluggishness!

Liu Xuejia's eyes widened slightly, and before the charming candy powder lips could be opened, the masseter muscles were in a state of strength, as if they were about to bite out some kind of frightened sound byte.

Zhang Yao's face was confused, as if he didn't even know what was going on. She wanted to turn to look in the direction where the voice came from, the long shawl hair perfectly concealed the inherent inertia of all things, and as she turned her head, the long black hair floated in front of her cheeks in several rhythmic wavy curves.

All kinds of debris flew out in all directions at a speed that was difficult to observe with the naked eye, and the first scream was issued by a middle-aged diner not far away, and half of the stainless steel spoon hit him on the shoulder, directly cutting a bloody wound.

A triangular ceramic shard flew in the direction of Wen Qianyi's side first, shooting towards his back!

Wen Qian didn't look back, as if there was an extra eye in the back of his head, his left foot only moved less than half a centimeter, and his whole body tilted to the side, with a deviation of less than a millimeter, just avoiding this ceramic shard.

Not even the school uniform was scratched.

Stretched out his right hand, moved gently, pressed on Liu Xuejia's shoulder with no light or heavy force, and lifted the other hand to pull Liu Xuejia down to the seat. Several pieces of broken iron and gravel flew over from above, almost grazing Liu Xuejia's hair.

At this moment, a larger and faster stainless steel shard struck at an unbiased angle, right at Wen Qianyi's chest, and he knew that it was too late to dodge.

Wen Qian's face was expressionless, his right arm curled with his elbow as the contact point, and after the most precise calculation, even the slightest error would have the most serious consequences, and he aimed his elbow at the side of the stainless steel fragment.

It's like it's been rehearsed thousands of times.

Relying on the power of instantaneous contact, the flight trajectory of the fragments was changed, and at the same time, the body suddenly turned sideways to avoid this fatal injury!

This is not an action that ordinary people can make at all, and it is impossible for special forces in film and television works to have this kind of reaction, if you insist on filming, in the eyes of the audience, it is no different from the Legend of Anti-Japanese Heroes.

If someone is watching from the side, they will see a young man in a school uniform dancing in a variety of strange poses in front of the seat in this aisle, monkey dancing and extreme sports enthusiasts performing......

More accurately, he looks like a master dancer swaying his steps, elegant and unhurried.

The explosion is nothing more than the sonata of a waltz.

Inside the restaurant, I don't know how many innocent diners were seriously injured by the debris brought by the shock wave, but Wen Qian was almost unscathed.

A strange iron pipe appeared in his field of vision.

The reason why it is strange is that there is a huge line of flowers engraved on the side of the iron pipe in English "som17", and Wen Qian even has the leisure to observe this detail.

The iron pipe shot at Zhang Yao!

In Wen Qianyi's eyes, the flight speed of this iron pipe was no different from other debris, and it was a little slower. He felt a strong sense of crisis reflected in his instincts.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop it, and the iron pipe hit the knuckles, and immediately pretended to shatter the bones, and the fingers didn't know how to twist into them.

There was no time to scream, let alone dodge, Wen Qian suddenly lost his balance, fell to the other side, and then ...... A chopstick was inserted directly into his head, revealing only a short section of less than a centimeter on the outside. This fatal injury is enough to kill an adult male instantly.

Gentleness is certainly not detached from the basic attributes of human beings.

All the senses came to an abrupt end...... The world around them fades away, immersed in a quiet darkness.

A voice suddenly rang out.

The sound is neutral, with synthesized voices like Siri's intelligent voice.

"This is the end of the 4931st Crisis Response Exercise."

Crisis response?

It's clearly a deliberate murder!

If he could see his face now, Wen Qian also knew that it must be as white as the walls of the school, mixed with the miserable white of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, the catastrophe and not dying, and the tragic white of not being able to survive or die.

Wen Qian also has a good personality, but now he wants to scold his mother, and wants to use the dirtiest and obscene language, and use words that the most cynical trolls at the bottom of society can't make up to greet the whole family of women with this voice.

But he simply did not dare to provoke the owner of this voice.

This guy calls himself codenamed SOM17, an alien life from a high-dimensional world.

Wen Qian also forgot that he knew very well how this guy who forcibly broke into his body in the first place - the leader of these countless rebirths was this mysterious alien life......

It's obviously dark, but Wen Qian can still vaguely feel his head, and his sense of existence is very, rightfully clear. Because no one will turn a blind eye to what runs through their brain, let alone a handy chopstick that seems to have been used by others.

4931st death.

Wen Qianyi's nerves were tense and almost reached the limit.

He has experienced 4,931 explosions in Huifeng Food City, and he has gradually learned to try to dodge from his sudden death in panic at the beginning.

It's not that he hasn't thought about escaping from Huifeng Food City.

From the resurrection to the explosion, he had a full 6 minutes and 17 seconds to prepare.

According to normal thinking, leaving this dangerous place is definitely the safest choice, and Wen Qian has certainly tried similar methods. But every time he tried to leave the food city, he just took half a step, and his spirit would suddenly be in a trance for a while, and when he was relieved, the countdown in his mind had returned to 0.

Boom -

Welcome to death.

Eventually, he gave up on the naïve idea of escaping the food city.

Every fatal death is the accumulation of the next rebirth. The memory of death is absolutely unforgettable, and Wen Qian has gone through countless attempts and untold pains before he can barely remember all the dangers that will kill him.

The 261st rebirth, he survived the explosion with serious injuries.

In the 1728th rebirth, he found a way to survive the explosion and left the explosion site unscathed, but the cycle still did not end.

In the 1923rd rebirth, he went from swearing madly to resigning himself to decadence. From this time on, on the premise of guaranteeing his own life, he began to try to try to save others. The young and beautiful reporter Liu is very much in line with his aesthetics.

If he didn't have the idea of saving people as a support, and didn't find a more difficult goal to numb himself, he felt that he would completely collapse and go crazy.

He and Liu Xuejia went from being passers-by to gradually getting to know each other, and even Liu Xuejia's purpose, where the guy she wanted to interview was in the food city, these things were also clear in the rebirth.

The 3848th rebirth, reporter Liu also survived, grateful to him, and couldn't wait to make a promise. Mr. SOM17 reappears and tells Wen that he will be adding new environmental variables to the experiment.

"I'm going to you buy a watch for crisis response training." Wen Qian also gritted his teeth and cursed.

In the 4107th rebirth, he finally deeply realized what the hell is the environmental variable...... In fact, it is pots and pans, rubble residues, and unlike other explosive projectiles, these things are engraved with the logo of SOM17.

The 4930th rebirth, just when he was already mentally numb, a new role, Zhang Yao, appeared.

ZHANG Yao......

The name was like a key that gradually restored Wen Qianyi's memory.

He suddenly recalled Zhang Yao's identity, as if a document in his memory had suddenly unlocked the lock.

Countless rebirths have made the memory less clear, and in terms of time, it is obviously what happened in the morning, and in Wen Qianyi's mind, it is as long as a month or two has passed.

She was her companion and classmate, and she originally agreed to take the bus to the city library to buy some study materials for revision. Just when the two of them were changing trains halfway, a nightmare appeared.

First, a guy who called himself som17 appeared in his mind, seized control of his body in a panicked situation, and walked step by step to Huifeng Food City, which was about a few hundred meters away from the transfer station.

Sit down, motionless, with a bang, the sky and the sun shoulder to shoulder.

Try to escape, then explode into the sky, and accept fate.

SOM17's neutral synthesized sound sounded again.

"The training has been remarkable. The new character variables obviously have a more obvious impact on you than the environmental variables. ”

"According to the test, between the last 17.12 seconds and 49.63 seconds, the cortisol and epinephrine levels in your brain have soared to critical levels, and with the fragile physiology of carbon-based life, such chemical imbalances need to be avoided as much as possible."

"The 'cortisol' and 'epinephrine' produced by high levels of stress impair the ability of carbon-based organisms to search for information."

The self-proclaimed som17 voice is not in a hurry and seems to enjoy the process.

"This surge in the secretion of trait hormones seems to be related to the relationship between carbon-based life, and it is difficult for humans to tolerate excessive external stimuli. Because of the lower structure of the brain, high-intensity stimulation of more than 93.2% will cause negative effects. I'm trying to study the theories of social relations that anthropologists have come up with, and although I've observed them more than once, it's still worth documenting. ”

"This is the end of the first training session." som17 said it was satisfied.

The sound grew quieter, and the darkness around him seemed to grow deeper.

Wen Qian was about to say something, but before he could speak, the sensations in his body seemed to gradually regain consciousness, as if he had woken up from his sleep.

"Wen Qianyi, wake up! We're at the City Library Station! ”

It's Zhang Yao's voice! What's going on?

It was still pitch black in front of him, but Wen Qianyi had endless surprises in his heart. The darkness in that world is very different from the darkness with your eyes closed! He can still tell this clearly.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, as if he had been ravaged by countless big men, so sour that he didn't even have the strength to lift his arms.

"Thank you for taking bus 239, the city library stop arrived at ......"

Looking around, he found himself sitting in the back seat of the bus, and on the other side, Zhang Yao smiled sweetly, revealing a charming and beautiful dimple.

Wen Qian was also stunned.

Was it just a dream?

He pinched himself, grinning in pain. Zhang Yao saw this action, couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile, shook her head and said, "You are really sleepy." By the way, where did you run before you just got in the car? I've been waiting for you for almost half an hour! ”

Wen Qianyi's expression was still a little sluggish, he looked at Zhang Yao, looked out the window, the sun was shining.

The driver was still urging badly: "Hey, the two people in the back can't get out of the car!" I'm closed! ”

"Let's get down!"

Seeing that Wen Qianyi was still stunned, Zhang Yao was a little afraid of the driver's rough attitude, hesitated, his face was slightly red, he gritted his teeth and grabbed Wen Qianyi's arm, and dragged him out of the car stiffly.

It wasn't until the surface of his feet touched the solid asphalt ground that Wen Qian was relieved from his confused state.

"It's good to be alive......"

"Huh?"

Zhang Yao's face was as red as an apple, and she pretended to be nothing, glancing at Wen Qianyi stubbornly, and then hurriedly turned her head and looked at the scenery.

"Nothing." Wen Qianyi smiled and exhaled slowly: "It's just a terrible dream." ”

After living for so long, for the first time, he felt so precious to live freely.

At this time, Zhang Yao's Nokia e63 suddenly sounded: "Circle circle circle, circle circle, every day, every day, every day, I look at your face deeply......"

She smiled apologetically, then picked up the phone, and the caller was her best friend Chen Yuanyuan.

Chen Yuanyuan shouted in surprise: "Hey, Yaoyao, have you heard? There was just an accident in a restaurant in Xicheng District, which injured many people. You and Wen Qian are also out there, are you fine? Where has it been? ”

"It's okay, it's okay, we just took No. 239 to the city library." Zhang Yao has long been accustomed to this best friend's character, and asked casually: "Where is the restaurant you are talking about, and what's going on?" ”

The sound of the E63's earpiece is not small, which is enough for Wen Qian to hear clearly.

"Ah, it is said that it is a food city called Huifeng, the gas exploded, and it was miserable......"

Wen Qianyi's expression froze.