Liu Junlin and Yu Ziyu sat back to back on the school's playground, and the place that was lively a few days ago was now a little deserted. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A few students were slowly dribbling the ball, because of the outside events, the entire Dragon City No. 5 Middle School seemed very stressed, and there were already two seniors from Dragon City No. 5 Middle School, who paid their young lives for this damn virus.

On the official website of Longcheng No. 5 Middle School, there are still their photos and the eulogy written by the principal himself, they are the pride of Longcheng No. 5 Middle School.

The students who were in a hurry walked in front of the two of them, and if they changed their previous words, they might make a joke, say hello or something, and there were not a few people who wanted to sign autographs, but unfortunately no one was in the mood now.

"Let's go back, it's a little cold!"

"Hmm!" Yu Ziyu nodded obediently, Liu Junlin has also been a little depressed in the past few days, and this pressure has been passed on to other people around him.

There were a lot of people in the classroom, and the students were reading intently at the books, especially the students who originally planned to go to medical school, and they were all working harder.

From this disaster, it can be seen that when human beings are faced with sudden viruses or germs, they are always a little slow to respond, and this slowness means that someone has to sacrifice their lives to overcome the problem.

The sun in China is gradually setting, but it is daytime in the west.

On the famous fashion street in the city of Paris, the capital of Fanos, there are not many people at all, and occasionally a pedestrian is still hurrying by, and the open stores and shops have not had turnover for several days, but this is not the point, the boss thinks that it is time to give employees a vacation.

A little girl of five or six years old, bored fiddling with her toys, cartoons on the TV, has watched it several times.

It's a pity that her mother didn't let her go out to play, and even her brother, who usually likes to mess around, was locked up at home, and several little guys looked at each other, not knowing what to do at all.

My father's task was to go out in a hurry every day, get the newspaper back, and then keep an eye on a few of them, so as not to let them run outside.

"And the terrible devil is wreaking havoc on the world, if we go out, we may be killed by it!" The fifteen-year-old brother touched his sister's head, and he and his two younger brothers nodded as if they didn't understand.

"Will there be a hero to defeat the devil?" The little girl, raised up and looked at her brother with a small face.

The TV just switched to the news channel, and the host's tone was heavy and brought bad news, in the past day, seventeen more people were infected and three died in the entire city of Paris, from the professor of the Faculty of Medicine of Paris University, Professor Chamberlain, who gave his young life for all mankind.

A photo of a handsome middle-aged man appeared on the screen, and then there was the picture of his body being sent out of the research institute, because he was infected by the virus, so he had to burn it as quickly as possible to prevent mutation or infecting other people, and even his family did not have a chance to say goodbye in person.

Looking at the middle-aged professor on the screen, the boy's hand paused, pointed to the TV screen and said, "Lilian, you see that he is a hero, fighting for the war devil!" ”

"Did the hero fail?"

"No, heroes don't fail, and when he dies, his power is passed on to others, and then the other heroes continue to fight until the day comes when the devil is defeated!" The boy's tone was firm, and this naughty boy, who didn't study well, seemed to have made his own decision.

My sister nodded as if she didn't understand, and then continued to look at the TV screen, waving her little fist at the photos in the TV, and making a cheering motion.

Compared with Lillian, there are several older brothers to accompany her, and Amy, who is located in Ranarden, Great Britain, can only take it alone, because her sister or brother is still in her mother's belly, and in addition to her mother, she is accompanied by the dog with the foot of Audi in the house.

But Amy is a sensible little girl, she knows that she can't go out now, and if she goes out, it will make her parents worry, because there are demons from hell out there who want to kill all mankind, and those heroes are fighting.

"Mom, when can I play with the kids?"

"Wait until the devil is defeated!" The mother hugged the little girl and stroked her blonde hair.

"When will the hero defeat the devil, will I be able to do so at the beginning of the next semester?"

"Absolutely!"

"Mom, do you say that if I pray here, will the heroes hear?"

"Definitely!"

So in the window of a certain villa, a little girl looked at the blue sky outside, touched and closed her eyes, and drew a cross on her chest: "Almighty Lord, please hear the voice of little Amy, and bless the heroes to defeat the devil as soon as possible!" ”

Thousands of kilometers away from Great Britain, the Black State, compared to here, is simply a paradise and a region, many children are infected, they struggle helplessly, crying, screaming for their parents, hoping to get help.

There were also children, thinking about the gods praying, while the adults, on the contrary, seemed to have accepted the fact of their death, staring blankly at the sky, their eyes gradually losing color, and by the time someone noticed him, their bodies had begun to turn cold.

Inside the glass wall, a five-year-old boy looked at his mother through the wall: "Mom, am I going to die, Lord, have you abandoned me!" ”

"No, Bit, you're the cutest little angel, you won't die!" As the mother spoke, tears were already raining down, and she couldn't cry silently.

Heavily armed police and military personnel, patrolling not far away, making sure that no infected person can come out, and seeing one by one crying people, they can't do anything, this is for more people to consider, not a matter of compassion.

When the sound of crying fades down, it means that someone has passed away, and people unconsciously pray, and nothing else can be done.

In the country of Bald Eagle Country, the hospital is full of people, but the amount of disinfectant sprayed every day has exceeded the annual use.

I can't see people walking in groups, I can't see children playing, I can't see YNBA players playing, the whole world is shrouded in shadows, and a large number of medical scientists are trying to break through this shadow.

When everyone is on the Internet, the most they see is probably bad news, or the voices of celebrities praying, seeing off a certain sacrificial medical scientist, and the usual noisy voices stop at this moment, because it is not a matter of a certain country or a certain person.

Just yesterday, there were netizens from Italy on the Internet, using a drone to shoot a video, on the flowery street, stray dogs and cats become the protagonists, mice swaggering on the street, hurried pedestrians, it is simply an alternative to the world, there is no sensational description, but it makes people's hearts blocked and noses sour.