December 19, 2024, 11:55 p.m.

There are only five minutes left until twelve o'clock.

Han Xiuyu pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and turned his head to look at the Gothic clock tower that belonged to Chonghua Private University standing not far behind him, and the hour and minute hands on the characteristic disc chased each other, pulling the nerves of the world that became more and more delicate.

The eyes are deep, inadvertently revealing a hint of sharpness. He stood in the crowded streets, slowly waiting for that moment to come.

For his innate instinct of mystical foreknowledge, he does not say that he has 100% trust in it, but in some special circumstances, after all, he would rather believe it or not.

He was wearing an old-fashioned outfit, a down jacket, a pair of jeans washed with filial piety, and a pair of lightweight sports running shoes. The only difference is that he doesn't carry two large bags of snacks in his hands like in his dream, and he also has a portable firearm in the inside of his pocket.

If dreams are another reflection of the real world, then he believes that the guns he is carrying must be useful.

The same streets, the same people, the same hustle and bustle, the same crowds...... The world, at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, will ring the death knell of hell in a gorgeous meteor shower.

He remembered this moment, but for some reason, he always felt that something was wrong in his heart.

His eyes behind his lenses roamed left and right, searching around for the figure of a child whose impression had been somewhat blurred. Skipping the tall or short, fat or thin figures, I carefully searched two or three times, but as far as the eye could see, there were just some photography enthusiasts who had placed their cameras in the square, as well as many couples hooking shoulders.

Not to mention a short child, I'm afraid that a big man of about 1.8 meters will only be overwhelmed by the constant flow of people. If you want to find a child, you have to have the ability to become a police dog.

How could it be...... Nothing?

His heart was slightly anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

Even if he wants to change some of the established realities by trying to figure out the prediction, he has to evaluate the truth that the form is stronger than the human being.

Han Xiuyu felt the space around him being squeezed more and more, and quietly moved his body out of the encirclement of onlookers. Retracted into a relatively empty premises. He began to wonder if the idea of saving people was really feasible with his own blood.

The crowd had become denser and denser, and a cold and unusual voice suddenly appeared in his heart, and the voice told him: Give up that child.

Abandon that child......

Indeed, rushing in to save people with that density is simply self-defeating.

In case he hasn't found it yet, he was pounced on and eaten by the deformed guy behind him, so who would he cry to! Good intentions and good deeds must also have a sense of proportion, rather than sending death for the sake of righteousness, he still prefers to live quietly.

He, Han Xiuyu, has always been a very realistic person.

"Hey! Xiao Yu! It's really easy to find, it turns out that your kid is here! A familiar voice sounded abruptly. Wei Jun gasped for breath. Round running from the rear. Suddenly threw up an arm full of fat and put it on Han Xiuyu's shoulder, only knocking him to the ground, and almost fell over.

Before he could get angry, his brain suddenly recalled the voice he had heard in his dreams.

Han Xiuyu. Run, run."

"Han Xiuyu, run!"

One echo after another in his mind, anxious and desperate, with a twelve-point longing, piercing his head with a faint pain.

Turning his head in a trance, looking at Wei Jun who was squinting at Wei Jun with a pair of sinister eyes in front of him and a hippie smile, Han Xiuyu didn't realize until then that the voice in the dream was almost exactly the same as Wei Jun.

WEI Jun. Wei Fatty!

At this moment, he no longer thought about it, let alone any more passionate feelings, he reached out and grabbed Wei Jun's pig's trotters, and vigorously dragged it after. Running backwards like crazy.

What saves a child who has been dismembered, what kills the living dead, what girl who raises a knife...... To hell with them!

No one, no one, can compare to the brother who grew up with him.

Han Xiuyu dragged a huge ball of meat to a corner where there was almost no one, and Wei Jun's annoying broken thoughts like flies echoed in his ears: "Run, run, run!" What a run! Do you know that the image of the two men on the street is very bad, hey! Xiao Yu! Don't run! You fat brother can't run! "

"Brother...... Brother, I thought you were with ...... The girlfriend and girlfriend came together, and they were thinking about taking a look at their younger siblings...... Huhu, why did you kid run away like this, hey! "

Wei Jun chattered endlessly, only to feel that his legs were as heavy as if they had been filled with lead.

He walked hard while sweating like rain, and continued to complain without changing his mind.

It wasn't until a bell rang heavily in his ears that Han Xiuyu, who was running quickly in front, was stunned and let go of his pig's trotters.

Wei Jun was so tired that he panicked, and almost the next moment when the other party's hand was released, he sat down on the ground.

He gasped, and inadvertently looked up but saw dozens of bright green meteors in the pitch-black sky, the long tail and a small amount of green silver powder scattered from the sky, which made his expression have a momentary obsession: "It's so beautiful...... Shooting Stars."

But he didn't notice that the faces of his companions were very pale.

"Brush ╠╠".

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Yun Mo rudely opened the huge floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony, dressed in a thin cotton pajamas, and despite the cold of the winter night, he reached out and climbed onto the balcony railing neatly.

She stood firmly on the narrow railing, her petite figure with a sense of Immediacy as thick as Tarzan.

Countless green meteors slid down from the sky in a hurry, with a hint of phosphorus powder invisible to the naked eye, floating in the air, following the breath of people from one person to another, as the air flowed into some tall buildings, and then through the ventilation ducts of Guò to be transmitted to more distant places......

With a solemn expression, she stretched out her small hand, controlled her spiritual power to capture the particles floating in the air, and in just a few moments, she gathered a light green powder the size of a fingernail in her palm.

She let go of her sense of smell and sniffed the pile of powder gently, and for a second, her face was full of astonishment.

The brain quickly recalled the information she had seen in Andros's real room, which was one of the sincerity that Scott had given her in order to establish a partnership with her.

It is clearly recorded that one of the sources of extraction of the T virus is a meteorite!

And tonight's massive meteor shower is a meteorite carrying shoddy virus crystals!

Global meteor shower ...... That's the spread of the virus on a global scale. Almost no one is immune.

Each meteorite will have fierce friction with the atmosphere when it lands, and the previous virus crystals will also turn into the finest particles at high temperatures and drift in the atmosphere, slowly precipitating, and then because of the sudden drop in temperature, it encounters scattered water vapor, condenses into rain and dew, and then falls to the Yangtze River, alpine plains, desert forests...... The T-virus will gradually penetrate into the daily life of humans.

Even if its virus is not very pure, it cannot stand its large amount and pervasive transmission mode.

Infections and mutations are only a matter of hours.

Look at the brightly lit bustling night market square. Yun Mo straightened his spine quietly. But there is no more action.

Viral infections don't happen so quickly. At present, the world is still relatively stable, and she still has some time to prepare mentally, so that she will not be at a loss when the time comes.

Seemingly...... The hint of the Mayan prophecy is true.

When the night of December 21 falls, the dawn of December 22 will never come again.

With the advent of the T virus, is this world really repeating the biochemical catastrophe recorded in the great interstellar history?

"Boom, boom, boom"

There was a sudden explosion of thunder overhead, and immediately after, the raindrops the size of beans fell quickly from the sky, and the crackling people were caught off guard.

I'm really afraid of something, I was thinking about the rain a moment ago, and at this moment there was an unconventional thunderstorm in winter...... It seems that for the great clean-up of this plane of the Earth. That negative rule is really ruthless.

Yun Mo smiled slightly bitterly.

Slight...... The smell of the T-virus, mixed with the rain, dripped onto the swearing pedestrians, and slowly seeped into their skin; Dripping onto large expanses of vegetation, seeping into their foliage and soil......

For T virus. She is completely immune, and can even be said to use it as a nutrient solution.

This kind of virus is like a few drops of rain for her. But this is obviously unbearable for the fragile physique of ordinary people, and it will not be long before a large number of people will be sent to the hospital because of fever.

She withdrew her deep gaze, turned back into the room, and began to gather her few bags.

Just as Huaxia was bathed in the light green rain of the T-virus solution, a terrible change was taking place in the Miyazaki area of Japan's Kyushu Island, which was separated by a sea.

In the biochemical forbidden area, a blood-red crow raised its head from a newly dead corpse, its dark beak was stained with the flesh of the corpse, and it flexibly turned its mouth to take out the still warm internal organs from the corpse's abdominal cavity, and swallowed it in the abdomen.

The corpse lying on the ground was a reporter before his death, and he came here in order to explore the epidemic situation on Kyushu Island, which has great doubts, but unexpectedly, he was able to step into this area, and he got a headshot.

In the end, he was unlucky enough to become a zombie crow's ration.

The zombie crow puffed out its sharp wings, which had become a little metallic, and after calling twice, it took advantage of the short time when the defenders changed their posts and rose into the air.

It was an indigenous inhabitant of the region earlier, and it had narrowly escaped the death of the nuclear bombing, after which it was eroded by nuclear radiation and was lucky enough to open its consciousness.

Its mutation has reached its limit, and what is needed most at the moment is food!

The lusciousness of human flesh and blood makes it unforgettable, so it has to leave here for more food, for more evolutionary possibilities.

Following the direction of the strongest smell of human flesh, it flew swiftly past.