Li Hao lay inside, and soon felt that his whole body was hot, his muscles ached, and his throat was like fire.

Come to think of it, this is a sign of mutation. He couldn't and couldn't say anything to Zhao Yuyu outside, but his consciousness was still sober.

Gradually, he had a feeling of floating on his own, and he wondered if it was an out-of-body experience after death, or if it was a near-death experience that was said to have been studied by many authorities......

But his consciousness was clear.

He could even calmly think about what situation he was in.

Eventually, he realized that he had drifted to what looked like a café and saw two people.

To be precise, only two figures are seen, the surrounding environment is very clear, so clear that the cup on the table is not filled with coffee but black tea, he can see clearly, and even smell the smell, but these two backs are very blurry, like a halo, can only roughly see two figures, one is fat, one is thin, not only their figures are more blurred, even their voices seem to be filtered, I can't hear whether it is a male voice or a female voice, I can't hear the age, but I can hear the content of their conversation very clearly.

"Li Hao, pawn, the whole book is over."

"That's the end of the book? I came today to talk to you about the copyright of film and television adaptations, but you told me that this is the end of the book? Isn't Li Hao the protagonist? Why did you hang up so quickly? ”

"Hehe, Editor-in-Chief Hu, Li Hao is the protagonist, but the real doomsday does not have the so-called protagonist, everyone will die, and Li Hao is no exception. Leo Tolstoy said that the characters of fiction have their own fate, and sometimes even the author cannot grasp it. So Li Hao hung up, this is his fate. ”

"However, the book was still written by you, you wrote Li Hao to death, you threw away this character very casually, and you finished a book very casually...... No, it's a eunuch. ”

"Uh...... Well, in fact, it can't be said to be casual, in fact, when I was designing, among several alternative protagonists, Li Hao was the weakest, especially in the apocalyptic environment, his goodness may bring a trace of warmth to people, but from the perspective of survival, it is actually meaningless, he can't form a kind of survival execution, which is not economical, and it does not conform to the kind of decisive character that readers like, so he can only hang. ”

"So who is the real protagonist in your book?"

"As I said before, there are several alternative protagonists, and then according to the free development of the plot, whoever can survive to the end is the real protagonist. In other words, we are here to discuss who the main characters are, as if we are the ones who can decide their fate, but in fact, in the world of the novel, their fate is not in my hands, because of the development of the plot, I can't predict it myself. ”

"In other words, Li Hao actually still has a chance to become the protagonist."

“…… Uh, Mr. Hu, why are you still holding Li Hao? He's already infected, I've given the setting of the environment, and I'm not going to hang on to anyone in this book, since he's infected, then he only has one ending: mutation. Otherwise, I would be rejecting my own design, and at least one thing must be clear, that there is no resurrection after death, and that my worldview does not allow me to violate this law of nature. ”

"He's not dead, he's just infected. You don't set that as long as you are infected, it will mutate 100%, we all know that life will find its own way out, such as antibodies, self-healing, etc., and there is such a thing as a miracle in medicine. ”

"Mr. Hu, you are messing with me, from the perspective of personality, he is also the most unsuitable to be the protagonist, too meaty."

"You also said that your protagonist is not determined by you, but by themselves as the plot develops, I think you should not jump to conclusions, because this is the more interesting part of your book, of course, I don't mean that Li Hao must survive, I prefer to see something different, something unpredictable.

And when the characters in your novel try to survive and change the so-called inevitable fate, they are actually changing the fate of your book, and furthermore, you are changing your fate, and it may also change the fate of the people who are writing us into the book. Maybe we exist in the world of an author? A lot of things, although only theoretically possible, but as long as there is this possibility, you can't rule it out. ”

"Editor-in-chief Hu, what you said is getting more and more abstract, readers won't buy it......"

"Few people read your books......"

"Mr. Hu, do you have to be so ruthless?"

"For your book, you are the god who created the world, but you can't be too willful, too hasty, when you are a random eunuch who is ruthless and irresponsible, maybe you are ruining a world with your own ecology. Aren't you afraid that your characters will one day come to you from their world to yours? You'll regret your rashness then. ”

"So you really think that the world created by the author is not just virtual and imaginary, but will form its own ecology?"

"Nothing is absolutely impossible, the supernatural part, isn't there a saying that the ghost really came to him in the author's writing? That incident is very famous, although the official report is that there is no such thing at all, but it is true that the author committed suicide later, and later it was revealed that the way he committed suicide was too bizarre to be done by himself at all......"

"So that's why I love the paranormal section, but I never write about the supernatural...... Well, I'm not supernatural, it's science fiction. ”

"Talking about science, huh? Speaking of science, this is a concept of space in different dimensions, and the possibility of its existence in theory is much greater than that of the supernatural. ”

“…… Okay, Mr. Hu, you win, heal yourself, heal yourself, by the way, there is an antibody that can be used to save someone or something, this should be reasonable......"

……

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu...... Do you know what? I heard some strange conversations, and I had suspected that there was another space outside of the space we were, and they were watching us like a play......

But it doesn't matter, they see us as data that can be erased casually, but we don't want to be as they want, the more casual they are, the more we have to work hard to show them...... Xiaoyu, haha, I didn't mutate, I didn't die, brother, I came back from the catastrophe, the world is invincible! Little ......"

didn't answer, Zhao Yuyu's humming was long gone, the world was very quiet, if it weren't for the leakage of some sunlight in the holes that were pierced by the knife, Li Hao would feel that he was in a void.

He was now covered in sweat, as if he had been soaked in water, and at the same time he was unusually thirsty, he didn't know how long he had been lying in this iron coffin, he just felt that it was very stuffy, very hot, and this stuffiness almost made him breathless.

He reached out and patted the cabinet door, and kept shouting Zhao Yuyu's name, but he never got a response. He tried to push the cabinet door, but it was stuck after only pushing it open a little, and he knew that Zhao Yuyu had locked the cabinet door according to what he said.

Li Hao didn't know what the situation was now, he didn't know if Zhao Yuyan was still outside, and he didn't know where she would go if she wasn't there, but he knew that he was very conscious now, and he was sure that he was not mutated.

However, if Zhao Yuyu is no longer outside, although he has not mutated, he still starves to death and suffocates in the cabinet in the end, the voice of "the whole book is finished" will probably ring in his ears again.

And there must have been a bit of ridicule...... Look, I'll just say that hanging up is Li Hao's fate......

Li Hao began to push the cabinet door with all his might, but he could only push it open a little bit each time, because the space inside was very narrow, he couldn't even bend his legs to kick the cabinet door, and after trying it, he felt that he was panting badly and it was difficult to breathe. He could only tilt his head and lean over to the holes to breathe.

At this time, he found that the iron sheet of this iron cabinet was actually really thin, especially the part without tendons in the middle, he tried to use the short-handled axe to pry the iron sheet, and now it seems that he forgot to leave the short-handled axe outside for Zhao Yuyu, and now it has played a role.

He used his axe to pry the iron apart a little more comfortably to breathe, but when he had pried it a little bit, he tried to pry it a little more, and then a little, and a little more...... His hand was cut by the iron sheet, and the blood dripped down his mouth, and he licked his tongue and swallowed his own blood, and then continued to pry the iron sheet, although he had no strength to pry the iron sheet whole, but he could poke his head out of part of it.

Then he saw that the lock on the door was only hanging on it, and was not locked, so he withdrew his head, stretched out his hand, and easily took the lock. Thinking about whether to scold Xiao Yu for this careless guy, but she should think that the zombies would not take the lock off anyway.

After taking one last deep breath, Li Hao pushed the cabinet door open with both hands.

However, when he turned out of the cabinet with all his strength and fell to the ground with a snap, he froze as soon as he turned his head.

He found that Zhao Yuyu was lying next to him, to be precise, lying on the ground next to the cabinet. Her eyes were closed, her expression looked sad, and underneath her body was a stain of dried blood, reddish-brown, clean, uninfected.

And on her wrist, a deep knife mark was left.

“……”

Li Hao wanted to shout, but his hoarse voice could barely make any sound, and he wanted to cry, but the water in his body seemed to have evaporated, and he couldn't cry a single tear.

……