Ants living in big cities can't even find the rotting carcasses of animals, and they envy their kind living in the jungle, envying them for having wild fruits, carcass remains and other food. And they can only look among the garbage, looking for the residue that can sustain the race.

And one of the worker ants. Who will remember him, who will care about him, when he is stepped on, who will take care of him, even death can't exchange a little gaze that can stay for a moment.

I have always felt that I am dying in reality, going to and from work, eating and excreting, sleeping and waking up, waiting for decay, I don't know what my meaning is, but I shouldn't be in the flattering smiling face of the senior executive, not in the writhing body of my sister in the online chat, and not in this modern city of boundless steel jungle.

Zhou Hu felt that he was about to rot, and he returned home from the age of thirty, dragging a half-crippled body, which would rot until he was old, and then turn into dirt and become a name, no, not even a name would exist, because no one would remember you.

Alas, the streets are bustling with traffic, and the beginning of nightlife allows many young people to escape from their stuffy rooms and squander their time to the fullest.

Zhou Hu tiredly put down the wrench in his hand, slipped out of a brand-name car, sat up and slowed down for a while, and took a sip of water from the cheap extraordinarily large water bottle on the side.

"Eh, Brother Wang, this car is almost there, just wait for the owner to come and let him try it tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, let's go, there will be a Lincoln tomorrow, name you to change, come early."

"Eh, okay, I'll definitely be early tomorrow."

As he spoke, he walked away with a cane in one step.

...............

Zhou Hu sat on the roof of a house with more than 30 floors, his legs resting on the eaves, and the night breeze blew, making him feel a burst of coolness.

There is a half-bag of drunkard peanuts next to him, holding a bottle of liquor with only the bottom of the bottle in his hand, in this famous second-tier city, at night, although the lights are bright, but where can he go.

Now the days are also called life, every day to get up early and be greedy, the boss has a bad temper, but he gives a lot of money, and he has been doing it. But am I going to live like this?

Zhou Hu's eyes blurred back to the past, 14 years of military career, 14 years of passionate years, the training that felt boring at the time, now thinking back on those are all fun, at that time I felt the same oath, and now I think back is full of aftertaste.

"Raise your gun! Put! Put away the guns! Hold on! There are only ten groups left! I tell you! I did it at the time! It's a thousand times more difficult than you are now! 10,000 times! ”

Zhou Hu kept thinking about the past in his mind, and a smile slowly appeared on his mouth, deep in memories, as if he could let him live again.

Zhou Hu muttered softly: "Old bastard, how long have you deceived us, we are obviously the best, hehe, hahahahaha." ”

Zhou Hu's eyes were filled with tears, he held the wine bottle in one hand, and kept stroking his right leg with the other, all the time. Harder and harder, faster and faster, and in the end it was beating, beating hard.

"Ahh Tears were in my eyes, trembling all over, and then I smashed my right thigh with a wine bottle.

He stopped, he was tired, Zhou Hu gasped, slowly put the wine bottle next to him, and then slowly used his trembling hands that were too strong just now, and straightened his clothes.

He took out a small red box from his pocket and opened it slowly, which were full of some military merit medals, trembling and pinned to his chest, one after another, and when it came to the last one, he stopped, looked at the national emblem on the box, and looked at Tiananmen Square on the military merit medal and was stunned.

Then he regained his calm, although his eyes were slightly red and swollen after crying, his eyes were still clear, the alcohol did not anesthetize the nerves, and he slowly took off the military medal with both hands, put it aside, and then jumped into the 。。。。。

【Body Transmission......

[10%, 50%, 100%, the transmission is completed, and the examination is carried out in two permanent injuries to the target's body, one small area of trauma, and many small volume foreign body fragments, to be repaired......]

[The target is conscious, whether to give a recovery order......]

Zhou Hu was lying in a pitch-black void, with a few fist-sized spots of light on the surface of his skin, constantly moving.

In the darkness, several rows of pale blue text floated in the air, emitting a faint shimmer. appeared in front of Zhou Hu out of thin air.

Zhou Hu's eyes were closed, his teeth were clenched, and his facial muscles were too hard to exert himself. The neck muscles are also spasming.

After a while, Zhou Hu slowly began to relax, thinking to himself: "Why haven't I landed yet, why is the weightlessness gone, have I reached the ground?" ”

Zhou Hu opened his eyes, saw the light blue text in front of him, looked at the darkness around him, and sat up with difficulty.

Zhou Hu didn't look at that line of text, but began to check his body, his right leg was still tingling, his upper body was still in a familiar position, with a familiar scar, and when he touched it with his hand, he could still feel the feel of a foreign body.

"I'm not dead?"

Zhou Hu had long noticed those suspicious words, but out of vigilance against the unknown, he ignored them.

"It's my own body, and everything around me doesn't feel like a human prank, it doesn't seem to be caused by man."

Zhou Hu looked at the faint blue word in front of him [Does it automatically repair the body] and said tentatively: "Yes." ”

Suddenly there was a piercing pain all over your body, as if a 300-pound person was stepping on your body little by little.

In addition, there are dozens of needles piercing various parts without hesitation.

"Ahh

Zhou Hu roared, his body was bruised, like the roots of an old tree, entrenched on his body.

After a long time, Zhou Hu's eyes slowly opened, his heart was still beating strongly, he felt the congestion of all parts of his body, and his brain also woke up.

"My legs, alright?!"

[Yes, the target has returned to the time when it was at its most vigorous.] 】

[Goal, Yes/No Agree to Disclaimer, Yes/No Join User Join Agreement, here is everything you want]

Zhou Hu was feeling his long-lost right leg, and when he saw this sentence, he stopped and asked, "Agreement?" What do I need to give. And what can you get? ”

Zhou Hu knew in his heart that what he was experiencing was a supernatural event, and he knew very well what his body had been like.

If it was really man-made, I would willingly go and make him a cow and a horse.

[The goal will be through the company's short-term training, and then to complete the tasks assigned by the company, according to the difficulty of the task, the reward is different. 】

[As long as you want, you will have it.] 】

Zhou Hu looked at the light blue text in front of him and said, "Then what will happen if I don't accept the user agreement." ”

[The subject's body will not be recovered, but it is not allowed to mention what it has experienced to the outside world, and it is to return to the unconscious.] 】

Before I fell unconscious, I was in the air more than 20 floors high, so what was the use of going back.

Moreover, Zhou Hu felt that if he signed this contract, his life would be turned upside down.

"Good! I'll sign! ”

The blue font faded, and it became pitch black. A rustic-looking piece of parchment popped up in the void and hung in mid-air.

Zhou Hu stood up and walked to the parchment. The parchment is full of strange symbols, and at the bottom, there is a large blank space.

[Yes/No to sign a contract.] 】

Zhou Hu looked at the parchment in front of him, he had too much to do, and what he lost was lost after all, and he didn't belong to the jungle of steel.

"Agreed."

As soon as Zhou Hu's words fell, his hand was raised uncontrollably, and then there was a swastika wound in the palm of his hand that oozed blood.

Then press the palm of your hand towards the blank space of the parchment. A stinging pain came from the palm of his hand, and a bright red blood infected the parchment, and the entire parchment turned pale red, revealing a faint bloody aura.

The palms of the hands also became hot, and the swastika turned into a pale red scar and remained in the palms of the hands, but unlike ordinary scars, this scar was very regular.