See you at the first sight of the crowd.

You are the only light in this dark world.

The light that belongs only to me.

- Qin Guiyun

After Li Meng's mission failed, he stayed in the apocalyptic world for the rest of his life.

She was idle and had nothing to do, and researched a zombie vaccine.

It took ten years to eradicate the zombie virus, and both the Gu base and her became the existence of the savior of the apocalypse.

Under the leadership of Gu Nuo and the popularization of zombie vaccines, most of the world has finally recovered.

She died earlier than Gu Nuo.

Just a minute or two early.

I was hiccup when I closed my eyes, but I got the task again.

Zero-02 turned off, and it was a cold automatic prompt sound that hung up.

Li Meng was actually curious, and asked for a prompt sound before committing to another task.

"Why is the punishment to stay with the hero for the rest of his life?"

What kind of strange punishment is this?

Prompt tone: "Because the vicious character is not likable, he will definitely be disgusted by the male protagonist." The characters who are disgusted by the protagonist will be tormented by the world in every way, all kinds of bad luck, all kinds of misery, all kinds of torture. If it is better to die early, the male protagonist who has lived and hated her all his life will definitely be in pain and desperate. ”

Just trying to tease the tone.

I didn't expect to get an answer.

All kinds of torture.

The pain is unbearable.

Thinking of Gu Nuo's clingy and sticky appearance, the pain is not painful, it is annoying.

Li Meng's heart was weak for a moment, and she asked again; "Is there any other punishment besides this?"

Prompt tone: "Yes, you need to see yourself a hundred times in the face of your tragic death." ”

The appearance of her tragic death.

It seems that something went wrong with the laboratory and it blew up, and she was blown up as well.

The brain is blurry, and the memory is blurry.

Can't remember the details at all.

So she thought it didn't matter if she looked like she was like a hundred times before she died.

After all, zombies are used to watching it, and what else is not used to.

It's a pity she was wrong.

When she saw her explode, she couldn't help but ask, "Why do you want to freeze in the picture of my head exploding?" ”

Prompt tone: "Because it's good-looking." ”

Li Meng: "......"

Prompt tone: "Your brain IQ is insufficient, also because when you died, your IQ exploded with your brain, do you want to buy IQ medicine?" A bottle doesn't need 90,000, it only costs 98,000 to improve your leaky brain memory. ”

Li Meng: "...... No, thanks. ”

You're just having a brain drain.

You're leaking all over your body.

Who has a problem with their IQ, what is the operation of forcing the host to reduce the intelligence in order to advertise?

Prompt tone: "Auto-traversal activated, erases host memories." ”

As soon as this sentence fell, I didn't wait for Li Meng to be vigilant.

Her mind was foggy, and many small memories were blurred.

It's not that there is no memory, but it's extremely vague, as if through the mist, and he can't even remember Gu Nuo's appearance.

But he vaguely knew that he had something to do with him.

The prompt sound stands coldly in the system space.

Begin to store host memories.

Originally, an emotional reservoir was used to ensure that the host did not have any emotional fluctuations in the plane.

Afterward...... The feelings of a certain host blew up the machine.

There was no later.

——

This is a book that is so bloody that even a dog can't read it.

Li Meng stood expressionlessly in the VIP corridor leading to the presidential suite.

The red carpet is soft and clean, and it is expensive to look at.

The overhead lights are bright and beautiful, and they are expensive to look at.

She bent over, the man lying on her back, tall and muscular, looked at ...... No, it's heavy to carry.

One step, two steps, three steps......

Li Meng walked forward with difficulty, and finally came to the front of the room, she didn't have a card, so she could only reach out and grope back.

Fingers fumbled around, and finally I felt a pocket, and I touched it down.

There is no card.

Switch to the other hand.

Her laborious fingertips, trembling, rubbed against the legs of the man behind her, and touched them inch by inch.

The skin under her fingers seemed to be hot.

Through the pants with good workmanship and smooth fabric, I can still feel the boiling temperature and burn my fingers.

Li Meng pursed her lips, fine sweat began to appear on her forehead, and she was slightly dizzy.

Hurriedly shook his head, and finally inserted his fingertips, scraped through those hot places, and hooked the door card in his pocket.

When he took it out, the man behind him seemed to tremble.