Ten days ago, a certain research institute accidentally caught fire, and the weapon being studied was detonated, because it was very close to the polar regions, and the super heat of its eruption caused the glacier to melt in an instant, and the ancient virus continued to extend to all directions of the world with this air current.

Just as the people who were close to them looked up at the unusual explosion, a huge heat wave came at them in a circle.

While it makes people feel warm, certain changes are also taking place rapidly inside the body. The person with the weakest constitution fell to the ground on the spot. The others didn't hold out for a minute.

Due to the huge energy of the light wave formed by the explosion, all satellite communications in the sky were cut off, and when communication was restored in a few minutes, all living things around the polar regions were wiped out and spread radially to all sides. Before the alarm bell can be sounded, people have already lost their lives.

As a result, humanity all over the world missed the best time to protect and prepare, and by the time they reacted, the world had directly entered the end times. A quarter of the world's population has been lost to the mouth of the virus, and the remaining three-quarters are still struggling.

There is more than one of these ancient viruses, and Hua Luo is not clear how many there are. In short, these viruses are menacing, and human beings cannot develop corresponding vaccines in a short period of time, and can only rely on their own immune system to defend against them.

Now, people who can survive ten days have some abnormalities in their bodies.

Wu Fan and the others let them protect them tightly, coughing from time to time, always reminding them of the indisputable fact that they have been infected with the virus.

"Brother Zhu, drink some water." Wu Fan put the mineral water he took from the supermarket and boiled it in a pot before he dared to give it to people to drink.

Zhu Jingming took a sip of water and felt a little better. "When the meal is ready, I will bring it to her. I'll go back to the house and take a break. He knew that he would not live long, and that he could find a helper for the people who often followed him in the traces of his death, and he would die without regrets.

Zhu Jingming stumbled, and Wu Fan immediately went over to help him. "Brother Zhu, your body? Otherwise, let's go to the hospital in a few moments and look for any medicines that can be used. ”

"No need. I know my body, and you leave me alone. In the evening, if I have not come out, do not come into my house again. ”

Wu Fan watched people enter the house and wanted to say something, but found that no matter what he said, he was a little pale and powerless.

They have changed from the original people in their thirties to a team of only a dozen people, and he is not the only one who has been sent away.

Before the end of the day, they lived by robbing the rich and helping the poor. The usual work is either debt collection or ticket kidnapping. Although these people deserve to die, they are not judges, and there is no reason to pronounce a person's life or death. In nature, they are no different from those who are vicious.

After the end of the day, they helped each other to come down, and if the man was really helpless, they would go farther of their own accord. They are orphans, they come and go alone, and they don't have anything to worry about when they die.

Hua Luo opened the door, looked at the people in the hall who were sitting or standing, and were not in a good mood, and asked them a question, "Are you good people?" ”

The line of good people is not easy to distinguish.

Because in the eyes of your loved ones, you may be a good person; But in the eyes of others, you are a very bad and wicked person.

The good and the bad always change depending on the environment.

Several people lowered their heads, they were not good people, and there was still a human life lawsuit in their hands, how could they be worthy of the word good people.

The bad guys don't seem to be on their side, either.

Because some of the money they get is used to support some orphans, some elderly people who are living in poverty, and some families who are suffering from emergencies and cannot afford medical expenses. In the eyes of others, he has become a model among good people.

Seeing that people didn't answer, Hua Luo asked in a different way: "Do you think you are a good person?" ”

Everyone shook their heads, then nodded again.

"Is it or isn't?" She repeatedly emphasized the question, as if she had to ask the truth.

Wu Fan looked up: "Yes." I consider myself a good person. We are all good people, there are no bad people. In the end, he deliberately increased the volume to prove that he was a good person.

Yes, that's right, they're good people. There is nothing wrong with the perception that the good things they do are worth the bad things they do.

Hua Luo waved his hand, and bottles of medicine appeared on the table. "If you are good people, prove it to me. These medicines can help you alleviate the virus attack in your body. ”

"How do you prove it?" Everyone else was waiting for Wu Fan to make a decision, he asked.

"It's up to you. Medicine can help not only you, but others as well. In the house just now, she developed a total of ten bottles of potions that can be used to alleviate the virus. There are only ten bottles, and if there are more, there will be no raw materials.

How much of a potion these ten bottles can play depends on how these people use it. If it is applied properly, millions of people can be saved, and if it is not applied properly, these people will not live long.

As soon as she came to this world, it consumed a lot of her mental energy, which made her a little tired, and she waved her hand back and said, "You can do the rest." I'm going to rest, don't bother me if it's okay. ”

Back in the house, set up an enchantment, meditate and pranayama. As for the people she needs to protect in this world, she can't die for a while, so she won't be in a hurry to pass.

"Angkor, what do you mean by her?" A few people asked.

Wu Fan: "You ask me, I ask who to go." Since she said it was a life-saving potion, let's take a little bit separately and talk about it depending on the situation. "There are only ten bottles, and one bottle per person is obviously not enough. Moreover, she repeatedly emphasized the issue of good people. It's impossible for the potion to be in their mouths.

He put away the nine bottles of potion on the table, leaving only one bottle, one person poured a drop in his mouth, one bottle was almost gone, there was still a little left, he held the medicine bottle and knocked on Zhu Jingming's door.

"Brother Zhu, come out quickly. She gave us a syrup to mitigate the virus, I just took a sip and I felt better. ”

Zhu Jingming's weak voice came from the door, "No need, you keep it for yourself." ”

Wu Fan continued to knock on the door, "Brother Zhu, if you don't come out, I'll keep knocking." ”

The people lying on the beds in the room tried their best to hold back their stomachs and not vomit out. The day before yesterday, he saw a person with his own eyes, who vomited and kept vomiting, and spit out all organs, as if there was nothing that could not be vomited.

It's good to lie down like this, he died handsomely, not a mess.

"If you don't come out, I'll crash in." The people inside didn't speak, Wu Fan called a few brothers, slammed open the door together, and found the person lying on the bed without moving.

"Leave me alone, what are you doing when you come in."

"Don't bother to talk, hold him down." Several brothers listened to the order and held down the person to prevent the struggle, Wu Fan broke the brother's mouth with one hand and forcibly poured the medicine into it.

Zhu Jingming suddenly felt a cool sensation slip from his mouth into his stomach, and finally flow to his limbs, expelling the burning heat in his body and quickly repairing the damaged organs. The nausea that I always wanted to vomit was gone.

He got up from the bed in an instant and jumped and jumped on the ground.

"Brother, I didn't lie to you." Wu Fan was proud of his wit, so dangerous, he was going to say goodbye to his eldest brother forever.

Zhu Jingming asked, "Have you drunk?" ”

"We're all convinced. There are nine bottles left of this medicine, and I want to save it for later. Wu Fan replied.

"Well done." Zhu Jingming patted his good brother on the shoulder, "Didn't she say what we should do?" "The person who can take out the potion so quickly is definitely not an ordinary person. Maybe a few of them are guinea pigs, used to test drugs.

"She repeatedly emphasized that we were not good people, and that this potion could help us as well as others." Others responded.

"Brother, what do you think?" He asked Wu Fan.

Wu Fan simply said his thoughts, "Brother, did we do less good things before." Since we don't have to do anything bad to save others, why don't we save them. Anyway, in the end, it is better to leave a good name after death. If there are survivors left, maybe a few of us will go down in history. It's better than dying without a name, but bad things remain in the world. ”

"What about you? What do you guys think? Zhu Jingming asked the other brothers.

They are brothers, brothers and sisters, and the whole team is supported by such a vain thing as righteousness.

Once there is something that is eye-catching and enough to make people angry, let alone brothers who are not related by blood, even their own parents can turn against each other.

"We listen to you, and we will do what you tell us to do."

"Well, they're all good brothers. In the future, if I have a bite to eat, I will never starve you. ”

Just do it, several people discussed for half an hour, and finally made a plan.

There were only nine bottles of potions now, and they could only save a little. But no matter how much you save it, one person and one mouthful, less than 100 people will be gone. Therefore, Zhu Jingming came up with a solution, that is, to dilute the potion, although the effect of the medicine is not as good as that of drinking directly, but it can also play a certain role.

Chongming City, where they are located, is a small province and city, and it is good to survive tens of thousands of people after an epidemic.

They clean up outwards with their position. A street, a community, go from house to door and knock on the door, and if someone accosted him, he gave a sip of potion.

Initially, two drops of potion were dripped in a large bucket of water, but when they found that they were soon gone, only one drop of potion was dropped in each bucket.

"Is anyone there? We have immunity medicine here, and we drink it to relieve the pain. Wu Fan knocked on the door.

There was only one woman left in the family curled up in the house, and there was still a breath. The ten days of the end came not only with the invasion of the virus, but also with hunger. I can't go out, and most of the time I can only feed my hunger with water. And her parents died under the virus, and they were in the same room with her.

Hearing the footsteps at the door, the woman was a little anxious. Her voice was tormented by the virus and hunger, and she didn't have much strength. The voice of the dumb voice was too small for the people outside to hear, she forced her body to the door, slowed down, and unscrewed the door with all her strength, and the person gradually slipped to the ground.

Zhu Jingming heard the sound of the door opening behind him, and the two wanted to knock on the door of the other person's room, but they had to turn around again.

"Where's your kitchen?" Seeing the woman like this, it didn't look like she had the strength to take the bowl over, so Zhu Jingming, who was empty-handed, had to go into the house to get a bowl and come out.

The woman took the potion they handed and drank it up. Anyway, death is not far away, and there are still people who care about them and bring them anti-virus potions, and they may feel better if they drink it. The woman thought to herself.

She really can't help it because of the virus, maybe she is strong, her parents have had an accident, but she still has a breath.

However, she didn't expect the potion to work so well. As soon as it entered her stomach, it made her feel much better. Look at these people at this moment, the people who risk being infected by the virus to give them medicine, that is the immortals in the world, purifying all sentient beings.

"Are you immortals?" The woman asked sincerely.

"No, but this potion was given to us by the gods of heaven." Wu Fan replied nonsense before leaving.

Also, who can do this except for the gods. There was a massive outbreak of the virus around the world, and all local governments were paralyzed before they could respond.

Doctors come into contact with more patients, are the fastest to be infected, and hospitals are also one of the first systems to be paralyzed.

Without doctors, there would be no people who could develop a vaccine. What else can they do but endure.

The woman was still sitting on the ground, hungry and exhausted. Several people went in and out of her house, moving her parents' bodies out and spraying her up and down with disinfectant water.

At this moment, a packet of biscuits was handed to her.

"Eat, you'll have strength when you're done."

The woman took a look at it, and couldn't wait to tear open the outer package and eat it.

When she was full, she decided to do the work with them.

It wasn't just the women who joined their team, there were other people who joined spontaneously, and there were groups of people joining in. They had cleaned up a lot faster, and by this time, there were only six and a half bottles of potion left.

Hua Luo looked at the tens of thousands of people in the water curtain, and every day when he woke up, he was either looking for food or cleaning up the corners and corners of the city.

There are many people, and it is not that there are no incidents of robbery and fighting, but they are all suppressed by the guards organized by the people themselves.

Although it is the end of the world, most of the communication equipment is still usable.

The news that there is an antiviral potion in Chongming City has already been spread by the people here, after all, who doesn't have seven aunts and eight aunts in the field.

More and more people are coming here.

But they forget that the air outside can't even breathe. Most of them died on the way, and the rest were able to make it.

Hua Luo was in the water curtain and saw dozens of planes in the air coming in this direction. If there are no accidents, it should be someone sent from various countries.

With the joint response of all governments, I believe that this apocalyptic crisis will soon pass.

Shen Qinglang initially felt that his body was a little strange, as if he was healing himself. As the painful illness dissipated, he went into a supermarket and got some food and drink. Seeing that there were still a lot of toys on the shelves on the side, thinking that his daughter had been screaming about the pain in her body, he took a few and put them in the cart, ready to take them back and tease his daughter.

He saw that the contents of the cart were almost there, and then he left the supermarket and moved the things back to his cart little by little.

That's enough for them to eat for a while.

This supermarket, which he is not easy to find, is also the easiest to open. Now there is hardly anyone on the street except him. Therefore, he is not afraid of being robbed of food.