A bastard was torn to pieces in his own cabin, spilling spilled spurt down the hatch.

Wang Kunzhi poured himself a glass of whiskey, and in the spotless glass, the amber clear liquid was poured into the angular crystal glass.

"Respect yourself."

He drank it all.

"Sometimes, I feel like I'm wading through the water."

At noon, in the downtown area, towering buildings are lined up one after another, and the dazzling scorching sun shines on the splendor of the city. It is the darkness that crisscrosses the countless side roads, the alleys, which are swallowed up by the shadows, or the shadows just cover them, and the darkness acts as a fig leaf for civilization, covering everything.

"I feel like I've been fooled, but I can't tell why."

The ship scurried past the city, its smooth, glowing surfaces now in tatters, scorched webs crawling around every corner, from the glass walls of buildings to the filthy marble of the alleys. The ship glides at a moderate speed, completely hidden under the perfect cover provided by the city, hiding the darkness of the darkness. Now no one is stupid enough to fly a flying machine on their streets, which are so bright and so eye-catching.

"Ha ......"

The glass was filled with a gurgling drink.

Wang Kunzhi laughed dryly, as if he was forcibly covering up his embarrassment.

Although the other end of the table was empty, some were only shadows, engulfing the other half of the entire ring seat.

"You know, it's the feeling of being betrayed by everything, everything is being deceived, just for me."

A few hours ago, the global network released a video that shook the world, although it has been the case every moment for the past five days. San Francisco, early in the morning, three private aircraft, just arrived at the high-altitude orbit, the angle of the video owner is just right to observe the part of the deep blue sky. Immediately after, the particle beam replied in return, and she screamed as she stared at the huge killing machine suspended in the air, the metal tentacles trembled slightly, the squid-like streamlined body, the steel thorn loop around the fuselage, and the three private flying machines, the bones of which were gone. The video came to an abrupt end here. The fat man warned everyone and personally lowered the flight trajectory.

"Sometimes I feel like I'm close to the truth, just one step away, but that wisp, yes, only one wisp, is gone."

Wang Kunzhi drank the wine hungrily, and the large stream of wine slid down the esophagus down the stomach pouch, his mouth had long been unable to detect the taste, and even the smooth taste of the fine whisky was numb.

"Oh my God, it's been a long time since I've been drinking. I'd want to have another drink. ”

He poured the whiskey glass by glass, and they slid out of the bottle, into the glass, out of the glass, and into the mouth.

Wang Kunzhi didn't even know why he was drinking, why he was telling meaningless words, he forgot when he sat in his seat and when he spat out the first word.

He just wanted to drink.

"But I don't know what the truth is."

If that bastard was still alive, of course, he was still alive, what would he think when he saw his ship sailing through the sky?

Wang Kunzhi laughed wildly.

"That's why I think so."

He's just lonely.

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On the fifth day, the global network was swept by desperate videos and messages, and the cries of countless people in pain were rolled up almost every second, and the tide has never been so turbulent. Xu Jiyang stares at the shocking frames in amazement, which always end in the death of the photographer, accompanied by a scream or scream of pain, the picture cuts off and plunges into the abyssal darkness.

Holocaust on a global scale.

Cannibalism or efficient killing of metal monsters, but the lizard killers that used to break through doors no longer exist.

Beams of sunlight slipped down the cabin a little bit.

Centre.

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"My son is dead." Grieving mothers, dead sons, faint flickering candlelight, shabby and dilapidated rooms.

"Four days ago, he locked himself in this room, and at certain times every day, he would leave the room to eat and defecate." The old man sobbed, his loose skin trembled slightly, and the wrinkles tore his whole face apart, as if the earth was cracked by dryness, the only water was left, as if only the eyes were congested and sunken into the sockets, and the dead gray eyes stained with blue and purple veins, without any lustre, the pain stretched her eyelids, and almost drooped her cheekbones, which were the color of blood.

"Today, he never got out of bed again." The mother's hands trembled, and she crawled to the small wooden table on one side. The camera just so couldn't capture the face of his dead son, who was placed on the bed by his mother, with his hands crossed and neatly dressed, as if he were just asleep.

"The sound played for a long time, maybe the whole ...... One night, "That's another glass," in ...... This...... During this time, he ...... Die...... went. ”

After all, my mother couldn't cry.

"But I ...... Can't hear that...... The truth. So...... I...... Publish it. ”

The noisy and chaotic electricity, the heavily distorted noise, the senseless screams, are incomparably permeable.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

"That's the truth of everything, I've forgotten it now, and so are you, but I used to know that it wasn't my problem, they were fleeting, so I recorded them, and I did say something, I remember, right here. That truth. ”

The voice was abruptly clear, and the middle-aged man's rapid whisper seemed to be immersed in extreme pain or fear.

......

The slight collision of electric currents, the noise of deviation and distortion, as if it would be drowned in dead silence at any moment, if there is nothing.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

"That's the truth of everything, I'm ...... now Forget, so do you, but I used to ...... Know, it's not my problem, they're fleeting, so I'm documenting them...... Down, I did say something, I remember, right here. That truth. ”

It is estimated that after six repetitions, the change is already very noticeable.

The old man had already grabbed a cross, his hands were clenched tightly, his lips were rapidly rolling up and down, his eyes gradually rolled to the end of his sockets, revealing miserable white gray eyes, and he knelt on his knees, turned his back to the camera, and knelt down to his dead son.

......

Silence, utter silence, but the agitation of the sound could still be felt, the sound that should have existed, now only the remains of intuition.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

The man's voice was no longer recognizable, it was no longer a mechanical wave that could be emitted by humans, but now it was like the high-speed friction of a factory's broken gears, and the sparks shone brightly, like the roar of a chainsaw, the cry of a woman, the ravage of fingers on plastic, and the hybridization of drivers to the chirping of insects...... A brutal symphony of countless screams of pain twisted.

The old woman's prayer was reduced to a cry of agony, and she still knelt there, her weak, shriveled body like a dead leaf in the wind, and she roared, roared, prayed, and wept......

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The video is cut off, and the frenzied screams die away.

"What the are you doing?" Xu Jiyang roared instinctively, slid off his imaging glasses, reached the end of the short bridge of his nose, fell into the bulging flesh, raised his eyes, and barely looked at the other end of his sight. After all, whoever suddenly pops up an unclear web page on their screen will have some reaction, not to mention the situation of the video just now.

To be exact, it wasn't a video, it was a live stream.

What about the ending of the live stream?

She's dead, but the audio is still playing.

The latest news at the top of the global network: warnings, killings live, countless people have died.

That truth slaughtered countless listeners, who died in extreme fear, listening, unable to move their stiff bodies like mother and child because of fear and desire.

Someone even extracted the audio, but the software could only confirm what he said, but refused to continue analyzing the audio.

They collapsed.

Someone listened to it more than a dozen times in a row and then quickly adjusted to the first playback, and the sound waves still deepened its madness, without diminishing in the slightest.

Dead silence and screaming.

"Internet," Wang Kunzhi replied absentmindedly, "your ship is fully autonomous, but it lacks some intelligence, and now, it can." He stepped back quietly, half hidden behind the walls of the cabin, his fingers tapping back and forth with great impatience.

"What? But the Internet has long been destroyed! Internet, this word stimulated Xu Jiyang, he snorted, his eyes widened unconsciously, his blackened eyelids almost piled up to his cheekbones, and he shouted a word exaggeratedly.

"Networks can never be destroyed." The man from the exclusion zone muttered to himself, completely disappearing into the other cabin.

Xu Jiyang stared at the empty door, stunned, it was his lifelong dream to connect to this original global network, this network that has long been damaged, only strands of data scattered like hair, it is buried with countless secrets, dusty history, those truths that have been permanently buried with the three wars. If you actually log in to it......

Xu Jiyang inhaled hard.

He didn't want to remember that horrible sound, he would rather never click that damn link.

What exactly is in the exclusion zone? Where does the material for the exclusion zone come from? Why is the exclusion zone located in the heart of the city?

However, I can still endure it. Xu Jiyang licked his mouth greedily, glanced at Zhang Hengyuan who was scolding in a hurry in the driver's seat, no longer suppressed his bright smile, and pressed down his glasses hard.

Thirty minutes ago.

(It's high school, and I have to make up classes tomorrow, ten days in a row, and the holidays are only fourteen days, so the update is slow, and the logic errors in the first half, and the grammar is not clear, so I have to keep it as it is for the time being.) ）