The flames were not extinguished, it ignited the luxurious corridors that covered the second floor of the hotel with ornate wooden planks hanging above the first floor, and now, it was engulfed in flames.

The use of fire is the first scientific and technological revolution of mankind, and it has greatly promoted the development of human civilization. In the beginning, it served as a light and a way to drive away wild beasts, but in this case, these two are undoubtedly the deadliest threats. Strings of flames scurried up the wooden handrails and then burst open, a sea of flames rushing downwards and the stairs burning. The second floor turned into a sea of fire.

Zhang Zhiyu was at a loss, many thoughts flashed through his mind, but he couldn't drive his body to act. The spider smashed the barely blocked gate to pieces, and outside it was an army of robotic spiders migrating in the raging storm. The crimson flames burst into a strong light in the darkness, and Zhang Zhiyu tried to look out, but found that he had adapted to the light and could not see anything in the night.

The only thing that is certain is that none of the robot monsters have entered the hotel.

The light faded. Zhang Zhiyu turned around and saw several firefighting equipment working. Bright blue metal discs hurried through the flames, nervously carrying out firefighting work. The fire is rapidly weakening.

"Let them finish the job." Wang Jianyu's voice came, "Even if those monsters ignore us, there will be some old gays who will be attracted by this and come in and blow up our excrement parts." ”

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It's that corridor again, Zhang Zhiyu is in his villa, still changing the tone of neon lights, still buzzing elevators, still having a splitting headache. This time, Zhang Zhiyu remembered the dream last time, the bizarre dream, the noisy and noisy dream.

"Fuck it." Zhang Zhiyu stood up against the wall, which was so smooth that his fingers slipped. He blinked vigorously, his gaze intersecting and overlapping. Zhang Zhiyu desperately stabbed his fingernails into the soft palms, leaving curved crescent-shaped scars.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Jang Ji Woo roared angrily, ignoring the painful waves that would erupt from the dam with every pronunciation, and he yelled, "What the are you trying to say!" "He instinctively thought it was a clue to the whole affair. He shouted at the dream. "You're so fucking confident!" Zhang Zhiyu thought and laughed stupidly. He leaned against the wall and walked to the elevator step by step. Closer, the elevator, right in front of you. At this time, in the corridor, the neon lights embedded in the walls changed to scarlet, and Zhang Zhiyu vaguely remembered this light.

"Shit." He still remembered the painful memories that the light had caused.

Zhang Zhiyu struggled to restrain the desire to fall asleep, stumbling towards the elevator, and frantically repeatedly verifying his identity. The picture in front of me became more and more chaotic as time passed. At this moment, with a crisp "ding", the elevator doors leaned to the sides, revealing the walls made of luxurious real wood inside. It was ungenetically modified wood, handmade by human workers. Inside the elevator, there is no longer a psychedelic neon, just an ordinary electric light that emits a pure pale yellow light.

He scurried into the elevator like a life-saving straw. As he moved away from the neon lights, Zhang Zhiyu's headache gradually eased, the abstract vision returned to normal little by little, and the chaotic symphony of tinnitus slowly subsided. Zhang Zhiyu said that he closed the elevator door and closed his eyes with relief.

When all the storm stopped, the ringing in the ears, the looks, the pain and the scarlet light, all four attacked at the same time, with unprecedented madness and chaos, completely destroying the last line of defense of the dam. Even with the eyes closed, the various rays of light still take shape in the dark. Jang Ji-woo is worse than dead, he opens his eyes, only to find the rebellious member holding an old-fashioned dagger in his hand. Zhang Zhiyu felt the pain of the dagger slashing through his eyes. Zhang Zhiyu's eyes widened, and the force was so strong that he tore the corners of his eyes. Zhang Zhiyu threw himself on the elevator door and slammed it with his fist, smashing his palms full of blood. Zhang Zhiyu looked at the blood on his hands like a collapse, picked his cheeks hard, tore out deep blood marks, showed an extremely crazy smile, and let out an extremely collapsed laugh. The shadow of the cultist vanished. Then, ahead, the silver elevator doors seemed to turn into a door, a door to eternal silence. The yellow light and the illusion form a strange picture, and tens of thousands of members of the organization in suits and leather shoes stand in the silver world, standing upright, observing Zhang Zhiyu.

Zhang Zhiyu continued to be crazy about his size, looking at everyone in despair, covered in bruises.

White light enveloped the world.

Everything around melted and disintegrated in front of Zhang Zhiyu, and there was nothing left, except for tens of thousands of organization members. In this eternal white universe, Zhang Zhiyu felt that his body was slowly disappearing, and the pain was dissipating little by little, as if it had never existed. All that remains is an endless group of members, as well as their own minds, floating in this white universe.

When the last of Jang Zhiyu's consciousness dissipated into a deadly white light, the members turned into another life, another substance. Zhang Zhiyu no longer had any emotion at this time, he looked at these crystal-like creatures, at their bodies with constantly changing structures, at their faces without facial features, and at their strong and thin thousand-sided bodies like humanoid diamonds...... Everything sublimates in the white light, disappears, and becomes eternal.

A gun's * slammed heavily on Zhang Zhiyu's head. "Get up, bastards." Wang Jianyu bowed to the air behind Zhang Zhiyu.

Because the afterglow of the dream still haunts Jang Ji-woo, Jang Ji-woo does not express the anger he deserves. "What time is it?" The sunlight outside the window penetrated the charred glass window and shone on Zhang Zhiyu's face. "Isn't this a damn dream either?" Zhang Zhiyu thought, he covered the sun with his hands.

"Half past seven." Wang Jianyu came lightly in Zhang Zhiyu's abdomen, "I have a fucking joke I want to tell you fucking." ”

"How?" Zhang Zhiyu climbed up and rested against the wall, feeling the world spinning like alcoholism. He looked out into the broken window and saw the pure sky.

"Damn blue sky for a long time!" Zhang Zhiyu lay back on the bed.

"I thought you'd be excited." Wang Jianyu wore a black suit that he didn't know where he got it, used the gun as a cane, circled around, and stood still, "What is red, yellow, black and still pasted everywhere?" Forget it, I've got the news in your eyes, you obviously don't watch the news often, watch it yourself, hurry up and have breakfast, we still have something to do! Wang Jianyu put the plate containing the sandwich on the * and spun it on the small cabinet in front of Zhang Zhiyu that matched the hotel bed.

"I've seen this trick." Zhang Zhiyu picked up the sandwich with his left hand and took a bite, what kind of virus did he mean when Wang Jianyu said it. At this time, he grabbed the plate with his right hand and threw it at Wang Jianyu, "This special plate is ...... with that metal*" Before he finished speaking, the plate hit the opposite wall and smashed it.

Zhang Zhiyu pretended that nothing had happened, he connected to the global network and read the article titled "Can New Genetically Modified "Vaccines" Change the World? That news. It was written by reporters in a common exaggerated way, half flattering and half self-righteous attitude, and the real effect of this "light" vaccine was experienced by everyone, and it was not a fairy tale full of sunshine in the news at all. The date is April 2, 2053, and the comment section is full of scolding, including angry rebukes, desperate outpourings, and ruthless sarcasm. The date of the comments is marked by these two days, and the number of comments cannot be counted, hundreds of millions. Looking at the language used by commenters, it seems that the virus is breaking out in every corner of the world, in every country, at the same time. Zhang Zhiyu's intuition told him that this was not an invasion, this was not an accident, this was not a horror movie, this was not a game, this was a conspiracy, and this was a huge conspiracy that had been planned for many years. This is not a fairy tale, this is not a bloody comic, this is not a comedy movie, this is a destination full of pain and despair. The ultimate destination, the final destination of the earth and mankind.

"How." He hurriedly swallowed the sandwich in a few bites, and had no appetite at all.

"Let's go to that damn military exclusion zone." Wang Jianyu changed out of his dress and put on a normal sweatshirt, "Look at what the hell is the red, black, and yellow that are still sticky everywhere." ”

", impossible." Zhang Zhiyu shook his hand impatiently, "You're not a goddamn superhero, fuck you." ”

Wang Jianyu's face changed greatly, he knocked down Zhang Zhiyu again, and yelled at his face: "I'll fuck you!" You think it's a fairy tale, I'll you, you've had enough of labor and management helping you like this, wait for death! Plants and animals are dead! How can we survive on horseback! Although the bastards of those institutes collect money and do not do personnel, they are at least reliable, they are just a bunch of guinea pigs, staying in that transparent cage for the rest of their lives. Do you think you are? You're a spoiled little bastard, no Lao Tzu, you died yesterday! Labor and management have 5,000 ways to kill you! Want to live? Follow me! you! Fuck you! all of you! Wang Jianyu suddenly yelled as if he had changed into a different person. Zhang Zhiyu didn't know how to react and couldn't push him away, so he simply chose to shut up and do nothing after a few punches to Wang Jianyu's face.

"When none of this happened," Wang Jianyu said in a funny tone when he regained his previous smiling face, "Follow me!" Grab your gun. ”

Zhang Zhiyu found out that Wang Jianyu had moved all the supplements away. "Where's the tonic?" He asked.

"In the car." Wang Jianyu pointed out the building with the muzzle of his gun, "I got one in the morning that can be driven and can be used." ”

Zhang Zhiyu had no choice but to keep up with Wang Jianyu.