"Huhu~" Fu Ming gasped heavily, his back pressed against the door of the office, and all that flashed in front of him was the scene where the zombies rushed in just now.

Originally, a few people opened the door, hoping to eliminate the corpses outside the door. But who knew that the number of corpses far exceeded everyone's expectations, and after the only rifle magazines left for each person were gone, the firepower of the pistols was not enough to suppress the agile zombies, and the defense line collapsed in an instant.

Fu Ming's reaction was the fastest, and he was also the closest to the office in the laboratory, so he immediately opened the door and fled into the office. When he entered the office and turned to rescue the soldiers behind him, he found that everyone had been thrown to the ground by the zombies, and Fu Ming could only close the door of the office with force.

"Let's go!" Beard said to the captain of the helicopter, and the helicopter, which had been hovering over the institute for more than ten minutes, finally left. Hu Zi looked at the building that Fu Ming entered and the roof was full of zombies, and he was sure that Fu Ming's team had all died.

The Beard Team entered the experimental building, but no zombie activity was found. Through the passage on the first floor, they successfully rescued seven experts hiding in the underground research institute. And the zombie group is strangely all concentrated in the building where Fu Ming's team landed, and no one knows why.

After making sure that the door to the office was locked, Fu Ming stood up and began to take a serious look at the office. It was only a cursory glance at the office, but now it seems that this office is too small. That is, a small space with an area of no more than ten square meters, with wooden bookcases on both sides, and an ordinary writing desk on the north side of the room.

Fu Ming began to search in the office, hoping to find some useful information. However, there was nothing else in the room that could bring information except for professional books and various notes, and I couldn't help but despair, thinking in my heart, 'I didn't expect to die here!' ’

'Bang~' A flash of fire burst out from the muzzle of the pistol, the bullet quickly pierced Fu Ming's mouth, and the back of his head instantly exploded a big hole the size of the back bowl, and bright red blood splashed all over the wall behind him, Fu Ming chose to kill himself.

When you already know that you have no possibility of living, you will naturally think about how you should die, although it is a very difficult process. However, Fu Ming's choice was to leave the whole corpse for himself, and did not rush out of the room to duel with the corpses. Because he knew that if he did, he would end up like a walking corpse.

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'Huh? Why doesn't it hurt at all? Fu Ming was very puzzled in his heart, and subconsciously opened his eyes.

"Woo woo~" Fu Ming let out a frightened scream, because he saw a mirror placed in front of him, and there was a human with a long bloody mouth in the mirror, and a bloody hole in the upper jaw of the mouth, and blood continued to gush out with the open mouth. Anyone who opens their eyes and sees such a scene will be shocked, but when you look closely, isn't the person in the mirror really yourself?

"Stupid! Who told you to kill yourself by swallowing a gun? You're not going to shoot at the heart, are you? A leisurely male voice came into Fu Ming's ears.

Fu Ming then began to look at the place where he was, this was a place similar to a bedroom, and the walls around it were all composed of white stone walls. The ceiling as a whole emits a bright glow that illuminates the entire room.

looked at himself in the mirror again, the stunned wound made Fu Ming disgusted, but he had a stomach full of questions, "Am I dead or alive?" My mouth is rotten like this, it's not caused by swallowing a gun, is it? Am I a corpse? So how can I still think? ’

"You are not a corpse, you are now in a state of soul, and the state of the human soul remains the same as it was when it was dead. If you're going to be split up by five horses, you'll only have one head floating, and the rest of the body will flutter with your head, that's really fun! ”

Fu Ming looked towards the place where the voice came from, and found a man sitting on the pure white sofa not far away. is wearing costume-like costumes that can only be worn in costume dramas, and his face is not real, as if wrapped in another circle of white soft light.

"Woo~Woo~Woo~" Fu Ming stood up and looked at the man in front of him questioningly, but his mouth that had been blown up by the bullet could not produce a syllable except for bleeding all the time.

"Who am I? You don't need to know my name, you can be my great-great-great-great-grandson! After the man heard Fu Ming's voice, he sat up straight and said to him.

"Woo woo woo ~ "

"I don't have a surname Fu, you can just call me ancestor!"

'Nima, Lao Tzu is still your ancestor! When Fu Ming heard the man's words, he couldn't help cursing in his heart.

"Holy shit! Do you dare to scold me? There was a hint of anger in the name's voice, and then he said, "You unfilial descendant, I originally wanted to give you a big gift, in that case, I must punish you!" ”

"Woo woo woo woo ~ "

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu is a god! It's a god on high, and of course he knows what you're thinking! ”

"Woo woo woo~"

"What's so hard about that!" As soon as the man waved his hand, Fu Ming's wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it soon healed as before.

"Who the hell are you?" As soon as the wound healed, Fu Ming immediately opened his mouth to ask.

"Damn, I told you, I am your ancestor, your ancestor! Your ancestors! It's God! It's God! God! The man's tone was a little impatient.

"Why do you have to repeat it three times, and I'm not deaf!" Fu Ming saw the man's slightly angry appearance and whispered.

"Hey, didn't you say in your time that important things were said three times?"

"Who the hell are you, dog? Big Beard? Fatso? Monkey? Don't play with me, I thank you for saving me, but it's not fun at all! Fu Ming still couldn't believe the situation in front of him, he preferred to believe that someone had saved him and was joking with him.

"See for yourself!" The man pointed to a nearby wall, and the whole wall began to play like a television.

The protagonist of the 'Bang~' film is Fu Ming, and it is the scene where he shoots himself. Then I saw the eyebrows of Fu Ming's corpse, and a small point of light slowly flashed out and flew through the wall towards the sky.

There was a man standing in the sky, and judging by his size and clothing, this was the faceless man. He grabbed the flying point of light, then turned around and was in the sky as if nothing had happened.

"It's so realistic!" Fu Ming looked at the image and couldn't help but say.

"Realistic? This is how I brought you out, and you actually said it was realistic? The man looked at Fu Ming and couldn't help but start to have a headache.

After three days, Fu Ming really realized that this man was really a god, and he was really the ancestor of his hundreds of billions of generations. And he was really saved by him, so he came to this space he created. In the space of three days, the dragon god spent a lot of effort. It was Fu Ming who changed food, electrical appliances, beauty, and changed back and forth, so that this materialist realized what kind of existence he was.

"I could have reborn you seven days before the catastrophe on your earth, but because of your first curse, I decided to move forward to three days before the catastrophe. And because of your unbelief, I decided to move forward to the first three hours of the disaster. Coupled with the fact that you have spent so much time on my hard work, Lao Tzu has decided to let you be reborn three minutes before the disaster! The man looked at Fu Ming in front of him and began to complain bitterly about his various deeds.

"I'm sorry, sir! I really don't know! Fu Ming's title for men was finalized by the two, and Fu Ming also felt that 'adult' was easier to call out than 'ancestor'.

"There's so much nonsense there, and the gifts given to you can't be given to you directly, you can smoke them yourself!" The man stretched out his hand, and a large wheel of fortune with hands appeared in the room, but all the rewards were obscured by white light; "You turn on your own, the pointer stops there, and you get an ability!"

Fu Ming looked at the turntable helplessly, still thinking about what he could do before he was reborn three minutes ago.

"Why are you stunned, I'll send you back after the transfer is over!" The man looked at Fu Ming standing in place stunned, and urged loudly. Hearing the man's urging, Fu Ming walked to the turntable and turned the turntable hard.

'Click~Click~' As the speed of the turntable began to weaken, the pointer slowly stopped pointing to a plate. The man waved his hand to dispel the white light on the plate, and a few large words were revealed: 'Summoning-Little Lord System'

"Oops, it's not bad!" After the man saw the result, he said a word to Fu Ming.

"The Little Lord System? Is there still a Great Lord system? Fu Ming couldn't help but ask.

"Well, there's a big lord system. But Xiao Wei was written down! The man muttered in a low voice, but Fu Ming didn't hear what he muttered clearly, and the man continued: "You don't have to worry about this, now you are ready to go back!" ”

"May I ask what you were going to give me?"

"You kid, it's also a disease if you know more, it's better not to know!"

"Ancestor! Tell me about it! Fu Ming couldn't help but be curious, and there was some coquettish ingredients in the man.

"I was going to give you the same system, but this system is a little more awesome." The man pretended to be unable to resist Fu Ming and explained to him.

"Then the system I smoked, isn't it good!" Fu Ming looked at the man and looked forward to his answer.

"Well, you can go quickly!" With that, the man flicked his long sleeves. Fu Ming instantly felt dizzy and abnormal, and he was about to faint directly, and then he had no intuition.

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‘Three！ Tow！ One！ Just as Fu Ming wondered what English was coming from there, he opened his eyes in a daze. I found myself sitting in a familiar place with a computer monitor in front of me. The screen shows the start of a new round of CF's Savior mode, and the sound is the countdown before the game starts.

The characters in the game were standing there stunned, and then suddenly a little dwarf rushed over, raising the 'little crutch' in his hand to catch Fu Ming's character and mutate. Fu Ming didn't have the heart to care about the game on the screen, he quickly raised his left hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, which showed 10:37:34 p.m.

'! It was three minutes before the catastrophe began, not three minutes before the corpse resurrection! Mamma Mia, I'm scared to death, if the corpse mutation started three minutes ago, I would have had to run! Fu Ming thought of it in his heart, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the time left for himself was quite sufficient!

He has been reborn, and he may change the fate of many people around him, thinking about Fu Ming's heart is full of throbbing. That kind of feeling of rebirth after the catastrophe is really impossible to describe in words, and Fu Ming really died once.

'Not true! Didn't you say that you sent a system of what kind of summoning little lords? Fu Ming immediately remembered the gift that the man gave him, the kind of system that is like the super golden finger in the novel.

Fu Ming stood up and rummaged around for the existence of that system, and found that there was nothing extra on his body. A wave of doubts appeared in Fu Ming's mind, 'Could it be that this is a dream, Lao Tzu fell asleep while playing the game just now?' “

Just when Fu Ming was puzzled, a voice suddenly came from his mind, this kind of voice appeared directly in his mind, not the kind of feeling that came to his ears: "Hahaha~ Ahahaha~ It's been hundreds of millions of years, no one has chosen me for hundreds of millions of years, it's finally out, and someone has finally chosen me!" ”

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