"Don't be impulsive! It was the Prophet who asked me to bring the guests here. ”

"Didn't the Prophet tell you that no infected were allowed here? Oh, I forgot, Leo. You're a dirty transformer. ”

Leo looked back at the monkey master and pouted: "I'm speechless." ”

His expression matched what he said, and he immediately amused the monkey master. Originally, according to the general plot flow, there should be an internal conflict at this time.

Anyway, the plot of the monkey master's brain is like this - "Who do you say is dirty!" You one-eyed cockroach. "Do even the mere converts dare to shout? Get out with your so-called guests! "You want to die!"

But now these two forced "speechless", basically equivalent to going out to the Northeast at night to masturbate, there is a social big brother tattooed a Donald duck on his chest, staring at the big brother was found by the big brother of the society, and when the opposite person asked "What do you see", here came back with a "Big brother, you look like my dad".

There is no momentum at all.

Just as the one-eyed dragon was about to give the eviction order, the monkey master stretched out two fingers to both sides: "Crayfish, whale shark, forty-five degrees in front of the left, barrage shooting!" ”

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, a clear voice came from behind, and everyone stopped their movements when they heard this voice, including the one-eyed blind man, who lost his arrogance and obediently stepped aside.

"it...... I only hear his voice, but I don't see his person, master. ”

The monkey master sighed, but Jian Gang spat him: "You Sabi, she's here!" ”

When she said this, the monkey master finally remembered that he still bowed his head. After lowering his head, he realized that the crisp words just now actually came from the mouth of a little girl who was at most ten years old.

She is too small, Jian Gang is already short at one meter five, and she is half a head shorter than Jian Gang. Blocked and protected by people like this again. I can't see people at all.

Her appearance made the monkey master, who was about to shoot at home, stop the command and squatted down, pinching the little girl's face: "Little friend, call Dad." ”

"Okay, Dad."

The little girl did not have any obstacles, and she opened her mouth to come. That shameless demeanor is very much like Xiaohong...... Well, how to put it. Xiaohong is cheap, but she has no lower limit. The light in his eyes full of wisdom made the first picture that came to the monkey master's mind was an anglerfish.

That's right, this little guy is definitely a monster that eats people and doesn't spit out bones, and whoever wants to underestimate her is basically a dead end. Except for yourself, it's a big deal to kill it.

But others are not so easy to deal with this little guy, the first time I felt the fluctuations of psionics in this world, it was actually in a ten-year-old girl, it was really amazing enough.

"The Prophet ......"

The person next to him may be more shocked than the monkey master. They called the girl a prophet...... Judging from the conversation just now, this prophet should be the supreme decision-maker here, and basically has the ability to resist the outside world to be calm, after all, what kind of place is this? This is a doomsday refuge, not to mention the beauty of human nature, there is no such thing as beauty here, the ugliness of human nature will spread on a large scale in despair, explosively, a good-looking ten-year-old girl. If she doesn't have the ability to protect herself, what will happen to her?

The monkey master didn't want to think about it. I feel dirty when I think about it. And the final result will probably go into someone else's stomach, as a roast sheep thrown on the fire to roast the outside and tender inside.

Stared into the little girl's eyes for a while: "Do you know, I used my native language just now, and you answered in my native language, I need an explanation." ”

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then turned to leave: "Follow me." ”

No one dared to stand in her way. Everywhere she went, the crowd would automatically divide into two queues, although the monkey master who followed her endured all the hateful glances, but he didn't care, and touched the little girl's head all the way, as if he was really touching his daughter's head.

"Leo. Come in too. ”

When they arrived at a door, the guards respectfully opened the door as if they were welcoming the princess back to the palace to welcome the arrival of the little girl, and before entering the door, the guards even wanted to come up to search for the monkey master and disarm them.

"Who dares to step forward and try it." Ye Fei's weapon flashed with a dangerous light: "Just ask if you dare." ”

"Let them in."

With a generous wave of his hand, the little prophet held back the guards in a dilemma, and then stepped into her exclusive area first.

Compared to the outside, although this place is not splendid, it is much cleaner and tidier than the outside, but no matter how the monkey master looks at it, it doesn't look like a girl's territory, let alone a map of a ten-year-old girl.

"Weird, right? Why am I like this, and why am I only ten years old? The girl shrugged, her expression was almost adult-like, and the last time she saw this kind of unobstructed expression of helplessness was in Meryl Streep's "Iron Lady".

It can be said that this is not an expression that a child can have at all. Yes, that's right, she wasn't supposed to be a child.

"I know what you're thinking, I'm thirty-nine." The little girl sighed: "Because of the turbulence of time and space, time has frozen me forever at the age of ten, I should be from the same place as you." ”

"Oh?" The monkey master sat on a children's chair: "Auntie, is this really good?" You call me Dad, aren't you weak at all? ”

"Questions? Father. After all, I'm only 10 years old. The Prophet took out the drink from the cupboard, took a large sip of it himself to indicate that it was not poisonous, and then poured it for the monkey master and the others: "You must be curious why I am a prophet here." ”

"Not curious at all." The monkey man lazily drank the juice: "Everyone is a little pursuing, and they can understand what they do." I'll go, this juice tastes good, what fruit? ”

Of course, the Prophet did not answer what kind of fruit it was, but smiled at the head of the bed, took out a yellowed photograph and handed it forward: "Although I am called a prophet, my abilities have everything to do with this man. ”

The monkey master lowered his eyelids and glanced at it: "He came with you?" ”

"Yes, it was this man who single-handedly ruined this beautiful world." The Prophet took a deep breath: "So I became an orphan of two worlds. ”

The monkey master and the whale shark glanced at each other: "Do you know our identity?" ”

"Whoever it is, it's not going to be his man, am I right? And you've already been captured by him for transformation experiments, and although it's different from your equipment, the process is the same. ”

The Monkey Master gave the prophet a thumbs up, and he walked to the wall of the room, and looked at the dense markers and maps on the wall through the not-so-bright light: "I suppose you must be thinking about revenge, right?" ”

"No, I don't hate him. He's my boyfriend. ”

"Did you have a boyfriend at 10? He's going to be shot over there. ”

"I was twenty-two when I came here."

When he heard the story, the monkey master had always taken the lead, so he first found a place in the front, sat down on a small bench, and began to listen to the old aunt, who looked only ten years old but was actually forty years old, tell her story.

The first half of this story is like a third-rate time-traveling Korean drama, saying that when a graduate student couple was doing an electrical energy test, the energy loss caused them to travel to a peaceful and peaceful world, where there are countless handsome men and women, and they can eat and drink enough without even going to work, and they can eat and drink enough in their dreams.

In the middle half, the style of painting is a little distorted, as if it is a second-rate science fiction novel, about the hero and heroine because of the jump in time and space, each has superpowers that are incompatible with this world and the side effects of superpowers.

What a woman has is a tremor of the heart, which can control people's hearts on a large scale, and can also make a determined person die instantly, but the price of it is that the age is getting back and going, and it gradually becomes ten years old. And the man's ability is molecular replacement, which can replace any molecule he wishes with, but at the cost of him gradually losing his original appearance, and his appearance becomes ugly, just like Quasimodo, the bell tower monster in Notre Dame.

In the second half...... It's a serious horror novel, and it's A-quality. The story of all this officially begins from this paragraph.

But maybe the way this story opens is not right, the boy's mind is also distorted after his appearance is distorted. Despite his ugliness, with his superpowers, he became the world's largest dealer in medicines, technology, and weapons in just a few years.

Even his deep pockets began to change the landscape of the world itself, but he was clearly not satisfied with this small achievement, so five years ago on Midsummer Night, he suddenly had a chilling idea - to build a new world, a new order, and a new home.

When he came up with the idea, the great Lori Prophet already knew that his boyfriend was completely insane, but no matter what he said, it was useless, so this kind-hearted prophet ...... So he led a group of people out of Ambrera and went into seclusion until ...... Zombie outbreak.

Of course, this story is not finished, the zombie outbreak is just a starting point, a springboard, and what happens after that is the real top priority-

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