That night was stormy again, Xu Wei and the other members of the Wrecked Club reappeared in the hospital, and Yan Zizi was not surprised to see them at all.

It was a very hot day, and at four o'clock in the afternoon the clouds began to thicken, and the purple-black clouds were surprisingly large, full of water vapor and thunder.

Passers-by were hurried and slightly uneasy. One eye looked at the sky from time to time, and almost everyone thought that it would rain heavily in the evening, hoping that the rain would take away the stagnant moisture.

Delhi's parks and playgrounds are full of people every summer, and at six o'clock that day it was even more empty, the sky was dusk, the rain had not yet fallen, the swings were still, there was no shadow, and the sky sounded huge thunder from time to time, in addition, before Xu Wei and others came, there was only one barking enough, and the sound of cars on the outer main street came into Yan Zizhi's ears.

Xu Wei was the first to enter the door, then they rushed in, and finally Xingyue, her expression was extremely uncomfortable.

Yan Zizi saw a strange combination of strength and helplessness in their eyes, and the twilight light before the rainstorm shone on their skin, making their faces ghostly, distant and gloomy.

"Hi Eddie, are you okay?" Xu Wei said.

"I'm fine, Boss Wei." Yan smiled introspectively.

"I guess you must have had a hard time yesterday." Xingyue said, the sound was mixed with thunder, Yan Zizi's room was not lit, and the bedside lamps were also each, their figures flickered in the cloudy daylight, and the same light was enveloping Delhi, and the dark clouds kept piling up, as if the whole city was falling asleep...... or dead.

Everyone chatted about the case of someone beating his stepson to death, and the case of someone's brother missing, but everyone agreed that he must have been caught by it.

Time passed quickly, but it didn't seem to go any further, and what should have happened for a long time all happened in a day or two, which made everyone feel incredible.

Then Xu Wei and the others left, the rain had not yet started, and the heavy rain that people were expecting for a day never came, and finally the dark clouds dispersed, the air was still humid, and many people slept on the porch and lawn that night, or spent the night in the backyard wrapped in sleeping bags.

The heavy rain came the next day, not long after the world witnessed the tragic fate of a child, the executor.

Walking from Kansas Street to the junkyard that day, it felt a bit like entering an asteroid swarm, a group of asteroids made up of garbage, which was empty at first, with only grass growing on the ground that looked like a sponge, and then garbage began to appear.

The world was almost over, the trees were getting taller and taller, mostly fir trees, the wooden pots were becoming more and more sparse, the seagulls were circling and neighing, screaming and whining, and the air was filthy and smelling of burning.

She heard someone shouting, thinking it was Xu Wei and the others, she just wanted to find them quickly, but she didn't expect it to be Zhang Tianxiang and them.

She had already stepped out of the bushes, the most secluded corner of the garbage heap was still sixty meters away, the towering garbage heap was shining, next to the steep gravel pit, and around it all, she finally realized that the group of people was not Xu Wei and them.

This group of people is doing something stupid, and the world is not interested.

Zhang Tianxiang himself is also very ashamed, fortunately, such things are not required by the script, they are just sitting and doing some other very stupid things.

Then, according to the script, Zhang Tianxiang and the others needed to leave, and when Zhang Tianxiang and they left, they only left a guy named Patrick Hawkstoy, who was an executor from an annexed plane, and he did a lot of unsavory things in order to survive.

The executor in the play is a person with a defective IQ who likes to torture and kill animals, and he will put them in the refrigerator when he finishes killing.

He was still repeating the same thing on this day, and when he opened the door of the refrigerator, it was also his time of death.

The executive was secretly on guard, he knew that he would die here, but he was not reconciled, even if he knew that as long as the people who performed the death plot were all killed, he still had a glimmer of hope.

When he opened the door of the refrigerator and prepared to handle the animals he had tortured to death as usual, he noticed that there were more than a dozen flesh-colored objects in the refrigerator, like shells, sticking to the inner wall of the refrigerator, and he saw them move slowly.

Suddenly, one of the flesh-colored objects stretched out its insect-like wings, and it flew out of the refrigerator and slammed into his body.

He had already taken precautions, and turned sideways with a knife in his hand to slash at the insect, but he didn't expect that the insect would begin to corrode the long knife in his hand as if it was attached to the knife.

He is attached to the technological plane, learning various techniques, and the long knife in his hand is not an ordinary metal product, but a particle light blade, which attacks by constantly rubbing the microparticles in the air, and its sharpness can be said to have reached a terrifying level.

But that's it, the bugs are corroding the air! It was incredible, and he didn't want to believe it with his eyes wide, but soon the other insects flew up to him in his stunned spirit.

He felt a burning sensation in his body, which then vanished, but the bug turned from white to pink, and then suddenly frighteningly to crimson.

He began to scream, slapping the thing on his body, which had swelled to the size of a tennis ball, and after three blows, it broke with a disgusting 'poof' sound, and blood ran down his elbow to his wrist, but the jelly-like, eyeless head of the thing still bit him, like a mosquito's mouthparts, into his arm.

He grabbed the thing between his fingers, trying to rip it off, and the mouthparts came out, leaving a wound the size of a coin, and then watery blood and pus-like yellowish-white mucus gushed out.

Although the thing was broken, it was still writhing and searching for it at his fingertips.

Although he had just taken one of them, his body was almost surrounded by this swarm, and he hurriedly grabbed the refrigerator doorknob and closed the refrigerator door, but it was too late, and they kept pounced on him, landing all over his body.

Suddenly, a barrier unfolded around him, bouncing all the bugs off his body, and he jumped off the garbage heap and ran towards the river.

The magnetic energy shield is too demanding for energy, and he only dares to open it for a short time, if he can survive, this thing will still be used.

He thinks so, to keep the energy, once the energy stored in it is used up, he has nothing to rely on.

The blood spurting from the wounds left by the insects made him almost a bloody man, and he was terrified in his heart, and the insects were still shaking their wings and chasing after them.

"What should I do?" His mind was already in a mess, and he didn't know what he was supposed to do, it was too far from the water source to be saved even if he jumped into the water.