In 2112, the end times have passed a hundred dark spring and autumn.

I still remember a hundred years ago, after the so-called 'end of the world' passed, how many people laughed and scolded those fools for believing in the so-called Mayan prophecy.

But soon, the bloody facts brought brutal answers to everyone.

"The last days are sometimes late, but they are never absent."

12 hours after December 21, the long-overdue disaster instantly covered the world!

The aurora filled the sky, the wind howled, and the earth shook the mountains.

Humanity is completely frightened.

And with that came the roar of the undead!

The bones are full of corpses, buried deep underground, and the dead who have accumulated thousands of years in the history of human development stretch out their claws to the living life.

Zombies infected with corpse poison are rampant in the city, mutated monsters are entrenched in the mountains, and countless monsters appear on the earth.

Human beings have only one choice, pick up the knife and gun in their hands and kill a wide avenue!

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"Chu Ci~~Chu Ci~~ Wake up!"

Tao Hao pushed the roommate who pushed the bed, and knocked on the guardrail.

"It's Iron Mask Zhang's class this morning, you hurry down."

Chu Ci sat up from the bed suddenly, and suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a faint cold and fierce light in his dark pupils, like an arrogant and brutal dragon.

Tao Hao trembled inexplicably in his heart, his tone softened, and he whispered: "Chu Ci, are you uncomfortable, or I will ask you for a leave?" ”

The indifference in Chu Ci's eyes subsided slightly, and he quickly reacted, he was calling himself, paused, and his voice was hoarse: "No, you go first." ”

Tao Hao was stunned, but when he thought of Chu Ci's eyes, his heart palpitated, and he didn't dare to ask more, so he left in a hurry.

Chu Ci looked at Tao Hao's back and fled, noncommittal or not, and slowly closed his eyes to recuperate.

Immediately, his eyes opened, and he burst out with an astonishing essence.

All this... Is it a dream? Is it true?

Chu Ci flipped through the dusty memories in his mind, and finally found a bit of plausible memory fragments, touched his mobile phone from the bedside, and clicked on it with a little hesitation on his face.

【7:31AM】

【12/21/2012】

I... Really go back a hundred years? Back to the eve of the end times!

There was a trace of consternation on Chu Ci's face, and there was a trace of sadness and melancholy.

Chu Ciben is an ordinary college student, with a little kindness and cleverness.

In the last days, Chu Ci struggled desperately to survive like any ordinary person, and by chance, Chu Ci was inherited by an alchemist and became a professional.

But the repetition of human nature has made him witness more sins and betrayals.

Chu Ci once gave his classmates healing potions, but when the corpse tide came, he pushed the callus to poison the corpse; Chu Ci once built equipment for his companions, but when he found a warehouse of grain in the wilderness, he was stabbed in the back; Chu Ci once admired a goddess and devoted his resources to reshape the elemental god body for her, but the goddess threw herself into a big force in the blink of an eye, and she was blacklisted; Chu Ci was once retained by the people to guard a city, but when he returned home, his father was a skeleton...

After 70 years of tossing and turning, 30 autumns in the world, a hundred years of time is fleeting.

I used to be pitiful, and gradually I lost my goodness;

I used to trust, but gradually I stopped trusting others;

I used to love, and gradually I no longer had a heartbeat;

I used to be righteous, and gradually I lost the last of my delusions.

And now, I understand that the only thing that really accompanies me and follows me will never betray me is power.

In this life, everything will be reshuffled again!

Those things that are missed, sad, and regretful, how can they not be changed!

Chu Ci's eyes returned to cold and indifferent, and the corners of his mouth were pursed with a trace of arrogance.

I, the Emperor of Oblivion, am back!

Chu Ci got out of bed and turned on the computer, the Internet was full of all kinds of ridicule and abuse, and all kinds of bricks and beasts jumped out, talking about doomsday lies, eager to prove that they were the only truth.

"Hehe~~ The end times are sometimes late, but they will never be absent."

【8：00AM】

There are still 4 hours until the end of the world, but it is enough.

Chu Ci picked up the key to his mobile phone wallet and went out after a long absence.

Outside the door, the sun is shining!

There was a slightly pungent and somewhat comfortable smell in the air, which was a mixture of daily life, completely different from the perennial rancid air after the end of the world.

Chu Ci came to the ATM machine on campus to insert a card to withdraw money, and there were more than 3,000 in the card, which was Chu Ci's remaining living expenses this semester.

Seeing this string of figures, Chu Ci felt both ridicule and nostalgia in his heart.

Money? In the last days, it's just waste paper, not even a piece of bread, but these more than 3,000... But it reminded Chu Ci of his father.

Chu Ci lived in a single-parent family, his mother left when he was very young, and Chu's father raised him with sweat and blood.

In the previous life, Chu Ci had a hard start, bumps and downfalls, and for a long time, he couldn't even save his own life, let alone find and protect his father.

When he returned to Bishui Town, the hut full of warmth and family affection had been buried in the ruins, and Chu's father's body had long been drowned in the merciless disaster.

Chu Ci does not hate others, nor does he hate this so-called apocalyptic disaster.

He only hated himself.

If I have supreme power, will there be any grievance in my heart?

If I have supreme strength, how can I have regrets in my heart?

If I have supreme power, but then history will not repeat itself.

The ATM machine rattled, spit out large red bills, Chu Ci grabbed it hard, stuffed it into his pocket, walked like thunder, and left straight outside the school.

God gave Chu Ci a chance, and in his first life, he must go back to Bishui Town and find his father again!

"Dad, are you busy with work?"

"Son, what's the matter?"

Hearing his father's gentle voice, Rao is heart is as hard as iron after a hundred years, his eyes are still sour, and he almost couldn't help oozing a few drops of weakly acidic transparent saline solution.

"Dad, I miss you."

"Son, what's wrong, what's going on?"

Dad Chu was a little puzzled and a little nervous in his tone.

Nephew Mo Ruo, Chu's father knows in his heart that Chu Ci will not call him randomly if he is fine, and his usual greetings are to pinch the rest time after work.

Chu Ci took a deep breath, and secretly said that his state of mind was still not up to par, and he was disturbed by a phone call.

"Dad, don't ask me why, listen to me first."

"Well, you say."

Chu Ci's eyes were sour again, and Chu's father's voice full of trust instantly pierced all of Chu Ci's defenses.

Well, what if it's disturbed, it's his own father, the father who raised himself with hard work!

"Dad, you must remember the next words, don't hesitate, don't ask why, and don't doubt."

Chu Ci walked like a fly, running towards the bus that was about to arrive, and told Chu's father.

"In a few hours, the end of the world is coming, you hurry up and leave the company now, buy a lot of food and drinking water, preferably sealed, and then go back to the house and seal the door, go now, be sure to finish it before 12 noon, even if you can't buy food, it doesn't matter, you must keep yourself safe."

Even if he can't see anyone, Chu Ci dares to guarantee that Dad Chu must be frowning and starting to touch the smoke at this time.

"Click~~" The sound of a lighter came from the other end of the earpiece.

"And what do you do?"

Chu's father's first thought was Chu Ci's safety.

Chu Ci's eyes were soft, revealing a bit of admiration, and he took a deep breath.

"Dad, do you believe me? I believe that I have been obedient since I was a child, I believe that I have never let you down since I was a child, and I believe that I have always been the best child since I was a child! ”

“.... I believe. ”

"Then you believe me, believe that I will be safe, believe that I will return home, believe that I will never make you sad, this is my promise between you and you, two men!"

"Okay."