The sky was dark as if it had been plastered with a layer of lime, and a gray-brown mist covered the barren land, and a giant bird with wings three feet wide overlooked the gliding below, where there was no food it needed, only ruins.

Collapsed cement and stone bricks are dumped in piles, steel bars exposed to the air are rusted by rainwater, wooden furniture that was lucky not to be smashed by collapsed concrete walls has long since rotted, and many electrical appliances are only wreckage, as if it has experienced a strong earthquake, as if no one has repaired it for decades, it has become a wasteland, and even weeds have given up taking root here.

There was a faint sound of rubble colliding, and a relatively intact mud brick wall on the ruins was suddenly lifted, with a loud bang, the stone wall that overturned over fell to the ground and smashed into pieces, and a naked person came out of the ruins. The man exposed to the air, he seemed to have crawled out from under the ruins, the skin on his body was scratched by rusty steel wires, and he looked a little embarrassed, and there were a few silk threads dragging on his back, which were deeply rooted in the skin of his back, as if they had grown like hair.

Finally crawled out of that damn glass coffin full of viscous liquid!

"Whew!"

He tore off the fine silk threads on his back, blood rolling down his well-developed back muscles, and sat down on a collapsed brick wall, his chest rising and falling violently, overturning the ceiling of the steel bars, which consumed a lot of his strength, and at this time, he was already a little exhausted.

"It's like a dream."

He stood up, the body full of strength stood on the ruins, even though there were some new slight scars, but this was indeed a perfect body, there was no trace of fat on the body, the muscles and flesh were knotted, as if an artist had carefully carved it with a knife, no more than a little, no less, sharp edges and corners, so that people could feel the explosive power contained in the muscles and flesh at a glance. But his skin is unusually fair, like clotted fat, balancing the shock and impact of the muscles in his body, which is a body full of contradictory beauty.

How long has it been since I felt this exhilarating power?

He clenched his fists hard, and his dark and bright eyes were slightly moist.

It's just ······

What is this place?

The gaze swept through the thick haze across this desolate realm.

"Whew."

Zhou He exhaled deeply, his hand stained with mud held his head, his body suddenly shook, he staggered two steps, and sat down.

"Hello! Child. ”

When I closed my eyes, my brain flashed some strange and fragmentary images as if playing a movie. Gradually, those images began to connect and become clearer.

"Hello! Child! ”

This is an old voice, and the owner of this voice can be heard from the voice, which should be an old man.

"I'm sorry to pour your memories into this body without your permission."

It was a wrinkled old face covered with age spots, this was a face that appeared in Zhou He's mind, he was sitting in a wheelchair, as if looking at himself, his eyes were full of apologies.

"Perhaps, you'll never wake up, but I still need to say sorry to you."

His eyes were full of sadness: "Maybe I shouldn't call you a child, but this body is my most perfect work, whether it is a metal skeleton or a flesh and skin membrane, they are all perfectly reassembled together, condensed into this body." If you will wake up, I also need to apologize to you, and I am sorry to bring your memories that have been sealed for more than a hundred years to this world of calamity. ”

After speaking, his voice choked, and crystal tears slipped from the corners of his eyes: "Meet the parents who made your own hands." ”

He raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and beckoned to the camera, and several middle-aged men and women led a group of young people to stand behind the old man, wearing the white coats or dust suits that are common among researchers.

"Hello."

The group of people seemed to be waving their hands to Zhou He, their expressions were either flat, sad, or full of sorrow.

"Professor."

The sad young girl finally couldn't hold back her tears: "Here they are. ”

"It's so fast."

The old professor sighed, his eyes softened, as if he was looking at himself: "I'm sorry, I secretly implanted this picture in your memory, I hope it won't cause any damage to you." We keep all of our research techniques in your brain, and the existing technical data, and you have a tiny system in your brain that will communicate the technical information to you when you need it, and perhaps, hopefully it will be transmitted through you again······ into the hands of those who can use it. ”

"I just don't have time to tell you about the world, if you can wake up·····

The muscles of this body have memorized many fighting techniques, and they have become its instincts, use them, and protect yourself······ We have a gift for you······ It's also waiting for you to wake up. ”

His head hung heavily, as if bowing to Zhou He: "Please, child!" We look forward to the dawn and we name it after you······"

The picture began to flicker and distort, and his eyes were full of yearning and longing, "In the last century, you must have seen the soft sunshine, the rising sun, and the evening sunrise, it is a world full of equality and friendship, a paradise full of forgiveness and freedom······ Apologies again ······"

The picture gradually blurred, but Zhou He could still hear the voice.

"We will hide you, and perhaps when you wake up, the true dawn will once again shine on the kingdom of mankind."

"Destroy everything ······ here"

It was the last voice of the old professor, with a quiet despair and silent sorrow, vaguely accompanied by the sound of gunfire.

This is the end of the picture.

Finally, tears broke free from their eyes and rolled down their cheeks.

Zhou He didn't know what the reason was, whether it was because he had respect for these people, or because he felt the heavy picture and atmosphere, and his mood fluctuated.

More than 100 years?

He stretched out his hands, spread his fingers, and then clenched them hard, and muttered, "What the hell is this a dream?" Or is it a prank? Or is it real? ”

My memories spanned more than 100 years and came to this world that I had never seen with my own eyes, and everything was as if it were yesterday······

In the end...

He was a little puzzled, full of doubts about all this.

"Perhaps, I should go and find out for myself."

There were many tiny bumps on the skin, because I felt the cold in the air.

"It's all real."

He began to believe in it.

From the ruins, a two-finger-thick steel bar was turned out, which was a steel bar on the main beam, and the steel wire tied tightly on it was torn off, and after the long steel bar was repeatedly folded in half many times, the broken section was still two meters long, just equal to his height, which was also a barely capable weapon.

"Let's go."

Holding the weapon in his hand, Zhou He looked in, lost in the ruins and desolation of the land.

Where to go?

It's a problem, hunger, it's a problem.

Touching his abdomen, a little impatient mood rose, maybe he could only set off in a certain direction.

The smog here is much worse than in the capital, and it is difficult for life to survive in such a place. So Zhou He understood that there was no food to be found here.

Stepping barefoot on desolate land, the ground was covered with rubble or electrical debris, and some of them were prickly, but it was okay, and the pain was not intense.

Zhou He's eyes searched purposefully, he tried to pull out a piece of plastic sheet from a pile of rubble, but as soon as his hand touched it, the plastic sheet turned into dust, and here, even finding a fig leaf is extremely difficult. He looked down at himself red. Naked body.

"It's hell here."

After trekking for an unknown amount of time, Zhou He finally couldn't help but sit on the ground deflated, completely uninhabited. Looking up at the sky, it was almost night, and it looked like I was going to spend the night in the wilderness.

But this was not what Zhou He wanted, so he set off again after resting for a while.

Morning.

Zhou He finally saw a touch of cyan, it was crushed under a piece of rubble, but it was still growing tenaciously. It's life, right? This should indicate that you have reached the border of the wasteland and that there is already life.

When I looked up, it was a long mountain, but there were not many trees, most of them had turned into char, but there were also new shoots, they had drilled out of the soil, and there was some life.

The light became brighter and brighter, and the hair on Zhou He's head was hanging with droplets, falling on his face from time to time, it was the morning dew in the morning.

Exhaling a breath of mist, Zhou He hugged his arms and rubbed them, hoping to bring a touch of warmth to his body.

"Thanks to this strong body."

Zhou He thought.

He had already found traces of asphalt, which would have been a road long ago, but was covered by mudslides, and perhaps following it would lead to the discovery of people.

"The hunger is getting stronger."

Slightly moistened his chapped lips, but his eyes brightened, and he finally saw the building, which had suddenly appeared after a day and night, and made him have a strong sense of anticipation, and he had too many questions waiting for answers.

"Jingle bell!"

"Jingle bell!"

The piercing sound suddenly sounded in his ears, Zhou He only felt that the cold hairs all over his body had exploded, and there were small pimples on his skin, and the sudden sound in the silence always made people frightened.

Soon, he discovered the source of the sound, which was a few bells that had been held together with rope and then covered by debris, and he lowered his head and his eyes fell on the tiny ropes that crisscrossed his feet.

"There must be someone here."

Zhou He looked up at the pile of low earthen walls in front of him, and he could see the buildings inside through the earthen walls, most of which were bungalows.

"It's dangerous."

Zhou He covered his heart with his hand, his heart beating a little faster, and this feeling of palpitations told him that there seemed to be danger here. It seems to be stared at by something.

Maybe it's just that the hunger pangs are too strong.

He thought to himself.