Disaster?

The glue rain that disfigured the city?

There are many more who have died. I'm afraid that tomorrow the relevant departments will disclose the number of casualties and the amount of property damage. But the internet hasn't been cut off – it won't be long, maybe just a little while – and all the headlines in the online media are reports of this horrific disaster. The pop-up window will pop up at a rate of one message every 5 seconds.

I don't know if the official will explain why, if the area is limited to this city, it will most likely be explained by what leakage caused it. In all cases, only the things related to pollution can be "unclear".

Luo Sheng looked out the window again, unbelievable, causing the outside to melt into an unidentified substance like asphalt, which was directly related to him. Or rather, he is to blame.

"That's what I caused?" Luo Sheng's emotions were filled with doubts and dissatisfaction, and he felt that he was innocent.

"Yes, uncle." Qiao Liang nodded like a judge. Then he continued, "You have disrupted His layout, so He has only a great shuffle." She pointed to the top of her head, reiterating who the boss she meant in her words was.

"It doesn't make sense. Can I cause such a big reaction and need to kill and injure the whole city? Wouldn't just just acting on me solve the problem? ”

Qiao Liang waved his hand and said, "No." The disaster has acted on you, and the problem is irreversible. Like what happens when an irreversible program error occurs on your computer? ”

Luo Sheng was startled and squeezed out three words from between his teeth.

"Formatting."

"In a way, a citywide extinction is formatting, isn't it?"

Who says no, this analogy sounds substandard, but it explains the problem clearly and directly.

Luo Sheng scratched his hair: "Now that the disaster is suspended, is it a halftime warning?" ”

"Well, I guess, I haven't been to that before." Qiao Li shook his head, put the last biscuit in his mouth, and then said, "Didn't you notice?" There is a break point in your game, which is that you must have undergone some kind of irreversible change in the spa in Cambodia, which is why you are in this situation. ”

Breakpoint – There is indeed a vague memory. Luo Sheng recalled vigorously......

On July 12, around 4 p.m., he woke up in a room in the spa with musk and lemon scents, and he remembered that he had fallen asleep in this room a few hours earlier, perhaps...... Luo Sheng was not sure, because there were many rooms of the same style here, and he felt that something was wrong, his head was muddy, his stomach was churning, and he felt like vomiting. He couldn't remember what he ate at noon, and he even felt like he was starting to have trouble remembering many things. He and An Yi then went to find the monk who was peeling oranges, but they swooped down and got a card that seemed to belong to him. After that, he came back with An Yi.

Yes, speaking of An Yi, the man who was so calm that he was extraordinary, became abnormal from the moment he answered Adan's call. When the rubber rain hit, Luo Sheng called him, but no one answered. He couldn't estimate what would happen to An Yi, and hoped he was safe and sound. In the face of a disaster, especially a disaster that causes people to lose contact with each other, people's worries are just a sign of powerlessness and uselessness. At that time, one could only pray.

"Do you think of anything?" Qiao Liang asked.

Luo Sheng narrowed his eyes, something was about to come out of his mouth, but he still couldn't tell what it was.

"Can't think of it."

Qiao Liang also showed a difficult expression, she seemed to be thinking about something, clasped her arms with both hands, and bit her lip.

"What is the difference between you and the doppelganger?" She asked, looking up as if she had suddenly searched for important information.

Luo Shengleng paused, and then said, "Gunshot wound." Mine is in the right arm, and Rasheng 2 is in the right leg. ”

"Rasheng 2? Are you Rasheng 1? It's funny, I'm not so kind to call my doppelganger. Qiao Li's smile was sarcastic.

"And what do you call it?"

"I'm Hongu, she's a."

Luo Sheng smiled helplessly, and then rolled up his sleeves to show Qiao Li the wound, the upper part of his right arm was wrapped in a bandage, and he changed it after he came back to take a bath.

"Can you take it apart and show me?"

"It's going to be wrapped up again, trouble."

Luo Sheng didn't want to dismantle it, but Qiao Liang stubbornly said: "You take it apart, I have doubts." ”

"What's the doubt?"

"I didn't know until I took it apart and looked at it."

Luo Sheng snorted, unwrapped the bandage angrily, thinking that this girl was really troublesome.

"Wait a minute, you're in charge of helping me wrap up, anyway, you're studying medicine."

"No problem, you dismantle."

The white bandages were opened round and round, and when the last layer was left, Qiao Li pressed Luo Sheng's hand: "Uncle, are you sure that you have a gunshot wound, right?" ”

"yes."

As he spoke, the last layer of bandages slipped down, and Qiao Li's eyes widened and he stared carefully at Luo Sheng's upper arm.

"No, you're a knife wound, and it's cut so neatly, this palace has identified that it was injured by a sharp weapon with a sharp edge, and it has now healed."

Luo Sheng was stunned, he didn't hear what this new era servant said at all, and just looked at his arm carefully.

Two centimeters below the triceps brachii muscle in the upper right arm, a slender pinkish-white scar is about three centimeters long, and it can be seen that the incision is very neat, and if it is not for a knife with a very sharp edge, this effect will never be cut.

Very strange! Why did you always think it was a gunshot wound? If no one is there to remind him, when will he find out?

Rasheng felt a great fear engulfing him...... Suddenly, as if a hammer had awakened his brain, he scolded: "! He immediately began to take off his pants.

Qiao Liang was frightened by his actions and jumped up from his chair in shock.

"Uncle, calm down, I'm not at that level with you—" With that, she ran to the door, pulled it open and prepared to escape.

"I was hypnotized." Luo Sheng explained loudly, he took off his right trouser leg, above the knee, where the bandage was wrapped, the bandage had not been changed in days, and the dirty blood stains were mixed with the water stains from the previous bath, and they were wet and wrapped in place.

Qiao Liang stopped to escape, and found that something was wrong, she walked back again, cautiously, and approached the uncle who was a little crazy step by step.

Luo Sheng opened the bandage and circled it around...... The last layer was almost glued to the wound, and he gritted his teeth and tore it open—the bullet piercing the wound into his pupils.

The bullet was fired from the back of the leg, devilishly without hurting the bone, and flew through the muscles from the outside of the leg, with a distance of no more than two centimeters between the front and back.

As he woke up, pain began to creep in from deep within his leg bones. Then it became violent, drilling, and unbearable...... It's like stripping his flesh hard.

"Holy—" Luo Sheng scolded again, partly because of the pain, but more because of a shattering awakening, because he only found out about the problem now.

Qiao Li stared at the gunshot wound that had been infected, and said with a complicated expression: "I know, you were dropped." ”