Chapter 17: The City of Despair

The massive, heavy body fell to the ground.

Lin Mo let go of his hand, and his blood-colored pupils gradually dimmed in the darkness and firelight.

This time his eyes weren't as blurry as before, they just felt a burning pain, and he reached out and touched them, and found that scarlet blood was already flowing from his eyes.

Despair, anger, and sorrow had all gone like a tide, and by the flickering light of the fire, looking at the blood on his hands, he felt only true fear.

Then he looked down at his left hand, which could no longer be described as a hand—it was a razor-sharp claw that belonged only to a monster.

He...... It's getting more and more like a monster.

Lin Mo took a deep breath, turned around, picked up the gun on the ground, and glanced at Chen Jiaming, who was still burning in the flames.

He had understood the other party's choice.

Chen Jiaming's mission was to protect Section Chief Wang and them, and at that time, he chose to carry out the mission, and then come to help himself.

Lin Mo looked at this body in flames and couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth.

In this world, even if it is the end of the world, there may be some people who are holding on to something.

Lin Mo shook his head, walked into the safe passage step by step, and walked towards the twenty-first floor.

To tell the truth, he still has no hope for the helicopter, because Chen Jiaming is the only one who comes down.

Even the man's comrades-in-arms are not willing to follow, so who will wait for two people who will die in their eyes?

But Lin Mo still had a glimmer of luck in the end - what if, what if the helicopter didn't go?

However, there are no emergencies in this world.

And under the end of the world, it is impossible for someone like Chen Jiaming to have another one more here.

By the time Lin Mo dragged his heavy body to the rooftop, it was empty, and as for the so-called helicopter, it had already left.

Lin Mo took a breath and walked to the edge of the rooftop step by step, looking out on the top floor of the tall twenty-first floor.

Half of the city is in sight.

The sky was red with flames, and under the black and bloody sky, the city was already burning everywhere, and between the streets and alleys, there were few living people, but on the contrary, there were strange and terrifying creatures everywhere.

There are also some huge ones, passing between buildings, and where they pass, the buildings collapse and fall.

And at the far end of the world, probably on the side north of the ice city, the flames are soaring into the sky, and the sound of guns and cannons is deafening.

That's the army.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lin Mo really couldn't believe that this city and the world had undergone such earth-shaking changes in a short period of time.

Human civilization, as the overlord of the planet, has been crushed by devastation, and new creatures are dancing wildly in fire and death.

Lin Mo couldn't help but think of the words of the god stick again.

Judgment Day.

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Lin Mo fell asleep under the black-red canopy, and when he woke up again, it was already dawn.

The first thing he felt when he woke up was hunger, and then the pain was burning all over his body.

Moreover, he found that he could not see clearly.

It was like a veil of gauze in front of my eyes, and everything I saw in my field of vision was blurry and unrealistic, and it felt like I had become super myopic overnight.

He probably knew it was because of overuse of his eyes.

What he could be sure of now was that his eyes and left hand had been mutated, and the left hand was fine, but the eyes had side effects every time they were used, and he guessed that the mutations in the eyes and brain were still not enough to support that ability.

Lin Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He didn't know when he lost his backpack full of food, and his left arm had stopped bleeding, but now he was completely unable to use his strength.

And he estimated that he should have a slight burn on his back, and the previous blow was not as serious as he thought, far from breaking his spine.

But Lin Mo supported his body several times and wanted to sit up, but he couldn't succeed, last night's battle, coupled with the above-mentioned injuries, he is now at the point where he can't even stand up from the battle.

Lin Mo gasped for cold air, lying on his back on the cold rooftop, looking up at the sky.

Today's sky was gloomy, and the cannon sound that shook the whole city last night was also quiet, as if it had never appeared, and there were occasionally a few days of "big birds" flying in the sky above Lin Mo's head.

Lin Mo was really afraid that those big birds would fly down indiscriminately and take him, a seriously injured guy, away.

He thought, if Chen Jiaming's guy didn't die so easily, he could help at this time, right?

However, the calm soldier died after all.

He couldn't help but be a little indifferent.

It suddenly occurred to me that it would not be bad to be quiet for a while.

Before the apocalypse, he was busy with his studies and work, and even if he had spare time, he wasted it on his mobile phone and games, and after the apocalypse, in this short day, he tried his best to escape death several times, and he didn't even have a chance to take a breath.

Now that he was finally able to calm down, the helicopter escape plan "went smoothly", and he himself was put on a half-life because of it, and he himself had almost no plan for the next step.

Feeling the breeze blowing from afar, Lin Mo rarely calmed down.

The world is also remarkably quiet today, with no rushing traffic, no chaotic noise, and no last night's wails and screams.

Lin Mo began to think wildly.

Like what...... What happened to Li Xiaomo, the class girl he had a crush on in high school? His best friend in the magic capital didn't mutate into a monster, did he? His fat boss who stares at beautiful female colleagues all day long has become a monster, right?

And also......

He's going to be a monster.

Lin Mo's mood became heavy and bad again because of this sudden thought.

Section Chief Wang made it clear that the manifestation of successful mutants is to possess intelligence and maintain human form.

And Lin Mo's current situation is that he has wisdom, one hand has completely turned into a monster's claw, as for how long can human wisdom and consciousness be maintained......

Lin Mo couldn't help but think of the emotional out-of-control when he mutated at the crossroads at that time.

How long can this human consciousness be maintained?

Or...... Perhaps, he will become the half-human, half-monster thing he was before.

But Lin Mo soon laughed again.

Because he has a hard time standing up now, even if he doesn't die here today, how to leave the city is a big problem.

The only thing Lin Mo knows at the moment is that Fengtian may be defended, it may be a safe place, but Fengtian is not that close to the ice city, it is fine before the apocalypse, and the high-speed rail will arrive in a few hours, but now, ......

After lying down for a long time, Lin Mo was finally able to sit up, he moved to the edge of the rooftop, stood up against the wall, and looked at the whole city, the whole city was desolate and dilapidated, and smoke was rising everywhere, but it was quiet like a dead city.

But Lin Mo knew that the monsters were hiding in countless corners, even in the building under his feet.

However, his vision was still blurry, his left hand was still weak, and his stomach was still protesting.

He...... Stuck here.

This is his city of despair.

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