"On the eve of God's delivery, am I really back?" On a simple bed built with several stone bricks and covered with thatch, Yang Shuo looked at the ceiling with an expression on his face and muttered. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Yang Shuo was about fourteen or fifteen years old, his face was pale and sickly, but his facial features were clear and beautiful, even if his clothes were a little messy and shabby, but his whole body exuded an indescribable cleanliness and handsomeness, and his eyes were like a clear spring, clear to the bottom.

Raising his right hand, Yang Shuo felt a little confused, a second before thinking, he was still a corpse with his chest cut open, but at this moment, he was sitting here alive.

A dream? Or Zhou Gong Mengdie?

After a short period of consternation, Yang Shuo actually had a monstrous wave in his heart.

At this time, although he didn't know what was happening to him, he was sure that he had not yet entered the army and fallen into a humble death, the identity of the God-given had not yet been determined, and most importantly, he was still young!

Change!

Everything can change!

Thinking of this, Yang Shuo's eyes flashed, and an irrepressible joy jumped on his face, even though he had the chilling memories of his previous life at this time, he finally couldn't resist the surprise of this rebirth.

In his previous life, Yang Shuo had taken too many wrong steps, even if his ability was only known as a summoner who was weak to the extreme, but compared to ordinary people, he was enough to be regarded as the pride of the sky.

If it weren't for his shallowness, with his hard work and perseverance, his achievements would certainly not be so ordinary.

White-eyed, mocking, humiliating, scolding.

In decades of doomsday survival, Yang Shuo has encountered too many injustices, one wrong step, and all losses, which is destined for him to suffer many white eyes, and his combat power is not obvious, creating his weak reputation.

If survival in the apocalypse is counted as a starting point, Yang Shuo has been lagging behind since the beginning of the race.

In the past, Yang Shuo had no choice, but now, his life has not yet begun, everything still has choices, and everything has not changed.

"If I am strong enough, who would dare to despise me?!" Thinking of all the injustices he had encountered in his previous life, Yang Shuo half-narrowed his eyes, and two devouring rays of light refracted out, and at this moment, a cold killing intent that should not have appeared at his age gushed out from him!

"It's just that the eight-armed ape demon who has spent all his wealth to summon did not come with the rebirth......" Yang Shuo was very rational, quickly collected his emotions, and accepted the fact of rebirth, at this moment, he was most concerned about his own strength.

The end of the world is coming, the air is full of unexplained mysterious particles, the particles are polarized, it may be a strong virus that kills people, or it can be a god-sent artifact that changes the physique and gives the living body all kinds of abilities.

Humans call it nuclear energy.

And the existence that can absorb this kind of free nuclear energy from heaven and earth into the body, condense into abnormal energy, and stimulate it as you want during the battle is exactly what ordinary people call a godsend, which means the favor of God.

Nuclear energy was the same at first, but it was stimulated by different people and formed a variety of strange abilities.

To put it more broadly, it is divided into metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, electricity, spirit, and psychology; These ten categories; In addition, there are dozens of subcategories such as limbs, beasts, plants, magic weapons, and energy.

And Yang Shuo's ability in the previous life is one of the subcategories, the existence of a summoner.

Summoners, who summon with their own nuclear energy, and then form a contract with the summoned object to use against the enemy.

Unlike those dragon-blooded warriors who can blow up boulders with a single punch after awakening, and unlike those who are born to control water and fire to kill people, the summoner's ability is relatively weak.

The higher the nuclear power, the stronger the summon.

This seems to be a good prospect, but there is a prerequisite, that is, how to become stronger?

The end is unforgiving, and it is very likely that something will happen anytime and anywhere, and an ability such as a summoner will be more advantageous in the later stages, but how many people can climb to the height of the crowd in this chaotic world?

Take Yang Shuo as an example, in the very beginning, his nuclear energy was weak, and he could only summon some cannon fodder-like existences such as giant grasshoppers and frightened chickens.

Now recalling his original persistence, the corners of Yang Shuo's mouth couldn't help revealing a trace of bitter self-deprecation.

It's just that this self-deprecation didn't stay on Yang Shuo's face for long, and after a while, he returned to a cold and cold face.

Years of survival in the apocalyptic world have already given Yang Shuo an indifferent heart, whether it is summoning pets or weapons, they are all things outside the body, as long as life is there, everything is possible.

After years of experience, Yang Shuo is not completely without hole cards, when exploring a ruin, Yang Shuo accidentally found a sacrificial summoning formation, as long as the sacrificial items have value, then, it is very likely to summon the headless horseman, the abyss demon worm, the three-headed dragon These powerful and strange summons.

It was with this formation that Yang Shuo avoided crisis after crisis.

What's more, throwing away this hole card, Yang Shuo is still carrying a heavy treasure, not without nothing.

This treasure is the memory of many years after he really entered the last days.

From ignorance to indifference, from youth to middle age, he has experienced too much and seen too much.

His memory holds many untapped treasures; People or things, treasures and things; For years, what he had heard, encountered, missed, and repented of had not happened; Especially those enviable adventures, he only needs to grasp one to soar to the clouds.

What's more, after several years of bloody battles, the heavy memories of those penances and rich combat experience are Yang Shuo's most precious treasures.

With these, Yang Shuo will no longer fall behind others at the starting line in the future, if he does it properly, he will impact a higher realm, and it is not an unattainable dream to reach the status of tens of thousands of people.

Those grief-stricken repentances have not yet happened, those tossing and turning hatred are no longer far away, and those that should have belonged to them may be able to be regained.

With these longings, Yang Shuo leaned on the side of the bed, and at this time there was a dead silence in his pupils, like the tranquility before the eruption of a volcano, silent but with the breath of destruction.

In the last life, fate was ruined, and there were too many joys and sorrows and clutches.

In this life, Yang Shuo clenched his right fist and swore secretly.

My life is up to me, not to heaven.

The haze in his heart for many years disappeared at this moment, and Yang Shuo at this time was like turning into a butterfly, and the temperament of the whole person had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Although Yang Shuo had lived here, after all, it was decades ago, and many memories had been shifted, and at this moment, the most important thing for him was to figure out the situation here!