After 1 minute and 33 seconds of landing, the body was polymerized, and the severe pain and suffocation feeling in the marrow gradually disappeared.

"Ahem, uh! Ahem! Whew......"

Finally, the traverser exhaled his first breath in full after coming into this world.

He struggled for a moment, trying to straighten up, but instead fell to the ground, his arms barely supporting his body, but he trembled uncontrollably, as if the gravity was too great to resist at this moment.

The glare from the blast was still powerful, and the vision was still blurred, as if two extremely thick black fogs were being pulled away from the retina.

However, in the darkness of the background, a faint point of light was shaking and spreading, and it seemed that it was about to become clear.

It was like a spotlight on the edge of the arena, and it was like several fists bursting with enlightenment clenched together......

A few voices flickered and flickered, as if they were rippling in the boundless black sea with the point of light, but they rang out very well in their minds.

"We've made enough steaks on our plates, it shouldn't be the fate of humanity!"

"You are the strongest fighter for enlightenment, and no one but you can take on such a heavy responsibility."

"Please, 9527! Go back and change all that, humanity should not be numbered by a string of numbers, we all need a real name! ”

Slowly, the sound disappeared, his eyesight regained a little, and what appeared in front of him was a small puddle of sink, and the swaying point of light gradually appeared into a lonely half-moon. The reflection in the sewage was dark and blurry, revealing only a thin face, a tousled short hair, and a figure that was not very strong......

With his hands pushing hard through the muddy water, he sat on his back with a shaky body, expecting more information in heavy breath.

As planned, it seems that it has just fallen at night, and without the strong stimulation of the sun, the eyesight is slowly adapting to its surroundings, while also minimizing the chance of encountering enemies to avoid being attacked in the worst physical conditions.

As his vision gradually cleared up, he groped for a look at his own situation:

The tungsten gold fist gloves, knee pads, and elbow pads were all missing, which was expected, because according to prior inference, no matter how hard the metal was, it could not be accurately restored after the molecular cracking, not to mention that in the moment before the energy burst, the fierce guards also launched an artillery attack, if it weren't for the role of those metal armors, he would probably only be able to complete this unprecedented crossing in the form of a corpse.

Fortunately, the super-bionic protective suit is still complete, but the cuffs and trouser tubes are damaged, which can still play a role in keeping warm and sheltering the body.

But the pain in the left shoulder persisted......

He reached out and touched it, then gritted his teeth and pulled out a foreign object. It was a diamond-shaped hard piece, one of the corners was slightly damaged, with some fluorescence, and it felt hard to the touch, but it didn't look like metal. The traverser casually threw the hard piece aside, still recalling the scene in his heart.

Yes, during the crossing, a beam of light shot out of the VIP box in the stands, and although he flashed at the time, he was still hit in the shoulder. With that kind of reaction speed and striking technique, the attacker would not be none other than the senior commander of the invasion team, Dick Biafer.

That murderous guy is the culprit who caused the tragic fate of the entire human race!

It is under his careful planning that a planet full of life finally falls into the hands of demons, an innocent species, and finally becomes food on a dinner plate!

He and his family are known for their cunning and cruel methods, from invasion to occupation to domination, he has killed countless people, is the biggest executioner of the alien invaders, and is also the number one public enemy in the mouth of fresh meat!

But this time, the demon missed, and he will pay a heavy price for it!

The traverser clenched his fists, but before the ambition could fill his chest, difficulties arose first—he found that his energy metrics were declining beyond expectations: muscle function was restored by 15%, and consciousness indicators were ...... Only 0.7%!

Time and space travel will inevitably consume a lot of consciousness energy, which the dead men have long expected, but it is unexpected to decay to the point of approaching ordinary people, it may be affected by the injury, or for some other reason, he still doesn't understand it.

Fortunately, the recovery process of his eyesight was quite smooth, and in just a few minutes, his eyes could be focused freely, which also relieved his inner anxiety a little.

There were no lights, no tall buildings to mark human civilization, and the wilderness was vast, and the night was low, and the wind was blowing......

It seems that there is a slight problem with the landing site, as it is clearly not the intended suburb of Paris, and from the desert-like terrain, it is not even part of Europe.

"Probably an acceptable error......," he comforted himself, trying to be optimistic, "Anyway, this is the pre-invasion Earth, and everything is still possible to be modified......"

Slowly retracting his gaze, he found himself leaning against a ruined stone tablet, and behind the stone tablet was a stone chamber more than half a meter high. If you look to the side, you can see things like this everywhere, covering an area of about seven or eight hectares.

A cemetery?

The traverser frowned, and slowly got up from the corner of the stele. The handwriting on the stele has long been blurred, and only two numbers can be faintly seen, which should be the so-called date of birth and death, and the owner of this tomb died about one day in 2003.

Already in the 21st century?

The situation is not good, and this point in time is also significantly later than expected!

An ominous premonition struck, and he snapped and straightened up.

The default landing time is the end of the 19th century, because at that point in time, the research of atomic energy was in its infancy, but people have not yet found a real direction for that powerful energy. The first plan of the Fresh Meat was to involve him in the study of atomic energy, to guide it with malice, and ideally to turn one of the two world wars into a complete nuclear war, so that the whole world would be devastated by near destruction, but the foreseeable result would be positive.

In addition to the emergence of the space arms race half a century earlier, military black technologies such as giant aerospace carriers, nuclear-powered individual armor, high-frequency electromagnetic railguns, and laser cannons will also have the opportunity to be fully developed, and only when these hypotheses finally become reality, can mankind have a small chance of resisting the alien invasion that occurred in the fifties of the 21st century!

But by now, it should have already begun—and that terrible conquest may be quietly beginning around some corner!

The whining of the wind began to reach the ears and was increasing little by little, indicating that the sense of hearing had also been restored. But the timing was not right, because the sound that greeted this stranger had nothing to do with enthusiasm and sound, but rather like the screams of a terrible ghost, which made people shudder.

Outside the terrible sound of the wind, a strange sound came from all directions, as if the fierce prisoner who was locked up was frantically banging on the iron door: "Bang! Syllable! Syllable!! ”

He looked up at the lonely moon in the sky. The thick clouds slowly approached, like a dark demon of the night, swallowing the stars in the sky, and even the half of the silver plate was gradually fading under the cover of the thick clouds.

"A night of despair, without stars and moon; Fierce ghosts pass through, and the prosperous era ends......" A legend that was widely spread in later generations appeared in the mind of the traverser, making him smile bitterly, "Is it actually this time node?" ”

It's zombie outbreak season!

Under the invasion of the inexplicable virus, those ancestors of mankind who were once extremely kind will crawl out of their graves, walk lifelessly, and kill without mercy!

While the world called it the zombie apocalypse, the tragic survivors of the aftermath knew very well that it was just a small trick by the invaders of Kiata to create panic. It is only the beginning, and the real follow-up is much more brutal and terrifying than that.

The noise became more and more intense.

In the corner, there was already the sound of the iron door being slammed open. In the night, several dark shadows stood upright between the tombstones, and their footsteps staggered to reveal their fierce appearance!

The traversers must be evacuated, and while the zombies are vulnerable, they are numerous, and they have a tendency not to be afraid of death - because they are dead - and it is definitely not a rational choice to fight the zombies at the moment.

He leaned over to pick up a piece of rubble, judged the direction for a moment, and sped towards the southwest corner of the cemetery. In that direction, there was a little light looming, and there must be a way out there!

They're out!

The twisted, ragged zombies had crawled out of their graves, waving their stumps and severed arms, gathering from all directions. They are what they are portrayed in the sensational classics, the only difference being that they are not afraid of the sun, and the only way to destroy them is to smash their heads.

They have no mind, act entirely on neural reflexes, and will undoubtedly target the only outliers on the scene as a collective target!

Three or four meters in front of him, there was only a gloomy hole left in the right eye socket of a zombie, the left eyeball was hanging outside the eye socket, but it was still shining with a fierce light, and the withered arm was held flat in front of him, forcing up step by step.

Without hesitation, the traverser strides, and before the pitch-black nails are about to touch his throat, a slight side of his body flashes lightly, and his wrist is raised.

"Bang!"

The stone hit the zombie's head, cleanly!

But his current muscle strength has only recovered a small part, and his strength is obviously insufficient, and that full force blow only smashed the zombie into a crooked shape, but it did not destroy its mobility. Despite this, the precious opportunity to break through the zombies was won by him, and he quickly approached the target area at the edge of the cemetery.

The conflict here has attracted more zombies, and at a glance it looks like there are hundreds of them. They swayed three times at a time, and although they were not fast, they were extremely stubborn, like wolves that smelled blood, and would continue the hunt no matter what obstacles they encountered.

The situation is a little bad, because he has only sprinted thirty or fifty meters with all his strength, he is already a little physically exhausted, and from the previous observations, outside the cemetery is an empty desert area, even if he can temporarily break through the encirclement, to compete with zombies on such a wide flat land, he will undoubtedly lose due to lack of physical strength in the end!

But the traverser did not panic, because the chance to escape had already appeared!

The point of light I saw earlier was the light at the front of an iron box, and if it was correct, it should be the most popular means of transportation at the moment - the car!

In a violent gasp, he finally rushed to the predetermined place, and the car was buzzing in front of him, which meant that it was started, but its owner was not in his place, and according to the current situation, he was probably already unlucky.

As soon as he pulled the car door, the traverser sat in without hesitation, and at the same time quickly mobilized the knowledge in his head, and the months-long evil remedies before the crossing were about to be tested in actual combat.

Feet!

He remembered that the device that drives the car should be at the feet, one is the accelerator, which is responsible for moving forward, and the other is the brake, which is responsible for stopping.

But......

Why are there three pedals?

"Hell yes!"

ECM9527 felt a chill in his heart, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, "It's a manual transmission!" ”

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