At night, the sea breeze is quite cool.

Standing on the wharf working platform and looking around, I still can't see the starry sky, and between the sky and water, there is a gray patch.

The port of Sette had fallen into the silence of the night early, except for a few buildings that were still restlessly flickering with lights, and many more buildings were assimilated by the black backdrop.

The world has been trying to comfort itself, from the alliance officials to the ordinary people, they all insist that the scourge of zombies has become a thing of the past, and in the near future, the light is about to return.

But the darkness is like a lasting nightmare, hovering and surrounding, unable to get rid of, like the broken bricks and tiles that can be seen everywhere in the city, like the messy shop windows in the shops, which have been reminding how tragic the sudden dark night has been and how much pain it has brought.

The pain will continue, and it will intensify, but humanity will always refuse to admit the judgment of the heart......

Wu Ming stood in front of the guardrail, looking at the surging water of the canal in distraction.

It was the first time he had truly observed the flowing river, and in the world from which he had set out, the so-called river and the so-called land, as well as everything that belonged to nature, had long since been replaced by steel. Iron cages, flying bridges, radiant furnaces, arenas...... All of the facilities are made of metal, cold and unforgiving, colder than a demon's heart.

The rattling of the running water, though unchangeably dull and boring, has a quiet power that will calm his mind, make him forget his anxiety for a while, and make him fall into deep thought.

Wu Ming was thinking about how good it would be if the impending disaster was just a nightmare, the world would still run according to the laws it was already familiar with, fighting in the dispute of interests, and making peace under the compromise of interests, just like a child who grew up in bumps and bumps, or strong or weak, black or white, and matured in the noise, without catastrophe or despicable betrayal.

But Wu Ming also knew that it was just a good wish to escape from reality. The wheel of history has been driven on the track to the abyss, if he can't erect two additional rails in time, the fate of the whole car will already be doomed......

His thoughts were not simply heavy and depressed, and for now, Wu Ming had also found good news - he found that his abilities were recovering according to plan.

In less than two days, the muscle strength has returned to 25% of its original strength. Don't underestimate the 10 percentage points, it means that the original martial arts specialist can already perform a fair portion of his fights, and he's sure that without the help of weapons and other external forces, he can now be sure that he can win against three or five good fighters, and even challenge the most famous boxing world champion in history, Mohammed Ali.

This is a good signal, even if there is any accident on this trip to the hot road, Wu Ming also believes that he will have a chance to escape smoothly, even if he is accompanied by a watchdog like a strong man in black all the time, as long as Wu Ming moves his mind, he can be put down at any time, ensuring that he will sleep peacefully all night.

However, there was no progress in the restoration of consciousness.

In order to traverse the super-energetic time channel, the body inevitably undergoes a painful process of molecular cleavage and recovery, during which the dark neuron will naturally be destroyed, no matter how powerful it once was, it will take at least two or three months for the dark neuron to repair itself, and the consciousness can fully return to normal, it will need more complex supplements, and that kind of replenishment can even be called crazy for the average person.

In the foregoing, the restoration of consciousness was originally excluded, because such a supplement could not be satisfied in the predetermined era.

In the expectation, the level of consciousness energy remaining in Wu Ming's body should be maintained at about 20%, and the intermediate level of the fresh meat fighter, and that is enough to ensure that he can deal with all kinds of dangerous situations, even if he is lucky enough to catch up with the First World War, he can fight with his bare hands and defeat the opposing sides with his own strength.

With the appearance of anomalous attrition during traversal, this super-powerful humanoid weapon must be delayed. That was a fortunate thing for those zombies, but Wu Ming had to endure it for a while, and could only try his best to change the course of history with a relatively tortuous route with his understanding of the world.

But that is not too difficult, because Wu Ming has taken the first step steadily, and successfully completed the preparations in the first small plan - the bright team uniform of the arsenal has been worn on the body, some are not very gregarious, but the size is combined, I don't know how many times stronger than the girl's pajamas, but the jersey is slightly thin, and when it was beaten by the sea breeze, the coolness made people get goosebumps.

"You know it's cold?" The strong man in black, who had been bored on the side, noticed Wu Ming's downfall, and asked in a complaining tone, "If it's cold, go back with me, the game is about to start, and the people below are still waiting to see the excitement, don't spoil the fun." ”

Wu Ming sighed in his heart: this farce still has to be played, once the arsenal loses the game unexpectedly, he still has to show a sad expression like a real fan. This was quite difficult for him, because he didn't know anything about football, except that it was once the number one sport in the world, and that it was one of the few pastimes that could still bring comfort to mankind in the dark night, but he didn't know anything about the rules of the game and other details.

Just pretending to be like this? Wu Ming was really worried that he would show his feet.

"I still want to go back to my room first," he said to the strong man, scratching his head, "you know, this is a critical moment, and anyone in such a situation is inevitably nervous, and I want to go to the toilet when I am nervous." ”

"There's a restroom next to the hall, and it's not as luxurious as any room." The strong man still wanted Wu Ming to enter the role as soon as possible, and he didn't want to delay this good show for a moment.

"I'm used to doing intimate things in private spaces, and that's probably a little quirk of mine, you understand, right?" Wu Ming was stubborn, but what he thought in his heart was that he could drag on for a few minutes.

"You're really troublesome, you have to see the scenery for a while, and you have to go back to the room for a while, you'd better solve those long-winded things as soon as possible!" The strong man was obviously impatient, if it weren't for Wu Ming, who was the nominal VIP of the eldest lady, I was afraid that he would be carried to the casino hall like a chicken.

Following behind the strong man, re-walking through the secret door of the container and the heavily guarded elevator, Wu Ming suddenly realized that something was not quite right in the atmosphere.

Several guards at the entrance and elevator were not reacting normally, some of them were whispering, some were reporting through the communicator, and some were operating some kind of equipment...... From their brief eye contact with the strong man in black, Wu Ming read out a message - something happened!

Sure enough, after getting out of the elevator, the strong man sped up his pace, and even threw aside the heavy responsibility of keeping an eye on Wu Ming, the distinguished guest. But his whereabouts are the same as Wu Ming's, and he is still the accommodation area on the upper half of the west side of the casino hall.

In the corridor at the entrance of room 519, nearly 100 people gathered, judging from the dress, except for a small number of security personnel, more than one of the remaining people were guests who came here for recreation. At this moment, their expressions were full of panic and horror, as if they had just been attacked by a zombie.

Wu Ming's heart pinched involuntarily: The person who had the accident was Yaji?!

"Hey, dude, you're back!"

The turkey-like head poked out of the crowd, clearly unharmed, "We've got to hurry, the game is going to start soon, we've got to go cheer for the arsenal!" ”

The guy got a team flag out of nowhere, and it was stuck in the back of his neck, and his face was also painted with oil paint.

"Let's not mention the drum or not, what the hell is going on, why are there so many people around our door?" Wu Ming asked with a smile.

"It's not a big deal, there's a dead man in the room across the street." Yaji squeezed out, grabbed Wu Ming's arm and was about to walk out, his mouth was still nagging, "It's been a while, I've been restless here, and my eyelids are always jumping, I hope it's not a bad omen." ”

"Dead?"

Wu Ming stood down and pressed Yaji in place, "What kind of person, the guest on the other side?" Wu Ming remembered that room 503 happened to be opposite, and it should be lived by Bodan and Furukawa, who were kind to each other.

Yaggie nodded: "Just that big bald, talkative guy who says we're going to lose money." You say, does his bad luck prove that we are lucky? ”

"How so?" Wu Ming frowned, wanting to squeeze to the front to see what was going on.

Yaji was still pulling and pulling behind: "Look at the dead man, let's go, the game will start soon, let's not make such a mistake." You probably don't know, I've always gambled and lost, so it's easy to feel a little bit this time, but don't be re-found by bad luck. ”

Wu Ming glanced at Yaji: "Seeing that you are in such a hurry to leave, don't you kill him." ”

Yaji's nose was crooked to the side: "You're really kidding, the door is locked firmly, or the waiter who came to deliver dinner heard a few gunshots inside, and found someone to get the key to open the door, and when he went in, he found that the guy was killed, it is said that he was shot twice in the head, and he was shot in the heart, and his right palm was missing, and he died a miserable death." ”

"And what about the murderer, have you been caught?"

According to this statement, it was probably the hand of an expert, and I don't know how that kind-hearted person could provoke such a fierce enemy. Wu Ming only hoped that those security guards could play a role and kill the thug on the spot in a fierce shootout.

"It's a bit strange to say this, and when they went in, they didn't find a single hair, only a silenced pistol wrapped in cloth, which was probably thrown there by the gunman after his work." When Yaji said this, he actually showed a tone of admiration, "No matter who did it, that guy is definitely not simple." Don't look at every room here has 200 square meters, but those windows are fake, they are electronic screens, and the four sides are like closed iron walls, and there is definitely nowhere to escape. But the guy just disappeared, like a ghost. ”