Chapter 21: Black Clouds

It took an extremely long time for the entire planet to become what it is today. [Ran^Text^Library] [].d.m

Several continents, which have undergone hundreds of billions of years of evolution and precipitation, have formed several fixed modules.

Such a module, once there is a slight vibration or change.

can cause earthquakes, tsunamis, hurricanes and other terrifying natural disasters.

Today, the continental shelf is full of holes, but there is no such thing as the series of disasters that should follow.

It's as if God has a great sense of humor and made an extremely bad joke to all beings in the world.

After the joke, it was business as usual.

Ninety-seven survivors searched the entire campus.

On the fractured ground of the campus, there are many shallow pools of sewage remaining.

In the ruins, on the pitch-black ruins, there was maroon blood.

The crowd shuttled through the ruins, trying to find those who were still alive.

They searched for a whole day, but found nothing.

"Human life, though fragile."

Zhang Chunjun lowered his body and lay on Wu Jin's back.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment.

"But in such a disaster, more than 30,000 teachers and students should not have suffered such heavy casualties, let alone not a single naked corpse in the ruins."

"It must be those, damn monsters!"

Hearing this, Wu Jin pursed his lips.

He looked at Luo Qi's back, who was flipping a piece of masonry in front of him, and frowned.

There was confusion on his face, and the pupils in his eyes moved slightly.

"Last night, plus today, there have been no monsters."

"When I ran up to the teaching building, I saw that Luo Qi had been trampled under the feet of that terrifying monster."

"But when it's all over, he's still alive."

"What happened in the meantime?"

Wu Jin's face was a little gloomy, and his eyes showed uneasiness and fear.

"Headmaster."

"Our future is very worrying!"

"Hmph."

Hearing this, Zhang Chunjun snorted coldly.

He raised his head, stretched his head out of Wu Jin's shoulder, and shouted loudly to Luo Qi, who was moving bricks: "Hey! Stupid boy! ”

Hearing this, Luo Qi continued to move bricks, unaware that someone was calling him.

Li Yuangang, who had been staying by Luo Qi's side, turned his head with a puzzled face and looked at Zhang Chunjun.

"Headmaster, do you keep calling me?"

Li Yuangang raised his short and fat right hand and pointed at his fat nose with his right index finger.

He looked at Zhang Chunjun and said loudly, "Are you calling me?!" ”

“……”

Zhang Chunjun's face was indifferent, and he shook his head at Fat Li's gaze.

He pulled his head back behind Wu Jin's back and muttered quietly.

"See, Luo Qi, this little cub is as sluggish as before."

"Memories can be copied, and faces can be tampered with."

"But the habits that a person has developed over the years, even if they imitate it, will not be so natural."

"Luo Qi, it's still that Luo Qi."

Hearing this, Wu Jin's eyes widened, and his face looked a little sluggish.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth and shook his head with a wry smile.

He helped Zhang Chunjun on his back and walked forward.

By dusk, the survivors had searched the entire campus, only to find rubble and bodies buried in the rubble, piled with masonry and slag.

In the cracks in the ground, many sturdy thick planks were erected to make a temporary wooden bridge for people to pass through.

Everyone was very careful, and in the process of searching among the broken bricks and slag, only some people who were extremely careless and rather unshy about dirty would suffer some abrasions.

"Alas~!"

Luo Qi lowered his head, looked at his hands and palms covered with scars, opened his mouth and sighed.

"I mean, you're too honest."

Li Yuangang took an aluminum lunch box filled with hot water and handed it to Luo Qi.

"Everyone was born under the red flag and enjoyed a happy life in the scientific and technological society of the republic."

"Dude, you've practiced though."

Fat Li stretched out his hand and patted Luo Qi's shoulder.

His face was a little embarrassed, and his tone was extremely heavy.

"But in the future, we still have to do less to fight against big stone slabs with one hand."

"No matter how we say it, it is also a bright flower carefully cultivated by the motherland, representing the future and hope of the motherland."

"In case you're not careful, there's a bad guy in your body."

"For example, if your waist is broken, your legs are broken, your nails are lifted, and your eyes are blind, what should I do?"

Li Fatzi seemed to have opened a chatterbox, and his babbling words continued to ring in Luo Qi's ears like a cannon.

"Even if you're fine, how can you keep the balance of the slate when you lift it with one hand."

"What if someone is still alive under the slab, and when you lift the slab, the slab tilts and crushes that person to death?"

"Also, even if no one ...... under the slate"

Luo Qi felt that in his ears, there seemed to be a bunch of green-headed flies flapping their thin wings, and there was a "buzzing" sound in his head.

He stretched out his right hand, grabbed the lunch box handed by Li Yuangang, and said loudly to Li Fatzi: "Hey! ”

"Look! There are flies! ”

Luo Qi raised his left hand, aimed at the left side of Li Fatzi's face, and slapped it.

"Smack!"

Luo Qi didn't use all his strength, but Li Fatzi was still fanned up.

"Oops!"

"Oh my god!"

The huge body of the fat man Li fell to the ground lying on his back.

He wept and looked miserable, and began to cry and cry.

"What are you doing, you hit flies, why do you use so much force!"

Li Yuangang cried with a sad face, and his expression was extremely sad.

He choked up and got up from the ground.

"What if, scare away the flies? Whining~. "Hehe, hehe."

Looking at Li Fatzi, who had been flying three meters in mid-air and quickly got up after landing, Luo Qi pulled the corners of his mouth.

He also felt a little embarrassed, and suddenly laughed awkwardly. "Don't worry." "That fly is huge, and I've been crushed to ashes."

After speaking, Luo Qi pretended to put down the lunch box and clapped his palms.

Zhao Tianying looked at the two people beside her who were playing treasure with a smile.

The sorrow that overflowed his heart gradually dissipated a lot.

He shook his head with a wry smile, lifted the lunch box with hot water in his hand, and brought it to his lips.

"Phew!"

The abrupt sound, like a thunderclap, sounded in everyone's ears.

Zhao Tianying's body stiffened slightly, and immediately raised his head to look at the place where the voice sounded, only to see that on the pitch-black ground in the distance, a mushroom-like pitch-black cloud suddenly rose.

The swirling hot air turned into gusts of strong wind, like a sharp blade with a burning handle, blowing up pitch-black dirt and slag crawling with black dust.

Like a wave, the black dust swept towards the collapsed school building and the survivors who were resting in the ruins, caught off guard.

The sunlight shining on the heads of Luo Qi and the others was completely blocked by the black dust in an instant.

Dusk, Ben has not faded.

The dark night came early.