The continuous ringing of the mobile phone in his ears made Xia Wushuang almost crazy. Chloe, who had heard modern music on Earth for the first time, was staring at him with great interest, as if she wanted to ask something.

Even though Chloe's face had been hidden under the red cloak, her sparkling eyes still cut through the darkness under the cloak and set her eyes on Xia Wushuang's body.

"What is this, it seems to be ugly." Xia Wushuang smiled awkwardly.

"No, it feels so special. Most of Siwa's singing is used to soothe the souls of the dead and sing to the gods, so minstrels, who make up minor tunes, are not popular in our world. Chloe shook her head, disagreeing with Xia Wushuang's 'ugly' assessment.

"Check it out." Seeing that Chloe didn't think much about it, Xia Wushuang coughed twice, and then took Chloe towards the grain station.

This grain station on the south bank of Luoshui covers an area of very large, scattered granaries, one on the left and a room on the right, which looks very scattered and messy. Such a chaotic complex of buildings is like a labyrinth, enough to make many humans who come here for the first time get lost, and they don't know which bear child designed it.

However, what Xia Wushuang is looking for now is just the sound source of the mobile phone ringtone, not something that cannot be seen or touched, so there is no risk of being circumvented.

Walk through several large granaries. Xia Wushuang easily opened his 'own' magic guide book, put away all the best grains piled up in these warehouses, and prepared to use magic to wash away the dark aura on these grains when he had time.

What satisfied Xia Wushuang was that the magic guide book given to him by Chloe not only had more than 10,000 cubic meters of storage space, but also that there were as many as nine hundred and ninety-nine card slots on the magic guide book.

Stride forward. Xia Wushuang had already decided in his heart that if the human being who was listening to the song leisurely in the grain station, if it was a man, he would definitely go up and slap him twice. Tell him that having a low end of taste is also an unforgivable mistake!

However, turn around a small granary. When Xia Wushuang walked into the warehouse where the bell came from full of curiosity, the cold scene in front of him made him frown instantly.

Xia Wushuang was really a step late. At this time, there were no living people in the warehouse full of grain, only the broken corpses of human beings who had been brutally divided, and the black blood stains that had dried up and coagulated.

All the corpses that were still intact were mutated into zombies under the thick dark aura around them. They suddenly smelled the smell of the living, so they writhed their dragged bodies one after another, and slowly leaned in the direction where Xia Wushuang and Chloe were.

Xia Wushuang didn't say anything, a six-pointed star array with five overlapping pictures appeared behind him, and the gorgeous magic bullets swept directly out of the magic array like a dense rain of bullets.

With the increase of rank and bloodline, the cooldown time of magic bullets has gradually decreased from one second to 0.25 seconds. In other words, as long as Xia Wushuang is willing, the five elements will be released at a rate of 4 rounds per second within a second, and in terms of firing speed, it can overshadow twice the 600 firing rate of the gun AK47 per minute.

After a round of unreasonable magic bullets swept over, all the zombies that moved towards Xia Wushuang and the others were directly blasted into slag by the exaggerated power of the magic bullets.

In the midst of the rain of corpses, Xia Wushuang finally saw the source of the sound. I saw a male corpse falling in the corner, holding a flashing "less than 15% battery" Lijin mobile phone in his hand, and the screen of the mobile phone happened to be wittily fixed on the alarm clock at 6:30, and there was no sign of ringing again.

It seems that this young man must have been a hard-working salaryman before the end of the world. Xia Wushuang took out the mobile phone in the man's hand, and subconsciously wanted to try his luck and hang up a phone call to Ye Xiaoya, who was in Nanjing.

However, when he canceled the alarm interface of his phone, he found that the next background interface on the phone screen turned out to be 'recording'!

"What is this?" Chloe leaned over curiously.

"A communication tool for remote conversations. Think of it as a simple magical teleportation device that can convey greetings from one person to another from thousands of miles away. Xia Wushuang explained, with a hint of a bad premonition, found the folder where the 'recording' was located in Lijin's mobile phone, and started from the first recording, and clicked the play recording button.

"On June 27, an unimaginable disaster struck me."

A hurried voice popped out of the phone, Xia Wushuang's brows furrowed, and Chloe retracted when she reached her mouth. It seems that the deep and uninhabited grain station has become more silent.

"As a huge meteorite exploded in the sky, many monsters that I had never seen before suddenly appeared on the streets of Lan City. They are tyrannical and cruel, slaughtering everything they can see. But what my colleagues and I didn't realize was that this would be a catastrophe that would culminate the entire human society. We were a team of 10 people, still with cameras in hand, and we kept hiding in all corners of the streets, filming the horrors of monsters ravaging the whole city......"

When the first recording ended, Xia Wushuang frowned. I thought that today's reporters are really desperate, not only dare to report on the corrupt lives of some high-ranking officials, but even after the end of the world, they do not forget to take those appalling photos everywhere.

If this year's Pulitzer Prize for Journalism can be awarded on time, the rhythm of Chinese journalists' awards will certainly be inevitable.

clicked on the second recording, but there was only a short sentence: "On the morning of June 28, the military suddenly heard on the radio that they had failed to counterattack and were going to abandon Lanshi and prepare to evacuate." ”

The third recording: "Our colleagues threw away their favorite but bulky camera equipment, and we fled from Lan City in a hurry along the sea of fire south of the city where there were no monsters, but because of this, we were separated from the army. ”

A long recording at the end of the last one: "Along the way, we met a lot of humans, all of whom were desperately fleeing, but all of them were just running aimlessly, not knowing where the road was safe.

The earth gradually turned black, and hunger came upon us for the first time. Colleagues had a flash of inspiration and thought of Luoshui Town, not far from Lilan City, which is the grain distribution center of the entire southern Jiangsu, and there must be a lot of people who go there, and it must be very safe.

We came here by car. However, the prospect is not what I expected, Luoshui Town is surrounded by zombies, and no one is still alive at all. Therefore, we had to turn to a nearby grain station......

The environment here is good, and the seemingly chaotic warehouses can actually help us deal with those zombies who wander in from time to time and leave alone.

We are anxiously waiting here, if anyone can think of the unique food and clothing environment in Luoshui Town, then we will definitely gather more and more people, even if it is not impossible to build a huge survivor camp in a few years.

However, something terrible happened. People began to die in the warehouse for unknown reasons, and all the dead humans were covered in ash and their bodies were stiff like plaster.

Some people say that there are ghosts in this place of the warehouse. Because the corpses of those dead people are very similar to the men in ghost stories who are sucked out of yang energy by evil spirits.

Some say that a virus appeared in the air. People with low resistance will die before everyone else.

……

But whatever the reason, our small team of 50 people is finished. Those who were afraid of taking risks stayed, and those who still had a trace of sharpness walked out. There were less than twenty people left in the camp.

Difficulties make people hopeless, and they are also prone to faith. Those of us who stayed behind prayed every day, expecting the gods to descend on this world...... If there really is such a day, we are willing to be His most faithful believers.

Time turned to night again, and a blazing light suddenly flashed in the dark sky. We looked at the sky in horror and saw holy angels in white robes......

My companion was so happy that he ran to the open space of the warehouse and shouted to the sky: 'Amen, Amen......

I was the only one who sensed something was wrong. If there really is a god in the world, then it should be the gods and Buddhas who bless the people of Middle-earth, what are these birdmen......

I retreated to the warehouse, trying to find a hidden place to hide and see what was going on.

However, all expectations did not come true. Those birdmen with white wings on their backs were indeed not the apostles sent by God to save mankind, and they wielded the lightsabers in their hands and mercilessly slaughtered the human beings as lambs...... I hid in the grain pile, shivering.

Crackle! ~~~

I may be discovered, those birdmen with silver eyes, as if they were trying to clean up all the creatures in the grain station, and even those innocent marmots were ruthlessly killed by them......

A birdman with wings on his back and a fully covered helmet sensed my breath and was walking towards me......

Hehe, I'll just leave these recordings. If humanity had not perished, perhaps this passage of mine would have become a very valuable historical document...... See you again, my lovely world. ”

"Ding!" The power of the mobile phone finally came to an end in a noisy shutdown ringtone. Xia Wushuang frowned and thought, from this male reporter's long recording, he found a glimmer of hope that could catch the fire.