"Boom Boom"

As Mo Yi threw out the incendiary bombs, the trees the size of buckets burst in the extremely high temperature, and the whole forest wailed.

"Kill these two humans!"

One by one, the dryads watched the death of their companions who had been with them for decades, and one by one they went completely crazy, undaunted in the face of the blazing fire.

The forest began to smell of roasted meat, with the smell of rosin, and then I couldn't help but indulge in it, wanting to taste the pine-scented roast.

"Boy, do you have a gas mask, if you smell too much smoke, you will fall into an illusion, and if you have a demon, it will even lead to the inability to cultivate an inch."

After smelling the smoke from the burning of the dryad, Qin Zhan's face changed, and a wet towel appeared in his hand, sprinkled with water to cover his mouth and nose.

"Damn, what's the matter with you kid!"

Then, Qin Zhan was shocked to find that Mo Ye, who was not far from him, had fainted, his head was covered with fine sweat, and his whole face was red, as if he was experiencing something particularly painful.

"Damn, I really owe you in my last life."

Qin Zhan's face was unhappy, and he hurriedly placed Mo Yi, fortunately, the power of the incendiary bomb was very great, and Mo Yi had just thrown a lot, leaving a vacuum circle in the center of the fire ring, and the fire was also spreading, and those dryads had already exploded before they could rush in.

The smoke was getting heavier and heavier, and the wet towel that Qin Zhan was covering his mouth and nose couldn't even stop the penetration of the smoke, and finally fell softly.

The next moment, Qin Zhan found himself in a corner of a campus, and there were a large number of students nearby pointing at him and constantly insulting him.

"What about your mom and dad, don't they want you anymore?"

"This is a wild seed, jumping out of the stones, no one loves it, no one loves it, and I laugh to death."

"Then why are you still alive, it's better to be dead."

"Let's beat him to death, anyway, we're underage, it's okay to kill someone, kill this broom star!"

"Don't hit me, I'm not a wild seed, I'm not a wild seed......"

One by one, students flocked up, fists and kicks, and even some of the more vicious students took out books, pencils and other things directly from the classroom, and threw them on the thin figure huddled in the corner.

"I haven't done anything wrong, why should I bear all the hardships alone."

The thin figure no longer resisted, allowing the students to punch and kick, and several cuts were made on his head, blood leaving down his cheeks, and the thick smell of blood permeating his entire nasal cavity.

However, as if he had lost his soul, he just stared blankly at the blue sky, his eyes full of incomprehension and resentment, and he didn't know why he had to bear these things alone.

Abandoned since he was a child, frail and sickly, often asked for leave, and often abused by others, was he thought about it, he was scolded by others since he was a child, and he completely became a servant of his adoptive parents at home, and he was abused and beaten for various reasons when his adoptive father encountered something unpleasant outside.

"Death is liberation."

The boy closed his eyes lightly and lay quietly, blood staining his shirt red, but no one paid attention, but after finding that he was completely immobile, the crowd dispersed, and no one wanted to pull him, or call the teacher or the doctor.

It's like no one cares if he lives or dies.

Immediately after, the picture turned, the boy had grown up, and his life was gradually getting better, but just when he wanted to put the hatred and pain at the beginning, a different race came.

He was scared and tried his best to protect his friend, constantly being chased by the aliens, but his best friend betrayed him, and in his disbeliefful gaze, pushed it to the murderous aliens.

Then he fled all the way, constantly being chased and killed, until he became the top of the hunting list, hated by countless big forces, fleeing every moment, and almost died countless times.

"Godfather, I'll go first, you have to live well."

"Dashuai, I'm sorry, I've only been with you for two short years, but I'm very happy, at least I'm dying in front of you."

"Qin Zhan, I'm leaving, if I have a fate, I'll see you in the next life."

One by one, familiar people appeared in front of him, either devoured by aliens, or died beside him, friends, lovers, godsons, comrades-in-arms, one by one, died, it seemed that the whole world was against him, to deprive him of everything.

"No, why, why do I have to suffer like this, I don't want it!"

Qin Zhan knelt on the corpse-strewn city wall, tears couldn't stop flowing from his eyes, and he pointed angrily at the blood-red night sky, and those friends who knew each other died one by one in front of his eyes, making him completely collapse.

"Die obediently, you are a wild seed, not worthy of living in this world."

I don't know when, teenagers in school uniforms from childhood appeared in front of him, looking at him with resentful eyes.

"Fuck off, I'm not, I'm not!"

Qin Zhan held the long knife that had accompanied him for several years tightly in his hand, and looked at these teenagers one by one, but he was shocked to find that the knife passed directly through these teenagers, and it could not cause harm to these teenagers.

"Hahahaha, you're dead, but we're still alive, you're a wild seed that no one wants, get back to where you need to go, get back to the stones, hahahaha."

The teenagers burst out laughing, and all kinds of sharp weapons appeared in their hands, stabbing Qin Zhan's body one by one.

The pain is a heart-rending pain, a pain that goes straight to the depths of the soul, Qin Zhan fell softly on the city wall, surrounded by familiar faces,

Godson, Qin Ming, Dongfang Su, Old Devil, Tang Ling......

All of them are dead, so why am I still in this world?

Qin Zhan's consciousness slowly dissipated, and he picked up the long knife with trembling hands, put it on his neck, and looked at the sky blankly.

"God, you said that everyone in the world suffers, but why, the most bitter is me, do I owe you in my last life?"

Qin Zhan's body trembled and stood up, and a jar of spirits appeared beside him.

As if he was venting, he poured the madness of the altar into his mouth, hugged the blood-stained corpses around him, and pointed to the dense alien race below and smiled.

"Hahahaha, ten years after the end of the world, I was defeated after all, defeated, hahahaha......"

"Old devil, I really miss the days when we just met, at that time, the world was still peaceful, we drank wine and ate meat in Tantang, although life was very hard, but it was okay.

But now, the mountains and rivers are broken, my friends have been killed in battle, what's the point of me living alone?"

God seemed to sense Qin Zhan's pain, and the downpour suddenly fell, Qin Zhan was like an aimless madman, holding a corpse in the heavy rain and crying bitterly.