Last calendar, June 15, 167

The sky was gloomy, and the entire city was filled with a cold air that did not match this hot summer, and in mid-air, a pitch-black lightning-shaped crack nearly 100 meters long was above the city, bursting with suffocating spatial fluctuations, but compared to it, it seemed that the frost dragon with a body length of nearly 100 meters that had just come out of the crack was even more desperate...

36,500 times physique, the Ice Dragon Emperor, the appearance resembles the evil dragon in Western mythology, its ice blue dragon scales reflect the terrifying cold, the sky blue vertical pupils with the indifference of contempt for all living beings in the world, and the huge body gently sways in mid-air.

In the center of the city, a young man raised his head and stared blankly at the Ice Dragon Emperor that was more than 100 meters long, he did not escape.

Because, he knows that it is useless to escape. It is no exaggeration to say that the Ice Dragon Emperor, whose physique is as high as the eleventh order, can kill most of the people in the city with just one breath.

When you are finally qualified to face the cruelty of life, and through your own continuous struggle, you have risen up in the mire full of blood and darkness, and found a ray of dawn and dawn, but there is a big hand that crushes this ray of dawn and tells you: The weak are not even qualified to stand up.

How would you feel?

Unwilling?

Useless.

Wrath?

It's even more useless!

Back to square one?

There's no chance......

I saw that the frost dragon's wings shook, and the surging cold wind covered everything in the city with a layer of frost, including the numb hearts of the people......

The hair on the young man's whole body was upside down, his pupils were constricted, he squatted on the ground suddenly, and with a wave of his big hand, he lifted a shield composed of cyan flames, which was sharp and angular, lifelike!

Unwilling to succumb to this damn fate? Do your best to win a chance of survival?

Scold......

It's just a futile effort.

So, not surprisingly, with a crisp dragon roar, gorgeous ice flowers bloomed in the center of the city, easily tearing apart the green flame shield that the young man was constantly reinforcing and covering the entire city in an instant!

The last blood sprinkled in the air seemed to want to bloom the last sorrow of life, but it was condensed into strange ice flowers.

Under this raging and violent energy, people are not even qualified to look back on their sad life before they die, and he, Ye Ling, can no longer tell whether the last ticking sound in his ears is the whimper of the passage of life, or the crisp sound of ice crystals falling to the ground......

Age of Peace, June 15, 2022, Yecheng

"Plop!" Ye Ling's eyes flickered, and he fell directly from the bed, "Hey, my head hurts so much." He lay on the ground, his pupils gradually regaining focus, "What's going on?" Ye Ling looked at his slightly rough hands and muttered, "Ice Dragon Emperor......

"I'll go, Ye Ling, what are you doing! Hurry up, I can't afford such a gift! A loud voice and a low "Defeat" dragged him back from his imagination to reality, Ye Ling looked up at the gray computer screen of his slightly bloated roommate and asked casually

"Lost again?"

But then, halfway up he stopped.

I...... Why do you ask this?

Ye Ling looked up at his roommate's fuzzy, familiar, but unfamiliar face on the computer screen, and a question that 100% of amnesiac characters in film and television works would ask came to his mind:

Hey, you're pretty handsome...... Ah......h Who am I?

At the same time, a large amount of memory information that did not belong to him frantically poured into his mind: Ye Ling, an orphan, 20 years old, went to university with the policies and funding of the Yecheng government, and lived with his sister Ye Shiyu, who he met in the orphanage...... And while this information poured into his mind, it seemed that some subtle changes were being made to his original personality.

"I'm ...... Reborn?"

What a cliché plot......

But......

Ye Ling stared at his hands, his eyes were complicated.

It's not his body, according to the roommate's computer, the end times or something, it doesn't seem to exist in this world?

So, what is the identity of this body he occupies now? Where did the original owner of this body go?

Parallel worlds? Turning back in time? Or is it that his soul forcibly occupies this body in the form of rebirth?

This, the body of Ye Ling, who was born in the era of peace...... Hey, the plot is more old-fashioned.

Ye Ling tried his best to digest the huge amount of information in his mind, while his roommate was shaking his hand in front of his eyes, "What?" Is this still stupid? Come on, how many is this? ”

Ye Ling took his erected middle finger away from his eyes, "I'm fine." However, when he looked at the sky through the window: a black circle, expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, his face quickly turned horrified. It wasn't the color of any dark cloud, it was a bit like ......

"What time is it?" Ye Ling frowned and stared at the window, a little anxious in his tone, "Huh? Now... At 10:30 a.m. on June 15, 2022, is it still accurate to the second, Mr. Ye?" The roommate sat back down at the computer desk and said casually.

However, Ye Ling didn't have the slightest mood to joke with him, and the look on his face changed from horror to fear: according to historical records, at half past seven in the morning on June 16, 2022, a torrential black rain fell, and the extremely special virus carried in it turned two-thirds of the world's people into terrible zombies, the law was reduced to a mess of waste paper, morality was degraded, and human nature was distorted. From this onwards, the year is marked by the last calendar.

The end times are not non-existent, but they have not yet come......

Fate seemed to give him a chance to do it again, but it told him again...... Actually, I'm just giving you a chance to be the protagonist?

…… What a mess.

Ye Ling got up quickly, walked out, and suddenly stopped at the door, "Believe my words, hurry home, prepare a lot of food and water," he slowly turned his head to look out the window, the black had spread into a big mass at some point, enveloping most of the school.

"This era is coming to an end." After saying that, he rushed out of the dormitory without looking back, leaving his roommate who stood in place in a daze.

"Oh no, I can do it even down to the second! Or maybe I can work on it in milliseconds? The roommate hurriedly rushed out of the dormitory, but only saw the back of Ye Ling hurriedly going downstairs.

"Is this kid sleeping stupid? Didn't you just have a high fever last night? He looked at Ye Ling's distant back and shook his head slightly, glancing at the dark clouds that were still expanding.

Not...... Is it going to rain?

On the way, Ye Ling suddenly paused, slowed down, took out his mobile phone, and scratched his head, he had never seen this kind of black and small brick in his previous life, ah, no...... Square box?

Ye Ling leaned against a plane tree, bent his fingers stiffly, and stared at the 26 letters on the keyboard in deep thought......

What kind of ghosts, snakes, and gods are these?

Ye Ling had no choice but to rely on the memory of this body to make a phone call to a person who remarked "Shiyu".

"Go home and wait for me, don't ask why." Ye Ling said this sentence in a cold tone, hung up the phone directly without waiting for the other side to ask, and then threw it away with satisfaction, and the phone fell directly into a sewer gap!

Anyway, in another day, this little black box will be useless.

"Well, I need water, food, and weapons." Ye Ling didn't care at all about the monster-like eyes of the people around him, and secretly thought to himself, hot weapons definitely can't work, not to mention whether he can get it, I don't know why, zombies seem to have some kind of immunity to hot weapons. The neck of a zombie that can be cut off with a kitchen knife, but ordinary bullets can only leave small white spots on it.

Even heavy thermal weapons can play a negligible role!

Ye Ling's best weapon in his previous life was a spear, and with his marksmanship honed to level 2A, he thwarted countless strong enemies. But in times of peace, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to get such a thing in a short period of time, but it doesn't matter, he has a way to find something to replace it.

And at this time, Ye Ling had already arrived at his destination: the sports equipment room, that's right, the thing he thought of was the javelin, this thing was ready-made, as long as it was polished a little.

Ignoring the yellowed seal on the door, Ye Ling directly pushed the door in, looked around and walked to a corner,

"Huh? Can't pull it out?" Ye Ling looked at the motionless javelin in front of him in surprise, slightly embarrassed, but he didn't believe that this body would be so weak that he couldn't even pull out this small javelin.

However, with a slight twist, the surrounding floor immediately raised a cloud of dust!

"Secret room?" As soon as Ye Ling reacted, he said, "Plop!" Ye Ling, who fell down with a thud, was surprised before he had time to rub his painful head: This inconspicuous little secret room is actually an armory!

"This school seems to have a story!" Ye Ling looked at the swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, and even a pistol and a lot of bullets around him in surprise!

Ye Ling picked out a spear he liked and swung it in the air a few times, the weight was okay. I picked out another dagger, and used it as a makeshift weapon for my sister who had never met and got along day and night. By the way, the pistol and all the bullets were swept away. Normal thermal weapons don't work against zombies, but they can be useful against some people with bad intentions...... This seems to be inexplicably ironic......

However, at this moment, two figures stood on the roof of the sports equipment room, one of them was wearing a white robe dancing in the wind, and the other was dressed in black, his eyes were cold, and he couldn't see any emotional color, but he stood respectfully behind the old man in white shirt, who seemed to be his subordinates, bodyguards and other roles.

They looked at Ye Ling as he walked out of the equipment room, "It's a little strange...... the old man muttered, "He seems to know something." The man in black's tone was as cold as his eyes.

The old man raised his eyebrows lightly, "Is it him?" ”

The man in black took a deep breath of cold air, and slowly exhaled, "I'm not sure, this little guy has a strange murderous aura on his body, but...... There is no breath of that bloodline. ”

The old man also sighed lightly, "Let's make sure it slowly in the future, it's still a long time." Then he didn't care about Ye Ling's "stealing" behavior, and turned around and left directly.

The man in black still stopped in place, looking at Ye Ling's back as he left the equipment room, and secretly clenched his fists.

"Hey, the one above, dressed in black, Gaha!"

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