Time seems to have stopped flowing, the sky is always gloomy, and the world is an eternal torrential rain and thunder roaring. It's like a GIF that will never tire of repeating itself as long as the computer has power.

Ye Zihuang stood at the aisle window with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the knee-high water outside the window, and yawned boredly.

Now that the police force and administrative system of Baiyang City are almost paralyzed, it is estimated that there will be no one in the kilometer tonight who will be able to change shifts normally, and he is on duty today. As a result, I'm stuck here now.

Not far away, Lin Changqing opened the door and walked out of the office, and when he saw him like this, he frowned: "Don't get too close to the window, that rain is very corrosive, and there may be nuclear radiation." ”

Ye Zihuang said nonchalantly: "Why are you afraid of so much, didn't you listen to the live broadcast just now?" It's the end of the world, and if this rain continues like this, sooner or later we will all drown in this building. When the time comes, take a bath in direct radiation acid rain. It's numb and sour, and no one has to bother. ”

When Lin Changqing heard this, his brows furrowed even tighter. "Have you eaten today?"

"Ah, don't you say I forgot. I couldn't go back to the dormitory, so I was so worried that I forgot to eat. What's the matter, does Lao Lin want to invite me to dinner? ”

"Tuk. Sincere. Du~" There was a crisp sound of walking in the aisle, and Zhao Jin's tall and straight figure walked out of the dim light.

She looked a little haggard, and when she saw Ye Zihuang smoking in the aisle again, her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and she glared at Ye Zihuang.

It's just that he thought about the current situation again, but he didn't say anything, and just nodded silently to Ye Zihuang's greetings in response.

When she walked past Lin Changqing's side, she was still expressionless, just slightly lowering her eyes.

Lin Changqing stood in place with his hands on his chest, looking out the window.

It wasn't until there was a sound of the door closing from Zhao Jin's office behind him that he turned his head to look at Ye Zihuang. only to find that this guy was looking at himself with interest, and his appearance was quite unbeaten.

"Let's get a cigarette first." Lin Changqing beckoned angrily.

Ye Zihuang immediately took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, handed it to him, and lit a fire for him.

Lin Changqing took a deep breath, slowly swallowed the smoke, and said, "After smoking, while there are not many people in the kilometer now, accompany me to the canteen to borrow some canned oil, grain and water." Put on the fourth floor. ”

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Compared with Lin Changqing's seemingly groundless worries, Li Zimu's prediction was more extreme than him, because of the eruption of the supervolcano, the tsunami is coming soon.

At that time, the entire city will be without water and electricity, and 30% of the world's people will die from this natural disaster, especially Baiyang City, which is the economic powerhouse of the coast.

After that, the world industrial system will not be able to return to the same as before, and global development will be set back 200 years.

And it will keep going backwards.

This approximate value was estimated by him based on the reaction and execution of the world government, and he did not dare to say that it was accurate, at least the city of Poplar near the sea must be much higher than this value.

Destruction is beyond his control, all he can do is be as prepared as possible to face the disaster.

At this moment, Li Zimu is exercising hard in the house, attacking various tactical moves in the air, so that his body can gradually adapt to the new bloodline and skill talent.

It's not that the adaptation becomes stronger, but that the adaptation becomes weaker. There are a lot of tactical ideas that his body still can't keep up with. Although he didn't have a bloodline in his previous life, he was also a level 6 new human being. In the world's ability system, it is already a legendary-level powerhouse. It's only one level away from the Sanctuary.

After all, except for a small number of level 9 perverts who have evolved like open, there are actually not many level 8 powerhouses, and level 6~7 new humans are the backbone of the human world. The new human at level 6 has actually reached the level of the legendary Flying Steel. can take a hit in an RPG unscathed, and put it in a proper grandmaster level in martial arts novels.

However, the world is changing faster, and he has already pursued the perspective of evolution with hard work and even desperateness, which can only be said to be not abandoned by the world.

In the end, of course, he was abandoned by the war.

He does not complain about war, which is always accompanied by sacrifice and sacrifice. Charging is a kind of sacrifice, and after breaking is also a kind of abandonment, a bounty hunter in the last days, life and death have no resentment against others. If they get along with each other, he will also choose the necessary decision in exchange for the best solution for humans.

Understanding is understanding, it's just that in this life, he no longer wants to be a discardable pawn.

Before the end of the world began, he enlightened the bloodline ability, which gave him infinite confidence, in this life, he wanted to stand at the peak of his ability, and overlook the scenery below the mountain with those strong people who could only admire.

"Extreme Thrust," he muttered the name in his mind with his saber in his hand, and his body surged forward, reaching top speed in the moment he started, faster than any sprinter in recorded human history.

The environment in the house is small, but it is exactly what he wants, and he can practice his skills in this narrow and complex terrain to achieve flexible mastery.

In the blink of an eye, he sprinted from the kitchen door to a tattered vertical sandbag in the hall, but at the moment when he touched the sandbag, he suddenly turned around and flashed right in a way that did not conform to physical common sense, and after twisting his body in a circle, the saber in the right center pulled out a semi-circular arc and slashed towards the sandbag.

"Brush~" The saber slashed through the air and did not cut the sandbag.

And Li Zimu, who was driven by inertia, also lost his balance at this time, fell down in the angle with a bang, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and couldn't get up for a while.

"It's still not good, it's hard to add steering changes to skills, you can't grasp the timing of canceling skills, and your body can't keep up. This body is still too weak. He lay on the ground and thought silently.

If anyone knew about his mental activity, they would definitely scold Versailles, not to mention the thrust speed and twisting action that did not conform to the human body mechanics just now, just because he fell so vigorously and did not hurt his muscles and bones, this physical fitness is enough to shock the jaw of the world.

Li Zimu did not do any exercise in strength and weight-bearing, because he knew very well that his body had reached the locked limit of human genes, and there would be no progress in practicing for another hundred years. The potential of the sport can only be tapped through some training in body balance and coordination.

If Zhao Xiaojie woke up at this time, he would see Li Zimu rolling around between various obstacles in the living room like a monkey from time to time.

From time to time, he sat on the sofa in the living room without saying a word, as if he was admiring the rainstorm outside the window.

When he is sitting on the sofa in the living room, even if there is a person standing opposite, he will subconsciously ignore his existence, even if he does not have any ability to stealth and transform, but the sense of existence is extremely weak, making people ignore that there is a person here in their consciousness.

Ability: "Shadow Stealth". He insisted on maintaining this skill while he was still in order to reach the point where the skill became natural.

Li Zimu's training these days is close to sleepless madness.

The accident of his parents made him sad, but he also always had a anger that had nowhere to vent, and this anger gave him the motivation to work hard.

With hard work, you can forget the pain, take responsibility, and live with the expectations of others.

You have to work hard to live!