Destiny-favored children, welcome to you

A beam of light born in the darkness

Walk through damp reeds and through dangerous jungles

You will receive a welcome of hope

Start a new life in the ruins

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The incessant whispers in his ears made Chen Xi regain some consciousness.

The girl tried to open the eye that was not swollen, and it was pitch black and nothing, and she turned her head to move, but found that her whole body could not move.

She now has multiple fractures all over her body, broken internal organs, and even more scars all over her body, without a single intact skin.

Why haven't you died yet? How long will it hurt?

It was the only thought in her head.

But......

"Remember, live well."

That gentle voice sounded in her head again, which made her mood change somewhat.

But I really don't want to die, even if the world is so bad, I still can't bear to die!

The corners of the girl's eyes couldn't stop sliding down large watery eyes.

Suddenly, the white mist in the air rolled violently, and immediately after that, like life, wisps approached the girl, and sank into her body.

The night is deeper, and tonight is destined to be the most painful night in human history.

When the lucky ones find a place to stay, a moment of peace reminds them of the horrors of the day, and they cry in the night.

Some people are panicked, some people are temporarily calm, some people are planning for tomorrow, and some people have no hope of seeing the sunshine of tomorrow.

Regardless, the sun continued to rise, passing through the thin spots in the clouds, scattering the earth with dim rays of sunlight, casting a glimmer of hope for humanity.

So hungry people still take up arms, go out of their homes, and plunge into the primitive and endless hunting and being hunted.

The Great Rift Valley is still filled with white fog, and it is dark and lifeless.

Compared with the width of 50 or 60 meters and the length of more than 1,000 meters, a normal natural rift valley should be several hundred meters deep, but the bottom of the Great Rift Valley is not as deep as theoretically, and it is only about 30 meters deep, and the valley floor is flat.

Qin Xiao's corpse was lying here quietly, he was supposed to be a hero, but he died in the betrayal of his subordinates, and he didn't blink an eye.

In the last days, the rules of survival have changed too much from before the end of the world.

Qin Xiao counted the changes in the enemy, but he did not count the changes in the mentality of the brothers who had shared weal and woe with him. The collapse of state power and the collapse of order have quietly disintegrated the beliefs of those teammates.

And in the hunger, thirst, and fear brought about by the siege of more than ten days, the thirst for tyranny, venting and plundering unconsciously grew in his heart.

Qin Xiao's biggest mistake was that he shouldn't ask the people around him to be as firm as him.

A military boot stepped on this dark soil.

"Huh?" A figure wearing a gas mask quietly appeared in the white mist.

Li Zimu squatted in front of Director Qin's corpse, even if there was a relationship, he was deeply impressed by this man with a resolute face.

The fatal wound was a pistol bullet shot from the rear, with multiple fractures without severe internal bleeding, and was supposed to have been thrown down after death from above。。。。。。。

However, what surprised him even more was that Director Qin still had a saber stuck in his waist.

The style is the saber that the security department has to offer.

He repeatedly observed Director Qin's corpse for a long time, and he didn't gain much, but the habit of being a killer for seven years in the last days made him choose not to touch anything from Director Qin's corpse, and even put back to his original posture without leaving a trace, and quietly left.

Li Zimu searched nearby for a while, but found nothing except the corpse and some other blood stains not far away.

Has anyone else come down as well? But if there is no body, can he survive and leave?

With this question in mind, he continued to explore.

Until about the middle of the Great Rift Valley. Suddenly, the white fog dissipated, the ground was open and clear, and a high platform more than five meters high in the image of a trapezoidal pyramid suddenly appeared, but the pyramid was similar to the kind of pyramid of the Mayan civilization in the Americas, and there was a platform at the top.

At the top of the platform, a huge balance stood. The balance exudes a faint golden light, and at the bottom of this dark valley is like a guide, exuding the last light of the world.

The shape of the balance is peculiar, made of metal, about two meters high and four or five meters wide, between the shape of an equal-arm balance and a pallet balance. There is a mast erected in the middle, and there is a small disc above the mast, which is surrounded by a scale of 9 dots, and at present only a little red light is lit up by the dot directly above, and a pair of W-shaped vertical arms are spread out from the central position of the mast to support the trays on both sides.

When Li Zimu stood on the top of the altar, the height of the tray was just at his waist. Looking at the tray, my heart is infinitely emotional.

Finally, I found the balance of the shrine, and I can make a prayer.

In his previous life, when Li Zimu started his first balance prayer, it was already a month after the end of the world began, and at that time, he was lucky to follow a team, and after working hard with the team for more than ten days, he finally got enough contributions, took his share of magic crystals, and prayed for the balance under the cover of his teammates.

At that time, this was already a relatively fortunate and rapid harvest. Most of them are engaged in low-level work and killing the lowest-level zombies, raising a certain amount of defective magenta crystals, and only after more than two months can they make their first prayer in their lives.

And this time, on the 13th day of the end of the world, the day after the flood receded and the shrine first appeared, he began to pray, and it is estimated that it should be extremely fast in the human world.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment, and he placed a completely complete first-grade magic crystal on the tray on the left side of the scale.

A dazzling glow of brilliance flickered, and when the brilliance dissipated, an object appeared on the right side of the scale.

Li Zimu looked at that item, and couldn't help but turn dark.

Compressed biscuits? What do I want this thing for? A complete first-level red magic crystal, a powerful first-level zombie。。。。。。 Well, it was actually picked up from the forehead of a stranded beast, but it's a complete first-level magic crystal, so I'll exchange it for this thing?

It's too bad!

Li Zimu was unwilling to be reconciled, so he reluctantly put away this box of compressed biscuits with a size of about 15*10*10CM.

Different from the compressed biscuits circulating in the ordinary market, the compressed biscuits produced by Shentai are not actually products of the earth, and contain ultra-high calories, only a small slice, which can basically meet the caloric needs of ordinary people for a meal. True extreme compression. There are 30 pieces in this box of biscuits, which means that he will have to worry about food for the next 10 days with this box of biscuits.

The only drawback is that it is very unpalatable, especially dry and hard, especially easy to swell and choke on the throat, and the taste is basically a little better than eating soil.

Of course, as the physique of new humans continues to upgrade, the demand for energy will become more and more huge, and when the new humans want to quickly replenish the lost energy, in addition to the high-level alien beast flesh and blood, it is the higher-grade food produced by the high-level Shentai. You don't have to nibble on compressed biscuits, and one box at a time is almost enough. It's just that the process is definitely not a eating experience.

Li Zimu thought about it, and put down a red magic crystal in the brain of an ordinary zombie, although it was also a red magic crystal, but this magic crystal was obviously a lot smaller, more rounded, like a small piece of southern red.

In a flash, Li Zimu looked at it, his face became even darker, a piece of chewing gum.