Start the episode today.
The style may be different from the main story, brothers and sisters, please understand and be prepared.
As mentioned before, the extra episodes are sorted by timeline. The first one tells the story of a certain person after the nuclear war and before the meteorite struck the "origin earth" hundreds of millions of years ago. The name is "Skinned Mouse".
The length is relatively long, I hope you like it.
If there are friends who are willing to create their own stories under the framework of "Xiu Four Universes" and fill in some details, that's fine. Please let yourself go and play freely. As long as you want, Lao Niu can also post it and share it with everyone.
Well, don't talk nonsense, let's start a new journey.
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Hundreds of millions of years ago, the origin of the earth, the end of the era.
war.
War changes almost everything.
But it doesn't change the person who started the war.
…
The city is like a rotting corpse, the ruined walls are like its broken skeleton, the broken roads are twisted blood vessels and nerves, and the walking corpses, whether dead or not, are maggots parasitic on the city corpses.
The boy felt that the rusty iron chain was deeply embedded in his ankle, and the blood was flowing backwards from his head and feet, and he could hardly feel the existence of his feet.
But the brain was extremely swollen, and the congested eyeballs were about to burst.
Looking out through the criss-crossing bloodshot threads, the sunlight is struggling hard in the thick nuclear cloud, flooding with colorful and dim spots of rotting corpses, while the high-rise buildings in the city that have not completely collapsed form the skyline with claws and claws, which makes him feel again. Once understood, why this city is called "Tombstone Town".
The city is a tomb, and they are the undead living in the tomb, or according to the underground people, they are the "demon race".
The line of sight keeps falling, the twisted but not collapsed buildings have long been armored and piled up into fortresses, and deformed faces emerge from the black shooting holes, watching those people slaughter him with great interest.
Further down, there are spears shining with cold light, filled with various heads and corpses - not only the most common two-headed cow and mutant wild boar, but also the price of celestial foot snake and dire chicken, etc. Expensive "delicious delicacies".
Even, the boy saw a hand hanging from an iron hook, which was placed in the middle like a moon surrounded by all kinds of meat.
It was a hand that was black and didn't look fleshy, let alone appetizing.
But hands are hands after all, and people in both Tombstone Town and Bloody Wasteland believe that fragrant meat contains special energy, which can help them resist radiation, increase strength, and bring good luck.
Therefore, this is the most sought-after item in the meat market, and even very few fragrant meats can be transported to the meat market, and they are usually divided up by zombies, mobs or "demons" on the spot.
The boy's hands are white and tender, like tofu or white flour buns, or even the hands of an underground person. This is good luck or bad luck.
To avoid trouble, he usually covered his hands with dirty bandages and gloves.
But now, these hands were exposed to countless greedy and dirty eyes, which even caused bursts of drooling and gulping.
The boy felt sick, he wanted to vomit, but unfortunately, he had been beaten so hard that he couldn't vomit.
The boy's gaze continued to fall. This time, he saw the butcher, who was as strong as a mountain of meat, was sharpening the meat cleaver with a smile. After a knife was sharpened, he even stretched out his half-meter-long tongue to test the edge.
When the butcher saw that the boy was looking at him, the smile on his face grew even wider, and he even winked at the boy and made a grimace.
The boy retched again, his eyes falling all the way to the ground.
Tombstone Town or any town in this world, the ground will always be like this, sticky and rancid, as if a thick layer of humus has accumulated, suspicious waste water and stains everywhere, occasionally when the sun tears the nuclear cloud and dust, such as When the magma poured onto the ground, it would immediately ignite the ground and raise a colorful poisonous mist. Once exposed to the poisonous mist, even soldiers or bandits who had undergone genetic modification would become dizzy, lose their functions and even die suddenly on the spot.
However, rats and cockroaches continue to survive in this corrupt world, like ducks in water, multiplying in large numbers, and there are faint signs of replacing humans.
The boy saw a fat, big mouse emerge from a slimy, black gutter and crawl towards a piece of meat that "accidentally" fell to the ground.
It was very vigilant, knowing that the crazy giants around it were more cruel and cunning creatures than it, so it hesitated for a long time to ensure that no one noticed it, and then rushed towards the minced meat like lightning.
Then, with a "swish", a fishing line controlled by a spring, as thin as a hair, entangled one of its legs, threw it high into the air, and was rolled and flicked by the butcher's tongue. With a "snap", it hit the chopping board.
The butcher had finished sharpening all the butcher knives, so he just used this animal to test the knife. A white light shone from his seemingly clumsy hands, and he peeled off the skin of the fat and big mouse and hung it on a wall. At this time, the mouse was still alive, its tail twitched, and its dim eyes met the boy.
"Poor beast."
The boy thought to himself, "Where in this world can there be good things that 'fall by accident'?"
Immediately, he smiled wryly in his heart again.
Because what happened to him was exactly the same as this skinned mouse
As an appetizer before the main meal, the skinned mouse was quickly bought by someone for the price of five scrapped mobile phones—rat meat is one of the few fresh meats that the demons can eat these days, not to mention that they are killed and skinned alive. , The price is indeed not high. The customer held the fresh meat, smiled happily, and gnawed it on the spot, making a "click, click" sound, which aroused a burst of saliva swallowing.
I'm afraid, it's also for the purpose of advertising, telling everyone that "the delicious meat is here", so that the fresh skinned mice are sold at such a cheap price, right
"Boss, it's time to cut the meat!
"Quick, I can't fucking wait!
"Such good fragrant meat is worth the money. Tell me, how do you sell it?"
The boy heard the howling of the demons one after another.
I saw rotten, swollen, blistered, three or five eyes, irradiated, genetically mutated, cruel and greedy faces.
The boy was picked up by the butcher and fell onto the chopping board where the skinned mouse had just been skinned.
The butcher sticks out his tongue, licks his face, spouts a hot stream of stomach acid at him, and said with a smile: "Don't move, it doesn't hurt, uncle is very good at hand, make sure to drain the blood very clean."
The boy didn't move.
Didn't cry either.
Like everyone in this era, his tears had been shed the moment he was born, and he had long forgotten the feeling of crying.
The butcher patted his face and chest with a sharp butcher knife, and shouted to the impatient customers: "Come on, come on, the best fragrant meat, the first-class fragrant meat, have a look!" This face, look at these hands, no horns, no blisters, no rot, no cysts, no trace of mutation at all, top-quality meat that tastes better than the underground people!
"Roll the fragrant meat, and the gods can't stand still. You only need one piece of good fragrant meat to cure all diseases. You can even enter and exit the third-level radiation area at will. Come, bid, delicious meat, and white Tender and delicious meat!"
The boy saw more and more people gathering at the meat market. About half of the demons in Tombstone Town crowded over, and the sound of saliva gathered into a sea of strong acid.
The turbid light from those turbid eyes frightened him more than the bright butcher's knives, so he closed his eyes without hesitation and asked his brother for help.
"Brother, help me."
said the boy.
"Don't be afraid, little deer, don't be afraid."
The elder brother said, "Tell this butcher that you will never run away—you are so small, there are so many people here, and the traffic is blocked, you will definitely not be able to run away, so can he loosen the chains on your feet? This way the bloodletting is faster, the blood will not stay in the soles of the feet, and it is also more delicious. If you call him 'uncle', he will definitely agree to sell your feet for a higher price.
"Then, you heard clearly, brother will not say these words a second time, and then, brother will kill everyone in the meat market, which can buy you five to ten minutes, you immediately find a military rucksack—see Have you reached the bald man in camouflage over there? Use his rucksack to fill it with meat from the meat market, and then take the third shotgun with flowery hair on the right and the fifth pistol with three eyes. Don't forget the bullets, run to the left, go to 'Old John's', get a modified car suitable for long-distance running in the desert, the 'nigger gang' happened to have a very good one at Old John's the day before yesterday The modification should be done today, I hope it hasn’t been transported away, all of this must be completed within ten minutes, no, within seven minutes, otherwise half of the people in Tombstone Town will catch up, understand?”
"understood."
The boy nodded silently in his heart, and stammered, "But, but I can't drive, what should I do?"
"It's okay, it's very simple, we have seen it several times at Old John's, I should be able to."
My brother said, "But... killing all the people here, I'm afraid it will consume too much of me... I might... In short, I will drive at the beginning, but you must learn, and you must learn quickly. The rest of the road, It's up to you to go!"
"what?"
The boy was startled, feeling like he was on the ground and helpless, it was even more frightening than being tied up and sent to the chopping board, "Brother, what are you talking about, we were together when we were born, don't leave me, I You can't do it alone!"
"You can do it. In fact, you have always been able to. Your potential is far stronger than mine, but you haven't discovered it yet."
The elder brother said, "In short, don't worry about it so much, first beg the butcher for mercy, and ask him to let go of your feet. Remember, be more pitiful and helpless. Now, your pity is our greatest weapon."
The boy swallowed hard and looked at the butcher pitifully.
At this moment, the butcher had already raised the butcher's knife high. He didn't know if he was showing off his skills or if he really wanted to chop off the butcher's knife.
The boy's brain went blank, his throat seemed to be blocked by frozen blood, and he couldn't even utter a word.
"Speak, speak quickly!"
brother said.
"Fragrant meat, the best fragrant meat, the price is fair!"
said the butcher.
"Hurry up, do it, procrastinate, what are you doing? Chips, bullets, gasoline, engines, body armor, sniper rifles and even armored vehicles, tell me what the hell you want, the uncle can afford it!"
Customers who are neither human nor ghost say.
"Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho! Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee!"
Wrapped around the town of Tombstone and ravaged the entire wasteland, the wind mixed with radiation dust and rancid smell said.
"I… "
The boy stammered and his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't hear what he was saying amidst the hysterical howls of many customers.
However, another sharp and sharp voice, like a poisonous snake, was a hundred times louder than his, like a ladle of ice water poured onto the hot meat market.
The boy saw a very wet hand lightly grasping the knife that the butcher was about to drop, and it seemed to be catching the butcher's offspring bag, which made the butcher's expression very ugly.
Ugly, even scary.
Then, the boy heard the owner of the wet hand say in a more moist voice: "This is my sheep, who said I'm going to sell it?"