Chi Shu didn't stay in the room for long, he left quickly after getting the news he wanted. The blood in his eyes and the blackness in his eyes couldn't be covered up, but he didn't intend to cover it up at all. At least when he left, his eyes had more bloodshot eyes than the blackness. A searing brilliance.
After Chi Shu left, only Mo Yang, Wan Mei and Song Kefeng were left in the room. The man whose neck was wiped by Wan Wu has long been dragged down by other people in the research institute. Of course, although Wan Wu could kill him with a single knife, there is nothing wrong with having one more research subject. He is still quite interested in the mind of this man who is completely controlled by the leader of the dream world.
Song Kefeng has been silent since he entered this room, as if he regarded himself as an immovable humanoid ornament in the room.
It wasn't until Mo Yang looked at him with a look of "what are you doing standing here without talking?" that Song Kefeng asked under some huge psychological pressure:
"You're the one who's been delivering messages to the country?"
When Mo Yang heard this, he first narrowed his eyes, and then he laughed slowly and viciously: "Ah... Of course it's me. Could it be you? If I expect you to deliver the news, I might Let's take Wanmei to jump into the river and kill himself first to keep his innocence."
Song Kefeng froze immediately, with a very complicated and tangled expression on his face. His mood was even more depressed. It's as if his favorite food and the food he hates the most were stirred and put together and brought to him, or his favorite food turned out to be made from the most hated ingredients. Not to mention the kind of feeling of being extremely sad and reluctant.
If Song Kefeng had never entered the dream world, then he would not be so shaken when facing Mo Yang. When he found that Mo Yang had been doing his best to resist the dream world in his own way, he was shocked beyond words. When Mo Yang suddenly said such a sentence in the world where the sky fire descended, Song Kefeng had to admit that at that moment he felt admiration and pride. No matter what this man has done before, everything he has done in Dream World Invasion is completely worthy of admiration and pride from others. Without him, maybe everything would be different.
Song Kefeng froze there, several times he wanted to praise and care about Mo Yang as a comrade-in-arms or companion. But he found himself unable to open his mouth at all.
In the end, Mo Yang saw enough of Song Kefeng's entangled expression, so he let out a laugh: "Hey, I said, old dog Song, are you free? The world still needs you to lead everyone to rescue, you What time are you wasting with me? Or do you have something to say to me? Ah, you are going to arrest me and go to jail, right? Old dog, is it not good to be kind? I just served the country Bleeding, my brain is almost an idiot, and I was thinking about delivering a message, and I was almost killed just now. You must get me a probation, right?"
Song Kefeng stared straight at Mo Yang and said nothing, Mo Yang looked at his expression, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "You don't really want to lock me up, do you? I advise you not to be so persistent. My boyfriend is right next to you. Maybe it will be dissected. Life is too short, old dog, anyway, we are also comrades-in-arms in several worlds in the dream world, so don't be so stubborn, okay?"
Song Kefeng glanced at Wan Mei, who seemed to be browsing the materials of the research report. Although Wan Mei had almost been dissected before, Team Song was never afraid. He has lived for more than thirty years, and the only person who can make him hesitate is this person in front of him. However, he suddenly laughed.
"You're right, life is short. If you focus too much on something and get stuck, you will always lose something more important. So, I think about it."
Mo Yang raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You finally stopped chasing me?!"
Song Kefeng showed Mo Yang a wild and refreshing smile that he had never shown before, which made his fierce looking face a lot more masculine and handsome. Before Mo Yang could recover from this sudden smile, Song Kefeng patted him on the shoulder vigorously twice:
"I, Song Kefeng, recognize you as a friend and comrade-in-arms!! You are an amazing person."
Mo Yang let out an ah, and couldn't help laughing. But before he had time to say anything, he heard him, the old dog who just said he was a good friend and comrade-in-arms and praised him, continue to say: "So let's go to the dream world together first. If both of us are unlucky We died in the last battle, and we will still be friends in the next life. However, if both of us survive, I will take the initiative to apply to the higher authorities to commute your sentence and go to jail with you! Believe me, you have For major meritorious service, at most five years in prison will be released!"
Mo Yang's smile froze on his lips, he was the one who felt bad right now. He showed Song Kefeng a very moved smirk, and then firmly refused: "Goodbye, the door is right there, please close it from the outside."
Song Kefeng burst out laughing, he finally found a correct attitude towards Mo Yang. He admired his character, admired his courage, and was proud that they could fight side by side, but the mistakes they made were mistakes after all, and they still had to admit their mistakes and face punishment. Even that punishment may become insignificant after this incident.
However, Song Kefeng felt that in this way, he did not violate his heart and beliefs.
Well, if we go to jail together, he can still tell the treacherous guy Mo Yang the story of when he was in prison as an undercover agent.
Mo Yang watched Song Kefeng, who seemed to be relaxed and full of fighting spirit, leave the room, and turned to his boyfriend without a word: "Abai, tell me, is he out of his mind?"
His Ah Bai raised his head in a kind manner, and asked him very gently: "Then Ah Quan, do you need me to dissect him? Don't worry, I will make him disappear without a sound." The first time he saw this person, Wan Mei disliked him quite a lot. For a person like him who has always ignored the principles of the law, Song Kefeng is like his completely different opposite. He lives in a square, black and white world.
Mo Yang grunted: "...forget it, find a chance to put a sack on him and beat him up. This is my last kindness to this old dog."
As he said this, he couldn't help laughing.
Not only Song Kefeng never thought that one day he would treat a fugitive he was chasing as a comrade-in-arms brother, but even Mo Yang himself never thought that he would become a mutually recognized friend with someone like Song Kefeng.
What the dream world brings is not only death, anger, fear, and plunder. In the process of creating chaos for no reason, people who had no intersection have changed from parallel lines to messy messes.
Then, this tangle of hemp now strives to entwine each other, becoming the strength to hang their enemies.
"There is still the last month left, do you have any good suggestions? If not, I'm going to be a Batman who eliminates evil and promotes good." Mo Yang smiled and said to Wan, he has been there for a long time They have not walked in this world seriously and without any psychological burden. To be honest, even he himself didn't know whether he could survive that battle in the end, so he somewhat wanted to see the world he lived in one last time. Even if it is facing the enemy right now.
Wan Mu's dark and deep eyes looked straight at him.
He categorically rejected Mo Yang's idea.
"Didn't Batman leave just now? He still led a group of Batmen. Not many of you."
"There is nothing to see in the world right now. They are all crazy destroyers and devourers. They can't wait to eat even a blade of grass. There are piles of brain-dead animals on the road, and no one cleans them up. It's going to stink. You won't have any nostalgia and good feelings after watching it, and you might want to take the initiative to die."
Mo Yang's eyelids twitched when he heard it. Just as he was about to refute, he saw his boyfriend who rarely had obvious expressions show a triumphant and dangerous smile, and he said:
"So, let's do an experiment with me. Let's study a peerless weapon."
Mo Yang: "..." For some reason, he always felt that his boyfriend's expression was quite excited, as if the Great Demon King had finally found the opportunity to study the extinction of the world.
Ha ha, this must be an illusion!
A month is a short time.
It was so short that Mo Yang saw the craziest research state of Wanmi for the first time. During this month, he and the group of grandparents and grandparents with an average age of over 60 years old each worked every day. Three hours of sleep at most. Wanmai didn't even have any sleep for seven days in a row, just sat quietly on a chair to rest his mind when he was the most exhausted, until Mo Yang couldn't bear to push him on the bed and stared at him to fall asleep.
And a month is a long time.
The day after the game ended, Zheng Zhe's father, Zheng Zhiqiang, rushed into the house with scarlet eyes. At that time, Zheng Zhe, as a player of the dream world, had also received a mandatory order from the guide, requiring him to provide enough energy to the guide every day, otherwise the guide would actively absorb the body energy of the host until the host died. At that time, he was not sure if all Dream World players had received such an order, but just in case he seriously told his mother about it and reminded her not to go out recently, at this time, Zheng Zhiqiang rushed Come in.
The moment he saw Zheng Zhiqiang, Zheng Zhe knew that the order to force the hosts to provide enough energy was not given to him alone. The 100 million or more players in the entire dream world have received such mandatory orders. He suddenly stood up in front of his mother, and when he acted, his mother also spoke.
"Why are you coming back? Didn't you already leave this house?! What do you want to do now?! You,"
Before Mother Zheng finished speaking, Zheng Zhiqiang had already roared and rushed towards them. His first target was not Mother Zheng. Mother Zheng's own life energy and spiritual power were really low. In terms of life energy alone, she might not be as good as a healthy cow. But Zheng Zhe is different. Although his physique is very fragile due to years of frailty and sickness, his spiritual power has surpassed most players and humans.
This is what Zheng Zhiqiang's guide told him.
When Zheng Zhiqiang did not dare to go to the street to snatch all kinds of food and other energies, and feared that his own life energy would be absorbed by the guide, he kept brainwashing him like a devil whispering that your son also entered After entering the dream world, his spiritual power is very strong, as long as you devour his spiritual power, it will be enough to maintain your energy needs for the day. After that, you can completely raise him and absorb his spiritual power every day. Let him do things you don't want to do, let him compete for energy with those crazy players on the street. He is your son, your own son, he cannot resist you, what is better and more convenient than getting energy from him
Zheng Zhiqiang was persuaded almost without any hesitation. He ran from his lover's house to his own. However, on the way, he still encountered a few vicious players with very high mental and physical values, just like he wanted to absorb the spiritual power that devoured his son, his mental power and vitality were swallowed up by those people, he When I arrived outside my house, I already felt the feeling of extreme fear that I was rapidly weakening.
Therefore, his eyes were scarlet, and he grabbed Zheng Zhe's neck with both hands.
"Don't resist! Don't resist me!! Let me swallow some of your spiritual power! Don't worry, I won't swallow all of it. I only swallow half, not three-quarters of your spiritual power. After I devour, You can also use other methods to ingest energy to supplement your mental strength! Don’t struggle! Why are you struggling?! I am your father! Without me you would not exist now! I raised you so much and asked you to give it to your father You don’t even want a little spiritual power anymore?! I told you not to fucking resist!!”
When Zheng Zhiqiang roared out the last sentence angrily, the eyes of Zheng Zhe, who had already been pinched by his hands, was covered with bruises, and almost passed away, suddenly burst into an extremely cold light. His own mental power condensed into the sharpest thorn, which pierced fiercely into his father's brain. At the same time, Zheng's mother, who could no longer bear her husband's insane behavior, yelled and smashed Zheng Zhiqiang's entire back with a chair.
I don't know if the chair was too heavy, or the brain was too painful to be attacked. Zheng Zhiqiang's eyes were wide open, and then he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.
Mother Zheng froze.
Zheng Zhe also stared blankly at the man who fell to the ground. He suddenly came back to his senses and quickly squatted down to test Zheng Zhiqiang's breath. Then he exhaled: "Mom! He's still alive."
Mother Zheng finally let out an ah when she heard this, and then sat down on the ground. With tears in her eyes but no sadness, she said to her son, "Call his lover and ask that woman to come pick him up."
Zheng Zhe was silent and did not answer. After a long while, he said, "Mom, shall we go to the refuge? It is the refuge for players in the dream world that the country broadcast on the news a month ago."
Mother Zheng showed a surprised look: "Why? Didn't you think it was under surveillance and unsafe before? The country may even use you as an experiment."
Zheng Zhe thought of the man in the game wearing a white coat and dissecting other players expressionlessly.
"...A month ago I didn't know what the country would choose, I wanted freedom more than being detained. But if I continue to stay at home now, more people like my father will break in and try to hurt us. In the asylum In the prison, even if there is no freedom to be supervised, it will not happen □at least you and I are safe."
Mother Zheng looked at her son quietly for a while, and then looked at her husband with a ferocious face on the ground.
She finally rushed into the house without saying a word and started to pack her things.
Zheng Zhe thought going to the designated refuge would not be a very difficult task, but he never imagined that he and his mother had walked this way for a whole week.
During this week, he encountered at least ten devouring attacks from fellow Dream World players. He was seriously injured three times and was near death. He had to let his mother take him to hide. There was no one on the road, and he could see many The corpses of cats and dogs, withered trees and flowers, and occasionally even the corpses of people with no wounds but terrified expressions can be seen.
Even soldiers walking on the road may be attacked by invisible spiritual forces, so the country only placed heavy guards in the designated military refuge areas, and other places could not take care of them. Because of insufficient energy supply, he lost weight rapidly during this week, so that although he felt extremely disgusted and rejected in his heart, he also absorbed and devoured the vitality of small animals caught by his mother, including cats, dogs and mice. In just one week, the world he was familiar with had already changed. The original thriving world was no longer there, and it was full of chaos, disorder, and... impending death.
After seven days of careful hiding and guarding, he and his mother managed to reach the shelter in the western suburbs.
The moment Zheng Zhe saw the group of soldiers with guns and ammunition standing outside the gate of the shelter, Zheng Zhe finally couldn't hold back and passed out. This, he thought, was the hardest and longest road he had ever walked.
When he woke up again, he received an invitation to join the military.
Thinking of the hellish world outside, Zheng Zhe agreed without hesitation.
He became a temporary soldier, doing what a soldier should do until the night of May 27th.
The author has something to say: Well, the last world is about to open. Note the label. hehe.