Chapter 90 Healing the Doomsday Villain 13

When Xingjian heard 004 mention his previous system, a look of confusion suddenly appeared on his face. His own system?

Why is it that during the thousands of years of missions, Xing Jian vaguely felt that there was indeed such a chatterbox by his side, but when he thought about it carefully, the figure of the chatterbox was so vague, as if someone had deliberately deleted that figure from his mind.

"Xiao Si, I forgot." Xing Jian said confusedly.

"What?" 004, who was tightly wrapped in Xingjian's clothes, didn't hear Xingjian's muttering. He looked up at Xingjian but met his confused eyes.

"I forgot about Xiao 4, I forgot who my system is." Xing Jian repeated again, his tone full of confusion.

Looking at Xingjian's confused eyes, 004 pressed tightly against Xingjian's chest and said, "It's okay, Master Xingjian. Anyway, I will be your system from now on. You are my first master."

In the thick night, the restricted area welcomed its first guest. Xingjian carried 004 into the restricted area. The cleared streets were covered with green vines.

The dense bushes rustled without wind, as if there were some small animal making a sound.

This restricted area is not only a hotbed of the zombie virus, but also home to countless mutated animals.

Suddenly, a huge figure jumped out from the bushes, with white fur and a pair of huge ears. Xingjian instantly recognized that the guy in front of him was a mutant rabbit. The half-human-high rabbit shook its pink nose, and its long ears were almost transparent in the moonlight. Its ruby-like eyes were looking at Xingjian, the alien creature, curiously.

The mutant rabbit is the most docile mutant creature in the apocalypse. Apart from its love of eating grass, almost nothing else appears on its menu.

However, because the heart is an advanced sacred object for wood-type mutants, it has been hunted by mutants.

Xing Jian never expected that this restricted area that no one dared to enter would become a paradise for mutant rabbits.

With the appearance of this huge rabbit, a series of small rabbits followed behind it, leisurely nibbling on the green vines on both sides of the street, not taking Xing Jian standing beside them seriously at all.

Looking at the rabbit in front of him under the moonlight, Xingjian couldn't help but reach out and touch the rabbit's soft fur.

The mutant rabbits felt the sensation of being touched for the first time. They lined up at the back of the group and competed to put their furry heads into Xingjian's palm. Xingjian's hands were shaking until he touched the last little rabbit.

"Okay, little rabbits, tell me where here we can rest." Xingjian lowered his head and pressed it against the mutant rabbit's big ears. The rabbits seemed to understand Xingjian's words and jumped in the same direction together.

The rabbits led Star Sword behind them and hopped towards the largest house in the restricted area.

Standing in front of the house, Xing Jian looked at the neat house in front of him. It didn't look like no one lived in it. The roses in the garden were blooming vigorously, but it seemed that because of the mutation, the roses spread out. Wu Jue's arms extended all the way to the outside of the door.

As if sensing the presence of an outsider, the branch still bearing roses waved its small leaves towards Xingjian. Looking at the trembling leaves, Xingjian remembered the suffocating feeling of the vines spreading over that person's body tightly wrapped around him, which seemed to still have not disappeared from his neck.

The rose did not stay beside Xingjian for long and quietly slipped back into the door. With a "click", the iron door was opened from the inside by the vines, and Xingjian stepped in.

The road was paved with neatly laid cobblestones. Xingjian had escaped from the high tower without wearing shoes. Looking at the smooth cobblestones, Xingjian hesitated for a moment, but still stepped on them.

The imagined uncomfortable feeling did not appear. The rose bushes had covered the entire path with their leaves at some point. Even the thorns on the leaves had been smoothed out by the roses, like a pair of careful hands holding a star sword as they walked along the cobblestone path.

Walking up to the magnificent door, Xingjian looked at it for a moment, and then the door opened to both sides. He walked into the room and looked at the tidy living room. For a moment, Xingjian thought that the owner of the house had been here just a few minutes ago.

"Is anyone there?" Xing Jian stood at the door and shouted into the house, but the only answer he got was the rustling sound of rose vines crawling on the wall.

After a moment of silence, Xingjian muttered "sorry for disturbing you" under his breath and walked into the house.

The chandelier on the ceiling looked quite old. Xing Jian raised his hand and pressed the switch at the door, but he didn't expect that the crystal chandelier would light up after flashing a few times. This restricted area had been closed for so many years, how could there still be electricity?

However, Xingjian suddenly remembered the black thing he saw on the roof when he first entered the door. It might be the solar panels. The electricity collected by these solar panels was ignited by Xingjian at this moment.

Except for the iron door at the entrance, all the rooms in the house were not locked. Xingjian pushed open the doors one by one quietly, thinking that he could find some evidence to prove who the owner of the house was.

However, to Xing Jian's disappointment, although the house looked extremely tidy from the outside, the small rooms inside were extremely messy, with cardboard boxes piled up in a mess and a lot of white papers scattered on the floor. The smell of mold mixed with the smell of rotting paper hit him in the face.

Xingjian casually opened a cardboard box to see what was inside. Inside was a thick stack of white paper. Looking at the white paper with nothing on it, Xingjian was a little skeptical.

He held the white paper and stood under the light, looking at it, trying to see some clues, but there was nothing. It was just an ordinary piece of white paper.

Xing Jian opened the cardboard boxes one by one. Countless boxes were filled with identical white paper. It was not until the last box that Xing Jian was stunned.

After calming down, Xingjian looked at a whole box of messy daily necessities and a photo album reflecting the light of the chandelier above his head. Xingjian reached out and took out the album.

It was an ordinary graduation photo. The people in the photo seemed to be a group of students, each wearing a bachelor's cap, their eyes full of longing for the future world.

Scanning the faces of these people, Xing Jian immediately realized that the man standing in the corner was Lin Zhaoming.

What is different from the current Lin Zhaoming is that the Lin Zhaoming in the photo is particularly young and immature, completely different from the cold and mature look he has now.

On the title page of General Xingjian's photo album, it was written in bold black letters: Graduation photo of the doctoral student in Microbiology from the China Institute of Biology, Class of 3158.

In 3158, one year before the end of the world, the plot that 004 sent to Xingjian never involved the life before the end of the world. Xingjian stroked the photo album with his slender fingers. Only one year later, everything had changed.