When Gou Fugui followed the cubs to the new flower field, he finally heard the voice from the world's consciousness telling him that the rescue mission was complete.
However, unlike the shipwrecked world, the world consciousness of the zombie world sent him out of that world without asking any questions, as if he could gain a great advantage by staying a few more minutes.
Well, he did want to pick a few silver-gold flowers to take back with him, but in the end he didn't succeed.
Gou Fugui closed his eyes, feeling the slight weightlessness as he traveled through the world. He couldn't help but think to himself that this zombie apocalypse world was too rigid in its consciousness. If it wouldn't even let him pick flowers, would it not give him any rewards either?
The world consciousness is such a vast and expansive entity, surely it wouldn't renege on its promises?
[...]
As if he had been slandered by some petty person to the point of no return, Gou Fugui felt as if something had slapped him on the back of the head.
Just as he was about to open his mouth and yell, the voice of the world consciousness rang out.
I wasn't hitting you just now.
The wealthy beauty raised her eyebrows high: [Are you not hitting me, or are you rewarding me?!]
The voice of world consciousness is calm and undisturbed.
[Granting you the appreciation of a wise world: Expands the volume of your permanent personal space, slowing the flow of time within that space by half.]
Gou Fugui's pent-up complaints vanished instantly, replaced by a shocked expression as if he'd been hit by a windfall.
What does it mean if the flow of time slows down by half? Is it what I'm thinking?! A portable refrigerator? Good heavens, since you're being so generous, can I keep chickens, fish, and ducks in my pocket?
Compared to a rigid personal space that can only be used as a storage warehouse, the spiritual spring space in the novel, where one can farm, raise chickens, and even has a spiritual spring to cleanse one's marrow, is his ultimate dream!
However, this time the world consciousness, which is the embodiment of wisdom, did not respond to him. The wealthy and beautiful woman, who was daydreaming, felt as if someone had kicked her in the butt, sending her straight back to her own world.
The wealthy and beautiful woman opens her eyes to the spire of the Mirage Tower.
After a brief eye-to-eye exchange with the guards of the Doomsday Gate Research Department, who were on standby inside the tower, he began a freefall that was completely out of his control.
The Pearl Tower guards: "...!!!"
The wealthy and beautiful woman: "...Holy shit!!"
He was absolutely certain that the world's consciousness was a rigid and vengeful fellow. All he did was ask one extra question, so why was he kicked out and denied the proper treatment of landing at the designated location as the savior?
Although he has now transformed into an owl to survive, can he really challenge humanity's evolutionary values in broad daylight and under the watchful eyes of everyone?!
Therefore, all the frustration of the wealthy and beautiful woman turned into screams from his mouth.
The two guards who watched him fall couldn't help but scream as well, before quickly contacting the team below that was also ready to receive the hero.
"The gates of doomsday have closed! The heroes return! The heroes return! Quickly prepare the high-altitude rescue nets and inflatable cushions! Quickly prepare the high-altitude rescue nets and inflatable cushions!!!"
"receive!!"
Fortunately, the Pearl Tower is the tallest landmark in the city, so even if it falls from a height, it will take some time to recover.
In this extremely short time, the huge inflatable cushion below had been moved to the most appropriate position, and a specially made, highly elastic, sturdy yet soft life-saving net was instantly deployed a few meters above the inflatable cushion.
And so, under the anxious gazes of Minister Tu and the researchers who had been waiting there for a day and a night, the wealthy and beautiful woman fell into the lifeline. The force of her fall from the sky shaped the highly elastic lifeline into a small, human-shaped point. Just as the lifeline was about to be stretched to its limit, the wealthy and beautiful woman landed on the inflatable cushion and finally lay safely on the net.
Gou Fugui, Minister Tu, and the others breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
Minister Tu, who always considered himself to be in excellent physical condition, subconsciously touched his heart and realized for the first time that he was getting a little old.
He stood next to the lifeline and inflatable cushion, smiling as he watched Xianyu Fugui lying on the net, gazing at the sky, as if he were looking at his own adorable grandson.
An hour ago, the research institute's monitoring station detected violent energy fluctuations at the Doomsday Gate in the city. Based on the experience of the Doomsday Gate on Fugui Street, the Doomsday Gate Research Institute determined that the world on the other side of the Doomsday Gate had likely already reached its final conclusion.
This ruling left the crowd waiting below and around the Pearl Tower with both anticipation and anxiety.
The Doomsday Gate on Fugui Avenue proved that energy fluctuations could indicate a successful return from the apocalypse, but the Doomsday Gate in America proved that violent energy fluctuations could also indicate a failed apocalypse... bringing about a huge, unknown disaster.
During the day and night that Gou Fugui and his group entered the Gate of Doomsday, the entire city of Haishi had completed the emergency evacuation of all its citizens into air-raid shelters.
Logically, Minister Tu, the researchers, and the elite soldiers of the Ninth Special Forces stationed here should have entered the shelter to monitor the situation via satellite broadcast.
But Minister Tu and the soldiers of the Ninth Legion here refused.
Their comrades have already gone to the most dangerous places, and they already feel guilty for not following them. How can they possibly back down from the front line to welcome and protect their comrades?
The researchers at the Doomsday Gate Research Institute also had their reasons: "The Doomsday Gate is our battleground. We have firsthand data to collect, so how can we leave for a safety that no one can guarantee?"
"Even if it means death, I will record the strongest energy wave in my last moments!"
So, they received their triumphant heroes right here.
When Minister Tu saw that Fugui, the special talent he had personally recruited, was only wearing white trousers and shirtless, he quickly took off his military jacket and handed it to him: "Fugui! You've worked so hard! Is it that hot over there? Put your clothes on quickly! It's still the New Year, and it's cold!"
The wealthy beauty who was lounging on the lifeline suddenly felt the chill of the wind after hearing what Minister Tu said. She stopped being a lazy bum and started shivering as she tried to climb down from the net. She also said something that Minister Tu and the other soldiers cared about most.
"Everyone is alive, they should be out soon."
Minister Tu and the others smiled even more brightly and sincerely upon hearing this. Although they had prepared themselves for the possibility of losing comrades, the fact that everyone could return unharmed was a blessing from the world.
"Good, good! It's good that you're back! It's good that you're back!"
"Hurry up and get dressed, let's go to the research institute to rest and get another medical check-up..."
Before Minister Tu could finish speaking, a message came from the tower: "Reporting, Commander! Team Leader Xie, Team Leader Qin, Xiao Song, Lao Ma, Lao Niu, and the other eleven members of the Doomsday Rescue Team have returned! Requesting backup! Backup!!"
In fact, without the guards reporting it, the soldiers and researchers who had been looking up had already spotted Xie Tianlang and Qin Feng the moment they appeared and exclaimed in surprise.
The researchers repeatedly calculated whether the placement of the lifeline and the rescue air cushion could accommodate the eleven of them. These talented individuals, who could usually handle complex calculations in advanced mathematics on the first try, were now like underachievers checking answers, repeatedly confirming the positions with their colleagues. Only when everyone watched Xie Tianlang and the other eleven land accurately on the lifeline did they cheer with joy.
Minister Tu's face beamed with joy.
Only the wealthy and beautiful woman who had just struggled to climb down the net felt utterly hopeless.
One by one, the eleven people fell into the net, and the force of the fall made him bounce around on the net, unable to climb down. In the end, he simply gave up struggling and waited for everyone to fall down together so they could climb down together.
Then, he felt the lifeline beside him move and turned his head to see Xie Tianlang staring at him with unwavering black eyes.
"What are you looking at?"
The wealthy and beautiful woman rolled her eyes at him.
Xie Tianlang burst into laughter at the eye roll, "Look at you, you're so handsome."
In the previous world, the person in front of him disappeared in the giant waves. His heart was pounding, but he couldn't immediately confirm the person's safety.
And in this world, he vanished like a dream under the moonlight, almost making him think that what disappeared was not his wealth and beauty, but the moon god in Xiao's mouth.
Once you're sure he's real and safe, even his eye-rolling looks good.
Gou Fugui clicked his tongue in exasperation; this werewolf must have lost his mind again.
Afterwards, the twelve of them were sent to the research institute branch in Hai City. As they solemnly explained that the world they were going to was a zombie apocalypse, and were then urgently arranged for disinfection and full-body checks, the soothing and beautiful music announcing the end of the crisis and the citywide announcement finally rang out in Hai City, which had been under martial law for a day and a night.
[Thanks to the nation's heroes who survived the apocalypse, and thanks to the soldiers who protected the people's safety. The doomsday gates of the Mirage Pearl Tower have closed, and all Mirage residents can now return home in an orderly manner.]
The people of Haishi, who had been hiding in the air-raid shelter for a day and a night, excitedly embraced each other and cheered.
They had already seen the viral video on social media of the failed closure of the Doomsday Gate in the Americas, and every minute they spent hiding in their bunkers, they were worried that their homes would be destroyed by the Doomsday Gate.
But now, the crisis of destruction has been averted.
The heroes who saved them also returned in triumph.
"Today is a good day!! Let's go home and celebrate!!"
"Thank you to the country! Thank you to the heroic heroes!"
After a day and night of quiet and unease, Shanghai returned to its bustling and noisy state at noon on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year.
* * *
February 10th, the tenth day of the first lunar month.
A two-story villa in a compound within Beijing's Second Ring Road.
Gou Fugui lay on the recliner, utterly dejected, as his sister applied the research institute's special hair growth tonic to his scalp.
Zheng Ronghua looked at her younger brother's inexplicably bald patches and felt extremely distressed: "What kind of special mission did you go on? How did you end up bald after just one trip? It looks like your hair was forcibly ripped out! Who dared to bully you like this? Did you fight back?!"
As Sister Zheng spoke, she became increasingly angry and felt an urge to grab a knife and start a fight.
Gou Fugui lay on the recliner, half asleep. Thinking of the group of cubs surrounding him and suffocating him, he twitched his lips and waved his hand dismissively, saying, "Who would bully your brother like that! If I lose two hairs, the other party will definitely be bald! No one can take advantage of me and still be arrogant."
He's an adult and doesn't hold grudges against his young child; let it go.
Zheng Ronghua looked at her younger brother with suspicion, but seeing that he didn't seem to have suffered any grievances or setbacks, she finally smiled.
"Then you won't be able to wear a high ponytail for a while. If you tie it up, the bald spots will show. Just leave it down."
"It doesn't look good with it down. How about I braid it into two big braids for you? One on the left and one on the right, I guarantee it will look great!"
Sister Zheng was eager to try, but she felt guilty for a moment because of the "you're absolutely insane" look in her brother's eyes. Finally, she changed the subject: "Well, the bone broth on the pot is ready. I'll go get it for you."
"Just rest at home for the next couple of days. Do whatever you want, and I'll cook whatever you want to eat."
Gou Fugui looked up at his sister, whose spirits were getting better and better, and a gentle smile appeared in her phoenix eyes, just like hers.
"Okay. Then I'll eat as much as I want."
The wealthy and beautiful woman enjoyed two days of blissful life in her new home, eating and sleeping to her heart's content. On the third day, she had to leave home again to go to work.
Before leaving, he took with him the homemade rice crackers that Zheng Ronghua had painstakingly made for him, two roast ducks, four bags of vacuum-packed pig's trotters, and five boxes of local honey.
If his pockets hadn't been expanded by the consciousness of the intelligent world, these things alone would have filled them completely, leaving no room for the equipment provided to him by the legion and the research institute.
During the inspection that day, he told Minister Tu and the others about his personal space. Although this special ability shocked everyone's scientific understanding, after the initial shock came undisguised joy from Minister Tu and the others.
The researchers were already worried that the heroes going to save the world wouldn't have enough equipment, but now that this personal space is available, it will definitely greatly increase the heroes' chances of survival.
Afterwards, Gou Fugui cooperated with the researchers to determine the true size of his expanded space, which was approximately a huge cube with a length, width, and height of 20 meters, much larger than a typical villa.
Minister Tu was overjoyed, and even Fu Gui'er couldn't help but sigh. The consciousness of that zombie world was truly vengeful and rigid, but it was incredibly generous!
Compared to his previous three tiny pockets, which were pitifully small like basketballs, his current pockets are absolutely gigantic!
You just can't raise chickens, ducks, or fish...
cough.
But everyone was still happy with the pocket bag. When Gou Fugui left, Minister Tu directly told him that the country would prepare enough supplies for him and asked him to come back in two days to pack his things.
So, upon arriving at the headquarters of the Doomsday Gate Research Institute, Gou Fugui was immediately taken to the institute's warehouse.
The researchers and Minister Tu looked at him with shining eyes: "Come, come! Fugui! Take whatever you like here! Don't be shy!"
Looking at the boxes of specially made weapons, various tools, grains, oils, rice, and even a modified off-road vehicle and a small helicopter in front of him, Gou Fugui felt the power and generosity of the nation.
But that wasn't all. There were three smaller boxes at Minister Tu's feet. When you opened them, you found a box full of gold bars, a box full of various gems, and a box full of rare metals.
Gou Fugui: "..."
"Come on! Fugui, pack all of this up and see if you can carry it all!"
If they can bring them along, they'll be making a huge profit!
Ultimately, following the researcher's professional advice, Gou Fugui packed a box of weapons, a box of agricultural and industrial tools, a hundred bags of rice and flour, a hundred boxes of compressed biscuits, and a hundred boxes of instant noodles into his pockets. Of course, he also brought the box of gold bars, gems, and rare metals into his spatial storage. Finally, with the addition of the small helicopter, his spatial storage was basically empty.
With so much stuff, Fu Gui'er and Mei Ren felt quite at ease and happy. Then he boarded a plane to the Doomsday Gate in the Northwest Desert.
When he boarded the plane, he found that only Xie Tianlang and Song Sanchuan were with him.
The rest of the second team members were gone.
Gou Fugui's heart skipped a beat as he looked at Xie Tianlang. Xie Tianlang's smile faltered slightly, but he finally spoke: "There are too many Gates of Doomsday. It's impossible for just one team to solve them one by one."
Qin Feng and his team already had experience from visiting two worlds, and their physical fitness had greatly improved during the recent medical examinations; Hu Wen's IQ had even surpassed 180. Therefore, the government decided to train their teamwork for another ten days before sending their second team to other Apocalypse Gates.
Gou Fugui remained silent for a moment after hearing this, but finally nodded.
There are more than a dozen Doomsday Gates within China alone. Although they dealt with the first two Doomsday Gates relatively quickly, it is true that you can't put all your eggs in one basket, especially when it comes to the fate of the nation and the world.
"Don't worry too much. Hu Wen is as shrewd as a fox and has always been the legion's strategist. Qin Feng and the others are already excellent in combat and response, and now their physical enhancements are almost at the human limit. Plus, Lao Ma has always been lucky."
Xie Tianlang smiled as he thought of his former teammates: "They were very capable. Very reliable."
Therefore, they will definitely be able to complete the mission.
"Moreover, the first person to save the world will receive special gratitude from a 'world consciousness,' and the country will want to cultivate another person with spatial abilities or other special skills. They might not have the chance if they follow you."
Gou Fugui raised his eyebrows and finally smiled.
Now that you mention it, I'm curious to see what special abilities other people appreciated by the world's consciousness might possess.
Eight hours later, they arrived directly above the northwestern desert basin.
Looking down from the air, this enormous vortex, with a diameter of at least a kilometer, resembles a giant black hole, inspiring awe and fear.
Even though it wasn't the first time he had seen the Gate of Doomsday, and even though he had jumped over the Doomsday Vortex twice, Gou Fugui still felt a sense of awe and fear at the insignificance of humanity in front of this second largest vortex in Huazhou.
Are you ready?
Xie Tianlang's voice rang in my ears.
"We'll jump when we're ready. Hopefully, the three of us can be assigned to the same spot this time."
When Gou Fugui thought of Xie Tianlang's primeval forest in the zombie world, he couldn't help but laugh. Then, he gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and jumped directly out of the helicopter!
Xie Tianlang and Song Sanchuan followed closely behind, falling straight down.
...
As Gou Fugui closed his eyes to await landing, he suddenly felt something soft and warm beneath him. Opening his eyes abruptly, he found himself sleeping on a luxurious bed.
Moreover, some information quickly flooded his mind, telling him that he finally had an identity in this world, and that he was a wealthy young master from a rich family with a car, a house, and both his parents had died.
"Ah, this..."
How delightful!
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