He knows a little about network technology.

Knowing that this server address is just a transit point, it is also like a springboard.

As for where this email will eventually go, he has no idea.

He didn't want to find out either.

Taylor just wanted to get this done as quickly as possible and then see if the man would keep his promise.

After sending the email, Taylor did not leave, but checked his own mailbox and waited for a reply.

The man had told him that he had to wait for a reply.

At this time, Taylor's fat friend handed him a can of Coke.

"Thank you, Marvin." Taylor opened it and took a sip.

The feeling of the cool, sweet drink sliding down one's throat was wonderful, as if it could make one forget all worries in that instant. Fatty Marvin also happily opened a can and drank it in one gulp.

"Taylor, what have you been busy with lately?" Marvin sat on the sofa with a box of potato chips in his hand. He grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I found a job." Taylor sighed, "I have to make money, unlike you, where your parents support you."

Marvin opened the second bottle of carbonated drink: "They're dead!"

"who?"

"My dad and my mom!"

Taylor was shocked: "When did it happen? How did he die?"

Marvin took a deep breath and said, "About half a month ago, a monster in a dream attacked the place where they lived. Including them, a total of 32 people died."

Taylor was surprised, but he was even more surprised by the tone in which Marvin said these things.

It was very calm, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing, but it was obvious that Marvin was pretending to be calm. The fat man was not as indifferent and nonchalant as he looked.

He had been to Marvin's house before. Although it was messy, it was not as dirty and messy as it is now. It was just like a garbage dump.

He's kind of giving up on himself.

"Sorry, I don't know!" Taylor didn't know what to say.

"It's okay!" Marvin was very generous: "Brother, there's nothing to apologize for. It's the end of the world now. Do you understand? Everyone is going to die, it's just a matter of sooner or later. Maybe my parents didn't suffer much when they passed away. In fact, this is a good thing. After all, this place is so fucked up now."

Taylor knew that Marvin's parents lived in another community not far from here, and the safety index was also not low.

But after all, it's not like a real wealthy area, and there is still a possibility of being attacked by nightmares.

But as an ordinary person, he, like Marvin, has no choice but to muddle through.

In Marvin's words, live day by day, earn day by day.

"Taylor, I am only slightly better than you, that is, this house is mine, and I don't have to pay rent. Maybe you should move in, anyway, I'm the only one here. Let's play games, and take some drugs when we are tired. Look at me, I haven't slept for two days, and I am very energetic."

Marvin is an optimist amidst pessimism.

It is surrender and lying down to the cruel life.

For Taylor, moving here is indeed very tempting because he can save money on rent.

"I heard that there are some places that have not been polluted yet. Maybe we can move there." Taylor still wants to live. Even if his life is full of dissatisfaction, he is willing to move on.

He doesn't want to die.

"Haha, then you should take a look at this." Marvin picked up a tablet and opened a software, which contained some research articles, data and corresponding prediction results.

"This is the Doomsday Home Community, the most popular social software right now. There are a lot of awesome people here, do you understand? Really smart people." Marvin pointed to the brain.

"According to their prediction, we, the White Eagle Nation, have been experiencing nightmare contamination at a rate twice or even three times that of other regions due to our initial mishandling. In other words, the situation would not have been as bad as it is now. It's all because of the idiots in the White House. They only know how to perform and give speeches, and they only think about making money. Even if the world is going to end, they only think about keeping their power and money."

"Those guys missed an opportunity, and now the situation is like this. Not only do I have to buy a bunch of guns in the real world to protect myself, but I also have to spend more money to buy weapons in the nightmare world. However, these weapons are useless against those truly terrifying monsters, except for killing people like us."

"According to the data models of some smart people, the entire White Eagle Country, no, the entire North American Continent will be completely destroyed within the next month. Even now, less than 20% of the area has not been contaminated. Do you know how many people flock to those places every day? Do you know how much they have spent?"

"The funniest thing is, after so much difficulty getting in, that so-called safe place turned into a nightmare zone a few days later. All the efforts before were wasted. Hahahaha, it's so funny."

Marvin is indeed a homebody and a greasy fat guy, but this guy's brain is not filled with cola, fried chicken and cream cheese.

Typical sobriety in the world.

After laughing, Marvin leaned back on the sofa and said, "Brother, the world is over, let's enjoy ourselves while we can. By the way, I have a few large buckets of cream ice cream here, do you want one?"

You know what, for a moment Taylor also wanted to lie down like Marvin, completely lie down.

But he felt that even if the end of the world came, he didn't necessarily have to die.

At best, it's just a change of way of life.

Just like what that person said to me last night.

Just at this moment, there was a ding-dong sound from the computer, indicating an email notification.

Taylor went up to check immediately.

Half an hour ago.

China, Qianlong Security Zone, General Administration Academy of Sciences Base.

Professor Xie is writing a new research report on the nightmare world. He does similar things almost every day. He spends all his time on research and analysis.

His motto is: Life never stops, struggle never ends!

At this time, the phone on his desk rang.

Professor Xie frowned.

What he hates most when he is working is being disturbed, and he has said more than once that people should not disturb him unless it is an extremely urgent matter.

He picked up the phone impatiently.

A few seconds later, when Professor Xie hung up the phone, he no longer cared about his research report.

He immediately operated the computer and opened the internal mailbox.

Just now, someone from the Network Department told him that he had an email from the other side of the ocean, and the email was signed by Lin Mo.

Lin Mo hasn't contacted him for five days.

Professor Xie was a little worried at first, but when he heard that Lin Mo had actually sent him an email through the real-world email system, he was filled with shock and curiosity.

Professor Xie opened the email immediately.

The content of the email is in English, but this is child's play for Professor Xie.

He quickly finished reading a few lines of text.

"If the consciousness in the nightmare world is too far away from the body, it will indeed lead to the inability to wake up. It seems that this has been proven."

Professor Xie muttered to himself.

The content of the email was very simple. It should have been sent by Lin Mo to another person, saying that he had encountered a small problem and was currently in the nightmare zone on the other side of the ocean.

Unable to wake up.

Tell Professor Xie not to worry about what’s happening over there, just ask him to send someone to take good care of him and make sure he doesn’t die.

"What kind of plane is this kid making again?" Professor Xie was troubled.

Everything was fine when we left, but something happened just one month later.

However, Professor Xie also knew Lin Mo's personality, and the small problem he mentioned was probably a very big problem. However, due to the long distance, it was difficult for the General Administration to provide any support to Lin Mo.

After all, most countries in the world have now closed their borders to prepare for the imminent nightmare invasion.

Professor Xie also heard that the overall pollution in North America will develop faster than in other regions, and the simulation results under the data model show that a full-scale outbreak will occur in about a month.

By then, the entire North America will become a nightmare zone.

What’s funny is that until now the other side has been using the media to promote that the White Eagle Country is a model for fighting against nightmare invasions, and that they have found a way to coexist with nightmares.

It sounds nice, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is just lying flat. They talk a lot of nonsense, but they don't know how many people die every day, and they have no idea.

Professor Xie is too lazy to take care of this matter.

In short, there is no way to provide any support to Lin Mo now, and the other party did not want it. He only talked about the current situation, and the focus was on his health.

Professor Xie made arrangements immediately.

With the capabilities of the Academy of Sciences, there should be no problem in maintaining Lin Mo's body's life support system.

But I don’t know when Lin Mo will be back.

It seems that the other party hasn't found a solution either.

Professor Xie immediately asked the network department to reply with an email according to the overseas email address. The content was very simple.

"receive!"

Just two words.

After finishing this matter, Professor Xie started working on his research report, but within two minutes, the phone rang again.

Professor Xie sighed and picked up the phone.

"What's the matter?"

The person on the phone said a few words and Professor Xie's expression changed again.

Professor Xie hung up the phone, looked at the research report, shook his head, and closed the document.

He doesn't have time to do this in the short term.

The timeline of the Nightmare Invasion has changed.

Two hours later, the results of the new data deduction were placed in the conference room.

At this moment, the leaders of the Academy of Sciences have all arrived in the conference room, and on the screen, there are also leaders of the General Administration, and even many senior leaders and top figures participating.

"The latest model deduction results show that the timetable for the complete arrival of the nightmare world has been advanced by six months." Professor Xie never beats around the bush.

Just say whatever you have to say.

Especially in this special period, any polite words are a waste of time, and wasting a minute may result in great losses.

"Six months in advance?" Everyone at the meeting was stunned by the result.

Someone wants to ask a question.

But when I think about the fact that this was said by Professor Xie, it proves that this is the result of repeated argumentation.

It is true and reliable.

Now is not the time to question this timing, but to think of a response strategy immediately.

"Professor Xie, what is the specific time?" On the big screen, in Conference Room No. 1, a participant asked. The people in Conference Room No. 1 were all top-level decision makers.

His voice was steady, and one couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Professor Xie looked up and said, "From this moment on, it won't be more than three months. Maybe, only two months."

"I understand." The participant in Conference Room 1 said, and after about two seconds of silence, he asked, "What about the construction status of the safe zone?"

On the other side, someone was making a special report.

"The construction of super-large safety zones in Qianlong City, Tunjing City, and two other first-tier cities has been completed, and up to six batches of more than 20 million citizens have moved in."

"In other cities, there are twelve medium-sized security zones under construction, and the progress is between 50 and 80 percent."

"There are 154 small safety zones that have already started construction. In addition, there are 270 that have received construction approval and are in the process of going through the process..."

Someone sighed.

If there is still half a year, a medium-sized safety zone and hundreds of small safety zones can definitely be built.

Although all these safe zones combined are not enough for the entire population of China.

But this is the best we can do.

The construction of a safe zone is extremely difficult. Looking around the world, no country has the ability like China.

But in terms of population, very few countries can compare with China.

"I'll make arrangements right away. Our construction crew will work overtime to complete all the safety zones within two months."

A senior executive in charge of the safe zone construction stood up and said.

"Minister Zhang, you have done well enough." A voice came from Conference Room 1: "You are also human beings, made of flesh and blood."

Everyone knows that the construction of the safe zone is now going on day and night.

People worked in shifts around the clock, machines never stopped, and all domestic infrastructure was stopped to ensure the construction of the safe zone. You should know that other countries also have similar plans for safe zones, but for many countries, building one or two safe zones is already the limit.

Here, hundreds of safe zones are under construction at the same time.

If it were promoted, it would be a world-class miracle.

"You have done a good enough." Another voice of praise came from Conference Room No. 1.

Minister Zhang was somewhat moved.

As the main person in charge of the safe zone, he had only slept for a few hours every day in the past few months, while his subordinates, from managers to workers, were all trying their best.

Many people haven't returned home or seen their families for several months, but they can still do this during this special period.

It's not easy.

Even so, there are still people on the Internet who say that they are too slow and are just sitting there doing nothing. Some even say insulting words or spread rumors to stir up trouble.

Now the highest level in Conference Room 1 gives praise, which is better than anything else.

However, the reality is that if we work backwards based on the two-month time frame, it would be fine for the safety zones that have already started construction, but if they are only in the planning stage, it would be almost impossible for them to be completed in time.

The meeting then entered the discussion phase, and countermeasures had to be put forward.

Discuss the entire livelihood issues when the nightmare world is fully arrived; industrial production issues; agricultural production issues; finance; education; national F, etc.

Fortunately, everyone is doing their job, and most people already have mature plans to implement, but they just need to speed up the progress.

As for ensuring safety during nightmare attacks, it is definitely the responsibility of the Security Bureau.

The director of the General Administration said: "We must immediately launch the Nightmare Stripping Plan. All personnel must be in place and carried out in batches. However, Nightmare Stripping requires safety and absolutely professional personnel. According to the current progress, it is impossible to complete the stripping of everyone within two months."

This is for sure.

There are too many people.

If it is a small country with a population of several million, it would be relatively easy to eliminate the nightmare of all its employees.

But China has a population of more than one billion.

Even if we had started working on this several months ago, it would still be too late.

"If there are not enough people, then let the civilian forces get involved. In this matter, we must delegate power and ensure the safety of the people at all costs. Comrades, this is a turning point in history. We shoulder the hopes of the country and the nation. This is the mission entrusted to us by the times and history. We must have faith. No difficulties can defeat us..."

…

The other side of the world.

Taylor breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the content of the email.

The task that person asked me to do was completed.

But I don’t know whether the other party can fulfill his promise to guarantee my safety.

It should be possible.

Those three men were more terrifying than the other. Taylor recalled the scene at that time. After opening the door, in addition to those three men outside, there was also a strong fishy smell.

He glanced out secretly at that time.

He saw several dead bodies.

Not a living person, but a monster.

Taylor knew this monster. People nearby called it the "white blood monster" because its blood was white. This horrible thing had been roaming around outside recently, and he had seen it kill people with his own eyes.

This thing's tongue can extend like a snake, and can be up to three meters long. It will bite its target in one bite. It may have poisonous fangs, because the person bitten will quickly lose the ability to resist or even move.

Finally, I was dragged to an unknown place by this thing.

The consequence of being dragged away would probably be death.

Until one day, Taylor saw the person who had been dragged away. He became like the white-blooded monster, with a pale face, fierce eyes, and an open mouth, and he also had a snake-like tongue.

It turns out he wasn't dead.

It was assimilated and mutated by this monster.

This feeling is more terrifying than death.

So as time went on, the white-blooded monsters became more and more numerous and became the most terrifying monsters in this area, but these guys had poor eyesight and relied entirely on hearing.

As long as you are careful, you can still avoid it.

Taylor was always careful, he didn't want to become one of these monsters.

So he locked the door and hid in the room not daring to make any noise.

This is how he came to be every time he had a dream in the past.

Once, he heard something scratching at his door.

It was the sound of nails scratching on the door, one after another. Taylor was so scared that he hid under the bed and didn't dare to move, praying in his heart.

Several times, he thought the door had been knocked open, and he was afraid that the monsters would rush in and drag him out.

Fortunately, the sound of scratching the door panel disappeared in the end.

He lives like this every day, but he is not crazy yet. He is already mentally strong.

But he didn't want to live this kind of life anymore.

Maybe now is the chance.

Taylor glanced at Marvin, thought for a moment, and said, "I've met a few very powerful people recently. They can kill white-blooded monsters. Maybe I don't have to worry so much in the future."

Marvin obviously didn't believe it, he picked up a game controller and handed it over.

"Play a few games with me?"

Taylor shook his head; "I have something else to do, I'll come see you another day!"

It's another 5000-word chapter. The last day is almost here. I feel like it's possible. Maybe I can get 3000 votes? 　　 　 (End of this chapter)