Chapter 127 Doomsday 25 Looks a bit familiar



Chapter 127 Doomsday 25 Looks a bit familiar

Judging from appearance alone, most people would speculate that people like Meng Jingtang would not have worldly desires.

He was born with deficiencies and a deformed body, so the word "active" hardly applies to him. In addition, his skin color, hair color, and eye color are all lighter than others, and he does not look like a person from this world.

He has been noble and dignified since childhood, like a fairy child, which makes others feel uneasy but unable to help but get close to him.

Because Meng Jingtang was Meng Zhengde's late-born son, all the good things in the family were placed in his hands.

Full love fills almost every corner it can occupy.

But Mo Chengze knew that this uncle, whom the whole family praised highly, was definitely not as kind as he seemed.

Even more like... "The bad seed" in the Bible.

——Bad seeds are born with evil and destruction in their blood.

He witnessed with his own eyes a white-haired child who was almost three years younger than him breaking the wings of a bird given to him by someone else.

Earlier in the courtyard, no one could have guessed his intention to destroy it. It was said to be a valuable species, yet who could have imagined it would meet such a tragic end?

Then, as if he felt that the blood had stained his hands, he threw the injured pet into the bushes and slowly wiped the base of his fingers with a handkerchief.

One side fell into the mud, struggled hard and then fell completely; the other side remained calm, watched coldly and left as if nothing had happened.

This incident gave him a great shock.

From then on, Mo Chengze's original good impression of his uncle with an angelic face disappeared completely, and he kept his distance from him instead.

In fact, his perception was not wrong.

Meng Jingtang's coldness became more and more apparent as he grew older. His drastic measures and overly cruel schemes were truly unacceptable to many traditional Meng family members.

But later on, these people either surrendered and followed him, or were struck out, leaving only those relatives who he thought were most beneficial to his development, so the entire Meng family became a precise calculating machine.

So even though the other party later led the Meng family to prosperity and could bring him a lot of help, reason told him that he should use Meng Jingtang's power to expand his small company, but he was a person who preferred to act according to his heart.

Since I can't accept it emotionally, there is no need to have much interaction with him.

He was very worried that the other party would make an irreversible mistake towards Lu Huai, so he came here anyway.

Although Lu Huai was indeed drowsy, he looked like he was deliberately avoiding the question.

He was pretending to be completely unconscious.

To reduce the huge embarrassment caused by suddenly regaining self-awareness and knowing that you are in an awkward situation.

Why would a cold-fearing person like Meng Jingtang put his coat on him? It was also to cover up the crime he had committed.

The jeans he wore today were still properly tied around his waist.

Without the protection of the coat, I couldn't see anyone.

——The belt was loose and hung loosely at both ends.

The middle part of the legs was wet, and the color was obviously darker than other places. It looked very rough and indecent.

It is impossible to explain what just happened.

Originally, Meng Jingtang was planning to put this sweet dessert into his mouth. His hands were so delicate and pampered that it was hard to imagine him doing anything other than work.

Lu Huai could not have expected that he would actually ask Jiang Zungui to do this kind of craft work.

His eyes were wet and his voice was trembling: "Um... let go, don't touch me"

Meng Jingtang was annoyed by his inattention.

She even kissed him passionately on the lips, her tongue already quite familiar with mobilizing the other's defenses. The entanglement between the two sides made Lu Huai feel scattered and messy.

So someone is on a roll, exploring to an unprecedented degree.

Naturally, he felt that such an interruption was extremely abominable. He also felt that it was okay that Uncle Chen did not stop Mo Chengze, but he did not even report the two people behind him who had no connection with him at first glance. He really did not do his job well.

Made plans to settle the score later.

But what was unexpected was that the gatekeeper outside was indeed doing his job well.

It was just that the space-based psychic used his bug ability to transfer two living people in silently.

As the saying goes: "It's hard to guard against a thief in the house."

Meng Jingtang suppressed his urge to strike someone with a knife, and tried to calmly explain his intentions to the visitor:

"It seems that you all don't understand the principle of entering without permission. But it doesn't matter. For Cheng Ze's sake, if you leave now, I can forgive the offense today and I won't ask you to pay compensation."

The moment Meng Jingtang delivered the message, Uncle Chen and the five guards who were guarding outside were ready to go and provide support.

He appeared at this moment and happened to face the three of them head-on, without showing any fear at all.

Although their abilities are not top-notch, they are supported by the most abundant resources and are not weak in terms of energy level.

In addition, the guards were soldiers that the Meng family had been raising with strict means long before the end of the world, so it was expected that they would have strong combat effectiveness.

After all, this place is the base camp of the Meng family. If even the most noble people cannot be closely protected, then this fortress seems to be in vain.

And obviously, its owner will not allow invaders to come and go freely.

So even though Jian Sui'an and the others were reluctant, they were politely asked to leave.

But Lu Huai is not someone who would sit and wait for death, and the others are obviously not that obedient either.

When he really showed that he was angry and had more important things to do and left, Meng Jingtang had just been satisfied and had regained some of his sanity, and did not dare to completely disgust him like that.

He found some clothes that had been left behind, asked Lu Huai to change into them, and then let the man go.

When he went out, he indeed found that the three men were still waiting for him there. They deliberately avoided some sensitive topics and went back together.

At the same time, combat readiness work is also being pushed forward in depth.

When Lu Huai woke up in the morning, he found that the other rooms were empty.

She met the girl who had helped her before at the Southern Base. After a brief conversation, she learned that Jian Sui'an and Jiang Fengnian, the team leader and vice-captain, had gone to the Great Hall for a meeting at dawn.

The other party was obviously happy about his current situation. He said that he happened to be on a mission that day, and only found out after he came back that he had been dragged away by the bad guys. He was worried and sad for a long time.

It was the kind of bright, pure kindness that Lu Huai rarely felt after the world changed.

So I am sincerely grateful for this encounter and thankful for being able to meet such a wonderful person.

Meanwhile, in the conference room on the other side, the atmosphere gradually became solemn as Xiao Yuan reported, because everyone knew the seriousness of the situation.

No one in this situation can remain immune.

Some people think that if they unite, they will live, and if they separate, they will die, so they are determined to fight to the last moment.

Some people, however, backed down and planned to speed up the construction of escape arks and find a way to escape.

Lu Huai knew that the leader of the Ark project was Meng Jingtang.

It's just that he kept it a secret so well that no one under him knew about it. Only a few people he trusted were there to attract those powerful people to invest a lot of resources.

Xiao Yuan continued, but seemed to have received some unexpected news.

He frowned, as if he had made a difficult decision and made up his mind.

He said to the crowd, "It might be a little late, please come watch a video with me."

The towering doomsday screen used to be the site for live broadcasts of various key meetings or hearings on major events.

But now, a blurry image of snowflakes scattered all over the sky was playing, which was completely different from the comfortable and luxurious interior.

Some people's patience gradually wore out, and they complained why the key scenes had not been released yet.

The screen seemed to understand what people were saying and finally stopped flickering.

Instead, after a long period of silence, the scene suddenly switched to a jaw-dropping video.

——A group of staggering zombies appeared in the camera, as if conducting a silent demonstration.

It should be a video from a surveillance camera.

It moved closer and farther away in an orderly manner, and suddenly a dense tide of zombies that almost filled the entire street appeared in front of everyone.

The suffocating feeling like a dark cloud covering the city almost made those who originally believed that they could fight collapse.

——They are clearly dead bodies, walking corpses that are not worthy of being supported by souls, so why can they be so uniform?

Xiao Yuan also explained the source of this footage to everyone: "This is the last working video recorded by the sensor before the camera on the core road section of H City was destroyed."

He didn't continue speaking, but everyone knew that this meant that the area only 500 kilometers away from them had also been swallowed up.

This once prosperous city has completely fallen into the long river of history.

It became a dead city.

But whether this fate will befall them is still unknown.

Inside the venue, the originally noisy atmosphere froze instantly, all eyes were focused on the huge screen, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The psychics looked at each other, with all kinds of reactions, but panic was the only main theme.

Logically speaking, the zombies should have been completely unrecognizable.

When the camera zoomed in, one could see an individual that was clearly different from the others because they were missing limbs.

Even his clothes didn't look so tattered, and although his face was blurry, it could be vaguely seen that there was no damage.

The man raised his head and seemed to be able to see something through the camera, smiling at them.

They didn't know the man who was suspected to be the zombie leader, but the provocation and threat were clearly conveyed to everyone present.

The expressions of several senior psychics sitting in the front row of the venue were particularly complicated.

An elderly psychic was holding a crystal ball that emitted a faint glow in his hand, sensing its changes.

Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, extreme pain appeared between his brows.

People around him hurriedly asked, "What's the situation?"

There was both vigilance and deep awe of the unknown power in his eyes.

He whispered to himself, "This power is by no means ordinary. We must be prepared."

He stands out particularly in the dense crowd of zombies. The uncanny valley effect of being clearly non-human yet appearing to be close to humans is even more chilling.

The camera flickered for a few seconds, then tossed aside as if it had been discovered.

On the street next to it, weeds spread wildly like wild beasts, covering the broken road surface and swallowing up the prosperity of the past.

The houses were destroyed to the point of being barely remnants of their original appearance. Some were reduced to mere rubble, casting mottled shadows in the afterglow of the setting sun, creating a particularly desolate scene. These dilapidated buildings seemed like witnesses to the end of the world, silently telling of past disasters and vicissitudes.

In this ruin, the mutant creatures moving around let out shrill cries. They either crawled forward or twisted their bodies to move quickly, and every movement revealed pain and despair.

These creatures were once human, but now they have become like this. Their wails are like the sounds of ghosts floating in the night wind, which makes people feel an indescribable fear in their hearts.

The sound was so harsh and piercing that everyone couldn't help but turn off the audio.

Leader Xiao Zhengze, however, did not approve of this move, believing that no valuable information could be missed at the critical moment.

So Xiao Yuan turned on the speaker again, and this time no one raised any objections.

Xiao Yuan just frowned at the weird camera interaction, thinking that the other party's appearance was too weird. The IQ of this zombie king was too high, and he was definitely a tough opponent.

But Jun Mo didn't say a word from beginning to end, staring at the blurry face on the screen.

He was thinking about one thing, that is, that look seemed familiar, very much like someone.

It was very similar to the scene where he and Lu Huai moved overnight, and three days later heard the news that the entire army was wiped out in the village.

Jun Mo was still puzzled at the time as to why the village he had helped to defend fell so quickly. It seemed that, from the very beginning, that person might not have been...human.

But I don’t know if this message is worth telling.

He hasn't met the other person many times, so his impression may be wrong.

So he didn't explain his speculation to Xiao Yuan at that time, but went to the team members' dormitory immediately after the meeting.

Lu Huai was just about to go out with a sports bag on his back to get lunch when he bumped into Jun Mo head-on.

His previous escape was thanks to the other party, so Lu Huai's attitude towards him was relatively gentle at this moment.

He even greeted him unexpectedly, which made Jun Mo flattered.

But he immediately mentally woke himself up with a bucket of water. What was going on? He was already so excited? His current bottom line was too low...

"Are you free now? Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet, but nothing's happened."

"Then let's talk about that time in Nanyu Village."

Although Lu Huai was a little confused, he still agreed to Jun Mo.

As a result, the other party followed him closely and went to the cafeteria together, like a loyal guard.

He looked so reserved, as if he was the one who hired Jun Mo.

After sitting down and getting their food, the two of them ate in silence for a while.

But Lu Huai always felt that those obscure eyes were always on him and never left.

Suddenly he raised his head to look at him, only to find that Jun Mo was so surprised that his chopsticks dropped to the ground, and he had indeed not eaten many bites of the rice in the bowl.

Lu Huai said he would go and get it for him, but Jun Mo nailed him back to his chair with both hands, not letting him go, and told him to go himself.

He felt an inexplicable sour feeling in his heart.

Jun Mo also mentioned Nanyu Village… That period was when he trusted the other party most wholeheartedly.

And apart from his unexplained departure later, Lu Huai was aware of his protection and love for him from the beginning to the end.

After Jun Mo returned to his original position, he showed him a photo and asked him, "Does this person look familiar to you?"

It was too blurry, and Lu Huai looked at it for a long time.

But after the memory extraction was completed, he looked at Jun Mo in astonishment and expressed his speculation: "Dr. Lin?"

"Yes, it's him," Jun Mo confirmed his guess.

The two people looked at each other, and although they had their own thoughts, the atmosphere in the air seemed to have returned to the past.

Can lost trust be redeemed?

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Lu Huai went to training as usual in the afternoon. After finishing, there was no clear plot requirement, so he returned to his room, under the pretext of having a good rest.

Since there was no one around, 0359 stretched and slid to Lu Huai's shoulder. "Huai Huai, I feel like you've become much more casual in this world."

Lu Huai shrugged: "Without a clear KPI, of course it's most comfortable to take it one step at a time."

“Sometimes when I’m nervous for a long time, I will calm down and think about who I really am.”

He suddenly looked at 0359 seriously and confessed to him:

"Xiaojiu, it seems like I haven't recalled anything about the company before for a long time."

The strong obsession to return is fading. After trying for so long, that time seems so far away that it is hard to reach again.

Sometimes he would wonder whether these so-called plot lines actually existed and were woven in accordance with the laws of this world.

Or a shocking conspiracy.

Otherwise, how come there are outsiders in every world?

Moreover, these outsiders play roles that are becoming more and more important.

Are they viruses that should be eliminated?

Or are these so-called upright missionaries who come with a mission the real invaders?

That is why the world consciousness constantly transmits "variables" with the intention of changing everything.

After being in the world of pure love for a long time, this damn attraction allowed him to mediate between the protagonist and the bottom, and he also developed some ability to deal with complex situations.

At least now Lu Huai understood that people like Meng Jingtang would become more unscrupulous the more you refused and resisted them.

If there is a hint of approachability, it would seem too immature to deal with.

He joked that his acting skills had not been honed to a higher level, but his "dog training" skills had become increasingly sophisticated, so how could he say that he had made no progress?

Meng Jingtang is now deceiving himself and using the illusion of "controlling" him and pretending to love him as a temporary solution to his problem.

If one day he finds that these external forces are gone, he seems to still have feelings for him.

The reaction then will be worth looking forward to.

And now, he is advancing this process.

In the end, the huge mountain of Meng Jingtang will be pushed down by the protagonist and the bottom together, so it does not violate the plot.

Lu Huai has already made up his mind that as long as he can play his role well, no matter what the process is, it will be fine.

He was also surprised that he could now deal with this matter so rationally and calmly, instead of listening to the warning from the main system with a surge of emotions and bullying.

It turns out that getting something for nothing is better?

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The base, which had not welcomed any new members for a long time, suddenly received a survivor who was "picked up" during patrol.

"It's rare to find someone still alive at this time, trying to survive on their own. There haven't been any new people in the base for a long time. I thought everyone else out there was dead..."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense. People are coming."

The young man had a delicate face and looked timid. He clutched his tattered clothes tightly with his hands and looked evasive, like a newly born rabbit.

However, Lu Huai felt that things were not as simple as they seemed. How could he be a good person if he could come this far relying on his own strength?

This feeling reached a critical point when the other person stared at him blankly, revealing a bit of overly eager attention. He didn't want to stay where he was, as he always felt that trouble was about to come.

Lu Huai turned his head and said to Jian Sui'an, "Captain Jian, I suddenly remembered that I left my key on Observation Deck No. 1. I'll go get it."

Then he turned and left.

Jian Sui'an also felt a little puzzled, because just now the other party was very excited to come and see the newcomers, but now he suddenly brought up something that happened a few hours ago. This change came without any warning.

But he listened to Lu Huai's words anyway, so he didn't stop him. He just replied, "Okay, go ahead."

But Xie Zeyu didn't think this was a good thing. He did come here with a purpose.

And the person in front of him who is about to run away is his target?

The tragic second male lead who suffered and died without a complete body for the protagonist?

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The author has something to say: Good craftsmanship (dog head doge)

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