Chapter 1: Boring When a dying man is about to die, his words are good.
"Professor Bian, you can't escape. Hand over the things."
In the distance, the setting sun was blood-red. On the roof of an abandoned high-rise building, Bian Ling looked at the people who were gradually surrounding him with a happy smile on his face. However, he always liked to laugh. After all, people who love to laugh will never have too bad luck.
For example, now, he is an ordinary person without super powers, but he can ask the first super power team of the apocalypse to hunt him down with all their strength. How can this not be considered a different kind of good luck?
"What? Captain Lin, I don't quite understand what you mean."
Bian Ling was born with a gentle and harmless demeanor. When he smiled, it was easy for him to win people's favor. Even at this moment, Lin Jing still felt a bit of sympathy for him. "Professor Bian, I understand your reluctance as an ordinary person. As long as you hand over the stolen Dawn No. 1 potion, I promise you that the base will never take action against you."
Lin Jing was the strongest person in the base, and he was also known to be a good person. Of course, what he said was very important, and Bian Ling had no doubts about it. But so what? The days before the apocalypse were boring, and the days after the apocalypse were even more boring. "Captain Lin, let me tell you a secret."
"Bian Ling, don't be ungrateful. Our captain has already been under pressure from many sides to save your life. I called you professor and you gasped. Believe it or not, I—" Lin Jing grabbed the emotional teammate next to him and comforted him, "What secret?"
Bian Ling looked up: "I am almost dying."
These words were said lightly, as if he was discussing someone else's life or death.
Lin Jing's heart skipped a beat for some unknown reason: "You..."
"So, who do you think developed the Dawn No. 1 Potion?"
Fifteen years ago, the apocalypse suddenly struck, plunging the world's population by over half. Countless people became zombies. Of those who survived, the lucky 1% gained supernatural powers after suffering a high fever, granting them enhanced survival abilities. Bian Ling, then only nine years old, was fortunate to survive, but unfortunately, he lacked supernatural powers. Fortunately, he had a good academic record and was considered a good fit for an ordinary person.
The Dawn No. 1 potion, as its name suggests, promises to bring a dawn of hope to the apocalypse. Developed over fourteen years by Professor Han, one of the most prestigious members of the Base Research Institute, it immunizes ordinary people against the zombie virus. It's safe to say that once this potion is mass-produced and available, the extermination of the zombie apocalypse will be a matter of time.
"Captain, don't listen to his nonsense. Everyone knows that Dawn One was developed by Professor Han. Bian Ling used to be a notorious lunatic, and now I think he's crazy about becoming famous!"
Bian Ling is indeed a scientific research madman. If he were not crazy, he would not have been able to enter the base research institute as an ordinary person and have his own independent laboratory at the age of 24.
Lin Jing obviously didn't believe it either. After all, Professor Han's reputation in the base even surpassed that of the commander. Before today, no one would doubt the origin of Dawn No. 1: "Professor Bian, you..."
"Captain Lin is still so naive. The order you received was actually to capture me alive, right?"
"Captain Lin, think about this carefully. If I only stole a small vial of potion, no matter how valuable it was, as long as I have the research and development data, I can easily get a second or third vial. Why would the base send you and your entire team to capture a mere ordinary person like me?"
"Besides, how could an ordinary person like me steal something as important as Dawn One and easily get it out of the base?"
...You are not an ordinary person. A group of people with special abilities chased you for three days and three nights and almost lost you. Ordinary people are not as cunning and difficult to catch as you.
"Crazy, did you steal the core information? Captain, don't waste any more time! Catch him!" The team member next to him said anxiously, obviously worried about something.
"stupid."
Bian Ling was too lazy to talk to the idiot. His life was almost coming to an end. The reason he ran out with the potion in such a high fanfare was simply because he didn't want to die in the base.
People are always fighting at all times. Now that people with special abilities hold power, how could those in power tolerate an ordinary person becoming the so-called "savior"!
What a boring life! Bian Ling suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and then large mouthfuls of blood gushed out one after another. In just a few seconds, his face turned pale, and it was obvious that he would not live long.
"Professor Bian——"
Lin Jing helped the man up in fear, but more and more blood was flowing out: "Quick, use your healing ability!"
As the top superpower team, they naturally have a nurse in the team, but it is obvious that for Bian Ling now, the healing superpower is no longer useful: "Captain, he must have taken a strong drug that temporarily enhances his physical functions. My superpower can't save him!"
"How is that possible? Is he crazy?"
"It's true. His body was already in the advanced stages of radiation damage. After taking this drug, he was completely killed."
Although the healing ability is useful, it is not yet to the point of snatching people away from the hands of the King of Hell.
Their mission was doomed to fail.
"Professor Bian, what on earth are you..."
Bian Ling, however, showed no fear of dying, or perhaps he simply had no reverence for life and death. "Captain Lin, let's play... a game."
Lin Jing couldn't believe his ears. He was almost dead and still wanted to play games? What a lunatic.
"Stop talking..." Talking will kill you faster!
"I've hidden...what you want...in a...very safe...place. As long as you can find it, it's...yours."
In his last consciousness before death, Bian Ling thought to himself, I am really a dying man who speaks kind words. I am so kind as to leave my last words to others. I am worthy of being me.
Lin Jing, the good-natured man who was being told his last words: ...Help! I can't understand this madman's train of thought! Where on earth does this madman think is safe? Why don't you get up and say a few more words!
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Bian, who was so calm that he just walked away, felt no guilt at all. After all, he had given all the necessary hints. Whether or not he could find it was Lin Jing's business. It was his own stuff, so of course he could put it wherever he wanted.
It’s just so noisy.
It turns out that people still cannot find peace after death, and Bian Ling couldn't help feeling a little irritated.
He frowned and opened his eyes, what he saw was the gorgeous and dazzling crystal chandeliers and the high dome. The air was fresher than ever before, completely unlike the fishy stench of the end of the world.
It turns out that the world after death is so good. If he had known that the end of the world would begin, he would have committed suicide. It turns out that people can never empathize with their past selves. Alas.
"Xiaoling, today is your first day home. You may not know the rules of our Shen family, but it doesn't matter. After you learn the rules, we will hold a welcome banquet for you and introduce you to all the uncles and aunts. Don't be nervous, this is your home."
Home? Such an uncommon word. The last person who shamelessly said he would give him a home was already buried in a pile of zombies.
"Xiaoling, are you listening to me?"
Bian Ling looked up at the woman who was speaking. She was middle-aged, well-maintained, and dressed like a rich person from before the apocalypse. She was the type of person he hated the most.
Next to her stood a young man who was also dressed elegantly and looked good, but there was obvious scrutiny and wariness in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was very unwelcome to this person who was "returning home" for the first day.
Sui Ya asked herself if she had spoken many words earnestly, but who knew that the person in front of her was not only indifferent, but also stared at her with a pair of extremely clear black and white eyes. Even through the thick lenses, he still stared at her so hard that her back felt cold, as if she was some kind of dirty thing.
She felt even more unhappy in her heart, but her expression remained elegant and decent: "Xiaoling, don't worry. Mom knows that you have suffered a lot outside for the past 24 years. We will make it up to you."
It's boring. It turns out that a place where people go after they die can't be a good place.
Bian Ling casually added, "Make amends? Can I have whatever I want?"
"Of course, mom will buy you whatever you want in the future." When Sui Ya heard this, the smile on her face deepened a little. This child was indeed easy to coax. Maybe she just didn't react just now.
Oh, so this is the compensation. Although Bian Ling didn't know what his current situation was, he never looked at any occasion when he wanted to go crazy: "Then I want him to die, is that okay?"
What? Sui Ya's eyes widened, and for a moment she suspected that her ears were wrong. Her newly found son was actually an outlaw?
"I really don't like the way he looks at me. Mom, if you kill him, I will be your son. How about that?"
Well, this time her ears were definitely not wrong. Sui Ya hadn't expected Bian Ling's hostility towards Xi'an to be so strong. She quickly said, "Xiao Ling, do you know what you are saying? Although Xi'an is not my biological son, he is also innocent. Don't listen to the instigation of outsiders..."
"Can't innocent people be killed?" Bian Ling's tone was full of disappointment. "If you can't even make up for this little bit, I think I'd better not join this family."
What a shitty family! Even if he dies, he would rather die among a pile of zombies.
Bian Ling finished speaking and was about to walk out. As soon as he moved, he heard the woman next to him scream, "Xi'an, what are you doing? Put down the fruit knife!"
He looked up and saw the man named Xi'an holding a knife to his hand, as if he was about to slit his wrists. "Mom, I stole his life. He has every right to resent me."
How to say it, Bian Ling couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Xiaoling, you can still laugh!" Sui Ya's voice couldn't help but rise.
"Why can't I laugh? If you want to die, just stab your jugular artery. Slitting your wrists? Wrong spot. The radial artery is right here. Only cutting here on the wrist will kill you quickly. With your limited strength, it's probably difficult to induce hemorrhagic shock anywhere else."
Chen Xi'an: ...Is this person's brain normal or abnormal?
"Okay, now that we've finished watching Motherly Love and Filial Piety, I won't disturb you two."
Bian Ling raised his hand and waved, not paying any attention to the magnificent Shen family. Just as he was about to walk out of the Shen family's gate, an inorganic mechanical voice suddenly came to his mind:
[Ding——System binding in progress, hello host Bian Ling, nice to meet you.]
Bian Ling was stunned for a moment, then said: "Hello, I'm not happy to meet you, please get out of my mind immediately."
The author has something to say:
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[Bug caught] I'm here, I'm here~ Hehe~ Don't miss it if you pass by~ It's worth adding it to your collection~~~
That’s right, the male protagonist this time is called outlaw Bian San (outrageous words)!
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