Apocalypse Cemetery

Chapter 296 The Abyss of Heaviness——The First Born
ps: After this chapter is not good-looking, some people will call it incomprehensible!

The blizzard was blowing, and it was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

He lowered his hat to keep himself warm, and continued on through the wind and snow.

You can't see the way forward when you look up, and you can't see footprints when you look down, as if all the light in the world has been swallowed by this deep night.

This is the Antarctic, and when the northern hemisphere comes to summer, there will be a polar night phenomenon here.

With the revolution of the earth, this kind of night will last for more than a month. During this month or so, he will not be able to see the sun again.

He has been here for too long, and he doesn't know how long he will stay, so he is very familiar with this environment.

The temperature of his body gradually dropped to an unbearable level, and he stopped in front of a glacier.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Glacier was blasted out of a big hole by the twisted ability, and he got into the hole.

He dug out the penguin feathers he had prepared from his backpack, sprinkled some roasted seal fat on it, and lit a fire.

It was probably the worst fuel in the world, but he couldn't find anything else to burn in this barren place.

The firelight warmed him up a bit. He stretched out his arm and took out a photo from his arms.

The picture shows a gentle and beautiful woman in a white coat with two long braids.

The serious white coat does not match her temperament, but it creates a kind of contrasting beauty, which makes people feel very cute.

In addition, she held an eight or nine-year-old child in her arms.

The child's eyes were a little dull, and he looked at the camera stupidly.

So he laughed, but after a short laugh, he started crying again.

The firelight flickered on the yellowed photo, and he took out another bottle of spirits and took a swig.

His vicissitudes of life and sorrow are printed on the icy surface of Guanghua.

A beard covered his facial features, making it hard to tell where the nose was and the mouth was, and dirt covered his skin and clothes.

The original white shoes turned black, and because of mold, they turned back to white again.

He couldn't help secretly admiring the survival ability of these molds, even in such an environment, they could reproduce smoothly.

However, he is a human being, after all, he is not as strong as these molds.

Wiping the tears off his face, he let out a sigh of relief.

When did it start?What made me become what I am today?
He once had a beautiful wife who graduated from MIT and was a genius in bioengineering.

The two met in the same school. At that time, I was still very young, I liked to wear black clothes, and I liked rugby.

He is rich and capable, and he is very popular with women in school. Like most adolescent boys, he often goes out with those wild women.

At least until I met my wife.

Up to now, he still remembered that the woman from Huaguo scolded herself as an invertebrate in public at the fellowship party.

Am I really a spineless man like she said?Then why did she still marry me, if she didn't marry me...

"The newborn is positive! Are you still a man?"

"You can't even protect your wife and children!"

"Are you really going to give the succession to your father as a carrier for his brain transplant?"

"No, you promised me, you can't do this!"

His wife lost her fertility due to an experimental accident, and since that day, she has regarded that sad clone as her son.

She gave him a name, using her own surname --- First Born.

"Chusheng Succession, what a great name. It's a good thing your surname is Chusheng, otherwise this name wouldn't be possible!"

The first-born monk Zhengzhang Er couldn't figure it out and asked, "The first-born succession? What do you mean?"

The wife smiled and said to herself: "What did you go to college for? You are still a student of MIT Biogenetic Engineering!"

Chusheng was embarrassed and said: "At that time, I went fooling around!"

The wife said sternly: "Primary succession is an academic term! It symbolizes the first origin, evolution, and change of a species. Our son is a copy of God, so he will definitely grow up to be the best in a society of natural selection." Excellent people!"

Chusheng Zhengdao: "Hey! Don't get too involved in the show, this is a carrier for father. With this physical body, no one will be his opponent anymore."

The wife said: "What's the matter? It will take a long time until his skull grows to the size of an adult's brain!"

He knew that his wife had been brooding about his inability to conceive, so he didn't stop her.

In the following year, the wife raised the child as her own offspring.

She taught her to talk, told him stories, put him to sleep.

It was then that he realized the importance of a child to a family.

After all, no family is complete without children.

Gradually, he also regarded that clone as his own child.

When the weather is good, he will rent a boat and take them fishing together.

When the kid grows up, he can teach him football and tell him that he was the best quarterback in the school.

Now that I think about it, it was an amazing time, if only it could last forever.

All of a sudden, his soft sobs turned into sobs.

The wife lying in a pool of blood, the father holding a gun, and the newborn successor who ran away after seeing his mother die.

Half of the island was completely destroyed, and even if he was also a super evolutionary, he could not intervene in the battle that destroyed the world.

"Chusheng Yun! I'm going to kill you~~~"

"I'm going to kill you~~~"

"I will definitely find Winter City!"

"I want to gain the power of God there~~"

"I'm going to kill you~~~"

His shrill voice resounded across the vast snow field, like a madman from hell.

"I must kill you~~~"

"Only you, only you are unforgivable~~~"

As if afraid of his anger, the snowstorm stopped, and the sky began to appear vast moon and stars.

The glaciers that have been standing for thousands of years stand on the ground, and they look particularly magnificent against the moonlight.

He stood up, and continued to walk forward, towards the cold winter city that he didn't know where.

He is 40 years old this year, the fourth of the original Seven Emperors, and is known as the man closest to the three poles.

The Abyss of Heaviness——The first birth is positive.

(End of this chapter)