the end of the heavens

Crackling!

The violent thunder light invaded along the water curtain, and the electric arcs visible to the naked eye jumped and flickered. The mutated people wailed and fell to the ground, screaming with their mouths crooked and eyes slanted.

"The physique is so strong that normal people can no longer take care of themselves..."

Russell was doing his little research, and the mutated people had insufficient IQ, didn't realize the source of the crisis, and once again swarmed up the water polo, grinning and showing off their power at the 'food'.

Through these nocturnal creatures, Russell roughly guessed the background of the world he was in. In order to express his gratitude to them, he stuck his palm into the water curtain and began to discharge at full power.

Crackling!

The dazzling strong light exploded, and the water polo was like a super-sized strong light, amplifying the light in all directions.There was a flash of brilliance in the night sky, and with the sound of popping beans, the mutants all smoked and died.

The mutated people watching from a distance were stung by the strong light, screamed and hid in the darkness, and after a long cry of "the idea hits the hand", they all ran away without a trace.

"Knowing you're afraid means you don't have no brains at all."

Russell sat in the driver's seat, took a nap with his eyes closed and waited for the sun to rise. If he guessed correctly, this should be the world background of [I Am Legend].

The male protagonist is the only living person in New York City, fully explaining what it means: start with a dog, and all the equipment depends on picking it up!

According to the mission setting of this Infinity War, humans and mutants are the two camps fighting, and if one side wins, the world will be finished.

So the question is, which camp should he join?

To support humans, you just need to protect the hero and let him successfully develop the anti-venom serum; it is easier to support mutants, kill the hero and his dog, and pass the level in an instant...

"How about I have a funeral too?"

the end of the heavens

Chapter 548 Hello, I'm Russell

In 2009, human scientists invented a new virus. After tens of thousands of clinical trials, it was confirmed that the success rate of curing cancer was as high as 250%.

The whole world is boiling!

People rejoiced and celebrated the arrival of the new era, actively injected the virus, and then... there is no more!

The cancer patients who were injected with the virus recovered and all died a few months later, uh... In a sense, the treatment was successful, and even if they died, these people did not die of cancer.

The matter did not end there, the virus mutated and changed from blood transmission to air transmission.

60 of the 90 billion people in the world died directly, and among the remaining people, 9 mutated into night demons that could only be active at night, and only 1 developed antibodies and could survive humiliation.

This kind of human beings live a very sad life, running around for food and water during the day, and trying to avoid being chased by night demons at night.

What's worse, you can't vote in the hell mode. In other zombie worlds, if you don't want to be a human, you can bite the zombies, but they can't do it. They have their own antibodies, and they will passively swear to death.

Colonel Robert Neville is a talented pathogenic scholar who serves the U.S. military. As the vanguard of virus vaccine research, watching the virus rampant, he can only do nothing.

In anxiety, he sent his wife and daughter to the helicopter out of the city, but witnessed the tragedy of the helicopter crash.

Losing his family, there is only one reason for Robert to live, and that is to use the immune system in his blood to find a way to reverse the virus.

Three years passed in a flash, and New York became a dead city, and Robert became the only human being left here.

Time took everything away, leaving only memories for Robert, making him struggle hard in loneliness!

Once, Robert thought that loneliness meant that there was only one person in the whole world, but when he was the only one left in the whole world, he knew what real loneliness is.

The so-called loneliness, you yourself are the whole world!

Although Robert was accompanied by a German black-back named Sam, the dog couldn't speak. He hadn't communicated with people for three years, and he barely managed to keep his spirit from collapsing by relying on the discipline of a soldier.

Persisting until now, he is almost unable to hold on anymore, he is eager to communicate with others, even a word.

"I am now broadcasting on all frequencies of A, and I will wait at the pier on South Street every day when the sun is at its highest noon."

"If anyone can hear, anyone, I can provide food and water, provide security..."

"If anyone can hear, anyone, please...you are not alone!"

Today, Robert drove to inspect his 'territory', and then took his family Sam to the South Street Pier, where he sat at his desk and wrote programs, using the strongest sunlight at noon to dispel the deep coolness in his heart.

His heart was already cold, he hoped, at least his body was still warm.

"Come on, Sam, it's still sunny today, let's go play golf!"

Robert left the pier with a smile. His golf course, also known as the Intrepid Sea and Air Museum, is an aircraft carrier transformed from an aircraft carrier.

Since three years ago, this place has become his private territory. Among them, the most famous blackbird reconnaissance plane is his favorite ball holder. Every time he stands on the blackbird and swings, he feels super handsome.

Obviously, this is a precursor to schizophrenia, and he has overdone it!

Bang!

After a swing, Robert raised his hand to block the sun and watched the golf ball go away. There was a sound of glass shattering, which made him look smug.

"Whoa, Sam, I'm getting better and better!"

"Wang Wang!"

"Hahaha, so you think so too."

Robert didn't notice that not far from the Intrepid Sea and Air Museum, a black figure was watching him maliciously. The gun head was raised and lowered, and finally retracted into the sleeve.

"I'm just too kind, I'm not cruel enough..."

Russell was a little melancholy. He found that he couldn't kill Robert. He rushed over with confidence, and his heart softened when he heard the radio.

Please...you are not alone!

This broadcast made Russell unable to make up his mind. If he really shot for the mission, he would not be able to turn back after losing the bottom line.

Moreover, Robert and Spooner from the [Public Enemy] world have a face. Looking at him, Russell remembered his youthful years. At that time... At the age of 18, he just graduated from the high school in Magic Pot Town, and he had no encounters. To the mature Gandalf, still a pure boy.

Youth is an era worth remembering. People can't help but want to protect it. It shouldn't be polluted by the dirty adult world!

After thinking about it, Russell decided to spare Robert's dog's life from his heart, and help him develop an anti-venom serum as soon as possible before the next group of reincarnators arrive.

"Boy, you are lucky to be transported to me, not everyone is as bright as me..."

Russell shook his head slightly, and drove towards the port where the aircraft carrier was located. As he said, Robert's luck was really good. If other reincarnations entered this world first, Robert would be dead.

Because the risk is too low, it only takes one bullet to kill Robert. Is there an easier task than this?

Bang!