If you dare to steal my life, I will show you my madness.

The programmer's eyes were red and filled with murderous intent.

His hands were clenched into fists, his nails dug into his flesh, and bright red blood dripped to the ground.

He seemed to feel no pain, grinding his teeth and snorted: "Why can they sit back and enjoy the results? Why should we bear the consequences?

The earth is in a mess and is not caused by our generation.

All humans and all creatures are the masterminds, and no creature is innocent!

But fate is so unfair that we, the people of the future ten thousand years from now, will become victims.

If the world respects the strong, then we will become the strong and build a new country! "

The programmer became more and more excited as he spoke, and the deep gloom in his eyes almost turned into reality.

"You don't respect life, and we don't respect you either. Heaven's way is reincarnation, and retribution may be late but it will come!"

Throwing the cigar to the ground as a modern man, he crushed it into powder with his feet to vent his dissatisfaction.

A few minutes later, the programmer let out a long sigh of relief, and felt the knot in his chest slowly unraveling as the cigar "crumbled to pieces".

Guessing that time was almost up, he slowly stood up and planned to go back to the command room to check on the situation of ancient marine life.

They are a bunch of ignorant beasts who are as ungrateful as modern people. They deserve whatever fate they end up in!

The Protoss base has a smoke exhaust system, and the smoke in the corridor dissipates quickly.

The programmer shook his head, feeling very energetic now.

"Brother, it's time to work!" He waved to the incandescent lamp and raised his feet to leave.

At this time, a person appeared quietly at the corner ahead.

He was a young man with gray-white eyes, as if he were wearing contact lenses.

The clothes were in tatters and broken into strips, which roughly covered the body. The exposed skin was whiter than snow.

Both arms were drooped, hanging at his sides.

He was swaying and unsteady. The pupils had no focus and just wandered around aimlessly.

Suddenly, the man seemed to smell something and sniffed hard.

The corners of his pale mouth curved into a strange arc, and he suddenly turned his head, his gray-white pupils looking this way aimlessly.

A chill shot from the tailbone to the sky. The programmer got goosebumps all over his body and his heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.

What the hell is this? It’s so scary!

"Hey! Which department are you from? Why are you pretending to be a ghost here? Believe it or not, I will report it to your boss...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the man running over quickly, and the powerful impact directly threw the programmer to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the man opened his bloody mouth, said "Ouch", bit the programmer's neck quickly and fiercely, and began to suck blood with a gasp.

The programmer's mind went blank.

what happened?

Play!

Today is not April Fool's Day, no! April Fool's Day is a holiday for modern people, and they, the gods, have never been able to do it.

Then this is...

Heartbreaking pain flooded into his mind, and he suddenly came back to his senses, feeling the creepy coldness on his neck.

it's too cold!

The other party's lips were as cold as ice cubes that were millions of years old, without a trace of warmth. The slightest touch made him shiver all over.

At least forty or fifty degrees below zero.

wrong!

This is not human temperature!

The programmer's eyes widened, and he suddenly remembered the various science fiction movies he had watched, and compared them with the mysterious man on his body, what a guy! Isn't this the legendary zombie?

Ahhhhh!

When did their protoss create zombies?

Do not!

They only caught plants and mice for experiments, and never touched people.

So, where did the zombies on top of me come from?

The programmer's thoughts were racing, and he obviously didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

It wasn't until he lost a lot of blood that he felt dizzy and his mind was in a state of mush that he reacted belatedly.

"Get away! Get out of here!"

The programmer pushed the zombie hard, trying to escape the danger, and quickly returned to the command room to report the news.

However, the other party did not give him this opportunity!

blah blah blah!

The other party bit hard and broke the main artery in the programmer's neck alive.

The last thing the programmer saw was the zombie's bleeding lips.

The fishy smell hit his face, and he couldn't bear it. He tilted his head and stopped breathing...

Everyone in the central command room didn't know what was happening outside.

The attack by ancient marine creatures caused damage to the base's circuitry, barely maintaining normal lighting, and most of the monitoring equipment was no longer visible.

But no one cared.

When the ancient sea creatures die, everything will return to its original state.

It's only 15 minutes, they can afford to wait!

"Why hasn't that guy come back yet?" A subordinate glanced at the programmer's position and said, "You're not secretly looking for a place to wipe your tears again, are you?"

"Who knows!"

Another person looked at the cards in his hand, king, king, three, four, really good, play well to ensure a sure win.

He couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth.

"That guy loves his wife and daughter deeply. He has been in this world for more than 20 years and has always maintained his integrity. Tsk tsk! He is a rare and good man. Whoever marries him will be lucky!"

Hearing this, the third person's eyebrows were filled with a hint of mockery.

"If you ask me, he is just stubborn. My wife and daughter are destined to never come back, so why indulge in the pain of the past and waste the good time in vain."

They want to live forever. Who can endure loneliness in their endless life.

Instead of pretending to be affectionate, it is better to remarry and have children openly.

"In life, you have to have some fun."

The first person to speak looked slightly stiff.

He is also an infatuated person, but he recognizes the reality early, observes filial piety for his wife and children for ten years, and then lives his own life.

Therefore, he quite admires programmers.

For more than twenty years, not twenty days, it is really rare for programmers to reject many temptations.

"You yourself have no conscience, don't complain about people with conscience!"

The third person threw out a pair of "K"s, but he was not annoyed at all and said to smooth things over: "Yeah!"

The tone was very perfunctory, and the first person to speak gave him a deep look. "Forget it, forget it! I won't fight anymore, it's boring!"

Dropping your picks in the middle of playing cards is just a fun way of thinking.

Others were not happy, but they made up their minds, took a pack of cigarettes, and walked out of the control room without saying a word.

"Why are you so angry? I was just joking!"

"If you have different personalities and don't talk much, conflicts will easily arise."

"It's okay, it's okay! If we invite someone to play together, it's just a small case!"

After shuffling the cards, a new game begins.

The leader was sitting on the upper seat, leaning back on the chair, looking at the ceiling with blurred eyes, wandering into space.

The cigar is good, but lacks staying power.

The last time he tasted that BD, he took a sip of Sai Shenxian. In the future, when the Gods rule the world, they will definitely let people plant them in large quantities and absorb enough for a lifetime.

While thinking, his eyes met a pair of blood-red phoenix eyes. The leader trembled with fright and almost jumped up from his chair.