Reborn group pet, the boss begs for forgiveness

Ye Xianglin's eyes were solemn and firm. He slowly glanced at everyone, with unquestionable determination in his tone: "Maybe, that person traveled to the future and witnessed the terrible natural disaster with his own eyes, so the government urgently closed the tunnel." Shen Bo's face turned pale as paper in an instant, his body trembled involuntarily, and his voice was full of fear: "If this is true, then we must leave here immediately! We can't delay for a moment!"

Momo nodded hurriedly and held Kong Linxiu's hand tightly. Her eyes were full of anxiety and worry, as if she was afraid of losing something.

Everyone followed Ye Xianglin closely, staggering but determinedly moving forward along the mysterious road. Every step was filled with deep fear of the unknown and an eager desire to survive, as if they were desperately escaping from the terrible advent of doomsday. The fog ahead was getting thicker and thicker, like a ball of insoluble ink, getting deeper and deeper, and it seemed that there would never be an end.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind came like a ferocious beast, with a sharp roar, blowing away the thick fog. A huge city suddenly appeared before their eyes, but it was in ruins, dead and lifeless.

Ye Xianglin frowned tightly, his eyes full of worry. He said in a low voice: "Looking at this situation, the future world has obviously suffered unimaginable damage..."

The ruins of the city were filled with a suffocating silence, as if the soul had been taken away from the body, as if a terrible disaster had occurred here. The walls were dilapidated, like an old man who had experienced the vicissitudes of life, with mottled wrinkles on his face, or like flowers that had been ravaged by a storm, withered and broken. The streets were filled with broken rubble and ruins, a mess, like land trampled by war, full of devastation. The wind roared in this ruined city, like an angry lion, making waves of desolate whimpers, as if playing a dirge for this once prosperous city.

Ye Xianglin watched all this with a sad face, and said to the people around him: "This used to be a prosperous and lively place, but now it has become like this." The others also watched silently, with shock and sadness written all over their faces.

"What should we do?" someone asked.

"The future world has become so broken that we must face these challenges," Ye Xianglin said firmly.

In the ruins, they saw destroyed buildings, broken windows and items scattered all over the ground, all of which silently told of the former glory and present desolation of this place.

There is no sign of life here, it is dead silent, with only endless desolation and deathly silence.

"This must have once been a prosperous and lively place." Wang Momo said with emotion.

With every step they took, they could deeply feel the sharp contrast between the past glory and the present decay and desolation, which made them feel heavier, as if a heavy burden was pressing on them.

"We can't give up, we must find the answer," said Kong Linxiu.

However, the scene before my eyes was more than heartbreaking, it was an appalling sight, like a shattered heart scattered all over the floor.

But they did not stop moving forward. They knew that only by gritting their teeth and moving forward could they find a faint ray of hope in the darkness and the answer they had longed for. With worries about the future and a sense of responsibility to the world, they resolutely stepped onto the thorny road ahead, bravely faced unknown challenges, and were determined to fight desperately to save this world on the verge of collapse.

In the difficult journey of seeking the truth, a huge question is like a heavy boulder, or a thick black fog, rising slowly from the chaos with a hint of coolness. This black fog is so heavy, like a heavy burden, pressing on people's hearts, making people breathless. Why did people suddenly disappear without a trace? Why did the government stop the tunnel project in such a hurry?

As the clues gradually came together like puzzle pieces, their heartbeats became faster and faster, their hands unconsciously clenched, and beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads. Finally, when the mysterious research institute hidden deep in the dark tunnel appeared before their eyes, they were so shocked that their eyes widened and their mouths opened so wide that it seemed as if an egg could fit in.

The institute was crowded with people, and there was a mix of good and bad people. A group of researchers in white coats hurriedly shuttled between the rooms, their figures looming in the dim light. Some of them had stern faces, and their eyes revealed indifference and cunning; others looked nervous, as if they were hiding some important secrets. Their behavior revealed a mysterious and terrifying atmosphere, which made people shudder.

The families of the innocent victims looked gaunt and withered, their eyes filled with endless sorrow and deep confusion. Sometimes they cried with their heads in their hands, their tears rolling down like a flood, soaking their clothes; sometimes they leaned on each other, giving each other faint comfort like candlelight, struggling in the abyss of despair. The families' hearts seemed to be eaten away by thousands of ants, tightly entangled in a dense web of lies and illusions, unable to break free. Under the double attack of ignorance and confusion, they were like lost lambs, at a loss.

The sweet words of the deceivers were like the devil's spell, which made them lose their judgment as if they were possessed by evil spirits, and rashly signed their names on the transformation contract, sending their loved ones into the tiger's mouth. Every stroke of the pen was like a sharp blade, ruthlessly cutting through their hearts, leaving bloody scars and excruciating pain.

Every life is like a candle swaying in the wind, lonely and fragile, shivering in the wind, as if it will be blown out at any time, ruthlessly destroyed and swallowed up. It is an unspeakable pain and despair, which surges into the heart like a tide, weighing heavily on the chest, making people almost suffocate and unable to breathe.

What is even more heartbreaking is that when the family members finally uncovered the truth, they were shocked to find that nothing could be done. Their loved ones had long been regarded as heartless guinea pigs by the research institute, and were ruthlessly dismantled and transformed into cold intelligent machines that are a combination of man and machine. The faces that the family members once knew so well have now become strange and cold, as if their souls have been taken away; the warm hugs that were once warm have also become the piercing mechanical touch.

At this moment, the family members were heartbroken, with flames of anger burning in their chests. They found it difficult to accept this cruel reality, as if the whole world had collapsed at this moment.