Doomsday crisis survival game

Endless hell, with no end, but that man seemed to be coming from the end of hell.

He was wearing a pure white ancient robe, had a short stature, and had hair that had grown too long because it had not been taken care of for a long time. His face was covered by a piece of red cloth with golden eyes and a strange pattern.

The copper coins and red ropes wrapped around her body were gone.

A young boy under the fluorescent tree No. 07.

But the fisherman's wife had never seen her before, let alone recognize her identity, but she felt that she looked familiar, with a strong sense of déjà vu.

The young man raised his head, his gaze penetrating the red cloth covering his face, as if he was looking through the body in front of him at the fisherman's wife behind him.

The fisherwoman's pupils suddenly shrank, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

——Discovered

She could sense her presence! And she came straight to her!

No one at the institute noticed anything unusual.

She definitely couldn't be a member of the institute. She was an experimental subject who escaped from somewhere, but she was more dangerous than the experimental subject because she could walk freely in the institute.

The institute would not allow a dangerous being to wander outside, but until now no one has discovered that a "test subject" has openly escaped from the laboratory, and she is walking freely in the institute, and she is absolutely aware of everything.

The fisherwoman was in shock.

how can that be!

But the fisherman's wife clearly realized that this was indeed the case.

This realization made her unbelievable. For the first time, she felt a sense of fear. She realized that the young man in front of her was a terrifying existence.

The instruments in the laboratory were still operating as usual; the meticulous mechanical movements and dripping sounds seemed to have turned into some kind of ancient and dangerous ritual.

The fisherwoman wanted to do something, but she couldn't control her body.

The young man seemed to be chanting something silently. It was a chant from ten thousand years ago. The ethereal chanting changed from calm to crazy, revealing the layers of twisted madness hidden beneath this world.

She raised her ugly yellow hands with red words on them, and everything in the space was lifted up by an invisible force.

The experimental equipment was folded and compressed, the water tank shattered, the liquid in the box was lifted away, and the surrounding scene collapsed and disintegrated.

The girl didn't feel any pressure at all. For her, tearing this space apart was as easy as opening a box.

Several pieces of floating flesh and blood appeared in the air. The flesh and blood squirmed and made strange and disgusting noises. Countless bloody hands stretched out from the flesh and blood, then retracted, trying to break free again, as if someone was trapped inside and couldn't get out.

The fisherwoman somehow recognized who these "people" were. They were all from the research institute. All of them were restored to their most primitive state - a mass of flesh and blood that could not think but could survive. This was the "infant" state in the boy's cognition.

Evil, weird, twisted.

In the eyes of the boy who had no self-awareness, she did not kill a person by tearing him apart and turning him over, but only changed his state, so that he would not pose a threat to her, and whether he could survive was none of her business.

These 'people' were already dead, they were just alive at this moment in time.

The fisherwoman's body was restored to human form, and she was pulled into this space by the young man.

She stood up from the ground and looked around. She saw scenes from other worlds through the cracks in the walls. She was shocked and realized that she was powerless against this strange power. She might also be turned into this thing by the boy.

But in this situation, the fisherwoman had no way to retreat.

"This isn't the first time I've seen you."

The fisherwoman took a step back and looked at the young man with unknown purpose warily and said,

“You showed up then, too.”

This is the "past", so the boy also appeared in the past that the fisherman's wife actually experienced.

The boy stood there looking at her without saying a word. She did not respond to the fisherman's words, like a statue that would never respond to anyone.

The pure and sacred complicated white robe she wore did not make her look compassionate and kind, but made her look more like an extremely dangerous and evil creature.

Empty and full of a sense of disconnection.

——There is no soul in her body.

Looking at the boy in front of her, the fisherwoman had this absurd thought: If the boy had no consciousness of his own, why would she do these things?

The boy walked straight towards her. The fisherwoman wanted to retreat but remembered that she had nowhere to go, so she stood there and waited for him to come over.

The young man walked straight up to her and passed by her. His withered yellow hand rested on the fisherwoman's shoulder and pushed her back hard.

The fisherwoman felt that she was being pushed away from here by an irresistible force.

She returned to the fishing boat in City R, and she returned to the sunshine.

The fisherwoman returned to the deck, and the bright sunshine shone on her.

She returned to R city.

Even though her body was bathed in warm sunlight, the feeling of being soaked in cold liquid had not completely faded away, reminding her that everything she had just experienced was not fake, and everything she saw was real.

The fisherwoman still felt a little difficult to breathe. The thing called fate made her breathless because she realized one thing.

The boy had approached her more than once, this was the second time and also the first time.

She had looked for her that year, but the fisherwoman did not have the ability to remember this matter at that time. When the fisherwoman was lost in another time, she appeared again.

Forty years ago, in the past that the fisherman's wife had truly experienced, the young man had also approached her and she chose her.

She helped the fisherman's wife to survive miraculously. She contributed to the fisherman's survival and was the reason for pushing it forward. This fishing boat that connected several times might also be because of her appearance.

Who is she and why would she do that?

The young man who was suspected to be able to control time and space could easily lock onto her. Even if the fisherwoman came to another time, she could find her directly and send her, a stranger who did not belong to this time and space, back.

The fisherwoman's transformation and her escape from the institute were also within her expectations, and the fisherwoman had no idea what she was, and before that she didn't even know she existed.

The boy had no kindness or malice towards the fisherman's wife, because how could a body without a soul have any opinions about others?

Will she appear again?

The fisherman's wife didn't have an accurate answer in her mind.

And that stinky moth.

Although Chen Dong'e helped the fisherwoman learn how to use the anchor and told her many clues, the fisherwoman still hated her because Chen Dong'e acted very self-willed.

If the fisherwoman did not find the way back, she would be lost in that world, unless Chen Dong'e knew that everyone she brought to the future world had the ability to go back.

The fisherwoman stood there and looked around, but did not see Liu Ye and the others on the boat. The deck was also clean and no one had come out of the boat yet, so it was impossible for anyone else to be there.

The fisherwoman habitually wanted to hold her forehead to ease her mood, but her gaze suddenly stopped. A thin light green thread wrapped around her right little finger and extended into the interior of R City.

The fisherwoman vaguely felt that there was someone in R city who was connected to her, and that she knew this person, so she went in that direction to look for him.