Doomsday African Chief [Rebirth]

"Recently, sandstorms broke out in Xinjiang and other places in my country, causing relevant road sections to be closed for 24 hours...

A new typhoon eye has formed in the Pacific Ocean, and it is accelerating towards the southeast coast of my country. The Meteorological Bureau predicts that this year's wind king will form...

Next, look at the international reports...

According to relevant media reports in the United States, California wildfires have caused economic losses...

Sudden torrential rain in southern Australia threatens to cause flooding..."

In a bright and spacious bedroom, the morning news is constantly reporting all kinds of uncomfortable news.

On the big bed directly opposite, facing the sunlight through the gauze curtain in the bedroom, You Feng was sweating all over and clutched the sheet under him tightly, sucking in the surrounding air.

Suddenly, he jumped up from the bed and pulled open the half-covered gauze curtain. The glare of the sun made him close his eyes instantly. When he opened it again, the peaceful and serene atmosphere outside the window made him pull the gauze curtain instantly. down.

He propped his forehead with one hand, leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, pinched his thigh with the other hand, and cried out in pain, "Hiss—dream? It's not a dream..."

Staring blankly at the scenery outside the window, You Feng could still faintly feel the severe pain from the depths of his soul, and when he closed his eyes, he seemed to have returned to that extremely dark place. The soul is torn into flower fertilizer.

Leaning against the window, he took several deep breaths before getting up and picking up the phone that he had dropped on the ground.

"April 4st, 21 years, I'm really not dreaming, I'm back?" You Feng licked his chapped lips, sat on the edge of the bed with his legs bent, holding the phone tightly, staring at the time on it as if to The phone looks like a flower.

"Good morning, viewers, what you are watching is... it is [-]:[-] am Beijing time, first let's look at current political news..."

The TV on the wall was still broadcasting the program of the news channel, You Feng suddenly turned his head and stared at the small red mark on the lower left corner of the TV, "It's really 2019!"

You Feng's hand paused for a moment, and immediately took the mobile phone and broadcast it.

Beep...beep...beep...

"Hey, Feng Bao, you called me so early today, what's the matter?" A hearty and sonorous female voice came from the phone.

You Feng opened his mouth, a tear unconsciously slipped from the corner of his eye, fell on the carpet and disappeared in an instant, "Grandma... grandma..."

"What's the matter?" You Feng's grandmother instantly sensed that something was wrong with her little grandson.

You Feng covered his nose with the back of his left hand, exhaled silently, and said with the corner of his mouth bent: "It's nothing, I just miss you."

"Hey, you kid, didn't you just call last night." Grandma answered with a smile on the other end of the phone, and then said with a bit of nagging, "Don't work too hard, and you should rest more when you have time. most important."

"Well, I know, grandma, I'll go back tomorrow, you wait for me at home."

Grandma You Feng's voice immediately jumped a little, "Come back tomorrow! Well, it just so happened that Yuni's next door gave me two wild blue crabs today, waiting for you to eat when you come back."

"Okay, I'll go back right away, I miss the blue crab you made, grandma." You Feng blinked frantically, forcing the heat in his eyes back.

As soon as the phone was hung up, You Feng couldn't help but stood up, sniffed, and immediately booked himself a plane ticket for the night, planning to rush back overnight, this time no matter what he said, nothing would happen to grandma.

He turned his head and looked out the window, the sky in the distance was emitting a strange red color, no one would have imagined that this world would usher in a nightmare day in three days.

Three days later, all kinds of red light doors will appear out of thin air all over the world, and all kinds of strange door beasts drilled out of the doors will drag the world to the brink of destruction.

You Feng stared at the swimming pool in the center of the community. After three days, there would be a light gate. The gate beasts that ran out of it destroyed most of the community, and were finally wiped out by the rushing troops. However, the virus carried by the gate beasts However, the population in the vicinity was reduced by half, and it was not developed as a resettlement site until the people infected with the virus slowly recovered from their awakening abilities.

In his previous life, he was trapped in the community for more than a month because of the virus, and the awakened ability was just the most common power ability. After he spent more than half a year rushing home, his grandmother had passed away.

You Feng bit his nails, quickly went through the things before rebirth in his mind, found a notebook and listed all the important things, after a long time, he stared at the densely written notebook, and closed it heavily , into his backpack.

In any case, in this life, grandma must not be allowed to die alone in her hometown. He took out the real estate certificate from the safe, packed it tightly and stuffed it into a backpack. Even if the government wants to transfer it to other high-level supernatural beings, it must arrange corresponding compensation for him.

After tidying up, You Feng quickly went downstairs and got into the car and ran to those unofficial pharmacies. Most of the medicines he wanted to buy were prescription drugs, and regular pharmacies would not let him buy them without a prescription.

On the way, he bought a bunch of snacks and kept talking while driving. In the first year after the apocalypse in his previous life, a large number of plants and animals died one after another. The global population was directly reduced by 50.00% due to the virus. The amount that the beast devoured was simply not too miserable.

Even though plants and animals mutated later, the Academy of Sciences also researched new sources of food, but for ordinary supernatural beings like You Feng who lived at the bottom, the food produced by those mutated magic plant beasts was very difficult for him. If you can't afford it, you can only eat something like the stale wheat cake developed by the Academy of Sciences itself, which is simply a supreme torture to the stomach.

You Feng, who is used to wheat cakes with changed flavors, suddenly ate the freshly baked pancakes and almost burst into tears. "This is what people eat, but it's a pity that they won't be able to eat it in a few days."

You Feng went to several pharmacies and bought a large amount of medicines. He was holding a box of compound acetaminophen tablets, which is flutter sensitivity tablets. It can target the giant beast virus, relieve the symptoms of infected people, and improve the survival rate.

He tried to buy as much as possible, but because the profit of the drug was too low and the production was small, he went to several pharmacies and only bought [-] boxes.

After You Feng finished shopping, he went home and packed some clothes casually, locked the gate and went straight to the airport.

Sitting in the waiting room, You Feng let out a deep breath, carefully looked at the crowd around him, took out the mobile phone he just bought today, and after installing a new calling card, he hesitated for a long time.

It wasn't until the terminal called him to board the plane that he came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and sent the message he had carefully edited for a long time to the mailboxes of various government departments. He didn't know it for only three days. Will this idea, which seems like a fantasy, be directly treated as spam?

Just in case, he also posted information about eschatology in various forums, but he glanced at the people who replied to him immediately, and they were all a bunch of hahaha remarks, and no one really took it seriously.

Taking advantage of the last time before boarding the plane, You Feng went to the bathroom, wiped all the fingerprints on the phone, broke off the phone card, and threw the phone into the trash can. He just wanted to remind, but there was no Going to expose myself.

Then he carried his things on his back and boarded the plane without any regrets. He reminded everything that should be reminded, and he did nothing about the rest, and now nothing is as important as going back to see grandma.

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Copywriter:

One billion in debt, rebirth is the Shura field, what should I do?

Long? Former master writer? Lin said that he wrote a book "Investment Boss", with global blue-chip stocks on his left hand and real estate in various places on his right hand~

What should I do if the process of saving money is too slow?

In order to write "The Gift of the Sea", Long Lin, who memorized all the treasures of sunken ships from the bottom of the world, said that the "Jingli" of the Philippines is worth 20 billion to find out~

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Long Lin put his hands in his pockets, with a smug face: There is no such thing as a thigh hug, I can think about it.

Beep in a low voice: How happy you are to see the start-up funds.

Long Lin squinted, rummaging through boxes and cabinets: 1000 yuan? ? ?What can I do?Uh, can you go back and continue coding without being reborn?

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When Long Lin was in high spirits at the new book launch event, he was pushed down from the meeting place on the top floor of the building, and died 20 years ago.

Long Lin, who had already achieved a small success in his career, looked at the bare walls of his family and took a deep breath. His first thought was that he was really fucking poor, so he was so poor; his second thought was that the new article he was still serializing was destined to be a trap , I'm a little cautious; the third thought is that he didn't spend all the money in his passbook, so it's a loss! ! !

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