Miserables 101 [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Feng died in a car accident.

Or... more precisely, he would die in a car accident.Soon he realized that the oncoming truck, the exclamation of the passers-by, and the driver's face flushed with alcohol were just a memory in his mind.

Because the memory was too clear and real, Jiang Feng mistakenly thought that his death was the perfect tense, but it was not.Now, he was standing intact at the position where he was about to be killed, and his mind was blank.

It's not that the mind goes blank because of the fear of knowing that the time of death is approaching, but in the real sense, the brain goes blank.He has no other memories, except that he remembers being hit to death, and barely knows that there is a name named Jiang Feng, he knows nothing.

Ordinary passers-by pass by Jiang Feng in an ordinary way. Some people will look at him suspiciously, but no one speaks to him.

Too deliberate... Jiang Feng thought so.

No matter who, for whatever reason, told him so clearly, "Don't die here", it made him unexpectedly...want to die here.

He's such a badass guy.

Of course, it's not about dying.Jiang Feng believed that since the other party was so powerful that he could modify his memory to predict the future, and he cared so much about his life, even if he stood still and waited for the car to come up, the other party would not let him die.In other words, he was reluctant to let him die.

The favored are always confident.

Therefore, knowing that he was going to be killed, Jiang Feng did not escape.Not only did he not escape, he even leaned against the telegraph pole because he had nothing to do——

He took a cigarette.

"Mom! There's a big brother over there who smokes in public. He's a bad brother!" A childish voice sounded from across the road.

"Yes baby, we can't imitate him when we grow up."

Jiang Feng: ...the conscience of heaven and earth, he just wants to hold it for a while.

Fortunately, the stiff atmosphere didn't last long. The truck showed up on time, and drove towards him with all the details that matched his memory.

Jiang Feng looked at the little boy waiting for the red light, biting a cigarette, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and mobilized his facial muscles to make an expression that is defined as a smile in society.The little boy hesitated for a moment. Although his mother said he couldn't learn, covering his eyes was not a bad thing.So he let go of the hand holding his mother, covered his eyes with both hands, and laughed too.

One front tooth is missing.

When Jiang Feng put down his hand, he happened to see the missing tooth, so he actually smiled.

The boy's mother was very dissatisfied when she saw this, she raised her head and glared at Jiang Feng.But soon, the anger in her eyes turned into panic, and then a cry came out of her throat——

Even the pitch was the same as the one in Jiang Feng's memory.

It's just that the exclamation didn't end satisfactorily, it stopped abruptly as if the pause button had been pressed.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Feng discovered that there was more than just an exclamation.The Shiba Inu snorting on his left, the truck bumping into him in front of him, the signal light counting down on his right hand, and the missing person notice on the utility pole behind him that was blown off by the wind...all froze.

Only Jiang Feng and the cigarette in his mouth were left to move.

That being the case, he took out the lighter and lit the cigarette.Although strictly speaking he is still in public, but because he has not been observed, he is Schrödinger's smoking, and all he needs to do is finish smoking before the end of the superposition state.

Just as he was admiring the smoke rising straight up in a windless environment, the windshield of the truck beside him suddenly reflected light, and then the originally transparent glass gradually fogged, and then words gradually emerged on it:

"Getting connection..."

"Connection established..."

"Data playback starts..."

Jiang Feng didn't give any response when the world stopped, so he didn't make a fuss because the truck's windshield suddenly started to play a video, just found a suitable angle and just watched it like this.

The picture of the video is relatively dim, and it can be seen that someone is struggling to survive among the zombies.There were no windows or doors in the room. There was only a wall made of glass on the left side. There were many bloody palm prints on the glass.

The person in the group of zombies is quite skilled, but the number of zombies is too many, obviously already a bit outnumbered.

Jiang Feng didn't pay attention to these things. He thought the people in the video were pretty and pretty, and it was very pleasing to the eye, but it's a pity that he couldn't see the close-up of the front.

What about the figure, thin waist, broad shoulders, long legs, buttocks... It's easy to fuck at first glance.

There is a faint explosion sound in the background sound. It sounds like the sound is coming from the direction of the top of the head, and as time goes by, the sound becomes more and more clear.Just by listening to the movement, it is not difficult to guess that something extraordinary is approaching.

But Jiang Feng didn't pay attention to these, because he waited for the close-up of the man's face.

Short cut, brown hair, single eyelid... No, it should be inner double.The eyes are narrow and long, and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, which is probably because of the haste of killing the eyes. If you look closely, you can still see fine bloodshot eyes.

I don't know, I thought it was just crying.

"This face..." Jiang Feng knocked down the cigarette ash, "I like it."

Just as he was talking, the brown hair in the picture made a mistake in aiming, and was bitten by the side of the neck by the zombie who caught the gap in the defense.Seeing this, Jiang Feng took another puff of cigarette and exhaled:

"After being stained with blood, I like it even more."

In fact, Jiang Feng was more concerned about the sound of explosions that were close at hand in the background than the fact that the brown hair was about to die.Without him, purely because it was too noisy.There is something like digging a hole in the ground, and it comes down vertically all the way. You don’t need to look at the picture, and you can imagine a dusty scene purely by sound.

"Hey—!"

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw that thing pierced through the ceiling and jumped down. It looked like a person.This very presence on stage attracted the attention of all the zombies almost instantly.

Jiang Feng: "Tsk, noisy."

With a whoosh, a steel nail was driven into the wall, with a wire attached to one end of the nail.Then the man moved around a few times, and easily tied the zombie in the middle of the room with a wire, unable to move.And he was holding the other end of the wire in his hand and walked towards the brown hair in the right corner. With every step he took, the wire became tighter.

Jiang Feng: "...exaggerated."

Because of the backlight, I couldn't see the face clearly, only the outline.From the perspective of the brown hair, the man and the shadows of the struggling zombies behind the man just overlapped, like a distorted whole.Like the man who conquered evil, but also like evil itself.

Jiang Feng was already shaking his head and sighing: "It's too contrived."

When he appeared on the stage, there was too much movement, and the fighting style was flashy. Although the light and shadow were used to create an effect that was both good and evil, it was handsome enough, but it was redundant enough.

Just when Jiang Feng was so disgusted that he didn't want to watch anymore, the person in the camera was getting closer and closer, close enough to see clearly, the other party——

With the same face as him.

Jiang Feng: ...

Well, if no one observes his embarrassment, then his embarrassment does not exist.

He doesn't have the corresponding memory, but it's nothing unusual, after all, he doesn't have any memory in the first place.After realizing that the person who appeared was himself, Jiang Feng held the attitude of seeing what he could do, and finally reluctantly watched it.However, the plot after that is indeed rather lacklustre, nothing more than the support of the two people all the way, groping into the deeper layers of the building.

The brown hair was infected, and it didn't take long for his mobility to be affected.In the end, "he" in the video successfully found the antibody and merged with the brown hair that was placed in a safer place.

The screen that was playing all the time was stagnated at the scene where the two people looked at each other when he was holding the antibody.

A messy yet romantic scene.

Jiang Feng couldn't appreciate the beauty in it, he just thought it was a stuck picture.

A few lines of text appeared on the screen:

"What was shown just now is an event that really happened. And the character who appeared in the video—Chu Mingzhan, he will bring all his memories back to the beginning of the end of the world."

"And you now have two choices: A. Accept your first mission—re-experience the escape from the end of the world, and attack the mission goal Chu Mingzhan; B. Die."

The relatively large windshield is divided into two parts, corresponding to two options.The background behind the first option is the scene where he and Brown Mao, or rather Chu Mingzhan, are looking at each other; while the second option is the appearance of him being hit by a truck with blood flying all over the place.

Jiang Feng stared at the background of the second option for a while, "Life and death are trivial matters."

Then he looked at the first option, "It's just that this Chu Mingzhan... is obviously interested in me, and I still need to get a favor?"

Naturally, he didn't get any response, and the two options were still clearly there.

"It's fine if you don't make a sound," Jiang Feng crushed the cigarette butt on option A and extinguished it, "I choose this."

Traces of soot were left on the windshield, but the picture displayed on it was not affected in any way.Option A, which originally only occupied half of the screen, squeezed out option B on the right, and after occupying the entire screen, the stagnant picture continued to play.

The "Jiang Feng" in the video looked down at the person who fell on the ground, raised his hand and wiped off a little blood on his face with his thumb.Then his fingers moved down the side of the neck, straightened the collar of the other party very virtuously, and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't let you die."

Chu Mingzhan was already very weak and seemed to want to say something.

Jiang Feng really didn't bother to watch this kind of you and me, and he was the one who participated more in it.He lowered his head and drank another cigarette, and when he looked up again——

It was the scene where "Jiang Feng" put a gun at Chu Ming's heart.

Jiang Feng even put down the lighter, "What's the situation——"

Confusion and disbelief appeared in Chu Mingzhan's eyes under the gun, but he didn't know that the people who watched the video were more confused and disbelief than the people in the video.

It's a pity that no one paid attention to the complicated emotions of these two copies. "Jiang Feng" in the video spoke again, his tone as gentle as ever:

"Of course you won't die, because..."

He leaned over and kissed Chu Mingzhan's forehead, and at the same time exerted a slight force on the trigger finger:

"You will always live in my heart."

"Oh!"

With a gunshot, the light on the screen disappeared.All that was left was a windshield covered in soot, against which Jiang Feng's face was still dazed.

And the system that had been silent all this time finally responded:

"Jiang Feng, welcome back. The system has detected your options. Warm reminder: The target mission Chu Mingzhan will bring 'all' memories of the previous life before death, and return to the early days of the end of the world. Please be prepared."

"I hope everything goes well for you, and I hope you can spend every day friendly with the mission target in the last days."

Jiang Feng: ...