When I woke up, I conquered the end of the world

The instant bursting pain of the heart gradually spread to the whole body along the fingertips.

His chest rose and fell violently, his expression was distorted, and after breathing heavily, he clenched his chest tightly.

Sitting in the corner for a long time, so long that his whole body was stiff and every finger was trembling.

His fingertips trembled to the point of convulsions, and when he turned to the middle, he saw that Horsen's handwriting was scribbled until the next page was printed with shallow handwriting.

'That group of old antiques, do you think they can win?At the most important point in the experiment, I modified the data and adjusted the potion. As expected, the whole world protested and trembled, and various abnormalities in June Feixue continued to appear. '

'Countless short messages filled my inbox, and I was not in the mood to read them one by one. They were all questioning words. I only paid attention to the people I cared about the most, because my sister felt that my series of ridicule made her feel Body modification is just a rumor, and there will be no problems at all. She has no patience to continue entangled with Xing Shao. '

'I don't know if he will cry, but I'm really fed up, I think she kissed his lips on purpose in front of me, I'm really disgusted, I want to cut it off alive, let her cry, to survive You can't ask for death! '

Xing Shao bit his lower lip, his body trembling violently.

He seemed to see Horsen's ferocious expression at the moment, with a sinister and cold aura, staring at him, elegant white fingers, holding the dagger, gently cutting, separating the flesh instantly.

Perfect like a surgeon, but he knew that Holson had never been interested in studying medicine.

All of this experience is the result of Holson's experiments on countless individuals.

Panting heavily, he tried to calm himself down, reminding himself not to continue to be afraid.

'Amidst the irritability, there were too many letters in the mailbox, and I had no choice but to reply. I made up lies, saying that this was a normal phenomenon, and it was a phenomenon that appeared in the world in order to allow human evolution to reach a higher level. '

'I'm already prepared. If they don't believe me and insist on coming over in person, I'll just kill them one by one. Unexpectedly, those old guys are so self-confident that they don't care about these abnormalities at all. '

He turned a page and looked at a very small passage.

'They want to make him a famous instrument and sacrifice, I will not let this happen, I keep injecting medicine, enduring countless times of skin and flesh splitting, and experimenting countless times, I finally became the strongest. '

'I won't let anyone have a chance to hurt him, not even my sister who was so dear to me! '

'The end of the world, come on. '

He recalled how helpless and painful he was at that moment.

In the first moment of the end of the world, when he crawled out of the ruins, the first thing he saw was Horsen.

But he also thought of the moment of the explosion, Holson just disappeared into the sea of ​​flames.

Stubbornness, daring, and arrogance were all wiped out in this instant.

Many emotions surged out of control, and he tried his best to keep himself calm.

He pursed his lips and continued to turn the page. 'This is heaven!So many dead people, so happy, he can only rely on me in the future, finally only me in his eyes, he...is mine. '

He wasn't his, he was just... well.

Don't know what to do - forget it!

If you make an excuse, no one will hear it.

'I blocked the signal and sent rescuers. I successfully dealt with all the waste, and no one will disturb us again. '

He bit his lower lip angrily, and opened it vigorously, he stopped at a page indiscriminately, and saw what was written on it.

'I can't control my reason more and more, isn't it... Is it, I'm about to be driven crazy by the smell of famous equipment, no, I can't be crazy, if I'm not here, how can I protect him from being driven by other stronger The zombies bullied me, I could only cut off my thumb, watched it repair a little bit, I cut it off again, and used the pain to resist the smell of his famous weapon. '

'It hurts to cut myself apart, but when I think of him, I don't have to be afraid of anything. '

His eyes widened and his brows were furrowed in shock.

I never knew that Horsen still had this kind of thing to hide from him. It seemed that every day when I saw Horsen, I greeted him with a calm expression, and I was never attracted by his smell to react in terror with other zombies.

He attributed the reason to the fact that Horsen was too powerful and didn't need to be like other zombies.

But he didn't know that Horsen was patient and didn't attack him, yes, yes... there were so many bloody stories in it.

If he was injured, there was no way to avoid it, but he cut himself to pieces with his own hands, waited for the repair to heal, and then cut to pieces again, countless times, he couldn't do it when he thought about it.

Panting, he rolled over on the back.

He cried, he finally knew everything I carefully designed, but I still kept something from him, I didn't want him to know too much, anyway, I am a very hateful person, so just hate me like this. '

'Even if he hates me, I don't want him to pity me, pity me, or even love me out of sympathy. '

After reading this page for a long time, his eyes gradually became sore, and he turned directly to the last page.

'Great, he's finally alive, he's finally alive, he's finally willing to be by my side. '

'I don't want him to be afraid of me, I will work hard to get better, stop doing horrible things, and not let him feel pain. '

'As long as I say I like him again and again and don't let him leave my side, he will like me, right? '

'Well, what if you don't like me?I'm going to die, there's no point in living anyway. '

'He's actually right. If you like someone, you shouldn't add a burden to him. Perhaps my existence is only burden and pain for him. '

His pupils tightened suddenly, and he was silent for a long time, staring blankly at the bottom paragraph.

The biting cold penetrates deep into the bone marrow, like the sticky love that cannot be relieved.

Although Horsen is dead, he knows that the result of the entanglement between the two will not change with Horsen's departure.

***

That night, he had another dream. He dreamed that Holson was sitting at the dinner table.

He walked over and sat on the chair, but saw that there was no food on the table, only white porcelain plates.

And the pale and gloomy face beside him, with a ferocious arc at the corner of his lips, was raising his hand and handing it to the plate, the blade slashed down, and the rolled up flesh and blood crazily gushed out, gurgling blood, flowing down the arm, to the on the ground.

He stared blankly at the blood hanging down, like a long thin red thread.

The hoarse scream did not stop Horsen, and he made vigorous movements mixed with hatred, stabbing again and again.

His heart was clenched tightly and he couldn't breathe.

With black eyes, he looked at Horsen's opened lips, which were opening and closing, and didn't know what to say to him.

The sudden wetness woke him up from his dream, and he sat aside, clutching his chest, frowning sadly.

Facing the silence in the whole room, he kept whispering: "Horsen, why? Why do you like me so much, and I don't like you to the point of death?"

He couldn't hold back his tears, and bit his lower lip tightly.

Whisper again and again.

Repeat that person's name.

Only at this moment did he clearly realize that Horsen was really dead and would never come back to life.

"Stupid, why didn't you say it earlier? What kind of mercy, what kind of protection, do you think you are a hero?"

He choked up and took out the communicator, looked at the Vorn logo on it, and clicked the button to apply for connection.

The connection is quick.

"Xing Shao?"

He bit his lower lip, trying to keep his voice steady. "I've finished reading the diary."

"Oh." Vonn was very cold.

He whispered, "How's Holson's graveyard?"

"There are no bones left from the explosion, and the warship fragments can only be buried as ashes."

"Can I..."

"You hate when you're alive, but when you're dead, you want to pretend to be a good person, so why bother?"

He pursed his lips in embarrassment, "I didn't know Horsen before, but he did so many things...so..."

"So what? Our boss has been proud all his life, and has never cared for your sympathy. Go and celebrate now. This time you finally have no obstacles. You can marry anyone."

As soon as the voice fell, the communicator was mercilessly hung up.

He looked at the communicator, took deep breaths, stood up, and opened the door for the first time.

With crumpled clothes and a weak body, taking advantage of the opponent's surprise, he knocked out the servant guarding the door and dragged him to his bed.

Tie him up firmly, and he'll travel unimpeded, using a chip to open an underground passage and picking a ship at will.

He was going to Holson's cemetery. Although he didn't know what would change, he still wanted to see it for himself.

There are many things I want to say to Holson.

The speed of the spaceship was very fast, and since no one noticed, he arrived at a familiar land, and after landing, he looked at the most luxurious cemetery.

When he saw the handwriting written on the cemetery and the familiar photos, he felt like looking down on the world.

Looking down at him, he suddenly lowered his head, his cheeks were wet, and the deep and shallow puddles on the ground were like rain marks.

"You are so stupid."

"Did you do it on purpose? After you die on purpose, I won't live in peace either."

"Do you think my appearance is ridiculous and embarrassing?"

"You... Holson... can't you come out and mock me?"

His eyes were red and swollen, he wiped his tears and bit his lower lip.

With a wry smile, he slowly raised his head, only to see a pair of familiar military boots in front of him, running up straight legs. The man standing behind the tree was exactly the same as the face on the tombstone.

The hostility between his brows and the sinister look in his eyes are exactly the same as the dead Horsen.

He took a few steps back uncontrollably, kneeling on the ground.

Not caring about crying, he shook his head, stared at Holson, and asked sharply, "Horsen!? You, aren't you dead?"