Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

To feed others by oneself, even if all the people present were once the ones being fed.

'I am against camping and I support the vice-captain's decision. '

'Me too. '

'And I. '

……

The sharp objections in the team silenced the man, and he even began to doubt his decision in his heart.

However, his silence kept him carefully guarded in a white mask, and the survivors all showed despair in their eyes.

They are to be abandoned again.

At this moment, almost everyone looked at the man who had saved them, but pushed them into the abyss again, with strong resentment in their eyes.

He seemed to want to try his best to argue for these survivors, but when he looked up at the indifferent eyes and cold attitudes of countless former team members, he finally closed his mouth without trembling.

What came into his eyes was an empty area with ruins and ruins. There was no place of refuge. Facing the aggression of countless people, after looking at the people in the mask, the man closed his eyes in pain, and with little difficulty removed the gun in his hand. Ability.

The acid rain fell on the skin, and the howling sound immediately sounded, sharp, ear-piercing, painful, and the sharp pain of the knife piercing into the bone made these people roll on the ground in pain, but every time they moved, they could only Bring blood covered skin torn.

The man clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He didn't dare to look at this kind of scene, but even with his eyes closed, the howls of misery still penetrated into his ears.

However, behind him beyond his sight, countless teammates looked at him with extremely strange eyes. It seemed that it was the first time that he really saw his captain clearly until now.

Just when the people on the ground were bloody and about to die, the man finally couldn't resist the guilt and pain in his heart and resolutely propped up the protective shield again, covering all the dying people in it.

At this point, someone immediately changed their faces, but before they could speak out, a slightly difficult voice was spit out from the man's lowered lips.

'If they are no longer a burden, then there is no need to die, right? '

Although the man at the front of the line didn't understand his intentions, he still nodded truthfully and said, "That's right. '

As if he had made a huge decision, the man clenched his fists and slowly closed his eyes.

'I have a way to make them awaken their abilities. '

At this moment, everyone present widened their eyes in disbelief, looking at the man standing with his back turned.

I heard a man's voice coming slowly.

'My blood, my blood can awaken their abilities, so... please don't abandon them. '

……

In the dark bedroom, the boy on the hard wooden bed slowly opened his eyes.

Those were a pair of dark eyes, but they were inlaid on a slightly immature face, showing a somewhat strange taste in the dim environment.

The line of sight touched the mottled ceiling as familiar as memory, and Cheng Yimo felt neither wave nor joy.

Like a rotting corpse, he just lay motionless on the bed.

Just like the time in my memory, I was besieged by the team members collectively, tied to the operating table at the end, gouged out flesh and bones, sucked blood and skinned indifferently.

When being besieged, Cheng Yimo was thinking about a question over and over again.

why?

Among those people, some lives were saved by him, some knelt before him and swore to follow him for the rest of his life, some were his most trusted good brothers, and some even wanted to save them even at the expense of exposing their greatest weaknesses. Those who came down, but why did they shoot themselves for a trivial matter?

He saved so many people by himself, why were those rescued able to stand on the sidelines in such a sensational siege in the base?Or even get involved?

They made a unified decision to attack the enemy's base, and they made a unified decision to kill the 'executor'. They said that living body experiments should not exist in the world, but why did everyone cry when they knew that the research and development in his hands was the last hope of the end of the world? Pointing the finger at myself who went deep into the hinterland and escaped death?

At first Cheng Yimo really didn't understand, but later, seeing those people tied him into the laboratory, seeing those people drawing blood from his body, gouging out his flesh, and seeing the greedy eyes on their faces, he understood.

All the accusations are just a fig leaf for their naked desires, and those onlookers are nothing but unfamiliar white-eyed wolves.

Thinking about the past, there are countless undercurrents flowing in the bottom of Cheng Yimo's eyes as dark as the sea.

So this time...heh...

At this moment of silence, the door of the room was suddenly kicked vigorously from the outside, and there was a huge sound and vibration accompanied by the shouting and cursing of the man outside the door.

"It's the labor's breakfast, you little bastard, hurry up and make breakfast for the labor."

On the bed, Cheng Yimo looked at the direction of the bedroom door, and there was a chill in his dark eyes.