Call of Eschatology

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Wen Yu opened his eyes vaguely, and his consciousness returned to his body with the alarm by the bed.

"This, this is ..."

Looking at the familiar rental house in front of him, and groping his intact body, Wenyu's thinking could not help but return to just now ...

Just now, Wenyu and his hunting team are on a mission.

The so-called hunting squad is just a third-rate squad in a third-rate gathering place, and the strongest in the team, Wenyu himself, is just a second-level fighter who has just transferred to a successful job.

For a team of this level, in the last days, everyone knows that this is a whole team of cannon fodder.

The so-called task is, of course, a cannon fodder-level task ... to attract the attention of a fifth-level mutant beast.

Then, draw it into the trap set by the main team. The huge rewards and sharp swords made Wenyu unable to say anything about this mission to die.

Unfortunately, cannon fodder can never change the nature of cannon fodder.

When Wen Yu's cannon fodder team came into contact with the target creature, it was facing a total of 3o third-level mutant creatures at the same time.

When Wenyu understood the status quo and turned to escape, the entire cannon fodder squad had been shredded by a third.

And Wenyu himself, one hundred meters away from the trap, was slap-slapped by the fifth-level mutant beast.

Then, when Wenyu opened her eyes again, she saw a small rental house that she had lived in for three years.

"This, what's going on?"

Wen Yu immediately stood up and stood next to the mirror beside her bed.

Looking at himself in front of the mirror, his thin body had no previous strength.

You know, before, although he was just a cannon fodder, he had the strength of a second warrior. His physical strength was at least about one ton. The muscles on the entire body were sharp and sturdy.

Now, the body text in front of him is weak, just like the big brother of a neighbor's ordinary.

The more Wen Yu looked at his body, the more familiar he felt. This feeling was as if he hadn't changed his job.

"Can it be?" Wenyu seemed to think of something, suddenly rushed to the computer, carefully looking at the date on the computer.

"May 25, 2o17, this is, this is the beginning of the last days, this is a year ago, is n’t it, you have been born again? You have been born again, ha ha, ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ...

Wen Yu's laughter grew louder and more mad, thinking of her past cannon fodder, smiling and laughing, tears slowly flowing out.

If I can return to life, will I still be a weak cannon fodder, and will I still accept the exploitation and contempt of the strong? Will I ever go back to that terrible life?

"Never, absolutely not, absolutely not." Wenyu yelled frantically, this is God's care for himself and his gift to himself.

Wenyu exhaled deeply.

"what……"

Suddenly, a scream broke the peace in the community.

"What the hell, let's not let anyone rest."

"Tmd is sick."

"Dead mother, so shy."

Countless screams came from the building, and many people expressed strong protests against the sudden screams.

However, instead of stopping, the screams became more and more intense, not only downstairs in the community, but even in the corridors, and in the home, different screams and growls were heard.

"Help, kill."

"Husband, what happened to your husband, don't bite me, ah, ah ..."

Wen Yu suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, quickly locked his house door, found a table and quickly arrived at the door, then quickly walked to the window and looked downstairs.

I saw the source of the screams in the community, a young couple who had just married, now suddenly showed affection in the square of the community.

The man held his wife fiercely and kissed the cheek of "lover" frantically. This was originally a good act, provided that there was no meat and blood in the man's mouth.

This scene was also seen by Wenyu in the last life, because this is the first picture that Wenyu saw when he arrived in the last days.

At that time, Wenyu looked at the splashing blood and eyes, and vomited all over the place. In this life, Wenyu could only silently say in his heart: "It's a dog."

Wenyu knew that the end of the world would come, and he was fully prepared for the end of the world.

However, limited to the preparations in my heart, I just reborn five minutes, OK?

Within five minutes, the fact of confirming and accepting his rebirth is already a type of strong mental quality.

Then, when Wenyu thought that he should prepare some supplies and weapons, the doomsday already kissed his bright head.

"God, you play with me again, what about the benefits of good rebirth? Without welfare, just give us a usable weapon." No matter how Wenyu vomits, this is the case now.

Wenyu carefully looked at his small rental house, trying to find something that could be called a weapon.

Then within three seconds, Wenyu was disappointed.

The rental house was originally small. Naturally, there was no room for another kitchen, so naturally Wenyu would not find anything like a kitchen knife or meat cutter in the house.

Helplessly picked up the fruit knife on the table, and gently scraped it with the hand on the tip of the knife.

To this day, Wenyu can only find some comfort on the fruit knife.

I took a look at the food I kept, as a 10,000-year-old single dog, an orphan without parents, and a otaku who stayed with the computer all day.

There are still a lot of things like instant noodles, in addition to a small pot of fermented bean curd.

I remember in the last life, I successfully relied on two boxes of instant noodles in the house for a month.

Before he died of starvation, he waited for the survival squad to come to search for supplies, and then began his one-year cannon fodder journey.

Wenyu carefully packed her belongings, put a few bags of instant noodles in her backpack, a few bottles of mineral water, and a few ham sausages.

These are the basic supplies you will take away. Then found a mop, stomped off his head with a few feet, and entangled the handle with the fruit knife. A simple spear was freshly baked. Of course, the specific combat effectiveness remains to be verified.

Pull out your Qiuyi Qiutao and put it on your body, and find some abandoned books and magazines, etc., wrapped around the wrist, these are their own armor.

Carrying his backpack and holding up his spear, Wenyu slowly opened a door slit, making sure there was no danger in the corridor, and slowly opened the door.

Wenyu lived on the third floor. After opening the door, the opposite door was hidden, and there was a strange noise.

"It's a good pair of old men. Let me help you out." Wenyu already understood that there was a tragedy for the loving old couple.

Wenyu quietly opened the door of the opposite room, and saw the originally kind old man with his back to himself, lying on his wife's body and biting.

The aunt widened her eyes and stared at the ceiling indifferently.

Zombie, the sign of the beginning of the last days.

It is generally accepted in later generations that with the opening of the demon channel, the leakage of magic qi has caused humans without antibodies in some genes to mutate into such rotten and dirty monsters.

Although horrifying and disgusting, in fact, these zombies are the most dregs in the early days of the last days. The body was corroded by magic gas, causing the softening and collapse of muscle tissue, making these zombies far less powerful than humans in terms of strength and degree.

As long as human beings can overcome their fears and have a weapon that can break the head of a zombie, even a woman can kill the zombie several times.

For Wen Yu, who survived for one year in the last days, this kind of low-level guy could not excite Wen Yu's fear.

It may be that the sound of opening the door disturbed the zombies who were eating. The old zombie slowly turned his head, and his pale pupil stared at the heavily armed Wen Yu.

Wen Yu naturally knew the reason to start first, and suddenly a flying slug kicked the zombies and stepped on them.

The zombies were constantly struggling, but without the strength to lift Wenyu, the **** mouth kept roaring.

Wenyu ignored the call of the zombies, adjusted the angle, and spears inserted fiercely from the eyes of the zombies. The zombies on the ground twitched twice and never moved again.

"Ding, kill one of the o-level zombies and get a little points."

Wen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the zombies lying on the ground, pulling out a spear, a puff of blood flowing down the wound.

Just less than ten minutes after the mutation, the blood in the zombie body had been obviously darkened. Wen Yu silently mourned in her heart, headed for the unacceptable aunt, and thrust a spear into the dead body's head.