Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

It was a tall red man.

Is more than two meters tall, with a red trench coat and a red wide-brimmed hat, a perfect blend of evil and elegance. His face was hidden in the shadow of the brim, the outline was thin and the lines were strong. He stood straight in front of the door, squeezing his hat in one hand, and seemed to have been standing there a long time ago, surrounded by loneliness and gentleness.

"Blood, faith, wit, disadvantage, counterattack, extermination." He whispered and sighed like a poetry: "It's a good fight."

I don't care about this. This guy obviously watched the show from start to finish, which made me feel very unhappy.

"are you kidding me?"

I retreated to the body of the evil dog and pulled out the fire axe.

He giggled, as if his throat was filled with dry mud, as if trying to suppress some kind of madness in his body.

"Of course not, you passed the test. Congratulations, you are the first person to pass the level."

Despite that, I still can't let go. I think this guy is not normal. It is more nervous than the weird dog who can only hide. There was an unusual **** smell on his body, as if the red color was stained with blood. Bloody and madness seemed like storms and waves, which made me feel a kind of heavy and crazy pressure.

Has nothing to do with appearance, I think he is not human. This is the first instinct, I almost believe it.

"Don't be nervous, it's time to get to the topic." He said: "I know you have many questions, but I can't answer them one by one because time is limited."

He took out an hourglass, suddenly turned it over and held it on his palm, the sand slipped like water.

"Timing begins."

I stared at him closely, not relaxing at all, although he didn't seem to be an enemy. The sand leaked quickly, and my breathing was short.

"What is this place?"

"The Illusion of Doomsday."

"Why send us here?"

"To save the world." He said strangely.

"......"

Are you kidding me?

"Of course-seriously." He seemed to see through my mind.

"who are you?"

The arc under the brim cracked an arc, he was laughing, and there was a feeling of horror. The two eyes light up from the shadows, and the outline of the head is less like a person, more like a thick fog melting in the darkness. I seemed to see his body covered with ominous silk threads, flying like tentacles, but in a trance, nothing was left.

"I am the agent of the end, I allow you to call me-Carmen."

Finally, he put out a finger.

"last question."

I looked at the hourglass in surprise. If my eyes were widened, I really thought the sand had run out, but in fact there was one grain left, which was strangely suspended in the glass cone above.

An incredible power grabbed it.

"What shall I do next?" This is my last question.

The red monster who claimed to be Carmen made a fun nasal sound.

"It's so funny, little boy." When he turned his hand, the hourglass disappeared like a magic, and his body was gradually engulfed by the darkness pouring from behind, leaving only the sound to wander in the corridor. "Look at your wrist."

In my surprised eyes, the darkness receded like a tide. The wooden door at the end of the corridor was still open. The indoor sunlight was shining on the wooden tables and chairs. The empty room was clear and translucent, as if it had been purified.

Is really like magic. I walked in with such a strange mood, and no one was there. The room was unexpectedly clean and tidy, as if someone had taken care of it. The coffee on the table was steaming hot. The red monster really knew how to enjoy it.

But I have to continue fooling around in this world of scumbags.

He said that this is an illusion of doomsday, I have some doubts. The scenes of the end of the world are so realistic, I can feel the warmth of the sun, I can smell the smell of blood and fire, and the wounds on my body are also painful. If I die here, will it really die? The thought shuddered at the thought.

I began to summarize the information I got from him. There are many people like me who have been drawn into this world through special channels. This is what the "missing talk" of the old school toilets is. Despite this, I still don't see them now. Are they in this city?

In addition, we are here because this guy who claims to be an agent wants to save the world. His tone is as if the real world will become the same as here at some point in the future.

No matter whether he is lying or not, his existence itself is full of mysteries. It doesn't look like a real human being.

But as far as the doomsday scene I have seen now-the walking dead on the ground, the monsters rampant, the big summer is destroyed, all people, whether they like or hate them, die like ants and become monsters. Stool.

I hate such a world.

I don't know how many people he found, we are like brave candidates.

I like the role of bravery in TV series because they have the courage to take the responsibility of saving the world, which I can't do. I couldn't help crying every time I saw them suffer from those painful things because of courage during their life journey.

In spite of this, I have passed the age of interest in the name of "Brave", and I don't know exactly who can save the world.

As long as you think about these problems at first, it will become a cold night and the rain will fall on your heart. It was sunny outside, but I felt like I was having a cold dream.

I sat down at the table to sort out my emotions. The hot coffee was still full, probably because the red monster had no time to drink it. It's a pity to dump it. I wiped the cup with my sleeve and just drank it.

Unexpectedly, a tattoo appeared on the inside of my left wrist. The style is two black diamonds that stretch like wings. I guess it is something like the so-called "brave candidate". I touched it curiously, and my head immediately buzzed, as if innumerable images and texts had poured in, and my teeth grinned in pain.

The throbbing disappeared in an instant.

I moved my left hand away with fear, fearing to come back again.

What the **** is this? ?

Suffered such a big sin, but I seemed to know nothing, and it seemed that everything was in my mind.

what should I do? How can I leave here? Put aside to save the world first. If I stay in this world for too long, reality will definitely list me as a missing person and write a shameful pen on my personal resume. I have been struggling to maintain the image of the perfect first-class student will be defeated, which is too much!

"Let me go back!"

No one answered.

"Damn it!"

I kicked the chair fiercely.

"Review properties."

I mean what the diamond-shaped mark on the inside of my wrist stuffs into my head. It is like a game guide series, but it seems to come to mind only when the owner should know.

Name: Gao Chuan

Age: 17 years old

Occupation: Student

Weapon: Fire axe

Evaluation: E +

E level seems to be the most inferior level.

I sighed.

Scratch the room before going to the basement.

I drank coffee at a stretch, grabbed the fire axe and turned over the cabinet in the room.

I do n’t know who is the owner of this room. UU reads www.uukanshu.com. There are not many daily necessities. There are no weapons and medicines, and there are no items such as diaries and computers that record personal information.

I found a big box under the bed, which is a weird doll of the Halloween series. In addition, I also found a popular game console. The appearance is intact, but there is no electricity. Nevertheless, I am still very happy, because its price is very expensive, I have not saved enough money. This can save my always-dry wallet, I really hope it can be brought to reality.

I tucked my handheld into my pants pocket and lifted the fire axe back to the hallway.

Because of the heavy bleeding, the corpse of the evil dog almost appeared. The physique is a little bigger than I expected. The hair is very long. This is like a Scottish shepherd, but the vicious head is more biased towards the hound.

Name: Ghost Dog

Species: dead body

Evaluation: D

State: dying

It wasn't dead yet, it was choking.

I took a deep breath, tried to keep myself calm, and cut the axe down.

Split its head, cut its belly, its heart is still beating vigorously, the muscles and internal organs give people a feeling of vitality, maybe give it a break, and the grim head will regain Maybe it will grow back.

I smashed my heart, and all the sense of life disappeared like sea foam immediately. The huge body turned to ashes in a blink of an eye and collapsed inward with a deflated voice. At this moment, the diamond-shaped mark on the inside of the left wrist became hot, and I seemed to hear the sound of "zi". The ash was stirred by an invisible force, forming a spiral of mist of a height of half a meter.

I was surprised to see the spiral of gray mist gradually shrink and condense into a gray stone.