Rebirth Doomsday Notes

Chapter 132 Volume 2: The Age Abandoned by the Gods 132: Seriously Injured Night Return

On New Year's Eve, compared with last year, this year is even colder. The mutated poisonous body is rampant, and the remaining residents of the town have basically been swallowed up.

Among the only surviving people, Du Fanxuan, who had the protection of the Yuan Dynasty, needless to say, and only a few hundred people from the supply and marketing cooperative remained.

However, even if all the mutated poisonous bodies were killed by Yuan Daxian, the remaining food in the supply and marketing cooperative would not be able to fill the stomachs of nearly 100 people.

It has been four or five days since Mr. Xu took people out to look for food. It was agreed to prepare food for the Chinese New Year meeting, but today is New Year's Eve, and no one came back.

It is inevitable that people's hearts will fluctuate.

Compared with the anxious and restless people in the supply and marketing cooperative, Du Fanxuan's worries were only a lot more.

As an important person who will develop vaccines in the future, if Mr. Xu, that is, Rong Yan, dies before the apocalypse, the future development of the situation will definitely change in another direction.

Rong Yan is the future chairman of the alliance. His life and death will largely determine the life and death of most people in the future, including Zhou Qing.

Liu Xie saw Du Fanxuan standing by the window and looking around from early in the morning. Although the child concealed it very well, in fact, the flickering eyes have already exposed the restlessness in his heart.

It's just that Liu Xie doesn't know why children behave like this.

Liu Jin was hugged by "mother", with the dragon tail hooking Du Fanxuan's arm, even if Du Fanxuan didn't tease it to coax it, just hugging it, the little thing was very satisfied.

Patting the little guy who was swaying back and forth on him, Du Fanxuan silently looked back, frowned and closed the curtains, turned around, Yuan Chi happened to be looking at him too.

"..." His lips moved, but Du Fanxuan hesitated to speak.

"You are not in a stable mood today, so don't practice, lest the demons invade and damage the Dao foundation." Yuan Chi looked at Du Fanxuan quietly, his eyes were cold, and there was no joy or anger.

Du Fanxuan swallowed what he was about to say, nodded, and walked out of the bedroom with Xi Ling in his arms.

Even though it was lunch time, Du Fanxuan didn't have any appetite. In Qingsi Yajing's kitchen, any noise was very clear.

Whether Yuan Chi noticed something was no longer the focus of Du Fanxuan's immediate concern, the most urgent thing was why Rong Yan didn't come back?

Thinking of this, Du Fanxuan couldn't help complaining to Rong Yan that he didn't stay in the safe zone, but stayed outside with a group of oil bottles.

Even if you want to protect the lives of those people, why don't you just take them to the safe zone? Compared with this precarious and precarious supply and marketing cooperative, isn't the safe zone built by the state more secure?

Didn't the previous self also hide in the safe zone, which saved his life.

With so many questions in front of him, Du Fanxuan was angry and worried at the same time. After only a few years of rebirth, many things have gone beyond his predictability and control.

Rong Yan is a big variable. Once he has an accident or even dies, Zhou Qing in the sky will also be affected at the same time. The key to rebirth will be broken. The current Du Fanxuan will no longer exist, and how will Yuan Chi recover his mana? ?

If the world crisis cannot be resolved within ten years, then history will also be rewritten.

20 years, 30 years, ... 50 years, even hundreds of years.

Apart from mutant poisonous bodies, what else is left on this earth?

The more I think about it, the more frightening I feel. Rong Yan is a person who can affect his whole body. He has worked so hard to make perfect preparations before the end of the world, but in the end he was disrupted by this person.

At this moment, Du Fanxuan wished that he would fly out like a moth and find the guy who was going around to die.

How could an ordinary person be the opponent of the mutated poisonous body? Not to mention that the whole body of that ghost is poisonous, and it can also unleash the ultimate potential of the human body. An ordinary person is no match at all.

Even if Rong Yan has a backhand and can deal with a mutant poisonous body, how can he deal with a group of them?

Du Fanxuan wanted to ask Yuan Chi to take action, but he swallowed the words after all. Right now, he and Yuan Chi are just using each other, and they are far from being that close. That would be bad.

What should I do?

……

A long and thin syringe, the blood-red liquid swayed in the tube, and the excess air was expelled.

"Xiao Yan, trust me, I'm sure you'll be fine this time, it's fine, it's fine! Trust me." There were still a drop or two of dried blood on the hem of the white coat, and the man who spoke seemed to be in his fifties. Full beard, wearing glasses with thick lenses.

The young man's limbs were chained, and his whole body was tightly tied to the test bench. The pungent smell of potion and the stench of rotting meat kept protruding into his nostrils.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuu!!~~~" His mouth was covered with tape, the young man couldn't make any sound, he could only widen his eyes and kept shaking his head to dodge.

Help! !Help! ! !

Who can help me! ! !

……

Rong Yan's eyes froze, and he stepped on the brakes quickly to avoid the danger of hitting the wall. The clothes wrapped around his waist and abdomen were soaked in blood, and he lost a lot of blood. Rong Yan's eyes were already blurred, but with a sane brain , Rong Yan vaguely remembered the general route back to the supply and marketing cooperative.

Unfortunately, as one of the symptoms of excessive blood loss, the body will also experience paralysis, making it impossible to move at all.

Unable to continue driving, Rong Yan pushed the car door with the last bit of strength, fell from the driver's seat, and fell heavily on the ground.

It was already late at night, on the empty street, the cold wind was howling, Rong Yan was panting rapidly, but it was obvious that there was too much air out and less air in, and it seemed that he was about to die.

Resigned to his fate, he threw himself on the ground, Rong Yan waited for the arrival of death with a dead face.

A closed door in the distance slowly opened a gap, a goose-yellow light streamed out, and the figure swayed for a while.

"Someone!"

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