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Chapter 529: Doomsday Wasteland

Multiverse, aquamarine world.

End of the calendar, year 102.

More than a hundred years have passed since the end of the world. Even if the atomic nuclei that split the entire world turned into strong light, many years have passed. The continent that was once enveloped by the sea has long been torn apart.

That horrific explosion made the whole world tremble and completely changed the fate of mankind. Complete continents were torn apart, and even the seas became dry. The terrible radiation caused mutations in various creatures, including humans.



Dark clouds were rolling in the sky, but no raindrops were seen falling.

It is like the calm before the storm, but this calm has lasted for three full days. The yellow sand like a knife is wreaking havoc on the earth. When the end of the world comes to this world, humans will recall their respect for nature, but this

But everything was already too late.

On the ground in the distance are a large number of broken cement boards.

The former high-rise buildings have collapsed, leaving only the broken walls corroded by the years. Steel bars are exposed on the ground, like the claws of the devil. In the corner, a red eyeball, a rat with rotten fur is gnawing on the same kind.

The corpse was suddenly disturbed by the sound coming from the sky.

It cleverly stopped and raised its head to look at the sky.

A crumbling spaceship appeared in the sky, and the garbage poured down like a torrential rain was thrown into the garbage dump below. A glimmer of excitement flashed in the red eyes of the mutant mouse, and it rushed forward desperately.

At the same time, with the arrival of the spaceship, the entire garbage dump was boiling.

Hundreds of mice swarmed in, and all kinds of mutated beasts came out of their caves, desperately fighting for the garbage dumped from the floating city. Some of them were on all fours, but covered with thick fur, possessing the appearance of humans.

Shape.

On the edge of the garbage dump, in a hidden corner.

"...Boss Wayne, the garbage ship from Floating Island has left, what should we do now?"

A hoarse voice sounded, making Enzo frown slightly.

"Damn, why is it so fast this time?"

"We must start taking action as soon as possible, otherwise all the good things will be taken away by others!"

"Shut up, we can't leave Enzo behind!"

"Idiot, do you know what you are talking about? The garbage ship in the floating city only appears once every few months. If you don't find enough food, are you going to make everyone hungry?"

"I don't care, I can't leave Enzo behind anyway!"

The sound of encouragement rang in his ears, and Enzo gradually regained consciousness. He tried hard to open his eyes, but found that he was extremely weak, so he squinted his eyes slightly and tried to observe the scene outside.

What you see is a ruin-like scene.

Several thin, monkey-like figures were arguing together. Most of them had their heads lowered, except for one boy who looked stronger, with a somewhat excited expression.

"No matter what, I, Wayne, will never abandon my companions!"

The strong boy's tone was firm, but at this moment, a sharp voice came from the side, gritting his teeth and said, "Then you do this because you want everyone else here to die with Enzo?"

"Then what do you think we should do?"

Hearing the sharp voice, Wayne seemed to be discouraged for a moment and struggled, "If we leave Enzo here, he will definitely not survive."

"Even if we stay here, what's the use?"

The sharp voice shook his head and said, "People who are scratched by zombies will eventually turn into zombies. It's just a waste of time for us to stay here."

Wayne bit his lip, seemingly unwilling to do so, and said, "What if Enzo survives..."

As he spoke, Wayne's voice became softer.

It seems that even he himself has no confidence. The number of people who are scratched by zombies is no more than one in 10,000. Those are very rare cases. This kind of luck has never happened to the people in underground shelter 72.

On the body.

"How about this, Wayne."

At this time, the owner of the sharp voice also softened his tone and advised, "You take the others to the garbage dump, and I will stay and watch over Enzo. If he can survive, how about we go back to the shelter together."

"...Okay, Uriah." Finally, Wayne compromised.

Several children under the ruins seemed to finally reach a consensus. Wayne took three partners to the garbage dump to collect the garbage tilted from the floating island, while Uriah and Enzo stayed here.

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"We will go back quickly, be careful, Uriah."

Wayne led his three companions out of the ruins. Before leaving, he couldn't help but give a warning. Uriah nodded to reassure them.

After Wayne and others left, the ruins fell into silence.

"It seems that the reincarnation technique is very successful."

In an extremely weak state, Enzo closed his eyes, but thought in his heart: "Using the notebook as a coordinate, I have traveled to the aquamarine world, but what's going on with this body? Isn't it too weak?"

As recorded in the notebook, Aquamarine World has come to an end.

However, after a hundred years of doomsday, the situation in this world has become more terrifying than when the notebook owner was alive. Even in Enzo's weak state, he can still feel the terrifying radiation energy around him.

"Forget it, let's recover some strength first." Enzo thought to himself.

It was extremely difficult for the weak body to even open its eyes. Fortunately, the body's physical strength was gradually recovering, although the lack of food made this process extremely long.

While recovering his strength, Enzo was also thinking quietly.

The owner of this body is also named Enzo, and the memory of a thirteen-year-old boy is recorded in his mind. He was born in the eighty-nine year of the end of the calendar, and grew up in underground shelter 72. As for his parents, they died in the wilderness long ago.

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Enzo, who lives with his friends, relies on the garbage dump near the underground shelter 72. Every once in a while, the people on the floating city will throw down their domestic garbage through the spaceship, and these things are exactly

The basis of Enzo's survival.

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Enzo was consuming the memories in his mind when he heard the sound of footsteps. His subconscious instinct made him feel a little uneasy. He couldn't help but open his eyes, and there was a gap that was almost invisible.

"...I'm sorry, Enzo."

Not far away, a thin young man named Uriah was struggling to hold up a stone and slowly walked towards Enzo. He was out of breath every few steps, and the originally pale color on his face became even paler.

"It's impossible for you to survive if you are scratched by a zombie."

"Instead of turning you into a zombie and posing a threat to your companions, I should do something. Although I am sorry to end your life early, but correspondingly, you no longer need to bear the pain."

"I'm sorry, Enzo."

"I have to do this..." Uriah spoke intermittently, her eyes gradually became firm, and she held a sharp rock in her hands.

Not far away, Enzo's heart palpitated.

"...What is this? A box on the ground?"

Enzo couldn't help but complain in his heart, could it be that this trace of soul would face death threats as soon as he successfully traveled to the Ocean Blue World? In that case, wouldn't he lose a soul in vain, and the more important coordinates of the Ocean Blue World.

"Chip! Chip!"

Feeling that Uriah was getting closer and closer to him, Enzo roared in his heart and forced himself to calm down, thinking about how to deal with the situation in front of him.

Although it came to this body, it was just a trace of Enzo's soul.

Even if he is killed, it will not have much impact on the body, but if he loses the coordinates of the Ocean Blue World because of this, it will obviously be a huge loss.

"The chip is started, please give the command to the main body."

The mechanical voice sounded in his mind, making Enzo feel a sense of safety. Fortunately, the chip bound to his soul also traveled with Enzo.

"Release all the adrenaline in this body!"

Enzo made a decisive order in his heart. Seeing that Uriah, who was holding a stone, was about to come towards him, he had to do everything he could to save himself.

"Ding! Activate the adrenaline in your body."

As the chip executed the command, a strong feeling suddenly spread throughout his body. Enzo suddenly opened his eyes and clearly saw Uriah struggling to lift the stone, preparing to throw it at him.

"Ah!!" Uriah was startled.

Enzo opened his eyes suddenly, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, threw the stones he was holding in his hands, and fell to the ground.

"Ulea..."

Enzo murmured to himself. According to the memory in his mind, among the six children living together in the underground shelter 72, Wayne has always been the eldest. Enzo has a brave character and is not afraid of death when fighting, so he is ranked second.

As for Uriah, she is the third among the six.

Compared to others, Uriah's body is weak, but her mind is very smart. She has used her wisdom several times to help the team obtain higher benefits, but her personality is too rational and seems a bit cold-blooded.

"Well...Enzo!"

Seeing Enzo open his eyes, Uriah, who was slumped on the ground, immediately pulled out the wooden knife hidden in his leg and looked at Enzo warily.

"Has it mutated so quickly?"

Uriah's eyes were calm and he murmured, "But fortunately, the newly mutated zombies are not very powerful in combat. I just need to be careful and I can deal with them!"

After saying that, Uriah clenched the wooden dagger in his hand.

"...I'm not dead yet." However, at this moment, Enzo suddenly spoke, his voice extremely weak.

"Have you spoken?"

Uriah was stunned for a moment. Zombies are not intelligent and cannot speak. Therefore, there is only one conclusion from the scene in front of him, that is, Enzo has not mutated yet and has successfully survived the infection after being scratched by the zombies.

"you are still alive?"

Uriah's voice was a little unbelievable. After being scratched by a zombie, the chance that the infected person would not mutate was less than one in ten thousand. He never expected that such a lucky thing would happen to Enzo.

Not far away, Enzo nodded slowly.

"That's great, bro!"

A hint of surprise appeared on Uriah's face. She quickly put away the wooden dagger, walked quickly to Enzo, took off her straw sandals, took out a biscuit from the sandwich, and fed it to his mouth.

Feeling the slightly sweet cookies melting in his mouth, Enzo seemed to regain some strength.

Later, Uriah took a small kettle made from the stomach pouch of a mutated mouse from the side and fed Enzo some water.

"Thank you." Enzo said softly.

After eating a piece of biscuit and water, his physical strength seemed to have recovered a little. Enzo was no longer so weak. He supported his body with his arms and sat up from the ground.

"Brother, you really scared me to death."

Next to him, Uriah saw that Enzo's expression had recovered a little, and he patted his chest and said, "I thought you were going to mutate into a zombie."

"Good luck, I got through it."

A smile appeared on Enzo's face, and he suddenly said, "Ulea just... wanted to kill me, right?"

Uriah's face froze, then shrugged.

"Yes, that's right."

Uriah did not defend himself, but said calmly, "I thought that if you were infected by zombies, you would definitely turn into a zombie, so I planned to end your pain early and reduce the burden on others."

Enzo looked at Uriah.

"What? Do you want me to apologize?"

Uriah's face was indifferent and said coldly: "I have said before that no matter who in our team is infected by zombies, he will be abandoned. Let alone you, even if the boss Wayne is infected, I will do the same.

practice."

"...You did it right." Enzo shook his head.

The memory in this body's mind has been accepted by Enzo. Therefore, he is very clear about the rules of the post-apocalyptic wasteland world. Only one in ten thousand people infected by zombies can survive. Therefore, almost all teams will

Throw away the burdens.

Fortunately, several people in Wayne's small team have deep emotions.

Otherwise, most scavenger teams, and even scavenger hunter teams, when they discover an infected person in their team, will immediately resolve the hidden danger and will not give the infected person a chance to mutate into a zombie.

"You understand best."

Uriah bit her lip and nodded slightly, then helped Enzo up and fed him some water. During this process, Uriah also showed a distressed expression from time to time.

You know, in the post-apocalyptic wasteland, water is extremely precious.

That is to say, the shelter only exists because of the water purification device. Although the water source obtained through the water purification device is also highly polluted, at least it will not reach the level where you will die if you drink it.

"Have a good rest, Boss Wayne and the others will be back soon."

Afterwards, Uriah helped Enzo aside to let him regain his strength, while he came to the edge of the ruins cave and carefully observed the outside to prevent mutant beasts from discovering this place and posing a threat to the two of them.

"...This is a really bad start."

Leaning in the corner, Enzo felt a little helpless. He finally traveled to the sea blue world, but ended up facing such a start. This body was extremely weak and might even collapse at any time.

"We can only take our time." Enzo thought to himself.

For Enzo now, restoring his physical strength is the first goal, and then he should consider improving the strength of this body and exploring the truth about the end of the world.


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