Zhang Meng slowly opened his eyes from the endless darkness.
His consciousness seemed to emerge from the deep sea and gradually regained clarity.
He felt that his body was extremely heavy.
Every breath seemed to extract the last of his life force.
He knew that his life span had come to an end, and the scenes that had played out repeatedly in his nightmares had now become a reality that he could not escape.
He was filled with regret at this time.
He no longer had the chance to enjoy the frivolousness and impulsiveness of his youth, the missed opportunities, unfinished business, and the sweet love affair.
The greatest sorrow for human beings is this.
In seemingly simple choices time after time, the wrong choice was made.
Every time it was a small mistake, but eventually it turned into a big mistake.
How he wished he could have another chance to correct those mistakes.
To achieve those dreams.
At the last moment of his life, Zhang Meng's heart was full of bitterness.
He closed his eyes, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes, dripping on the cold sheets. He whispered softly: "If I could do it again..."
At this moment, a pitiful voice sounded in his ear: "Zhang Meng, do you really want to do it again?"
Zhang Meng opened his eyes in surprise.
He saw a blurry figure gradually becoming clear beside his bed.
That is a naughty little girl.
Her eyes sparkled with curiosity and amusement.
There is a hint of mystery in the smile.
"Who are you?" Zhang Meng's voice was hoarse and weak.
Little girl smiles.
Her voice was like the spring breeze blowing over the lake, and like a bell.
"I am the illusory god of great mercy."
"Looking at your decent character, I can give you a chance to start over."
A glimmer of hope flashed in Zhang Meng's eyes, but it quickly dimmed again. "It's impossible, you only live once..."
Xiao Huan shook her head, her eyes full of amusement.
"Hahaha, you stupid mortal."
"In God's world, nothing is impossible."
"I can send you into an apocalyptic game. As long as you can pass it, you can start over."
Zhang Meng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the spark of hope rekindled in his eyes.
"Really? Can I?"
Xiao Huan nodded, with a hint of naughtiness in her smile.
"Of course, but this game won't be easy. You have to survive the apocalypse, and you have to pass all the tests."
"You know, according to statistics, the chance of surviving for someone who has not died is only one in a million."
"You should have read a lot of apocalyptic novels. Those who are cheated often have a hard time, let alone those who are not cheated."
"And you won't have to hang out."
Zhang Meng took a deep breath, his eyes full of determination.
"I'm willing to try, no matter how difficult it is."
This is nonsense, you will die of old age if you don’t try.
Xiao Huan smiled, waved her finger gently, and a ray of light surrounded Zhang Meng.
"Well, I wish you good luck, Zhang Meng."
"I hope you can come back alive."
…
When the light dissipated, Zhang Meng found himself standing on an unfamiliar street.
Surrounded by dilapidated buildings and abandoned vehicles.
The sky was covered with thick clouds, and there was a depressing atmosphere in the air.
There was a roar in the distance.
There are monsters!
He looked not far away and saw layers of fog, with some light in the distance of the fog.
He subconsciously thought of some apocalyptic novels.
There are foggy areas and light areas.
Is that the danger and safety zone?
He looked down at his body and saw that he had become younger and stronger.
His clothes turned into a post-apocalyptic survivor outfit.
There was a sharp knife hanging on his waist and a backpack full of supplies on his back.
It's not bad, it means it didn't crash, but at least it gave myself the initial equipment.
Zhang Meng took a deep breath, and he could feel his life force surging inside his body.
He knew that this was his chance to do it again and he must cherish it.
He began to explore this apocalyptic world. He must find food and water sources, and he must find a safe shelter.
He must face those mutated creatures and dangerous humans.
He must survive in this cruel world.
He took action immediately.
He moved cautiously toward the bright area in the distance.
Soon he walked in.
He found that the light was relatively safe, at least there were no roars coming and going.
He quickly found a dilapidated house in an alley and built himself a relatively closed house.
He saw the live broadcast of survival in the wild.
The anchor said: "The huge change in room temperature is the most important factor that rapidly shortens the life span of homeless people."
"Once you become a wanderer, your statistical upper limit of life span will suddenly be reduced to 50 years."
"The reason is that the huge changes in room temperature force your body to undergo intense consumption in order to resist temperature changes, depleting cell vitality and causing various diseases..."
"The biggest difference between normal residents and homeless people is not food and safety, but the huge difference in room temperature between day and night."
He thinks this is quite right.
Then he cautiously went out in search of food and resources.
On this day, Zhang Meng met a group of survivors.
They were led by a young man named Li Cang.
His eyes are sharp, his movements are quick, and his strength is very strong. He always seems to be able to find a way out of danger.
There is obviously a huge difference from others.
He even noticed that after a terrifying three-headed hound appeared, this young man was able to kill it easily while others could not kill it with a gun.
Zhang Meng felt that Li Cang seemed to have some special ability, like a "plug-in" in the game.
Zhang Meng knew that if he wanted to survive in this apocalyptic world, he needed to find support.
He wanted to get close to Li Cang, hoping to get his protection.
But he also understood that he had to give something valuable in exchange.
The other party obviously didn't want to talk to him.
And his efforts to close the distance were laughed at by the survivors.
"Look at him, how ridiculous he is, he still wants to have a relationship with our boss."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "That's right, he is just a man, what's the use of him?"
"Yes, it would be okay if he were an awakened person. He is just an ordinary person."
Zhang Meng was ashamed.
He wanted to turn around and leave.
Li Cang just looked at him indifferently and said nothing.
In this embarrassment, Zhang Meng suddenly remembered the existence of gods.
He knows that in this world, gods really exist.
They wield power beyond imagination.
At least that phantom god is real.
Zhang Meng decided that he would use this information in exchange for Li Cang's protection.
He then stated his request directly to Li Cang: "I know the existence of gods and I know their power."
"If you are willing to protect me, I am willing to tell you this secret."
A trace of surprise flashed in Li Cang's eyes. He looked at Zhang Meng, as if assessing the authenticity of his words.
In the apocalypse, information is power, and information about gods is undoubtedly the most precious wealth.
He naturally guessed that there are gods in the world.
This apocalyptic game is probably just a boring creation of the gods.
"How do you know the existence of gods?" Li Cang asked.
There was a hint of doubt in his voice.
Zhang Meng took a deep breath, knowing that he had to convince Li Cang: "Before I came to this world, I prayed to a powerful being for a chance to be reborn."
"I believe that that existence is one of the gods. I am willing to use this information in exchange for your asylum."
Li Cang was silent for a while, then nodded: "Okay, I promise you. But if you dare to lie to me, you will bear the consequences."
The attitude of others suddenly changed.
Those who had just mocked Zhang Meng now became friendly.
Zhang Meng had only seen such a sudden change of attitude on the face of a salesperson in his previous company.
He understood that his value was reflected.
As long as you don't endanger Li Cang's core interests and don't cause too much trouble, the other party will take you with him.
After all, he had real contact with gods.
And he believed that Li Cang had a way to confirm that he was not lying.
In other words, even if someone is about to die, he will be the second to last person in the team to die.
Zhang Meng breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he was at least temporarily safe.
Together with Li Cang and other survivors, he will face the challenges of the end of the world and find the hope of survival.
…
Later, Zhang Meng followed the group of survivors through the ruins of the city and came to an abandoned church.
The roof of this church has collapsed, and the sunlight shines on the altar through the broken windows, bringing a touch of sacredness to this dilapidated place.
The church has been simply renovated and is surrounded by fences and ditches.
But Zhang Meng didn't think this could stop those monsters.
In his opinion, that altar is more important.
Li Cang stopped and turned to face Zhang Meng.
"This used to be the territory of the gods, which could block the invasion of monsters," he said. "If you really know the secrets of the gods, then you should be able to feel their presence."
Obviously, this is the first test.
If he cannot do this, his value will be greatly reduced and he may become an ordinary survivor.
Zhang Meng took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and tried to feel the sacred power remaining in this space.
His heart was filled with awe, and he knew that this might be his only chance.
He hoped that the previous "phantom god" could be more powerful and at least let him feel a little bit of divine power.
He opened his eyes.
His eyes sparkled with joy.
"I can feel a bright silver flowing color on the altar," he said. "That is the breath of the gods. Although it is weak, it does exist."
A trace of surprise flashed in Li Cang's eyes. He did not expect that Zhang Meng could really feel the breath of the gods.
He nodded, with a hint of recognition in his eyes.
Anyone who is awakened can feel it a little bit.
But Zhang Meng is obviously an ordinary person.
And he was indeed up to something.
He has a simulated hang-up.
Can simulate the future of doomsday games.
It’s just that this hook is not very big and can only simulate the next 24 hours.
And unlike other novels, talents, treasures, experience, and even levels can be extracted directly from the simulation.
Isn’t that just making something out of nothing?
His hook can only give him information, similar to divination.
It's just that compared to divination, it has more interactions with oneself and can deduce the consequences of different choices in the future.
In fact, this trick is pretty awesome.
His ability to become an awakened person and his current strength depended on it.
As for Zhang Meng, his simulator failed to simulate.
This is why he gave the other party a chance to speak.
"Okay, I believe you," Li Cang continued, "but you still need to prove your worth."
Zhang Meng knows.
He must provide more information to win Li Cang's trust.
But I can't tell them all.
So he began to talk about his experience in the nightmare world.
Tells how he prayed to the gods for a chance to be reborn.
"I know that gods exist," he said, "and I know that they have the ability to change the world. If we can find them, maybe we can change the fate of this end of the world."
Li Cang was silent for a while, then nodded.
"Okay, I will protect you," he said, "but you must obey my orders. I know there is something you are not saying."
Zhang Meng breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he was at least temporarily safe.
He began to live with Li Cang in this church camp.
There are more than 20 survivors in the church camp.
There are only three women, all white-skinned foreign girls.
A radio operator, a doctor, a vase.
All three are from Li Cang.
He could tell this at a glance.
In this small survivor camp, Zhang Meng immediately saw the cruelty of the apocalypse.
The survivors fought endlessly for some resources and status.
You can't see the edge in Li Cang, it may just be a certain room in the church, where the weak are oppressed and the strong become secondary rulers.
Fortunately, now he has greater value and others dare not bully him.
And those men have very hard work to do every day.
Open up fields around the church and plant potatoes, cabbage, rye, sweet potatoes, etc.
Have to work 12 hours a day.
If there is no work, make traps and dig deeper trenches.
Go around to serve as cannon fodder and transportation force, and follow Li Cang to collect medicines and supplies.
In short, there is endless work to do.
As for salary, there is none.
If you don't want to do it, you can just go and mix it up in the mist.
Zhang Meng discovered that Li Cang maintained a basic order.
That is, as long as he doesn't kill anyone, he doesn't care about other things.
He also understood that if he didn't tell the secret of the god, the other party would take him back.
But status is to serve as cannon fodder and bait for exploration.
That's why others would ridicule and attack him from the beginning.
In fact, this is a simple means of determining status.
If he endures it, he will be at the bottom of the food chain.
And these days, he got the opportunity to work in the church.
Only five days later, he had to go out to explore.
"The doomsday will gradually become more difficult, so I need more helpers. Awakening has a high mortality rate." Li Cang also told him a lot of information.
Zhang Meng's heart sank.
Yes, if it is just a zombie crisis, a crisis with a fixed difficulty, humans can finally rebuild their homeland by relying on artillery fire and selected immune people.
But the fog monster in front of me is obviously not like this.
"Awakening requires entering the mist. If you kill monsters alone in the mist, you will receive the gift of the gods and awaken." Li Cang
