From a certain point on, the world that gave birth to human beings seemed no longer suitable for human habitation.
More than 90% of the world has become an unknown ocean, and the territory belonging to humans is getting smaller and smaller. Standing on the road and looking out, there is the sea a hundred meters away.
the endless sea,
On these smaller and smaller continents, people are struggling to survive, buildings are getting taller and taller, and the direction of future life is already heading toward the sky.
However, there is another problem that has to be faced.
There also appear to be viruses lurking in seawater.
There is a huge electronic bulletin board hanging at the entrance of Tsugaru High School. On it is the red list of grades. The first place is Wen Nan.
When he saw this, Wen Nan himself was walking under the red list without squinting, as if the numbers had nothing to do with him, while Tang Rou saw the red fonts electronically projected on the red list.
Zhenhui Key Senior High School.
Zhen Hui?
It's strange that Tang Rou's memory is full of traces of the city Zhenhui, where she grew up.
But another unrelated term popped up in my mind, Rakshasa Sea City.
Where is Rakshasa Sea City?
Tang Rou took out her phone from her bag, clicked search and found that among the thousands of entries, there was no content about the so-called Rakshasa Sea City.
There is no such place.
There is no Rakshasa Sea City in the world.
The atmosphere in the school was different from what was expected. It was already class time, Tang Rou was late because of something on the subway, but when she walked into the class, she was greeted by a lot of noise.
There was no teacher on the podium, and there was a lot of noise around. Everyone was discussing something intensely.
Some people even moved the table across the aisle in order to chat with others, and Tang Rou had to move over.
The schoolbag accidentally bumped into a classmate in the front row who was lying on a table seat. The other person raised her head, glanced across her face, and clicked her tongue.
He uttered a low and strange murmur.
"Another one."
Tang Rou thought the other party was talking to her.
But the content of the words was a bit strange.
"No matter how many times I change, what will happen? I can't go away..."
What is he saying?
There were people at the table next to me talking about the mysterious underground city. Everyone had just heard that a huge trading market had been dug underground in the non-jurisdictional area next to the border of Zhenhui. The area extending vertically and horizontally seemed to be as big as a small city. It is currently under construction.
, many people walked over and joined in the fun.
It is said that they also saw very high biochemical signs.
More people were discussing the news that broke out in the subway station.
"Have you seen it? The entire subway line has been blocked. The entire Danbei side has been blocked, and reporters are not allowed to enter."
"I know someone who does rescue work and knows some inside information. He said that those people died miserably. All the blood on their bodies had disappeared, and the flesh on their bodies was as shriveled as tree bark. It was scarier than mummies."
"I also watched a video and I scrolled it up. It was blocked after just two seconds of watching it. You don't know how bloody it is."
"Just talking about this, didn't you notice that the class teacher didn't come to class? I just went to the class teacher's office and saw him asking for leave to go home. He was vomiting and having diarrhea."
"why?"
"Because he saw the video you mentioned, the uncoded one, and he lost his mind after watching it!"
Tang Rou sat down in her seat. From the moment she stepped into the class, she felt inexplicably nervous and her palms became sweaty.
She frowned and clenched her hands, not understanding where this timidity came from.
The teacher never comes to class.
Not long after, someone entered the classroom and patted the table. It was a substitute teacher from the Academic Affairs Office.
He walked to the podium and told everyone, "Your teacher is not feeling well and has asked for leave. This class will be self-study first and a new substitute teacher will be assigned."
The classroom was quiet for a few seconds, and then burst into cheers. This thought, hearing that the teacher did not come to class or self-study, is a happy thing for students.
Only the boy in the front row still kept his head calm and his face calm.
The corners of his mouth pulled upward in a warm arc.
"Exactly the same, every time."
"What about in a moment? Are they going to attack the campus?"
Tang Rou always felt that he behaved differently from others.
The gloomy and depressive aura about him is not what a teenager of this age would display.
Someone next to her patted her shoulder.
"Lily, who did you come here with this morning? Is it Wen Nan?"
Tang Rou subconsciously asked, "Lily?"
The man winked and said, "Look at the shadow, he looks like the first in grade."
Before Tang Rou could answer, the man continued, "You have to be careful and stay away from him. She is the person Zhu Yaqing and the others are targeting. If you get closer to him, be careful of their revenge."
"Revenge?" She raised her eyebrows.
"Did you deliver the love letter she asked you to send?"
love letter?
Many more detailed pictures flashed through Tang Rou's mind.
The most wanton and beautiful girls in the class often used her as an errand boy, including delivering water, breakfast, love letters and other trivial and trivial things to Wen Nan.
Thinking of this, the thoughts in Tang Rou's mind began to become confused again.
In her memory, Wen Nan was a very unapproachable person. His personality was so cold that he could even be called a bad person. Every time, in front of her, he would throw the little things sent by errands into the trash can, as if he was cruelly punishing her.
Hit her in the face.
But this morning Wen Nan showed a very kind and helpful side.
And last night, Zhu Yaqing gave her a new task, to deliver a love letter to Wen Nan.
Knowing that the other party won't answer.
Tang Rou reached for her schoolbag and found several fragrant pink envelopes. At the same time, she also pulled out a small card.
My deskmate grabbed it first and let out a low cry.
"Song Biological Company? Isn't this the super powerful biochemical company often shown on TV? Why do you have their business card?"
Once again, a memory appeared in my mind out of thin air.
Tang Rou pulled back and murmured, "Stolen."
From her dad's wallet.
Are these really her memories?
Tang Rou was very suspicious.
No matter how you describe it, Song's Biological Company is unfamiliar to high school students, like something happening in another world and another dimension.
Tang Rou turned the card over and saw the project leader.
Song Qi.
My deskmate started asking again, "Are you familiar with Wen Nan? Why did you come here together?"
Tang Rou frowned, "I'm not familiar with it, it just happened."
Just as she was saying this, someone walked up to her and said with a strange expression, "Lily Zhou, someone is looking for her."
who?
The classroom suddenly became quiet.
Tang Rou looked up and found that everyone was looking in a certain direction.
A figure could be vaguely seen at the door of the class.
He was leaning against the railing of the corridor, his slender arms resting on it casually, and his skin was extremely white.
Just a glimpse of his back makes people feel relaxed and happy. The pure white school uniform is swollen by the breeze, making people want to sigh at a glance, it turns out that this is youth.
The expression on the tablemate's face was colorful and complicated, as if he was saying to her with his eyes, is this what you mean by unfamiliarity?
Tang Rou also felt embarrassed.
The person she said she didn't know a second ago appeared at the door of the class the next second, and asked others to come find her.
From the moment the top grader appeared, everyone's eyes were glued to him, as if everything around him had lost its appeal.
With a light on her back, Tang Rou walked over step by step, resisting the pressure.
The young man turned around.
The morning wind was quite cool, blowing the broken hair on his forehead, making the soft light brown hair messy, covering his eyebrows and eyes.
Compared with other students, Wen Nan's hair seems to be longer, even if it has not been taken care of.
But even if it is messy, it still makes people feel that this picture is extremely beautiful.
"Classmate Wen Nan, why did you come to me?"
The young man frowned and said, "You don't have to call me that." Then he added, "I saw that you were not feeling well this morning. I wanted to ask if you are feeling better now?"
Tang Rou hummed, "I'm fine."
Someone in the classroom stretched his head and looked out.
Obviously no one wants to miss such gossip.
Tang Rou felt embarrassed. Before she could say anything, she felt a touch of coolness on her forehead.
The young man's hand covered her forehead, as if testing the temperature.
A smile appeared after a long time, as if the ice and snow had melted, it was clear and beautiful.
"It's great that I'm not sick. I've been worried all morning."