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 A majestic voice came from the mouth of the alley, which also paralyzed the dialect. At that moment, he really felt death.
 "Officer Zhang, how can I do this? I'm joking with this brother. Look at my knife. It's made of plastic. Can this thing hurt people?"
 When Huang Pizi heard the sound, his body trembled and said with a smile to the police officer who walked in at the entrance of the alley. Obviously, the police officer left a deep impression on Huang Pizi.
 This black eldest brother is a movie star!
 Dialect's rapid breathing slowed down, looking at the yellow-skinned man who was different from the other and thinking, at the same time, he also laughed at himself, he still had the mood to think about these things, and his heart was big enough.
 "Okay, let's talk to the police station about anything, little brother, are you alright?"
 Officer Zhang, formerly known as Zhang Tie, is the deputy chief of the Yingtian Police Station and a policeman who is deeply loved by the people nearby. He is in charge of the security of Jinghua University.
 Zhang Tie walked over to Fang Yan, helped Diao Yan spread out on the ground, and saw the saber on the side.
 "Officer, I'm fine." Fang Yan picked up his backpack, glanced at the saber on the ground, looked at Zhang Tie and replied, "Can I not go to the police station, there is still something in the school, I'm rushing back."
 Zhang Tie looked at the indifferent yellow-skinned man on the side, then looked at the dialect, and the real saber on the ground. Judging from his 20 years of police experience, this matter seemed to be more than just coercion. There should be other hidden meanings.
 "Students, don't worry. If you have something to hide, let's go to the police station and tell us. You have to believe that our people's police are just, for the people, and in the name of the people."
 Zhang Tie said, and gave Huang Pizi a special look.
 "I really don't need it, police officer, I..." Fang Yan said in a panic, and this expression made Zhang Tie firm his thoughts.
 "Let's go, it's alright, the black people can't make any waves." Zhang Tie pulled the dialect and walked towards his police car, turned his head and shouted at the black yellow-skinned man who was still standing there:
 "Huangpizi, do you want me to invite you?"
 The dialect being pulled by Zhang Tie has no love, so the concubine really can't go...
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 "Classmate, what's your name?"
 Zhang Tie took a cup of hot water from the water dispenser and put it in front of Dialect.
 "Dialect, the square of the square, the language that makes sense." Dialect picked up the water and took a sip, his eyes flickering.
 "Little Li, bring me my tablet."
 Zhang Tie called out to a young police officer, looked at Dialect and said, "Student Dialect, you have to trust our people's police, and we will give you a trial for real crimes."
 When Dialect heard this, he could only drink water slowly to hide his panic.
 "Brother Zhang, the tablet is here, and the page is already open."
 "Dialect." Zhang Tie fiddled with the tablet for a while, and his brows began to wrinkle.
 "Classmate, show me your ID card, or a communication watch." Zhang Tie looked at the dialect and said with a huge pressure in his eyes. This is a skill from many years of interrogation experience.
 "No, it's all lost, left in the wild."
 "Classmate, you'd better tell the truth." Zhang Tie fixedly looked at Dialect, and remembered the knife beside him when he lifted Dialect.
 "I'm really lost, I..." Dialect tried to justify.
 "Xiao Li, come here and take him to the interrogation room." Zhang Tie said coldly, looking at Dialect's anxious face.
 "By the way, do a scan of his face, I want to compare the portrait."
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 "Name?"
 "dialect"
 "age?"
 "20"
 "Birth place?"
 "Jiangning District, Nanjing City."
 "date of birth?"
 "1...October 17, 2083"
 "October 17, 2083, tsk, what are you going to do in Yanjing?" Zhang Tie looked up at the guilty dialect and said.
 "Walk around, see the prosperity of the capital, and take a look at Jinghua University."
 "Explain the origin of this saber. The stuff from 80 years ago is still imitated by the people, a 100 yuan sixth edition, and these bags of low-quality compressed food."
 Looking at Zhang Tie, who was not malicious, the dialect calmed down a little, and said calmly, "I found the saber and money in the wild, and I bought the food in a small workshop, and it's cheap."
 "Well, there is no birth record, no life record, except that you appeared in Xigou Town two days ago, your information is a blank piece of paper, black household." Zhang Tie looked at the dialect and said leisurely.
 "Aren't you going to explain it, classmate dialect?"
 "There's nothing to explain. I'm not a spy, I'm not a murderer, and I've never done anything illegal."
 "I know you haven't done anything. Looking at you, the country that cultivated you to be a spy is probably dead. If you were a murderer, you wouldn't be staying in this interrogation room now." Zhang Tie looked at the dialect and said with a smile.
 "Tell me about your relatives, or anyone related by blood."
 Hearing this sentence, Dialect's eyes dimmed, and he replied softly, "No, really no, not a single one."
 "That…"
 After a long time, Zhang Tie walked out of the interrogation room, looked at the sluggish dialect opposite the one-way glass, thought for a moment, and said to Officer Li next to him, "Little Li, you should put him in a single room first. I'm going to figure out how to fix this."
 After speaking, Zhang Tie turned around and walked towards the back, as if thinking of something, he turned his head and said to Officer Li: "He is still a child, and he doesn't look like a rapist. Treat him better. Don't mix with black people."
 Hearing these two sentences faintly, the dialect was a little dazed.
 Why don't I have all the necessary systems and rings for a traveler...
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 Two days later,
 "Dialect, wake up, come out."
 "Brother Zhang, can you leave?" Fang Yan said hoarsely, looking at Zhang Tie who was standing at the door.
 With deeply sunken eyes, bloodshot eyes, and haggard face, even Zhang Tie felt a little distressed when he saw it.
 "You can go, this is your temporary identity certificate and personal belongings, hurry up and find a place to sleep, remember to apply for your ID card in the past two days, buy a communication watch, this is my phone number, there are Call me for anything."
 Zhang Tie handed the temporary ID and backpack to Dialect, thought for a while, then tore off a piece of paper and wrote his communication number on it. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
 "Thank you Brother Zhang." Fang Yan said in a hoarse voice, picked up the things Zhang Tie handed over, and walked out of the police station.
 Blocking the dazzling sunlight with his hands, Dialect looked at the passers-by and smiled at himself. This future world is really unfriendly to him. He gave himself hope and gave himself despair. Now, he puts hope again. brought to me.
 After finding a hotel, Dialect hurriedly went through the housing procedures using the temporary identity certificate given by Zhang Tie, and fell asleep peacefully. When he woke up, the sky was completely dark.
 Feeling the emptiness in his abdomen, Dialect got up, took a shower, put on his clothes and walked outside the house.
 I found a roadside restaurant. Dialect ordered a few cheaper dishes and started to eat a lot, which attracted a lot of amazement from the surrounding people.
 "I haven't eaten in a few days. This is the first bowl."
 "It's the fifth bowl. Look, he's eating the sixth bowl. My God, is he the legendary pig?"
 Ignoring the gossip of the people around him, Dialect quietly finished the sixth bowl, burped and left.
 It is worth mentioning that the artificial synthetic food in this era has been very developed. Since there is not much space to feed poultry, there is no difference in taste between synthetic meat and modern meat.
 On the way back to the hotel, Dialect lowered his head and pondered the plan for the remaining three days.
 The problem of identity has been resolved, and the money on my body can only buy books and provide money for my own living. The hotel cannot be returned, and I live on the street and don’t know what accidents will happen, so I can only...
 "Big brother!"
 Dialect raised his head, stunned, then squeezed his fist and smashed it...
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 The past does not only exist in records, and the future does not exist in imagination…
 Individuals, countries, planets, universes… civilizations are never limited to this.
 When the real time travel happened, I realized that the individual is only a drop in the ocean in this infinite world.
 My name is Dialect. At that time, I was still an ordinary student until I made a choice…
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 We are at the helm of the earth’s 2,500-year wandering voyage;
 We drive mechs in a world where monsters invade;
 We save mankind in a virus-ridden world;
 We recreate a pure land in the city where the zombies are diseased;
 We have found civilization in the wild after the natural disasters raged…
 Above the vast ocean, Zhang Tianyuan obtained an island, and since then became one of the players in the lord game.
 He looked at his own base that could open the portal to the movie world, and couldn’t help but fell into thought.
 If he can bring 7 billion people from “2012” and 3.5 billion people from “Wandering Earth”, will he win the game?
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 Before going to bed, He Xiaotian just complained of boredom. 
 But after waking up, he found that the whole world had changed! 
 The light screen in the upper left corner of his eyes became his only support. 
 “Well, I can accept all of this. But at the very least, shouldn’t you tell me how to get experience points?!”
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 Chu Xiang wakes up and realizes that the world is dead…
 T virus ravages the whole world in a short time, only 10% of the 7 billion people have immunity, and More than 300 million people have died from the chaos caused by the virus. There are only 400 million human beings on the 510 million square kilometers of the earth. In addition, there are countless zombies and creatures infected by viruses, land, sea and air. They are all the time. Hunting the surviving humans…
 What school flowers, police flowers, hot flowers, radish flowers, in the face of danger and hunger, they are just the vassals of men, ‘the real thing to survive!’ Female star? Give you a box of pure and unpolluted mineral water for change? Jade girl? A bag of cookies, please dance and do it? Miss Qianjin? Sorry, in this world where ants can kill, they can only be eliminated.
 The food crisis has forced surviving humans to self-help in the wild. The neon-lit squares are now flourishing, and the once-populated buildings are now pigs. There is no shackles and pollution. Without nine to five and Sunday, when you are fine, you can go to the ruins to find valuable treasures. When you are bored, you can make friends with your former girlfriends…
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 Qinghe County master Gu Sheng died. She had a first class beauty, her name could move the world, but she still lost to the hands of a woman inferior to her. Gu Sheng was only able to understand that she was the antagonist of the heroine after her death, a cannon fodder.
 In a pure white space, Gu Sheng was expressionless because of the transmigration.
 System: “The heroine must change her fate, must fight against cannon fodder and the passerby to brush a sense of existence. As the master, you are their biggest stone in the way.”
 Gu Sheng’s eyes flashed and made a peerless smile, “Then let me see who is the stumbling block that should be trampled and who is the final winner!”
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 “When the Lord Jesus comes for the second time, those who died in Christ’s name will be raised from the grave first.”
 – “1 Thessalonians 4:16”
 In 2019, an outbreak of zombie virus quickly swept the world within months.
 Communications were interrupted, water and electricity support ceased, chemical plant leaked, nuclear power plant exploded, the world was reduced to be like hell on earth; without God, it became an era of legends and saviors, with the fire of survival instinct rekindled within mortals.
 Resident Evil zombie-theme in ABO setting.
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 Luo Feng led the world beast Morosa through the reincarnation and came to the origin continent...Author's Other NovelsThe Desolate EraSwallowed StarArchean Eon ArtLord Xue YingCosmic Professional GladiatorSeeking the Flying Sword PathCoiling Dragon
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 Are you interested in a game that doesn’t use gold? If this game is a 100% virtual game, are you not interested? 
 If this virtual game allows you to master extraordinary powers, are you not interested? 
 What if … it can make you live longer? 
 “Interested?” Zheng Dong laughed. “Come, sign this contract first!” 
 PS: 
 Zheng Dong: As an ordinary person who accidentally gets the design drawing of the kingdom of God, I can’t build a real kingdom of God, can’t I make a fake?
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 Worlds overlap, mystery descends! 
 Is it the end, or an opportunity? 
 The world complains about injustice, so when the opportunity comes. 
 Is it howling, or breaking the shackles? 
 Different people, different lives. 
 How to choose is entirely up to you. 
 Come on, choose your life.
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 But to build something you need resources and energy. To receive resources you need strength. To gain strength you need knowledge. To gain knowledge you… need strength? or a background? Or maybe a fully armed army of high tech robots who aren’t afraid of death?
 But is this legacy really for him to keep?
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