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 In the early morning in the park, a tramp, who was still a lunatic, rushed into the woods of the park.
 In addition, the other party is likely to suffer from some disease, and the appearance is too exciting, and everyone is speechless for a while.
 Song Qinglan took the flashlight in her hand during the monsoon rain and turned it off.
 In the darkness again, I heard him say during the monsoon rain: "Okay, you should look at the almanac before you go out. It simply broke the record of being discovered by the indigenous people the fastest in the history of the Guardian. No one is allowed to report back. If points are deducted, Team Nine Helping the grandson will surpass us."
 During the rainy season: "..."
 Song Qinglan's tone was as usual, pulling everyone out of the mysterious atmosphere.
 This is a reminder: they are guardians and are currently in a time and space where they shouldn't be.
 "Leave the person nearby for a while, naturally someone will find him and call the police again." Song Qinglan said, "I can't see anything in the dark, so we have to find a way to contact this space-time sky. When we go out, pay attention to the surrounding environment. Be vigilant and you may pass by the murder scene."
 Everyone: "Yes!"
 Before leaving the foothold, distribute the equipment as usual.
 Zhou Mingxuan opened the mechanical library, and had all kinds of long guns and short cannons, daggers and sabers. The guardian has the most advanced equipment, and everyone has their own skills. It is necessary to take the necessary measures at all times, and they must make all preparations for emergencies in future time and space.
 This was the first time to carry a weapon in a mission during the monsoon rains. When it was his turn, he chose a pistol that was commonly used in private training rooms in recent days.
 This gun is silver-white throughout, and the gun body is small and easy to carry and hide.
 "Diamond Bird." Song Qinglan stood beside him and said the name of the gun, "Imitated the style of PPK in the last century. Hitler and Bond have used it. Consultant Ji, you are very retro."
 "What?" During the monsoon rains, he was puzzled, and he could see that he was retro with a gun?
 Song Qinglan didn't explain why he said that, but said: "If this situation is mine, I will try my best to choose a weapon that can better protect myself. However, it suits you well."
 During the rainy season: "..." He knew that someone in the army called the Diamond Bird a woman's gun.
 Song Qinglan is good at close combat, and her tight and well-proportioned muscles also illustrate this point.
 I saw that he methodically picked two sabers and inserted them into the straps tied to his slender legs, then chose a pair of gloves, a pair of fist hooks, and finally a shotgun.
 Sleep.
 -It is the code name of this gun. It is not light in weight and has great lethality, just like the feeling that Song Qinglan brings to people. It is presumptuous and domineering, and it is hard to ignore.
 After selecting the equipment, Song Qinglan asked: "Weapons should be used when they should be used. It is best not to leave your body. But do you know what to do if you are discovered by the aborigines?"
 When he looked at the monsoon rain in front of him with dark eyes, he was a little ridiculous and taught him: "Just say you are a policeman."
 Walking out of the woods, everyone found that the place they arrived was a park.
 Song Qinglan was right. They just came to the main road of the park and found a corpse under the street lamp. It was said that it was one, but it was not. The corpse was only half left, and the wound was bitten by some animal, which made people quickly think of the crazily mad tramp.
 Combined with the meat on the tramp just now, everyone was nauseous.
 Could this be eaten?
 This is not only the first time they were discovered by the aborigines, but also the heaviest taste.
 This is a large forest park, located in the middle of the city, surrounded by tall buildings. It was already five o'clock in the morning, and there should have been morning exercisers and elderly people taking a walk in the park to exercise, but there was not a single living person along the way.
 Garbage was blown everywhere by the wind, everywhere on lawns and benches, as if it had not been cleaned by sanitation personnel for a long time. In a depression, occasionally, dry dark red blood stains can be found on the road. It seems that more than one murder has happened here.
 Looking up, except for a few street lights in the park that were still on, it was almost hard to find a trace of light.
 Not only that, the windows of all tall buildings in the distance are black holes, and they stand lifelessly under the dark gray sky.
 Without the hustle and bustle of traffic and the familiar noise of early morning, the city was terribly quiet, as if it had fallen into dead silence.
 What is even more strange is that the farther away from the woods, the more obvious the rancid smell floating in the air, as if there are more unknowns waiting for them in places where they cannot see.
 What happened here?
 A wisp of pale white appeared on the skyline, and the sun was about to come out.
 But the huge park, which is uninhabited, is still shrouded in shadows, and it is extremely gloomy.
 Out of a sense of danger, Song Qinglan gestured silently.
 Everyone was on guard, lined up, and looked around.
 Walking on Song Qinglan's left during the rainy season, he held the gun with his beautiful fingers, and the action of loading the Diamond Bird was very neat, which had a tacit understanding with his teammates. But in view of the on-the-spot reaction when encountering danger during the monsoon rain in the woods, Song Qinglan tilted her head towards him.
 The meaning in Song Qinglan's black eyes is obvious: Go to the middle of the team.
 During the monsoon rains, he didn't have any consciousness of being a vase. As if he couldn't understand what he meant, he kept on moving forward.
 A few seconds later, he suppressed his voice and said very quickly: "Team Song, at eleven o'clock, the park management office."
 Song Qinglan squinted his eyes in the direction he said, it was dark there, and he saw nothing.
 During the rainy season, he said, "There seems to be a light inside."
 The minimum requirement for the observer's quality is to have ears and eyes. Song Qinglan regarded him as the eyes of the team when observers were too old, and never doubted the observer's judgment.
 Therefore, Song Qinglan said solemnly: "Go and see."
 Facts have proved that the eyesight during the monsoon rains is excellent.
 After reminding him, everyone walked a certain distance before distinguishing the buildings hidden beside the bushes. A sign hangs at the entrance of the low building: PU-31 Central Park Management Office.
 "What is PU-31?" someone whispered, "Is there no such place name?"
 Everyone is puzzled. The current time coordinate is Xingyuan 1470. Although they are from more than ten years ago, they shouldn't use this place name, right?
 With such a long distance and such a small word, I don’t know how to read it clearly during the rainy season.
 After entering the door, Song Qinglan realized that the so-called light was just a lamp on the solid wood desk in the corner.
 Can this person’s eyes zoom in by the focal length?
 The park management office was empty, as dead as the outside world.
 Several teammates entered other rooms to check. Song Qinglan picked up the communicator on the administrator's desk and found that it had been turned off because there was no electricity. The desktop was also in a mess, with keys, newspapers, registration books, and takeaway boxes.
 Soon Tang Le came out: "Team Song, a corpse was found in the bathroom!"
 The corpse in the toilet was dressed in uniform, and it seemed that it was the caretaker here.
 The corpse was lying face down on the floor, with a large blood hole in the neck running through the brain, turning over the rotten flesh and clearly visible arteries. Song Qinglan casually took a towel and wrapped her hand and turned the person over. As expected, this person was just like the tramp, with pale skin on his face covered with cyan reticulated blood vessels. The difference was that the corpse had a stiff face and his eyes were closed tightly. However, the screaming state before death was retained, maggots squirmed in the wide open mouth, making the scalp of the onlookers numb.
 In the small space, the air flow is impervious, the stench is strong, and there is a slight retching sound.
 Song Qinglan didn't turn her head back: "Li Chun, give me another try."
 The crowd crowded in the bathroom turned their heads angrily, and Li Chun innocently raised his hands: "It's really not me this time!"
 Standing at the door during the monsoon rain, covering his mouth and quickly walked away.
 Finally can't hold it? Song Qinglan thought.
 However, no matter who it is, he has no time to manage the mental state of the players now.
 He meditated on the corpse for a few seconds, instead of directly touching it again, but drew the saber from the calf strap and opened the deceased's eyelids with the hilt.
 Sure enough, like the tramp, the deceased's eyeballs were gray and white, and it was even difficult to tell which group of pupils were in the turbidity.
 Li Chun said, "Fuck, with the same symptoms as the lunatic just now, what is this? An infectious disease?"
 Recalling that he was almost bitten, that is to say, he was almost infected, Li Chun was terrified.
 Song Qinglan said: "It's possible, but we can't be sure."
 Plus the corpse in the park and other blood stains... Can a mad homeless man cause so many homicides? He expressed doubts.
 It didn't really vomit out during the rainy season.
 When Song Qinglan returned to the administrator's office, she was looking at the communicator that had no signal during the monsoon rains, except that her face was slightly pale, she had already organized herself.
 Seeing them come out, Monsoon said: "I found a video."
 "I found the charging port of the communicator in the drawer." I don't seem to be used to expressing my opinions in front of everyone, and continue without emotion during the monsoon. "After the communicator was turned on, I found this video that was downloaded a month ago. ."
 The communicator projected the video frame.
 A man with a pale face and cyan reticulated blood vessels appeared in the picture, his raised pupils were gray and he was rushing towards the camera frantically. The photographer screamed, and the picture was shaking. The man was pulled by the chain around his neck. The neck was violently pulled and bloodied, but even so, the man still rushed with his mouth wide open, and his throat uttered "Ho Ho Ho. "The roar.
 The photographer is a woman, and she cries in the video: "Help! Help me... My husband has mutated! There are many outside and outside! Help me, I don't want to die! I am not bitten! Who will help? I!"
 The video ended on the man's hideous face.
 Everyone shuddered.
 "It's a zombie!"
 "If it's really a zombie, how many of them are out there!"
 "Fuck it, no wonder it's so weird here!"
 "These are all videos from a month ago!"
 Just after watching a real horror movie, my face was strange during the monsoon rain: "The communicator has no internet, but I just received a letter message, which should be sent to us."
 Zhou Mingxuan wondered: "The information is on the deceased's communicator, but is the information sent to us?"
 He emphasized the word "we".
 This is ridiculous.
 In the monsoon season, this statement was affirmed: "I think it is."
 Song Qinglan said calmly: "Open it."
 The blue light flashes slightly, and the holographic projection gradually lights up.
 The team formed a circle and looked at each other at the information on the projection.
 [Welcome, guardian from Xingyuan 1456, welcome to PU-31. ]
 The familiar welcome speech of the Sky Vault system appeared, and it should have been a sigh of relief. Everyone felt a chill in their backs while wondering.
 Not only because this message was really sent to them, but also because the second and third lines of words appeared in the projection soon.
 [This jump has been locked, and will be unlocked after the mission is successful. ]
 [Task Mode: Ouroboros. ]
 [Task rules: death and elimination. ]
 "Look!" Tang Le, who was standing at the window, suddenly pointed outside and shouted.
 Everyone quickly walked over.
 All were dumbfounded.
 A black wall suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, spreading all the way from the direction they had just come.
 No, it cannot be said to be a black wall.
 If you have to describe it, it's like a black screen when the model game is loading. It moves quickly, submerging everything that can be seen from the sky to the ground, and it can't stop until the park management office.
 "Di—", the communicator emits a prompt tone.
 The last line of words on the projection appeared.
 [Task target: Dark Chaser. ]
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 Hyperthymesia. Those with this condition can remember every detail of their lives from something as significant as the world’s turning point to something as small and as insignificant as a minor fleeting thought. They cannot forget and their thirst for knowledge allows them to be considered genius in some senses.
 Legend has it that Ji Yushi was this kind of genius.
 In addition, it was said that he was gay and very beautiful.
 As soon as the news that he was going to support Tianqiong’s seventh squad broke out, it sent everyone buzzing.
 Everyone knew that the captain of the seventh squad, Song Qinglan, was a hoodlum and deeply homophobic.
 He not only relied on his super-powerful abilities to become the dark horse on the battlefield in less than two years, but he also hates it when those at the top forces a flower vase* into his squad.
 Sure enough, Song Qinglan announced in front of everyone, “Useful? Us brothers are going out there working ourselves to the bone, we don’t need a little genius who can only speedread quantum waves!”
 Later.
 The squad was forced into a dire situation during their mission.
 That beautiful little genius calmly continued, every gunfire hitting the mark, his fighting power peaking.
 Song Qinglan begged in front of everyone, “Adviser Ji, stay.”
 In the end, he added, “I’ll work myself to the bone for you.”
 *****
 Ji Yushi had a secret.
 He would often be awake at night, suffering from memory overload and recurring nightmares.
 There was only one thing that could let him fall asleep peacefully.
 And that was Song Qinglan.
 *Flower vase: Someone who only looks pretty but can’t amount to much
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