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 "Free surname Zhou, Rong Ma Rong Ma Rong, not Rong Huang Rong."
 "We squatted in this unlucky T city for more than half a month. We didn't touch a penny of the field subsidies, and the bullets and grains were bottomed out. The refueling of the soldiers was like a thief."
 "How do you say this virus broke out, a variant of rabies virus, or the desperate genetic tactics implemented by the US imperialists and Western powers against China? A few days ago, I followed the news broadcast, and even a television signal followed last night. Shortwave broadcasts are gone, but unfortunately I chased "People's Urban Management Team" and "People's Broadcasting and Television Bureau" which have not been interrupted for more than half a year. But most unfortunately ... "
 Zhou Rong clicked and caught fire, took a deep breath, and looked back at the crowds, the side windows of the carriage opened wide, and the wind poured in.
 "Leave ... Leave," said a younger brother. "Just turned out of the car window ..."
 "When did you leave?"
 "Newscast was there."
 Zhou Rong was silent for a moment, without regret: "It is a pity that I am trying to give him the eighth season of the People's Development and Reform Commission."
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 The tide of zombies was led to the southeast, and at the moment only a dozen living dead were wandering on the street. The young man rolled over and fell to the corner, and then stepped into a messy large pharmacy.
 The incandescent light flickered overhead, the wall was covered with blood spattering, and several incomplete corpses crushed the glass counter. You can imagine how terrible it was when the virus broke out.
 As ethnic and gender appeals have grown, Omega pheromone inhibitors have lifted bans in many countries, but they are also strictly regulated prescription drugs. The young man held the carbine in front of him, bypassing the body of the pharmacist and leaning over the counter, smashing the glass cabinet with a backhand butt, and when he saw the familiar injection, he took out his breath imperceptibly, quickly dismantled the packaging and dispensed himself Arm veins.
 The pharmacy has been looted several times, but there are still some supplies in the corner, such as protein | powder, nut bars, energy drinks, etc. He picked a blood-filled rucksack from the body, swept in all that he could bring, and noticed that he had pulled out two packets of water purifier.
 After doing this, he looked up and saw himself through the broken mirror by the counter.
 Motorcycle helmets and jackets are full of rust, jeans have no original color, and high-top boots are full of dried rotten flesh.
 Suddenly he found something, pulled the zipper slightly, and pulled a pendant from his collar.
 It was an ordinary brass round box, the size of a pocket watch. When opened, there was an old photo, pressed under a thin piece of crystal.
 A young couple smiles at his five- or six-year-old son, his wife is white, and his linen hair is colored amber eyes. Even with limited photographic technology years ago, his outstanding beauty is clearly visible; his husband is completely Orientals, with clear and elegant looks, are full of books, and have a very familiar face.
 -His own face.
 The young man closed his eyes, couldn't help breathing, and flashed through a few incomplete pictures in his mind: a jerking cabin, screams, corpses, flying cartridge cases, suitcases flashing cold silver ...
 Immediately, the camera zoomed out. Under the cold and gray sky in the morning, the military boots stepped on the grass roots and dew, slamming the eardrums of each soldier:
 "... There is no tomorrow, no hope. You can never wait for rescue, and no mistake is ever lost ..."
 "You will be the last living people on this earth to fight the undead! ..."
 The young man shook his head subconsciously, trying to rub his eyebrows, but encountered a hard helmet.
 "Be careful!"
 A huge force rushed from the side of the body instantly threw the young man to the ground—the sound of a loud bang, the young man's instinct was to hit the attacker's neck, but the next moment there was a deafening gunshot in the room!
 A torrential bullet blasted the warehouse door in the corner, and several dead people fell to the ground behind the door, struggling to twitch, and finally turned into a pile of flesh and blood.
 Zhou Rong lowered his gun, drew out his cigarette butt, and ran out casually: "Are you two okay?"
 The young man pushed away the "Sneak Attacker", turned over and sat up, holding his eyebrows with a split headache.
 "Hello, we just came in and saw the zombie pushing the door from the warehouse ..." Yan Hao got up, spreading his palms to the young man sitting on the ground. The latter supported his hand, stood up, and lifted the motorcycle helmet. "Thank you."
 Yan Hao: "..."
 "?"
 Yan Shuaiyan looked back. Despite the instinct, the flushing on Bai Jing's face was still obvious, and he coughed hard: "No ... nothing."
 Zhou Rong was quite interesting. After stroking his chin for a while, he smiled and asked, "Brothers are looking for food?"
 -If the masses in the last days voted for the ten worst rankings, this sentence would surely top the list.
 The young man didn't answer, picked up the backpack and threw it on his right shoulder, holding the carbine from Yan Hao, the muzzle pointed to the ground, and walked around the two towards the door.
 Zhou Rong grabbed his arm by surprise, "this ..."
 "You follow me?"
 The two looked at each other at close range. In the messy pharmacy, it seemed that an invisible bowstring was gradually tightening. For a long time, Zhou Rong smiled humbly: "What do you say, it hurts your feelings ..."
 "... responsible for the safety of people's lives and property."
 The young man looked at Zhou Rong again carefully and felt that he had made a mistake in judgment. This person should not be a local force, but rather a weapon that had stolen ordnance after being expelled from the team.
 "Hey look, let's go with us. No one beats your idea of ​​these two packets of biscuits." Zhou Rongshun flew a young man's shoulder with a piece of splattered flesh, and did not even feel sick, saying, "We want Go to the city center refuge and meet with your teammates, pick up the crowd, send a positioning signal, and notify the local government to send a helicopter to pick it up-T city will be cleaned by a nuclear bomb tomorrow, alas, this is my certificate. "
 Zhou Rong was full of blood-stained mittens, carefully drawing a cowhide envelope from his arms, and opening it was really a letter of introduction to the army with a red stamp.
 He arrogantly dangled in front of the young man, and treasured the official letter back into the protective vest, saying, "You can't go anywhere, personal heroism, or accept the organization ... What's your name? "
 There was a silence, the young man's eyes fell to the ground, and there was a overturned medicine box at his feet, which read "XX Sinan Traditional Chinese Medicine Pieces Co., Ltd. (Guangdong 2011XXXX)".
 "... Sinan," said the young man husky.
 "South to North."
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 After half an hour.
 "Their body fluids are highly toxic. The result of being bitten is 100% infection and death, followed by mutation. The mutation rate varies from person to person. The shortest mutation time currently observed is fifty seconds, from the heart of the infected person. From the start of the jump, the longest is more than twenty-four hours, during which the corpses and speed are the same as ordinary corpses. "
 Sinan raised his eyelids: "Where's the subject?"
 "Some of my team members," said Zhou Rong, spitting.
 On the left and right sides of the carriage, seven or eight special forces lined up separately, constantly bumping left and right because the front of the car hit the zombies blocking the road.
 On the side of Zhou Rong, Yan Hao touched a paper bag from behind him and motioned to the opposite Sinan.
 -In the paper bag are several pieces of high-protein chocolate and military compressed biscuits.
 Sinan threw the paper bag back to him, pointed to his backpack, meaning I have it here, and immediately asked Zhou Rong, "Are you the local garrison?"
 "When the virus broke out, experts thought it was collective rabies, so the first batch of infected people were sent to the army to take care of it, and the local garrison was logically extinct." Zhou Rong opened his hands and expressed his courtesy mourning, saying: " If you go to the military camp now, there should be tens of thousands of dead people with guns and ammunition inside, and there is a lot of towering ... it's a **** of a dense phobia. "
 "Then why do you come to T city?"
 "Perform the task," Yan Hao whispered.
 A glance at Si Nan's eyes, Yan Hao stared intently at the swaying floor of the carriage, his lips pursing a tight line.
 "Let's carry out the mission. We were out of luck. We encountered a zombie outbreak, so we temporarily changed the content of the mission and decided to go to the shelter to rescue ordinary people." Zhou Rongman asked casually: "How about you, brother?"
 Sinan didn't answer, "What's your mission?"
 He thought that the purpose of this team, like Tang Hao, was to seize Omega from the war zone, the so-called precious strategic resource. Who knew Zhou Rong sighed, and said, "Brother, take a little back ... the task object is dead, and you are afraid to take punishment when you go back ..."
 "Not necessarily dead," Yan Hao whispered suddenly.
 The team members looked at both of them. Zhou Rong asked: "Can you live after falling free from a height of nine kilometers?"
 Yan Hao was silent.
 "Rong brother!" The driver shouted in front: "The latest road map is out, come and see the down lane!"
 Zhou Rong got up and walked to the cab, wiped himself and patted Yanhao's shoulder again.
 Si Nan suddenly found that Yan Hao often appeared when talking with Zhou Rong, passing something or inserting a word, intentionally or unintentionally brushing the sense of existence.
 why?
 Yan Hao suddenly coughed with his fist and handed a box of soft Chinese: "Smoke?"
 Sinan's appearance was extremely oriental, but his pupils were as amber as his mother. When he stared at people so motionlessly, he often had the illusion of being cold like an inorganic substance.
 He looked at Yan Hao for ten seconds and shook his head. "No, thank you."
 "………………"
 Yan Hao was a little nervous, smiled at him, and smoked a cigarette, but did not light it, just tossing and playing around between fingers, as if to ease some emotions with this movement.
 After a while, Zhou Rong returned to the back of the car carrying the equipment bag. When Malaysian Golden Sword sat down, he sighed while digging out the equipment: "It's not easy-at the current speed, we will arrive at the refuge in two hours, just don't know the city center What ’s the density of zombies in the street. I ’ll go up and fire a round with a machine gun on the road. You take your time and sleep for a while ... why, brother, look at me? ”
 Zhou Rong opened the metal box of the firearms part, and took out a ruby ​​earring from a tool slot, and buckled it on his right ear.
 Sinan: "..."
 Si Nan was sitting opposite them, his eyes moved from Zhou Rong's ears to Yan Hao's ears, two identical rubies were shining in the dim carriage.
 At that moment the doubts were resolved, and he felt like he understood something.
 "I'm sorry," Si Nan said sincerely, got up and patted Yan Hao's shoulder, and headed into the front room without looking back, sitting on the co-pilot.
 Yan Hao: "... ????"
 There was a weird silence behind the carriage.
 However, Sinan was very kind and ignored, and nodded to the driver to disturb him, then closed his eyes and stunned. 2k novel reading network
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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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 For twenty years, Bai Luo had been thinking that he had been reincarnated in an ordinary world, until one day, a black book appeared in his mind. 
 “Is there magic in this world?” 
 Facing Bai Luo’s question, uncle Saros decisively said: “No.” 
 “But there are miracles.” 
 “What is a miracle?” 
 “It can be a sword that can release flames or a pot that can create gold” 
 “It can be a beautiful girl that was born from a fruit.” 
 “She can control fog, manipulate storms, and dominate lightning.” 
 “Magic!” 
 Bai Luo slapped the table and shouted 
 “That is definitely magic!” 
 “No!” 
 Uncle Saros said, 
 “This is really a miracle.” 
 Many years later, Bai Luo looked at the magnificent scenery of the country he had built. He agreed with what uncle Saros said, 
 “This is a miracle…”
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 Well-known Composer Fang Zhao was in the glorious stage of his career, when the Apocalypse arrived; After finally experiencing the bitter difficulties of a thousand dangers, when the Apocalypse was simmering down to an end, he collapsed; When he opened his eyes, he was reborn in a New World, 500 years after the end of the apocalypse, in the body of a student who had been dumped barely after graduation, who had been cheated of his hardwork barely after he started working… 
 The World of the Future, Virtual Idols PK Real Idols 
 “Every time background music plays in my head, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of.” —Fang Zhao 
 Toward the end of the apocalyptic period, Fang Zhao lost his life. However, instead of dying, he found himself 500 years later in the body of a young and aspiring composer who shared the same name. Having received a second chance at life, Fang Zhao sets out to achieve the previous owner’s dreams. 
 Armed with the experience of living through an apocalyptic age and his profession as a composer before that period, Fang Zhao uses his talent, wits, and knowledge to make his mark in the entertainment industry of the future.
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 The horror game anchor Xiao Tangqiu crossed into a horror game.
 He hadn’t yet cleared the instance when he met a man who was exactly like his childhood friend who had been dead for many years.
 Where did this cold and powerful mysterious man come from? Why did the brutal killing games happen so frequently? Why did his teammates go crazy in the middle of the night? Who was the ultimate mastermind behind all of this… Was it a distortion of human nature or moral decay?
 Please pay attention to the ‘Horror Game, Live Broadcast’ and follow the live broadcast of Anchor Xiao Tanqiu’s horror game.
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 A suffering MC novel—the main character must be forced to suffer, be oppressed until they’re hovering between life and death, dying and living here and there. They can have a golden finger, but before getting it they must pay the price. They can also have beautiful women, but all are snake and scorpion beauties, able to look at but not eat.
 “Curse” is just that type of suffering MC novel. The main character Xi Wei, after being forced to experience numerous sufferings, had, at last, become the most powerful, at the same time linking together with the world’s qi and fate. After he was oppressed too miserably, he committed suicide and buried the entire world with him.
 Zeno transmigrated, in the end arriving at “Curse”.
 Zeno was adopted by the MC, finally becoming the number one person/wife.
 Zeno: Help, I don’t want to be destined to be raised by this perverse person!
 All living things (wipe away tears): You must rescue this world, ah.
 Xi Wei: Come over here.
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 As an ordinary human being on the earth, Tang Long was brought to the Cultivation World by a lost immortal, and relying on his amazing talent, he made it to one of the five emperors in that world. However, struck by Thunder of Nine Heavens, he lost his life. It was lucky for him to transmigrate in the human world in an intern who was named Qin Haodong. With his excellent medical skills, he became a divine doctor of traditional Chinese medicine and encountered the baby girl he made before going into the Cultivation World, whose mother was as pretty as a fairy. The little girl even asked him to find more lovers. What a cute girl…
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 What is a villain?
 Is it the fist that pours all over the world, dominates the whole world, or is it that all people are against each other and stir up the storm?
 After reincarnation, Su Xin can gain all the skills of villains in the world of martial arts.
 “Be trustworthy. Say kill your family, Then kill your family. My name is Suxin. I believe what I say.”
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 A young boy genius, Suo Jia, is a water mage who dreams of being a warrior travelling the great and dangerous trade routes to find his lost father that set off on them before Suo Jia was born. Having to look after his sick mother, Suo Jia manages to find a way to solve all their problems, as well as make a name for himself. He gathers nobility, vast wealth, items of great power, knowledge lost to the ages, and exceptionally talented females around him as he plots and plans – preparing to set off on an epic journey that will go down in history as a new legend. However, will others that depend on his powers so much be willing to let him go on such a dangerous journey so easily?
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 He had excellent martial arts qualifications, but his tendon and vein were destroyed by a power struggle, such a person couldn’t cultivate. This not only discouraged him and his parents but also made them accept ridicule and satire from others.
 However, this was not an insurmountable difficulty for the gifted man. After six years of painstaking study. He finally repaired his body and began his training journey.
 He did not care about the ridicule and sarcasm of those people, he just wanted to reach the peak, to be a top man that no one can match. But the difficulties and obstacles along the way, how can he overcome it?
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 The Imperial Court of Tang Empire became dim and corrupt. The Emperor believed eunuchs. The officials vied with each other for authority. The Tang Empire was about to collapse. The flouring Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism eyed it covetously. The three sects wanted to contend for the domination of the whole world. Which one would win in the end? Or would they coexist peacefully at last? Armies of different nations invaded the frontier on all sides. People and the whole world were in extreme misery. Who could save them?
 A young man of the Imperial Clan was reborn in Chang’an. In the Last Life, he was framed and was driven out of his place. He was the king of the subjugated country. When he wandered on the streets, he wanted to be an ordinary people and live an ordinary life in Chang’an but failed.
 In this life, he determined to fight against the heaven and change his own fate. He would not give those people an opportunity who framed him in his Last Life. He would hold his title and his place. In order to maintain order and peace of the world, he was going to wipe out all villains of the whole world with the Imperial Sword, adhere to the emperor’s principle, and enact the new national law. He would rule over the empire to prove himself.
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 Minos Stuart is an ordinary young nobleman with average talent and a few possibilities for his future. Still, when he was about to start his cultivation journey, he was seriously injured, left in a nearly dead state!
 But due to a turnaround in fate, Minos receives an opportunity of one in one billion when he was recognized by a fragment of the soul from an ancient specialist in the Spiritual World.
 With this opportunity, Minos will have a new path to follow, full of dangers and adventures, while he will gather the strength to fulfill a promise and his own desires!
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 Coincidentally, indoorsy-guy Zhang Yang went to the cultivation world, being the lowest level of zombie. By using a manual book named: “ Tai Yin Refining Figures”, Zhang Yang find his own way to success and leaves a “If a zombie knows how to use a manual, nobody can stop it “ legend in the world.
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 Dad promises that I will be always there with you, my little baby.
 It was Ye Qian's promise to his child who was yet to be born.
 However, fate didn't seem to agree as it took his life in the form of an accident before he could see his little one's face.
 The promise that was made to his wife and daughter reverberated as he left the world, just two months before the child was born.
 He died, but his soul transmigrated to another body in a different realm.
 
 5000 years of deliberate cultivation in the heavenly realm as a venerable, helped him to reveal the secrets that could pave way for his return to the mortal world.
 Finally, he achieved the ultimate power to break through the spatial tear and returned to earth.
 Don't worry, my baby. Dad is on the way to meet you, He chanted as he confronted the tribulation. Even when earthly suppression depleted his cultivation, he frets not.
 All he wants is to meet his family and fulfil the word he once gave to his daughter and her mother.
 Let's accompany Ye Qian in his journey to search for his family and witness his efforts to keep his wife and daughter happy as he helps them to cultivate, for an eternity together.
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