Horror Bug Game Terminal

That group of pale and skinny people.

When Qi Wuling heard the person opposite them say this, he immediately concluded that the time was related to that group of people.

This person said that their appearance was the biggest evidence. So, based on reverse reasoning, the reason why that group of people looked normal was because they had stolen time?

To be honest, his concept of this game was not very clear.

Where does the stolen time come from?

Is it the future?

It seems that the people infected here and that group of people are in two camps.

Qi Wuling had observed these mutated humans, and they were not without the ability to attack. On the contrary, their physical fitness and strength were much stronger than ordinary humans. If they really wanted to attack, the group of people they had encountered before might not be able to fight back.

But they are still fine, which proves that the people here don't want to take action, but it seems that the other party doesn't think so.

Qi Wuling recalled in his mind the group of people rushing towards them just now, and they did not look friendly.

In other words, although they are in the same place, only one side seems to adhere to the concept of utopia.

The other side is obviously pushing the issue further.

Qi Wuling briefly sorted out his thoughts and said, "Appearance is innate, is there a problem?"

When the other party heard what Qi Wuling and Dong Lin said, he subconsciously refuted: "Impossible! Where is there any more now-"

The man seemed to realize that he had said something he shouldn't have said halfway through his speech and quickly interrupted it.

Qi Wuling spoke slowly: "Why not? Because everyone is infected and no one is spared, right?"

The man was silent...

"Yes, except for those despicable people who plunder time to maintain their own normality, there is no normal human being in this world."

Donglin spread out his hands and took a look at his skin.

"But we are not villains. We are here to reverse this."

The man was silent for a long time. Occasionally, a breeze blew by, and it seemed that the whole world had become withered and desolate.

It was extremely desolate and quiet, a feeling of extreme loneliness.

He seemed to compromise and let go of his strength, muttering to himself: "I don't know where you came from, and you can guarantee that you are not infected. I will trust you for the time being, and I can only hope that you can protect yourselves."

He opened his eyelids again, and his eyeballs looked a little gray, but Dong Lin still saw a kind of yearning in the other's eyes, which was an emotion of envy.

Dong Lin didn't understand, logically, seeing the other person showing this kind of expression towards their skin, they should be scared.

What if the other person is a pervert or wants to skin you alive?

But Donglin managed to hold it back. Even though the other party was carrying this body, he did not feel any malice.

Thinking of the conclusion Qi Wuling had given him, he felt relieved again. For him, as long as it didn't hurt him, they could chat in any way they wanted.

Qi Wuling raised his arm and extended his hand.

The man froze: "What does this mean?"

Qi Wuling said expressionlessly: "Handshake."

Just two simple words, no extra nonsense, and not even an explanation of why he did it.

But the man still understood that the person in front of him was thoughtful enough. He must have shown it too obviously. He could not possess their appearance, so he could only feel it.

The man responded: "Hey..."

He wiped his hands, lowered his head to look at the hand with strange lines, dark blue skin with a faint blue glow, and twisted bones. He then looked at the slender hand with distinct joints that Qi Wuling handed over, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally shook it carefully.

As soon as he held her hand again, the man couldn't stop crying.

It is said that men don't shed tears easily, but he could no longer control himself.

As if he was worried that his touch would defile the hand, he only held it for two seconds before letting go.

The man looked up to the sky, his voice choking with sobs: "Many years ago, I also had a pair of hands like this, and a look like this..."

The man's melancholy tone made Dong Lin's heart feel as if it was being squeezed and he couldn't breathe.

Perhaps it was because he had suffered and been bullied, so he could always empathize quickly with the suffering of the people.

Whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, the people are always the ones who suffer.

The man continued, "Although I don't know where you came from, I am still very happy to see my comrades in my memory after a hundred years. It has been so long that I have even forgotten what we originally looked like."

"Healthy complexion, black hair... it's been too long really."

"You may not know that compared to human extinction, I am more afraid that my child will be infected from birth. But when he picked up my childhood photos and asked me why I looked like that before, I didn't even know how to explain that it was normal, and why we are not like this now..."

Donglin subconsciously pinched the corner of his clothes.

Some words are heartbreaking just to hear.

Qi Wuling's eyes moved slightly, and his tone was calm: "Since you trust us temporarily, can you tell us what happened here?"

The man glanced at Qi Wuling with a complicated expression.

I don’t know what he was thinking about or what kind of ideological preparation he made, but in the end he nodded.

"Okay, since you're new here, I'll tell you about it."

"Let's go... Let's go into town first."

Qi Wuling and Dong Lin followed the man and stepped into this town that had a doomsday crisis atmosphere.

Perhaps having heard the voice, some residents in the town opened their doors and windows and greeted the man when they saw him. However, when their eyes fell on Qi Wuling and Dong Lin, their voices suddenly became sharp.

"Fu Zuoyan! What are you doing? Why did you bring them to our town? Don't you think we are miserable enough?"

The residents' voices reached Qi Wuling's ears. Qi Wuling stared at the man's back and wrote down his name, Fu Zuoyan.

Qi Wuling did not speak.

Just glanced at the man.

Fu Zuoyan immediately started to explain as soon as the other party finished speaking.

“They’re not that group.”

The resident said, "Don't be fooled by them! How could it be possible with their looks? There are no people who look like this nowadays. Only those dogs are worse than animals."

Fu Zuoyan shook his head: "No, I shook his hand, and his skin condition is different from that group of people. He is completely uninfected. If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't bring them back so easily."

The resident was stunned: "What do you mean? Not infected at all?"

She even thought she had heard wrong.

But Fu Zuoyan nodded: "Yes, the last survivor of the Utopia."

The resident opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.

My eyes turned red in an instant.

After so many years, you told her that there are still survivors...

Qi Wuling glanced at the resident and said, "Can we leave now?"

The other party was stunned and nodded: "Yes, yes, go ahead."

Donglin saw everything.

I feel extremely heavy.

Just by putting himself in Blue Star's shoes, he felt very depressed.

If humans really get to this point, he doesn't dare to imagine what will happen.

They came to a house and stopped.

A little child ran out of the house quickly.

At such a young age, he has a crooked mouth and squinting eyes, and his arms are twisted at an alarming angle.

But he didn't feel bad, he looked at Fu Zuoyan innocently: "Dad!"

Fu Zuoyan responded.

When the child turned his head and saw Qi Wuling and Dong Lin.

He froze, staring at them without blinking.

After a long while, the child whispered to his father: "Dad, are they the aliens in the cartoons?"

Fu Zuoyan was silent for a moment: "Child, they are not——"

"Yes."

Before Fu Zuoyan could finish his explanation, he heard Qi Wuling put on an alien hat in a loud voice.

Fu Zuoyan was stunned.

Qi Wuling said: "Instead of telling him something that cannot be changed, perhaps letting nature take its course is the best solution."

"It is not a good thing in itself for a child to learn that he is special."

Qi Wuling lowered his eyes. He knew this feeling very well. He had been the special one since he was a child, always different from others and never fit in.

Fu Zuoyan just nodded in the end.

Indeed, even telling him would do no good.

These things need to be told to him when he grows up a little.

Because now, not everyone with this look is a good person.

They also need to guard against enemies.

Children have no judgment ability, so instead of letting them be exposed to these things too early, it is better to let them mistakenly think they are aliens.

Fu Zuoyan sighed softly and asked his child to go back to his room.

He took Qi Wuling to another place.

The ruins of Utopia.