Personality Transformation in the End Times

Yin Ming returned here, but there was only an empty street and howling wind left behind. He took a long breath and flicked his hair a few times with the wind, "You bastard, you shouldn't have left him here. Look at him." Not like a guy who stays put."

Although he was complaining in his mouth, his eyes searched left and right, but in the end he was a step too late and found nothing. He only found the blood-stained silk hanging on the wire, recalling the boy's pupils. The man closed his eyes tightly. He couldn't figure out why. For some reason, the pupils were full of frost.

"It's naive to think that you can get rid of it like this. You'd better pray that I don't catch you." The man said fiercely, but there was a cloud that couldn't go away between his brows. Will there be that time again?

Yin Ming looked up at Endless Night, he was the only one who survived the virus infection, and the rest turned into monsters, including his father, "Bah, bah, that's bad luck." Yin Ming tried to put this thought Drive away from my mind, but after a long time, I only get a sigh.

He unbuttoned his coat, and took out a folded note from the inside. There was a string of addresses on it, and there was still a key in it, "It doesn't matter, no matter what, I can't let it go. That kid is not an ordinary danger, but I don't know it. Is he the type to go home honestly at night?"

Rubbing the center of his brows with his fingertips, Yin Ming became more and more exhausted. He thought it would be easy to take him away from here to a safe area with his own ability, but he didn't expect it to be so tortuous and difficult. Be like a bad guy." Yin Ming fell into self-doubt.

Yunshuang in the distance looked at her thumb, the wound was not healed but chapped and expanded, "Virus, it's really a doomsday specialty that makes people miss it."

The toes stopped and turned sideways, and turned her head to look behind her, "It seems to be thrown away, and the nearest pharmacy is also 10 minutes away from that location. Even if the search time is not counted, it will be enough to delay for a while." Yun Shuang didn't want to Facing Yin Ming, he also didn't want to be disrupted by him.

The figure shuttled through the dark corridor, turned the key a few minutes, opened the door and stepped in, glanced behind, and piled up some debris as a barrier. Although it didn't work, it was better than nothing.

Sweat slid from the forehead to the side of the face. Due to this movement, the wound gradually continued to bleed, and some black unknown substance spread to the entire arm through the blood vessels. The expression became more and more tired. Yunshuang dragged her body back to the bedroom with all her strength. Lying on the bed on his back, put his right hand on his heart, not knowing what the future will hold.

There are only two possibilities for being infected with this virus. The first one becomes a generation of zombies, and the second one becomes a person with supernatural powers, but this supernatural power is not the same. He just endows him with an identity and strengthens the skills related to it.

But it doesn't matter, these two results are very different at first glance, but they lead to the same goal in the end. There is no essential difference between becoming a zombie and being hunted by people, and becoming a superhuman being hunted by people. The only difference is that the former is for self-protection. The latter is to plunder the identity of the supernatural being.

And the tragedy is that with time, this will become the only way for the birth of supernatural beings, and form a vortex-like cycle, supernatural beings are hunted down, hunters become supernatural beings and then hunted down.

The pain became more and more frequent and gradually penetrated into the bone marrow, and the nails were embedded in the palm. Yunshuang knew that he could have avoided all this, but now he was repeating Yunyu's path. His consciousness gradually became blurred and immersed in the darkness. bed.

There was a knocking sound in my ear, probably because no one answered, the old lock also started to operate, and the sundries piled up in front of the door were bumped, Yun Shuang tried to concentrate, but she couldn't match the conscious departure, without After a while, everything outside has nothing to do with him, and he can't hear anything.

Time passed in the darkness, the sun slid and sank again and again from the sky, Yun Shuang didn't know how long she had been in a coma until, as usual, the evening light hit her face through the cracks in the curtains, and the boy's eyelashes fluttered slowly. I opened my eyes, and moved my wrist joints were abnormally stiff, making it very difficult to move.

Have I become a zombie? A thought flashed through my mind, but it was quickly rejected. According to research, the first generation of zombies did not have self-awareness and any pain.

Yunshuang clenched her fists, aware of the difference in herself, and tried to bend her hands to her eyes, her eyes fell on it for a long time and she slowly closed her eyes. It seemed that I was hungry and hadn't woken up yet, otherwise how could I see a 'White radish' with such a strong root.

Adjust your mentality, and put your hand in front of your eyes again to confirm, "Yes, this is my hand." Nodded in full affirmation, but then realized that something was wrong, it seemed that there were many bandages wrapped around it, struggling to untie it, but not only His hands, his legs, and his whole body are covered with such things. To put it simply, he is now a fattened version of a mummy.

The bed was trembling, but it was really hard to move after being tied up like this. What was worse was that as he continued to struggle, his body had already rolled to the edge unconsciously, and several loud noises filled his ears with force again. Holding back the tears, I tried to stretch my neck, only to feel that my jaw was red and swollen, painful, really painful.

Perhaps the fall had some effect, and the bandages around her body showed some signs of loosening. Yunshuang controlled her body to poke herself against the wall and bend hard, and finally she was able to see the whole picture. Silence filled the space. After a while, she said, "Look. Come on, it’s that guy, there’s probably no one else who can be so ugly.”

Lying stiffly on the ground, she felt a little unlovable. At this moment, a sound came, and Yunshuang rolled her body to look for a gap to cover, but before she found the target, she felt a force coming from behind, no matter how hard she tried. Unable to break free, the ground moved forward, his field of vision suddenly flipped, his head was dizzy and his body flew into the air, and then fell into a soft texture.

Lifting his head, Yunshuang was full of anger, and warned sharply, "Put me down." However, before the words fell, he felt a pain on his face and was severely pinched, and he was in a daze for a long time before he realized what Yin Ming had done. Natural red.

"Bastard, let go!." He resisted with both hands and feet, but the hammer blow had no effect at all, and there was no way his whole body was tied up like this. Now he is severely disabled.

"Uh~" Pain came from his cheek, Yunshuang made an uncontrollable sound, and stubbornly raised his head to try to be a deterrent, but Yin Ming always ignored this kind of attack, "Can't you still run around?" He watched Yunshuang struggling under his shadow with cold eyes.

With a little force on her fingertips, Yunshuang felt that her face seemed to be deformed. Tears from the pain slipped from the corners of her eyes. She couldn't help but greet this man who popped out of nowhere. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm her mind. Analyzing the situation, he knew that he had no chance of winning, since this could only create opportunities for surprise.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and nodded slowly, looking a little aggrieved, Yin Ming's expression softened a little, and he rubbed the ends of his hair with his hands, letting go of his fingertips and looking helpless. "Help me untie it, it's very uncomfortable." The voice spoke weakly, as if probing.

Cautious and pitiful, but under his eyelashes, he suddenly fanned out all the calculations and haze. He thought he had excellent acting skills, but he couldn't escape Yin Ming's eyes. As the bandages were untied and scattered, Yunshuang's pupils shrank and waved away. punch.

However, the punch didn't land on the ground, he just felt wrapped up and turned sideways with force, and his body was turned over. However, he didn't give up trying to turn around by raising his legs and sweeping. It's a pity that Yunyu didn't leave him with a strong body, but gave him a whole body scars.

The body fell into the soft cotton wool, the waist was pressed against the knees, the hands were clasped behind him and he could not move, the warm breath hit the ears, and the strange breath was sandwiched between the thick bass "You have no chance of winning at all, struggling is just Vain."

His pupils flashed, Yunshuang was a little angry, but he calmed down quickly, and closed his eyes silently. He was right. From a rational point of view, he didn't need to confront this person. After all, it would not do any good, but I don't know why , he did not want to admit that he was under the control of others.

He became more and more confused, and he was a little puzzled by his behavior, but soon these were left behind, and he was used to various problems that appeared from time to time.

Yunyu couldn't be malicious towards others, but Yunshuang couldn't understand most of his emotions, "You won, I won't attack again, it won't do me any good." The voice returned to the coldness of the past, Yin Ming listened a little Uncomfortable, compared to now, he felt that the boy just now was more alive and more like alive.

"Don't Mr. Zong look like he has gone through vicissitudes and lifeless, obviously he is not very old." Yin Ming tidied up Yunshuang's scattered hair one by one, but the young man just watched silently, occasionally raised his head to show some doubts , pointing his fingertips at the top of his head, trying to get his attention.

Yunshuang frowned and turned his head uncomfortably. He realized what he should say, "I'm not that small, but thinner." He stated the facts calmly, and the corners of Yin Ming's mouth raised slightly when he said this, Forced a smile, "Are you going to compare my age with me?"

The atmosphere became more and more silent, the bed beside him sank slightly, Yun Shuang subconsciously moved away from him, and this small move made Yin Ming change direction and get closer, "Your father asked me to take care of you , He passed away not long ago, and this is his only last wish, I am sorry to tell you this at this time." Yin Ming lowered his head with a little pain in his eyes.

Xu was in order to stop the spread of sadness, he leaned forward and picked up the bowl on the table, and stuffed it into Yunshuang's hands without any refusal, breaking the silent atmosphere "The porridge I cook, although tasteless, can fill the stomach at least .”

Feeling the weight in his hands, looking at the steaming white porridge in front of him, Yunshuang didn't move for a long time, Yin Ming picked up a spoon to test the temperature in some confusion, "It's just right, why do you hate white porridge."

Yun Shuang was stunned, he didn't know the man in front of him, and he was not sure of his identity, the only proof was the key and the pendant that his father carried close to him.

Out of vigilance, he should refuse, but seeing this person's eyes, there are some words that cannot be said, his sadness does not contain any falsehood, all words should be true, Yunshuang took the spoon and took a sip tentatively, eyes The drooping cheeks were reddish, and warm food always made people feel happy, and he hadn't eaten it for a long time.

Seeing Yunshuang's side face, seeing his expression soften a little, he said, "You are used to using your left hand. This posture is exactly the same as your father's." One sentence pierced all the atmosphere. The tight eyes are full of vigilance, and there is a scar on the wrist that I don't know what caused it.

Realizing the sudden change in the atmosphere, Yin Ming didn't know what was wrong, and looked up at the young man beside him, only to see him sitting there, wrapped in indifference and alienation.

"I just like to use my left hand, nothing else." The young man raised his head and smiled at Yin Ming, but Yin Ming realized that he had touched some unspeakable taboos.

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