After the global recovery, I traveled through

It was [Apple]’s bewitchment, otherwise how could he say such terrible things.

He waited stiffly for a while, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief when nothing happened. Right, he is not an infected person.

Others also relaxed, thinking that it was true that the news said that [Apple] had reduced the lethality. Even those who were infected did not need to worry too much. Otherwise, a month ago, there might have been something wrong with a few people. .

"Oh, I don't want to get caught in the rain. How can I meet customers when I'm wet?" A male manager complained for a moment, and something suddenly changed.

[Genetic decision achieved: Dry skin type. ]

[Ability evolution: sterile environment. ]

[Symptom evolution: α-type external changes. ]

[Symptoms automatically mutate: water-deficient barrier. ]

Under people's gaze, the male manager's rain-stained skin faded away like small squares of pixels, revealing the scarlet muscles underneath.

In just a few breaths, he turned into a scarlet human body without skin, and his eyeballs without eyelids trembled suddenly.

And the effect is obvious. The rain can no longer touch his body, and naturally it can't touch his non-existent skin.

He left wet red footprints on the ground in horror and shouted: "I just came out of the psychiatrist, I am not infected." He was not an infected person, otherwise how could he express his thoughts so carelessly.

A person reminded him in a low voice: "Don't leave, the water in your body is losing..."

After a person loses his or her skin, he or she will soon die from dehydration and bacterial infection.

It was raining heavily, but the male manager did not die of bacterial infection, but died of lack of water. This was even the result of his own prayer, because he did not want to get wet in the rain.

These people living close to the psychological center who have maintained their health are finally feeling the despair of those who are experiencing outbreaks in other areas.

At this time, two special people passed through the still crowd, and people naturally looked over.

——The young man in the black trench coat, holding an umbrella, tall and straight, his face cannot be seen clearly, the black cat squats on his shoulder and licks its paws. The girl in a black dress was under the umbrella, only reaching his waist. Her short hair was framed by a beak mask, creating an angelic halo. She was also faceless, holding a large book in her hand.

An indescribable weirdness.

"He is the devil, the ancient serpent, called Satan, who deceives the whole world." The girl chanted sentences from the Bible in a smooth tone.

The young man then continued to read: "He fell to the ground, together with his angels, God said, it was like a bolt of lightning."

People unconsciously looked up at the sky. There were no angels falling, no lightning, only heavy rain.

The young man's voice changed as if to remind everyone: "This rain can infect normal people."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes widened.

And when they just had the slightest idea of ​​not getting wet in the rain, Genetic Selection seized this opportunity.

Lin Xingtao and Helen passed by slowly, and little by little, red people appeared around them.

They don't feel like walking on the road, but like walking through a scary art gallery full of red sculptures.

"Water, water, water!" someone screamed, gradually shrinking beside Helen.

Helen was a little confused: "Can't they get wet?" She looked up and realized that she didn't get any rain either.

Lin Xingtao protected her with an umbrella.

She seemed to understand, and after a while she stood up on tiptoes to grab the handle of the umbrella and said, "Give them the umbrella, so they won't get wet in the rain, and they won't have to shed their skins!"

She took the umbrella smoothly and suddenly stopped while running towards people, looking at Lin Xingtao in the rain uneasily.

She asked, "Can I save them... Mr. Satan?"

The people closest to her originally felt hope, but when they heard this call, they crawled away from Lin Xingtao's side.

People's frightened and suspicious eyes also fell on Helen.

Lin Xingtao laughed and answered her: "I am Satan. Satan is very bad and cannot save people."

Helen took a step back and said: "But I am a doctor - I know that this mask is the mask of the plague doctor. In the Middle Ages, they were the people closest to the God of Death. Are you still the God of Death?"

"Is Satan the god of death?" Lin Xingtao asked.

Helen thought for a long time until Lin Xingtao said to her: "Don't think about it, they are dead."

She turned back in fear, only to see an empty intersection.

The images that stimulated the retinal nerves seemed to be gently erased.

-- was destroyed.

After a long time, Helen stuffed the umbrella back into Lin Xingtao's downturned palm and said, "I'm not afraid of you. You are obviously very gentle."

The author has something to say: Naiya: Are you the anime hero of Asashi?

Lin Xingtao: He is the son of the weather who controls rain, not the father of the weather.

Ji Shun: It's obviously me calling for rain...

Chapter 278 Ragnarok (7)

Lin Xingtao held up his umbrella and continued walking with Helen.

Helen's mood became depressed, she stopped reading the lines in the book, and the book she had previously held high in the air fell back into her arms.

For some reason, the closer to the psychological center there are fewer infected people, but they always pass by corpses with different signs of death.

And it was a body that looked like it had just died.

Helen looked at her leather shoes, which were not very easy to walk on. Their speed had slowed down a lot because of them. She couldn't help but said, "How about we stop and I change into my sports clothes."

Lin Xingtao rejected her: "No one will go on stage wearing sportswear."

Helen thought for a moment and asked, "Why do you want to come with me? Maybe a boy can keep up with you faster."

Lin Xingtao opened another topic: "Do you know The Last Days of America, also known as The Last of Us?"

"What is that? A movie, a game? What is the relationship between the United States and Myricken?"

"Games--in general game works and games, there is such a law."

"What law?"

"The law of male and female birth. For example, if the male protagonist is a dad, his child must be a daughter."

"Then the heroine must be the son, in which case my mother is definitely not the heroine."

Helen smiled slightly, feeling a little relieved that Satan could talk so much, as if she had a new understanding of him. She thought that in The Last of Us, the hero must be accompanied by a girl.

That is not the law of male and female, that is the law of opposite sex.

It turns out that Satan can also play human games and discover these designed gender matchings.

"But you are Satan, not Adam. You don't need to have Eve by your side." She looked up at Lin Xingtao's chin under the umbrella, and her mood subtly improved a lot, "I'd better change my skirt, I want to get there soon." Psychological center.”

Lin Xingtao stopped talking about strange topics, lowered his eyes, and looked at the girl wearing a beak mask.

She didn't realize at all that they could go there by car. She shouted Satan, but she didn't really think of Lin Xingtao as Satan, so she didn't doubt why Satan didn't teleport with her. She even used the word "gentle" to words to comfort myself.

At this time, she was staring at Lin Xingtao in a trance and took a step slower. She muttered, "I said it would be really slow," while trying to catch up.

But she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the scene next to Lin Xingtao.

A woman holding a baby in the corner. The gender of the baby doesn't matter, because in an apocalyptic world such a combination already packs the punch the writers want. There was a spider crawling on the baby's pale cheek, using the human body to hide from the rain, but the spider's slender legs were trembling slightly.

Maybe it was the baby's breath hitting the spider that caused it to tremble... Helen held her breath and pulled at the corner of Lin Xingtao's clothes.

"He seems to be still alive..." Her last voice disappeared in Lin Xingtao's falling footsteps.

She watched as Lin Xingtao passed by them. At that moment, like the god of death passing by, all signs of life disappeared. ^_^Thinking^_^Rabbit^_^Net^_^

She stopped in place in shock, and unconsciously moved from one step behind Lin Xingtao to behind Lin Xingtao.

She looked at the way she came from through the heavy rain.

It was a dead area, and all the infected people had their lives harvested.

She finally realized who was bringing death.

She put her leather shoes together, tightened the corners of Lin Xingtao's clothes and said, "I'm not going!"

Lin Xingtao laughed at this.

He stayed where she was, listening to her sad breathing. They seemed deadlocked, but Lin Xingtao wasn't anxious.

After a while, he watched a group of people dressed in various costumes walking towards them from another road.

Walking at the front was a middle-aged man wearing a leather jacket and an unshaven beard. He had a clear goal. He was Lin Xingtao.

The middle-aged man handed Lin Xingtao a card and asked a question: "Sir, do you know Job?"

Lin Xingtao did not answer.

The man spoke eloquently——

Job was an upright and kind man. He had a prosperous life and a beautiful family. He was a firm believer and firmly believed that God had brought everything to him. One day, Satan noticed this man and said to God: Is it for no reason that Job believed in and feared God? As long as you reach out and attack everything he has, he will definitely blaspheme you to your face. So Job was tested by God. First, God burned the sheep and servants with fire. Second, Job's children died unexpectedly. Finally, Job himself suffered from a terrible skin disease. But Job did not resent God for this, but fell to the ground and worshiped, saying: Once God has given, He will surely take back. Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked I will return. Later, Job regained his happiness.

"Brother, don't you think that what we have experienced in the past two months is a test from God! As long as we strengthen our faith, everything will be fine. Look at us, our brothers and sisters of the Passion Society, we are not afraid What kind of virus? We walked under heavy rain and none of us died."

Helen was shocked, choked and disappeared.

Lin Xingtao looked at the man quietly for a while and asked him, "Are you Job?"

The man felt relieved when he heard this and replied: "You and I are both the reincarnated Job."

[The genetic ability of the Great Deception automatically mutates: Job·Recovering Scars. ]

A scar on the man's arm disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and everyone behind him became excited.

The man looked at Lin Xingtao under the umbrella with more confidence, as if he had expected that Lin Xingtao would join his team with the same humility as the others.

"You want to go to the psychological center? Brother, I'm about to go there too. Why don't you work with me to save the infected people there..."

Helen turned around from behind Lin Xingtao. The man was startled and his voice stopped abruptly.

The cat squatting on Lin Xingtao's shoulder meowed, as if mocking the man's weakness.

The man then magnified his uneasiness. The two people looked a little strange. He frowned and said, "We never force others. Since you still need to consider, we will meet at the psychological center." After that, he was about to leave without even handing out the introduction card.

Helen said "Hey" and wanted to reach out to hold him, but the sharp bird's beak reached the man's waist one step earlier than her hand.

Lin Xingtao asked him a question:

"Tom, will you pray to God?"

Tom - the man who patted Vivian's shoulder in the toilet and became the second batch of infected people in the world - he involuntarily took many steps back and bumped into other people.

"Bang." He woke up from his identity as the master of a huge sect. After his real name was called out, he finally put aside his pride and complacency and saw how weird these two people were.

A man and a woman, one tall and one short, even though they were dressed in black, one could tell they were dry. The rain that could penetrate everything was firmly blocked by the black umbrella - the black umbrella was actually not that big, and it mainly blocked the girl in the black skirt, the raindrops that looked like silver threads.