Apocalyptic Game

"Old man Wang, change the track of that tank for me!" In the shabby workshop, a fierce and vicious man holding a gun shouted at a dirty old man with white hair covered in engine oil.

"Okay, go right away." The old man nodded and went to the chariot.

This is the site of a bandit organization in this wasteland apocalypse, and that old man is Wang Luoxuan. After fainting in the vast desert that day, when Wang Luoxuan woke up, he was tied into a "zongzi" by those guys.

In this apocalyptic wasteland, food and water are very scarce, and people cannibalism are common things, perhaps because Wang Luoxuan is an old man, the meat quality is inherently bad, and he knows some techniques for repairing tanks, so Only saved his life.

Wang Luoxuan is no longer the Wang Luoxuan, now he is just an ordinary person, an old man...

"Old man Wang, here comes someone!"

At this time, a voice came. Wang Luoxuan saw a man with his feet in handcuffs being escorted in by two robbers. When he saw that man, Wang Luoxuan couldn't help but clenched his fist, with a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

The past self... That person is the past self...

The reason why Luo Mengfei died was entirely because of himself. If he killed his past self here, maybe nothing like that would happen. However, this idea was quickly dispelled by Wang Luoxuan, because he killed his past self here, Luo Mengfei could only die even worse.

"Why does the boss think of finding a helper for me?" Wang Luoxuan looked at the past self and wiped the oil stains on his hands...

One of the robbers walked up to Wang Luoxuan and whispered in Wang Luoxuan's ear: "Let him follow you temporarily. This is the boss's order. If it doesn't work, then we can add meals. He will leave it to you."

"Okay! Leave it to me!" Wang Luoxuan nodded.

After seeing Wang Luoxuan nodding his head, the two robbers turned and left at ease. Watching the two robbers leave, Wang Luoxuan also began to look at the past self. The past self was just an ordinary person, and there was no strong person at all. The temperament has not gone through the battle of life and death at all, and it needs to be tempered and tempered. But compared to the body, the most important thing now is to start training from the heart. The strongest person may not live to the end, but the person who adapts to everything can definitely live to the end.

"What is your name?" Wang Luoxuan asked in a voice full of vicissitudes.

"Wang Luoxuan." The past self looked at Wang Luoxuan in front of him, and the past self said his name.

"Wang Luoxuan, it seems that both of you and I are surnamed Wang! You really have destiny. Looking at your delicate skin and tender flesh, you should be a child of someone with a powerful human refuge ownership!"

I looked at Wang Luoxuan in the past and didn't answer this question, and Wang Luoxuan didn't want to ask too much. After all, he couldn't be more clear about his origins in the past.

"You call me the old man Wang. In this world, there are only two kinds of people who can survive, one is the strong, and the other is the weak who lives like a dog. You and I belong to the latter, but even It's a dog, and it's also divided into useful and useless. Will you fix this?" Wang Luoxuan asked the past self, who shook his head.

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Wang Luoxuan knew that he had to let his past self master some techniques for repairing tanks. In the eyes of those robbers, worthless people would only be treated as food.

"It's very simple, just follow me. If you don't work, you will die." Wang Luoxuan stretched out his greasy hand and patted his shoulder.

"I will study hard." The past self took over the wrench in Wang Luoxuan's hand. It seems that at that time, I also understood this very well.

Wang Luoxuan took his past self to repair the chariot. With the help of his soul burial system, it was easy to master these.

Because that was his past self, Wang Luoxuan knew exactly what he was thinking about in the past, but Wang Luoxuan did not say it, nor did he break it, because he is no longer Wang Luoxuan, but a man named Old Man Wang. Guys. That Wang Luoxuan, when he walked out of the forest of consciousness space, had already died with Luo Mengfei.

In the past, I studied with Wang Luoxuan for a day. During this period, I didn't have any rest, because my past self knew that if he didn't do this, he might not even survive today.

There is only one meal a day here, a piece of meat and a bowl of water that are not very clean, but these are already very rich for some people.

"What kind of meat is this?" I smelled it in the past and asked Wang Luoxuan next to him.

"For a spoiled kid like you, it's best not to know what meat this is. Hurry up and finish eating and continue to work." Wang Luoxuan didn't want to tell himself what meat it was in the past, because it was human flesh. At that time, I thought that cannibalism was a very painful and disgusting thing, but compared with the sufferings that I experienced in the future, cannibalism was nothing but a thing worth mentioning.

The self in the past nodded helplessly, the meat in his hand was his only food, he had no choice but to bite it one by one.

Wang Luoxuan ate the meat in his hands. Now when he ate the meat again, he already knew that he didn’t have any feeling or taste. He couldn’t even feel the nausea. In other words, since Mengfei died, his whole person was numb. For a reason that he didn't know what, he still chose to live the walking dead in this world.

Thinking back to the day when Luo Mengfei died, he didn't leave a tear, didn't cry... and didn't laugh...because he had no tears anymore, and he forgot to cry and smile... His heart was empty... just kept moving forward Walk...until you fall...

Wang Luoxuan didn’t know how he survived... as if he was rescued... When he returned to that place, Luo Mengfei’s bones had no idea where the yellow sand was buried...

Wang Luoxuan looked at the starry sky full of dazzling stars outside the workshop. When he was with Luo Mengfei, or with other people, or when he was alone... always felt that the starry sky was very beautiful. The infinite and mysterious starry sky is full of yearning...

But... now... when Wang Luoxuan looked at the starry sky again, he only felt that the starry sky was full of falsehood...

Looking at the starry sky, Wang Luoxuan smiled coldly, but his smile was full of bitterness...

"What are you laughing at?" the past self looked at Wang Luoxuan in front of him and asked.

"That starry sky is very beautiful... People are always full of yearning for beautiful things, but beautiful things are often full of deceit. One day, I must personally see the truth behind that false starry sky!"