Dark Moon Era

Yes, change!

Everything is changing, isn't human being special? The answer is of course not.

That night, humans were changing.

As long as I feel that experience once, I will never forget it.

It all starts with your eyes, you will suddenly find that everything around you is slowing down, but the actual situation is that your speed is getting faster.

Then, you will feel the body swell, there is a force that has to be vented, and then when you kick away a certain attacking mouse, you will be surprised to see it split in front of you.

But the normal situation should not be that ordinary people deal with a dog.

You can't believe all this, but in the next second, you will easily escape a hurricane debris ...

I am a changer, and I have experienced it all.

However, you will not feel joy. When you find that the foundation of all these changes is based on the Great Destruction, there is only sorrow in your heart.

And my sorrow happened the next moment.

The earthquake continued, and it would shake every few minutes. This time the shake made me and an iron frame beside her fall, we had to separate our holding hands and then avoid the iron frame ...

But no one had thought that this time it would be an eternal difference.

The iron frame escaped, but the three giant rats ambushing behind her rushed out!

See, I thought I became Superman, I could take her to escape the birth day, but I didn't do it.

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I originally wanted to be a true recorder. This diary I want to spread in the years to come, so that future generations of mankind will see how our civilization is subverted from the perspective of a witness, and think about it in the vast How vulnerable are we in the universe?

It's a pity that I can't escape the **** of emotion, I can't record the cruelty at the last moment, and all the cruelty that follows.

For example, crying and crying in the ruins, even if I became Superman, I could not find a trace left by my parents.

I am their son. Even if I am incompetent, I can't stop the death caused by this disaster.

Why did I even hold a handful of loess and finally give them off?

The text was calm, but the tears in my eyes were raging, I didn't have tears to shed, and it was dry, but my eyes were stinging.

I have exhausted all my power to describe the moment when the disaster happened.

However, enduring the pain of memories, his mind is still chaotic, less than one ten thousandth of the scene at that time, and the description is only the tip of the iceberg.

But if someone in the next generation saw this diary, what would they think of?

Don't be afraid, guess boldly.

Your thoughts will be the same as mine, this is an unintended conspiracy.

From Ziyue, to the meteor shower, to the beast catastrophe, to the natural catastrophe ... everything is like a premeditated plan, violently pulled away.

Isn't it? If you think about it, you will find a trace of ‘man-made’. If the mastermind behind this is an intelligent creature, I will call him a human.

Weapons were intentionally destroyed, and even mutated creatures were organized, and then I did not know what method was used to launch the natural disaster.

When I say this, I'm not being stimulated and talking nonsense.

The point of destroying weapons would not be so purposeful and targeted without wisdom.

There are other survivors of tissue mutant creatures. They have seen humanoid monsters in the organization. What are they?

As for natural disasters? It's weird, it's violent, but the degree of control is just right on the basis that it will not cause complete destruction.

At least superpeople can avoid it, like me.

Then I got a little news that this destruction did not actually start that night.

It started a few days before that night.

A rat plague, a pest plague, or something, destroyed some small villages and towns.

It is just that such a disaster did not occur in the densely populated Huaxia, but in another continent with a large population and a sparse population. To avoid panic, it was deliberately suppressed by some truth.

Now everything is exposed.

No one sighs.

It felt like a small village experiment, and then when Ziyue rose, she started to act completely.

The conspiracy is strong enough to make people think.

But even so, I still don't think this is a destruction. If you want to destroy, as long as the various actions are slightly more violent, human beings will be in a state of utter danger.

Couldn't it be more violent? Is this the limit? No, no one thinks that, from the means shown by the organizers behind them, they can do it.

Moreover, all the disasters were concentrated on that night, and after that it began to be calm .... but, all the changes continued.

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For half a year, I experienced a lot of pain.

People say that time can bury wounds and take everything away, and I admit that I can take everything away, but burying wounds is not always the case.

At least my wounds started to scab, but the blood was still dripping under the blood ...

The text is calm and can't describe one millionth of pain.

Occasionally I want to give up, I want to sleep completely, immerse myself in the dream of civilization, and never wake up again.

Everything today is very difficult, as difficult as the primitive people are facing the planet, except that everything around them has become a bit scary and strange.

But you still have to live. At this time, everyone who can live knows that living has become a mission, a mission that can continue for humanity.

So ... everything in the past can only be pursued in a dream.

Tonight, I still want to dream.

If I can see people I know, and if I am lucky, I can see my parents or her, I want to tell them good news.

I have become a Purple Moon Warrior.

Yes, in this era, the surviving Superman has been given a new title-the Purple Moon Warrior.

Under the demon-like purple moon, the soldiers still insisting on fighting!

I also became one of them, and after thinking about it, I felt that I was strong and determined.

If I can live a long time, I want to be an observer of the times, recording this groundbreaking start, every day of hardship, every day of struggle ...

"Huh ..." Tang Ling raised his head, closed the book with a slam, and began to take a big breath.

His body was not tired at all. A set of physical techniques and gentle medicine soup eliminated his fatigue.

But his heart was out of breath.

Tang Ling thought that he was a very calm person, sometimes even a bit cold-blooded, but I don't know why, but when he saw the truth of the demise of the times, he had a kind of heavyness that could be brought into it.

Does this sensitivity belong to you? Tang Ling was very puzzled, just like he was very concerned about these in his bones, very much concerned ... Is the disappearing memory at work?

A "Ziyue Chronicle" is actually very thick. Later, it also records some important things in the Ziyue era.

For example, the true definition of Ziyue Warrior is different at each step.

What are other professionals? Where does super technology come from, etc., etc.?

However, Tang Ling was not in a mood to look down now.

He looked up at Boss Huang. At this time, Boss Huang also looked at Tang Ling. His eyes were deep, as if he had countless secrets.

But Tang Ling felt that this look and his heart had an inexplicable resonance.

At that moment, Tang Ling felt that Huang must know more about the truth.

He wiped a handful of water and sweat, and asked in a low voice, "Boss, is it a conspiracy?"

"Yes." Boss Huang answered without hesitation.

The upheaval of the age is really a conspiracy? Who did it? Who has such a pair of invisible hands that can subvert the world?

"An alien?" Tang Ling raised an eyebrow.

"Nonsense." Boss Huang replied, he didn't mean to be kidding.

"No? Who would that be? Why is it ruined? Isn't it cruel? Why on earth?" Tang Ling stood up from the barrel in excitement.

"Who is it?" Boss Huang also stood up, pacing slowly to the window, looking far into the night, the dark sea, silent.

The fire of the pipe was inexhaustible, and the rising smoke wrapped the entire owner of Huang.

"Don't you understand? The diary clearly states that this is not destruction."

"As for who, I tell you it's yours, do you believe it?" Boss Huang's tone suddenly lightened, but he didn't look at Tang Ling, but just kept looking out the window.

Tang Ling sipped her blood in her throat and almost sprayed it out! Boss Huang's answer is better than not answering, listening only makes people more foggy.

At this time, Huang Huang turned to look at Tang Ling, his eyes became a bit harsh: "Want to explore the truth of the world? Do you think you are qualified now?"

"Discussing this with you is as ridiculous as talking to an ant who wants to save the world."

"I didn't say to save the world ..." Tang Ling muttered.

"Shut up ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Since you don't want to save the world, it doesn't matter what you know. The longest life a person can do is learn to reconcile his curiosity when necessary."

"If I were you, I would carefully read the content behind" Purple Moon Notes ", and I think it would be more practical for you."

"Just now, let's see. You don't even know what a first-order Ziyue soldier is? By what standard? It's daring, I don't know anything, and dare to provoke so many people inexplicably. Fight more, you can only say that you are lucky. "Boss Huang interrupted Tang Ling's words, and then said something else.

But Tang Ling's face grew ugly: "Do you know who I am?"

"You are Tang Ling, aren't you?" Boss Huang spit out a smoke ring, and then looked at Tang Ling: "Are you stupid when you are yourself, or when you are me?"

While talking, Boss Huang quickly came to the desk, took out a few newspapers from the storage folder on the corner of the desk, and threw it to Tang Ling's face.

"Your inferior camouflage can't fool my eyes." As Huang talked, it seemed that he was no longer excited, and the old fox smiled again.