Little Cannon Fodder Really Panic

System No. 444: [Host No. 44, all the information has been sent to you. The system is very busy, there is nothing important, don't bother casually. Even if there is something important, you can leave it alone. You are already an adult, and you have to learn to solve problems by yourself. 】

Ji Mo: "The last question, my number is unlucky, so I apply for a change. I remember that a high-rise building like 44 is either set as an emergency refuge floor, or it will be changed to another number, such as 43b. In short, 44 is not needed. of."

System No. 444: [Host No. 44, please don't promote superstition, you are a person who has gone through nine years of compulsory education, and you must believe in science. The system number is 444, and the host task is not still scheduled, and I haven't heard of any problems. It will be selected as the excellent system and the most diligent system every year. 】

[Host 44, do you have any questions? 】

Ji Mo: "Nothing."

System No. 444: [Then go and do the task. I hope that in the first world, you can successfully turn over as a cannon fodder and live a long life. 】

Ji Mo: "Let your good words, I will try my best."

System No. 444: [Successfully avoid accidental death and catastrophe, there are rewards, it is good for the world you experience behind. 】

Ji Mo: "I will try my best to survive, and I will definitely end my life."

Ji Mo is in the real world, it is the end of the world, and zombies are rampant.

She wandered around in the last days for many years, just to live desperately.

An ordinary person, without awakening power, life is more fragile than an ant, and she eventually died. He died miserably, he was killed by another ability person, just like cannon fodder. She was just one of many dead cannon fodder, and did not cause any waves.

She had a strong will to live, and she died so cold that she didn't want to close her eyes. She worked so hard that she was accidentally affected by the supernatural power, and she died at the touch of a touch. She was unwilling to even think about it.

System 444 suddenly appeared and asked if she still wanted to live, she answered without hesitation, thinking.

It's better to die than to live! She is so young and has not seen this colorful world yet, she will experience the cruelty of the end times, the ending of death.

System No. 444 said that he was attracted by her strong will to live, and thought she was very suitable for the cannon fodder.

Her task is to wear the cannon fodder of every world, live, avoid all accidents, and live to the end of her life.

Ji Mo really likes this task.

Can be alive, where is not alive? She will live desperately.

Saying goodbye to system number 444, Ji Mo was dropped on the small world cannon fodder.

Opening her eyes, she found that she was in the subway. This is the last subway in the evening, and her destination is the last station. There are not many people on the subway.

In the carriage she was in, there was no one. Looking at the left and right sides, she could vaguely see two or three people.

The information about this world was passed to her on System 444. In order for her to be easy to substitute, the name of the cannon fodder automatically changed to her own name.

She still likes this method of treatment, it is indeed very substituting, and now she feels that the empty carriage is a bit crappy.

The information given to her by the system No. 444 is very simple.

Name: Ji Mo.

Date of death: tonight.

Her murderer: a hatred.

Features: peaked cap, casual clothes, great strength.

She is a cannon fodder when she gets off the subway and will be killed by a hatred mad. Things came to light the next day, and the corpse was dragged for autopsy. It started with her as cannon fodder, leading to the serial murder case of the hatred madness, and then the main plot began around this case.

Ji Mo looked at the small green dot on the subway. The subway was currently heading to the last station. In other words, she could not get off the station early, and could only face the murderer.

It took a long time to reach the last station. She opened the bag and tried to find some weapons that could counterattack from the bag.

The bag is a small and exquisite handbag, which contains: a powder puff, a lipstick, a tube of perfume, a mobile phone, a Bluetooth headset, a key, an ID card, and tissues. Apart from these, there is nothing else.

Unfortunately, there is no weapon she needs in the small bag.

She lowered her head, and on her feet were a pair of beautiful high-heeled shoes and pointed heels. This was considered a weapon and should be usable. When she saw a dress, she frowned slightly, which was not so good.

Even though she was bound by System 444, she didn't have any strange abilities, at best she learned some moves in the end times. This body has not been systematically trained, and there is no life-and-death battle. In terms of physical quality, even if she has some fighting skills, facing an adult man, she has no chance of winning.

The information provided by the system No. 444 is not specific, and she doesn't know when the hatred started to follow her and where to kill her. However, these didn't cause any pressure to Ji Mo. Taking advantage of this moment, she made up many scenes in her mind about how to react to the hatred.

The hatred is a man, so the most vulnerable of the opponent is the neck, head and lower triangle. If she can find a way, she can escape by preemptive strike. She lives in a relatively remote place, not only that, but also has to pass a section of alleys. A young single woman passes here. It is terrible to think about it.

Ji Mo was thinking about it, and the voice announcement of the subway station awakened her. She took her handbag and walked outside.

Sure enough, there were only a few people who got off the bus. She hurriedly looked at the few people. They were all adult men and were wearing casual clothes. She hesitated when she originally wanted to follow the crowd.

These adult men all went out to different subway exits, and it seemed that they didn't know each other and walked together.

She couldn't follow, there was no guarantee that there would be no murderer among them. Some of the perpetrators of crimes seemed very normal in normal times, and she was the first victim of the hatred.

It's even more difficult to be sure if you haven't killed anyone before.

She still chose the subway exit where she went home, and it was useless to go to other subway exits. It will only be farther and farther away from home, there is no 24-hour convenience store here, the more I think about it, the more terrible it becomes.

Sure enough, it was the fate of cannon fodder, and there was no favorable condition for her.

After crossing a road, Ji Mo suddenly saw a brick on the side of the road. She picked up the brick, held the bag, put the brick under the bag, and went to the small alley that she must pass home.

At this moment, she heard the sound of slight footsteps, step by step, distinguishing from the sound of footsteps, the other party deliberately lightened the steps, not wanting to attract her attention. Fortunately, her eyes and ears are still very smart, and the other party should still have a certain distance from her.

But she was wearing high-heeled shoes, and there were some fine stones on the ground, which should have been dropped by the car that pulled the stones at night. Even if she took off her shoes and squatted her feet, she might not be able to run past the people behind her. It's better to wait for the opponent to come forward. She strikes first and then runs. After the opponent suffers from pain, it is not so easy to chase her.

Just as Ji Mo walked into the alley at the previous speed, he suddenly heard the footsteps speeding up behind him. She felt bad, this person seemed to want to commit a crime in a small alley, and the other party might have a weapon like a stick in his hand.

Seeing that person was approaching behind her, Ji Mo, whose heart was beating fast, turned around suddenly, and the person in his eyes was indeed wearing a peaked cap.

The man in the peaked cap didn't expect Ji Mo to turn around suddenly, and he was taken aback.

Ji Mo suddenly had an idea. She showed a weird smile at the cap-cap man, revealing the faint light coming in from outside, and such a weird sneer, really made the cap-cap man stunned.

He watched Ji Mo slowly take out a brick from under the small bag, and smiled at him with corners of his lips. The cap man's hand holding the baseball bat trembled, and he involuntarily turned the direction of his foot.

Ji Mo saw that the opponent's action was a bit inclined to run away at any time.

She had another plan in her heart and hung the Bluetooth headset in her bag to her ear: "Liu Ju, the target has appeared, it should be him. The target is scared, I will catch him right away."

As soon as the words fell, the man in the peaked cap holding the baseball bat subconsciously ran away, and heard a male voice coming from behind: "Okay, I'll come over right away." This is a voice that Ji Mo downloaded on the subway. I thought it was Used for other purposes, I didn't expect it to come in handy.

Seeing the man in the peaked cap run away, Ji Mo shouted: "No, he ran in the direction of Exit A of the subway." After shouting, Ji Mo still chased two steps, and the man in the peaked cap felt that he was running faster.

When he turned the corner, Ji Mo quickly took off his heels, regardless of whether the gravel on the ground hurts or not, he ran toward home quickly.

Move tomorrow!

Call the moving company in the morning.

When she finally came to the gate of the community, Ji Mo slowed down and escaped a death disaster. She felt a lot more relaxed.

She felt tingling on the soles of her feet. Using the lights at the gate of the community, she lifted her feet, only to find that the soles of her feet were bleeding. It should have been when she was panic that she stepped on the gravel and scratched the soles of her feet.

There happened to be a clinic next to the community. It seems that it hasn't closed today. Most of it has some patients temporarily.

Ji Mo limped over and walked into the clinic, and he smelled the unique smell of the clinic.

On the seats in the clinic, there were two adult men and women sitting, all looking at the child on the hospital bed. The child blushed, and at a glance he knew that his body temperature was very high and he was cooling down with water.

Usually the original owner will come to this clinic to get some cold medicine, and the old doctor who opened the clinic, who is also a person in the community, knows her. People don't call her a doctor, but her mother-in-law Zhou.

When she saw Ji Mo, Granny Zhou raised her head and glanced at her: "Xiao Ji? You got off work so late?"

"Well, Granny Zhou, I have scratched my foot, so please help me to deal with it." Ji Mo found a place to sit down. I didn't feel that the tingling on the soles of her feet made her a little bit. Unbearable.

This body is too sensitive to pain, a small opening made her a little bit too painful.

She felt that there should be some stones in the wound.

Thinking of disinfecting for a while and cleaning the stones inside, I feel unhappy.

The enemy made her almost lost her life and cut her foot. The matter is endless. It is estimated that it was useless to call the police, and the other party did nothing.

When the sole of the foot is healed, she still has to learn kung fu. The kind of hate criminals can’t be sentenced to death. Who knows if she escaped this time and if there will be another next time. She is a little cannon fodder that is particularly unsafe to live in this world. .

"Why did it hurt, fell? It hurt the sole of your foot, you girl, did your shoes not fit and you walked with your shoes off?" Granny Zhou stood up and looked at it, whispering, "Shoes should still fit. , Don’t always do it for beauty, or it’s yourself that hurts, young people nowadays just don’t care about their bodies."

"It shouldn't be that the shoes don't fit the feet. There are no traces of worn-out shoes on her feet." A crisp and cold female voice fell from the top of her head.