My universe in a bottle

Angelet calmed down the zombie tide by himself, and then started to hunt down the more than a hundred "little ants" in turn.

Between beings of the same level, who can win, humans or ants?

The outcome can be imagined!

He chased him all the way, just like Kuafu chasing the sun, running across the earth.

He killed more than forty level six zombies along the way before returning to the last refuge camp of mankind.

"Humanity wins!"

"We survived!"

"Their souls escaped and were directly blasted to pieces by the giant with a brand-new laser weapon!"

Countless people got excited, hugged each other and cried.

"Great, great! We can win this time!" Wharton and others felt that they had made the right bet and actually launched a big counterattack.

Humankind continues successfully.

On this day, the human hero, Giant King Angelet!

Will lead the people forward in the doomsday wasteland.

Refugees chanted his name throughout the refuge camp.

People started to develop again and study various technologies.

But in the next month, the zombies no longer came to attack on a large scale. They actually became very shameless and mainly harassed.

Angele could only transform into a giant statue, towering above the earth, guarding the shelter camp behind him.

Almost every day, when Angele wants to sleep and rest, their zombies start to harass you a little, preventing you from resting.

"How shameless!"

"Those zombies are so insidious!"

People survivors rant.

There is only one giant, and this is the only power that protects mankind.

However, the other party was cunning and insidious, and even harassed him frequently. Even a sixth-level super soldier couldn't withstand this kind of torment.

One month.

Two months.

Three months.

Angelet, the giant who was guarding the survivors' camp, was getting more and more tired.

He also wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but those little guys refused to fight him head-on.

Today, Angelet can only rely on the willpower of the strong to continue to hold on.

A year has passed.

For a whole year, Angele could only take short-term naps, and then he was quickly awakened and suffered a complete neurasthenia. His realm was always stuck in the early stage of the legend, and he could not break through.

On the other hand, after years of accumulation, those super zombie lords have continued to practice and have begun to break through to the peak of the sixth level, completing their legends.

This day.

A peak level 6 zombie lord is coming, "I'll send you on your way!"

A terrible war broke out.

Even though Angele was a giant, he was surrounded and suppressed by a large number of enemies, and his level was higher than his. He hadn't had a good rest for a year, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

Rumble.

The giant fell, and people wailed.

The patron saint of humanity has left.

The fate of human beings is really rough.

Countless people cried bitterly thinking about it.

The end took four years.

"I will come back!" With a look of hatred in his eyes, Athol secretly led a few survivors into the secret underground laboratory.

"Go to the camp. They may have started to activate that mysterious machine. Find the specific location and direction of the other party and see what it is!"

Several zombie lords went to hunt down and prevent the mysterious time and space machine.

However, when they checked.

Click.

It was as if time and space had shattered.

The entire space collapsed like a colorful bubble, the space was distorting, and the dozen or so sixth-level zombies nearby turned into fly ash.

"Damn it, they actually left something behind."

Ning Guochang looked downcast, looked at the big explosion, and said angrily: "It turns out to be subspace technology, they have really developed some tricks!"

The other side.

In the underground laboratory, there are more than a dozen human elites standing here, with calm and silent expressions on their faces.

Athol suddenly burst into tears.

And Li Wanning and Suzanne were also huddled here.

Li Wanning was silent for a moment, "Angelet, I'm too slow. If only my skills were faster."

Wharton sighed and said to everyone:

"Time and space turn back, and history becomes a legend. Even if there are no traces of him here anymore, people will still tell his story, Angelet, the King of Giants of the Earth."

He was holding a USB flash drive, and on it was a story that he had already prepared to travel back in time: "The End of Humanity Volume 2: Angele the Giant King".

"No one forgets a hero." Wharton read.

Everyone was speechless for a long time and stood there for a long time.

"We will one day embark on that road." Assol said softly and tremblingly: "We will also become history, in one of the doomsday poems recorded by you."

"Maybe!" Wharton touched the USB flash drive in his hand, as if caressing his lover.

And no matter how hard and tiring he was, Wharton never forgot his great dream as a filmmaker.

Click.

The world stands still.

Everything pressed the pause button, and outside the crystal wall, a huge shadow slowly approached.

"It's developing very quickly!"

"It is indeed an apocalyptic world. It collapses so quickly. This civilization has only been inferred for a few years, and it is over at every turn."

Li Qing crossed the crystal wall and looked at Ning Guochang, who was helpless and furious in the ruins, at the Angele giant who fell in the ruins, and at the dilapidated and terrifying city.

Click click click.

One after another, flesh and blood flying discs and countless engineering teams began to quickly enter from the crystal wall to rebuild the city.

"Another era. It's so short. It reminds me of Atabibia, alcohol and ultraviolet rays. The changes of the times are just a few days." Li Qing thought to himself.

[Repairing the world——]

[This reincarnation lasted four years and three months. 】

[The harvest is as follows: 1. Human perfect gene potion, 2. Subspace bubble attack (incomplete), 3. There are one hundred and seventy-three sixth-level legends, four at the peak of legends. 】

"The speed is very cruel." Li Qing narrowed his eyes.

This development model is very aggressive in the short term.

This has only been four years, and it has caused a big explosion.

The oppressive force of death stimulated all their potential.

It feels like the rapid outbreak of this era has almost caught up with the Artabian era of mass extinctions and the pressure of death.

The most important thing is that in the past, there were very few people in the realm of legendary wizards, but now it is an era where they appear in large numbers.

After all, this is always the case with civilizational progress.

This is probably the difference between "pioneers" and "learners".

Newton, the giant of the era, discovered the formula of universal gravitation. Countless scientists took over the baton and continued to study it. The latecomers only need to learn to apply this formula.

Now, even every ordinary college student has more knowledge in his head than Newton's as long as he studies hard. Can we say that every modern college student is better than Newton?

The development of a great era was built with the accumulation of blood and bones of our predecessors.

Later generations often think they are great, but still ignore their greatness. The hardships experienced in that era, a seemingly short formula, and the efforts made are unimaginable by future generations.

"There is a huge explosion. Maybe according to the historical progress, in more than ten years, seventh-level demigods may appear in this doomsday land." Li Qing smiled playfully.

comfortable.

It's so comfortable!

Sure enough, using the data in Ning Guochang's head to rebuild the world was his most correct decision.

This apocalyptic world has high potential for terror.

Even demigods may not be the end. In that parallel universe, after Ning Guochang died, there may have been more advanced evolved perverted zombies, entering a new stage, running rampant in the universe, traveling in the atmosphere, and tearing apart human satellites. .

That apocalyptic zombie world has a terrifyingly high level!

Our own wizarding world is currently far less explosive than the other party's.

Of course.

It's probably not worse, but it's just that it has been locked in a single room before, and its size is too small, which limits its development. What can I do with a room of dozens of square meters?

If it is released now, there may be a big explosion in speed.

"And subspace technology is the real power. If that semi-finished product can be completed," he was looking forward to it.

It's just a bit troublesome to fix this mess.

However, the harvest was huge, and Li Qing was not afraid of trouble.

"This guy is so fucked up."

Li Qing bent down and lifted up the ceiling of the underground laboratory.

Looking inside, there are ten-centimeter miniature human beings crouching and crying, with different expressions and freeze-frame postures.

His eyes finally fell on Wharton, who was holding a USB flash drive in memory, "As time goes by, thoughts span every time and space. Your dream of being a filmmaker will never be erased, right?"

He shook his head but did not stop.

There is some history that needs to be remembered. This is not only a tribute to the heroes, but also a monument that inspires future generations to continue.

The golden spirit is a kind of inheritance, an atmosphere of martyrdom formed by outbreaks one after another. It is precisely through people's continuous efforts that an era of courage and passion will emerge.

"Continue to repair and deduce the next doomsday sandbox."

Li Qing patted the dust on his body, took a deep breath, and left the apocalyptic city in ruins. The survivors, frozen in despair, continued to return to the living room:

"I have a hunch that after these two preparatory foundation accumulations, if this continues, the next time, or the next time, it will completely explode, and the super life of the seven-minded demigod should appear."