Rebirth at the end of the world: I report to the country!

Chapter 4 4· “The prophecy is true!”

Lin Li's consciousness in the space paused for a moment, and then he stepped forward to take a more detailed look.

An ordinary glass tube without any packaging or markings on the outside, with a cork on the top.

When the thought of "pick it up" flashed through Lin Li's mind, did the potion disappear directly in the space?

Where's the stuff?

Lin Li's eyes widened and he looked around. The potion just disappeared?

The hands of the "'Clock of Disaster'" in front of me are still moving, making a "ticking, ticking" sound.

There was nothing else in the space, so Lin Li withdrew from it.

"It's here..." Lin Li looked at the glass tube in his hand and murmured softly.

"Put it back." Following Lin Li's order, the blue glass tube disappeared directly into his hand.

…

A few minutes later, the bedroom.

"This tattoo and the blue liquid are what came with my rebirth. It's not an exaggeration to say it's a golden finger."

"The liquid smells odorless, and the volume is estimated to be about a hundred milliliters. The taste is unknown and I haven't tried it yet."

"The liquid appears at the end of one day and at midnight the next day, but after it appears, the clock of disaster continues to operate. Therefore, it is speculated that something will appear in the consciousness space at the end of every day."

"At the same time, this consciousness space can only access things generated by the Calamity Bell. It cannot access real objects and cannot be used as an extra space."

"Summary: Don't touch the first bottle of unknown liquid for the time being. Wait for the next day to see the changes in the consciousness space before making a decision."

Lin Li looked at the information he typed on the computer, lowered his head and played with the liquid one last time, nodded, deleted the text, closed the computer, and went to bed.

That night, Lin Li slept very uncomfortablely - because the bed was so comfortable and soft, it always gave Lin Li the feeling that his body was about to fall.

…

October 17, 2024, 11:43 am - there are still fourteen days left until the Era of Natural Disaster.

Ministry of National Security, lobby on the first floor.

"Finally finished the file, I'm exhausted." Zhang Quan stood up from the computer desk, turned off the computer, and stretched.

He suddenly remembered a joke: You are an undercover agent who has been sneaking into the gang for more than a year. You are careful and careful, but your identity is still discovered. When you ask how you were discovered, the boss's answer is -

"Because every time you use Word, the title is square, the subscript is Song Dynasty Simplified Chinese No. 2, the text is Song Dynasty Simplified Chinese No. 3, the first line is indented 2, and the characters are fixed at 30..."

It's all the format's fault.

"Have you already ordered the takeaway? It smells so good." The morning work ended at 11:30. Zhang Quan looked at his colleagues who had already begun to rest and eat at the corner table and asked with a smile.

"Your question is the same as asking me, 'Are you there?'. Aren't all my takeaways on the table?" the colleague who was scrolling through his mobile phone and scrolling through his followers replied in a funny way.

"Okay, okay, do you have any takeout recommendations? If not, I'll go to the canteen to eat." Zhang Quan browsed the takeout software and asked casually.

The colleague did not answer him. Zhang Quan turned his head and glanced, and saw that his colleague was smiling and looking at his mobile phone with gusto.

"What are you looking at? Are you so fascinated that your ears are selectively closed?" Zhang Quan asked curiously.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, I'm watching Super Neck. Do you know Typhoon Suri? Wasn't he originally going to blow on our heads? But today, he suddenly changed direction, and he went straight to the island in the opposite direction. He went to the Flower Country and capsized a boat on their side.

I was reading the critical comments from netizens. Although I laughed a little immorally, young people today are really good at managing their lives. "At the same time, he raised his head and explained with a smile.

"The typhoon turned? It turned well, but as you know, the young people of this generation are also called -" Zhang Quan's smiling face completely froze.

"Click!" His phone slipped from his palm and fell straight to the ground, making a crisp sound.

But Zhang Quan had no time to worry about his cell phone at the moment. Because of his excitement, his voice sounded a little unusual. Zhang Quan looked at his colleagues and asked word by word: "Ah Ze, you mean the typhoon is turning?" Did the typhoon cause the death of three people in Shimahana Country and the loss of half of the goods worth millions?"

"Yeah, you got it too?" The colleague raised his head to answer, but suddenly found that Zhang Quan's face was horribly pale and unconscious, as if he was seriously ill.

"Zhang Quan, what's wrong with you?" He quickly asked with concern.

"What time is it now?" Zhang Quan's hands were trembling, trying to find his mobile phone. After rummaging through his pocket, he realized that it had fallen to the ground and asked while picking it up.

"Forty-four, Zhang Quan, are you okay?" a colleague replied strangely.

"It's close to noon, it's close to noon... Ah Ze, are you serious about the news that the typhoon has just turned?" Zhang Quan looked at his colleagues, but his eyes were erratic, "Maybe the only people who died are really Three? Is the loss really more than one million? Is it possible that the data is wrong? "

Zhang Quan desperately hopes that this news is wrong at this moment.

Because what if this news really comes true!

What does that mean? ——The end of the world will really come to Blue Star, a global natural disaster! Countless people will die! All the good things you have now will disappear!

"Yes, Zhang Quan, are you really sick? Do you want to go to the hospital..." At the same time, he became even more worried.

"I'm not sick. If it's the whole fucking Blue Star that's sick!" Zhang Quan started to restart the extinguished computer with trembling hands, but because he couldn't poke it correctly, the computer screen kept shaking.

"Do you want to be fined for swearing in uniform?" a colleague reminded.

"The sky is falling, who the hell is going to fine me!" Zhang Quan sat in his seat and read all the news related to Typhoon Suri again word for word. After calming down a little, he looked towards My colleague: "Ah Ze, immediately help me bring up the monitoring and recording of yesterday's meeting room between me and Lin Li! Hurry! Don't ask why yet! The matter is very serious!"

"Ah? Okay!" Although my colleague was a little confused, Zhang Quan's face and actions didn't look like he was joking at all. He quickly dropped the half-cooked powder, sat back at his desk, and asked: "There were three visitors yesterday. Which one is Lin Li?"

"The last one came just before get off work, the youngest one." Zhang Quan picked up his phone with a broken screen and began to enter the callback number Lin Li left yesterday, "After you call up the monitoring and recording, please help me Go and call Wang Ke down from the second floor!"

Wang Ke was the colleague who Zhang Quan shared Lin Li's deeds with when he got off work yesterday.

Zhang Quan now needs him to be a witness with him.

"Didi didi——"

The phone entered the waiting state, but the next second, Zhang Quan's call was hung up.

"No need to fight."

Zhang Quan raised his head in confusion.

"I'm right here, already here." Lin Li stood at the door with firm eyes and said to Zhang Quan.