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I have discovered that I have a secret since I was a child.

That is, I can see the numbers in my eyes.

When I was little, I didn't take it seriously.

One day until the age of seven.

At that corner, I took a step forward.

The number in the eyes dropped sharply.

At the end of the time, it was about zero, at the end of the corner.

I stopped.

moment.

The roaring car passed by just five centimeters before me.

Hit the high wall on the other side.

I was unharmed.

And the time in my eyes began to reverse again, and returned to the dense numbers.

I grew up a little and started reading.

Started to learn addition and subtraction.

I began to try to understand the numbers in my eyes.

I find this is not enough.

I have also asked if there are such figures in the eyes of others.

But they all think I am naughty and are joking with them.

Since no one believes, I can only hide this secret in my belly.

Until I learned multiplication and division.

One minute is sixty seconds.

One hour is sixty.

24 hours a day.

One year is 31.56 million.

The number in the eye is 2.3 billion in one second.

The conversion on the draft paper is approximately seventy-five years.

Funny to say, is this my life?

I found that many subtle things will also change the numbers in my eyes.

Such as exams.

Instead, the question C dropped by ten seconds.

Erasing option B returned another seven seconds.

Regardless of the correct or wrong correction, the test paper is completed, according to the method of least time loss.

When the results were announced, they only scored 63 points.

The few numbers are not necessarily the correct answer.

I thought the numbers in my eyes could help me cheat.

I can only rely on myself honestly.

Later, I began to answer questions seriously.

That year's college entrance examination.

I really did that test paper seriously. But I found that when I finished the last question, I lost a lot of numbers.

I thought I had made a mistake, but the answer was correct three times.

I converted the missing time a little bit on the paper, it was five years.

I changed the question to the wrong and the time went up. . .

Good grades are exchanged for five years of life.

I smiled bitterly, really ironically.

I hesitated for five years in order to fight.

I got a high score.

The day I got the college entrance examination results, I was admitted to the city's focus.

On the way home because I was too happy to pay attention, I stepped on an empty fracture and rested for three months. And the time in my eyes has also shortened, which makes me understand.

I need to watch the movement of time all the time, sometimes the changes are only in an instant. I don't want to lose a lot of life, of course, there are many accidents.

"Stop, listen to me, don't enter this tunnel." I shouted.

"Are you crazy? What are you doing happily?" My friend looked at me with dissatisfaction.

"Stop, I won't go." I yelled again.

"What are you talking about?" My friend was angry.

The speed of the car slowed down a bit but it didn't mean to stop.

And the number in my eyes is getting less and less.

I quickly rushed up and pulled up the handbrake.

The cab immediately stopped my hand and applied the brakes.

The car stopped.

"Are you crazy? Neuropathy!" The three people in the car looked at me with strange eyes.

"Sorry, I won't go anymore. You don't need to control me anymore." I got out of the car immediately.

"This is a highway, what on earth do you want to do?" Said a friend angrily.

But I went further and further in the direction of coming.

It's safe and the numbers have returned to normal levels.

And the friends are gone.

Afterwards, there was a landslide, and the entire tunnel was engulfed.

No one survived, and I was at a loss.

I started to escape the crowd, and I was afraid that the number in my eyes would decrease.

I began to be silent.

I started doing it in minutes and seconds according to the numbers in my eyes.

But time has been decreasing, and it must be decreasing.

I am twenty years old.

In my eyes, there are only thirty-five years left.

I obviously did nothing and I started to escape.

The laboratory is the quietest place in this university.

My grades are good, I think I should be a scientist.

Because whenever the test tube is about to explode, whether it's mine or the classmate next door.

I can know ahead of time that I ran far.

graduation.

This is a manufacturing company for health products and medicines.

And I am the chief pharmacist here.

Not because of my intelligence, but because I can avoid danger.

I don't know what the ingredients of the medicine are.

But every time I do a living experiment, I choose to give myself a shot.

Not really, just put it on the skin every time.

I can see if the time is decreasing.

If it is reduced, it means failure.

No reduction is success.

And increase the example.

Sorry, I haven't seen it once in five years.

How ironic this is.

But until that day.

I was debugging the potion in the test tube.

Inadvertently tipped the needle of the test tube with the medicine and turned towards himself.

The number in my eyes actually increased, and a potion increased the time in my eyes.

From that moment, I remembered the ingredients.

Start non-stop testing.

Use a needle to dip a little bit of every medicine.

Look at the number in my eyes with my arm.

I am ecstatically adding various potions.

If the time decreases, I will return to the previous recipe.

In this way, the initial time only increased by one second and two seconds.

After the addition, the time actually began to increase tens of seconds, hundreds of seconds.

By the end of the year, the numbers had doubled.

There have been countless digits that have been jumping.

I think I invented the elixir.

I took a tube ecstatically and injected it into my body.

Refreshing and refreshing, then a repression appeared in the body.

I began to yearn for something.

And the numbers in my eyes are increasing rapidly.

Until it became a lying 8.

. . . . . .

"Hello everyone, I'm Xiao Mei, a frontline reporter. We received news that an unknown creature was found in this pharmaceutical factory. Now everyone will follow me to find out."

"Brother of the camera side? Hey? Why did you turn around and run?"

"Is there something weird behind me? Ah ..."

Snowflake's screen appeared on the TV of each household.

Every household organizes their clothes and prepares to escape.

At this time, the road was leaking.

Because the zombie is here.

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