The End Is Coming, Fortunately I Have A Doomsday Simulator!

"As we said before, N City, a small place.

Song lit a cigarette, the coffee's love mist was mixed with the smoke, and under the light of the bulbs on the tent, it radiated blue light.

Originally, "This is the hardest place, with bad traffic and sparsely populated people, it's hard to imagine going to the city to play.

"But I didn't expect that when the end came, it would become a blessed land.

"With the movement caused by this group of murlocs, it didn't take us much time to rescue all the survivors from the town. Obviously, the population of the city was far less than half of the city of S."

"But now, with just one N domain, we have saved more than 9,000 people."

"In terms of the population of the gathering place, we are already one of the gathering places with the largest number of people."

"Life is not bad, but I can't say how long it will last, but even so, as long as this situation can be guaranteed to continue, we can live well."

Song Ne looked at Lin An and said, "Even if the nuclear bomb you predicted does come, there are suitable air-raid shelters near us. Together, it can hold 10,000 people. With a little modification, it can be made out. An underground shelter came and fought through the winter.

"But if there are more people,

If there are more people, it will never be able to be stuffed.

Song laughed at himself: "Of course I don't want you to come."

"If you don't come, we can hide in the underground, no matter what kind of corpse tide nuclear bomb it is, once the gate is closed, the materials are gathered, and then go out after it is safe."

"But if they all come, the old air-raid shelter will not be able to accommodate tens of thousands of people. It is not up to me to decide whether to hide or not."

"What's more, although our gathering place has the most people, in comparison, our combat power is the smallest."

"We were originally... the navy.

Song sighed, looked into the distance, and muttered to himself: "We don't have much heavy firepower, and the current heavy firepower is still desperately unloaded from the ship.

"If other gathering places come, with their number and firepower allocation, will this place still be my site? Can I still protect the people under my hands?"

Lin 04 An was thoughtful.

Maybe Song is not just greedy for power, he just doesn't want to hand over his destiny to others in this apocalypse.

As he said, maybe if you hide, you can really escape the corpse tide.

Song continued to take a breath of smoke and slowly exhaled: "What's more, we still have evolutionaries, and maybe there will be more evolutionaries in the future, as long as there is time, one day, we will still be able to climb out of the underground shelter. from.

Maybe "it's a little timid, I always feel that I have no confidence in fighting those monsters."

He laughed miserably and said, "Have you never seen our ship overturned by a big octopus in an instant, in an instant, and hundreds of people were dragged into the sea little by little before they could leave. ."

"And those murlocs, I can't finish killing them."

"I've seen a mutant zombie, and our weapons can't kill that monster at all."

"If it wasn't for Cheng Jue's evolution, that mutant zombie, our entire gathering place, would all have to die."

"How to fight? How to win? I can't see hope, Lin An, I can't see hope.

"I don't want to fight a zombie head-on at all."

Song's expression was bleak, and even a little disinterested.

He sighed, somewhat self-liberating, and laughed at himself: "You must look down on me, don't you? With such a heavy burden on your body, all you want to do is escape and hide."

Maybe "...Abdicating the throne and letting Xiancai change is what I should do, I already, I don't know how to go on.

This is the first time for Lin An to see someone so desperate in front of him.

This is a kind of fear that comes from the bottom of my heart, a kind of self-defeating because there is no hope in sight.

Perhaps, in the many gathering places, there are many people who are just like Song.Lin An pondered for a moment, with a calm expression: "Are you afraid of death?"

"Who's not afraid of death?" Song muttered to himself, the coffee in the paper cup in his hand was squeezed by him unconsciously and overflowed, so he shrank his hands subconsciously.

"I thought I would die of old age, sickness, and accident, but I don't want to be eaten alive by those monsters, torn apart, and transformed into deformed monsters by radiation..."

He sighed and patted his face hard: "I'm sorry, I don't want this either.

Suddenly, raindrops fell sparsely outside.

Song Ne looked at the misty drizzle outside the tent and said softly, "Perhaps, I am no longer worthy of being a commander or a leader."

"Lin An, starting today, Vault 41 will be handed over to you."

"Don't give me the opportunity to be a deserter, because I'm afraid, I'm afraid I will really run away."

When "people from other places come, you can let Yuan Long or someone else officially take over my job, and I'll start off and become a clerk."

"Although I don't like this guy Yuan Long, I have to say that he can fight tough battles and is better than me.

"Sorry for disappointing you."

After Song finished speaking, he took a few sips of coffee and stood up.

With a lonely expression, he got up and was about to leave.

"Old Song!" Cheng suddenly roared.

He hasn't said a word since he came in, and until this moment, he finally couldn't help it. He stepped forward and grabbed the collar of the bed, unable to control his emotions in anger.

"What the hell are you thinking about?"

"What are you thinking!?"

"What do you really want to do!?

"This is your duty! Are you wearing the right clothes!"

"How many battles have we fought since the end of the day, have we lost, have we died?"

"What the hell are you afraid of!"

Cheng Peng seemed to have a very unusual relationship with Song Ne. At this moment, when his true feelings were revealed, he couldn't help but punch Song hard.

Song was slammed onto the table and rolled to the ground with a heavy punch. He groaned, and the civilian staff who were originally writing and drawing in the command room immediately got up.

Cheng Peng "! Pay attention to discipline!

"Captain Cheng calm down!"

The two of them were almost all on Cheng Peng before they could control him -- this was the reason why Cheng Peng calmed down a little, otherwise, with the physique of an evolutionary, he would be able to beat Song hard if he had two more. meal.

Jiang Qingxue and the girls didn't know how to react for a while. It was the first time they had seen such a situation. The manager of a gathering place had no fighting spirit. Obviously, the gathering place in N City was in the best situation. .

But the morale turned out to be the lowest among the gathering places he had ever seen.

Lin An didn't say anything, just took a sip of coffee.

Thinking cold-bloodedly, maybe this is a good thing. If the whole gathering place can act quickly according to his ideas, maybe the construction speed of the gathering place will be faster.

However, emotionally, seeing a man who was supposed to be strong collapse into despair to the point where he has no fighting spirit, and was tortured by fear to the point of being dazed and depraved, Lin An was also a little disillusioned for a while.

There will be more difficult days in the future, and maybe there will be more people who can't hold on, so what will happen then?

How many of these human beings he rescued with his own hands can last until next year?

Lin An lost his mind for a moment.

Cheng Peng stared at Song Ne angrily and shouted, "You have disappointed me too much, Song!"

"I'm sorry." Song said vaguely, hanging his face and spitting blood.

Then he left the tent straight away and walked into the distance in the thin rain curtain.

Cheng Peng hesitated to speak. He was so angry that he didn't know what to do. He stayed where he was for a while, and finally, he kicked the stool that Song was sitting on.

The wooden stool was torn apart and shattered on the ground.

He turned his head and shook his head: "I'm sorry, Lin An, I'm showing you a joke, I didn't expect Lao Song to be like this, he was yesterday, no, he was fine at dinner, nothing happened."

"He may be too tired. I apologize to you. What he said just now, you should say goodbye to your heart first. I will persuade him well at night."

"He's not that fragile."

"The first in the competition, the red and blue exercises, we are all powerful troops, he, he is a very good commander!"

"He, he just can't take it, our people are dying too much.

"His son also died, just a while ago.

Cheng Peng explained in a bit of confusion, the foreword didn't make sense, and finally he grabbed his short hair in pain: "Just in front of me, then I can't do anything, and when he is rescued from the murloc, he will be , that's half of it left."

Cheng Peng's sunglasses had long been dropped by him, and he smashed them with one foot in the chaos. At this moment, his blood-red eyes were full of tears, as if he saw the scene again.

"Lao Song has changed a bit since then, but I didn't expect him to be like this...

Cheng Peng was blaming himself and at the same time dazed. For a while, he seemed to have lost his backbone, and he was overwhelmed and lost his previous calmness.

Lin An said calmly: "Understandable, maybe it's just too much pressure. When he saw me, he was a little stimulated when talking, and he couldn't control it for a while."

"Tomorrow, I'll do it again tomorrow morning. If Song Ne is okay, we'll talk again."

"But, if Song doesn't recover."

“The gathering place still has to do things.

Lin An drank the coffee in his hand, turned to look at the girls and nodded.

"If he doesn't come tomorrow morning, the gathering place will be taken over by me first. Those who have opinions can come to me directly, and wait until the people from other gathering places come over, and then jointly choose a leader according to the original rank.

"Although, regarding what happened to Lao Song, I also feel... a pity, but time is pressing."

"Anyway, we need to persevere for more people who want to be alive.

Lin An patted Cheng Peng, who had a painful expression, with a calm expression but a firm tone: "With me here, the battle will never fail, we will finally win the final victory, and everything will be fine."

Cheng Peng nodded slowly, and with a somewhat ugly smile, tried to respond to him: "Thank you, I believe in you.

Lin An nodded silently, turned and left.

There were only two at a loss in the tent of Nuoda standing by the side, Cheng Peng stared blankly at the fragments of the chair he kicked, unable to speak for a long time.

Song Ne's figure had long since disappeared in the rain, and no one knew where he went.

Lin An could not have imagined that there would be so many accidents in this meeting that was not mentioned in the simulator.

But just like the simulator never mentioned it at all, no matter what - his plan, it will be pushed forward on time.

The girls also fell silent.

The sense of oppression brought by the end of the day appeared on them after a long absence.

It even made them feel a little fortunate--if there was no Lin An, if it wasn't for Lin An who has been leading them all the time.

Perhaps, it would be them who broke down early on.

Lin An's expression was calm.

As if nothing had happened, he looked left and right, chose an open space, and prepared to pitch a tent with the girls here.

Lu Yao was the first to lose his temper, and next to Lin An, he asked in a low voice, "What should I do?"

"What to do?" Lin An asked back."That's right, if Song still can't recover tomorrow, Lu Yao is a little at a loss.

"I'm here." Lin An just said.

His calm eyes were full of power.

The relaxed tone is full of confidence.

He doesn't want 347 to do it, just me, no matter what, I will do what I need to do. "

"I said, I promised you that I would live with you and live better than everyone else.

"Kill those monsters out."

"End this end.

After he finished speaking, he smiled lightly: "Why, do you think I am incapable of doing his job well?"

"Of course not!" Lu Yao replied hurriedly, but her expression was much more relieved. She smiled and bumped Lin An lightly with her shoulder.

"Xiao Lin, it's great to have you here." She said sincerely.

Jiang Qingxue just smiled and nodded, with admiration and tender love in her eyes.

Yin Xiaoxiao was the one with the least reaction.

She just whispered.

"I believe in Lin An.

"Anyway, the big deal, we'll go to Lonely Island.

"With Lin An here, even if there are only a few of us left in the world, I am not afraid.

After she finished speaking, she smiled confidently: "What's more, Lin An will definitely not fail."

"He said he can do it, he will do it, and the corpse tide will definitely be able to beat it."

Lin An couldn't help laughing, rubbed her head, and joked: "Lu Yao, in this regard, you have to study hard, be like Xiao Xiao, and have confidence in me all the time."

"Xiao Jiang must think so, right?" He looked at Jiang Qingxue again, not favoring one over the other.

Jiang Qingxue looked away from the hand he put on Yin Xiaoxiao's head, but said lightly: "Even if you can't, I will help you."

"Can I do it, aren't you the one who knows the most?" After Lin An finished speaking, she broke her defense, and her calm expression disappeared, leaving only her flushed face and shy eyes.

The four of them laughed softly, and soon returned to their relaxed appearance.

The girls didn't realize it until they retracted the tent amid the sound of rain.

what...

This is probably where Lin An is charming.

He is confident, strong, never lacking in purpose, and even the most difficult situations don't seem worth mentioning to him.

Even if everyone is precarious in this apocalypse, following him, they feel that all difficulties will be solved.

Not impatient, not sad, not dazed.

As long as you believe in him and follow him, your mood will be very happy, and the days will always seem to have hope.

The girls whispered together in the tent and slept peacefully from time to time.

Lin An sat at the entrance of the tent, while continuing to study his abilities and cultivating his aura, he was also trying to start formulating a plan of action.

Wait until twelve o'clock in the evening.

He stood still, opened the simulator, and in the rain, observed the information given by the simulator.

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