The Infinite Journey Of The Prototype

"What?"

Rob flipped through the notebook and began to think about whether he wrote this sentence because of boredom when he left yesterday.

‘You are not alone! ’

Who wrote it?

There was such a question in his mind. Rob carefully observed the sentence above. He picked up the pen on the table and imitated the same sentence under the distorted character.

As a sentence fell, his heartbeat became faster and faster, his eyes widened, and he slowly lowered his pen.

"Sam, we should go now!"

Yes! This sentence must have been written by other people. This word is so ugly that he can't write it even when he is drunk. It is definitely another survivor!

Thinking of the loud noise in the direction of the Empire State Building last night, he has reason to believe that the sound was made by another survivor to fight the Night Demon!

He must go over and take a look!

After tidying up the information on the table, Rob ran to his car quickly, and the dog Sam also moved on all fours to follow.

One person and one dog returned to the car, started the car, and drove towards the Empire State Building.

While driving the car, Rob kept praying in his heart hoping to see a living person, hoping that this time would not be a disappointing ending.

"Please!"

He whispered a word in his mouth, the car accelerated to sixty miles, and Rob shook his head with red eyes.

The dark red commercial car crossed several unmanned streets, the weeds were bent by the wind blowing from the car, Sam in the co-pilot position stuck his mouth out of the car window, inhaling loudly, his tongue swaying with the wind NS.

South Street Wharf is only three kilometers away from the Empire State Building, and Rob has arrived near the Empire State Building in only five minutes.

After entering Fifth Avenue, Rob was taken aback by the scene he saw, because now Fifth Avenue has become a large garbage dump.

Tables, chairs, computer cases, fire extinguishers, mops, buckets, and large pieces of paper have turned this place into an open-air dump.

Rob doesn't come often on the Empire State Building because there are a lot of people here, and the number of night monsters hiding in the buildings on both sides is amazing, and there are no supplies.

The last time he came here was when he went to several tanks here to carry the remaining shells a year ago. At that time, there would not be so many debris piled up here.

Rob parked the car on the side of Fifth Avenue, cautiously picked up the M6920 rifle, and prepared to walk into this "junkyard" to check the situation.

"No no, Sam, you stay in the car!"

Seeing that Sam also wanted to get out of the car, Rob immediately raised his hand and closed the car door and let him stay in the car.

The height of these debris is not suitable for Sam to enter, there are too many things blocking the view, and it is very difficult to walk, and Sam will be distracted by coming over.

Rob found a better place to stay and began to go deep into Fifth Avenue.

The table fragments and all kinds of weird things are really hard to settle down. It took a lot of effort, and Rob only walked seven or eight meters, and soon he made a discovery!

Rob was standing at an intersection now. The next step was originally to step on a mess of report sheets. As a result, the depth of his footing was a little bit different from what he thought, even if all his attention was focused on his feet. Almost because of stepping on the air and throwing a somersault.

A little embarrassed and stabilized his body, he glanced at his feet suspiciously. After finding a new place to stay and pushing away some of the surrounding debris, Rob leaned over and picked up the stack of paper that had almost caused him to fall, and threw it aside.

Then he saw a cracked pothole on the ground, and the pattern that looked like an animal's footprint.

"What's this?" Rob touched the cracked pit on it with his hand, with a hint of anxiety on his expression.

It took him a long time to stand up and saw that the tank that had been parked at the intersection on the left was missing one!

It is impossible for a tank to disappear suddenly, but that is the M1 main battle tank, weighing fifty to sixty tons, and it is impossible to say that it disappears as soon as it disappears!

He looked around like crazy, trying to find the disappeared tank, or to find some traces of its movement.

Then he was in the office building behind him and saw the chassis of the M1 main battle tank that had crashed through the wall and embedded in the front desk.

Things began to become more and more incomprehensible, Rob shook his head dumbfounded, looked at the tank that had crashed into the front desk of this office building, then looked down at the huge footprints near his feet, and breathed out fragrance.

"What the hell happened here?"

Leaving aside his footprints and tanks for the time being, he continued to move towards the Empire State Building with his gun.

Although he knew that some unthinkable things had happened here, when Rob overthrew the debris and saw the "crater" in front of the Empire State Building, he was still completely speechless.

On the ground in front of him, a huge pit like a spider web appeared on the original complete asphalt road.

The diameter is visually about ten meters, and the depth may be 1.5 meters.

Rob stepped over the debris in front of him and jumped into the pit, carefully watching the progress, guessing how the pit was formed.

"Meteorite?" He said a more likely answer, but soon new doubts emerged, "If it is really a meteorite, what about... things?"

Rob walked to the middle of the pit, looked at the depression of his feet on the ground, his lips trembled twice, and sighed: "It looks like a meteorite with the soles of two feet."

"In fact, that's caused by the soles of the feet."

With such an unfamiliar word in his ear, Rob, who was on alert at any time, raised his muzzle instantly, turned and aimed at the right direction.

I don’t know when, Li Wei stood on the edge of the pit, and was looking with interest. Rob, who is exactly the same as Will Smith, "Don’t be nervous, although I’m not afraid of that stuff, but I still don’t want to be The thing hit the face."

After seeing that it was actually a living person, Rob was stunned for a moment, then immediately put down the gun, and the vigilant expression on his face was gradually replaced by excitement.

Living!

After three years, he finally saw a living person!

No one is bored enough to play with a bunch of dummy role-playing games all day long. I haven't seen a living person in three years. The only social interaction is with Sam. The increasing loneliness almost drives him into schizophrenia. I wish I could talk to another myself.

Now I finally saw a living person, Rob couldn't help taking a step forward, and said excitedly: "You are a human, ah no! My name is Rob Neville! Do you need food? Or is it water? Or medicine? Oh! , Sorry, I'm so happy!"

Because he was too excited, he couldn't even speak well. He looked at Li Wei with such eager eyes, and walked away from his legs to the edge of the pit.

His steps were messy and he almost fell.

Li Wei smiled and stretched out his hand, grabbed Rob, and introduced himself: "Li Wei, an ordinary salesman."

Last night he fancyly "assimilated" a large number of nearby night monsters here, and converted them all into key energy, perhaps because the function has been repaired a little bit, and the energy conversion efficiency has increased a lot.

Although it has never been understood why the key can obtain energy from his assimilated life, it has risen to 56.88%, totaling 16,341 night monsters.

Because he wants to leave this world earlier, this world is too boring, almost all electronic products have disappeared, without the infinite happiness brought by the Internet, and even no one was amused by him!

What happiness is there in such a world!

What reason does he have to stay? !

There is still one reason...

Helping a bunch of "Will Smith" dog Sam survive, the dog's loyal spirit of protecting the lord is worthy of recognition, and he cried when he watched a movie for the first time!

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