There is An Apocalyptic Man In the Village [Rebirth]

July 15, 2035, weekend.

Today was supposed to be a lively weekend holiday, but apart from the traffic on the streets of City N, few pedestrians passed by. Even if there were, they were all swearing and complaining about words like'what the **** weather', holding the umbrella. Step away.

It’s no wonder that this is the case not only in N city, but also in all parts of the country. The weather has changed abnormally. In mid-July, the temperature has reached almost fifty degrees. In such a hot day, who is all right to seek abuse? Go out to stroll in the sun that can kill people.

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Sitting in a noodle restaurant, Wu Qingyuan ate the noodles with rich broth while staring at the road that looked like it was going to be exposed to the sun and the complaining passers-by, with a solemn mood.

He knew that this kind of hot weather would not last long, and it would cool down in a few months. The weather in the autumn tiger was covered with heavy snow, and there were lively discussions and reports on TV news and on the Internet.

The strange weather has aroused everyone's curiosity and exploration, but I don't know that all this is a harbinger of the end of the world.

Yes, this world will enter the hell-like end of the world in a few months. The current hot climate ends and the temperature begins to cool. Then a heavy snowfall of goose feathers brings an unknown virus, and then nearly half of the entire earth’s human beings have been destroyed. The infection became the cannibal monster in Resident Evil on TV.

All this is so incredible, but no one can't believe it, because this is something he has personally experienced.

He clearly remembered everything that happened in his previous life, as well as the abilities that still existed in his body, which proved that he was reborn, before the end of the world broke out.

"Boss, another bowl of beef noodles!"

Pushing the empty bowl in front of him aside, Wu Qingyuan beckoned and continued to order a bowl of noodles with the noodle shop owner. Although he is full now, he can't help but want to eat after ten years of starvation in the last days.

In the last days of his life, his life was actually better than that of many people, because he was not only a dual element of wood and space capable of ripening plants, but also a skill trained as a mercenary before the end of the world. He was in the base. Li is not a high-level person, but he is also a supernatural person with a bit of identity.

But noodles made of this kind of clean white noodles, and beef cooked in fragrant soup, in the late end of the world, let alone ordinary people, even those with supernatural powers like him would not dare to think about it, this kind of "high-end food" only The leader of the base and the real high-level can enjoy it.

He almost forgot the taste of the most common food before the end of the world.

Hula Hula ate the last bowl of beef noodles with soup and juice in spite of the image. Wu Qingyuan put down his chopsticks, took out the money and settled the account, then took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey, it's Qingyuan. I'm back from a business trip? Auntie is worried about missing you. Why did the company send you on a business trip on such a hot day? I also went abroad. I heard that there was an earthquake in country M a few days ago. Yes, I can’t get through if I call you, but I’m scared to death. When I come back, come to my aunt. Aunt just made a pot of old duck soup today, your favorite..."

As soon as the number was dialed, the phone was connected quickly, and then a middle-aged woman's chattering voice came from the other end of the phone, and Balabala said a lot of caring words.

"I know, I'll be there in a while, aunt, please call your uncle back by the way, just want to talk to you about the house..."

No longer listening to the nagging on the other end of the phone, Wu Qingyuan interrupted the voice inside, said something directly, and then hung up the phone blankly.

If he heard the words on the phone just now, he would be very moved if he heard them. After his parents died, only his aunt's family cared about him, but at this moment, his mood was not moved at all, because he knew that these words were all false.

The aunt’s family cared about him only because his parents left him a downtown house, and because he had a high-paying “job”, they would bring a lot of things to her house every time they came back, and honor her few red envelopes. .

If the aunt’s family really cares about him, why does it always only receive red envelopes and gifts instead of what he is doing? Is it right to make so much money? Isn’t it tiring? And his life and why are there no friends around him?

It was not until after the end of the world that he worked so hard to protect his aunt’s family and risked his life to run out of the base to find food. These people ruthlessly left him when his fever was the most critical time to activate his abilities. Only then did he know that he had been acting The relatives of your loved ones are just a group of white-eyed wolves...

After leaving the noodle shop, Wu Qingyuan took a rental and went straight to his aunt's house.

Although he was born again after ten years of the last days, he still remembers all the things before the last days, including the address of his aunt's house.

It’s no surprise that his uncle rushed back to his aunt’s house when he said “house” before it was off work. The two couples sat on the sofa with excitement. There were several dishes on the dinner table, among them the old duck soup mentioned on the phone.

"Oh, Qingyuan finally came back. Didn’t he just get off the plane? Hungry, go to the table to eat, look at the old duck soup aunt who has been waiting for several hours. The ducks were bought by farmers in the suburbs. Natural green, more than 100 yuan a piece, the family has been used for a week, if it weren't for you to come back, my aunt would not bear it..."

As soon as they saw Wu Qingyuan, Wu Sufen and his wife hurriedly got up from the sofa to greet him. With smiles on their faces, they pulled him to the dinner table and sat down, actively serving a bowl of old duck soup, just like seeing their son coming back. Like caring enthusiasm.

Wu Qingyuan was not in a hurry to answer the conversation, and calmly took the bowl and started drinking soup. Although he had only eaten a few bowls of noodles just now, he didn't bother to drink a few more bowls of soup and turned a deaf ear to Wu Sufen's concern.

This is the measurement used by his aunt's family, called poor.

In his previous life, he was very skilled and courageous. He made a lot of money as a mercenary. He didn’t care much about money. He was an orphan, and his dearest was his aunt’s family. So he always cared about his aunt’s family. Very generous, treat him as his parents' elders.

There is no need for the aunt's family to speak up. As long as the other party expresses his embarrassment a little bit, he will respect and help a little bit, but now, these people still want to make ideas from him, that is absolutely impossible!

Slowly tasting the delicious and fragrant old duck soup, Wu Qingyuan did not speak, and let Wu Sufen and his wife pretend to care about talking nonsense. He didn't feel annoying, because he knew that these people would soon end the nonsense and enter the topic. of.

Sure enough, but after he drank a bowl of soup, Wu Sufen brought the topic to the point.

"...Hey, look at your cousin's unskilled thing. If you can't become a martial artist, you have to worry about me and your uncle to become a family. The girlfriend I had before is about to get married. The girl doesn't dislike us. Jiahong is not a local account in City N, but we must have a house in City N..."

"This is not too demanding. Now you really can't get married without a house. That girl is still a native of City N. But Qingyuan. You know the situation of my aunt's house. The housing price in City N is so high, especially if it is close to the city. Buy it, it depends on the relationship..."

"That's why my aunt told you about your house last time. You are a capable person. You are making a lot of money abroad all the year round, but your cousin is not a good man. Anyway, your house is vacant. You must be so capable. If you live in a villa, why don’t you help your brother and sell the house to your aunt’s house. It’s your own family. Don’t worry, the house’s Aunt Qian will raise money for you. It will take some time..."

Wu Sufen kept talking, and her uncle next to her also interjected from time to time, and spared no effort to persuade.

As Wu Qingyuan expected, every sentence of the husband and wife was exactly the same in their previous life, without missing a single word, and the expressions of calculating the house when they talked about the house were not bad, and he couldn't stop seeing it. Sneer.

I have to say that his aunt's abacus is really good, and his short-term and soft-hearted character is eaten to death. Knowing that he will not easily sell his parents' house, he came up with such an affectionate method.

What to sell iron to raise money to buy a house is simply robbed in the name of relatives.

Knowing that he is not short of money, knowing that he cares about relatives and feelings and will not take the initiative to ask for money. Once the house is obtained, the time for raising money will be extended indefinitely. Just like the previous life, once the house is transferred, he will never mention the house. NS.

If you want his house so much, that's okay, he will fulfill these white-eyed wolves who will avenge their gratitude.

"What my aunt said is that it is a pity that my house is vacant. Jiahong is my younger brother and we are relatives. My brother should help, but we need to discuss this house carefully..."

After drinking the last sip of the old duck soup, Wu Qingyuan put down the bowl with a faint smile, stared at the excited aunt and spoke slowly.

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In the later stage, there is a supporting role CP who is 12 years old.