When I become Skynet at the end of the world

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My name is Sun Hao, an ordinary office worker...

There is nothing worth bragging about in my life. I live the same life day after day.

Get up - go to work - get off work - sleep...

Perhaps when a beautiful pink-collar worker from the same company passes by, it can stir up a ripple in my peaceful life.

I thought that my life would continue like this until the end.

But just about two months ago, my life was no longer peaceful or safe.

Ah! I wish my life would continue to be boring.

Yes, the end is coming.

The news about the apocalypse came to me quickly from the beginning, from the initial after-dinner conversation to the immersive fear now.

The apocalypse completely broke out.

Through the peephole at home, I watched my neighbor outside the door suddenly collapse to the ground, then he got up with ulcers all over his body and threw himself at his family.

The blood and screams made me extremely scared, and I didn't even have the strength to move, but my subconscious told me not to scream loudly...

In this way, I stayed in my home for about ten days.

Ironically, the small three-story single room in the outer city that I originally bought because of poverty became my reason for living.

——There are few zombies, broad vision, and many canteens.

Just like this, about five days later, a familiar sound of artillery shelling and the sound of fighter planes piercing the sky suddenly came to the city.

I excitedly tore open the newspaper on the window and looked out the window.

I saw thick smoke billowing less than 500 meters away from the street where I was.

Fierce gunshots and roars could be heard from time to time, and extremely huge tanks could be seen through the gaps between the buildings.

Holding the kitchen knife in hand, I stood in front of the door and tried to rush out several times, but I was choked by the roar of zombies outside the door and couldn't lift my feet.

I hate myself for being so cowardly.

Half a day later, state troops seemed to enter the city and then gradually disappeared.

Judging from the thick smoke and the direction of the tracer bullets rising in the sky, they may have gone to rescue the social elites in the science and technology park. It seemed that they could retreat there.

Because of fear, I lost the opportunity to evacuate with the army...

That day, I thought a lot.

Three days later, when I saw a group of hundreds of survivors passing by the small building and walking cautiously out of the city, I mustered up all my courage and walked out of the house.

After blowing the head of a zombie at the corner of the building with a bat, I vomited and cried.

It turns out that the only thing that cost me my first chance to escape was this zombie...

The survivor team successfully admitted me after checking to see if I had been bitten.

Their leader is Wang Shan, a man who seems to have great leadership skills and a very kind personality.

Under his leadership, we bumped into each other along the way and successfully arrived at a small town and village after losing one or two hundred survivors.

At this time, our team size has reached more than 2,000 people, and there are more than 100 "soldiers" holding firearms.

Maybe because death can bring out human potential.

In just one day, we transformed a two-story large clothing supermarket on the edge of the town into a shelter that looked safe.

Because this town is an agricultural reserve town, and there is a warehouse of cornmeal not far away, our life is very stable and we don’t have to take risks to find supplies and food.

A few days passed like this.

Gradually, the soldiers with guns seemed to have bad thoughts, and each of us began to worry.

Even Wang Shan, who had never been panicked, had a sad face on his brow. One day, Wang Shan walked out with a sad face.

But when he came back in the afternoon, he came running back laughing maniacally.

Said he had received a gift from the gods.

After saying that, Wang Shan punched a steel safe next to him!

Everyone was shocked, including the 'soldiers' holding guns, who no longer had any other ideas.

But Wang Shan, who had received the "god's gift", seemed to be no longer the same person as before. He gradually became arrogant and dictatorial.

He did not allow anyone to point fingers at him, and even beat a former veteran to death because of this.

Since then, we have completely become his slaves and servants, and the food we eat every day can barely guarantee survival.

Even some women were 'rewarded' by him to those soldiers. The team of survivors who once worked together is no longer there, and has become a hell twisted by human hearts and darkness.

Everyone no longer trusts others, and some people even kill others just to eat more food.

Even a young man named Zhao Dongming, who was close to me, escaped one night.

and I?

I still huddle in the corner every day, eating a little bit of chaff, with a bloody baseball bat next to me - this prevents others from messing with me...

until one day.

Hundreds of humanoid robots suddenly fell from the sky. Their streamlined bodies and sophisticated bionic structures shocked me, a young office worker who designs civilian drones.

The soldiers took their guns and started shooting, but they had no effect on these mechanical creations.

Instead, it seemed to arouse the 'anger' of these robots. In just the blink of an eye, dozens of soldiers fell into a pool of blood.

Even Wang Shan, who was like a superman, had his limbs chopped off instantly by the robot.

We all thought these robots were alien creations and were very frightened.

It wasn't until two huge sci-fi tanks crashed into the wall that we knew this was a mysterious force. We were not interested in whether it was an official force or not.

As long as I can survive.

Several people who looked like officers came in, asked Wang Shan something and then beheaded him. Then they said a few words to the elite soldiers who entered later and walked out.

Unexpectedly, next, they actually asked us to identify the survivors who had killed people wantonly.

In order to avoid getting into trouble, we identified all the 'soldiers' and all the guys who had killed people for a little chaff.

We only reacted when a burst of gunfire rang out.

Everyone cried with joy, because looking at the style of these people, we knew that they were by no means comparable to the people at Wangshan Sanctuary.

This is a disciplined and orderly force.

Soon after, a large number of medium-sized trucks arrived outside the shelter - the soldiers asked us all to board the trucks.

When I was about to get on the bus, I suddenly saw a familiar figure among the soldiers-Zhao Dongming!

I vaguely seemed to understand something.

Next, the truck started moving. We couldn't see what was going on outside, but occasionally we could hear gunshots and even shelling.

About an hour later, the truck stopped slowly, and then the door opened, and a group of soldiers with exactly the same equipment as before let us out.

We were shocked when we got out of the car.

A concrete wall like a city wall surrounds a large area. In front of the huge alloy gate, two huge fortresses stand on the left and right like door gods.

The vaguely visible three-barrel machine guns and Gatling guns gave us an unparalleled sense of security.

After entering the wall, we were deeply shocked by more than a dozen huge fortresses, seemingly newly built dormitories, and various mineral warehouses.

Especially when we drank a clear liquid and felt the long-lost feeling of fullness, some people even cried.

How long?

How long has it been since we were truly full?

People who have not been hungry for more than two months will not know how comfortable and happy it is to be full.

As for the subsequent mining and construction work, no one complained, and no one was lazy.

Only those of us who have experienced despair and extreme hunger can understand how wonderful this life is.

Especially the sense of security brought to us by those elite soldiers and a large number of powerful armored vehicles relaxes our nerves that have been tense for months.

We believe that this force can definitely bring us security and hope.

This is not blind trust, it is simply the only straw we can grasp at.

Perhaps for us, being well fed and safe is happiness...

My life seems to have returned to its previous three-point-one-line state, boring but full of peace.

My name is Sun Hao, an ordinary survivor.

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