Tokyo people don't talk about Wude

Chapter 370 367. Abandoned Pit
"Uh"

□□□ lifted his heavy eyelids, and what came into view was a dungeon that was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers. His nostrils were filled with the smell of blood and a foul stench, and in his ears there was a wind whistling from nowhere, which sounded like the sound of howling.

"Hiss——" □□□ moved his body with great effort and sat up. His arms were still a little out of control, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

“Is this the [Abandoned Pit]?” □□□ patted his aching head and felt a sticky touch on his forehead. It must be that his palm was stained with some dirt from the ground.

Yes, □□□ is very sure that he is now in the [Abandoned Pit].

This is where the KJ organization dumps experimental waste, in other words, it is their landfill.

At this moment, I was also thrown here like garbage.

"Haha. Although it's better than being the executioner of the Kamikaze Immortal Corps, this ending is really worse than death~"

□□□ laughed to himself.

According to the memories of KJ members, the "Abandoned Pit" is hidden deep under the North Pacific Ocean. Once you enter this place, there is absolutely no way to leave.

Therefore, this place will not only be used to discard experimental waste, but also to make the enemies of the KJ organization "disappear from the face of the earth."

There is no light here and you can't see anything. The KJ organization would not be kind enough to install electric lights in the garbage dump.

Fortunately, □□□ is a zombie and he is capable of dealing with this dark environment.

"Hiss!" □□□ took a deep breath and used two fingers to poke out his own eyes. Blood splattered, staining his eye sockets red.

Then, he slapped his ears with both palms in one go. He could clearly feel the pain of his broken eardrums.

If he were a normal human, he would never commit such self-harm. But since he knew that he was a zombie that could heal itself quickly, he was no longer afraid.

Anyway, serious injuries can heal themselves, and the pain of the wound will soon be covered up by adrenaline.

After a while, his eyes recovered. Since he grew up in a dark environment, his vision barely adapted to this dim and dark environment, and he could see the outline of the surrounding environment a little bit.

At the same time, the ears gradually regained their hearing and became more sensitive than before.

In a dark environment, it is impossible to observe the surroundings relying solely on vision, so hearing becomes more important.

□□□ began to observe the surroundings. The cave corridors were so deep that there was no end in sight. The roads and walls were covered with dirty blood, bones and unknown rotten things.

There were still intermittent horrifying sounds coming from all around, and he couldn't tell whether it was the sound of the wind or howling; the pungent smell had not subsided since he entered here, to the point that his sense of smell was almost stimulated to the point of failure.

This is hell.

He didn't know where he came from, but he knew there was no way he could escape.

"Ha, it's completely over~" □□□ sat on the ground, giving up on himself.

Everything is over. Although he tried his best to make a final resistance and even abandoned his own humanity for a time, even the "coward" Jiuzhou Cheng was willing to sacrifice himself to provide him with a chance to turn defeat into victory, he still ended up like this.

After all, I am not a "great hero", just a poor imitator of a hero.

Because of this, his story is neither righteous nor inspiring.

Heroes cannot defeat demons, and justice cannot defeat evil.
This is just a tragic story full of lies and heresy.

After his previous outburst, he has calmed down a little.

He sat back on the ground in a daze, with his head hanging dejectedly.

At this point, his story has ended, and he can only spend the last moments of his life in this hell, waiting for death alone.

The beauty of the past is like a bubble - from the end of the May Day Golden Week to Christmas Eve - it is fake youth, fake friendship, fake love, everything is fake.

He is not Jiuzhou Cheng, nor is he Chen Jiuzhou. The best six months he has ever spent were actually a fake life under someone else's identity.

He didn't even have the interest to reminisce about those good times, and there was only a sadness like ash in his heart.

He seemed to remember that before he was thrown into the [Abandoned Pit], someone said that they would find a way to rescue him and asked him to be patient.

"Ha, she must be joking~" □□□ laughed at herself:
"Even senior members of the KJ organization know that there is no return from this [Abandoned Pit]. How can she save me and ask me to fight against the KJ organization with her?" What's more, if he heard it correctly, the woman who said this to him was a two-faced liar.

□□□ sighed again and said to himself: "Forget it, why should I believe her promise that I don't know whether it is true or not?"

I will probably keep wandering here until the energy of the [soul battery] in my body is exhausted, and then my body will age rapidly within a few months and eventually rot completely.

How sad, how sad, how sad.
This is the end of the zombie monster who can neither become a hero nor a saint, and has even been deprived of the qualification of being a "human".
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"Hey, are you new here?"

Suddenly, □□□ heard someone asking questions not far away.

This was a dry male voice, weak but extremely clear.

□□□Following the sound, I saw a figure sitting against the wall not far away.

"You are." □□□ walked closer cautiously and saw that it was indeed a man talking to him.

No, it’s more like a male corpse than a man.

The man's skin was dry and sallow, his muscles were atrophied, his face looked old like a mummy, and his hair was almost gone. Judging from his facial features and bone structure, he should be a Western Caucasian.

The man sat against the wall, his whole body motionless as if paralyzed, only his mouth could still speak intermittently.

"Sure enough. You are new here. I haven't seen you before." The man laughed tiredly. Every word he spoke was laborious, as if he was going to vomit out his lungs.

"Were you also abandoned here?" □□□ asked hesitantly, his voice cold. He was not very happy to find people of the same kind here who could communicate.

"Ha, discarded!" The man's tone became sarcastic: "No, I was... executed by them. They wanted me to disappear, so they left me here. Cough cough cough."

“Really?” □□□ sat down not far from the man and sighed, “How pitiful.”

"Don't you want to ask me why I'm here?" The man asked again: "I thought you would be more curious. After all, there's nothing to do here, right?"

"Not interested." □□□ said coldly: "I only know that we will all rot here."

In this kind of ghost place, chatting with another half-human, half-ghost guy, to kill the last moments of life? .□□□ thinks this behavior is very pitiful.

"But I just heard you talking to yourself. You said someone would rescue you?" The man turned his head with difficulty and asked:

"I want you to join me in fighting against the KJ organization? Who are you? Do you mind telling me?"

"Me?" □□□ pointed at himself and shook his head: "I am nothing. I have no name."

"I see. It seems you are also a pitiful person." The man remained silent for a while and introduced:

"My name is Oscar, MI6 agent."

"MI6. England's military intelligence department?" □□□ looked at his nails nonchalantly. They were very rough and had traces of breakage.
"Indeed, countries around the world have sent spies to infiltrate, but few have succeeded. It seems that you are also a loser. I understand why you are here."

"Ha, hehe, you're really ruthless." Oscar laughed helplessly.
"That's right. I failed to infiltrate and didn't even pass on the information. I was captured by them and subjected to cruel experiments. I became like this. And then, as you can see, I was thrown here."

"They thought I was going to die. They didn't expect me to be alive. I have been here for too long. Now my whole body is paralyzed. I don't know how long I can live."

"Yes, abandoned here like garbage, everything is over." □□□'s eyes were dim.

"But before I died, I met you, cough cough." Oscar said with some difficulty: "I am really happy, especially my intuition tells me that you should also be an enemy of the KJ organization, right?"

"Yes, I am their enemy. If you let me go back, I will..." □□□ hesitated for a moment, his mind once again filled with anger and hatred, and he gnashed his teeth and said irrationally: "I will kill them all!"

"So, can you tell me about your past?" Oscar's mouth corners curled up slightly.

"Why?" □□□ looked at him coldly: "Is it to kill the last boring time before you die?"

"Ahem. It's to let me confirm whether you are worth investing in." Oscar smiled weakly.

"Based on what you've said, I'll consider telling you a possible way to escape from here."

(End of this chapter)