Abnormal Survival: Become a Weird Girl

"What's the most frightening thing for you?"

"Die."

"Utterly dead, like dust... I want to live. Qin

Ming raised his head, his slightly trembling body gradually calmed down, and he felt that his body was dissipating, and a strange hurricane like a disaster was tearing him apart little by little.

His shaky figure was still moving towards the eye of the storm, and at the moment when his body dissipated, Qin Ming took one last look behind him, only to find that a broken body fell with a bang.

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Good morning residents, the day of hope begins. Today's sun is very comfortable on the body Oh, haha, it is rare to encounter such good weather, I wish everyone a good mood.

"The construction of the new Jiu'an City is in full swing, and our city will complete the construction of the train from Jiu'an to Tuzhou later this month." A large number of personnel will be needed for the final transportation of materials, which will provide 219 jobs and pay S$300 a day..." The

sweet and energetic female voice came over the radio, and the recovery of a quiet city began.

The young man reached out and replaced the city radio on the radio with music, and the sound of stuttering and noisy electric sounds filled the neat and bright room through the sunlight.

The music is an old song from twelve years ago, Little Watermelon.

The young man stretched, threw away the packaging of sleeping pills he had eaten, and walked to the mirror to wash.

The young man in the mirror looked very slack, under the black and clean broken hair was a heroic and slightly tired cheek, under the thick and slender eyebrows, a pair of black shiny eyes drooped, his deep pupils like an abyss were scattered, and he seemed to be absent-minded.

The bare upper body looks very strong, and the typical Asian strong body has an oriental beauty, belonging to the lean and dry shell. The fly in the ointment is that the young man's torso has many scars, and the hideous healing wounds show his difference.

Qin Ming wiped the water off his face, poured the washing water stored in the basin on the balcony next to him, and loaded it on all kinds of small green plants in the canned box.

He put on a clean and tidy uniform jacket, picked up the resident ID tag, pushed open the door, listened to the loud noise from the next door that had only recently appeared, and did not forget to gently close it. Only a subtle sound is made.

Glancing at the scrapped elevator, Qin Ming slowly went downstairs, spent 3 new yuan to eat breakfast, and took a strangely painted private bus to his place of work.

"Good morning, Xiao Qin, you really pinched a little to work!"

"Early. Did you eat it? After

pretending to respond enthusiastically to his colleagues, Qin Ming came to his locker and hung up his work card. Qin Ming, a security officer of the Southern Branch of the Jiu'an Public Security Brigade. "

Don't get a pistol that you can get casually on the black market, hang up a police bulletproof vest, put on a vigilante helmet, Qin Ming began his day.

The day of Jiuan'an began.

Six years after Good Friday, human civilization has miraculously rekindled like a torch from ashes. The world's population of 10 billion has plummeted to less than one billion today. Cities in various countries are in ruins, and even some small countries have not survived this devastating disaster, and the whole country is shattered. Government reshuffles, population migration, riots, you can see all the struggles in these six years.

Good Friday, December 28, 2024, just as people are preparing for the upcoming New Year's Eve, a strange paranormal phenomenon suddenly appears all over the world. "Eye of the storm." So named by people who witnessed and were alive. As the name suggests, it is a surreal wind field that spreads at a core point. The person who hit the core was instantly blinded, and the violent storm spread wildly from it, spreading with a low muffled sound like an abyss.

On that day, darkness enveloped the earth, electronic devices were instantly disconnected, and electricity was disrupted. People see their relatives and friends twisted in an instant and become inhuman monsters. Any visible-level life, as if it had received some kind of radiation, nearly half turned into monsters.

The world's most outrageous imagination can't describe their diversity, and you can even find humanoids with six butts. In just three months, the number of humans has plummeted... And new hope is built from ashes.

The Chinese people burst out with amazing strength when mankind was facing extinction, and the surviving Chinese people, with their iron will and the cohesion that shocked the world, fully opened their weapons, produced by the whole people, and all the people were soldiers. At the tragic cost of nearly 100 million survivors, the Central Plains were gradually recovered. Get in touch with local forces that have lost contact with each other, restore electricity, regain control of some satellites, radio stations, water purification research, and agricultural explosions.

On the New People's Square in the center of Shengping City, next to the undamaged inscriptions, pitch-black inscriptions quietly uprooted...

Towering walls were raised, and new cities known as steel fortresses sat everywhere as hopefully. Because outside the walls there are still many crises.

Countries are gradually getting in touch with each other, the world's political storms are gradually unfolding, competitions, and experiments to study the so-called mutants are quietly underway.

The most important thing is the first exploration of the eye of the storm, and the small eye of the storm that followed....

In the new era, a new pattern has unfolded irresistibly....

Qin Ming stared indifferently at the emaciated middle-aged man in front of him, looking at the vigilante who was bleeding heavily and fell into a coma. The walkie-talkie on the chest rattled and the hoarse voices of other colleagues came out from time to time.

The emaciated middle-aged man spat and looked at the young man in front of him with disdain, and the muzzle of the micro-punch gun in his hand was smoking.

Bullets poured in, and the roar of firearms made the residents of the alley silently tighten their windows.

Qin Ming shrunk his head and hid in the bunker on the side. Feeling the sound of bullets crackling and strafing, patiently waiting until the moment of the gap, quietly leaning the hat out of the cover, at the moment when the bullet pierced the hat, he leaned sideways, held the gun steadily, and pulled the trigger.

The "bang bang"

bullet pierced the middle-aged man's head and hit his chest cavity, splashing blood. The man convulsed twice and fell to the ground, losing his life.

Qin Ming patted the dust on his clothes, approached the fallen vigilante, took off his dog tag, and picked up the walkie-talkie. "Tang Jun is dead."

Qin Ming picked up the middle-aged man's micro punch and withdrew from the magazine, and the orange-yellow bullet dangled. He touched the middle-aged man's clothes again, took out the wallet hidden in the lining, and glanced at the obvious bullet holes in the police body armor worn by the man.

Qin Ming spat at the corpse, and cursed in a low voice with an indifferent face: "Dog thing." "

Then he picked up the body of Tang Jun and quietly left....

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(front row tips, double world main line, some readers jump to watch, so it will be very confused.)

Chapter 7 changes, readers please be patient, the previous plot feels quite important (sad).