The end of the world begins with failing an exam

"Aren't you destroyed..."

Yegetos murmured in his heart, looking at the shimmering gold cake in front of him. He just felt that the way this thing appeared was too weird, and even gave him a... bad premonition.

Under the watchful eyes of Jagerthos.

The "Yellow King's Seal", which looked like a golden cake, suddenly moved.

All this without warning.

It actually began to gradually sink into Chen Jing's body.

Like a stone dropped into a swamp.

Silent.

Slowly sinking into the flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In this process.

Chen Jing fell into a nightmare that he would never forget.

This time.

He no longer dreamed of those strange and colorful glasses.

But dreaming about a strange place...

The earth was covered with sand as red as blood, the hot and dry wind made my face hurt, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of death.

On the foggy sky.

An unknown black star hangs high.

A thin figure wearing the Yellow King's robe sat on a huge rock with his back to Chen Jing.

When Chen Jing approached curiously, the man slowly turned around, revealing a face that was exactly the same as Chen Jing's.

now.

There was no expression on that dusty face, but in those bloodshot eyes, there was a despair that was hard to describe in words.

Although his lips didn't move.

But Chen Jing still heard him speak, and his voice was exactly the same as his own.

The hoarse voice was like rough rocks rubbing against each other.

"I can't save them..."

Chapter 181 Fear from the depths of the soul

In this doomsday dream.

The emotions of fear and despair almost condensed into the air.

Chen Jing could feel these emotions pouring into his body with every breath, and then it seemed like something was ignited... like a fire was burning.

"who are you?!"

Chen Jing wanted to ask him aloud, but unfortunately in this dream, he didn't even have a chance to speak. His whole body was out of his control. He could only watch it all happen...and then until the end.

"Chen Jing" wearing a yellow robe staggered towards Chen Jing.

The sweltering and biting wind was still blowing endlessly.

Until the robe that had been there for an unknown number of years was scraped into powder, "Chen Jing's" fair skin was scraped apart like withered tree bark and scattered in the wind, and his muscle tissue was dried like scarlet threads. Let thousands of flesh and blood fibers fly in the air.

Until the bones could no longer withstand the strong wind and shattered like white sand.

He finally staggered to Chen Jing.

It's a pity that he can no longer maintain his human form.

The wind blows.

The head rolled down.

Chen Jing subconsciously caught his head.

Looking at this extremely familiar face, Chen Jing felt endless confusion and an inexplicable fear...

"Why……"

His face, which had almost been blown away by the strong wind and lost all human features, was like a dry river bed full of cracks, only his eyes that seemed to be made of gold were still slightly bright.

"Why……"

"I can't save anyone..."

"Why……"

Another gust of hot and bone-chilling wind hit, and the head Chen Jing held in his hands instantly turned into powder and dispersed in the wind, but the hollow and lonely look in those golden eyes was deeply planted in Chen Jing's brain like a virus. middle.

at this moment.

The black star hanging high in the sky began to fall rapidly.

A terrifying huge shadow envelopes the world at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the hazy air seemed to become clearer.

Chen Jing was finally able to see the scenery in the distance clearly.

Rocks, hills.

There is an ancient palace a few kilometers away.

When the last piece of powder turned from the head dispersed, Chen Jing couldn't help but walk towards the palace.

He is like a ghost wandering in this apocalyptic land.

It seemed like he was the only one left in the whole world.

On the way to the palace.

He saw many familiar things buried in this scarlet world.

A pair of flip-flops that seemed to have been scorched by the fire were scattered on the hills. A blood-stained punk jacket lay among the boulders not far away. There was also a rusty knife stuck sideways under the dead tree. Metal staff...

…

…

In Chen Jing's bedroom, people were already surrounding the bed.

"How could my grandson become like this?!"

Chen Bofu, who had just come back from the wasteland, looked a little tired, but when he saw the strange changes in his good grandson, he immediately became angry and almost pointed at Jegertos's nose and cursed.

"Aren't you his bodyguard?! Are you protecting your master like this?!"

"I, I don't know what happened to the king..."

"How could Ah Jing become like this??!"

"How could he..."

At this moment, Chen Jing, who was lying on the bed, was twitching and convulsing. No matter how loudly Chen Bofu and the others shouted, they could not wake him up.

At first, Chen Bofu thought this was caused by the "Yellow King's Seal", because Chen Jing forcibly absorbed it, causing a deep coma.

But now it seems... I'm afraid it's not as simple as coma.

Chen Jing was like a frame stuck on TV, his whole body was shaking violently, and even his facial features became blurred.

"How did he become like this?!" Chen Bofu grabbed Yegetos's armor and asked with gritted teeth.

"Ten minutes ago..." Yegetos answered truthfully, his tone was also very nervous, "It should be because of the 'Yellow King's Seal'... This should be the side effect of absorbing it..."

"How can we wake him up?!" Wei Nan stood by the bed and wanted to hold Chen Jing down several times, but was afraid that it would have a bad effect on him, and hesitated for a long time and did not dare to make a move.

"How about we dig out the 'Yellow King's Seal'?" Yan Que suddenly suggested, and it seemed that it was also an idea she had just thought of, "The gold cake should still be in his stomach. If we do it now..."

"Dig that thing out?! You have no brains?!" Chen Bofu turned around and glared at her, "What if my grandson is dug to death?!"

"..."

Just then.

Chen Jing, who was lying on the bed, suddenly stopped twitching and convulsing.

This extremely abrupt change frightened the old man and hurriedly reached out and touched his breath. He was relieved to confirm that he was still alive.

But before the old man could rest assured, Chen Jing stood up straight from the bed as if he had just revived his corpse.

His clothes were completely soaked with cold sweat, and his hair on his forehead was wet and messy.

Although Chen Jing had opened his eyes, everyone felt that he was still asleep... There was a hollow look in his black and white eyes, as if he had become a walking corpse, and there was no familiar emotion in his eyes.

"Jingjing?" Chen Bofu called out tentatively and patted his shoulder gently, "Don't scare me... I only have you as my grandson!"

"Ah Jing!" Wei Nan also hurriedly squeezed forward and waved his hand in front of Chen Jing's eyes, "Are you awake? Are you okay?!"

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Yan Que walked forward and asked worriedly.

"Master, you've sweated so much! Hurry up and wipe it with a towel! Drink some water..." Ryan held a towel soaked in cold water in his left hand and a cup of hot water in his right hand, and his tone was very anxious.

"I... I'm fine..."

Chen Jing's scattered eyes gradually gathered, and his empty eyes gradually had the familiar look that everyone was familiar with, but his hoarse voice made people feel particularly unfamiliar.

"I just had a nightmare..."

Chen Jing's expression was still a little dull, looking at the familiar faces in front of him, I don't know why, I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.

"What kind of nightmare can scare you so much that your phone vibrates?" Seeing that Chen Jing was fine, Wei Nan was relieved and couldn't help asking curiously, "What did you dream about? Did the bastards of the hermitage call you?"

"No..."

Chen Jing shook his head with a dull expression, and subconsciously wanted to say everything he saw in his dream, but he was stunned when the words came to his lips.

Silence for a while.

Wait until the emotions gradually stabilized.

Chen Jing spoke up then.

"I don't remember what I dreamed about..." Chen Jing took the towel from Ryan and wiped his face a few times, feeling much better. "Anyway, it was something very scary..."

"Why are you so timid!" Wei Nan couldn't help but complain, "You are so old, and you are still scared by nightmares?"

"I'm not very timid."

Chen Jing's emotions seemed to have calmed down completely.

He smiled at Wei Nan first, then turned to look at the worried old man, and changed the subject calmly.

"Grandpa, did you go to the wasteland to arrange the ritual smoothly?"

"Smoothly."

Chen Bofu nodded, with a worried expression on his face.

"Jingjing, if you have something to say, you must tell grandpa, don't hide it yourself... Are you really okay?"

"I'm fine!" Chen Jing smiled and patted his flat belly, "I have completely absorbed that thing, don't worry!"

Chapter 182 The Congressman's Summoning

Chen Bofu confirmed again and again that Chen Jing was fine and his physical condition was as normal as before he left, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The transmission ritual has been arranged." Chen Bofu sat on the bed and pointed to the floor under his feet, "When you need to be transmitted, as long as you are in the community, you can get there in an instant."

Hearing this, Chen Jing nodded and his expression relaxed a little.

Although I don't know what the people of the [Moonlight Hermitage] are planning, it's always right to find a way out in advance.

In Chen Jing's view, running away is not shameful at all, but being killed for no reason is shameful.

"Xu Ye contacted me before." Chen Bofu whispered, "Congressman Randolph wants to see us."