The next day, Su Mingan and Yueyue came to the hospital on the advertisement.

The middle-aged dean with the Mediterranean Sea on his head received them warmly, and was accompanied by the dean's wife, who had an oriental beauty. Behind them, a little girl who looked like a Western doll was hiding behind the lady.

, his whole body except his face was tightly wrapped in bandages.

"That's great. I'm worried that my daughter has no one to take care of her."

The lamp on the ceiling of the hall gave off a pale light, illuminating the dean's extremely excited face. The lady next to him had a face that was stiff despite her beauty, and her eyes moved extremely stiffly.

The little girl stared warily at Su Ming'an and Yue Yue who were sitting nearby. She seemed to have been muttering something in a low voice, as if she was singing. The tune was extremely weird. Su Ming'an only heard it when she got closer. She was singing "Mushroom Pickers"

"Little Girl" nursery rhyme.

…

【Little girl picking mushrooms

Carrying a basket of bones

Walking around cemeteries and hills with bare feet at night~]

…

Although this sound echoed repeatedly in the ward, the dean and his wife seemed not to hear it. They kept holding Su Mingan and Yueyue's hands, thanking them, and giving them some instructions for taking care of them.

Su Mingan started the live broadcast early in the morning. At this time, many people were attracted to the live broadcast room because of the name of the room. Seeing such a strange scene, the tone of several comments was filled with fear.

【Nursery Rhymes from the Underworld, I’m already scared to tears.】

【What the hell is this? There is something wrong with this place.】

[Anchor, please leave quickly. I think this place is not easy to deal with, and it is more important to save your life.]

Perhaps attracted by this weird scene, more and more people in the live broadcast room are urging the anchor to leave. After all, this is no different from reality. Death will be really painful. People who are killed at this stage

They are all kind-hearted, and they are not so crazy as to want others to die.

Su Mingan ignored this. After the dean and his wife left, he looked at the little girl standing there singing nursery rhymes repeatedly and fell into thinking.

Yueyue glanced at him and suddenly said: "I'll take care of him."

"Well..." In fact, Su Ming'an is really not good at taking care of people.

He watched Yueyue take out the half bag of Hericium biscuits, lead the little girl to the bedside, and then change her dressing bit by bit.

When she took off the bandage, Yueyue discovered that the little girl's skin was not burnt as expected, but had large black spots.

...the same as those who died from mushroom cultivation.

From beginning to end, the little girl stared straight at her. No matter which angle she turned, the girl's head would turn in her direction, and then, a pair of black and white eyes stared straight at her.

After the day's care, Yueyue was lying in the hospital room, with Su Ming'an standing next to her, eating bread.

"I found the archives of this hospital." He said: "As soon as the apocalypse breaks out, we will take advantage of the chaos to have a look."

"How did you find it?"

Su Ming'an waved to the outside, and then an identical Su Ming'an opened the door and walked in.

Yueyue was stunned for a while before she realized what Su Mingan's skill was - clone. Such a powerful skill must cost a lot of money.

She suddenly thought of the figure who spoke above billions of creatures on the day the game started. In fact, at that time, she felt that this way of speaking was very similar to him.

It turns out that what he said before about ss is true.

"That day, it was you..."

"Shh--" Su Mingan signaled with her eyes, and Yueyue understood.

Su Mingan is still live broadcasting.

Su Ming'an put his hand on the clone and took it back, which relieved some of the pain of dizziness and dizziness.

Because of this clone, he could only stand in the room waiting for Yue Yue all day today, otherwise it would be difficult to have normal conversations.

Today's live broadcast was mainly about communicating with a weird girl, but there were not many people there yet. After Su Mingan said hello, he closed the live broadcast room directly.

"My skill is mental control." Yueyue said.

"learn."

"I can help you relieve..." There was some worry in her eyes.

"Did you feel relieved?" Su Mingan smiled and said, "Forget it."

"Oh..." Yueyue hummed in a daze, and did not ask the reason for Su Ming'an's refusal. She seemed to be a little tired, so she left Su Ming'an directly and went out to wash up.

…

The sky was covered in blood - at least, that's what it looked like in Yueyue's eyes.

This is her dream.

In her hand she held the dagger with blood still left on it.

Her hands looked small, like those of a child, and the clothes on her body were pink and tender, like baby doll dresses that children like.

She has been dreaming since she was a child...always.

After dreaming that one day she would meet a man in an alley who wanted to take off her clothes for no apparent reason, she didn't care. But when this scene actually played out in front of her eyes a few days later, she realized something.

She took out the dagger she had been hiding on her body and threw off her backpack where she was going to elementary school.

He rushed towards the fatal point of the unsuspecting man who was still laughing.

From that moment on... she realized that she had a precognitive dream that was completely different from others.

…

When Yueyue woke up from exhaustion, she felt that her head was a little swollen.

Su Mingan was sitting in front of the bed, eyes closed, and seemed to be controlling the clone.

——Yue Yue has dreamed of anything, and everything in the future is often clearly shown before her eyes, but there is only one, only one person.

She couldn't see the future of the young man in front of her.

He never appeared in her dreams even once.

It's like there are endless roads in front of you, but each road is like leading to an abyss. The only light is very weak, making it impossible to choose the only path.

Today is the morning of the third day, and Yueyue has to continue taking care of the little girl.

"See you later." She said and opened the door.

"See you later." A tired voice came from behind.

…

The third and fourth days were spent in a somewhat strange atmosphere. On the morning of the fifth day, when the morning light gradually filtered into the small room, Su Mingan heard the mournful cries of all kinds of creatures coming from everywhere.

"The end of the world has begun."

He looked out the window and got out of bed.

Yueyue got up very early. She had no idea of ​​changing into combat clothes. Today she was wearing a pink cat-ear velvet jacket. The pink and tender cat ears hung slightly from the brim of the hat. The long sleeves completely covered the back of her hands.

Show a pair of fingers.

She was nibbling a chocolate bar at the table, bit by bit from top to bottom, eating the shell first and then the core, as if she was performing some kind of ritual.

The ward was empty. The little girl who had been singing suddenly disappeared today.

"Good morning." Su Mingan waved.

He saw that the girl with dull eyes became somewhat lively.

"I had a bad dream," she said.

"What?"

"I dreamed..." She paused.

Su Mingan held the bread in her mouth and put on her coat: "Is this important?"

Yueyue stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled:

"No, it's not important."

"Let's go then." Su Mingan looked out the door: "Let's go to the archives today."

After the two packed up, they opened the door and saw a long trail of blood dragged out in the corridor.

【Good morning anchor~】

【Good morning~ Damn it, why is there blood?】

【The end of the world has begun?】

[My mom, the apocalypse that existed in the novel actually happened before my eyes. I regret that I died so early and didn’t see it...]

[Ok, if you are really in the end of the world, you will be scared to death]

The barrage started with the daily good morning, but when they saw the scene in front of them, it was obvious that they were not calm either.

The two walked out along the corridor. The blood on the ground was a little slippery, and there was a smell of disinfectant mixed with the smell of blood in the air. Along the way, they heard countless wails and screams, and there were violent footsteps coming from here.

The sound echoed over there, and there was also the hoarse howl unique to zombies.

…
Chapter completed!