Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 64: Small explosions and sad stories

"How lucky."

In two different places, these words came out of the lips of two people almost at the same time.

One of the speakers was Hu Changzai, who was in love with Hai Tianqing; the other was a yuppie who was in love with Fang Dan.

3:02am, southeast corner of the oasis.

"You think you are lucky to face me?"

A vein on Hai Tianqing's forehead jumped and jumped, and the blood vessels on the back of the hand holding an ax bulged. He spat, stared down at Hu Changzai and said gloomily: "I hope you can still think like this in five minutes."

The phlegm he spat out hit the ground like a bullet, and even stirred up a faint cloud of smoke.

Hu Changzai pushed up his glasses pretending to be calm and took two steps back. Just now, he had been looking up at Hai Tianqing, which really made his neck sore - he had never been so close to someone of such a physique in his life.

Can such a huge body really be considered a human being?

Although he is not tall, he is at least 1.78 meters tall; but when he stands in front of Hai Tianqing, his head can barely reach his waist; his shoulders are broad enough to accommodate at least three people The muscles on Hu Changzai's neck and back were as developed as hills. It was obvious at a glance that this man's body contained terrifying power.

I don’t know where the ax in Hai Tianqing’s hand came from, but it was as tall as Hu Changzai.

"That...Hai Cadre," Hu Chang shouted as old habits were hard to change and he decided to confess. "To be honest, I haven't actually generated physical enhancement yet."

The hill-like man opposite was silent for a second. Then Hai Tianqing's surprised face suddenly approached him: "...What? Could it be that you still have the physical ability of an ordinary person?"

Hu Changzai nodded a little embarrassedly.

"Are you planning to surrender?" Hai Tianqing thought of a possibility.

"That won't work. If I were captured by you, it would cause other people a lot of headaches."

Hai Tianqing straightened up. "...Then, don't blame me for being cruel. Who asked you to help the traitors of mankind?" The ax in his hand left the ground: "What are your last words?"

Hu Changzai shook his head, his calves trembling. Seeing the ax in front of him gradually getting higher, he suddenly gritted his teeth and lunged towards Hai Tianqing's waist.

The other party didn't even raise his eyebrows and grabbed it with his left hand. He grabbed his neck and lifted him into the air.

Hu Changzai kept flapping his legs in the air, and the air was being squeezed out of his body bit by bit and quickly. Within two seconds, my face turned purple. He struggled, his consciousness blurred, and grabbed Hai Tianqing's thick wrist with his backhand - but this little resistance was like an ant moving a mountain. From the other party's perspective, it's almost like nothing.

Hai Tianqing had a puzzled expression on his face, probably because he couldn’t figure out the reason for Hu Changzai’s dying resistance. At this moment, he heard the young man being grabbed like a chicken in his hand. He whispered something, but he didn't hear it clearly.

"What?"

"...You lied yesterday." The weak words barely flowed out from between Hu Changzai's teeth.

Before Hai Tianqing could react, he suddenly felt like there was something inside his left wrist, and the skin on his arm clearly bulged into a small bump. It was swimming rapidly towards his shoulder along his blood.

Hai Tianqing threw the ax away and tried to hold it down with his other hand - there was a "boom", Xiao Bao was swimming too fast. With one press, it suddenly exploded near his left shoulder. Immediately, a large amount of blood, flesh, skin, and fascia fragments were splashed in the air along with the explosion's air waves, like a rain of blood. Yes, Hu Changzai was completely doused.

Hai Tianqing's entire arm was out of shape. He squeezed out a broken voice in pain. Sit down on the ground.

However, he didn't care about his injuries or the weird little bag. Instead, he asked with difficulty: "...Why did you know the lie I told?"

Hu Changzai fell to the ground and coughed feebly a few times, his lungs still burning with pain: "I don't know. But it seems from your injuries...this lie is very big."

Hu Changzai’s ability: [Truth Cannonball]

Introduction: After upgrading, it can identify whether a person has lied in the past 24 hours. When the target has indeed lied, Hu Changzai can plant a truth bomb in the other person's body as long as the two people are in skin-to-skin contact. The bigger the target's lies and the closer the time distance, the more powerful the truth cannon will be. The destination of the truth cannon is the heart, but if it is blocked on the way, it will explode where it is blocked.

At this time, Hai Tianqing's injury was very close to his heart. He gasped and smiled to himself: "...I didn't expect that I would be knocked down by a weak person like you. Will I...die?"

Hu Changzai couldn’t say either. Although he lived alone for a while before coming to the oasis, he had never killed anyone. If Hai Tianqing really died, he would become the first living person he killed... Thinking of this, Hu Changzai's face became even more ugly. He took a deep breath and managed to get up to leave.

Hai Tianqing looked at his back, suddenly let out a "ha" sound, and covered his eyes with his good hand.

"I didn't expect...I was going to die before I could take revenge..." He whispered to himself in a very soft voice. "And he was a traitor to humanity..."

The steps that had just been lifted fell again. Hu Changzai turned around, his face still stained with the purple color caused by extreme hypoxia: "...Just think I'm just curious. What was the lie you told yesterday?"

3:03am, west side of the oasis.

Fang Dan looked at the man in front of him and said nothing.

It's not that she doesn't want to say something, it's that she can't speak or move at all.

Because the yuppie is too close to her——

The man's warm breath passed by her ear, and a bunch of long hair was held between the yuppie's fingers. "Fang Dan, right?" There was a bit of nonchalance in his voice, "...the data says that you came to the oasis very early. Although you are a natural evolver, your abilities are not outstanding, and your physical fitness has not been strengthened."

Fontaine bit his lower lip. Trying hard to stop his legs from feeling weak.

After all, he is one of the five cadres. Even though the yuppie seems narcissistic and immoral, the sense of threat emanating from him at this moment still made her blood flow faster.

The yuppie swayed and walked back to her. Just as Fang Dan raised her head, she was suddenly punched hard in the stomach - as if she was hit head-on by a car. Her body was immediately knocked four to five meters away, and she hit the ground with a heavy thud. Muffled sound.

A few seconds passed. The man didn't even come over to give chase, and Fontaine couldn't sit up from the ground at all. The internal organs seem to have been displaced. She tried hard to open her mouth, but something in her abdomen seemed to be broken, and she couldn't make any sound.

"Huh? I didn't expect that you really haven't been physically strengthened?" The yuppie seemed to be a little surprised. Then he shrugged as if he was bored: "It's really boring to be able to solve it so easily... Hmm. Do you want to stay alive..."

After walking twice around Fontaine, who was like a dead fish on the ground, the yuppie finally made up his mind: "It's better not to leave any one alive. You are quite dirty. If you carry it all the way back, you will make me dirty too... ”

Do you want to kill someone just for such a stupid reason? Fontan's expression was distorted. She really wanted to move and run - but her body was like a rag, unable to gather any strength.

The yuppie hummed to the tune of an unknown song, and suddenly stepped on her stomach with force. Fang Dan, who originally thought he could not make any sound. He was able to let out a little broken groan again.

"You're going to die anyway, so why not let me try out my new abilities!"

In the dim night, excitement and expectation suddenly appeared on the yuppie's face. He kicked Fontaine on the head with his toes, and when he saw that her eyes were open and still moving, he smiled: "Well, it's good if you can hear me."

"God is really unfair. There are people like you who haven't even strengthened their physical abilities, and there are people like me who just developed new abilities yesterday..." The yuppie adjusted his suit vest. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and whispered: "Start it. [Third-rate writer]."

The yuppie man’s new ability: [Third-rate writer]

Introduction: If you want your story to have readers, it should at least be logically self-consistent and convincing. This is the basic requirement for every third-rate writer. It cannot be like a complete story with no bottom line. Make up a short story with the target as the protagonist. If the story is logical and the setting is easy for people to accept, then the same thing as the content of the story will eventually happen to the target.

"...Let's try this first." The yuppie man lowered his eyelids and looked at the woman huddled at his feet.

"After graduating from college, you met a young and handsome boss in the workplace - that's me. After dating for a while, you found out that he had a girlfriend abroad. You felt that you had been cheated and were angry. I resigned and hid in another place. I didn’t expect that my boss’s girlfriend was just the one arranged by the family, and he still loved you deeply... After finding you and resolving the misunderstanding, you and your boss fell in love together."

Obviously there is almost no story in the world that is more vulgar than this, but Fang Dan on the ground suddenly burst into tears, his lips were slightly open, and his heartache even exceeded*: "...Why are you doing this to me? Me? I thought... we were in love..."

The yuppie was stunned for a moment, looked at Fang Dan's sad and emotional look, then raised his head and laughed: "Haha! It's fun, this is fun!"

The last story was dismissed with a wave of his hand, and Fang Dan's complexion immediately returned to its original state.

A red wave quickly rose from her ears, dyeing her face red - not shy, but angry - Fontaine said hoarsely: "Kill if you want... Stop playing with others here. Feelings!"

The yuppie turned a deaf ear and spoke again.

"...My boyfriend of seven years is about to get married to me. The new house has been bought and the wedding is being prepared. You feel very happy. After all, you have endured so many years of hardship together. , I am about to achieve the right result soon..."

Fontaine's angry expression suddenly disappeared, and she raised her head and glanced at the yuppie.

"But at this time, my boyfriend said that he had fallen in love with another woman and asked you to let go. After a long period of obsession, begging, and threats of suicide...all methods failed, he still ended up with the other woman. The woman left. At this time, you found out you were pregnant."

"You hesitated for a long time and finally decided to give birth to the child... The child is innocent. And if you think about it carefully, the father of the child has no choice - he fell in love with someone else. It is not his fault, and no one can You can't control love. You raised the fetus for nine months with peace of mind and contacted a good doctor, but at the last moment——"

The yuppie’s face came closer and his voice became colder.

"The baby was born stillborn. You held the baby and jumped off the building to commit suicide."

The scene fell silent for a moment, and the two men and women staring at each other said nothing. Only the whistling night wind blew through it, carrying yellow sand.

The more detailed the story, the more powerful it is. The yuppie looked at the expressionless face of the woman on the ground, and the smile on his lips became thick——

Suddenly, like a magic trick, the yuppie's body was thrown high into the air by an invisible force, and then with a "pop", it collapsed on the ground like a smashed watermelon. In a strange posture, his hands and feet were twisted, and blood slowly seeped out from the corners of his mouth.

Fang Dan struggled and got up from the ground.

The positions of the two were exchanged. She lowered her eyes, looking at the yuppie who was in such a miserable state that he looked like he had jumped off a building, and said softly: "You don't understand women very well."

"Why...why...it shouldn't be..." Yupi reluctantly coughed up a mouthful of blood. The kind of woman in his story does exist in reality!

As if reading his mind, Fang Dan smiled coldly.

"Idiot." She frowned and showed a disgusted expression. "The first half of what you said really happened to me."

The yuppie's eyes suddenly widened.

“After my boyfriend cheated on me ~IndoMTL.com~ I found out that I was pregnant. Do you know what I did? At three months, I specifically chose a black clinic to abort the baby. , and then put the stillborn baby in a box and sent it to their wedding as a wedding gift. Of course, I was not very mentally stable during that time, and then my family sent me to see a psychiatrist."

The yuppie’s hands were shaking and he couldn’t speak.

"I hate self-righteous men the most." Fang Dan imitated the yuppie's behavior just now and kicked him on the head with his toes. "Looking at you, your ability has backlash, right? When a story does not hold true for the target, the ending will happen to you... It is indeed a third-rate ability."

The man on the ground could no longer hear her voice. Under the motionless body, blood gradually spread into a pool. (To be continued)

ps: A super long 2-in-1 chapter, sent to you all at once. Adding an update yesterday was harmful to my health, so I won’t add it in the future. No one will watch it anyway! No votes anyway! Who dares to say that I am ugly and not arrogant? Stand up for me! (ps: I posted it just after I finished writing it. Please let me know if there are any bugs. Amen.) r861

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