Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1114: Lost memory

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Crashing railroad trains sloshing on the streets of Moscow, slowly moving forward with Zhou Qingfeng. The carriage is empty and quiet, but the interior is a bit old. And looking out the car window, any building has a little history.

Before arriving at his destination, Zhou Qingfeng recalled the "Winter Frost" seen on the battlefield of Wasteland. When he landed urgently and rushed to the side of the power armor, the armor body was almost demolished by Marcus.

Without armor cover, there is a girl with a pale face. Her chest collapsed and was severely injured by Marcus's heavy punch. But when I saw Zhou Qingfeng, the **** girl also smiled and said hello: "Hello, Victor Hugo, I am very happy to see you."

The Zhou Qingfeng only knows at a glance. Even with the help of the treatment needle, this girl is at most glorious. He squatted down and asked in a deep voice, "Who the **** are you?"

"My name is Yana, and I do n’t actually have amnesia. I just do n’t want to talk to others about this, and I do n’t want to fight anymore. Kill me, let me be free." Dongshuang said.

But Zhou Qingfeng didn't mean to talk about feelings, he asked: "Did you watch a movie called [Wasteland]?"

'Dongshuang's eyes widened, but he shook his head after a long time in amazement, "I don't remember. I always seem to be in a nightmare reincarnation, but there is no end. It seems that there is such a movie, but I ’m not sure. "

"Do you remember who the protagonist of the movie you have seen?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.

"Dongshuang" opened her mouth but said nothing, she still shook her head, but suddenly said: "It seems to be a biochemist. He seems to have created a virus."

'Dongshuang's face moved to Marcus aside, and added a blank sentence, "He created Mutant."

Fuck!

How many candidates did ‘GOD’ lose in Wasteland? Zhou Qingfeng, David Lawrence, the ‘Winter Frost’ in front of me, and now there is a virus playing again.

Zhou Qingfeng repeatedly asked "GOD", but couldn't ask why. He finally asked if "Dongshuang" still remembers where he lived? Then use a large dose of morphine to make her die simple.

Zhou Qingfeng is completely considered from a utilitarian point of view. a mess, which was done by Wasteland in 'Dongshuang', has little influence for him to inherit, and she doesn't want to continue to live on Wasteland. So you can only choose to go to the real world to find her ontology and see what the random reward is?

The tram continues to shake forward, Zhou Qingfeng has got off. He set foot on an ordinary residential area in the far suburbs of Moscow. According to the address given by Dong Shuang, this is her home.

The residential area is very old. It is still a model house of the Khrushchev period decades ago. The appearance is the same, and the corridors are dim and messy. When Zhou Qingfeng came to a door and knocked for a long time, the neighbor next door came out and looked at it and asked, "Hey ..., who are you looking for?"

"I am looking for Yana, I am her friend."

"He He He ..., you are lying. Yana has no friends."

The neighbor ’s face was as ugly as this dilapidated building, but Zhou Qingfeng exchanged a hundred-dollar banknote for the information he wanted—Yana went crazy two years ago and was admitted to a mental hospital.

So Zhou Qingfeng went to find an unknown psychiatric hospital, and finally found a pale girl living in a humble single room bound in a hospital bed. Her eyes didn't move, she stared blankly at the ceiling.

"Do n’t look at her being so quiet now, she is actually very violent. This child has a lot of strength and needs four or five people to control her. She always tells people that she is fighting and that she killed Many people.

Poor child, she used to be a student of Moscow State Dance Academy, and she did very well in ballet. Suddenly one day she went crazy and became unreasonable. After many treatments with no results, her condition is getting worse. Her parents were completely disappointed in her and could only send her here. "

A nursing aunt in a mental hospital took Zhou Qingfeng into the ward and raised her chin to indicate that the **** the bed was the person Zhou Qingfeng was looking for.

"Can I loosen her shackles? I want to stay alone with her." Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"This is not in line with the regulations." The nursing mother spit out a smoke ring and shook her head without hesitation. Zhou Qingfeng opened his wallet again and exchanged money for the opportunity to be alone with the girl.

The iron door in the single room was closed, and the nursing maid was still shouting outside: "Young man, you are better to be restrained, some things are not allowed."

Zhou Qingfeng laughed bitterly and took a broken chair to sit in front of the hospital bed. Yana on the bed had already sat up and looked at Zhou Qingfeng with puzzled eyes. After a while, she said: "I seem to have dreamed of you in my dream? You are a big villain in your dream."

"Your dreams are real, I am indeed a villain." Zhou Qingfeng nodded with a smile, reaching for Yana's palm. The girl's skin was cold, and she shrank back in shock, with great strength.

Zhou Qingfeng's is more powerful. The moment they touched their skin, he received a prompt from ‘GOD’.

“You deprived Yana ’s talented ability of“ combat intuition ”, which comes from the fact that the fighting race is deposited in history and culture, and the sensitivity of thinking in exchange for countless sacrifices. It allows you to make fewer mistakes when facing the enemy . "

"You have obtained the transshipment authority for 20,000 tons of Wasteland low-value materials."

"The amount of low-value materials you transfer from reality to Wasteland every day rises to 1,500 tons, which can be accumulated."

At the moment when the two shook hands, Zhou Qingfeng felt a lot of visual and auditory disorder information poured into his head. All of this information was experienced from Yana's perspective. Without exception, they were extremely **** scenes. No wonder this girl is going crazy.

The world of Wasteland is not suitable for a female student who can only dance ballet.

When all the hard information in my mind is over, Zhou Qingfeng suddenly finds himself unable to lean against the bed and his body is sweaty. Yana was still sitting on the hospital bed, the palms of the two were still holding together, her palms had become warm, but Zhou Qingfeng's hands became cold and wet, all sweat.

"Who are you? Are you sick?" Yana on the bed seemed to have a dream. When she woke up, she couldn't remember the plot of the dream. She was surprised that she was suddenly staying in a room with white walls, and even more strangely the man holding her hand in front of her eyes.

Yana does n’t remember knowing such a man, but from the bottom of her heart he feels that the man is somewhat familiar.

"Forget all this." Zhou Qingfeng recovered some strength and stood up again. He whispered to Yana and immediately turned away. While opening the iron door of the room, the aunt is listening to the corner. There was a balding Russian middle-aged man around her.

As soon as the two met, the care aunt said: "Given that you two have been quietly in the room for five hours, I think you may really be Yana's friend, so I invite Yana's father Coming. "

The nursing aunt extended her finger to the middle-aged Russian middle-aged, and the bald middle-aged middle-aged in her forties also looked at Zhou Qingfeng. The two men looked at each other for a long time, and Zhou Qingfeng did not know what to say. He pulled out a checkbook from his pocket, wrote a number, and tore it to the bald middle-aged man after signing.

In the strange behavior of Zhou Qingfeng's, balding middle-aged is inexplicable. He watched Zhou Qingfeng leave quickly, and he beckoned several times quickly, but he didn't know what to ask?

The care aunt peeked at the cheque and exclaimed immediately: "My God, this man gave a million dollars?"

Bald-headed middle-aged but unwilling to read the check, because Yana came out of the room barefoot and called him: "Dad, why are you here? And who was that person just now?"

"You don't know who he is?" Bald-headed middle-aged is even more confused.

Watching Zhou Qingfeng ’s fleeing back disappear, Yana suddenly hugged to her father, crying and crying: "Dad, I suddenly felt very happy in my heart. It seems that I have n’t embraced you for a long time.

It's Zhou Qingfeng leaning on the corner where no one is paying attention, and echoing the words from ‘GOD’ in his head-work hard, boy! You are already the farthest of all the candidates, but if you fail, you will be the worst.