I sell Coke in the doomsday

The light and darkness intertwined before my eyes. I took one step at a time and never looked back until I could no longer see it.

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After a long time, when night fell, I hid in an empty room, curled up on the tattered sofa. Under the cover of darkness, I secretly looked through the window at the dark building opposite.

It's really ridiculous. I didn't leave this city. Instead, I sneaked back like a thief, hid in the building opposite Tongtong, broke into this empty room, and looked at my original...home without daring to make a sound.

This is a very irrational thing to do. Tongtong has already told me that when she meets me again, she will use all means to keep me by her side until the last moment, whether I am willing or not.

I am hoping to be caught by her. What a loser.

In the darkness, I thought to myself with self-mockery, but my eyes were looking through the window at the building opposite in the moonlight.

In the darkness, no lights were on. Just like in the past, Tongtong would always sit in the darkness, quietly waiting for my return.

At this moment, is she... still waiting for me?

I thought sadly, holding an empty cup in my hand, looking at the darkness, silent.

At this moment, I really hope that the lights on the opposite side will be on. I am not satisfied with such a hasty farewell and I am unwilling to let it end like this.

But this is just my humble struggle after all.

I leaned back, wanting to smash the cup in my hand to pieces as if to vent my anger, but the moment I raised my hand, I took the cup back with a wry smile on my face.

The lights on the opposite side did not come on all night. I was sure that Tongtong was there, but there was no way I could see her again.

And this night is also the deadline I set for my cowardice.

After tonight, even if I am extremely reluctant, I will have to think about how to become the enemy of Tongtong and how to deal with her.

I don’t want Tongtong to disappear, nor do I want the world to end, but before I can come up with a solution, I have to make sure I win this bet.

When dawn came, I stood up exhausted after not sleeping the whole night, put the cup in my hand on the dusty coffee table, and turned to leave.

The sun was shining brightly, and the snow from the previous few days had begun to melt. Water stains stuck to the white petals and stained the soles of my shoes. I strode forward with a large backpack on my back.

I hid the spare car far away, about half an hour's walk away, and during this wasted time, I began to think and organize all the information I had.

First of all, according to Tongtong, her life exists entirely for this gamble. Once the gamble is over, she will be wiped out, so she must win this gamble and make a wish for her own survival.

Secondly, in order to prevent the gambling from losing the necessary conditions to proceed, the gods have decided that at the end of the gambling, all human beings in the world will be extinct, forcing me to choose between Tongtong and the entire world.

Among all the information, the most important point is that in Zi Su’s previous narration, my future self seems to go back to the past and try to change something.

There was no mention of any information related to time travel from Tongtong, which means that she might not know about these things.

This may be my only hope.

As I walked, I paused and looked down at the white petals around my feet. As I walked, the white petals on the ground became fewer and fewer, and thinner and thinner.

This is something I didn't notice yesterday when I was distracted.

I frowned, bent down, picked up a petal, put it to my nose, and sniffed it gently.

The scent of the night-blooming cereus was very faint, so faint that it almost disappeared.

This place is already quite far away from the giant flower. Could it be that the flower rain was not as dangerous as I imagined, but became weaker and weaker as the distance increased?

Thinking of this, I raised my head and looked around, and finally saw a few zombies basking in the sun in this white world.

It can be seen that these zombies are not parasitized by Epiphyllum, and they still have their most basic thinking.

Could it be that the white rain of flowers was really just to lead me away from Tongtong's body, so that other roots could be more convenient to awaken Tongtong's consciousness?

If this is true, then this rain of white flowers should consume a huge amount of energy of the Epiphyllum, and this moment may be the weakest moment of the Epiphyllum.

So, is this my best chance?

While I was thinking, I suddenly woke up, feeling a little stunned and surprised.

Why did I think so naturally about how to deal with Tongtong, and why did my emotions change so quickly.

And why... do I feel it's so natural, as if I have done the same thing countless times.

Although I don't want to admit it, I'm really not such a great person who can cut off all emotions so cleanly and think like this.

Something is... affecting my thinking.

There is something hidden in my body.

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Even at this moment, I am still shrouded in mystery.

Perhaps, the question about Tongtong has been answered, but the strange things about me are still unknown.

Time travel, a strange sense of disconnection, strange and vague memories, and the occasional feeling of dislocation in time and space.

Probably everyone has had a similar feeling. When you do something again, you are sure that it is the first time, but you also feel that you have seen this scene before and done something similar.

This isn't a rare thing, but I've had this feeling way too many times, and it's so real that I can hardly tell whether it's real or not.

Is there really another me in my body?

Although it is embarrassing to say it, this kind of speculation is really a bit childish. I realized this later and stopped speculating.

If there really is something hidden in my body, I really hope it can come out when I get beaten. I'm really afraid of pain.

I don’t know if it was the influence of this second-year speculation, but my mood actually calmed down. Although I still feel uneasy about the current situation, at least I am not as fragile as before.

I continued walking forward, and the car hidden on the corner was already visible, so I should start preparing for my next move.

Everything happened so suddenly that I, who have always been lazy, had no time to make any plans, so I could only make some simple preparations.

The spare car was filled with all kinds of luggage, but for people living in the doomsday, these supplies were far from enough.

I got in the driver's seat and turned the key, but instead of driving out of the city, I made a circle and drove to the other end of the city.

The giant Epiphyllum occupies the most central position in the city. The zombies there have been basically assimilated into Epiphyllum, but their influence should not have expanded to the edge of the city yet.

In order to move forward, I have to find some supplies that I had prepared earlier.

I mentioned it a long time ago that I put some supplies far away. It was the fuel needed for cars, stored in a dilapidated station where many large cars like trucks were parked. I put the fuel in the fuel tanks of those cars. In the days to come, this city will become a dangerous place, so I have to take more supplies away now.

While the car was driving, I was always looking around vigilantly, fearing that a zombie controlled by Epiphyllum would appear. However, I had a safe journey. Although I was scared by some zombies that suddenly jumped out, fortunately, I did not see any guys with Epiphyllum growing in their eye sockets.

As expected, Tongtong’s forces did not reach the edge of the city.

The road was very long, so long that it was absurd. It even made me start to wonder what had happened to me that I had the idea of ​​storing those supplies in such a faraway place.

Suddenly, my eyes focused and a strange feeling arose in my heart.

What on earth was I thinking at the time?

The place where supplies are stored is far away from where I live, and because it is on the edge of the city, it is not a safe or secret place.

I am not such a diligent guy. Out of my laziness, how can I remember where to put things?

Preparation like this is like... I knew in advance that this day would come.

The corners of my eyes kept twitching, I slammed on the brakes, and my expression became more and more complicated.

I hate this feeling. The stronger it is, the more I feel that no matter what I do or how hard I try, I will only be heading towards a destined ending.

Damn, that disgusting sense of fatalism!

I took a deep breath and wanted to smoke a cigarette to ease my mood, but after groping for a long time, I couldn't find even half a cigarette butt, so I could only sit in the car, staring blankly like a fool.

But after a moment, I had no choice but to step on the accelerator again and drive the spare car towards the place where the supplies were stored.

It is undoubtedly foolish to give up those materials just to get rid of the so-called sense of fate. Whether I am angry or unwilling, I can only go on like this.

I drove the spare car all the way to the side where the supplies were stored. It was in tatters and there were not many zombies there. Deep in the ruins, the tattered tarpaulins couldn't even block the large trucks.

Logically speaking, something so conspicuous should have been discovered by the human base early on, and then all the supplies I had hidden would have been swept away.

But what I can't understand is that there is no sign that anyone has ever been to this place, and everything is well preserved.

I got out of the car and started checking the supplies. All the supplies were well preserved, so well that I felt uncomfortable.

I don’t know what I was thinking, but then I did something really stupid.

I started talking to myself.

"Hello, are you there?"

I'm not talking to myself, but really like a fool, trying to have a conversation with something that might be existing in my body.

I know it's stupid, I know, but I do it.

"You should be here."

As I was packing my supplies, I spoke to myself like a fool, in a tone full of doubt.

"You should be smarter than me and understand the current situation better than me."

"In this case, you should come out and take responsibility."

No one answered, of course, but I persisted and continued to say these stupid things.

"I'm not a capable person, if you can do better than me."

"I will gladly give my body to you."

While I was saying these words, my hands did not stop moving, and when I finished this sentence, I was about to bend down and pick up a box of expired cans.

There were not many white petals on the ground. The melted snow had formed a small puddle on the ground. The surface of the water mixed with mud and water was reflecting my face.

It was a face that was tired, decadent, loose, listless and depressed.

I looked at my reflection in the water for a long time, then grinned and raised my middle finger.

"Damn, that's stupid."

Strangely enough, after scolding myself, I actually felt much better. I stopped being stupid and trying to talk to myself, and instead quickly loaded the supplies onto the truck.

There are a lot of supplies here, and I can't transport them all at once. The spare car I brought has too little space, so I can only leave them here.

I was busy alone, the fatigue and sweat made me forget all the sad things. In the empty field, I was the only busy figure left.

The soil became muddy under the melted snow. My feet stepped on it, leaving footprints. Mud spots fell on the surface of my shoes, more and more, more and more.

Finally, I stood in the mud, looked at the packed truck bed, and sighed deeply.

People will feel tired after being busy. Because of this tiredness, they can temporarily forget the things that bother us and enjoy the leisure time comfortably.

But my damn immortal body can never feel physical fatigue, even if my spirit is already full of holes and exhausted.

But my body was still awake, and because of this alertness, I couldn't get a moment's rest.

I turned around and drove off in the truck loaded with supplies.

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I have a bad habit of daydreaming and letting my mind wander while driving. It was because of this bad habit that I was knocked unconscious by Zi Su who was driving a truck.

After that incident, I tried to change this bad habit, but now it has relapsed. During the long journey, I started to daydream and have wild thoughts again.

I am homeless now, and the only place I can go seems to be the Shield Stronghold.

So, when I arrive at the Shield Stronghold, how should I tell Ajie and the others about this?

This matter is a bit complicated and a bit far-fetched. If we really want Ajie and the others to understand the desperate situation we are facing, we must explain it clearly from beginning to end.

In other words, I might have to start with the wishes I made before the end of the world.

It would be better to start from the time when Pangu created the world.

After leaving the city, I no longer saw the white petals, only the melting snow.

The light reflected from the snow made me a little dizzy, and I had to drive with a frown on my face.

While driving on the road, I was alone again and finally remembered my job, a weird businessman selling Coke in the doomsday.

One side of the Coke business has been completely abandoned. I wonder if those locations I once visited still remember me?

In the past year, I have been running between the ancient city and the Shield Outpost, and I almost forgot that there are other outposts in this area.

The Shield Outpost is obviously unable to resist Epiphyllum's forces, so I should try to unite the other outposts as well.

I didn't realize at the time that this was a completely bad idea, because the best time to unite the remaining humans was ten years ago.

It was past noon, and after a long, boring journey full of bad ideas, I finally parked the truck in front of the gate of the shield stronghold.

There was no complicated procedure. After I showed half of my body from the car window and the guards in the sentry tower could see me clearly, the gate of the stronghold was opened smoothly.