I sell Coke in the doomsday

Perhaps, the answer I want is in that wooden house.

I picked up a branch that had fallen during the fight and used it as a crutch, moving forward step by step.

However, the scene of my first meeting with Song Ji yesterday kept appearing in my mind again and again.

I wonder, that optimistic, kind young man...

Did he ever really exist?

No one can answer my questions, I can only move forward step by step and unravel the mystery of it all by myself.

Chapter 25: Secret Life

I was exhausted and walked slowly in the dim light before dawn, leaning on a wooden stick.

After using the ability of transformation, I felt terribly exhausted, as if I had been running non-stop for three days and three nights. My vision went dark, I felt dizzy, and I had the urge to vomit.

So, I walked very slowly, as slow as a turtle.

When people are tired, their mood will generally become low, and so will I. But when I want to recall some happy memories, I find myself so incomplete.

Perhaps I am a disaster star, bringing only misfortune and death wherever I go.

Good or evil, right or wrong, who is right or wrong, I've had enough of these arguments.

After walking for half an hour, I couldn't keep up with my physical strength and couldn't stand the scorching sun above my head.

It's really not good weather for a walk in the hot summer.

I leaned against a big tree, rested in the shade of its canopy, and let out a long breath.

"call……"

After a short rest, I picked up the wooden stick again and continued to move forward under the scorching sun.

Actually, I really want to rest, but unfortunately my time is extremely tight.

Almost two days have passed since I left the Corpse God Cult. Some people in the Corpse God Cult already had other ideas about me and were not the kind of people who would settle for less.

I don’t know if the pistol I left for Weekend can hold the situation. If something goes wrong, I’m afraid that when I return to the Corpse God Cult, Weekend will be left with only a tattered corpse.

So, I couldn't rest with a clear conscience. There was dried meat in Song Ji's wooden house, which could replenish energy and should help me recover some strength.

After walking and stopping many times, over and over again, I finally returned to the wooden house after spending three hours.

I stood in front of the wooden house, and suddenly it felt like a lifetime ago. When I first arrived here yesterday, Song Ji was still the optimistic and positive young man I remembered.

However, Song Ji died in my hands today. His corpse lay in the mud, and became smelly due to the corrosion of toxins.

Is this world always so unreasonable? It comes so suddenly, like a storm, without even giving people a chance to compose themselves.

I threw away my crutches and walked slowly into the house. The wooden house still maintained the same appearance as last night. Mountains of videotapes occupied most of the area of ​​the house, and Song Ji's dried meat was hung on the wall.

Puff! I took out a bottle of Coke from thin air, took down some dried meat from the wall, and started eating it, taking a sip of Coke and a bite of dried meat.

The whole house is so messy that I need to replenish myself with some sugar and energy before tidying it up.

The jerky tastes weird, and I don’t know what kind of meat it is. It’s hard and tastes bad. Fortunately, the taste of Coke will never get boring.

After devouring ten pieces of jerky in no time, I shook the empty Coke bottle and threw it aside.

After eating and drinking, I lay down on the ground and prepared to have a good sleep.

For me now, the faster my physical strength recovers, the better, so taking time to rest is also something I must do.

Exhausted, I soon fell into a deep sleep.

While I was sleeping, I seemed to smell the fragrance of flowers, but I guess it was an illusion. I don't remember any flowers anywhere nearby.

The sun and the moon rotate, and when I woke up from my sleep, it was already late at night.

I don't know what time it was, but I clenched my right fist and found that my strength had recovered a lot.

The moonlight was bright, shining through the window onto the wall, casting a silvery-white light. I got up quietly and began to sort out the clutter in the room and put it in order.

Song Ji didn't say anything before he died, but I had a feeling that his whole life was hidden in this small wooden house.

There were more things in the cabin than I had imagined, including movie tapes, wrinkled movie posters, and some crudely made dolls.

I carefully opened and checked each videotape box, hoping that there might be some clues hidden inside, but it was all in vain until I cleaned the entire house until only the last corner was left.

In the corner, there is still a pile of videotapes. These should be the ones brought by the real Song Ji, but I still can't figure out how he brought so many movie tapes.

I carefully moved the remaining tapes away, and until the last one, nothing special appeared on the floor.

Did I guess wrong?

I frowned slightly, stood up, and looked around the room in the moonlight. I saw that all the movie tapes had been sorted out by me, and the dried meat on the wall had been taken down by me, leaving only the movie posters stuck on the wall.

Suddenly, my eyes focused and fell on a poster of a blonde girl. In the dim light, I could vaguely see that the poster was a blonde girl with a great figure. She was wearing revealing clothes, as if she was wearing primitive animal skins, with most of her perfectly shaped chest exposed.

This poster looked familiar to me, so I couldn’t help but walk a few steps closer and look at it carefully. There was no movie name on the poster, and it didn’t seem to be a promotional poster for a movie. It was obviously different from the other posters in the room.

I stared at the poster in front of me in a trance. Gradually, long-lost memories slowly revived, and the story about this poster gradually became clear.

"The Shawshank Redemption... You really do like movies."

Yes, this poster is one of the important items in the movie "The Shawshank Redemption". In the plot of the movie, the hero Andy was wrongfully imprisoned for more than ten years and has been secretly digging a tunnel. The tunnel he dug is hidden behind this poster on the wall.

The scene in the second half of the movie where the warden pierces the poster and discovers the tunnel is one of the famous moments in the movie.

So, is there something hidden under this poster?

I slowly reached out my hand and poked the poster with my index finger. Sure enough, my index finger went straight through the poster. Then, I tore the entire poster off.

But behind the poster was a square space with a bunch of purple lavender in a flowerpot. The faint fragrance of the flowers slowly drifted out and wandered in this messy wooden house.

"This guy actually has such leisure and elegance."

I whispered to myself and reached out to take out the pot of lavender. When my palm touched the bottom, I found that there was a thick letter at the bottom of the pot.

What a strange guy! He obviously has no one to send the letter to, so why would he prepare this?

I held the flowerpot in one hand and picked up the envelope at the bottom with the other. The light in the room was too dim, so I took the lavender and the envelope and walked straight out of the house. I sat on the wooden block where Song Ji was chopping firewood, put the lavender in my arms, and slowly opened the envelope.

"Hello, Lucky."

"My name is Song Ji. Of course, you can also call me Subject 201."

"I don't know who you are now, but I think that when you see this envelope, I should be dead."

"Although I'm curious about how I died, the interesting thing is that I can't imagine the scene of my death no matter what."

"When I wrote this letter, the weather was fine and I was holding this pot of lavender in my arms. I am sober now, so my words should be credible."

“I’m a monster.”

"It's a biological weapon developed by the Eden Organization. It's one of the few surviving test subjects, No. 201."

"This may sound a bit scary, but since the zombie virus has appeared, a mysterious organization is not so strange in comparison."

"I grew up in the experimental base. As an experimental subject without my own will, I didn't have my own life. I just followed the orders of those people and acted as an obedient puppet."

"I live in a house made of glass, and all my actions are carried out under surveillance."

"Actually, I did have friends at that time. I had a lot of friends. They didn't have names, but I could still recognize each of them."

"At that time, there was a girl who was one year younger than me. She always liked to call others "brother", but she herself probably knew the meaning of the word."

"She is silly and falls down when she walks on flat ground, but she is more energetic than any of us and always smiles foolishly. We all call her silly girl."

"One day, the researcher who had been recording our body reactions brought a pot of lavender. The silly girl seemed to like the pot of lavender very much and kept looking at it secretly."

"For several days, we could see the silly girl staring at the flower pot in a daze."

"This continued for a month, and then the researchers took us children to separate rooms to inject the next dose of the drug."

"Also, the researcher told me that after the injection, I can ask him for something. Anything is fine."

"The first thing that came to my mind was the pot of lavender. In fact, it's not just you, I like that pot of lavender too."

"Amid the all-white backdrop, that splash of purple is truly the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

"It's just that after the injection, I stayed in bed for three whole days before I recovered."

"After that, I successfully got the pot of lavender, ran with a smile, and returned to the glass room that belonged to us."

"It's just that, that day, I didn't see any other children in that glass house, not even one."

"I don't think it's a big deal. I can wait for them to come back."

"So, I waited and waited, waited for a day, waited for a month, waited for a year."

"In the end, I waited for twenty years, but never saw them."

"That fat guy who loves to talk in his sleep, that silly girl who likes to call people brother, neither of them came back."

"It was a long time later that I found out that I was the only one among the group of children who survived when the next stage of the drug was injected."

"The rest of the children died in extreme pain on the day they were injected with the drug."

"This is my life, like a bad movie mixed with shit."

"There is nothing left except this pot of lavender."

"And all I can keep is this pot of lavender."

"I will not apologize for the deaths, and I don't want to hear anyone apologize to me."

"If you can, please take this pot of lavender with you. It deserves to live more than I do."

"As a reward, I left a map to the Eden Experimental Base in the envelope. Although it's not a good reward, it may attract your attention."

Chapter 26 Return

"The experimental base there has been completely destroyed by the zombie virus. Now there are basically no dangerous things there except for some wandering zombies."

"Anyway, good luck to you."

The text on the letter paper came to an abrupt end here, and there was no further text. On the next page of letter paper was a slightly stiff map with great detail.

And according to the map, the so-called experimental base is located deep in the Muwu Forest. No wonder Song Ji appeared here.

I put away the map, carefully folded it into a small piece and put it in my pocket. After hesitating for a moment, I slowly tore into pieces the letter left by Song Ji.

The broken pieces of paper were thrown into the air by me and carried away by the wind. From then on, no one in this world knew about Song Ji’s short life except me.

Okay, time to think about this.

The Garden of Eden, the mysterious organization, the biological weapons...

I never thought that even when the zombie virus had not appeared, our world was not as peaceful as it seemed.

I had seen information about the Garden of Eden organization on the Internet before, but most of it was like online legends that sounded outrageous.

Unexpectedly, something that seemed like a conspiracy theory actually happened. I don’t know if it was a coincidence or not.

It’s really amazing. In all my more than one hundred reincarnations before, I have never been here, and I never imagined that there would be such an inside story here.

I really seemed to think of myself as the protagonist, completely unaware that in that long cycle, all kinds of bizarre stories were happening all over the world.

Their lives are equally wonderful.

My story may sound impressive, but it is actually confined to one city. At a time unknown to me, such strange and moving stories may be happening all over the world.

I stopped thinking about it, hugged the pot of lavender, turned around and walked into the house, started packing up all the dried meat in the house, and prepared to start my journey home.

Two days have passed since the time agreed with the Corpse God Cult. I am very worried about the situation there, so even though the so-called Eden Experimental Base is right in front of me, I have no intention of going there to investigate.

I'll be back, but at least after I've stabilized the mess of the Corpse Cult.

Song Ji had saved up a lot of dried meat, but he didn't have a suitable backpack, so I could only use a relatively clean piece of cloth to make a simple package.

After making all the preparations, I hesitated for a moment, and still put the pot of lavender into the package. Then I stepped out of the house, facing the moonlight, stepped into the black fog, transformed into a huge black flying bird, and leaped into the sky.

The black wings flapped slightly, and my body rushed into the sea of ​​clouds. Under the silvery moonlight, I flew quickly along the white sea of ​​clouds.

The Muwu Forest is more than 200 kilometers away from the city where the Corpse God Cult is located. If you walk, who knows when you can get back. So instead of walking, it’s better to transform into a bird and rush back as quickly as possible, then have a good rest and recover your strength.

I changed my appearance like an eagle, so my speed should be about the same. The eagle's fastest speed can reach 80 kilometers per hour. Based on this speed, I can get back in three hours at the fastest.

The sound of the strong wind fell on my face, and looking down at the ground from above through the clouds was indeed a stunning sight.

I don’t know what time it is now, but it should be past midnight. The waning moon is hanging high in the sky, the stars are like the sea, and my heart is slowly calming down.