I sell Coke in the doomsday

I looked at Tongtong as time stopped, and recalled everything that happened in this dream, her joys and sorrows, her anger and happiness, her coquettishness and sweetness. I was dazed and murmured softly.

"Once you know it's fake, no matter how you look at it, you can never go back to the original feeling."

"Memories are fake, and so are feelings."

"Of course there is no way to go on."

After a moment of silence, Xingyun asked softly.

"So... is there really nothing in this illusion worth your nostalgia?"

"We can turn her into a real living being, not the fake thing you said."

My fingers trembled, and I couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke Tongtong's cheek, outlining her delicate facial features.

Nostalgia? Maybe... yes.

I cannot deceive myself. If my life is really like in my dream, meeting an ordinary girl like Tongtong, falling in love, getting married, having children, and growing old together, this might be a good ending.

At least, it will be much happier than the ending that awaits me in the future.

I came back to my senses, gently took off the silver wedding ring from my finger, placed it on the counter, and answered hypocritically.

"No."

"She is just a fake. I have no attachment to her."

Xingyun stopped talking and seemed to have given up on the deal. Everything in front of me slowly shattered like dust.

I know I am about to wake up from my dream.

At the moment I was about to wake up, I couldn't help but look back at that "fake" Tongtong.

However, Tongtong's face was covered with cracks like broken porcelain, and would be completely shattered in the next moment.

In a trance, I saw a tear sliding down her cheek, which should have been still. The crystal teardrop fell on the silver wedding ring, scattered, bloomed, and then turned into dust.

The next moment, the dream shattered.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

Chapter 71 The Pale Man

The darkness dissipated, and my consciousness slowly regained consciousness, followed by a helpless feeling of exhaustion.

With blurred vision, I rubbed my eyes and tried to sit up, but found that I didn't have the strength to do so.

In a state of exhaustion, my vision went dark, my body felt heavy and I couldn't move. I could only lie there quietly and look around.

But I saw that I was in a moving car. Although it was a little blurry, I could still see that the person driving the car was Cangwu.

Cangwu looked through the rearview mirror and saw that I had woken up, so he whispered.

"Aren't you very tired? Why did you wake up suddenly?"

My brain was a little slow, and after a pause of three full minutes, I finally remembered everything. I had used up all my strength when I used my mimicry ability, and I fainted.

After I fell into a coma, those two damn nebula consciousnesses created a realistic illusion for me, wanting me to stay there forever and hand over control of my body to them.

I hesitated for a moment, then told Cangwu everything that happened in my dream. Because I was too weak, I spoke very slowly.

I told this dream, which was not very long, in a discontinuous manner for a long time. I don’t know if we had reached our destination, but Cangwu stopped the car when he heard the last part.

“Why not stay in that illusion?”

Cangwu turned his head, looked at me, and asked this question with a puzzled look on his face.

"In that fantasy world, there is everything you want, ordinary happiness, ordinary life, and ordinary death."

I looked at the top of the car, my eyes moved and stopped on the slightly yellow light in the car. I thought about it again and again, but couldn't come up with any answer, so I just spoke slowly.

"Maybe, I... just don't want to admit defeat."

Cangwu was stunned when he heard this, and then he burst into laughter. He turned around and continued driving the car, laughing softly.

"Are you a child? You gave up that beautiful dream for such a reason."

"Silly boy, you can't survive if you don't admit defeat."

Hearing this, a smile also appeared on the corner of my mouth, but I was too weak to make much sound.

"According to what those two star clusters said, the omnipotent divine machine will intervene to balance the game. What are your plans for this?"

Hearing this, I fell silent. My extreme fatigue made my mind go blank. I was unable to answer this question. I could only sigh weakly and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"I plan to get some good sleep,"

"We'll talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow."

After hearing this, Cangwu did not ask any more questions. He saw that I was very weak and it was not the time to talk about this. I closed my eyes again and slowly fell asleep.

……

When I woke up again, it was three days later.

My room was arranged in a three-story building. In the entire building, besides me, there were only a few people who took care of me. In this doomsday, this was already considered a mansion.

All of this was planned for the weekend. Unlike me, he believed that a leader must possess a lot of privileges, and at least have a sense of distance to intimidate others.

I have no opinion on this and accept this special treatment with peace of mind.

After waking up, I walked alone on the edge of the balcony without disturbing anyone, looking at the street below.

Many people had gathered in the town at this time, but there were not many pedestrians on the street except for the children playing.

Most people have work to do on weekends, trying to keep the entire well-preserved town running like it did before the apocalypse, so it is bound to be an extremely busy town.

Looking at the somewhat quiet street, I recalled the world in my dreams and suddenly laughed bitterly.

Unexpectedly, compared to the busy, clean and tidy streets in my dreams, I actually prefer this slightly empty and dilapidated street in front of me.

Years of living in the apocalypse have finally changed me.

Even if everything is restored and I return to the original world, I would still be a madman who doesn't fit in.

I have become a crazy, murderous, stubborn and extreme...pale person.

……

At the same time, the ancient city stronghold thousands of miles away, which should have been a peaceful scene, has now become a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Corpses were scattered all over the ground, broken arms with remaining tendons barely connected, and dense bullet holes left countless marks on the walls.

The pool of blood gathered, reflecting the sky, dyeing everything red.

In this bloody scene, Liu Yong looked indifferent as he dragged a dying man along the way and finally threw him on the pile of corpses. Then he picked up a big knife and swung it at the man's neck.

Suddenly, a flash of blood appeared, and a head rolled into the dust. The smelly blood splashed onto Liu Yong's face, but he had no intention of wiping it off. Instead, he showed a smile full of violence.

"You look like you're enjoying it."

At this time, a voice came from behind Liu Yong. Liu Yong frowned, but then put on a gentle smile, turned around, and greeted the man warmly.

"Mo Li, you're here."

Mo Li's eyes were empty as he looked at the corpses all over the ground. His hands hidden in his sleeves clenched slightly unconsciously. He turned his head awkwardly, but found that there were corpses piled all around him. No matter how he dodged, all he saw were countless broken limbs and remains.

When Su Li, who was thousands of miles away, was building the town's wall with the people of the Corpse God Cult, Su Li, as a clone, had already joined forces with Liu Yong and launched a coup against Wang Quan and his group.

But three days had passed since the successful coup, and people were wailing and dying every day in the ancient city stronghold.

Su Li looked at the corpse in front of him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said indifferently.

"Three days have passed, and Wang Quan and his men are no longer in this stronghold."

"That's enough, don't do this again."

Liu Yong's expression remained unchanged when he heard that, but he was holding the big knife in his hand and dragging it as he walked. The blade cut through the pool of blood, leaving a ripple. Liu Yong walked towards Su Li while speaking with a smile.

"No, no, no, it is still necessary."

"We don't need so many people in this base."

"The disabled, the sick, and the elderly are just a burden. There is no need to keep them and waste food and water."

As he spoke, Liu Yong had already walked in front of Su Li, his eyes dark, like a poisonous snake, and he spoke sinisterly.

"You chose me. I couldn't have done this without you."

"In that case, there's no need to pretend to be a nice guy in front of me."

"and……"

"You're starting to become an eyesore!"

Suddenly, Liu Yong's eyes focused, and the big knife in his hand suddenly slashed upwards, trying to cut off Su Li's body with one stroke.

clang~

There was a crisp sound of metal, and the big knife in Liu Yong's hand pierced through Su Li's clothes but stopped at his skin, as if it had cut into some metal and could not go any further.

Liu Yong's pupils shrank, and before he could be shocked, a hand suddenly reached out, grabbed his neck, and quickly increased the force, squeezing it tightly.

Su Li looked indifferently at Liu Yong, whose neck he was strangled by, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. But after a moment, he loosened his hand, threw Liu Yong aside, walked forward slowly, stepped on Liu Yong's face, and slowly crushed it, speaking coldly from a condescending perspective.

"You seem to...overestimate your position."

"Liu Yong."

Chapter 72 The Pale Man

"You seem to...overestimate your position."

"Liu Yong."

Mo Li's foot moved down and stepped on Liu Yong's throat accurately.

A powerful force squeezed Liu Yong's throat violently. No matter how hard he tried, not a single breath of air could enter his throat.

Shock, astonishment, disbelief, all these emotions finally turned into deep despair and fear.

As the oxygen became deprived, Mo Li grew bigger and bigger in Liu Yong's sight, becoming a giant that blocked out the sky, while he was just an ant crawling on the ground. There was a huge difference.

Just when Liu Yong was about to run out of breath and die, Mo Li lifted up his feet and allowed Liu Yong to breathe again.

Liu Yong, who survived the disaster, collapsed to the ground exhausted, gasping for breath. It seemed that he understood for the first time how wonderful breathing is.

Mo Li looked at Liu Yong's embarrassed appearance, a flash of disgust in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant. He raised his chin slightly and spoke coldly to Liu Yong.

"Poor fellow, don't you understand?"

"You are not a remarkable person, just a selfish, murderous madman."

"I can make you the master of this ancient city, and I can also let someone else take this position. There are as many people like you as I want."

As he spoke, Mo Li squatted down, placed his palm heavily on Su Li's head, pressed his head to the ground, put his mouth close to Liu Yong's ear, and whispered softly like a devil.

"so……"

"Put away your claws and teeth and be a good dog."

"Otherwise, I will kill you."

"I will cut your skin and rip out your organs. I will hang you on a tree and nail your body to the trunk."

"Wait for the birds, insects and snakes to eat up all your flesh bit by bit."

After saying that, Mo Li gave Liu Yong a meaningful look and stroked Liu Yong's head with his hand, as if he was comforting a somewhat irritable dog.

Liu Yong lowered his head, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth unwillingly, but his unwillingness should not be revealed at this time.

Mo Li looked at Liu Yong with a stern look, and looked at the unwillingness in his eyes. He suddenly grabbed Liu Yong's head, and with his other hand he grabbed the sand on the ground and forced it into Liu Yong's mouth.

Liu Yong resisted instinctively with his lips tightly closed, but Mo Li directly used a dagger to cut open Liu Yong's tightly closed lips, and then savagely stuffed the bloody sand into Liu Yong's mouth.

After a while, Mo Li stood up, while Liu Yong knelt on the ground, retching continuously and spitting out a ball of mud soaked in blood, but he could not spit out more mud.

"I never looked down on you from the beginning."

"But I have no choice. The nature that person gave me makes me hate you so much."

"So, I want to try to slowly accept you and become your ally."

"Help you get everything you want."