Doomsday Orphan

By Taijah Johnson

Is the end of science theology? Or conspiracy? Don't dwell on it. Reboot the world once more! Continents re-divide, creatures re-evolve, and order is re-established. 3.14 would solve most of the world's circular algorithms, and even the world's most sophisticated calculations can only be used to about 10 decimal places, whereas scientists have n

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alejandra Sierra
• Release date: Feb 12, 2024
• ISBN: 9798869390059

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Chapter 4 - The Mysterious Base

    Mo Ming sneaked through the rearview mirror of the driver's seat to look at the young man's face, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, seems to be vaguely anxious. m.

    At this moment, the young man in police uniform almost felt that someone was spying on him in general, his vision also turned to the rearview mirror, Mo Ming could not dodge, the two eyes met in the rearview mirror. Mo Ming looked at him calmly for a few seconds and then turned away, the young man in police uniform revealed a weird smile, still looking at the road ahead.

    This eye-to-eye stare was like a game, the one who turned away his eyes first was the one who showed weakness. Although Mo Ming knew this, but there was no way, his own hands were handcuffed, in front of the two unidentified two people, naturally the momentum fell into a disadvantage.

    But the ** of survival caused Mo Ming's mind to spin rapidly, searching for the slightest hope of being able to survive.

    Jumping out of the car is not realistic, first of all, the car speed is too fast, Mo Ming stole a glance at the dashboard, this Toyota Roadmaster has already sped up to 120 yards in the rain. If he jumped out of the car at this time, his hands were handcuffed behind his back, and there was no way to protect his head, and the chances of survival were no greater than falling into the hands of these two people.

    In any case, the car had to be stopped in a hurry. Watching the car coil up the mountain road, it probably wouldn't be long before they found the perfect spot to dump the body.

    Comrade police officer, I would like to make myself convenient, is that okay? Mo Ming ended up using this excuse that had been overused in countless movies and TV dramas. When he finished speaking, he secretly glanced at the young man's expression in the rearview mirror.

    The young man driving the car frowned and was just about to speak. The middle-aged man who hadn't opened his eyes since Mo Ming got on the car spoke, rubbing his eyes and said, Young man, change to a more creative excuse.

    Mo Ming heard, this really does not work, he thought for a moment, simply give up: Okay, then let's open the window to tell the truth, in the end who instructed you to kidnap me? In the end, I have offended which way immortal? You guys tell me, let me also die a clear.

    So you saw it a long time ago, huh? The middle-aged man sat up and adjusted his seat, then said, Young man, you're quite smart, but I won't answer either of the two questions you just asked.

    Why? I'm handcuffed here by you guys, it's hard for me to fly, are you still afraid that I'll run away? Mo Ming pursued again.

    The middle-aged man did not pick up his words, lowered his head in the car's glove compartment for a while to rummage around, first touched a cigarette and lit it, then drew a file bag out and waved it in front of Mo Ming, the bottom right corner of the file bag has a striking square official seal, there are only two traditional Chinese characters in it: extremely secret.

    Got it? This is the reason. The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at Mo Ming, and a mouthful of thick smoke playfully sprayed onto Mo Ming's face, choking him as he shook his head to avoid it.

    Top secret? What in the world do I have on me that is worth them making such a big deal to arrest me, and it also involves the Highest Extreme Secrets? Before Mo Ming had the time to think deeply, he already felt his brain drowsy, even his eyelids gradually heaved, and by the time he suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the mouthful of thick smoke that the middle-aged man had spat out just now, he had already gone limp and collapsed in the backseat of the car.

    Uncle Ge, you've mesmerized him. The young man was slightly worried.

    It's fine, I've got my measure. Lest this kid gets us into trouble, this is my last mission before I retire, don't want anything to go wrong. Uncle Ge finished speaking and leaned back on the cushion to mesmerize his eyes again, not knowing whether he slept or not.

    Well, that's right, this kind of inexplicable case, I never want to encounter a second time, who in the end is this person, the level of secrecy is so high? I don't see anything special about him. Perhaps the young man's mood had relaxed after Mo Ming had passed out, so he complained more in front of Uncle Ge.

    Uncle Ge, who had his eyes closed next to him, still didn't have any reaction, and came over for a long time before saying quietly: ''Song Jing ah, on your curiosity, I guess you won't be able to work in this line of work. This is discipline, top secret. Drive properly ......"

    Oh, Song Jing replied sardonically and kept quiet.

    Although the rain had stopped, there were still thick dark clouds in the sky, covering the night sky in layers. The car kept going along the circling mountain road, and occasionally a lightning bolt streaked across the sky, making the night even more bizarre.

    At 4:30 a.m., the police car finally came to a stop in front of a huge building after five levels of questioning and scrutiny.

    The young man driving the car, Song Jing, gently shook Uncle Ge awake.

    Try to talk as little as possible later. Uncle Ge yawned and reminded with a grave expression.

    Despite having been here many times, Uncle Ge still had a feeling of rising discomfort every time he saw this odd base building, this huge building with a trapezoidal front, not particularly tall, only 5 stories high by visual estimation, but more than 30 meters horizontally, with a monotonous and odd shape, black and gray in color, like the keycaps on a huge keyboard standing in front of his eyes, yes, just like the enter key.

    Uncle Ge vaguely felt that once this huge enter button was pressed, there would be a huge disaster in the world. But then he laughed to himself, embarrassed by his own whimsy.

    The mottled iron gates on the front of the massive building stood a full eight meters in height and were about 30 meters wide, also painted black and gray without the slightest sheen. There were very tall watchtowers on either side of the gate, with huge spotlights sweeping back and forth across the ground, with almost no dead spots for illumination.

    Oh. Although his mouth agreed. The doubts in Song Jing's heart were almost suffocating his brain. The huge building in front of him was the first time he had ever seen it, not to mention the weird and bizarre feeling in his heart, but just from the heavy barriers and the strict inventory system, the level of secrecy here was probably the highest level he had ever encountered in his life.

    He couldn't help but look at the unconscious Mo Ming in the rearview mirror again, and in his heart he repeated the question that he had thought about in his head countless times without any answer: who the hell is this kid?

    Uncle Ge looked at Song Jing's face and suddenly laughed softly, as if he had read his mind, Don't be imagining things, your Uncle Ge has been working for this place for twelve years, and he hasn't even touched that big iron door. I don't know what the hell is going on in there either!

    After Uncle Ge finished speaking in one breath, he squinted his eyes at the front and waited patiently.

    The mountains were foggy. The huge building in front of me was wrapped in a dazzling fog, with huge searchlights shooting out from directly in front of it, like a crouching flood beast in the darkness.

    ...... Song Jing was just about to say something when Uncle Ge made a gesture of silence. At this time, the iron gate separated from the center and opened up and down, although it was unknown what principle was controlling the opening of the gate, but it was certain that it was definitely not controlled by human power.

    The door opened not big, from the inside out of a black car, drove straight to the front of them, from the inside out of the five people, the leader of a slender figure wearing a white isolation suit, head wearing an isolation mask, the inside is also masked with a mask to cover themselves tightly.

    The remaining four were dressed in blue overalls that looked like the uniforms of a scientific research unit.

    One of the men in the isolation suit came over and nodded at Uncle Ge, then pulled open the car door, rolled open Mo Ming's eyes, shined a flashlight on his pupils, and then with a wave of his hand, the few remaining men teamed up to carry Mo Ming out and place him in their black car.

    After the handover, the isolation suit officer took the middle-aged man's dossier bag, flipped it open for a closer look, checked it, and then stamped a seal on it: case closed.

    There were no warm pleasantries, words exchanged, no handshakes or goodbyes. Everything was handed over without words.

    Uncle Ge and Song Jing didn't even get out of the car, they carefully placed the closure report and turned the car around to start their return trip along the road down the mountain.

    The white isolation suit officer had stood still to watch them leave, the searchlight sweeping overhead, no expression visible in the deep silver-gray pupils of the isolation suit's visor.

    A moment later, he suddenly saluted towards the vehicle that was far away at the bottom of the mountain, and immediately afterward, a loud explosion came from the disk road at the bottom of the mountain, and the Toyota Roadmaster that had just recently left steeply rose up in the air, and tumbled into the cliff like a ball of fire.

    The isolation suit officer looked up at the moon hidden behind the clouds, then turned and entered within the gate, the black and gray door closing with a roar like the mouth of a giant beast.

Chapter 5: The End is Near

    Experimental body mg-12 is being transported to studio b20 for immediate testing. Yaya eBook, a scientific researcher wearing a fully sealed protective suit looked at the closed-circuit monitor in front of him and issued a concise command into the microphone.

    There was unquenchable excitement in his voice, and his steely eyes could be seen through the panels of the shield in the darkened room.

    Copy that. Professor Fang. The other party's reply was just as concise and clear.

    Professor Fang took off his mask, revealing a head of silver-white hair, he reached out and picked up the already cold coffee on the workbench, his fingertips trembling a little, perhaps noticing his own abnormality, Professor Fang laughed to himself. Drinking the cold coffee in one go, he got up and opened the wedge-shaped protective door behind him and walked out.

    Passing through the long white corridor, Professor Fang met the white protective suit coming back from outside in front of the elevator, the two of them smiled at each other and entered the elevator together.

    Prof. Fang pressed the button for b20 and turned to ask the other side: Fang Rui, is it all done?

    Well, it's all done, Dad. The other pulled off the shield, revealing a beautiful but pale face with unforgettable silver-gray pupils.

    If Mo Ming were here at this moment, he would be able to recognize that she was the woman in black who had changed her fate that night in the rainy alley.

    How is that young man doing? Professor Fang still wasn't too relieved to follow up.

    Checked, the body fusion is quite good, the parasitization has been completed and there is no rejection reaction. Fang Rui nodded, his face a little tired.

    That's good. Professor Fang looked at his daughter's certain expression, patted the other party's shoulder, and said, Tough job. Then let everyone gather.

    Everyone has assembled and is waiting for you.

    The elevator descended calmly. After a while there was a ding and the 20th basement floor was reached.

    Professor Fang and his daughter Fang Rui walked out of the elevator, and the spacious hall was neatly filled with more than 20 staff members wearing various uniforms, who had already finished assembling in the hall, with expressions of joy and excitement on their faces, and let out a burst of cheers when they saw Professor Fang show up.

    Professor Fang stood in the center of the hall, his mood seemed to be agitated as well, and he was silent for a while, as if he didn't know how to speak.

    Gentlemen, after seven years, we have completed our last project today according to standard procedure. Prof. Fang looked around at everyone once.

    Continuing, I must thank all of you, who have cooperated with me in this overall project for seven years, according to the highest instructions of the organization, and have fulfilled their commitments well, without raising any questions about the purpose of this project.

    I know that we are all under a lot of pressure. Now that the project has been completed, it doesn't mean that I can tell you the answers. But the good news is that we can all leave here and go back to our families.

    Upon hearing Prof. Fang's last words, the staff members who had been calm and silent were all excitedly hugging each other in celebration, and some of them were already silently shedding tears.

    Seeing this, Prof. Fang purposely paused for a moment so that everyone could have some more time to accept this sudden good news.

    After a few moments, Professor Fang continued, This organization is known externally as the National Fifth Weapons Research Institute, and as of this point, it has fully accomplished its mission, as have you all. During this period of time, I have never exchanged things outside of work with you all like this.

    Today, as you are leaving this place, let me give you one last piece of advice ......

    The staff at the bottom all started to whisper at the words, after all, in these three years, Prof. Fang was like a scientific madman, never showing his feelings except for his work, and suddenly saying such words today made everyone feel incredibly surprised.

    With that, everyone quieted down, wanting to hear what Professor Fang's last advice to everyone was, or some high philosophy of life, or some academic advice.

    My advice is very simple, after everyone leaves this place, it's best to go home and stay with your loved ones and those you care about the most. Professor Fang said this after a few moments of contemplation.

    There was another small murmur below, most of the people, despite being in the clouds and not knowing why Prof. Fang would say such a piece of advice, many people still mentally and habitually thought that the god-like science professor in front of them was right, and some of them had even already silently scheduled their original itinerary in their mind after spending time with their families.

    Okay, I'm done, goodbye. Prof. Fang looked around at everyone once more and resolutely turned around and walked away.

    Behind him, Fang Rui stepped forward and then said: you all have one hour to pack up your things, and then there will be a special car to pick you all up and take you down the mountain, see you again. After saying that she also turned around and left.

    Once everyone was dismissed, they went to their rooms to pack their own bags.

    On the top of the mountain, Professor Fang and his daughter Fang Rui both stood on the highest rock, the night breeze blew by, and the two of them were silent as they watched all the staff members boarding the two deluxe Chinese buses in turn.

    The night breeze is slightly cool, as far as the eye can see, are all the reckless mountains, above the mountains is the vast starry sky, stars, and under the dome, the distant city is also brightly lit, stars like a reflection of the Milky Way.

    Prof. Fang opened his arms, took a deep breath of the cold night air, and said with emotion, Tonight, how fortunate we are to witness the greatest moment of historical transition on this planet. But how unfortunate that we have to face so many deaths of living beings!

    Fang Rui looked at the distant city, her heart surged with an unspeakable emotion, she turned back and asked, Dad, it's really hard for me to accept that after today, the billions of living beings on this planet will all be destroyed ...... Are they really hopeless?

    Destruction? Prof. Fang smiled and said, It's not destruction, just a reboot. This day is going to come sooner or later, we just pressed the reboot button in advance.

    But ...... why don't you give humans themselves the right to push the button? Fang Rui asked rhetorically.

    Because humans don't have the consciousness to self-destruct, even though they've been doing it all along. Professor Fang seemed a bit agitated as he raised his volume and said, "The reason why we have to press the reboot button early is because we want to preserve the resources and environment of this planet and wait for the next revival of civilization.

    If left to their own grasp, humans will eventually empty the entire planet like locusts and then die with the planetary unity."

    So, what if they come to their senses midway? Fang Rui's voice was small, appearing to be a little short of breath.

    The silver-haired Prof. Fang did not choose to continue the debate with his daughter, but cast his eyes to the deeper starry sky, saying, I have been on this planet for too long, I have accompanied mankind through the Qin's destruction of the six kingdoms, the Anshi Rebellion, the Renaissance, and the Industrial Revolution, and I have witnessed their barbaric and resilient growth. I used to think that, as an observer, I knew them best, until now, I realize that I know nothing about them, and even feel afraid.

    Fang Rui ruffled his long wind-blown hair in front of his forehead, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by his father, This place has been abandoned, so it's time for us to go back.

    No, I don't want to go! Fang Rui seemed to have summoned up all his courage before he spoke his heart out in a decisive manner.

    Professor Fang did not speak, just gazing at this special child in front of him. Suddenly, a huge change suddenly occurred in his silver-colored pupils, a touch of black as if dripping into a silver plate of ink beads, quickly spreading to wrap the entire eyeball, followed by the ink-colored pupils seemed to reflect the stars in the sky, like the deep universe, bright and vast, Fang Rui could not help but feel that he was deeply trapped in it, becoming a drop in the ocean.

    Before her consciousness gradually blurred, Fang Rui tightly behind her held a piece of cold and hard things in her hand, as if it was her last hope and trust.

chapter vi. the miraculous awakening

    Pain, great pain, when Mo Ming again conscious, the first thing he felt was from the whole body, organs and bowels over the bone pain, as if his body is being run over by a huge excavator. m.

    As his consciousness gradually awakened, the feeling of pain also became more intense. Only, his physical strength seemed to have dissipated into a pile of dry sand, no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to gather it together, and he couldn't even lift his eyelids for a single moment after using all his strength.

    After I don't know how long, he was finally able to get his eyes to just manage to open a slit when the intense light cut through his eyeballs like knives, and the pain immediately caused him to close them tightly again.

    After a long wait, he realized that he could move his fingers slightly as well, and the first thing he did was cover his eyes with his hands and slowly open them. It took him a long time to get his eyes to adjust to the darkness in his palms, despite the obstruction.

    He knew that he must have been unconscious for a long, long time. Mo Ming utilized his palms to slowly, slowly let in more light in so that his eyeballs could slowly adapt to the stronger light. Despite his incomparable anxiety, patiently adapting to the light from the outside world still took almost several hours.

    Finally, he removed the palm covering his eyes, and the first thing he saw was surprisingly a cave, with a large puddle of yellow slime beside himself, emitting a resin-like odor. His body was also covered in this slime, and there was yellow resin next to him that hadn't melted away.

    Mo Ming staggered to his feet, and now he looked like a wet and weak chicken that had just crawled out of its eggshell.

    The whole cave was like a house, not too big, it was fairly dry except around himself, and the opening was small, just the size of a buggy that could fit in.

    Mo Ming climbed up full of suspicion, the severe pain on his body had pretty much disappeared, and there were no injuries other than his body feeling very limp and weak. Of course, his mind and its confusion, despite trying desperately to recall something, the misplaced nerves in his head couldn't give him any useful information.

    He just instinctively, headed out of the cave.

    Outside the cave was an open mountainous area with high ground. One could see the vast mountain forest below. He walked slowly to the edge of the open field, below which was a steep cliff, which was crawling with vine plants.

    The sky was a vast expanse of green that grew wildly, by no means a place he was familiar with, and in his memory, he had hardly ever seen such unbridled growth of green plants, as if they hadn't been dabbled in by humans since the beginning of time. And the surrounding mountains were one in the same.

    Water ...... was the only word he could think of right now. The hot sensation in his mouth made him desperate for water.

    Mo Ming began to walk along the open area outside the cave to see if he could find a way to the mountain forest below. There must be water in such a lush mountain forest. His intuition told him this.

    After cruising around for a week, Mo Ming was a bit desperate, surrounded by steep cliffs, if he wanted to go down he would have to climb down the vines on the cliffs, he stretched his neck and looked down, the clouds below him didn't know exactly how deep it was.

    Looking up above, the same steep mountain, the difference was that there were much less vine plants above, revealing the jagged mountain, if one's physical strength was good, climbing up should not be a problem. The point is, climbing up doesn't necessarily mean you can find water.

    After dwelling on it for a while, Mo Ming folded back into the cave, where he remembered that there was a puddle of ** slime on the ground.

    He squatted down and dabbed some in his hand and brought it up to his nose and asked for it, there was no odor, but rather a fresh scent similar to plant sap.

    There was no way around it, so he had to bravely lick some of it with his tongue, the flavor wasn't too good, but it was still within the range of tolerance. Since his mouth and tongue didn't reject it too much, it proved that there shouldn't be too much danger.

    Not to mention that he was lying in this pile of rotten jelly that hadn't finished melting before he woke up, so if it was poisonous I'm afraid he wouldn't have to wake up.

    After drinking some of the slime on the ground. Mo Ming once again stepped out of the cave once more and sat on a stone block in the clearing, slowly organizing his thoughts as he attempted to put his fragmented pieces of memory together like a jigsaw puzzle to make it a complete memory.

    This process and its pain and complexity, the current Mo Ming was like experiencing a major illness, his body and its weakness, and the effort to recall the previous memories, which in itself was very exhausting, in a short while, he felt that he was about to be deflated, and there was a lot of false sweat on his brain, the breeze blew by, but it made him awake a lot.

    In this way, every hour or so, Mo Ming had to return to the cave to suck up the yellow mucus on the ground, and finally, he began to try to break off a small piece of the golden yellow transparent jelly-like thing that hadn't melted yet and eat it. It tasted like barbecue flavored jelly.

    In any case, it gave him some of his strength back. And the remaining large area of jelly was enough for him to consume for a while. So he wasn't too anxious.

    Bored, he began to study his clothes; despite waking up soaked in a pile of slime, his body stayed very dry, proving that his clothes were waterproof.

    And of course the clothes were unfamiliar, not drawing any memories from him at all, he didn't even think they were his own at all. From the style to the color it wasn't his favorite type.

    The clothes were rather like a rash vest worn by people who often went on safari. It has a lot of pockets and hidden pouches on it.

    He immediately turned over all his pockets and was surprised to find many useful things.

    On the leg of his pants was a sheathed dagger that appeared to be a military knife, perhaps 20-30 centimeters long. Also turned up were strips of flint, an army green aluminum water bottle.

    Other than that there was a section of thin wire, a roll of fishing line, and a spoon. A strange glass jar with some gray cement-like paste inside, Mo Ming tasted it and found that it was actually honey. Honey would not deteriorate, but the golden honey had actually turned gray, I wonder how many years this jar of honey had gone through.

    Fortunately, although Mo Ming had almost lost his memory, he still maintained his character of liking to think and reason, and he was trying his best to pull out the threads and work backwards to his original life based on some subtle points.

    As the sky gradually darkened, Mo Ming realized that this wilderness was not a good place to think about life. He slapped his thigh hard and cursed, Right, make a fire and ask for help!

    As soon as he opened his mouth, he was shocked to realize that his voice was hoarse and hard to hear and his pronunciation was not standardized.

    The language function has deteriorated? How many years have I been sleeping at least?

    A hint of fear slowly crept into Mo Ming's heart, he complained about his stupidity while searching for materials that could start a fire, being able to be saved by being found should provide an answer to his own life and whatnot.

    In any case, getting out of here alive is more important than staying here and playing with your brain.

    Luckily, since the platform was relatively dry, he crumpled up some dead plant leaves and stalks, and after several clumsy attempts, managed to build a campfire.

    The campfire was built at the mouth of the cave, and he created smoke by finding some green leaves around the edge of the cave to cover the top of the fire.

    Unfortunately, it didn't take long before he received raindrops on his face, followed by a dense shower that landed. Mo Ming had to hurriedly pull out some of the branches and leaves that were burning from the fire and transfer the fire to the cave.

    Using his hand to touch the rain water on his face, he found a black gray on his hand, this rain ...... has problems!

Chapter 7 - Struggling for Help

    Usually only when there is heavy dust or floating matter in the air, it makes the rainwater so dirty. Yaya eBooks extrapolated from this, could there be a volcano nearby?

    Oh my god, Mo Ming was going crazy. The situation was getting more and more complicated, and he painfully closed his eyes, so he had to not think about these messy things for the time being. Perhaps, one was just dreaming.

    Soon, it was dark outside the cave, but the rain did not stop, pattering all the time, Mo Ming drowsily accompanied by the sound of the rain and the warmth of the fire gradually fell asleep.

    Ah~ A mournful scream pierced through the tranquility of the mountain forest. Mo Ming grabbed his hair in pain and sat on his knees at the edge of the cave. Waking up with a start, the sky was light and he remembered everything.

    Mo Ming, 21 years old, was supposed to be a college student sitting in a university classroom majoring in Chinese language and literature, but because of a sudden change in his family, he dropped out of school to become a truck driver. He has no spouse, not even a girlfriend, and only a mother who is hospitalized with Alzheimer's disease.

    Naturally, he didn't have any criminal record, didn't smoke or drink. Just such a simple and plain man, now how come he is suddenly trapped in this son of a bitch cave.

    The noisy bar, the dim alleyway, the weird black cat, the unconscious woman, the black necklace, the flashing police lights ...... and, and the smoke that the middle-aged policeman sprayed over. What had happened after he passed out?

    Right! And my blind left eye! Mo Ming thought of this, hurriedly covered his right eye, he found that his left eye vision is normal, did not get better or worse, heart a happy, want to find a mirror to look at it, after looking around, found that in addition to taking a piss to look at themselves, there is no better way, can only give up for the time being.

    At this time, even if Mo Ming was calm and collected, he could not suppress the panic and doubts that were rising up in his heart. After hissing for a while, he collapsed helplessly on the ground.

    Reckless mountains and forests, and even an echo long and long, dull and suffocating.

    Mo Ming lay down in a big zigzag shape in the open space outside the cave, looking at the azure sky and feeling a terrible silence. There were no birds chirping, no insects chirping. This seemingly vibrant rainforest was like a prop backdrop made of plastic, dead silent.

    No way! There must be a way to go back! Mo Ming climbed up with a big gasp and returned to the cave to divide the golden-colored jelly-like object into small pieces and filled all the pockets on his body.

    Once everything was ready, he decided that he would first climb to the highest point to look around and maybe see the closest city.

    The rocky structure of the mountain, the uneven stones are just enough to allow him to climb upwards with his hands and feet, Mo Ming has not climbed mountains, but when he was a child, he often climbed trees, the good thing is that the mountain is not a straight 90 °, but tilted 75 ° or so, as long as you are careful to climb up, the risk factor is not too high, and he can even find the right position to rest a little while in the process of climbing up.

    Nonetheless, the great physical exertion during the long process was still the biggest obstacle to overcome. In less than an hour, Mo Ming's fingers were almost worn out, he usually seldom went out into the wild for this kind of exercise, although he liked to read all kinds of national geographic magazines, but after all, they were all theoretical knowledge on paper, coupled with the fact that it was again unarmed, soon his hands were already hurting so much that he couldn't feel a thing.

    Relying solely on the willpower to survive, after an estimated hour, Mo Ming finally climbed to the top of this mountain.

    He didn't have time to catch his breath, so he immediately raised his eyes and looked around, and after looking around, Mo Ming fell into deep despair.

    At this time, according to the brightness of the sky, it should be noon, and the strong mountain wind was blowing so much that even the ears were fluttering.

    The surroundings are easy to describe in one word: green.

    It was as if the whole world was ruled by plants, with all kinds of towering trees scurrying up to the clouds, and on the big, straight trees hung spiderweb-like vine-like plants, and the vast woods were like a bunch of big, dark green webs with no rules, covering everything within the field of vision.

    As far as the eye could see, there were all plants, covering the sky and the earth with a momentum that covered the sky. Only in the sky, the green plants and the sky had a touch of light blue where they met, I don't know if it was Mo Ming's illusion, if it was real, it was possible that there was seawater in the periphery of the vast and sprawling rainforest over here.

    It can't be? Mo Ming gasped in despair, thinking: I was actually abandoned in a no man's land? What the hell is going on here?

    Weekdays have always been very educated Mo Ming suddenly especially want to swear, think half a day did not come up with anything, had to viciously toward the sky bah spit a mouthful of water: let me go back to find out who's messing with the ghost, I'll give you no end of the fucking!

    After cursing, Mo Ming sat powerless and disheveled on top of the mountain peak, looking at the azure sky in a daze. He looked down at the whistle hanging around his neck, and at this moment that green whistle looked incredibly ridiculous in this situation. It looked like the plan to build a fire here to call for help was useless. Unless Google's satellites could capture it.

    While being frustrated, Mo Ming suddenly realized that there were two black dots in the sky that were slowly getting bigger and bigger, his spirit was shaken, he finally saw something alive, even though he didn't know what it was yet.

    The black dots grew bigger and bigger, flying towards this side at an extremely fast speed. Looking at the shape it resembled two airplanes.

    Mo Ming fixed his eyes and took a closer look, two flanking wings, no tail, and a very short body in a triangular streamlined shape. Could it be that it wasn't an airliner, but a fighter jet? Or one of those high-end stealthy supersonic ones?

    Before long, the black fighter jet looked to be as big as the hood of a car. The opponent's flew through the air in a very marvelous position, piercing through the air without any obstruction in a straight line forward.

    Just then, the black fighter's flanks since flapped up and down several times, rising an altitude before stretching out and gliding forward sharply.

    Holy shit. No way. Alive? This move stunned Mo Ming.

    Soon after, Mo Ming overrode the idea that the other party was a living thing, because of the reflection, the other party's black body was eerily glistening with a metallic luster, not like the color that a bird's feathers could emit.

    Moreover, there were also very few birds that could reach such a high flight altitude and speed. Mo Ming thought in his heart that maybe it was that bullish country's newly invented bionic-designed new fighter that had specifically chosen this uninhabited area to do a test flight experiment.

    Hmph, Mo Ming sneered, Do you think there is really no one in this uninhabited area? Old me is here as a big living person!

    Hopefully the pilot in the fighter isn't driving too high, and better yet, he'll notice himself and report the situation to other units. Yes, that's a hope. Must hurry and seize this opportunity.

    Mo Ming panicked and looked around for something that could attract the other party's attention, and had even panicked to the point where he had the whistle in his mouth. It was definitely too late to make a fire, so he quickly took off his jacket and waved it in the air, shouting: hey, help me! sos!!!!

    Let him feel doubly excited is that the other side is really straight towards his direction to fly over, if the route remains unchanged, will just pass from above himself, and then if their movements are big enough plus the other driver vision test is not cheating over the words, should be able to see themselves.

    By the time the other party was only a few hundred meters away from him, Mo Ming suddenly froze, the black warplane with a matte black carbon fiber luster actually stretched out two iron claws and swooped towards him.

    Mo Ming quickly put on his jacket, looked around without any shelter except for jumping off the cliff, subconsciously, he clenched his teeth, mischievously drew out the saber on his pants leg, and took a step back to set up a stance.

    If it really is