When consciousness gradually recovered in a daze, it felt like someone was calling on himself, but the consciousness that was indulged in the memories before death was unwilling to wake up, and the thoughts had returned to a long time ago.

Before the end of the world, he was a well-known writer. He was not too famous, and had no worries about food and clothing, but he did not do much. Just when he thought that he would spend his life in this simple life, the end of the world came.

Viral crisis.

It is hard to imagine that a writer who is not diligent in four bodies, is with computers all day long, and is always in a sub-healthy state, has survived for a full ten years in a doomsday environment where zombies and alien species are everywhere, and has become the overlord of a base city, controlling the life and death of more than 70,000 people.

If more than 70,000 people were not considered anything before the end of the world, there might not be only such people in a prosperous town, but ten years after the end of the world, the surviving humans in a province would probably be this little.

Unfortunately, his glory ended here. He was betrayed and deliberately brought in zombies outside the base city, causing great chaos. He was sniped and killed in the chaos.

It doesn't matter who it is, because being able to quietly bring in zombies under numerous obstacles must be the confidant around you.

After living in the last ten years, he was used to betrayal and the ugliness of human nature. In the era of the collapse of the law and the decline of morality, betrayal is not a strange thing. The success and the defeat of the enemy have already thought of this day since the day he ascended to the throne. It was only when this day really came that he realized that he was not as calm and strong as he imagined, and still had countless attachments to the sinful world.

As for what he is attached to, he cannot even explain clearly.

...

"Young Master, wake up soon~" Beside the bed, the girl with tears in her eyes was shaking her body wildly. It was not beautiful, but it was very beautiful. Her sad look at this moment was adorable.

In some places further away, a middle-aged man in a green robe held a dagger in his hand tightly with his hands, facing the strong man blocking the door, with a desperate gaze flashing in his eyes.

This is the picture that appeared in his mind after his consciousness recovered. Although he had not opened his eyes, he had opened the treasure house of the human body in the struggle of the last ten years and awakened a little. Even if he closed his eyes, within a radius of ten meters, every grass and tree could be clearly presented in his mind. This is the ability to be discovered during the repeated passing by death.

It was just that everything in front of him surprised him. The ancient houses and furniture with old styles but good carvings were not supposed to appear in the end of the world. The entire base city was built with steel as the main body. Even the rooms that took refugees were kept, in order to deal with the possible alien species at any time, they were also made of solid reinforced concrete. However, the house he currently lives in seemed to be mainly made of wood.

There are also the costumes of these people... I often see them in costume dramas before the end of the world.

He felt a little confused about his current situation. Some unfamiliar memories kept coming out of his mind. If his spirit had not had broken through several times and reached an incredible level, I am afraid that these memories that suddenly poured into his mind would have to be schizophrenia?

"What if this idiot wakes up?" At the door, a burly and strong man with big and thick exposes his muscles on his chest, pushed away several idle men blocking the door and blocking them in front of the door. His body was extremely tall, and his eyes showed a fierce hostility. He glanced coldly at the man on the bed and sneered: "Old thing, he is looking for death by himself. Now that he has returned to the west, the village has those land deeds, and according to the rules, he should hand over. Third master, I have a bad temper. If you really have a habit, you can poke the ridiculous thing in your hand, come and stab it here!"

As he said that, he patted his chest and reached out to grab the dagger in the old man's hand.

"Bastard!" The old man waved his daggers in anger a few times, pointed his halberd at the strong man, and shouted loudly: "Hu Laosan, what are you? My three generations of loyal and kind-hearted family guard the border for the court. This house and the fields are all things given to me by the late emperor. Not to mention you, even if the prefect comes, you will not be able to move!"

"Hey~ You're so confused!" Hu Laosan sneered, looked at him, and whispered: "The Ye family is a famous family. If we don't have the intention of being a prefect, we may not even be able to enter the Ye family's gate."

"What!?" The old man was slightly stunned, looking at Hu Laosan with an incredible look on his face, and murmured: "My young master is filial and honest... it is impossible!"

"If you want to blame, you blame him for not knowing how to live or die. He killed himself. Now the Ye family is already dead. Even if it is something given by the late emperor, since the Ye family is no longer alone, these things will naturally be returned to the court." Hu Laosan glanced at the girl with tears in his eyes next to the bed and laughed.

"The court... shouldn't be so harsh on the loyal and kind-hearted people! How can it be like this??" The old man couldn't believe all this, stood there in a daze, muttering in his mouth.

Seeing the old man's mind lost, a vicious smile flashed across the corner of his eyes and reached out to grab the dagger. He said these words before were to distract the old man. After all, although he was strong, he was not good at martial arts after all, and the old man waved his randomly, which made him dare not step forward.

"Ba~"

A pale palm rushed out from behind the old man and grabbed Hu Laosan's rough arm. Hu Laosan felt his arm numb, and half of his arm could not use any strength.

"Young Master!" The old man looked at the boy who appeared beside him in surprise, with an incredible look in his eyes.

"Uncle Liang, you have never touched this thing in your life. Be careful to hurt yourself." The young man took the dagger from the old man's hand easily, turned his head and looked at Hu Lao San with a smile.

"Your name is Lao San?"

"Yes, I can't tell. Mr. Ye has some tricks. Today's affairs...uh..." Hu Laosan said halfway, his eyes suddenly widened, he lowered his head, and looked incredibly at the dagger that had pierced into his stomach and was not at the handle. The blood kept oozing out, and his whole body of strength continued to disappear with the loss of blood.

"you……"

"I don't like this name!" What fell into Hu Laosan's eyes was still that gentle face, but at this moment, the sick-like young man in the past had a heart-wrenching cold on his face.

"Puff~" As the boy said, the dagger was pulled out, and then he stabbed it hard into his chest again, and then stirred it hard.

“Wow~”

Hu Laosan opened his mouth with a wow, and blood mixed with some minced meat sprayed the boy all over. The boy didn't feel anything. Then another dagger stabbed into his chest again. Three daggers were not the key each time, but they were definitely the most painful place. In the ten years of survival in the end of the world, he faced not only zombies and alien species, but more often, he also had to face similar open and hidden arrows. He was already familiar with the structure of the human body. How can people stay immortal under the most painful situation? He knew better than anyone else.

"Kill people~ Kill people~ Ye Zhao is killing people!" Hu Laosan had not fallen completely, but the group of rascals following Hu Laosan were already scared. They were okay to bully the honest people on weekdays. They had encountered such a situation. Seeing that the blood under Hu Laosan's feet had flowed all over the floor, screaming and rushing out one after another, there was no momentum that had blocked the door before.

"Crazy~"

Almost at the same time, amid the sound of neat footsteps, a large group of officers and soldiers in armor flocked in and surrounded the house where the boy was.

"What a high efficiency!" He pushed Hu Laosan away, who had lost his vitality. Ye Zhao strode out despite the old man's obstruction, looked at the spear with a pole facing him, but there was no fear at all, and sneered: "Why didn't you come to uphold justice when these rascals bullyed my old and weak Ye family just now?"

"Young Master Ye, you have killed someone!" The general in charge looked at Hu Laosan's body on the ground and said with a bad expression.

"So what?" the young man sneered without fear.

"According to my Han laws, killing people and killing people!" the general said in a deep voice.

"Person Fang, this person trespassed..." The old man hurried out and wanted to defend the young man, but was stopped by the young man waved his hand.

"This person trespassed into my Ye family's house without permission, intending to commit crimes. I defended myself. The captain Fang, in accordance with the laws of the Han Dynasty, trespassed into my house with intentions, and what crime should he be punished?" the young man asked coldly.

"This..." Captain Fang frowned: "Death crime!"

"Then I was forced to kill someone who should have died. How could I ask what the crime was?"

"This..." Captain Fang didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.

"If I remember correctly, your name is Fang Yue, the Hanoi garrison captain, can you be right?" the young man asked again.

“That’s right.”

"That is, the garrison is prohibited from entering the city without permission from the court. I dare to ask if you have ever obtained the imperial order to transfer the court, and if you can show the tiger talisman?" The young man pressed step by step.

"There is no tiger talisman before the imperial court transfer is received." Fang Yue sighed.

"There is no order or tiger talisman, Fang Yue, if you lead troops into the city without authorization, is it because you want to rebel?" The young man's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Young Master Ye is careful!" Fang Yue looked shocked when he heard this. This is not a trivial matter. Once this crime is fulfilled, he will not only be unable to guarantee his position, but will even affect his family.
Chapter completed!