The raindrops were cold and it brought a slight tingling sensation on the face.

Ji Yushi spewed blood from his mouth, and bright red blood flowed down his lips and neck. He knew that this must be the result of the quilt - the ejection into the lungs. Every breath would bring out a new wave of blood and gush out.

He wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak.

Someone was pressing his chest, as if it was too late, and the hand trembled violently to his cheek, trying to wipe the blood from his lips.

Little by little, he heard the man's crying.

He wanted to say, Song Qinglan, I got it.

The three little black cats that I have been with me for eight years were sent to the seventeen-year-old who had just started living alone.

——After I leave this world.

But every time he tried to open his mouth, more blood gushed out of his mouth. He could hardly feel the pain, but he could not control it.

This is his destined ending.

It is the end of his life that he wrote in 1439.

——Go back to the past and become a part of history and cannot be changed.

He breathed sharply, trying to look at that face again, he wanted to tell Song Qinglan, and he wanted to tell him that in this short, lonely, and painful life, he was very happy that he appeared.

Before falling into eternal darkness, he had strong thoughts.

He doesn't want to die.

...

...

[Warning! Warning! You have deviated from the target coordinates! You have deviated from the target coordinates!]

Ji Yushi suddenly opened his eyes.

A red light flashed in front of his eyes, and countless bizarre images swept through his eyes quickly. In the violent shaking, there was a familiar warning sound shouting, "Illegal jump was detected! Illegal jump was detected!" He barely knew that this was a confined space - his capsule cabin!!

What's going on?

The cabin was shocked too much, and Ji Yushi had to hold the handle of the safety chair. His brain couldn't think about it in this situation, and he felt that it was slowly blowing up by various memories.

After everything calmed down, the robotic arm handed over the nutrient solution and he took a few sips, not knowing where he was.

The gun hole in his chest disappeared, his pulse and heart rate were beating very fast, and the side effects after the jump were so obvious that he was still alive.

After taking a breath, he looked up and saw the display on the transparent panel, and instantly sweated heavily.

[??p0754%$#37]

[:"lrr"/'l'89'']

This set of garbled codes was something they had seen in the Ourobosnake mission.

Maybe it’s not possible for ordinary people to determine whether this set of garbled codes is the same as what you have seen before, but with Ji Yushi’s memory that he never forgets, even if he writes it backwards, he can write them out!

He opened the hatch door and walked out of the capsule compartment.

The sky was dark gray in the early morning, and the woods were filled with shadows, and the light came from several other fluorescent silver-white capsules nearby.

Someone took a photo of him: "Consultant Ji, what do you think? Is it okay?"

He looked back and saw Duan Wen talking. The other party, like himself, had just walked out of the capsule compartment, but it looked very normal and did not react differently to the current situation, as if they should have been in this task that had already been completed.

Ji Yushi's fair face had an ice sculpture-like texture in the dim light: "..."

For the first time, he was unable to make the right sound.

There are more people around you.

Tang Qi and Tang Le, who whispered to discuss the situation and Li Chun, who also had no memory of every cycle, remembered Zhou Mingxuan, who was like Duan Wen, and the tall figure who stood beside Zhou Mingxuan and opened the mechanical library with him.

Song Qinglan was wearing a black combat uniform, outlining a pair of arrogant long legs, with a domineering aura.

He selected weapons and equipment, checked Shenmian neatly, then looked at the communicator on his wrist and said to everyone: "It's 4:43 am now. We should hurry up and leave directly. After we arrive at the bookstore, we will set off separately for Jinwu No. 1 and Jinwu No. 2."

Zhou Mingxuan asked: "Captain Song, we have all figured out the current situation. What are we doing in the bookstore?"

Song Qinglan bent down and picked something from the mechanical library and threw it at Ji Yushi.

Ji Yushi subconsciously caught the heavy object and started to cool down. When he saw that it was a silver-white pistol, his diamond bird.

It seems that he didn't notice that Ji Yushi was wandering outside the sky. Song Qinglan raised his chin and answered Zhou Mingxuan's question: "The last time was interrupted by the survivor, there was not enough time. Consultant Ji had not finished reading the book yet. He had to check if there were any other clues in the book and see what to do when he arrived at the base. Otherwise, no matter how many times we came, no matter how many A and B teams would die."

Team a,b?

Ji Yushi suddenly became even more dazed. Which team are they?

Why is this scene not found in his memory? Is this his imagination or reality?

Everyone sorted the equipment one after another.

After they finished, they walked towards the park management office. Duan Wen held his throat and told several teammates who had no cyclic memory about the current situation.

Ji Yushi followed everyone.

A knife suddenly flew across his ear and the sound of a finger breaking through the wind. With a "bang", a black shadow fell heavily outside the woods, just a few feet away from Ji Yushi.

It's that homeless man!

Song Qinglan strode over, pulled out her saber from the homeless man's forehead, wiped the corpse's clothes casually, and then inserted it back into the belt of the calf and walked back: "Guester Ji, you're a little out of shape."

Ji Yushi paused slightly, not knowing how to start.

Because Song Qinglan's expression was so strange, it was the kind he hadn't seen for a long time. Although he had no alienation that he had just met, it was limited to the friendship of his teammates, and the look that made him feel hot was gone.

He looked at Song Qinglan, and his eyebrows, eyes and lips were all familiar to him. He remembered the enthusiasm and tenderness of the other person when he kissed him, the embrace that surrounded him tightly from behind when he was parachuting high, the sad moo of the other person before his death, and the back who stood alone in the garden downstairs of his house eight years ago.

I remember that the other party once knew him so well that he solemnly and cherishedly called out his real name on his private channel.

"Sheng Han."

That was the first time he felt trembling at the name he was re-mentioned.

“Consultant Ji?”

It seems like I’m just awakening in the rain.

In front of him, Song Qinglan raised her eyebrows slightly and asked in a polite tone: "Is the last death too bad and there is some psychological barrier?"

Which time?

Ji Yushi couldn't answer this question, so he had to say, "I'm fine."

"That's good. If you have any questions, you can call me at any time." Song Qinglan nodded, "The captain's obligation includes but is not limited to the psychological counseling of the team members."

Seeing that he was about to move forward after he finished speaking, Ji Yushi called him: "Wait a minute."

Song Qinglan turned around and joked: "Do you really need psychological counseling?"

Ji Yushi opened his mouth: "Do you... do you think something is wrong?"

Song Qinglan: "Which aspect are you referring to?"

There was nothing in those deep black eyes, only the desire to win and break the deadlock was exactly the same as the Song Qinglan who led everyone to ignite their fighting spirit in the Utrovada mission in my memory.

Scenes flashed back in Ji Yushi's mind. In just one second, the pain of the high-speed crisscrossing of the pictures swept across Ji Yushi's mind.

The dark gray sky gradually became brighter, and the fishy smell came from the air was so familiar with Li Chun's complaints.

It's like those cycles they've gone through.

The of memory made Ji Yushi's headache break, and the cold sweat almost wet the vest. He shook his head as if nothing had happened: "It's okay."

Can't tell the difference between memory and reality.

It is hard to tell which happened and which have not happened.

Ji Yushi hasn't had such pain for a long time.

He followed his teammates to get the space car keys like a walking corpse, and calmly shot several zombies. From the perspective of his teammates, he might not be different from before.

Space cars travel through the devastated city of PU-31.

Groups of zombies opened their white eyes and waved their hands to rush towards them, and were mercilessly crushed into meat paste by the space car.

They came to the bookstore at the fastest speed in history. After dealing with the elderly zombies in the bookstore, the book "Jinwu No. 1: Reproduction" was stuffed into Ji Yushi's hands by his teammates. The last half of the content was interrupted by the black-faced man's intrusion. He had not had time to finish reading it. That part happened to be a brief introduction to the operation of the Jinwu base - even though Ji Yushi had already had the answer in his memory at this time, he still read it very quickly.

He couldn't determine whether the answer in his mind was accurate.

It is also impossible to determine what the situation is now. If Song Qinglan saw it, he would be really out of shape.

"Squad No. 3 is coming soon." Song Qinglan urged, "We can't meet them now. We have to find a way to leave them more clues. Consultant Ji, have you found it?"

Team No. 3 drove here in the space car after leaving the park management office. On the way, Team No. 1, who had just appeared in the loop, was killed.

In terms of time, it is very close to now.

Ji Yushi: "Is there water?"

Zhou Mingxuan, who was standing beside him, unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it over and said, "Give it."

When Ji Yushi looked up, he found that his teammates were watching the zombies while nervously surrounding him. In front of everyone, he took out the medicine box in his pocket, swallowed two of them in water, and placed the medicine box on the bookshelf.
To be continued...