MTL - Superstars of Tomorrow-Chapter 1 New world after the end of the world

The meteorite rain has brought about a disaster of extinction. The strange elements make the animals have lesions, and the invisible microorganisms bring countless diseases.

In addition to its own disease, humans must fight more diseased animals. The ubiquitous threat and the innumerable variability of microbes, diseases and disasters have stopped the evolution of civilization and caused retreat.

The bustling city became a ruin, and the vast and fertile land became a hell.

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Fang Zhao did not remember how long he had survived in the near-end world and how long he fought.

Ninety years? Still a hundred years?

Can not remember.

Before the end of the world, he was originally a quite famous composer. His career was on the rise, and when he was ready to publish his most proud works, he ushered in the war of extinction. In order to survive, he escaped from all directions and fought with the team.

When the fallen piece of land was taken back, everyone felt that the war of extinction was coming to an end, and when the prosperous world would reappear, he fell in the darkness before dawn.

......

"If there is no determination to die, this war will be defeated."

"So, 8 billion people around the world have become the current 80 million."

"Old call, you said, will we win?"

"meeting."

"I am not afraid of death. I am afraid that so many people can't change their lives."

"I will win."

"That's good, wait for the victory, I will find a place, start grazing again, hey, the pasture when I was young, the blue sky and green grass... forget it, I can't remember it. Lao Zhao, what about you? Later, when you re-compose Home?"

"‘Re-?' I never put it down.”

......

Fang Zhao’s mind suddenly sounded a conversation he had with his comrade-in-arms Su Mu.

Before the death, the shouts of the subordinates and the roar of the mutant creatures seemed to start to move away. The pain caused by decades of injuries and deadly wounds disappeared, and the body gradually regained consciousness.

The kind of life that seems to be a dead wood, makes Fang Zhao very confused. After all, he is already over a hundred years old, an old man with injuries and broken fingers. Even if he was in the last days, his body had some partial changes due to his own defense, and his physical condition was enhanced. But after all, he was troubled by injuries and his age was too big. Every moment was like an overloaded machine. It is impossible to have such a relaxed status.

When Fang Zhao intended to take a closer look, the head was like a needle-like pain, and countless strange pictures hit the brain, crowded as if it would be blown up next time.

The body gradually became in control, and Fang Zhao suddenly opened his eyes, sat up and gasped with a big mouth, and used the excessive feeling of exhaustion of the brain to make the sights have a moment of darkness, but as the headache gradually eased, the line of sight recovered, Fang Zhao was keenly aware of the surrounding anomalies.

The intuition and perception that is exercised in the battlefield of life and death, so that the party can be determined without looking, he is in a strange place...

wrong!

Not a strange place!

There is a picture in the brain, a picture that seems familiar.

This is where he lives.

He is a party, but not a party.

He was already dead in the end of the battle, but now he is alive again, and he is alive in a person who is also called Fang Zhao.

Lived up! !

Fang Zhao raised his hands and looked at the good young ten fingers. He moved some legs that were weak but did not have any pain.

This is a young, healthy body!

In the brain, not only the memory of the call, but also the scene of the battlefield before dying is still very clear, nearly a hundred years of escape and combat experience are all in the mind, but at the same time, he also has the memory of the body itself.

This young man, also known as Fang Zhao, is only twenty-three years old and is about to end his higher education career.

This is a young composer.

unfortunately……

When I graduated, I was defamed. I was slaughtered when I was just working. I always thought that my friends who would fight side by side would betray him for the sake of benefiting and stealing all three months of his achievements. After repeated blows, this person chose a complete solution. The way of trouble - suicide.

Fang Zhao is very puzzled, the end of the world is over, living in such a good world, why give up life?

Isn't it being shackled?

Isn't that being stolen?

Isn't it being betrayed by a good partner?

so what? !

Is the sky falling? !

The people in the last days are trying to survive, and they commit suicide because of this. People who live in the last days must not understand.

However, today is a peaceful and prosperous life after the end of the world. People living in peacetime have different ideas. Fang Zhao himself has experienced the era of peace, but the time is too far apart, and the memory has been blurred by countless times.

What is the idea of ​​people in peacetime?

never mind. No matter what, things have happened.

Fang Zhao searched for another part of the brain that belongs to the memory of the body itself. Except for sighs, it is an indisputable anger. It is too cowardly to escape from such a choice. The original Lord himself died, and the person who stole his results still lived happily and turned into a successful person. He died, is it worth it?

Anyway, calling himself is quite worthless. The present world is now in the world, and the ghost knows that there will be an afterlife.

However, the original Lord did not dare to face the current situation, but the call was different.

People who have experienced the end of the world are not the same as those of the age of peace.

The more memories you find, the more amazing you are.

There really is a new world...

So many years of fighting, so many years of hellish life, it is worth it! When searching for the original memory of the body, Fang Zhao did not give up the exploration of the surroundings. Whenever the body itself is in a safe environment, Fang Zhao will not completely relax the vigilance. This is in the last days. The habit of growing up during the period is one of the reasons why he can live in the last days for so many years.

When there was a louder and louder voice coming from the side, Fang Zhao temporarily stopped searching for the memory of the body and looked at it.

He had just noticed that there was another living object in this small room, but there was no threat and no indication of the attack. In the last days, this kind of general is not a diseased beast, so there was no major focus on it. Now, when I hear more and more loud voices, Fang Zhao will face the past.

It was a small dog. The long hairs of the fingers were tied together, and there were stains everywhere. I didn't know what to stick. This dog is very thin. If you remove the dog hair, you may only have skinny bones.

The stray dog ​​that the original owner came back before committing suicide.

After the original owner picked it up last night, he gave it the last meal dinner. Half of the original owner ate it himself, and the other half gave the dog. Both foods were filled with drugs for suicide bought from pharmacies. .

There was an empty bowl on the table not far away, and the food added with the medicine had already been eaten by the original owner, and the dishes next to the dog were still those of yesterday, and they did not move as they were.

In memory, the dog’s physical condition was not very good yesterday. He could hardly stand up. After a night, he looked at the spirit a little better, but he still got up and got up, lying on his side, slightly rubbing his head and twisting his neck. Fang Zhao looked here, shaking the tip of the tail, black eyes beaked at the party.

The party called the moving leg, although there is still some weakness, but walking is still possible.

The feet are stepping on the ground, and the sense of solidity from the soles of the feet to the brain makes the heart beat faster.

As if to determine the authenticity of these in front of the eyes, the party is very careful and very serious.

One step, two steps...

From the beginning, it seems like a slow-motion temptation, and it is getting faster. Every cell in the body is excited by the emotions transmitted by the brain.

From death to life, how lucky!

Going to the place where the dog was lying, Fang Zhao put the plate on the ground that didn't know what the material was, and the medicated paste-like food contained in it, and threw it into the trash can.

Seeing the action of Fang Zhao, the dog seemed to be a little more spiritual, and there was more spectacle in his eyes.

There is no food to eat in the house, and the party calls out a bowl from the cupboard according to the memory of the body. Touching the bowl wall, make sure that this is not the material he is familiar with. It looks like ceramic, but it feels more like a plastic composite, very light.

There are some fuzzy memories of new materials in the brain. The call can only be known from those memories. It is a material that can degrade rapidly under certain conditions without releasing a lot of harmful substances.

Without further investigation, Fang Zhao went to the pool to pick up half a bowl of water and put it in front of the dog.

The dog that was originally lying there stood up and looked at it at any time, but it was still standing still. He looked down at the water in the bowl and the tail was still moving on both sides.

Even a stray dog ​​tries to live.

Fang Zhao looked at the dog and put his attention in this small room again.

A total of about 20 square meters of space, crowded, messy, the corner is a mess, but the memory left in the mind let Fang Zhao know that before yesterday, that corner is actually the most neat place in the entire room.

The narrow space of about four square meters in the corner is the original place of creation. The songs created in the past two months are completed in the corner of the corner.

Many tools and furnishings in the room are very strange, and the household appliances have never been seen before, but he can understand everything from the memory left by the brain, so as long as he fully integrates the memory, he has no problem in living here.

Fang Zhao came to a place and pressed it down on a small button on the wall. A waist-high cabinet protruded from the wall, and above the cabinet was a mirror.

I didn't study the materials of the mirror and the cabinet, and I looked carefully at the people in the mirror.

The original owner and the party call are somewhat similar in appearance. In fact, the party does not remember what it was like when he was young. However, when he saw this face in the mirror, Fang Zhao would still find a sense of familiarity, not based on this body. The memory of itself, but the memory that the party calls itself.

It’s really... there is a fate.

Although he did not know what caused him to obtain this healthy body, Fang Zhao did not agree with the original master's practice, but since he inherited this body and acquired the memory of the original master, Fang Zhao also took part of the responsibility.

Staring at the eyes in the mirror, Fang Zhao said seriously:

You don't want to die, I accept it.

Your hatred, I am coming to report!

Your debt, I will help you back!

Your dream is to become a global composer? Just right, me too.

In fact, Fang Zhao’s ambition is great. However, after all, it is a strange new world that he is not familiar with. More ambitions must be based on reality and self-abilities. The wish that could not be completed before the end of the world may be realized here.

Anyone who speaks big will say, but before they get used to the environment and understand their abilities, they say that they are just empty.

Push the cabinet back into the wall and call it to the window to open the window.

This time is almost approaching noon, and the weather is fine outside. The curtains have already been opened, but the interior is still dark because it is a black street. A place similar to a slum.