MTL - One New Rule Per Month Globally-Chapter 99 "This presumptuous world is a bit unpopular."

  Chapter 99 "This presumptuous world is a bit unpopular."

   Dissipated along with the line of red letters on the wall.

   A picture gradually emerged on the wall.

  The angle of view seems to be in the sky, as if the camera is set high above the sky.

  Through the white clouds, the buildings on the ground began to be gradually visible, standing on the ground like a small city.

  As the viewing angle continues to advance rapidly, a man standing on the ground is gradually visible.

   "Come on for me!!"

  A piercing howl suddenly sounded loudly in the picture, and a blood-stained man with his upper body naked was standing among the corpses on the ground holding a big knife, launching a final attack on the surrounding enemies!

  There are countless human corpses under your feet.

   Surrounded by countless monsters, the mantis-like monsters are more than two meters high, and the piercing sound can be heard when the sharp arm blade is swung in the air.

   Hundreds of monsters surrounded the man, and the corpse under the man's feet proved that there were many people here, but he was the last one standing here!

  Accompanied by the roar full of despair and unwillingness, the man launched a final attack on the nearest monster in front of him!

   "Stab!"

   Almost as soon as the man raised his front foot, his body was instantly pierced by countless arm blades, blood kept gushing from his mouth, the look in his eyes gradually faded, and the arm holding the big knife slowly fell down.

died.

   died simply.

   "My future is dead?"

  A man in the room looked at the picture, with a trace of bewilderment in his eyes, he was stunned for a while and murmured: "Although in this **** world, it's not surprising to die."

   "It's still a bit strange to just see myself die with my own eyes."

   "I have never seen this kind of monster, is it a monster that will appear in the future?"

  The other players in the room heard the man's voice and looked at the man with complicated expressions. It seems that the man in the picture is this man.

   This feeling of seeing my future picture in the theater is really strange.

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  The screen turns again.

   "Hide women and children, others follow me!"

  A group of uniformed soldiers crowded in a supermarket with guns in their hands, and a middle-aged man commanded loudly. There seemed to be many monsters outside, and gunfire and gunshots kept ringing.

  There are roars and horrible roars of monsters all around.

  The people in the picture anxiously hid the women and children in the fruit refrigerator of the supermarket, turned off the air conditioner, and locked the anti-theft steel door.

   Hastily counted the remaining people, looked at each other, and rushed towards the outside of the supermarket with a roar!

  These people were obviously blocked by monsters in this supermarket. Perhaps they were thinking of hiding the women and children here temporarily, and then came back to rescue these women and children after rushing out to find rescuers.

  Or thinking of rushing out to attract the monster's attention so that the women and children can live.

  From a few short sentences, no specific information can be judged at all.

   All I know is that not long after those people rushed out, there was no sound, and then countless monsters like praying mantises broke through the doors and windows of the supermarket and rushed in.

  Finally, they surrounded the refrigerator where the fruit was stored.

  Supermarkets basically have refrigerators, made of pure steel, which can be regarded as a relatively hard place of refuge in the supermarket.

However.

  Under the sharp arms of those monsters, they were easily broken apart, followed by the desperate cry of the woman and the sound of the monster chewing.

   "The man in the front is me."

  The person sitting on the far left said in a deep voice: "When will this future happen? I should at least know the time of my death, right?"

   Nobody answered.

  There was no blood-red text floating on the wall.

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  The screen turns again.

"Let me do it."

  On the edge of a city wall full of monster corpses in a corner, a blood-stained young man in a floral shirt and beach pants fumbled in his pockets for a while, then looked at the middle-aged man beside him with a grin.

   "What do you think you are doing with this expression?"

   "It's okay, it's meaningless for me to live after Brother Yi dies."

   "I wanted to die a long time ago. If it wasn't for worrying that everyone would lose combat power after I died, which would make everyone's situation more critical, I would have gone down to accompany Brother Yi a long time ago."

   "You don't understand, Brother Yi will be very lonely without me."

"I'm out of cigarettes, so I'll smoke a cigarette first. The biggest obsession in my life is to light a cigarette before I die. For this reason, I have deliberately practiced hard for a long time, letting my cigarettes pass through my lungs and other speeds. It takes 0.7 seconds."

"Thanks."

  Then the young man in the picture took a cigarette from the middle-aged man, threw it in his mouth and lit it. After taking a long breath, he looked at the sky in a trance, covered in blood in the light blue smoke.

   After pausing for a while, he shook his head and laughed.

   "This presumptuous world is a bit unpopular."

  Next second—

  The young man in the picture suddenly burst into a strong light. Without the slightest hesitation, he jumped off the fence and pointed at the group of monsters surrounding the corner below!

   "The sky is falling!"

   Immediately afterwards, the screen changed again, and a new screen was replaced.

   Sitting on the chair, Chen Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, his back was straight, and the cold light in his eyes kept flashing, and he suppressed the shock in his heart.

  The young man in the screen who called Brother Yi is none other than Tutu!

  He still remembers the flowered shirt and beach pants. It was a beach holiday suit that Tutu bought some time ago. Tutu is still wearing this outfit now!

   It's just that the consumptive rabbit in the picture looks much older, covered in blood and scars, and his back is a bit more vicissitudes and exhaustion.

   Will the consumptive rabbit die in the future?

   In the screen, the tuberculosis rabbit said something, after Brother Yi died?

What does it mean? Will he die in battle in the future, and before the consumptive rabbit?

  Chen Yi sat on the chair with an ugly face and didn't speak.

  There is no title on the top of the Tutu’s head in the picture. It seems that the title on the top of the character’s head in the picture should be hidden, but the claw knife in his hand before jumping down is very familiar!

at this time-

  A familiar voice in the picture drew Chen Yi Piaoyuan's thoughts back, and he looked up again at the picture on the wall in front of him.

   "The sky was not born, my sword has no boundaries, and the way of the sword is like a long night."

   "This sentence is really handsome."

In the picture, there is a middle-aged man in green clothes standing somewhere in the wilderness, stroking the three-foot green front in his hand with his head down in a trance, his movements are extremely gentle, just like a bridal chamber stroking Just like the girl you love.

  The wilderness underfoot is scarlet and dazzling.

  The messy corpses around were placed randomly as if no one cared about them.

  Behind him were a large number of human beings running backwards, crying and screaming in fear. In front of them were Zerg monsters more than two meters tall, carrying a pungent smell all over the sky, covering the sky and covering the sky, like praying mantises.

   At a glance.

  It is as dense as sea water, and the sky and water are as long as the sky.

  These pitch-black monsters seemed to be one with the night, rushing forward with a suffocating sense of fear.

"Yep."

   "This taste, yes."

  As if awakened with a start, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with clarity, he looked away from the three-foot green blade in his hand, looked up at the tide-like monster rushing straight towards him, and said with a light smile.

   "This sword should be remembered by the world."

  Next second—

  I saw a large black cloud suddenly gathered above the man's head, making the whole picture even more gloomy. With the middle-aged man's hand pointing at the sky, countless thunder dragons surged crazily in the black cloud.

   "The sword is coming!"

  The voice fell.

  Thunder dragons in the black clouds poured into the Qingfeng in the man's hand one after another, and the thunder and lightning in the sky continued to strike at the Qingfeng in the man's hand like a torrential rain!

   Immediately after.

  A sword energy that spread for tens of thousands of miles, filled with lightning, quickly shot towards the group of monsters in front of him!

  The monsters that were rushing in like a tide just now turned into pieces of corpses and fell to the ground, all cut off at the waist, and the countless blood dyed the wasteland under the feet even more scarlet.

  One hit, clear the field!

  But only a few tens of seconds later, monsters flooded out again from the end of sight, stomping on the corpses of the same kind and charging towards the middle-aged man at an even crazier speed!

   "Well, not bad."

  The man looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and staggered a little weakly, ignoring the monster rushing towards him not far away, but turned to look at the crowd who had gradually run away behind him.

   With one hand leaning on the hilt of Qingfeng's sword inserted into the ground, he tried not to let himself fall down.

  And took out a cigarette from his arms, lit it, and brought it to his mouth. After taking a deep breath, he exhaled a puff of smoke, and suddenly laughed out of nowhere.

   "It sounds like a kid said in my ear that you must smoke a cigarette before you die."

   "This way life is perfect, like a complete ending."

   "It makes sense when you think about it."

   "It's so handsome, it's a pity that the kid didn't see this scene, he was a little blind for nothing."

  The man flicked the cigarette **** away.

   Before the cigarette **** gleaming with scarlet light fell to the ground, the overwhelming monsters enveloped the cigarette **** like a tide.

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  “.”

  Chen Yi stared blankly at the picture on the wall without speaking, he knew the person in the picture, it was Jian Wuya!

  The boy Jian Wuya mentioned should be Tutu. Tutu has an obsession that he must light a cigarette before he dies.

   Although Tuberculosis is talkative, he is not the type who can’t keep his mouth shut and tells others everything. At least few people know about this matter, and no one seems to know except him.

  Jian Wuya actually knew this.

   In other words, they will have more contact with Jian Wuya in the future, and they seem to have a good relationship?

  After all, if he hadn't been so close, Jian Wuya probably wouldn't have known about the little obsession with Tutu.

   But will this person die in the future?

  So far, the pictures on the wall seem to end with death.

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  (end of this chapter)