After being wanted globally, I will be the city lord in the last days

Chapter 9 Memory
After returning to the residence, He Wandeng lay on the bed, closed his eyes for a while and let himself go.

She suddenly felt tired and confused.

He Wandeng didn't understand why she was reborn, nor did she understand the meaning of her rebirth.

She is not a holy mother who can save people anytime and anywhere, and her force value is also average. If she is reborn with a space ability user with attack skills, it should have a greater effect than her.

Maybe, she lived long enough?
He Wandeng was once again depressed about his missing memory.

I'm in a bad mood and don't want to work.

He Wandeng turned on her mobile phone, wanting to click on Yuetianxia to check the news, but as soon as she turned on Yuetianxia, ​​her phone got stuck.

He Wandeng stared blankly at the mobile phone that did not respond to her operations, doubting that this old mobile phone would be scrapped tonight.

With such worries, He Wandeng hastily turned off his phone, then turned on the new computer that came with him in the bedroom, and logged in to View World on the computer.

Then she discovered that the account "Prophet 20350625" had completely exploded!
He Wandeng looked at the private messages of 9999+, and then looked at the predicted 20 billion+ likes, 2 million+ retweets, and 10 billion+ comments. She shook her hand and clicked on the automatic reading function of comments:

"I'm so stupid. Everyone else believes in prophets, but I take them as a joke. When the thunderstorm penetrated the two highest floors, I was working overtime alone on the fifth-to-last floor, as if I was struck by lightning!"

"The real estate of that building is the real iron. The prophets have said it, and they haven't made any preparations yet."

"I was in Bei'ezhou and saw the Buddha appearing with my own eyes. From now on, I believe in prophets!"

"The prophet is a living god! Friends, everyone, give a like, and help the prophet to practice as soon as possible!"

"Damn! Feudal superstition is still cheating praise! Reported upstairs."

"Report once a day, change new people every day, don't waste your efforts upstairs."

"Tiezi, I have a bold idea. Everyone has seen the strength of the prophet. Compared to him being a god, I doubt he is a supernatural being."

"Emm... Is the end of the world coming again?"

"It's very likely to be true this time. I went to the supermarket to buy things yesterday. Food, sugar, and salt are all limited."

Hearing this comment, He Wan turned off the lights and read it aloud automatically. She leaned closer to look at the screen, and saw that many people had encountered the same situation as the comment.

As more and more people mentioned that the supermarkets near their homes were limited, many people discovered that the IP addresses of these people were all over the world.

Now, the panic spread further.

He Wandeng looked back, and there were basically comments calling her a prophet, predicting whether the end of the world would really come.

He Wandeng thought about it carefully, and felt that it was best to keep silent now, so as not to cause confusion to the official action.

After quitting Yuetianxia, ​​He Wandeng opened a blank document, and started with the title: Notes of the End Times.

He Wandeng convinced himself while typing, that he is not sleepy now anyway, and he will not be able to plant a lot of fields if his powers are not restored, so it is better to do the task that Mr. He gave first.

It's not that she can't bear to see those who leave her comments die in the early days of the end of the world.

After a busy night, He Wandeng typed the last word of the end-time diary at around five o'clock in the morning on the 22nd.

She glanced at the time, touched her hungry stomach, and chose the latter between snacks and hot meals.

A few minutes later, He Wandeng cleaned up her personal hygiene, opened the door to look for food, only to find that the person guarding outside her room had changed today.

"Where's Uncle Li?" He Wandeng asked, looking at the short-haired cool sister who was a head taller than him.

Sister Ku first reached out and handed a strand of He Wandeng's untied hair to her ears, then straightened her slightly crooked neckline before answering her: "The captain has other tasks, and I will be responsible for your safety next."

Saying that, Sister Ku stretched out her right hand and said, "My name is Xie Yao, I am a few years older than you, you can call me Brother Yao."

Sister Ku's voice is indistinguishable from male and female, her face is handsome regardless of gender, and her dressing style is also very neutral.

He Wandeng couldn't help but take a sneak peek at Sister Ku's Adam's apple and chest, and then he was sure that he hadn't misidentified her gender.

But if the gender is not wrong, it will appear that the cool sister is even cooler.

He Wandeng stretched out his hand and shook Xie Yao's, showing a smile, and said, "Hi, my name is He Wandeng, you can call me by my full name like Uncle Li."

After saying hello, He Wandeng asked: "Is Uncle Li really just going to do other tasks? Is it because of what happened yesterday that Uncle Li was implicated by me?"

Xie Yao looked at her in surprise, and said: "Don't think too much, in fact, the captain wanted to send me here at first, but our immediate superior didn't know what to think, so the captain must come in person.

"It was Mr. He's order to change me this time. Mr. He's original words were: 'Student He is still a little girl, it is best to change the people around her to those of the same gender, so that Student He can feel more at ease. .'"

He Wandeng didn't expect that there was Mr. He's shadow in it, she didn't expect that Mr. He would pay attention to this detail. Although she didn't care much about whether the people following behind were men or women, she really accepted Mr. He's kindness.

He Wandeng said seriously: "Uncle Li is very good. Brother Yao, please give me more advice in the future."

Xie Yao nodded, turned around and walked into the kitchen, asking, "Do you like porridge or noodles for breakfast?"

He Wandeng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly chased after him, saying: "No need to do that..."

He Wandeng looked at the fresh steamed buns and the fish porridge in the pot next to him, silently swallowed the word "trouble", and said obediently, "Anything is fine, I'm not picky."

Xie Yao chuckled, He Wandeng could only see her back and thought he had heard wrong.

Xie Yao quickly turned off the fire of the fish porridge and served it with the pot.

He Wandeng quickly took the bowls, chopsticks and spoons and followed behind, but in the time she put a bowl, Xie Yao even brought the steamed buns.

Seeing this, He Wandeng could only quickly fill up two bowls of porridge and handed one of them to Xie Yao.

The two of them didn't say anything superfluous. After they sat down, they picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

He Wandeng took a small steamed bun first, and He Wandeng didn't dare to be careless about the steaming hot steamed bun. She blew on it before carefully taking a bite.

The soup is fresh, delicious, and the skin is soft.

He Wandeng couldn't control the secretion of saliva, and ate the remaining half of the bun in a little embarrassment, even if it was burned, he didn't want to spit it out.

Xie Yao persuaded helplessly, "Eat slowly."

He Wandeng shook his head, and after eating four steamed buns in succession, he temporarily turned his attention to the fish porridge.

She scraped a spoonful of porridge with fish slices along the surface of the bowl with a spoon, and when the temperature was just enough for her mouth, she drank it directly into her mouth.

Smooth, fragrant, fresh and sweet.

He Wandeng's eyes lit up, and he drank fish porridge spoonful after spoonful. After drinking half a bowl, he even ate a spoonful of porridge and steamed stuffed buns.

For breakfast, He Wandeng ate three steamed steamed buns and drank half a pot of fish porridge. Xie Yao was afraid that she would be overwhelmed, so he asked, "Do you want to eat Xiaoshi slices?"

He Wandeng shook his head, smiled shyly and said, "After I became a supernatural being, my appetite has also increased. In fact, since I was reborn, today is the most satisfying meal I have eaten."

Xie Yao paused as he cleaned up the dishes, and asked, "You're not full yet, are you?"

He Wandeng rubbed his stomach and said, "It's okay. Except for the heterophyll, I will still be hungry no matter how much I eat. It doesn't matter if I eat less or more, as long as I don't die of hunger."

In her previous life, He Wandeng had awakened her wood-type ability at the beginning of the end of the world. Although the wood-type ability disappeared somehow, she had room to plant again, so she didn't suffer much from starvation.

And the reason why He Wandeng is not in a hurry to plant it now is because she wants to use wood-type abilities to induce ordinary plants to mutate.

But this method consumes power, and the plant mutation rate is not high, so she plans to act after the power is fully restored.

Of course, if the official grain reserves were insufficient, she would still plant a wave of ordinary grain first.

After listening to He Wandeng's explanation, Xie Yao stopped thinking about cooking another meal and asked, "Are all supernatural beings like this?"

He Wandeng nodded and replied, "So, in the last days, edible plants are the treasures of supernatural beings.

"Because wood-type supernatural beings can grow edible heterogeneous plants, they have the most special status among supernatural beings. Many wood-type supernatural beings have crystal nuclei delivered to their door while squatting at home, but at the same time, wood-type supernatural beings The kidnapping rate is also high."

Xie Yao was obviously very interested in supernatural beings, so she asked again: "Is there a condition for the awakening of supernatural abilities? What kind of person is more likely to awaken supernatural abilities?"

He Wandeng said uncertainly: "The awakening of supernatural abilities depends on luck. After a high fever, those who cannot become supernatural will become living dead or real dead."

"The living dead?"

"It has weak breathing and heartbeat, similar to a vegetable, but its vitality is tenacious.

"As long as there are no external factors, even if you don't ask, you can live for at least a month. There are rumors that the living dead are people who are stuck in the middle of awakening."

She remembered a piece of news that she forgot where she heard it: "Most supernatural beings are successfully awakened at the beginning of the end of the world, and the later, the awakening... Hiss!"

He Wandeng held her head in pain. A picture flashed in front of her eyes. In the pure white laboratory, there were various medicines on the table, crystal nuclei, supernatural beings, dazzling lights, and people wearing fully enclosed protective clothing. ...

The sharper and sharper pain made He Wandeng unable to recall any more memories, but she was already sure that the disappearance of her wood-type abilities should have happened during this time she had forgotten.

After a few minutes, the pain gradually subsided.

He Wandeng's lips were bitten by her to bleed out. The combination of bloody lips and pale face, hair wet with cold sweat, eyes that were half-opened, delicate facial features, and sharp-edged face gave her a breathtaking beauty. .

Xie Yao looked away after only one glance, and she asked softly, "He Wandeng, are you okay?"

He Wandeng tensed up all over, making a defensive posture. After seeing that the person in front of her was Xie Yao, she relaxed a little, but her tone was no longer as friendly as before, and she said coldly and alienated: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."

Xie Yao frowned unobtrusively, she turned around and poured a glass of warm water to He Wandeng, and said, "Drink some water, did you remember something just now?"

Xie Yao knew that He Wandeng's memory of the last days was incomplete. Li Xiangwei mentioned this when handing over the task to her, so she felt that the sudden change in He Wandeng seemed like she remembered something bad. memory.

He Wandeng shook his head dully, didn't speak, and didn't take the water glass.

Xie Yao saw that she was really not in good condition, so he didn't dare to disturb her any more, so he walked out lightly and called He Wandeng's exclusive medical team outside.

The medical team came quickly, but after Xie Yao opened the door and went in, he found that He Wandeng had already returned to the bedroom, and they would not open the door no matter how much they shouted outside.

Li Xiangwei rushed over immediately after receiving the news, and upon seeing this, he directly asked Xie Yao to open the door with a spare key.

After Xie Yao opened the door, he saw He Wandeng lying on his back on the bed, without a quilt, and his lower body was still hanging by the bed.

She subconsciously shouted: "She is unconscious!"

The members of the medical team rushed in after hearing the news, but after a careful inspection, they came to the conclusion that He Wandeng was just asleep.

He Wandeng slept until eight o'clock the next morning.

Xie Yao cooked some white porridge in the kitchen, and after turning off the fire, she couldn't help but went to He Wandeng's bedroom to check if she was awake, only to see someone sitting in front of the computer and opening the college entrance examination score page as if nothing had happened.

Xie Yao felt relieved and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

He Wandeng immediately stood up, touched his belly and said, "Eat!"

After finishing speaking, she was still very confused and said, "Brother Yao, I'm afraid I've messed up my brain when I was reborn. I remember talking to you one second ago, but I woke up the next day the next day."

Xie Yao was silent, she didn't expect He Wandeng to forget what happened yesterday, and even his personality changed back.

"Brother Yao?"

Xie Yao regained his composure and said, "I cooked porridge and pancakes, if you don't eat them, they will be cold."

He Wandeng's attention was diverted instantly. She got up and walked to the restaurant, saying, "Brother Yao, let's eat quickly!"

After dinner, He Wandeng sent the post-apocalyptic notes that should have been handed in yesterday to Xie Yao's mailbox, and then sat in front of the computer and stared at the score checking webpage.

Xie Yao who came in to deliver fruit to He Wandeng was very puzzled: "The day after tomorrow will be the end of the world, why are you still looking for this?"

He Wandeng picked up an apple, ate it and said, "Don't I want to see the results of my three years of high school?
"I actually saw it in my previous life, but I was busy surviving later, and gradually I only remembered that the total score was enough for me to go to a good university in the capital."

Xie Yao glanced at the time and reminded: "The score has been released, you can refresh it."

He Wandeng did as he was told, and the results could really be checked.

He Wandeng looked at the scores of each subject first, and they all performed normally. The total score of the college entrance examination was 850, and she scored 792 points, ranking 130 in Qimingzhou.

Xie Yao praised: "That's right, it's just a little worse than when I was in the college entrance examination."

He Wandeng looked at her curiously, and asked, "How much did Brother Yao score in the college entrance examination?"

Xie Yao replied: "806 points, I am ranked 27th in Dongxiangzhou."

He Wandeng said in admiration: "The university bully is by my side."

Xie Yao waved his hand: "Don't say that, if you only talk about the culture class, my grades are estimated to be in the top [-], but I was good at the physical examination items in the year of the college entrance examination, which raised the total score."

He Wandeng said with a smile: "You are very strong and lucky. Don't everyone say that the exam is also a metaphysics?"

Xie Yao also smiled, and the two dimples appeared, making her seem a lot gentler, but she quickly returned to the face of a cool sister, and said: "The score is also checked, continue to work, here, there is starting to urge you report on the ability."

Xie Yao showed He Wandeng the message she had received. He Wandeng glanced at the time and found that she had passed on the little notes of the end of the world.

"The power report, who named it?" He Wandeng said with a disgusted face.

Xie Yao patted her on the shoulder and said, "Who knows? Hurry up and get busy. What do you want for lunch? I'll do it."

He Wandeng quickly opened the new blank document, honestly typed the five words "Ability Report", and said, "Seafood noodles! I want to eat five bowls!"

There are too many things to write in the supernatural report, so He Wandeng divided it into five parts: Awakening of supernatural powers, supernatural beings, supernatural animals, mutated plants, and mutated insects.

Among them, the last four parts were divided into several subsections, and He Wandeng wrote down everything he remembered related to abilities.

As for the most important rule of survival in the last days for survivors, He Wandeng has already written it in the book of the last days, so she didn't say more about it in the ability report.

In the busy time, time flies by.

He Wandeng worked almost non-stop to write the ability report, and finally finished it at 25 o'clock in the morning on the [-]th.

And the end of the world will also come this afternoon.

(End of this chapter)