Rise of Apocalyptic Talent

An Sheng stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself in the mirror. It was a strange and strange face! Purple skin, blood-colored eyes exuding weird red light, and a pair of demonic horns in the messy hair are still burning with blood-colored flames!

“Who are you?” An Sheng asked horribly at the monster in the mirror.

The monster in the mirror didn’t speak, but looked at An Sheng with a weird smile. Suddenly a strong hand caught An Sheng’s neck. No matter how hard he struggles, it will not help. Just when he is about to suffocate…

An Sheng suddenly sits up, it turns out Just a nightmare. After a violent gasp, he lay back down again, fatigued and sore in his limbs. The most important thing is that he is really hungry now, very hungry. Lying on the bed and watching all around, this is an unfamiliar room. The white walls are covered with all kinds of paintings and awards. It is preliminarily determined that this is a child’s room, and the owner of the room is still a person who likes to paint and The child with good grades, but An Sheng is still very hungry, very hungry.

“Squeaky~~” The door opened, and a small head stuck out from behind the door. It was a cute little girl, with big bright and intelligent eyes, a pair of ball heads pierced, and her small touting mouth was a bit playful. The little girl saw Uncle, who was sleeping on her bed, staring at her. She was stunned for a moment, and then ran away, leaving only the sound of the little slippers hitting the floor.

An Sheng feels that this little girl is very familiar. After thinking about it carefully, I remembered where I saw it. Isn’t this the youngest daughter of my neighbor’s single woman named Su Yao? I have seen it several times before. As if to verify An Sheng’s idea, Su Yao walked in from the room with a little girl not long after.

“Brother, you are awake!”

Seeing Su Yao, An Sheng hurriedly sat up and asked with some confusion: “Sister Su, how do I sleep in your house? “

An Sheng’s memory still stays in the battle on the third floor. It seems that he was beaten by a monster, and then he doesn’t know anything. He had lost consciousness at the time, but Su Yao witnessed what happened next. It was a massacre, a massacre of a monster to another group of monsters!

“Brother, do you feel any uncomfortable?” Su Yao did not answer An Sheng’s question, and some deliberately changed the topic, mainly because he didn’t want to mention everything that day.

She looked at the man in front of her, still feeling a little lingering. You know that An Sheng alone solved the mutant monster on the third floor. At that time, he was almost like a demon from hell, but they also found that An Sheng had no hostility towards humans, and after killing all the mutant creatures. Having restored his human appearance, Su Yao boldly carried him back to his home. After experiencing the changes of nine deaths and still alive, the people who survived together have an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

“It’s nothing uncomfortable, but I’m hungry.” An Sheng said sorry, and immediately yelled disappointingly after talking twice.

Su Yao sighed and said: “It’s normal to be hungry. You have been in a coma for three days. I’ll make you some food.” Then he opened the door and went out to prepare food for An Sheng. went.

Learning that An Sheng was awakened, many people surrounded the door of Su Yao Family, but there were few people who had the courage to go in. To be precise, except for Old Zhang, no one dared to go in. . What happened on the third floor was not only seen by the residents of the temporary rescue team at that time, but many residents had seen the situation at that time. An Sheng looks like a devil and has become a topic of discussion after a lot of people. Residents also have different opinions on the existence of An Sheng. Some believe that An Sheng is a mutant creature, which is as dangerous as the zombie mutant monsters. One day they will treat people like themselves as snacks; and others. Some people think that An Sheng has self-awareness and may be able to protect their safety. After all, An Sheng did kill all the mutant monsters that day to protect the residents on the third floor. The two parties had many disputes over these three days, but when they really asked the residents who opposed keeping An Sheng upstairs to dispose of An Sheng, none of them dared to do so.

“Xiao An, do you remember what happened that day?” Old Zhang sat opposite An Sheng and asked carefully.

“Brother Zhang, what happened that day? Why did they all look at me like a monster?” Across the window, An Sheng could feel the strange eyes from the residents of Tongzilou.

Old Zhang was silent for a moment, and then slowly talked about the day.

An Sheng turned into a purple demon with bloody smoke all over his body, and his strength fully interprets the word demon. There were more than 20 mutant creatures on the third floor, and An Sheng killed all the mutant monsters with bare hands just like that, the method was extremely cruel! Almost all of the mutant monsters were dismembered and died. The only one that was not dismembered was the mantis-like mutant monster. The intelligence of that guy may be higher than other mutant monsters, so he should feel that he can’t beat him. An Sheng unexpectedly stretched out a pair of meaty wings from behind, intending to fly away, but just ascended into the air, An Sheng used his self-made bayonet to pierce his head, and An Sheng returned to his original human appearance. The injury from the tail of the lizard monster also recovered almost, and then fell to the ground.

After listening to Old Zhang’s narration, An Sheng was shocked and forgot to pick up rice in his mouth. Isn’t the image described by Old Zhang the monster in the mirror that he dreamed of in his dream? Purple skin and blood-colored eyes, the only difference is that there are no demon horns on the head. It seemed that I was not as lucky as I thought. People who have been in contact with the rain of blood have either become living corpses or monsters. How can I be spared. But having said that, I still maintain a human form and thinking, which is quite gratifying. An Sheng didn’t want to get some kind of power like the protagonists in those novels. He just wanted to live plainly. Although this wish now seems very slim, how can he be in the apocalypse?