Feeding, reunion, human traitors.

It's time to clock out, someone will be taking over soon, and Chi Xiaochi must leave as soon as possible.

Except he had a live animal entrapped in his body, so I don't know if it would have made it past the scanning checkpoint at the gate.

061 said, "Don't worry about it, you can just go straight there."

Since his Sixth Teacher had said so, Chi Xiaochi stopped worrying, wrapped the baby leopard in a soft blanket and put it in his backpack, took off his sterile suit, walked out of the nursery, locked the door, went to the locker room to change back into his original pants and warm windbreaker, punched the card at the door, and headed for the scanning office with an air of calmness.

The system scan shows that employee Ding Qiuyun , is normally off duty.

Things to carry on your person: key card, money card, communicator, sketchbook, pencil, motorcycle keys, and a hand warmer that is heating up.

Chi Xiaochi was able to get away with it.

He wouldn't have to come to work from tomorrow, anyway, so he didn't have to answer for the disappearance of the baby panther.

He straddled the motorcycle and pondered his next plan of action.

He could have run to the relevant news outlets and made what he knew public, and perhaps fewer people would have died.

But he couldn't provide evidence to back up his claim, and if he did, the odds were he'd be thrown out as a psychopath.

But now that we know, we can't just do nothing.

He went to a large shopping plaza nearby, found a rest room, grabbed his communicator, and spent twenty minutes editing a post about the world ending at three o'clock tomorrow morning, saying everything he could, checking it for accuracy, and sending it out.

After sending it, he said, "Mr. Six, help me force the post to the top."

061 hacked into the forum system, overstepped his authority, and falsely created untraceable IP addresses and identifying information from the data level.

Chi Xiaochi contacted Ding Qiuyun's comrades again, but none of them answered the phone.

He called the duty room and told that just in time for the January emergency pullout, everyone was out of camp.

...... got it.

After forwarding the post he had just made to all of Ding Qiuyun's friends and mentors, he dropped the communicator back into his backpack.

A hot, soft doughnut took advantage of his opening the bag to poke its head over the edge of the open zipper and curiously survey the human world.

Chi Xiaochi pulled the bag back to herself and reached out to touch its soft, fleshy chin.

Chi Xiaochi: "Hello there."

Baby Milk Panther: "Ow."

Chi Xiaochi : "Do you want to follow me shopping?"

Baby Milk Panther: "Ow ow ow ow."

Chi Xiaochi rejected it in all seriousness, "No, I'm going to store you in the locker."

Seemingly guessing that he would be temporarily abandoned, the little milk panther stopped wailing passionately against him, arched and arched and climbed out of the backpack, jumped on Chi Xiaochi's shoulder, hugged his neck and pretended that he was a scarf.

Chi Xiaochi gave a tsk and removed the small milk panther, about the size of one and a half of his palms, pressed his forefingers with both hands on its front paws, made it lie flat, bared its belly, and took his thumbs to gently scrape and tickle its belly as a punishment for its disobedience.

Unexpectedly surprised by this treatment, the baby leopard rolled around in Chi Xiaochi's paws in an itchy, comforting manner, and opened its mouth to reveal two small, white-tipped teeth that had just emerged, wailing in a thin voice.

Chi Xiaochi was just rubbing his belly, when he heard 061 gently suck in a breath of cold air as if he could not stand anything.

After a moment, he said helplessly, "...... Xiaochi, stop playing. Do business."

Business is certainly business.

In the end, the little leopard was mercilessly stuffed into a locker by Chi Xiaochi.

Chi Xiaochi bought high-precision sealed buckets, large quantities of rice, pasta, grains, salt, honey, high-calorie military cookies, spirits and fifteen days of vegetables and fruits, etc., and all pots and pans were of the best quality.

For his living utensils, he purchased three military tents, seven sets of sleeping bags, ten sets of winter clothing, multi-functional military shovels, knives, daggers, candles, matches, flint, flashlights, hand-cranked generators, binoculars, cowhide rucksacks, toilet paper, and so on.

Chi Xiaochi bought everything he could think of.

And acquiring such large quantities at once completely eliminates the need for customers to carry them by hand.

Each shopper is given a small steel carrier upon entering the mall, while a model of each item is sealed in tempered glass, and a box of plastic coins about one size larger than a coin sits in front of the glass case.

Customers wishing to select an item simply place the corresponding plastic coin in the small carrier.

Chi Xiaochi puts a small basket full of plastic coins onto a track, and the AI automatically starts the checkout process.

Using a gentle, non-mechanical female voice, it reported what Chi Xiaochi wanted to buy one by one, and even took the initiative to talk to Chi Xiaochi: "Are you going to play a wilderness survival game when you buy so many things?"

Chi Xiaochi smiles, "Uh-huh. I'm in charge of purchasing."

Now the so-called "wilderness" has long ceased to exist, so in the young people, began to rise a kind of game called "simulated wilderness survival", the game operator specially set aside a piece of land, with a variety of intelligent AI to create a variety of harsh weather and dangerous terrain for these bored young people to spend their time. The game operators have specially set aside a piece of land and used various intelligent AIs to create all kinds of harsh weather and dangerous terrain for these bored young people to spend their time.

The female AI laughed along with him, "Have fun."

The AI's voice was full of sincerity.

She is not shy about sending her blessings to everyone who passes by and patronizes her.

Everyone also took it for granted that it was due to procedure, and few wondered if her smile was genuine or fake.

Chi Xiaochi returned the smile without changing her face, "Thank you."

He took the shipment card from the female AI, went downstairs to the pickup area, swiped the card, and the properly sealed shipment came out of the shipping port track in boxes.

The AI at the pickup asked politely, "Would you like us to courier your shipment to your home, or would you like us to assist you in getting it into your vehicle?"

Chi Xiaochi chose the former and paid some money, agreeing to deliver it to Ding Qiuyun's parents' home in Dongcheng at 11:00 p.m. sharp.

As he started the motorcycle up, Chi Xiaochi looked up at the tile blue sky and thought, It's so easy to make people willingly turn into pampered pigs.

Leaving the mall, he spent two hours running around the drugstores in the whole city, acquiring a large number of medications, with the majority of them being cardiac medications, as for the other anti-diarrhea medications, bleeding gauze, bruising oils, anti-allergy medications, anything in the commonly used category, he bought them.

And all these medicines are converted into data by 061 and stored into the warehouse.

After stocking up, he sat down on the motorcycle and downloaded all the instant maps of each province and city on his communicator and circled a few locations on the map.

061 reminded him, "Antibiotics are important."

Chi Xiaochi: "Uh-huh. But it's over-the-counter. I marked a couple of pharmacies that sell antibiotics, so I'll just have to wait for the disaster to happen and make another trip."

061 said, "Those drugs could actually buy a little more."

"Buying this much is enough without arousing suspicion." Chi Xiaochi said, "Also, I can't buy the medicine empty. In case a calamity breaks out, whichever person has a need for medicine will still be able to grab it when they come to the pharmacy."

The way Chi Xiaochi spoke with his head bowed like this was both sober and gentle, giving 061 the urge to hug him.

So the little milk panther managed to escape once again and got into Chi Xiaochi's shirt before he could react and poked his head out of the collar of his turtleneck sweater.

The panther's pupils were blue in gray and bright, like stars reflected in crystal clear water.

This time Chi Xiaochi didn't send it away.

He thought for a moment and asked the young milk panther, "Cold? Hungry?"

The little milk panther stomped back and forth on his forehead with all four paws.

Chi Xiaochi couldn't do anything about this sticky little guy, so she asked 061, "What's wrong with him?"

061 laughed and replied, "You just let it lie down for a while."

Chi Xiaochi thought about it and let it go, putting the communicator away and starting the car.

When the car shook, the little milk panther missed his grip and rolled from Chi Xiaochi's collar to his waist and abdomen with a grunt.

It looked like it had been dazed, and it took a while for it to climb up from underneath and back onto Chi Xiaochi's collar.

The man on the motorcycle with a panther cub was driving through a cold winter-like fall day towards home.

It was the last haven he could shelter in before the world ended.

Ding's father and mother were not much surprised that their son suddenly came home without saying hello.

Ding Qiuyun's parents, both surnamed Ding, were neighbors, grew up together as childhood sweethearts, got married at the age of 20, and had Ding Qiuyun at the age of 21.

The old couple had a good relationship, and every year they must celebrate Tanabata and Valentine's Day, saying that the world of two is the world of two, and never take Ding Qiuyun to play. One Valentine's Day, the old couple went out to watch a movie and have a candlelight dinner, and the mother even hugged a large cornflower back, but left Ding Qiuyun alone at home to cook instant noodles.

Ding Qiuyun, though he often grunts outwardly, is envious of this teenage couple's old age relationship.

When he opened the door and saw his father, Chi Xiaochi's body suddenly trembled uncontrollably, and a wave of sour, hot emotions closed directly around his throat.

He rubbed his chest and thought, This is probably Ding Qiuyun's emotion.

Ding Wenzhi, on the contrary, laughed at his son's momentary unnaturalness, and without asking why his son ran home, reached out and pulled the man into the house, turning back to the kitchen and shouting, "Xiao Ding, Qiuyun is back."

The AI installed in the Ding family is not too much, the Ding parents both believe that cooking by themselves is the taste, so one, three, five father does it, two, four, six mother does it, Sunday guessing to decide who does it, the arrangement is clear.

Ding's mother, Ding Xiu Xiu, was stir-frying vegetables, which smelled good.

She poked her head out, "Qiuyun, what dish do you want to eat, mom will add one for you."

Ding Wenzhi waved his hand, ''Beautiful him. Let him run back without saying hello. Don't add food for him, we'll give him whatever we both eat."

Chi Xiaochi : "......" is really a real pro-dad.

Ding Qiuyun called Ding's father Old Ding Tou and Ding's mother Sister Ding, and the family was extremely close, so they didn't hold anything back.

Ding Wenzhi quickly noticed the little leopard held in his son's arms, "Yo, a pet for the two of us?"

Chi Xiaochi put the little leopard on the ground, and it did not run around, only snuggled in his lap and dozed off, good behavior is not good.

He said, "Bought it for myself."

Chi Xiaochi went to the kitchen, took a small bowl, twisted the cod liver oil capsule that he had just bought from the supermarket downstairs, mixed the goat's milk powder with lukewarm water to the right temperature, took a disposable syringe, and gently fed it into the mouth of the little leopard.

The little leopard was not fussy, opened his mouth when given food, and didn't mind the difference in taste between this and the premium pure goat's milk that had been carefully blended in the warming box, and ate it barfing away with gusto.

With the swallowing motion, his ears shrugged, his pink tongue was colored milky, and he spit out a sweet, milky bubble as he drew the syringe away from his mouth.

Ding's father jumped at the chance to pet one, "That's a nice cat."

The well-fed and well-drunk little leopard, however, bypassed Father Ding's hand and settled down beside Chi Xiaochi's left hand, dozing off with his eyes closed.

Father Ding asked, "Where did you get this cat, it's quite rare looking."

Chi Xiaochi lied: "A gift from a classmate."

Father Ding: "What's the name?"

Chi Xiaochi didn't blink, "Coal owner."

061: "......" Once again, he's seen Chi Xiaochi's ability to pick names with no boundaries.

Father Ding laughed, "What kind of crap name is that?"

Chi Xiaochi thought of a number of names on the way back to Ding's house, among which "Coal Boss" was the most suitable for Little Leopard's appearance.

After some consideration, however, Chi Xiaochi has given up on giving it an official name for the time being.

A leopard is a leopard after all, wild and untamed, even when raised from a young age, it is a dangerous ticking time bomb.

As for what to do with it in the future, Chi Xiaochi is still in a bit of a quandary, so he puts it aside for now and talks about it later.

Before dinner was served, Chi Xiaochi glanced at the communicator.

Friends who received his forwarded post said they would be prepared, but uniformly in a joking tone, and apparently none of them took him at his word.

Chi Xiaochi gave everyone the same response, "No kidding."

After sending it, he went back to glancing at the forum.

Most of the replies under the thread he posted mocked the poster for being a psychopath and a worrywart, and there was quite a bit of discussion about what people should do to prepare in case extreme cold enough to exterminate the human race did arrive.

Chi Xiaochi put the communicator away and didn't look at it any more.

When the meal was over, he accompanied his parents for a short walk, and when he returned, he urged them to take a quick bath and rest.

Ding's father wanted to watch the game for a while, but Chi Xiaochi directly pouted back, "Old Ding Tou, you were hospitalized only half a year ago, be careful of your heart."

Ding's father was hopeless: "Okay, okay, sleepy, sleepy."

Chi Xiaochi spread out her palm toward him and shook it.

Father Ding grinned and reluctantly handed over his communicator.

Mother Ding just watched this father-son hilarity from the side and smiled as she did her embroidery.

Under her hand, a double-sided embroidery of nine fishes, "Happy Family", is almost finished.

After his parents went to bed, Chi Xiaochi drove his father's car to a nearby gas station, filled the tank, and lifted three barrels of oil, which he put in the trunk.

Shortly after he returned, the goods he had bought at the mall that afternoon were delivered.

He directs the delivery robots to bring the goods into the living room as gently as possible, and when they leave, without Chi Xiaochi having to tell them to do so, 061 datamaterializes all the goods, hides them in the warehouse, and puts dozens of 20-liter high-density buckets under the faucet one by one to fill them with filtered fresh water.

With all the hustle and bustle out of the way, Chi Xiaochi lays back under the covers and chooses to receive the next line of information before waiting for the plague to begin.

......

Ding Qiuyun is pragmatic and action-oriented, but also has a romantic streak.

When Gu Xinzhi wasn't here, he was often out on patrol by himself, speeding down deserted highways, searching for gas, food and survivors.

Estimating that the locomotive was almost out of gas, he stopped the car, took the fuel gun and spare diesel from the storage space under the seat, and hummed a little song as he refueled the car, occasionally sitting down to rest and look out over the distant landscape.

He didn't have a smoking habit, and to relieve his stress, he often begged cigarette cases from his teammates who loved to smoke, and traced the post-apocalyptic wasteland on them with a carbon pencil.

He met Gu Xinzhi when he had collected a thick pile of cigarette cases.

The first night they met Gu Xinzhi, they slept.

One, because I like it, two, to de-stress, and three, because the feeling of being reunited again after that hijacking is really worth celebrating.

Both are first-timers and are completely reckless with their thin film-watching experience.

Ding Qiuyun's close-combat subjects were always inferior to the seemingly showy Gu Xinzhi, and the same was true in bed.

Gu Xinzhi encircled Ding Qiuyun from behind, his left hand wrapped around his waist and gripped it tightly, while his right hand opened up to protect his throat, the force of which was light, but always gave Ding Qiuyun the illusion that he would snap his neck at any time.

Their bodies were close together, their hearts beating wildly in unison, thumping loudly.

Ding Qiuyun, who was in the lower position, reached out and grabbed the turf on the ground, grabbing a handful of dripping grass juice.

When it was over, the two of them were drenched in sweat, so tired that they felt tired even to move.

Gu Xinzhi leaned against the side of the tent, spreading his legs so that Ding Qiuyun could sit against his arms.

He lights a cigarette and asks Ding Qiuyun if he needs it.

Ding Qiuyun does not smoke, but took the initiative to hold his wrist and took a drag on his hand.

According to Gu Xinzhi, when the disaster struck, Gu Xinzhi fled from the army and tried to find Ding Qiuyun, but he had already lost sight of him.

"What a coincidence, I went looking for you too." Ding Qiuyun said, "When I went, the camp had already been attacked, it should be the work of those vines that originally grew near the compound ......"

Ding Qiuyun laughed bitterly at the mention of such a thing.

In the present world, flowers and grasses can become essence, killing people is no different from chopping melons and cutting vegetables.

Ding Qiuyun said, "I thought you ...... were gone like my parents."

He had done his best to make it back to his parents' house when the disaster struck that year, only to find that his father had suffered a heart attack induced by the plummeting temperatures.

My mother rushed down to the floor to get medicine for my father, but she was wearing only a thin layer of pajamas.

Because of the panic and the loss of electrical lighting, my mother tripped, hit her head on the corner of the bed, and fainted for a moment.

By the time Ding Qiuyun returned home, his old Ding Tou and Sister Ding were gone.

Ding Qiuyun didn't tell Gu Xinzhi any of this, but only looked back at him, wanting to make sure he wasn't a dream of his own.

Gu Xinzhi, as if guessing his anxiety and concern, pressed his chin and kissed him.

Gu Xinzhi said, "See, I'm not dead."

Ding Qiuyun parted from him, a smile spilling unreservedly from his eyes, "Uh-huh."

He asked again, "How did you know I'd be back?"

The place where he found Gu Xinzhi was the original city where Ding Qiuyun lived.

Gu Xinzhi said, "I couldn't find you, so I had to wait where I was."

Ding Qiuyun's heart skipped a beat, "How long have you been waiting?"

Gu Xinzhi said, "I've been waiting in that supermarket since it got cold. I thought, if Team Ding needs supplies, they will always come."

That's two whole years of waiting.

Ding Qiuyun has nothing else to say.

He turned around, facing straight towards Gu Xinzhi, and half-kneeled to kiss him on the lips.

It was only after reuniting with Gu Xinzhi that Ding Qiuyun's life regained its color.

Teammates on the same team said that it turned out that Team Ding had such a nice smile.

Ding Qiuyun replied with a smile while stir-frying vegetables in oil extracted from animals, "Of course."

Yan Lanlan, a gossipy teammate, came up to inquire, "Team Ding, who is Vice Team Valley to you?"

Ding Qiuyun: "Comrades in arms."

Yan Lanlan : "Oh, war--friends."

Ding Qiuyun made a move to kick her, and she laughed and ran away, the bells on her wrists jingling to life.

Running to the door, she happened to bump into Gu Xinzhi and saluted him animatedly.

Gu Xinzhi glanced at her, ignored her, walked straight over to Ding Qiuyun, and asked, "What's fried?"

"Okra." Ding Qiuyun's eyes light up, "I remember you like it."

Gu Xinzhi was a bit surprised: "Where did you get it?"

Ding Qiuyun kissed him and smiled, "Don't worry about that. Whatever you want to eat, I can get it for you."

In the end times, that's the highest and best promise you can make.

Ding Qiuyun was kind to Gu Xinzhi with all his heart and soul, after all, it was the person he lost and then gained that was extra precious to him.

Gu Xinzhi loved The Little Prince and told Ding Qiuyun about it when he was in the company, and Ding Qiuyun laughed at him, saying that at his age, he still liked to read children's books.

This time, Ding Qiuyun asked his teammates to get the book from an abandoned bookstore, and meticulously transformed all the words into drawings, filling seventy-five cigarette cases.

On Gu Xinzhi's twenty-sixth birthday, Ding Qiuyun gave him this gift.

Gu Xinzhi, however, was not very enthusiastic about the gift and hugged Ding Qiuyun, breaking his hand to look at it.

Ding Qiuyun has been so focused on painting these days that the calluses on his right hand's little finger have turned red, and you can tell it hurts.

Gu Xinzhi kissed his cocoon before going through the cigarette cases one by one with him.

Gu Xinzhi says to Ding Qiuyun, "My favorite story is about the little prince and the rose."

Living alone on a small planet, the little prince plants a rose and treats her with care and pampering.

There was a time when he thought his roses were unique in the world, until he came to Earth and realized that there were fully 5,000 roses in just one garden.

The young prince is saddened by this discovery for a long time, but after the fox's enlightenment, he realizes that the proud, haughty rose, which has been with him for a long time, is unique and irreplaceable for the young prince.

With that, he tightened his grip on Ding Qiuyun's shoulders and read the dialog written on the cigarette case.

...... This is what the little prince said to the 5,000 roses after he came to his senses.

"'You are beautiful, but you are empty, for no one can die for you'."

Ding Qiuyun at that time did not understand the meaning of Gu Xinzhi's words, but only felt that the words were inauspicious to the extreme, and reached out to slap his face as a sign of punishment.

Gu Xinzhi kisses Ding Qiuyun.

Although Ding Qiuyun was immersed in the joy of being reunited with Gu Xinzhi, he did not forget what he had to do.

Global cooling and artificial intelligence stealing the world is indeed the responsibility of human beings yes, but the sudden death of Ding Qiuyun's parents is a great blow to Ding Qiuyun.

And with AI operating in the dark, Ding Qiuyun has had a number of teammates die at the hands of neo-humans or at the mouths of evolved animals over the years.

It would be impossible to keep him from hating and resenting.

Shortly after Gu Xinzhi's arrival, Ding Qiuyun chose another cell site to begin dismantling.

Who would have thought that while they were doing it, the base station was surrounded by a group of mutated hyenas.

Despite Ding Qiuyun and Gu Xinzhi's efforts to cover him, Yan Lanlan was caught inside.

Finding that Yan Lanlan has fallen behind, Ding Qiuyun still wants to rush towards the base station, but Gu Xinzhi can't help but pick him up on his shoulder and leave with a big stride.

The last thing Ding Qiuyun saw was Yan Lanlan's hand reaching out from the hyena siege.

Silver handbells jingled, accompanied by Yan Lanlan's hoarse cries of, "Go away! Leave me alone!"

However, Yan Lanlan was still only a nineteen-year-old girl, and she had overestimated how much she would be able to handle when she actually faced death.

After running far away, Yan Lanlan's mournful screams mixed with the sound of hyenas feasting on human flesh came from the direction of the base station, "Team Ding! Team Ding ...... save me, I don t want to die--"

In the truck, four or five people pressed Ding Qiuyun together to control not let him jump off the truck.

Gu Xinzhi glanced away from the base station as he pulled the truck away, then withdrew his gaze.

The car drove far away before Ding Qiuyun gave up his struggle.

His eyes were bloodshot and he lay exhausted on his back in the bucket of the truck, Yan Lanlan's handbell ringing in his ear.

Jingle bells, jingle bells.

Yan Lanlan was a veteran of the team, having been with Ding Qiuyun since the team's inception. Her death was a huge blow to Ding Qiuyun.

He went back and forth on what went wrong with that plan.

Gu Xinzhi couldn't bear to see him like this, and hugged him and whispered soothingly, "It's not your fault."

Ding Qiuyun said, "When she calls me Team Ding, she is my responsibility."

Ding Qiuyun is not stupid. He thought that they were probably being targeted.

It does seem that striking base stations and destroying the AI's habitat has caused the AI's to panic.

But with Yan Lanlan's previous experience, Ding Qiuyun was no longer willing to let everyone take risks in front of the storm, and even though a few young people volunteered to keep the fight against the AI side going, Ding Qiuyun tried to pacify them, intending to get through this dangerous period.

But in less than a week, their makeshift hideout was overrun by a group of neanderthals.

Finally, three young men were tackled.

None agreed to become slaves to the new humans, and one even attempted suicide.

Realizing that these old humans were unwilling to cooperate, the new humans cut off the heads of three men and hung the heads from one of the tallest trees in the neighborhood.

Among the small group that boarded the truck and fled in haste, some saw the familiar heads of their friendly companions, swaying and clustered by branches and leaves like three full, large coconuts.

He wanted to go and call Ding Qiuyun, but just as he opened his mouth, he swallowed his words.

Ding Qiuyun turned his back to the tree and clenched his teeth until his mouth was full of blood.

Gu Xinzhi held Ding Qiuyun's shoulders, but Ding Qiuyun tensed himself into a bow.

He thought frantically about how the neo-humans, who didn't have supernatural powers, had found their way here.

By the looks of the neanderthals, it was obvious that they had come prepared.

Could it be that they were targeted when they retreated a few days ago?

But Ding Qiuyun had always done things properly, even after the loss of Yan Lanlan, and he had steeled himself to look around without finding a tail.

He'd wondered if there was an internal problem, but he'd checked everyone's belongings and hadn't found anything like a tracker.

Those who followed him were his comrades of many years, and he certainly didn't doubt it.

For quite some time, Ding Qiuyun pondered this question.

It wasn't until much later that Ding Qiuyun, who had only seven people left with him, was captured alive by a group of Neo-humans, and during his interrogation, he realized that most of the Neo-humans, had made a pact with the AI.

In several cities where only New Humans exist, the AI has resumed normal operations, and it facilitates the New Humans, who accordingly must exterminate the rebels for the AIs.

They are targeting old humans like Ding Qiuyun, who dare to attack AI, as well as new humans who are "in the same boat" with the old humans and are not willing to be slaves.

After being captured, Ding Qiuyun had already made up his mind that he would not, under any circumstances, give up the whereabouts of the escaped Gu Xinzhi and his other partners.

He'd rather die.

However, when he was made to watch the hanging of his companions, thinking that he would soon be freed as well, the group of Neo-humans that surrounded the torture chamber had no intention of killing him.

After a long time, the crowd consciously parted a pathway on both sides, as Moses parted the sea, and their leader, the noisy Ding Qiuyun, came forward.

Ding Qiuyun looked up as a thunderbolt exploded in his head.

In those few seconds, it was as if someone had held a □□ against his eye socket and fired a shot, exploding his eyes with stinging pain and his head with pain as if it had been drilled through a million holes by fine bullets.

The one coming toward him is clearly Gu Xinzhi.

Half of Gu Xinzhi's body was dyed with blood, and his cheeks and the corners of his mouth were also splattered with blood, but he did not have a bit of evil aura, and he was still the same as the handsome and cold Gu Xinzhi of the past.

Ding Qiuyun thought a lot in those few moments, thinking about how the blood on his body came to be, about the dozens of companions Gu Xinzhi had taken away, about the three heads hanging on the tree, about the ringing of Yan Lanlan's hand, about the unexpected reunion on that day, and about the words that Gu Xinzhi had said to him.

He said I couldn't find you, so I had to wait where I was. Waited for two full years.

Only when Gu Xinzhi walked up to him did the pale-faced Ding Qiuyun raise his face and ask, "Have you really waited for me for two years."

Gu Xinzhi knew what he was talking about and picked up on it easily, "Yes, I waited in that supermarket for two years and killed a lot of Neo-humans."

He added, "So they were afraid of me and made me their chief."

Ding Qiuyun heard his hoarse voice, "You ...... betrayed ......"

Gu Xinzhi said easily, "Uh-huh."

...... Just as he talked to Ding Qiuyun about his defection from the army, his tone was relaxed, as if it was a natural thing for him, Gu Xinzhi, as a not-yet-mutated old human, to betray the old humans and defect to the AI and the new ones.

Ding Qiuyun dreamed, "...... Why ah."

Was he threatened.

Or is it something else ......

"Don't think too much." Gu Xinzhi seemed to really be able to read his mind, caressing his cheek with a hand stained with the blood of Ding Qiuyun's companions, "I'm not afraid of them, and no one can threaten me. But I know that the AI is upset with your destructive behavior that has lasted for two years and wants to remove you. You can't keep living with the risk of dying at any moment ...... You can't, and I forbid it. So I must protect you."

Gu Xinzhi cupped his face as if he were kissing Ding Qiuyun for the first time and whispered, "They promised me that they wouldn't go after Team Ding anymore as long as I got my hands dirty to help and cut off all those wings of Team Ding's that were getting in the way."

Ding Qiuyun looked up at him and felt like falling into a nightmare.

Yet the strangled body of his companion remained aside, and the tears that flowed over his cheeks were hot and shocking.

There was a sob in his voice, "Gu Xinzhi, you've got the fucking balls to come at me directly! --"

Gu Xinzhi stroked his face, "I came here for you. ...... It's always been like this, since the army, that's all."

His Valley Lieutenant crouched down and leveled his gaze at the kneeling Ding Qiuyun, his tone slightly gentler, "You obviously liked me all along, but you refused to face it. If it wasn't for that time when the machine went out of control, how would you have known how much I meant to you?"

After saying that, he took Ding Qiuyun into his arms and whispered, "It's just that I didn't think I would cause you to be hurt that badly. I'm sorry, I'll get a better grip in the future."

Team Ding stiffly crouched in the arms of Lieutenant Gu, and after a long period of silence, he inexplicably laughed out loud, shaking with laughter.

His past comrades, who got his current comrades killed, and said, it was all about him.

How funny.

Gradually, Ding Qiuyun got tired of laughing, and his eyes were only left with boundless exhaustion and emptiness.

Three days later, Ding Qiuyun in prison finally finds the opportunity to atone for the sins of his comrades by running over the guards and jumping to his death.

......

After reading all the world threads, Chi Xiaochi's only thought is, hold on, I'll jack a panther to suppress the shock.