Doomsday rule

By Chan Park

Monsters run amok, Earth sudden change game field.Circulator, if there is no death or disease before the cycle. Then after the loop, when the timeline returns to the day of the apocalypse, they will inherit their previous memories.

• Language: English
• Publisher: XinXii
• Release date: Jun 22, 2023
• ISBN: 9781961627161

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Chapter 1

What is the end Times? A thousand people have a thousand answers, and a thousand people have a thousand solutions. At the end of the new century, due to human drug abuse, excessive research and development and exploitation, as well as the competition of new weapons and armaments, the Earth is already suffering from a hundred holes.

And the greatest natural revenge for humanity is almost extinction! And then humans changed completely in order to adapt and survive.

The so-called variation is nothing but the various modifications of genetic engineering, and the maximum learning and control and utilization of natural force elements by human beings themselves. As a result, there is a street full of genetic combinations, mutants, as well as artificial and mechanical synthetic people.

Late Epoch, early spring of 4012. Because of the failure and error of the government's biological weapons experiment, a new type of virus called ph15 was leaked from the lab. Unknowingly, carriers continue to live and work as usual, and the virus is spreading faster than the government can control it.

The virus is a new type of mutated organism that spreads very fast and has a very high infection rate. They have a long incubation period, spread far and wide, and the city is densely populated, when the first infected person appears, the infected population is already expanding!

Before researchers had even discovered and made a vaccine against the virus, the outbreak and spread had caught the military government completely off guard.

From the first day to the third day of infection, people began to pay attention to reports from certain organizations such as news networks and took measures. But as the death toll rose, the community gradually entered a state of tension.

Every day, the number of empty hospital beds is decreasing, and the number of deaths is increasing dramatically. The state dispatched troops and soldiers to the major streets for martial law patrol, and the border is strictly prohibited for anyone to enter and exit, entering the national orange alert and state of emergency.

From the fourth to the seventh day, there were almost no people on the streets, and people were afraid of being infected with the virus without leaving their homes. The Internet is disrupted because there is no one left to maintain the Internet, which leads to the collapse of the trading system, such as the entry and exit of goods at foreign trade ports. Communication systems break down because of overuse, so contact with the outside world becomes a kind of empty talk and ideal. Power is also slowly interrupted, and power interruption is a hidden danger!

The nuclear power plant, the place that provides electricity to everyone, is running without maintenance. The nuclear power plant began to have one problem after another, which caused an explosion, so the radius of hundreds of miles were destroyed, no grass was alive, no one survived, a piece of waste nuclear, it was terrible to see. And when the power went out, so did the water system. As a result, there is a shortage of drinking water, the loss of sewage treatment function, People's Daily life and daily sewage treatment has become a disaster, and accelerated the spread of viruses and diseases.

After the eighth to fifteenth day of infection, the whole social system and form completely collapsed and collapsed. When one light after another goes out, people's psychological line of defense is completely lost, and people who do not want to believe and accept the truth at first finally accept the reality. Some survivors moved to places they thought were safe, others formed gangs or groups, and the city's crime rate soared.

Supermarkets were ransacked, and people looted every house, taking anything they thought was valuable. This includes jewelry, cash, guns and ammunition, medical supplies, food and water, clothing and household items, and even children's toys.

Violence is frequent, and women are the main victims, as well as children. Social and personal safety at a minimum! Explosions and gunfire, even screams, could be heard in the streets...

At this time, the survivors who have not fled have no choice but to evade, because: it is wiser to avoid than to resist!

Fifteen days after infection, untreated bodies were everywhere on the streets, the most pleasant breeding ground for the bacterial virus, and the virus spread at a rate that was once again overwhelming.

On the way, the survivors met fellow fugitives from other cities, and gradually gathered together to form a group, helping each other to improve their survival rates. And at this time the most can not ignore a problem is children!

Surviving parents with children are more stressed than other survivors, either alone or in pairs. The first is safety, and the second is drinking water and food. Then in the circle of survivors, there will be such a situation: abandon the child, or leave the family! And most of them don't survive, as do abandoned children. They either become food or become infected and die...

The people who stayed in the city and did not leave, and later formed groups, they are the groups that have lost and ignored social morality and order.

There was a constant struggle for dominance and cannibalism among those who stayed behind. When food is scarce, they have no other way to survive but to devour their own kind. Then they will evolve from grabbing food to hunting people, and they will form free institutions and systems, most of which will evolve into believing in the strong, rather than ignorant monarchical leadership or high-sounding human rights and highly free systems. But as food runs out, they have to leave or fight government forces and die.

Darwin's theory of evolution makes people understand under the end times of the new era: genes will always let the strong stay and eliminate the weak. Only those who can survive can survive!

The government sealed off the borders and all infected places, leaving those infected and those not yet infected to die where they were. And they do as much as possible to make the face of philanthropists to appease the people, but they do not know that they have been abandoned by the public.

In the cities identified as infected areas, walled off by the military government with armored plates, the survivors left behind once-thriving above-ground living conditions and built vast, complex new urban systems and unique urban features underground.

And Blackrock City is that place!

Underground Black Rock City, a place abandoned by the junta and the gods. It is a place that only submits to the strong and has its own way of governing and living. It is a place that the military government called the nest of sin, a place that some of its citizens called the city of demons, a place that the abandoned and the fugitives called the land of freedom.

And it, the name of the external correct 28 Sutra is called: Underground Black Stone City.

The city of Blackstone is so large that it is divided into ten zones for easy management. Each area is replaced by ten letters to serve as the common name of the area. Also from Zone a to Zone j.

The Lord of Blackstone City is a composite human named Abraham. The lower half of his body is a mechanical mobility, similar to the wheels of a tank.

The weapon he uses is a long gray gun hidden in his body, which can be controlled and operated by mental thoughts, killing instantly and invisibly. And this Abraham is a b+ who has been classified as a defector by the military and government, and a c for risk. He was a member of the military, then for some unknown reason, he became a defector to Blackrock City, and then became the Lord of this dungeon within five short years.

Blackrock City never asks who enters, but welcomes them all. As for whether they can survive here, whether they can adapt to the living environment here, it depends on those who have entered the Black Rock City, whether their own ability and psychological quality are excellent.

In this underground city, human trafficking, arms trading and love and sex ~ business, has been the main force of Black Rock City's revenue. And these businesses, no one will ever think that is wrong, is not humanitarian spirit. Because the three views of life and death have long been discarded by people here, most of them have a muddling through attitude towards life, and enjoy it when they can enjoy it. In order to survive, these people will do anything, let alone just the population and the meat and body of those nonsense and miscellaneous transactions.

In Blackstone City, there is one area that everyone knows is not and cannot be entered, and everyone is in awe of it: Area f, which houses military and political defectors.

And in this area, the most famous person, even the reputation has far exceeded the city Lord Abraham, is a woman!

The woman had quickly made a name for herself in Blackstone City since arriving there alone three years earlier. The reason is not only because of her outstanding personal fighting ability and good looks, but also because of her personality and her far from mysterious experience.

JOHNNY WARNER, a military and political defector on the Red Book's capture list, is rated a+ as a dangerous power, with a bright red name at the top of the capture list! From the cia Secret Service in the military, she is good at western swords, longbows, Taikatsu, Daikatsu (a weapon used by Japanese female samurai), firearms, and close combat.

The weapon of choice is a black laser-type knife that is always attached to the slender waist. Taidao was named Dragon Yin by her, with fire properties, attack power of 3s+, can be attacked any object through the control of the user's mental force, thus burning into ashes instantly. Because it is a laser-type knife, this knife can be controlled according to the owner's mind, the blade can be freely changed from both ends of the handle at any time, and the power of this knife that can be changed at any time to take out the sheath can not be underestimated. JOHNNY WARNER's usual weapons are the m40a3, m4 and Walther p99, and either a soft whip or a large knife.

She makes her living on dangerous bounty missions. As long as out of the door, she not only to complete the task, but also to avoid the military and political arrest and kill. But because of the excellent ability, so she never failed, because she is alive is the best proof of strength!

She is not sociable, always a loner, coupled with a permanent 101 expression and extraordinary abilities, although she is very good but has no suitors. Although her background is no secret in the defector community, there are still many who wonder why this beautiful ice beauty has been quietly striving for power. Many speculated that she did so simply because she wanted to defy decades of unchanging military rule. But these people never knew that the real reason JOHNNY WARNER did what she did was simply because she wanted to protect the people she wanted to protect.

JOHNNY WARNER's defection began because of a woman! One of her most cherished, a woman who grew up with her, a woman who always relied on her but suddenly mature to let her appreciate, her name is Milissa!

Chapter 2

In an underground military base in the desolate Makuchral Desert in the northern part of the Empire, a group of scientists are doing their daily work in the Virus Research Department of the Biological Weapons Research Group in the southwestern region. The only reason this elite group of them are concentrated here is to help the junta develop more powerful and effective biological weapons.

Oh, five more dead! Daming was holding a document in one hand, a cup of coffee in the other hand and drinking from time to time, and he was helpless and distressed to come out of the isolation door. No one alive again this time, ah... He 'snapped', threw the documents in his hand on his special desk, the whole person to the office chair inside a nest, found a comfortable shape to let him drink coffee lazily.

I don't know if Professor Dominik has made any antibodies. "Charley said, looking up from his desk and not stopping to edit and revise the document.

Well, those big caps sent another batch of experiments yesterday, and I just took away 20 on my side, so if you are short on your side, you'd better hurry to choose, lest you let our research team pick the rest for use! As Michelle spoke, she pushed the red-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, got up with her work badge and walked toward the lab.

Damin spat and couldn't resist complaining, Those bastards from the tech team! Every time you have to steal the experiment from us, it is really immoral! Even so, he sighed with resignation and rushed toward the direction of the management group without stopping. If it had been a little later, the experiment he brought back this time would still have been defective.

Charai shook his head, smiled helplessly at Daming's impatience, bowed his head and continued to busy himself with the work at hand.

In the virus incubator, a handsome man is intently observing the viral cell division in a utensil through a microscope. His furrowed brow showed that the state of cell division was not what he expected or was satisfied with. For a long time, he leaned back on the back of the chair and squeezed the bridge of his nose, sighed silently, got up and went to the computer on the other side, and began to input today's observation records into it.

Professor Dominic, I brought back 10 new subjects today, do I need to plant viruses for them later? Daming smiled from the management team to the laboratory, a face of satisfaction smile let Dominic, who is familiar with him, know that this boy should have received his satisfaction with the experiment.

What, the tech team didn't rob you this time, Damien? Dominic's handsome face with the usual suave smile, and the temperament of a literary youth makes it hard to imagine that this man is actually the junta's many brutal advanced biological weapons.

Upon hearing Dominic's words, Daming smiled brilliantly and said, Well, this time I ran fast and picked ahead of the technical team. Which time in the past did they not pick first and leave us with the worst! At this point Damien paused, and his voice became serious at once. Professor, the last subject... Everyone on my side is dead, too."

Dominic froze for two seconds, his brow tightening. But he just waved to Damien and said, Then bring those new subjects to the lab tomorrow. Damien, I need you to go over to Michelle and see if there's anything you can do, because today's supposed to be the 18th batch to plant ph15, so I need you to take notes. One of Michelle's guys didn't survive last night..."

Damien nodded and walked out of the virus lab, leaving Dominic alone in his desk chair, staring at his computer.

Dominic called out the records of each previous time carefully looked at, he stared at the document record face distress, because he always can not understand, why is not to cultivate ph15 antibodies to? What went wrong? This new type of mutated virus is not small, if there is no antibody study, once the virus accidentally out of the laboratory, the consequences are unimaginable. Dominic rubbed his face and decided to go to the break room for a while, feeling that he needed a break before resuming his work. Eight days of continuous soaking in the incubator day and night work, even the iron man will have to lie down.

After Dominic leaves the virus incubator, a figure flashes out of the corner. The man looked around the narrow corridor to make sure no one was there before pulling out a work card from his arms, brushing it on the reader by the door and entering the virus incubator. His cat body accurately came to the cabinet with ph15 virus products, took a jar of ph15 virus after gasification into his arms, and quickly disappeared in the virus incubator.

The next day in the military base as usual, the departments are busy with their work, and Dominic and others have not found that the virus gasification tank is less than a bottle of things. It was not until the eighth day after the incident that Dr. Michelle came to take the virus gasification tank and found that the virus they had cultivated... I lost a can!

This is a big deal, ah, this death virus has not yet developed antibodies, once it enters the civilian population will cause devastating consequences. No one dared to delay to report the matter up, the military immediately blocked the entire base around, and sent a large number of personnel to investigate and arrest the thief. But the whole thing went on for two or three months without a result, and the perpetrators could not be caught, so some people in the base began to say that this thing was probably the research department's own internal thieves.

Four and a half months after the theft, all members of the military secret service received instructions from their superiors to shut down a group of scientists carrying dangerous viruses. Among those who received this order was Milissa.

Milissa used to have a get-together with her only friend JOHNNY WARNER before going on a mission, so this one was no different. The two women sit opposite each other, each wearing a different uniform, but the heroic posture is really attractive.

Aran, tomorrow I will go on a mission and come back to bring you a gift. So this dinner tonight, hey... Can you pay for it? Milissa scratched her head sheepishly, her blushing cheeks giving her a girlish look that did not fit her age.

JOHNNY WARNER rolled his eyes from the bottom of his heart and said coldly, This month, you used up your allowance again?

After hearing what JOHNNY WARNER said, Melissa smirked awkwardly and nodded her head in recognition of the fact that the allowance had run out early. JOHNNY WARNER said nothing, but sighed helplessly and helped himself to the food on his plate. Milissa was relieved to see JOHNNY WARNER's attitude, at least as far as she knew JOHNNY WARNER, as long as the man did not say no directly, just remained silent, it meant that she agreed.

After a full meal, the two disappeared into the night, and before parting, Milissa simply said to JOHNNY WARNER, Arlan, when I finish this mission and come back, I can retire. Then, buy the house we were looking for, and let's live together! Then I'll find someone to marry and live, hee hee..."

Well, I'll wait for you! JOHNNY WARNER patted his friend on the shoulder, told her to be careful, and turned to leave the restaurant called Happy Hour.

What they didn't know was that this was their last gathering.

Milissa according to their own captain's command, a person arrived at the designated place alone. According to intelligence, in this abandoned city lives a scientist who has escaped from a laboratory on a military base and is carrying a dangerous virus. And her mission tonight is to kill the scientist.

Milissa flew up the walls quickly. She was used to walking on the roof, not under the ground. Every action and attack, Milissa likes to stand on the high ground, not because she likes the feeling of being on top, but the form of her attack determines her habit, because she was born a sniper.

With the cat sitting on the corner of the building, perfectly fused into the night, Milissa expertly set up her sniper rifle, and through the night-vision scope, she saw her target for the night.

The man with his back to her muzzle was busy sitting in front of his computer, and from time to time he would look sideways at the microscope at hand. Just as Milissa was about to pull the trigger, the other side suddenly turned around, and through the scope, Milissa saw the other side's face. But what surprised her even more was the other person's mouth shape. He was talking to her! Milissa was at first stunned by what he was doing, then leaned into the scope to look closely at his mouth, suddenly turned around and quickly pulled the trigger.

The night only heard a dull gunshot, a tall man with open eyes, holding a western sword, dead in the side of Milissa. Terrified at the sight of the dead body, Melissa turned her head to look at the figure at the window of the opposite building, rose and jumped to the opposite building, landing firmly on the roof. She was going to meet the man she was supposed to have killed, and the man who had warned her to be careful and to tell her that someone was behind her, and Melissa felt that everything was so strange that she needed to figure it out.

When Milissa reached the door of the room, which was already open, she hesitated and stepped in. The small room was filled with manuscript paper, three computers linked together to occupy the table, and the remaining long table against the wall was filled with glassware and the kind of incubator lamp used in research LABS.

After the man handed an unopened bottle of water to Melissa, a clear voice rang out in the room. Hi, my name is Dominic. I used to work in the virus research department on the military base.

Milissa turned her eyes to Dominic, and looked at the pale, thin man in his household clothes.

Just now, thank you. I'm Milissa from the Secret Service.

Dominic smiled and sat back in front of the computer to continue the previous work, but the smooth voice was with a hint of self-mockery: Miss Milissa, if you are here to kill me, can you please wait until I finish this part of the file?

Milissa squinted curiously and asked, You know you're on a kill list?

Smell words, Dominic's hand on the keyboard, and then hit again, then slowly replied: The military always needs to find a scapegoat, don't you?

See Milissa did not answer, and the look of half-understanding, Dominic smiled and continued: In fact, I do not need to be included in the kill list, I have been infected with the virus, sooner or later will die...

Dominic's voice was ethereal, mixed with a bit of sadness and dissatisfaction, which made Milissa's frown frown.

Just now... Why did you warn me? 'she asked.

Dominic turned to look at Milissa and smiled. I don't know. It just came out.

When Dominic said this, there was a silence between them. Milisa knows that the people who just behind themselves are the Secret Service 6, they are born to hunt in the dark, good at hiding their own breath, is the perfect humanoid weapon for assassination. Her main task tonight is to kill the man who has just saved her life. But why is there a six-place killer behind her? If she is afraid to miss, the top can arrange a helper directly! But all this has shown is that she, Melissa, is just a pawn in a chess game.

If she manages to kill Dominic tonight, and she's killed by whoever's behind her, the best they'll say is that she died in the line of duty. Milissa felt that she had entered into a conspiracy.

Tell me why you were hunted! After Milissa figured it out, she looked at Dominic in a very strong tone and asked.

Dominic stopped what he was doing, turned to look into Milissa's face, and said only lightly, Because... The new virus that the military and government invested in was lost, and... The virus has spread in three major cities. And I... It is the researcher of this virus, or I can say that this virus is bred by me...

Milissa stood still for a moment, not knowing what to say. She was so shocked by the news.

Chapter 3

This seemingly weak young man is actually the creator of the virus, this vulgar setting is almost like watching a dvd. Also, didn't the man just say that he already has the virus, so he can get it too? At this thought, Milissa suddenly stepped back, distanced herself from Dominique, and stood within what she thought was a safe size range.

After a few moments of nondecisive silence, Dominic, who was watching Melissa's movements, slowly said, You don't have to worry about being infected by me.

'Why? Milissa asked, frowning. Didn't you say you had the virus?

Dominic smiled sadly and said, Yes, I have a virus. But the strange thing is that my symptoms after infection with the virus are completely different from the symptoms of previous experiments, and the virus that I carry cannot be transmitted to the people around me. So you may rest assured, Miss Milissa."

Milissa looked at Dominic suspiciously, as if to judge the reliability of his story.

You... You... Sure it won't infect anyone else? "She asked, confirming again.

After a faint