The End of the World

In three months, if you are quick, you can build a skyscraper. If you prefer it, even a community can be built. During this period of time, for Jing Xia, it feels like a year of age, and has been practicing in the hell.

At the beginning, Ji Chuan said that he would promote the cooperation between the evolutionists within these three months. In this regard, Jing Xia is already ready.

In the entire s city base, in addition to military personnel such as Yu and Qin Chu, those evolutionary ordinary people have never received formal training. The so-called student military training before the end of the world is considered military training on the surface, but according to Qin Chu’s words, there is no such strength as one-tenth of the day’s training in the restricted area.

Before the beginning of systematic training, Jing Xia still secretly smug in his heart.

In the past life, he has seen Ji Chuan’s means of honing people. It really made him suffer a lot. Even the next day, he almost couldn’t wait for the man’s face and his neckline. He shouted: Desperate! We never give up!

But in fact, after such hellish training, the strength of Jingxia has indeed improved a lot. However, Jing Xia is never expected, in this life Ji Chuan can actually do even more embarrassing! ! !

High-intensity physical training, reaction training that can't stop for a moment, battle training, cooperative training, strategy training, etc., etc., so that Jing Xia, who did not take training seriously, also took off half a layer.

If the recent weather is no longer so hot, Jing Xia has no doubt that more than half of the evolutionary people on the first day will faint in heat stroke!

And after every painful torture training every day, the only thing that can comfort Jingxia is that -

Ji Chuan presented: "Xiao Xia, I..."

Jing Xia: "Well, I am tired, good night."

Ji Chuan presented: "..."

Ji Chuan presented: "Little summer, wash first..."

Jing Xia: "Good night."

Ji Chuan presented: "..."

Ji Chuan presented: "..."

Jing Xia: "Good night."

This kind of physical state, "I can't wait to fall back to the dormitory and just want to fall to the ground and fall asleep." After a month, Jingxia finally got slow.

In fact, in the entire evolutionary team, his state is already very high. If you don't see it, how many evolutionary people with poor physical fitness will not even persist in training, and they will faint directly on the field!

But even then, no one has ever said a word of complaint. Because they all know that these three months represent not leisure Anping, but -

Quiet before the storm.

Once you relax your vigilance, you will have a more horrible ending in the brewing of time.

The horizon on the east side has begun to have a little white belly. The vast sky is also dotted with sparse stars. The pointed crescent is high over the sky and has not been completely sunken by the sun. It was such a cold and chilly morning, and the biological clock also made Jingxia wake up early, and the action began to wear clothes quickly.

He had just pulled the coat on the quilt, just wearing a sleeve, and his eyes suddenly gathered around the man who was wearing clothes slowly. Exquisite doubles and big, Jingxia exclaimed: "Achuan! Why haven't you got up yet?! You shouldn't have been standing in the training field at this time in the past, and the king is reprimanding...the amount..."

Ji Chuan presented: "..."

Putting a slightly tight black jacket, Ji Chuan sighed slightly, then reluctantly said: "I didn't say it last night, are you going to the institute today? The training is due to the main responsibility of Yu and Chen Zhongyu today. Two don't have to go today."

"..." was silent for a long while, and Jing Xia was cold and uttered a sentence: "Sleep and sleep!!!"

The young man who was just preparing to get up early fell asleep in the next second. This speed was so fast that Ji Chuan was not responding. He couldn’t help but smack the lips and intend to call the youth to start again. He heard the low breathing sound. The ground rang, and the hand that stretched him in midair suddenly froze.

"..."

The right hand finally reluctantly caressed on the back of Jing Xia Jin, and Ji Chuan thought for a long while, decided -

go to bed!

When Jingxia finally woke up and went to the institute with Jichuan, it was close to nine. This time is not too late for the people before the end of the world, but there is a sense of guilt in the heart of Jingxia.

You know, they have all got up in less than five o'clock in the past month or so.

The morning sun is gentle and soft, without the glare of burning. Jingxia and Jichuan accelerated their footsteps on the road, and after a turn they saw the entrance to the institute.

There are not many people on the road, because ordinary people have already evacuated to the newly built houses in the 1st to 10th districts in the past few months. Most of the evolutionary people need to follow Devil's training behind Jichuan, naturally no one has time to walk around the street.

But when I arrived at the institute, there were still a lot of evolutionists.

When they saw Jing Xia and Ji Chuan, they nodded lightly and then continued to perform their own guard tasks.

When Jing Xia found the praise, the other side was holding a small sharp sharp knife, and a little bit of the small black scorpion trembled with tears and tears. The knife tip flashed with glare under the shadowless lamp, causing Jingxia’s heart to tremble, and subconsciously shouted: “Glory, what do you want to do!”

Yang Yang was not disturbed by the sudden sound. He gently poked himself on the small, rolling paws and got a drop of blood mixed with meat. He then handed it over to the assistant on the side and got up. Look at Jingxia.

His gaze stayed on the skin of the summer-stained wheat-colored skin for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "Xiao Xiazi, your skin is really... too healthy."

Jing Xia could not help but black face.

In such a sun exposure, even if he is not so dark, the skin color is slightly blackened. This kind of skin color is actually whiter than the normal Chinese people, but now suddenly standing in the white body to the extraordinary praise, but let him inexplicably a little bit... "self-defeating shape."

Jichuan’s deep gaze lingered for a long time in the face with a smile, and finally stayed on the skin of his neck that had apparently exposed the blue veins. His eyebrows rose slightly, and he said coldly: "You are too white."

Jingxia immediately responded: "Yes! You are too white!"

祁 却 却 却 却 却 却 却 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | But it can be passed into the ears of everyone in the lab.

Jing Xia’s ear is slightly hot: “...”

There is no fluctuation in the face of Ji Chuan’s handsome and beautiful, as if he did not hear the sound of deliberately ridiculous. His gaze stayed for a moment in the busy assistant behind him, and then he cried and asked, "When did you become so white?"

After listening to Ji Chuan’s words, Jing Xia noticed the obvious abnormal skin color.

The skin color that was previously praised is white, probably because of the long absence of the day, and the celebration has become a bit paler during this time. Jing Xia also discovered this in the past, but this time he had been away from the goodbye for more than a month, but he was shocked.

It’s really awkward, white is a bit abnormal!

It’s not the whiteness of the whites, the paleness of the patient, the kind of strange white. White is so horrible that white can make the blood vessels under the skin slightly prominent. Such white people have never seen Jing Xia before...

wrong.

Jing Xia thought of it, the mutant beast was once so morbidly white!

This kind of thought only disappeared in the mind of Jingxia for a moment and disappeared without a trace. He did not establish any connection between the mutant beast and the praise. At this time, I just heard the sound of "叽叽" suddenly rising up, and attracted the attention of Jingxia all over the past.

He immediately walked quickly to the cuboid glassware, and looked helplessly at the meaty little thing. He did not stop the small claws without nails and pulled on the glass wall, making a "second time" sound.

“叽叽叽叽!叽叽叽叽叽叽叽叽!!!”

Look at me now! Do not love you, see the soul! ! !

Jing Xia nodded: "Well, I have been fatter recently. It seems that the days are good."

"叽叽叽叽!!!"

go away! ! ! !

He raised his hands in his pockets and smiled at the scene where the one person and the beast interacted. Suddenly he heard a low and helpless voice ringing in his ear: "Glimp... What happened to your body?"

The body suddenly stiffened and returned to normal in an extremely fast time. The singer evokes a sly smile and tone: "How? Right hand? Well, it's useless, it's not a big problem. Yang’s Yu Guang saw the Jingxia, whose face was getting dark.

"Glory, you give me a go!" Jing Xia fried hair.

Celebrate the helpless share of the hand.

Ji Chuan was silently watching his unintentional look, his lips twitching, but he still said nothing.

In addition to praise, other people in the Institute are mainly focusing on the development of large-scale group weapons. And Yang Yang led the most elite team in the entire institute to develop and research the most powerful weapon that humans can achieve now, stab-3.

At the time of the high-level meeting, the pioneers of the s city base had proposed that if the human camp could not defend the enemy after three months, they could only use stab-2. I would rather die with it, but also destroy these horrible top mutant beasts.

However, this proposal was met by Jichuan and the unanimous opposition.

And regardless of whether the other party will send all the power to confront the s city base, there is a faint concern in Jingxia: stab-2... Can you really kill the king of the horrible mutant beast?

The feeling of trepidation that is difficult to resist when confronted with the other side, even in retrospect, can make Jing Xia’s heart tremble fiercely, and there is a kind of silent pressure to attack him.

Without full confidence, humans must not take this risk.

Holding a thick genetic analysis table in his left hand, his right hand is weakly inserted in his pocket, praising the dense numbers for a long time, then looking up at Jing Xia and Ji Chuan, saying: "Today let you Come because I have some thoughts on stab-3, and... there is a 50% chance of narrowing its scope to within ten meters of the diameter."