Yes, change!

Everything is changing, will humans be special and will not change? Of course, the answer is not.

On that night, humans were also changing.

That feeling will never be forgotten in your life if you have experienced it once.

Everything starts with your eyes, and you will suddenly discover that everything around you slows down, but the reality is that your speed is getting faster.

Then, you will feel your body swelling, and there is a force that has to vent, and then when you kick a mouse that attacks you, you will watch it split in front of you in surprise.

But in normal circumstances, it shouldn’t be easy for ordinary people to deal with a dog?

You can't believe all this, but the next second, you will easily avoid a piece of debris blowing from a hurricane...

I am a changer and I have experienced it all.

However, you will not feel joy. When you find that the foundation of all these changes is based on great destruction, there is only sorrow in your heart.

And my sorrow happened the next moment.

The earthquake continued and would shake every few minutes. This time the vibration caused an iron frame beside her to fall down. We had to separate our hands firmly and avoid the iron frame...

But no one expected that this time, the release would be the separation of eternal life.

The iron frame avoided, but the three giant rats lying behind her rushed out!

Look, I thought I became Superman and I could escape with her, but I didn't do it.

....

...

I originally wanted to be a real recorder. I wanted to spread this diary in the years to allow future generations of mankind to see how our civilization was subverted from the perspective of an eyewitness, and think about how fragile we are in the vast universe?

Unfortunately, I can't escape the shackles of my feelings, I can't record the cruelty of the last moment and all the cruelty that follows.

For example, crying and shouting in the ruins, even if I become a superman, I can't find any trace left by my parents.

I am their son, even if I am incompetent, I cannot stop the death caused by the disaster.

Why did I even hope to hold a handful of loess and give them the final farewell?

The words are calm, but the tears are surging in my eyes. I don’t have tears to flow, it’s dry, but my eyes are stinging.

I have used all my strength to describe the moment when the disaster happened.

However, after enduring the pain of memories, my thoughts were still messy, less than one ten thousandth of the scene at that time, and the description was only the tip of the iceberg.

But if someone in later generations saw this diary, what would he think of?

Don't be afraid, just guess boldly.

Your thoughts will be the same as mine, and this is a conspiracy of unexplained purpose.

From purple moon, to meteor shower, to beast disaster, to natural disaster... everything is like a premeditation, suddenly pulled away.

Isn't it? If you think carefully, you will find traces of "artificial". If the mastermind behind this is a wise creature, I will call him a human.

Destroy weapons with purpose, even organize mutated creatures, and then useless methods to launch natural disasters.

I said this, but it was not because I was stimulated and talked nonsense.

Destroying weapons will not be so purposeful and targeted without wisdom.

Tissue mutations have other survivors who have seen humanoid monsters in their organization. What are they?

As for the natural disaster? It is very strange. It is very violent, but it is just right to control it on the basis of not causing complete destruction.

At least Superman can avoid it, like me.

Then, I got some news that this destruction did not actually start that night.

It started some days before that night.

A rat disaster, an insect disaster, etc. destroyed some small villages and towns.

However, such a disaster did not happen in China, where there were many people, but in other continents with vast land and sparsely populated areas. In order to avoid panic, some truth was deliberately suppressed.

Now everything is exposed.

Everyone sighs.

It felt like experimenting with a small village and town, and then when the purple moon rose, it felt like it was completely starting to move.

The conspiracy is so strong that people can't help but think.

But even so, I still don’t think this is a destruction. If I want to destroy, as long as all kinds of actions are a little more violent, human beings will fall into a state of endless doom.

Can't it be more violent? Is this the limit? No, no one thinks that, judging from the methods of display by the organizers behind it, they can do it.

Moreover, all the disasters were concentrated on that night, and after that, the waves began to calm down...but all changes continued.

....

...

In just half a year, I experienced a lot of pain.

People say that time can bury wounds and take everything away. I admit that it can take everything away, but just bury wounds but not necessarily.

At least although my wounds began to scab, the bloody flesh was still dripping from the blood scab...

The words are calm and cannot describe one millionth of pain.

Occasionally I want to give up, want to fall asleep completely, immerse myself in the dream of civilization, and never wake up again.

Everything is very difficult nowadays, just as hard as the primitive people are facing this planet. The difference is that everything around them has become a bit terrible and a little strange.

But we still have to live. At this time, everyone who can survive knows that living has become a mission, a mission that can continue for mankind.

So... everything in the past can only be pursued in dreams.

Tonight, I still want to dream.

If I could see someone I knew and be lucky, I could see my parents or her, I would like to tell them good news.

I have become a Purple Moon Warrior.

Yes, in this era, people have given a new title to the surviving Superman - the Purple Moon Warrior.

Under the devilish purple moon, the warrior still insists on fighting!

I have also become one of them. Thinking about it, I feel that I am immediately strong and resolute.

If I could live a long life, I would like to become an observer of the times, record the beginning of this world-breaking beginning, the difficulties of every day, and the struggle of every day...

**

"Hu..." Tang Ling raised her head, closed the book with a snap, and began to breathe heavily.

His body was actually not tired at all. A set of physical skills and gentle medicinal soup eliminated his fatigue.

But his heart was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

Tang Ling thought he was a very calm person, and sometimes he was even calm enough to be a little cold-blooded, but for some reason, after seeing the truth about the collapse of the times, he felt a heavy feeling that he could not extricate himself.

Does this sensitivity belong to him? Tang Ling is very confused, just like he cares a lot about these things in his bones... Is it the disappearing memories at work?

A book called "Purple Moon Records" is actually very thick, and later it also records some important things from the Purple Moon era.

For example, the true definition of the Purple Moon Warrior, what is the difference between each level?

What are other professionals? Where does super technology come from, etc.

However, Tang Ling is not in the mood to watch now.

He looked up at Boss Huang. At this time, Boss Huang also looked at Tang Ling. His eyes were very deep, as if there were countless secrets.

But Tang Ling felt that this look had an inexplicable resonance with his heart.

At that moment, Tang Ling felt that Boss Huang must have known more about the truth.

He wiped the water from his face and sweating, and asked in a low voice: "Boss, is it a conspiracy?"

"Yes." Boss Huang answered directly without hesitation.

The upheaval of the times is really a conspiracy? Who did it? Who has such an invisible hand that can subvert the world?

"Alien?" Tang Ling raised his eyebrows.

"Beast of the story." Boss Huang replied, he had no intention of joking.

"No? Who will that be? Why should it be destroyed? Isn't it cruel? Why?" Tang Ling stood up from the barrel excitedly.

"Who is it?" Boss Huang also stood up, walked slowly to the window, looking at the dark sea in the night from afar, silent.

The fire of the pipe was unstable, and the rising smoke almost wrapped Boss Huang in it.

"Did you understand it? It is clearly stated in the diary that this is not destruction."

"As for who it is, I tell you that it is my own person, do you believe it?" Boss Huang's tone suddenly became frivolous, but he didn't look at Tang Ling, but just kept looking out the window.

Tang Ling held blood in his throat and almost spit out! Boss Huang's answer might as well not answer, as it would be even more confusing to hear it.

At this time, Boss Huang turned around and looked at Tang Ling, his eyes becoming a little stern: "I want to explore the truth of the world? Do you think you are qualified now?"

"It's ridiculous to discuss this with you as an ant who wants to save the world."

"I didn't say I wanted to save the world..." Tang Ling murmured.

"Shut up. Since you don't want to save the world, it doesn't matter what the truth is. If you can live for a long time, you have to learn to curb your curiosity when necessary."

"If I were you, I would read the contents of the following "Purple Moon Records". I think that everything is more practical for you."

"Just now, look at it. You probably don't even know what the first-level Purple Moon Warrior is? What standards are used to measure it. He is really brave enough to know nothing. He dares to provoke so many people for no reason and has experienced so many battles. He can only say that you are lucky." Boss Huang interrupted Tang Ling's words and then said something else.

But Tang Ling's face became increasingly ugly: "Do you know who I am?"

"You are Tang Ling, aren't you?" Boss Huang vomited a smoke ring and looked at Tang Ling: "Are you thinking you are stupid or me?"

While speaking, Boss Huang quickly came to the desk, took out a few newspapers from the storage clip in a corner of the desk, and threw them on Tang Ling's face.
Chapter completed!