Transmigrated as the Domesticated Rabbit of the Sick and Frail Villain in Doomsday

In "Noah" No. 4, except for the elderly children and mutant beast cubs who entered first, the remaining empty seats are reserved for the rest of ordinary people who have no power to bind chickens.

Basically all the evolutionary people stayed on the first floor spontaneously. No one asked them to do so, but they still wrinkled their eyebrows and took a deep breath, clenched their weapons, ready to break through the darkening of the line of defense. They fight to the death.

In the first layer of defense space, there are still a few huge mutant plants, even if they leave the soil, their powerful mutation ability can support them to remain active temporarily.

Most of the darkeners are corrosive, and there are also some vegetation-based darkeners to strengthen themselves by absorbing the plants on the earth.

For all earth creatures, these outsiders are monsters of plundering and killing.

Among them, the spontaneously broken rhizome of a mutant plant of forest has begun to shrink, like a section of shrunken waste wood curled up together, the trunk is also crumpled, and it falls into the skin at the touch of it.

It used to be a mutant vegetation that is closest to the eastern base and can be seen as soon as you leave the city in the base. Clusters of apricot-pink flowers will grow among the dense trees, with a very thin and soft ring on the top. Maomao, as if thinking and nervous, can consciously catch microorganisms suspended in the air.

This is a rare post-apocalyptic mutated vegetation with docile temperament. More or less evolutionary people have passed by under its dense shade, or have fallen flowers and leaves in a certain period of time. Pass by.

But at this moment, this huge vegetation is almost at the end of the day.

Most of its once dense tree shade has fallen, yellow and curled, and a thick layer is spread on the broken roots under the branches. The apricot pink flowers are also bald, and only a few dirty finger-sized ones are left. Bald.

An ordinary young woman was lining up to enter Noah's second floor. She was holding a small book with a loose shell in her hand, with a hand-made bookmark in it.

This dim, huge and solid underground base is blind to the sky, and the dome above the head is inlaid with luminous minerals, which serves as an underground "eternal light", illuminating the dried flowers in the transparent cellophane on the front page of the book clearly.

She guarded her hands tightly, as if she was guarding a baby.

A middle-aged man with a tattered jacket around him shrank his neck and cursed in a low voice. It was probably because Duan Ke and these evolved people had brain problems, and instead of entering the life-saving channel, a group of beasts entered. .

But the woman's eyes were a little numb, and she didn't feel too happy because she was about to enter the life. On the contrary, she wanted to cry happily now.

Her husband is an evolutionary person with very weak ability after the end of the world. In the later period of the wasteland, he could only collect some wild fruits and seeds of mutant plants in the periphery of the jungle to earn some food for the family.

And she herself didn't have the ability to mutate, she was just an ordinary woman. She usually cleaned up the house and cooked some simple food to wait for her husband. Entering was the only way of life in this boring world.

It’s said that once you become an evolutionary person, you will be a human being, but her husband is not that kind of person. He is still very nice and gentle to her, and there is no chaos in this era of no law because of her own identity and ability. Engage.

He often smiled and said: "I don't like my evolutionary ability, so I just raise a daughter-in-law at home."

He will also bring himself the freshest bouquets at the end of each month, apricot pink, just like the hope of eternal life.

A woman has never left the gate of the base, and she does not know what her husband’s "huge and prosperous beautiful vegetation" is like, but from the soft and blooming bouquets, she feels that even living in the base for a lifetime is good .

Although boring, but peaceful.

But all of this was destroyed in the night of great fire.

Behind him is the roaring man-eating monster, and in front of him is the gate of Noah that is about to close.

The woman's husband dragged her to run with the large group desperately. Just when she felt that her lungs were about to explode and wanted her husband to let go of her hand and escape by herself, the man suddenly lifted her arm.

He kissed his wife's face. He was obviously a person with such a weak evolutionary ability, but he was brave enough to make people palpitate.

"Daughter-in-law, give me a good life!"

He lifted his wife up with all his strength, and instantly exploded beyond what his body could bear, and threw his shocked wife into the back of his life.

The woman's body collided with a group of people behind the door, and she rolled awkwardly for several laps, her body hurting and her brain confused.

As soon as she raised her head, she saw the cold black iron gate with her dull eyes.

There were dull clashes inside and outside, accompanied by the roar of the darker and the desperate cry of human beings who could not escape.

The woman listened, tears came down.

Now she is about to enter a safer place, but all this makes her feel empty, it seems that being rescued did not make her feel happy, but heavier.

Her life was bought by her man, but without her husband, she didn't know the meaning of being alive.

Just as she walked into the second floor with the walking corpse, which was moving in silence, she smelled a faint and familiar light fragrance, and her eyes widened in surprise, and looked towards the source of the fragrance.

On the other side of the base, a huge withered and dying tree was still struggling, with its broken rhizome squirming slightly, but even so, it still used its little vitality.

A thin, soft branch separated from the dry trunk. It was very green and tender. It was slowly and carefully handed to the sluggish woman.

Immediately afterwards, at the top of the new soft branch, apricot-pink flowers grew and bloomed in the breath, creating a beautiful scene in the withering and decadent.

The woman immediately held her breath. For a long time, she tentatively stretched out her hand and picked off a flower on the tip of the branch.

The familiar smell and appearance are exactly the same as the made specimens she carried next to her body, a bunch that her husband would give herself every month.

The plant in front of me that is about to enter the end of life is what my husband said-that huge and luxuriant plant.

It is not as beautiful as the husband said, and it has not even seen that there was a grand and tiny world blooming among its branches and leaves. It shrank and withered, but the branches and leaves that tremblingly gathered were emitting a faint gleam.

This plant just felt the breath of a human woman, her body had a little bit of her own smell, maybe it was a leaf she took when she passed by her side, maybe it was a seed of her own in her pocket.

It's like the interweaving of fate, a man briefly links together two creatures that shouldn't have intersection.

After the woman took off the little flower, the giant tree that was dying at a rapid rate trembled slightly, and the few leaves among the trees fell even more.

A life that was once prosperous was fading silently at that time, whether it was seen or not, whether it was a human or a mutant beast, was watching silently at this time.

The muddy eyes of the old tortoise that had been alive for a long time were a little sad, and perhaps it was all the creatures present who could understand this dying statement best.

They are equally old and also contain huge energy.

But the difference is that the old tortoise doesn't care about life and death, but this vegetation that has no hope of life still has a deep desire for life.

The rest of the trembling branch's other small flowers stretched out again, blooming, and finally slowly curled up on the branch, and finally turned into round, bean-sized particles.

The woman's heart trembled, as if she had understood something, her fingertips lightly picked off those small particles and held them in her hands.

This is the seed of this huge vegetation, once collected by her husband, and many of the evolving people here have seen it before or before.

But these few grains are different. They contain a little bit of the origin of this plant, which is used as a carrier for reproduction and inheritance.

The books that women carry with them have accounts, a diary, and a little wish of their own.

For example, she thought for a long time and wanted to have a small life with her husband.

Thinking of this, she felt that the seeds in her hand were a bit hot.

She touched her cheek with her hand and found that a hot and humid liquid was flowing down uncontrollably, falling on the ground on her wrist, and her thin body began to shake.

So the silent crowd heard a woman crying alone and sadly, from choking to wailing.

Although they didn't know why, they were infected by the deep grief.

This kind of grief exists when you lose your loved ones, when you lose your comrade-in-arms, and it also exists in the present-the time of life and death.

Duan Ke was silent, his hands in his pockets, hands in his pockets were buckling the thread on his pockets.

At this moment, he felt that the corners of his clothes were gently pulled, and when he looked down, he found an old woman standing beside him.

The old woman was very short, with her thin back rickety, and she appeared short in front of the tall Duan Ke.

So Duan Ke's face that had been killing him softened a bit, and he asked, "What's the matter?"

The old woman's teeth were almost lost, her speech was a little unclear, she said slowly and calmly: "Lord Lord, I don't want to go in."

Duan Ke's brows suddenly frowned. Before he could speak, the old woman raised her muddy eyes again, her eyes calm and kind.

"My old lady, I have lived for more than 70 years, but I can't afford to toss my body. I'm afraid I can't wait for the new world..."

"Rather than a handful of old bones still occupying a seat, it is better to let you capable young people go in, live well, and take good care of me, and when the world is peaceful, let me see what the new world looks like."

The old woman said, her muddy eyes were a little moist.

Her wife and children disappeared at the beginning of the last days, and her daughter had a hard life. Now she is left alone and widowed. She is very lonely and survived.

Duan Ke felt even more uncomfortable. He clenched his fists. After a while, other voices sounded from the crowd who had entered the second layer of defense.

"Let me go out too, the old man has lived for sixty years, enough."

"Old sister, I will accompany you and let the children in."

"Our old bones don't have much life left. They did a great deal before we died."

"..."

The few evolutionary people who followed Duan Ke wiped their red eyes, but at this moment the few old men who could still smile in the face of life and death shed tears.

Maybe this is a human being, a complex but pure creature.