Gao Wu: Landing 3,000 Years Into the Future

"Hoo-hoo--"

In the room, Lin Feng did a set of 24 martial arts body-building movements three times in one breath. A layer of light mist lingered on the surface of his body, and his originally pale face also had a few more flushes.

"If I don't have nightmares in the next two days, I may be able to replenish the depleted blood value before the first monthly exam of the third year of high school."

Lin Feng thought silently in his heart.

The situation is not optimistic. The passing line of the monthly exam is 5, and the combat value is around 50.

But his current blood value is 4.3, and the combat value is only over 30.

It is not easy to reach the passing line of the monthly exam organized by the school in a short time through repeated boring body-building practice!

So far, Lin Feng still doesn't know why he has nightmares?

According to the information found on the Internet, the causes of nightmares are generally sleeping posture, diet, illness and mental state.

The first three can be ruled out. Could it be that he is under great pressure due to the approaching college entrance examination?

Lin Feng cannot confirm.

The question is, he has experienced the college entrance examination in his previous life, so his psychological endurance is stronger than that of ordinary people?

Is he really possessed?

Or is he infected by an unknown alien virus, which affects his mind and causes hallucinations?

Lin Feng's mind is getting more and more confused.

Maybe he is tired from practicing. Thinking about it, he felt sleepy. He yawned tiredly, went to bed, and fell into a deep sleep soon.

……

The wind howled, the world was quiet and desolate, and the gray fog filled every corner of the area.

Depression, despair, desolation...

Lin Feng opened his eyes again, and what he saw was still this creepy and terrifying world.

"Fuck, this dream again."

Lin Feng swallowed his saliva and stood there, already wanting to cry but without tears.

He didn't pinch himself, because trying to wake himself up through pain didn't work at all.

"Uh uh uh——"

Before he could see clearly around him, a strange sound came from his ears, as if someone was stuck in the throat, accompanied by a rustling sound of mopping the floor.

"Who?"

Lin Feng stood there, his hair all over his body standing up.

Not long after, he saw a shadow on the right side, where the fog was stirring and the strange wind was blowing, and then a tall, stiff human figure appeared in front of him.

It was the old corpse with a rotten body.

Different from the last time.

The old corpse had a gray complexion, deep eye sockets, and the pupils of the eyeballs had disappeared, leaving only a pair of empty holes.

There was a scar on his face, the gap was 20 centimeters long, and the bloody wound cut off half of his gray face bones. Black blood flowed and black flesh rolled up, which was shocking.

Has the old corpse recently fought with other monsters?

When the old corpse moved forward, its whole body swayed like a machine, and its joints creaked, as if it was a soulless body wandering in the world.

It was almost exactly the same as the zombies that Lin Feng had seen in movies and TV series in his previous life.

"Huh"Huh!"

The cold wind blew, like a knife scraping, making people's faces hurt.

"Run?"

Lin Feng didn't run this time, because the old corpse was too fast, and this was a dream, so he would die if he died!

He planned to defeat the nightmare.

After all, being trapped in a weird world and hiding blindly would not solve the problem at all.

Youth is in vain if you don't go crazy.

Lin Feng rolled up his sleeves, picked up a stone nearby, and charged in the opposite direction.

"Who's afraid of who? I'm at the bottom of the class, but at least my health value is 4.3. Whether it's strength or speed, it's far beyond the standard of normal men in my previous life. Would I be afraid of a mere corpse like you? ”

In reality, the World Martial Arts Alliance has issued a set of standards. The first-level warrior’s blood value is 10, and the combat value is 100.

Lin Feng can barely be considered half a warrior now.

Although his practical course performance is very poor and he only knows some simple fighting skills, it does not affect his current momentum at all.

Lin Feng screamed, took a run-up, and threw the stone in his hand at the old corpse’s face.

Unexpectedly.

This tall old corpse with a dull expression, with a numb face, actually turned a blind eye to his attack, neither dodging nor blocking.

Then the stone hit his forehead hard, with great force.

The old corpse stepped back a few steps, and could not stand steadily under the huge impact, and fell on his back.

His forehead was deformed, and a hole was smashed out.

“It seems that it’s just like this! ”

Lin Feng’s confidence rose.

Seeing the old corpse struggling to get up, he rushed forward to finish him off, hitting him with the stone in his hand several times in a row.

“Crack.”

Finally, the old corpse’s skull made a crisp sound of breaking.

The fist-sized stone was also embedded in the old corpse’s head. The other party’s body twitched a few times and then there was no movement at all.

There was only a bloody mess on the ground, and pus was flowing.

Only then did Lin Feng notice that the chest of the old corpse was empty, and the heart was gone.

It seemed that the old corpse had really fought with some powerful monster before, and his heart was hollowed out, and he had already run out of energy.

No wonder he was so vulnerable?

“What’s going on? Why can’t you wake up? "

Lin Feng frowned, thinking that this lifeless dream was too real.

Just when he was confused.

A black and red mist suddenly rushed out from the old corpse lying on the ground, steaming out, and pierced into Luo Feng's eyebrows like an arrow.

"Ah!" Lin Feng was shocked. Before he could react, he felt a hot current spreading in his forehead.

In his mind, some fragmented memories surged wildly, like movie clips flashing one by one.

Fragmented memories spread out like water:

...

The tall and burly old man in a long robe, wearing the noble medal of "Martial Master", was talking to a group of vigorous young people.

"The training days are hard, right? The actual combat scenes are also dangerous, right? You have graduated., have you ever regretted it?"

"Never regret it, this has always been our ideal (laughing)."

"From now on, you are a member of the No. 01 Dragon City Base Defense Team, line up to receive your number."

"Yes, teacher, we will never let you down! (excited)"

"You must call the commander."

"Yes, commander. (laughing)"

"The two things I taught you, breathing and body training, are life-saving skills for survival. From now on, you must practice them while eating and sleeping. The more strength you have, the more chances you have to survive. I am old, and the hope and burden of continuing the human race will fall on your shoulders. Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

......

"Squad 6, squad 7, squad 8, squad 9, please answer if you hear me, please answer if you hear me. ”

“Report, number yy4762, meet the commander!”

“Where are they? Where did they go?”

“Report to the commander, they are all dead, I am the only one left alive among the four teams (silence).”

“Number yy4762, listen to the order, enter the Azure immediately.”

“Commander, what about you?”

“I will cover you, remember, you are also the fire of mankind, shouldering the fate of the people, remember, remember…”

“Commander. (tears)"

The base was broken.

The beasts invaded, darkness and disaster were coming.

The figure of the old man was submerged, blood flew everywhere, leaving only the wailing of the end of life.

…

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, and in his pupils, there was a deep sadness.

He seemed to have watched a long movie.

The protagonist was a tall and burly old man.

He lived, fought, and hoped for the hope of mankind all his life, and never gave up.

Even if the world was swallowed by darkness and eroded by beasts in the end, he was always fighting to buy time.

This is a heroic old man.

That memory.

It was like a doomsday disaster movie.

After a long time, Lin Feng came back to his senses, and a confusion arose in his heart: "Strange, why can I read the old corpse's memory before his death? ”

Could it be that he was in a deep dream?

Unfortunately, no one could give him the answer, and he had to find it all by himself.

“Hey, bury him!”

In the pitch-black night, the cold wind was howling, and Lin Feng dragged the corpse, walking alone in this dark and gloomy world.

Looking for a place to bury.

Not long after, he saw a cemetery.

In the darkness, a number of graves without tombstones were sleeping quietly. A gust of cold wind blew, blowing the grass on the graves, and even rolled up some dirt and debris, rushing towards Lin Feng.

Although it was the first time to come here, and it was still in a dream, facing such a place still made Lin Feng feel particularly palpitating.

He gritted his teeth and walked towards the cemetery step by step.

Not long after walking, the feeling of someone behind him made his heart beat violently.

"Who?"

Putting down the body, Lin Feng looked back suddenly!

It was dark, nothing.

But in the distance, he vaguely saw a majestic and magnificent huge building.

The building looked like a ferocious dragon, entrenched on the earth, high above, looking down on the common people.

The building was flickering with dark light, and the windows were like eyes, staring at Lin Feng from a distance.

"Or, retreat quickly!"

Lin Feng found an empty pit, buried the body, and quickly filled it with soil.

But at this time, several wandering corpses crawled out of the graveyard, they spewed black smoke, walked crookedly, like the zombies in modern movies and TV dramas, constantly surrounding them.

Lin Feng didn't know where he got the courage from, but he faced the challenge and rushed towards one of the corpses in blue clothes.

"Bang."

Lin Feng rushed forward and twisted his arm, punched out, and broke the opponent's head neatly.

The corpse's head rolled to the ground like a broken ball, and Lin Feng was stunned.

"My actual combat strength seems to be wrong..."

He looked down at his hands in disbelief.

Silently recalling the action just now.

Familiar yet strange!

It seemed that he had used it countless times in life-and-death combat, almost becoming instinct, and used it subconsciously.

That kind of timing and strength was a realm that he, a scumbag in the school, had never reached before.

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