The mutated soldiers stationed at the station level seemed to be very familiar with Ah Fa, and they all greeted each other.
At this time, an officer wearing a shabby military uniform walked up to Ah Fa and patted Ah Fa on the shoulder and said: "Brother, you are finally back. The general is looking for you!"
"I understand, I'll be there right away." Afa seemed to be bored by these conversations, and walked forward after saying hello.
After entering the level, Song Ziyu saw more refugees and survivors.
These people are like bugs hiding in any corner of the subway station, either joining a group to keep warm, or in a numb daze.
Of course, there are many dead people here.
Song Ziyu noticed that there was almost no expression on the faces of these survivors, and their shapes and appearances also showed signs of mutation more or less.
Even if they are hundreds of meters deep underground, people still cannot escape the persecution of radiation.
"It's too miserable." Song Ziyu sighed.
"You won't feel it once you get used to it." Afa said lightly.
The two of them continued walking like this, walking deep into the subway station.
In the distance, another line of defense appeared.
This place is more chaotic than other places. There are people wailing and groaning everywhere, and a large group of mutated soldiers are busy setting up obstacles.
"Afa, you're here."
The general who was ordering people to set up a defense line saw Ah Fa and took the initiative to say hello. The eyeballs on his rotten face were about to burst out of their sockets.
"Afa, Professor and the others have moved to Xishuitan Station. The mutant zombie wave is about to attack here. You should go there quickly."
The general spoke.
"I know..." Afa sighed and lit a cigarette for the general as usual.
The rotten-faced general puffed out a cigarette and said, "This may be the last time we meet. I will stay here and live and die with the front."
Afa shook his head and said, "No, you will live a long life."
After saying that, Ah Fa snapped his fingers and motioned for Song Ziyu to follow.
"The conversation you had just now was so strange!" Song Ziyu said.
"Of course, because I have had this conversation countless times." Afa sighed.
"What do you mean?" Song Ziyu didn't quite understand Afa's answer.
Afa smiled and said: "You will meet Dr. Liu at the temporary research institute at Xishuitan Station later. He will tell you and me that the West Railway area will soon be engulfed by the zombie wave, and the largest human settlement in the subway station will soon become a paradise for zombies. …”
Song Ziyu was confused.
But just as Afa said, after walking through the long corridor, the two came to Xishuitan Station, a temporary human settlement, and met a group of crazy mutant scientists.
These people are looking for something in the vast smoke-like waste files.
"What are they doing?" Song Ziyu asked.
"Find the anchor point and save the world." Afa explained: "From the abandoned old files, find the clues about the zombie virus outbreak that year, and then establish the anchor point."
"With the guidance and guidance of these anchor points, I will travel back and save the world."
"It's so inefficient!" Song Ziyu said, "Why don't you use a computer?"
Afa shrugged and said, "This is a stupid question for you to ask."
An old man who was immersed in his work stood up and said, "If there was a computer, we wouldn't have to go to such trouble. Maybe we would have completed the task long ago."
"What do you mean by this?" Song Ziyu asked.
The old man cursed: "Are you an idiot? Thermonuclear war destroyed root servers and mirror servers around the world, and also cut off all communication network channels. We have no network available at all. Even if we give you a computer, you can only Can be used to crack walnuts."
Song Ziyu exhaled after hearing this: "So that's it, it's me who's out."
The old man ignored Song Ziyu and instead looked at Ah Fa: "Afa, how is the situation of this operation?"
Afa thought for a while and said, "It's hard to say... You have to read the newspaper to know the specific situation."
At this time, an old professor walked in from the door.
Seeing the visitor, Ah Fa introduced Song Ziyu: "This is Professor Liu. He is the person in charge of the entire time travel and rescue plan."
The old man who already had obvious signs of mutation ignored Song Ziyu and said directly to Afa: "You are finally back. The zombie wave is about to engulf the West Railway District. The survivors there are finished!"
Afa didn't take it seriously when he heard this, and still looked indifferent.
But Song Ziyu’s perception is completely different.
Afa showed his ability to predict the future in front of him.
This is a little scary.
What Professor Liu said was almost exactly the same as what Afa said!
…
Professor Liu ignored Song Ziyu from beginning to end. Instead, he asked Afa: "How did your operation go? Did you find the source of the infection?"
Afa shook his head and said: "I arrived late! The newspaper had been processed that year, and there were problems with the time and location... By the time I arrived, the infection had already occurred."
Upon hearing this, Professor Liu immediately said to everyone around him: "Let's all take action. I need first-hand feedback."
After saying that, Professor Liu also devoted himself to searching old files.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Song Ziyu couldn't help but ask: "How do you know what he said?"
Ah Fa said calmly: "I have heard the same words no less than ten times. How could I not know?"
"This..." Song Ziyu finally realized something was abnormal.
Afa didn't mean to hide it, and said directly: "I envy you a little. When you traveled through time, although time was relatively static, the river of time was moving forward slowly after all, but I was different. I Every time I travel back, it's the same day... I'm completely trapped here."
Afa sighed: "Although I can go to any recorded time in the past with the help of these old newspapers and archives, when I came back, I was stuck at this node."
"My time can no longer move forward, I can only keep running in the past."
"Do you understand what I mean?"
After listening to Ah Fa's words, Song Ziyu couldn't help but lick her trembling lips.
Although this man gained the ability to travel through the past and even change the past, he became a prisoner of time and never had a future.
"What about you?"
Song Ziyu asked.
"What else can I do? Everyone at this point in time is repeating the same thing. Every time I travel back, as long as I change the past events, everyone's memory will be corrected, once, twice, countless times... Only My own memory has not changed...how boring it is to me." Afa sighed.
"Then you won't go crazy?" Song Ziyu thought.
Afa raised his hand and looked at his bracelet: "I don't have to go crazy, I still have a mission... God made me different, so I must have a special mission, and our mission is probably to save mankind."
When Afa said this, his expression looked very much like Jesus Christ.
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