Zhou Jinru's world collapsed and he lost everything except his life.
After hiding in a corner and crying bitterly, he chose to be a volunteer, in order to survive and for the sake of the people who devoted their efforts to him.
He watched with his own eyes a man named Wang Chongyang become a dazzling star, and sometimes he wondered what choices he would make if he had that kind of power.
The process of fighting the disaster is not smooth sailing, and the situation is even getting worse. More and more volunteers are being recruited to join the army and become recruits, and Zhou Jinru is one of them.
After a battle, he climbed out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood with his bloody comrades on his back. Finally, he found out that this man's name was Wang Chongyang, and they almost died.
Zhou Jinru refused the transfer to the logistics. He met another person, a man wearing black-rimmed glasses, and with him were more than a dozen comrades.
"You are going to learn explosive techniques. This explosive technique will accelerate the loss of your vitality, but correspondingly, you can gain more powerful power."
Perhaps after learning that all his family members were killed by those monsters, Zhou Jinru didn't care much about his own life. In order to learn explosive skills, he passed out several times in a row. Gradually, he developed a good impression of an intern doctor who took care of him.
After every battle, this trainee doctor was responsible for his physical examination.
"Aguang is too desperate. I'm worried that he will die because of this. He is still young. Find a woman for him. Once he has a family, he won't be so desperate."
The scene freezes with Wang Chongyang lowering his head and whispering in Zhang Taiyue's ear. It turns out that the seemingly clumsy intern doctor was arranged by them to stop him from risking his life.
The development of the disaster is more difficult than imagined. Even with Wang Chongyang and super soldiers like them, the situation is still heading towards a desperate situation.
Zhou Jinru was fighting on the front line. Unexpectedly, a city behind him was raided. None of the millions of humans escaped, including the intern doctor with a sweet smile.
"I won't advise you this time, brother, we will die together. This is our last battle. If we win, we will live together, if we lose, we will die together."
Wang Chongyang took a ship built at the Taiyue base and went deep into the ground to eliminate the core of the disaster. Half of the super soldiers accompanied him and the other half stayed on the ground.
In the end, they won and lost Wang Chongyang.
From that day on, Zhou Jinru became the most powerful super soldier in the world, until he was overtaken and surpassed by Defender No. 003 who later emerged.
He was sleeping in the Taiyue base, never appeared, and was forgotten by the world.
The scene changes. Defender No. 003 saves two worlds about to collide, at the cost of being reset to zero. Defender No. 004 wakes up and faces a strange world.
Rebuilding the human order, booming technology, building a near-Earth ring, and then a planetary ring.
Watching alone until the next era, the god on earth returns.
The man in a crisp uniform stood in front of the floor-length mirror. There was no change in expression on his face. He was still him, and he was not him.
He reached out and touched the mirror, and an identical figure appeared in the mirror.
"I am you, you are me, we are the same person."
The hand that was stroking the mirror suddenly clenched into a fist, and he smashed the floor-standing mirror with all his strength. Zhou Jinru gritted his teeth and said, "You are you, and I am me!"
He tore his uniform, took off the medal on his chest and stuffed it into his pocket, and slowly raised his middle finger: "You are Defender No. 004. You are a hero. You have been protecting mankind alone for an entire era, your life." It’s yours, why should I accept everything from you?!”
In the broken mirror, a man wearing a KFC hood also appeared. He slowly took off his hood and said bitterly: "So, have you seen the hopeless and painful future? Do you want to reject this power? "
Zhou Jinru sneered: "I thank you for the help you gave me. Whether it was Saint Aral or Londinium, did you accept his power? Even so, so what, you don't dare to die, you cherish your life, so Your Vina died in Londinium! I didn’t want my life, but my Vina survived! This is the difference between us!”
He pointed at his nose with his thumb and snorted: "My Rhode Island is prosperous and there are so many girls who love me. This is my life. I am not someone's shadow, let alone someone's past. My name is Zhou Jinru, codenamed Aguang. They call me Mr. Four, because I am really Mr. Four. I can do what you can’t do!”
"No matter what the future is, I will continue. Even if I die, I will not let any operator die in front of me. I am Defender No. 004, but I am definitely not the incarnation of someone!"
Zhou Jinru exhaled a breath of turbidity. He watched the two shadows gradually dissipate, the picture in front of him shattered, and the whole person began to fall.
…
"The target has left the quantum realm."
"Rejecting everything, insisting on oneself, and the pride that goes deep into the bone marrow, even if all memories are washed away, the character will not change. Otherwise, how can we deceive those alien gods and send him to the distant future? Defender No. 004 is indeed Dead, but Zhou Jinru is alive, huh, who would have thought?"
The corners of Zhang Taiyue's mouth turned up slightly.
…
Terra year 996, Sargon region.
It was already late at night. A young man was running wildly on the street with a wooden box in his arms. He was out of breath as he ran. Twenty meters behind him, several samurai armed with sharp blades were chasing after him.
"Hoo, ho, am I going to die here?"
The young man's physical strength was no match for those warriors. He ran out of breath and was unable to distance himself. He lost his balance and fell to the ground.
The whistling sound of a sharp blade came, and just as it was about to cut him, a silver light suddenly appeared, and something fell out, but the samurai ignored it and rushed straight towards the young man.
"It's over!"
boom!
With a loud noise, the six warriors holding sharp blades flew back, and even the sharp blades in their hands were broken.
I saw a figure lying between them, full of evil aura, as if he had just come off the battlefield.
Someone jumped out to protect him. The young man was overjoyed and shouted quickly: "Which chieftain sent you here?"
No one responded.
The young man frowned slightly. Could it be that the other party was unwilling to reveal his identity?
He shouted again: "I am Talat Pasha, protect me and I will pay you gold!"
The man turned around and glanced at him. The shocked young man sat down on the ground.
What a terrifying face, almost unrecognizable. The skin and flesh melted, and the bright red flesh was exposed.
"Where is this?"
A deep voice came, and the young pasha was excited and said quickly: "This is Sargon!"
