Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1560: 1 small difference

Qiao Yuansi lowered the brim of his hat, lowered his head and unlocked the door. Sakura Mizugan, who was a head taller than her, stood beside her, covering her in his shadow, blocking most of the outside world's sight.

Thanks to the sun hat she wore while hiking, she could slightly shield her face when getting off the bus. There were countless shapeshifters in her neighborhood. If any of her neighbors saw the red mark on her face, they would immediately know that she was a target who needed to use strong measures.

Of course, in her current state, it seems completely pointless to worry about whether she will be discovered by the shape-shifters.

Qiao Yuansi has always claimed to have a clear mind, but at this moment, there seemed to be countless rapids in her head, and all her thoughts were rushing, churning and fighting. Although she had finally returned home, she stood in the hall and thought for a long time, even Can't figure out what to do next.

She is about to become a shapeshifter...?

Seeing that she was motionless, Sakura Mizugan took the key from her hand, gently put a hand on her back, and led her into the living room - his attitude was as natural as This is like his own home.

When Qiao Yuansi sat on the sofa, she thought for a while, went to get a mirror and put it on the coffee table, facing her face that was torn by blood-red scratches. Except for the frighteningly large blood spots on her skin, her facial features and shape have not changed yet. Sakura Mizugan also sat down on the sofa next to her and looked at her without saying a word.

"...Why didn't you leave and instead came home with me?" Qiao Yuansi glanced at him for a few times, then he didn't want to look at himself anymore, and would rather look at him.

"There are several reasons."

"What?"

She had only asked Ying Shui'an to speak directly once, but this person had obviously given up on euphemism completely. "Well, first of all, I want to observe you up close and detect your changes. This will help me understand the world better... I still have a lot of confusion. Second, when you become a fallen species , I plan to kill you, so I can temporarily use your house to stay and rest."

Is this person some kind of bandit?

Any other time, Qiao Yuanji would have been frightened when she heard these words, but the torture and fright she suffered today had reached its peak, and she really couldn't spare the energy to be afraid of Yingshui An; therefore, she could only say numbly : "Really...what else?"

He said "several" reasons, so there should be at least more than two, but I don't know why he paused and didn't finish. He could even tell him that he wanted to kill himself, but the third reason why he didn't tell him was God knows how unpleasant it was.

Sakura Mizugan rubbed her nose. "Although I didn't need you to take me to escape just now, you still helped me after all..."

Qiao Yuansi looked at him and blinked.

"I'll stay here so I can see if there's anything I can do to help you." He finally finished dryly.

Qiao Yuansi lowered his head and smiled slightly. "I...if I really become like that, I might be killed by you because you helped me."

Sakura Mizugan said "Hmm" through his nose for a full second - as if he didn't know what to say in this situation. After a while, he squeezed out a sentence that didn't seem to be comforting: "Anyway, I'll be here then."

Speak of fear, Qiao Yuansi is not so scared now. Listening to his descriptions of the fallen species in other worlds, it seems that they are all a group of creatures shrouded in misery and violence, and can never escape the darkness. She was about to become that kind of thing... This really made her unable to have much sense of reality, and she even wanted to laugh: maybe as soon as she opened her eyes, she would wake up from the tent sleeping bag and realize that this was all a scene. Dream on.

Her thoughts drifted away from the fallen species, and she gradually remembered more of what he had said. As she thought about it, she couldn't help but be startled. She didn't know how she had thought of it, so she quickly raised her head and asked, "That's not right. You said that survivors in the doomsday world will either become fallen species or evolve. So, is it possible for me... to become an evolved person?" What?"

When Sakura Mizugan raised his eyes, a cool light flashed from under his eyelashes.

"Theoretically, it is possible."

He tilted his head, and his cheeks, neck, and Adam's apple were all dyed half white and half dark in the skylight under the window, like a plaster sculpture staring into an empty room in a deserted art room after school. She was obviously still here, but when Ying Shui'an looked at her, it seemed as if the living room was already empty - his look told Qiao Yuanji the answer earlier than his answer.

"It's just that in the four days I've been here, I've seen enough fallen species, normal people, and normal people who want to become fallen species...but I've never seen one who wants to evolve. Normal people."

Qiao Yuansi closed his eyes, feeling empty for a moment, as if an anesthetic had been applied to his reaction nerves. She heard herself murmuring: "You and I are in the same room, won't it also infect you?"

Sakura Mizugan was silent for a few seconds. "I'll be fine. This 'deformation' is not an airborne virus, otherwise you would have been infected."

He paused here, rubbed his hair a little irritably, and said, "I really don't understand why you are still worried about others at this time."

Qiao Yuansi opened his eyes and smiled reluctantly at him. "Maybe it's because I'm a person who never looks back until I hit the wall. I always feel that my life will not end like this, and I won't allow it... I suddenly have an idea, which may explain why you haven't seen the local evolution. Those."

"What is it?"

"Those who transformed are not considered fallen species." She looked at the ceiling and said, "So, there are no evolved people."

Sakura Mizugan seemed to be stunned for a moment.

When he didn't answer, she continued: "You told me that after the end of other worlds, the surviving humans will begin to develop two evolutionary directions in order to adapt to the new living environment. One is a fallen species, and the other is an evolver. This is essentially the law of evolution."

These terms and information are all new to her, but that doesn't mean she can't put them under logical analysis.

"If we use this set of prerequisites to examine this world, you will find that you cannot substitute. Is this world over? It should be over, otherwise you will not be transported; but in this end of the world In fact, human beings have never encountered survival pressure at all."

Ying Shui'an didn't say anything, but leaned forward a little, listening very attentively.

"Yes, those people's faces have been deformed, and then what? You also said that they are still working and living as before, maintaining the normal operation of human society... They did not destroy the world, and naturally no one was destroyed. The world in turn exerts survival pressure on human beings. Without this survival pressure, life would still be the same as before, and then human beings would not have a new development direction."

"What do you mean..." Sakura Shui'an frowned slightly.

“When everyone in a world turns into monsters, the old human world will naturally end. In this sense, it is not wrong to say it is the end of the world. But the behavior of monsters is not the same as before. There is a big difference - I believe there must be small differences, but from a macro perspective, monster society and human society are the same. Horses can still run and dances can still dance. If I also become a monster, next month I will You still have to go to school and work, right?"

On her way home just now, she had observed enough such examples: workers repairing wires, restaurant owners, delivery truck drivers... Looking from a distance, the only changes in them were that they s face.

"I understand." Sakura Shui'an breathed out hoarsely.

Qiao Yuansi nodded. "In other words, deformation, a doomsday factor, is more cunning than other types of radiation and poisonous gases. Because after it spreads, it does not cause social unrest, and people have no pressure to survive, so they will not evolve... …The inability to evolve means that there is no ability to resist. Transformation is like a kind of influenza, which will spread more and more widely, until eventually the world is full of shape-shifters, but there will still be no evolvers.”

"This can indeed explain why I haven't seen a local evolver yet." Sakura Mizugan raised an eyebrow and asked: "Then why do you think you can be spared?"

"The virus can't kill 100% of people, so why can't I rely on my own resistance to get through it?" Qiao Yuansi crossed his arms and felt unconvinced from nowhere: "Besides, The patrolman only caught me once or twice, and you knocked him down. The contact process only lasted a few seconds. Even if he had poison on his hands, I wouldn't have much poison... Oh, remind me, I Go wash your face."

Qiao Yuansi has never washed his face so seriously in his life.

When she walked back to the living room, her hair and collar were all wet; Sakura Mizugan glanced at her and seemed a little bit amused: "Have you had enough of washing? It's not like he rubbed mud on your face."

"You don't know, what if it works?" Qiao Yuansi replied, sitting down and looking at his face in the mirror carefully. On the sofa next to her, Sakura Mizugan was also looking at her; his eyes seemed to carry weight and warmth, and when they passed across her cheek, it was like fingers slowly caressing her.

The blood-red scratches in the mirror looked neither worse nor better. For God knows how long, it was obvious that Qiao Yuansi had no other choice but to wait.

Waiting and waiting does not mean that she is sitting still and waiting for death.

According to the original plan, Qiao Yuanji cleaned the house inside and out. Even Sakura Mizugan was given the task of cleaning the courtyard. She lit a scented candle, cut a handful of flowers and put them in a vase, then went into the kitchen and cooked a large table of meals and desserts - maybe Sakura Mizugan hadn't eaten well in a long time. Evolutionaries have a wolf-like appetite for food. When Qiao Yuansi came back after eating and taking a bath, he was still on the dining table.

"What's going on in your head?" he asked while eating.

"Put on a hair mask," Qiao Yuansi said with his head wrapped, "Are you going to eat all my plate?"

"You put it on your hair - what's the use of it?"

"It works," Qiao Yuansi nodded, "It doesn't matter when, I have to be decent and respectable, so I feel happy."

Evolutionaries may be people who don’t know what politeness is. When she entered the bathroom to wash her hair mask, Sakuramizugan stood nearby and watched, as if watching the monkeys bathing themselves in the zoo - just watching was not enough. After blow-drying, he touched her hair a few times and said : "It's really smooth. Give me one too."

By the time the two silky-haired heads returned to the living room and sat down to drink tea, it was already half past nine in the evening.

As long as you don't look in the mirror and don't see the red marks on your face, everything seems to be the same as before.

According to his usual habits, Qiao Yuansi opened the textbooks and handouts for the next semester and prepared to continue preparing for classes. Sakura Mizugan had no self-consciousness ~ IndoMTL.com ~ After entering the room, she didn't regard herself as an outsider at all. She snuggled up on the sofa cushion next to her and watched TV - even though he had been away from human society for a long time, it didn't delay him at all. While enjoying sitcoms, when I occasionally want to change the channel, I complain, "Why haven't you even invented the TV remote control in this world?"

After a while, he got up and turned off the TV. When he came back, he sat on the coffee table opposite Qiao Yuan Temple.

"Look up," he whispered.

Qiao Yuansi slowly raised his head.

"Well...it hasn't changed. What's wrong with you?" Ying Shui'an looked at her face and asked almost calmly. "It's been fifteen minutes since you opened this handout and you haven't turned a page yet."

Qiao Yuansi opened his mouth. She didn't know until today that there were so many kinds of fear - one kind when she was on the highway, and a completely different kind now. Her world might really be turned into pieces and swept away by the rapids, and she had no choice. Her efforts to stay normal were all in vain.

"I..." she said with trembling lips, and a tear fell. "I can't understand anymore. This is a lesson I prepared myself, but I...can't understand the content."