People who had not grabbed the window seat before took the opportunity to sit in the window seat before the original owner came back.

Shen Xun zipped up his backpack. The backpack only contained a water bottle and some snacks, and nothing else. Although the backpack looked bulging, it was just to hide it from others.

Carrying the backpack backwards in front of him, Shen Xun buried his head in the backpack and closed his eyes.

Two minutes later, the car started to shake and the rescue team set off again.

Ten minutes was not enough time to eat. Many survivors took their food to eat in the car, and the smell of various foods filled the car.

The man held half-eaten instant noodles in his hand and sat beside Shen Xun. From time to time, white smoke came out of the small pot, mixed with the aroma of instant noodles.

The smell of food in the carriage lingered for a long time. Shen Xun opened the window and let in fresh air.

Stroking the green vines on his wrist, Shen Xun closed his eyes, listened to the whistling wind outside the window, and fell asleep.

The noisy people around me felt like I was back in the 100-person tent I lived in in my previous life.

A clear and familiar voice came to his ears. Shen Xun opened his eyes. Above his head was a familiar yellow wooden board. There were already many cracks in the wooden board.

Turning his head and looking around, he saw that they were all bunk beds. There were fifty wooden bunk beds in the small room.

After being stunned for a moment, the strong mental power allowed Shen Xun to regain consciousness. This was the second time he had a dream. The last time was in the laboratory, and this time it was in the 100-person greenhouse.

The bed board above my head made a noise and creaked, and the girl sleeping on the upper bunk got up.

One foot stepped down from above. The long toenails were three centimeters long because they had not been trimmed for a long time.

There was black mud under the fingernails, thick calluses on the soles of the feet, and severe frostbite and sunburn scars on the insteps.

The other foot also stretched out, and finally stepped on the sheets at the end of Shen Xun's bed, "Shen Xun, you're awake."

The girl greeted Shen Xun who was lying on the bed, pulled out a pair of straw sandals from the bottom of the bed and put them on.

The familiar face of the girl brought Shen Xun back to his memory. Her name was Miao Ranran, and she slept in his upper bunk. The two of them didn't have much contact with each other.

Every day when getting in and out of bed, they just say hello. Miao Ranran puts on her shoes and follows the two women. They work in the same place.

People around him got up one after another, and Shen Xun was lying on the bed alone. They seemed to be unable to see Shen Xun, busy with their own affairs.

Shen Xun raised her hands in front of her eyes and opened her palms. She was no better than Miao Ranran, with black mud between her fingernails.

The skinny arms were covered with black scars. It had been so long that she almost forgot where these black scars came from.

Within a few minutes, most of the people in the greenhouse were gone.

"Excuse me, is Shen Xun here? Can you call her for me? She sleeps in bed 404. Thank you," a soft voice sounded outside the door.

Soon an aunt came to Shen Xun's bedside, "Someone is looking for you outside," the aunt said and left.

"Look for me..." Shen Xun raised his body and looked in the direction of the door. A familiar figure stood there, it was Shen Yi.

Shen Xun may not have any impression of other people, but for the uncle and his family...

Shen Yi stood outside the door and waited for a while. Before she could wait for Shen Xun, she shouted Shen Xun's name outside the door, "Shen Xun, Shen Xun...".

The moment he saw Shen Yi, fragments of memories flashed through Shen Xun's mind. If he remembers the scene in front of him correctly.ωωw..net

Shen Yi came to ask her to see her uncle's miserable condition.

The killing intent in his eyes was almost solidified. With his bare feet on the warm floor, Shen Xun walked towards Shen Yi step by step.

"Axun... come with me to see my uncle. He is dying. He wants to see you one last time."

Shen Yi burst into tears, with a look of pain on her face.

Walking up to Shen Yi, Shen Xun raised his hand and pinched Shen Yi's neck, "Shen..." He slowly exerted force on his fingertips, and Shen Yi placed his hands on Shen Xun's arms.

She tried hard to push Shen Xun's hand away, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free. Shen Yi's eyes bulged a little.

As Shen Xun's arms tightened, Shen Yi's toes moved away from the ground. She could no longer breathe, and her struggle gradually became weak.

Shen Yi looked horrified. With a click, Shen Xun broke Shen Yi's neck and threw Shen Yi's body aside with his right hand.

The picture in front of me blurred like a code for a moment, and the scene changed instantly. In front of me was a two-meter-high glass vessel.

Experimenters wearing blue overalls were running among the containers, which contained mice like Shen Xun.

The glass cover was opened from the top of the head, and the machine firmly fixed the limbs. The experimenter, who was wearing a mask and could not see clearly, picked up a tube of injection.

The injection was inserted into the body, and the experimenter pushed the genetic medicine in the injection into Shen Xun's body.

Shen Xun watched numbly. Ten minutes later, the screaming man next door stopped wailing and his body slowly swelled.

The experimenters did not retreat, but instead had morbid obsession on their faces.
Chapter completed!