Chapter 335: Doomsday Hunter 1

Fancy woke up in a pungent and unbearable smell.

She coughed uncontrollably and violently, as if a handful of sand had been stuffed into her throat, and she coughed into the darkness.

The fancy first reaction thought that I was in some heavily polluted industrial area, or a chemical factory,

But when he opened his eyes slightly in the chaos, he found himself in a rudimentary classroom built from a prefab room.

The window frames are swaying, and the walls are cracked, which looks like a tofu slag project that is about to collapse at any time.

Even the tables and chairs seem to have been bought from a junkyard, with no arms or legs.

There were about a dozen students sitting scattered in the classroom, all of them wearing uniform blue school uniforms, staring at the teacher on the podium with bewilderment and numbness.

The fancy cough made a buzzing sound in my head, and I could only see the mouth of the female teacher wearing a mask moving and saying something, and the big word "suspended" written on the blackboard.

Before she had time to reflect the meaning of these two words, she couldn't bear it any longer. She stood up, rushed to the window closest to her, opened her head and tried to breathe a breath of fresh air.

She can barely breathe!

However, in the next second, it was more pungent, and the air with more particles and fines rushed into her nasal cavity—

The fancy face changed, and he fell to the ground, overturning the table of the boy next to him.

The e-reader on the boy's desk slammed into the fancy face.

Although a girl suddenly overturned the table, Ji Zhengqing's cold and handsome face showed no expression.

The deep Danfeng eyes looked extremely indifferent, making people afraid to approach.

He looked down at the girl who fell at his feet, not only did he help her up without pity, but he moved the stool to the side.

Then she took the reader from her face and continued to look seriously, as if nothing happened just now.

Fancy fell into the dark, and the throat and nose were full of small foreign objects, so he simply lay on the ground and coughed violently.

The female teacher on the podium stopped talking when she saw this, sighed at the fancy, covered her mouth and coughed twice, and then called another girl in the class to say:

"Yona, help her to buy a bottle of air outside."

A girl named Yuna trotted nervously.

She avoided Ji Zhengqing as much as she could, without daring to glance at him, she hurried out of the classroom with Fancy, who was still breathing.

Fancy until the mouth was put on an oxygen mask, and when he breathed a little fresh and clean air, he fully regained consciousness.

She stood still, holding the palm-sized oxygen cylinder in her hand, sucking while looking at the rusty self-service air vending machine in front of her, feeling incredible.

Depend on!

What the hell is this world?

Buy clean air?

Fancy looked up again, this is the corridor outside the classroom, the cement floor is full of "patches", it seems that there were many cracks before, and later they were filled with cement.

The walls of the corridor were also largely peeled off, revealing a large area of ​​gray walls with ravines.

The walls were also written vigorously in various colors of paint:

Children's last learning paradise!

Still thirsty for knowledge under disaster!

Oppose the suspension of classes and go back to school!

......

These slogans are everywhere.

Dilapidated walls, broken window glass, mottled dormitory buildings in the distance...

The words seemed to be hoarse, and the splattered paint seemed to burn a hole in the world.

It's ridiculous that the countdown banner for the college entrance examination is full of dirt, crumpled in the corner as garbage and no one cares.

Fancy looked at the devastated world in front of her and was a little dumbfounded.

Before entering this book, she only knew that it was a fantasy science fiction article about the apocalypse.

But didn't expect it to be so real.

At this time, the memories belonging to the original owner Dong Qinxin quickly flooded into her brain.

Fancy was caught off guard, the oxygen cylinder in his hand fell to the ground, and the oxygen mask was torn off together.

Yuna next to her exclaimed and picked it up quickly, and she was relieved to see that there was no damage and leakage.

Now every breath of clean air is precious.

Fancy coughed again.

She couldn't bear this kind of air for almost a second.

Yuna quickly put the oxygen mask on for her, worried and numbly said:

"Are you OK......"

Fancy took two sips, and took a breath, just wanted to ask if you can't smell it.

Is she the only one so unbearable?

Before the words could be said, Fancy heard Yuna coughing for a while, her voice was low and her expression was blank, as if she was used to it.

Immediately, she heard coughs coming from other classrooms.

Turns out, she wasn't the only one.

It's just that everyone is used to it, only she is not used to it, so the reaction is so strong.

Fancy put the oxygen mask on Yuna's face.

Yuna pulled it off, put it back on her and put it back on, hurriedly saying:

"No no no, I don't have money for you, yourself... I'm fine, I really don't need..."

After speaking, she coughed again, coughing and saying she didn't need it.

"I didn't mean to ask you for money." Fancy said.

Yuna shook her head vigorously:

"I-I know your family is very rich, but, ahem, you should keep it for yourself...Cough, you are a qualified interstellar immigrant, ahem, you still need money when you arrive at your new home, I , I am a dying person, not worthy of..."

I'm dying, a breath of clean air is a waste for me.

I do not deserve.

Fancy because of her words, suddenly remembered the memory of the original owner.

Yes, the original owner was a conditional interstellar immigrant.

Now the earth is no longer suitable for human habitation, and some important talents and wealthy people in the upper class of the consortium will take the interstellar spacecraft to a new home suitable for human habitation.

The parents of the original owner, Dong Qinxin, were both important researchers in the Tartaros Air Prison. They were qualified to board the spacecraft and escape this devastated world.

And, today she is here to say goodbye to the school.

The school also gave up its last struggle and announced the suspension of classes.

Eligible students will fly to their new home a week later.

Those who are unqualified are lingering in this wasteland and waiting to die.

Fancy looked up again at the hoarse slogans:

Desperate for knowledge in times of disaster...

How pale it is now.

Fancy reached out and touched the crack on the wall, which is the trace of the earthquake.

Rusty window frames are the work of acid rain.

The collapsed house is Yamamoto's post-tsunami decadence.

The world is avenging humanity with its roar.

Fancy retracted her hand violently.

At the same time the school bell rang.

The few remaining students came out of their class one after another, and their faces were confused and numb.

At this moment, a mocking voice sounded behind Fancy:

"How dare you come here? What are you doing here? See how we trash are finally abandoned? Hahahaha - come and see, this 'shangmin'" 'aristocrat' is here to find superiority in our group of rubbish people I feel it! "

These words successfully attracted the attention of all the students, and they all looked at the fancy, the confusion and numbness in their eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by hostility and hatred.

You are entitled to go.

And we can't.

Why! Why!

You are guilty!

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