Virus Throne

"I? I..." Xu Youran didn't know how to respond.

Open your eyes, and suddenly someone asks you, why haven't you died yet?

Anyone would be confused.

"Why... should I... die?" Xu Youran felt severe pain all over his body, and felt numb and weak. It seemed that there were countless small insects flying in his head, buzzing all the time.

The feeling now was even more painful than being beaten by Apocalypse.

The awakened person's mental power is very strong. Even if he is injured, his mental power can temporarily suppress it.

At least it can numb the pain nerves and make himself feel less painful.

But now he feels that the old fat man with a big beard seems to be right. It is definitely a miracle that he is not dead yet.

Xu Youran hurriedly tried to mobilize his mental power, but there was no response.

The trial world often has great restrictions on the awakened, which is normal, but it is too outrageous if he can't mobilize it at all.

What about the vitality?

Xu Youran was panicked. If the natural meridians can still operate, there will not be too much of a problem.

Still no reaction...

The fire energy and mental strength are all there, but I can't mobilize even a little bit.

At this moment, I am completely an ordinary person.

No wonder it hurts so much.

It feels like someone has set a fire in my throat, and the dryness brings a sharp pain.

He grabbed the half bottle of beer on the coffee table and drank it down, which somewhat relieved the pain.

The long-haired fat man watched silently for a long time, and teased: "Brandon, you took several times the usual dose, I really thought you were dead, hehehe..."

"Brandon?" Xu Youran muttered this name, not remembering which god was called Brandon, and even less remembered which big shot was called this name.

He shook his aching head and suddenly reacted.

How many times the usual dose?

What's going on?

What did I take?

It can't be that...

He raised his head in confusion and looked at the fat man, "What... what?"

"Pah!" A small bag of white powder was thrown on the coffee table, and the fat man said indifferently, "What's wrong? Want some more? Come back to your senses?"

Xu Youran stretched out a trembling hand and picked up the bag of white powder.

Although he had never touched it or seen the real thing, he had seen it too many times in the media.

Even if he didn't experience it personally, he could probably guess what it was.

Fuck!

How could I have traveled to a big shot?

It's clearly a drug addict!

The fat man saw the gleam in Xu Youran's eyes and thought that he was addicted again. He shook his head helplessly, "By the way, Natalie gave birth to a girl. She didn't have money to be hospitalized, so she went home."

"Natalie?" Xu Youran looked at the fat man blankly again, "What does a girl... have to do with me?"

Although Xu Youran was asking questions, he was panicking in his heart.

The severe headache seriously affected his thinking.

If this Natalie has nothing to do with him, why did he tell him about the birth of the child?

It is obvious that Natalie has a close relationship with him.

It is even possible that the child...

Thinking of this, Xu Youran was shocked and looked straight at the fat man.

Sure enough, what you fear will come true.

"Fuck! Isn't Natalie your girlfriend?" The fat man muttered a little depressed, "You told me that you dated a beautiful girl a few months ago..."

Xu Youran's head was buzzing, it was over...

Not only did it befall a drug addict, but he also had a daughter inexplicably.

Oh, and there's a girlfriend...

Suddenly, he came to his senses, "How did you know?"

"I thought you were dead, so I checked your text messages." The fat man said indifferently, "It was a text message from Hutch, and he seemed to know Natalie."

He pointed to the phone on the coffee table, and "popped" another white envelope into Xu Youran's arms, "Your mother came just now and said this is her last savings, and she gave it all to you, and asked you to never look for her again."

"My... mother?" Xu Youran picked up the envelope numbly, and a small dozen bills fell out of it, a thousand yuan in total.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a burst of pain in his heart.

How hopeless this is, even his own mother doesn't want him anymore...

"I thought you were dead, and I almost used this money to buy goods." The fat man pulled a chair and sat opposite the coffee table, "How about it? Let's get some new goods?"

Xu Youran patted his aching head and picked up the shriveled wallet on the coffee table.

He opened his wallet, which was empty except for a few bank cards and an ID card, a key, and half a piece of waste paper.

He pulled out his ID card, and the photo showed a young man with short blond hair, who looked a little handsome.

Name: Brandon McDonald.

Age: 23.

Home address:...

He took out the half piece of waste paper again, and there was an address written crookedly on it, but no one knew where it was.

Xu Youran picked up the ID card and shook it in confusion, "Mine?"

"Nonsense!" The fat man reached out and patted Xu Youran on the head, "Wake up, the dose is not too high, and you are stupid, right?"

"This?" Xu Youran pointed to the half piece of waste paper again.

"It seems to be Natalie's address..." The fat man said uncertainly, "You seem to have told me, but I don't remember it very well."

Xu Youran stuffed his ID card, waste paper, and banknotes into his wallet and stood up shakily.

"Where are you going?" the fat man asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to get some new stuff?"

"What the hell..." Xu Youran stumbled out of the room, "I... I'll go take a look..."

"What should I do with this bag?" The fat man picked up the bag of powder on the coffee table, "Wait for you to come back together?"

"You... keep it... and enjoy it yourself." Xu Youran had already come to the corridor, opened the door and walked out.

The guy who came this time seemed a bit miserable.

His girlfriend had a baby, and he had to tell others.

And he was a drug addict, and even his mother didn't want him anymore.

Thinking of this, Xu Youran felt a pain in his heart again.

He suddenly remembered his father and the mother he had never met.

A mother who seemed to have never appeared.

He asked many times, but his father just said that she left and didn't say anything else.

There were no photos of his mother at home, not even any traces of her ever appearing.

Moreover, Dad never mentioned Mom, never expressed longing for her, and never expressed anger.

Thinking about it now, I always feel that there is a weird atmosphere everywhere.

He was once very popular on Earth. Almost everyone in the world knew him, and his deeds were known to everyone.

If Mom was not dead, it is impossible not to know.

Could it be that she has passed away, or did not survive the virus outbreak?

Although they have never met, there is no relationship.

But after all, she is his mother, Xu Youran still feels depressed occasionally.

His mother left him, and he and Brandon have some sympathy for each other.

There are not many pedestrians and cars on the spacious road outside the door.

Judging from the style of the mobile phone, the style of the pedestrians and cars on the road, it should not be far from his own era on Earth.

The dazzling sunlight made Xu Youran subconsciously raise his hand to block the sunlight.

Almost all the cells in his body felt severe pain and sadness, and he was not unfamiliar with this feeling.

Although he had never felt this way since he awakened in recent years, he had felt this way almost every day for the past twenty years.

This was a sign of extreme physical weakness and overdrawnness, as well as a myriad of illnesses.

He staggered forward along the street, crossed several streets, and unknowingly came to the address recorded on the waste paper.

As if by some strange coincidence, Xu Youran arrived at the door of his "girlfriend" Natalie's house.

The house was not big, but it looked very neat and clean.

"Bang bang bang..." Xu Youran knocked on the door hesitantly.

After a while, the door opened, and a beautiful blonde looked at Xu Youran coldly.

She looked to be in her early twenties, wearing loose pajamas, and her eyes were a little red and swollen.

"Natalie?" Xu Youran asked in a dry voice.

"I don't know you, why did you come to me?" Natalie's face was gloomy, and her eyes were full of disdain and disgust.

"I...are you...ok?" Xu Youran hesitated, not knowing what to say, and didn't even understand why he came to her.

Could it be that Brandon's soul, which had just been annihilated, still had a trace of resentment in his heart?

Yes.

Xu Youran was 100% sure that Brandon must have overdosed and really died.

"What does it have to do with you whether I'm okay?" Natalie frowned and said coldly, "Go away, or I'll call the police."

"I...I'm leaving..." Xu Youran hesitated for a moment, "Is the child okay? What's his name?"

"The child is yours, but it has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with what he's called." Natalie seemed to want to close the door.

Xu Youran blocked the door, "I... I will take responsibility... You believe me..."

"You will take responsibility? Humph..." Natalie looked at the drug addict with dark circles under his eyes and pale face from head to toe, "This is my child, I will take responsibility myself. Go away, if you come again, I will call the police!"

"Bang!" Natalie slammed the door shut.

Xu Youran slumped on the ground a little weakly, and subconsciously murmured: "The child is also mine... I really will take responsibility..."

There seemed to be faint sobbing coming from the door. Natalie seemed to be crying, and seemed to be confessing her ignorance.

After a while, Xu Youran recovered a little strength, stood up and stumbled along the street again.

The lazy world is really worthy of its name.

Is there anyone in the world who is lazier, more depraved, and more decadent than himself?

This advent is really too unfriendly.

Xu Youran would rather descend to a battlefield full of murderous intentions than experience such a life worse than pigs and dogs.

Not only the awakened ones are restricted, but even the practitioners are restricted.

I wanted to take this trial seriously, but it ended up being a hellish start.

Someone was handing out some GG on the street, and when he saw Xu Youran passing by, he gave him one.

He took the GG blankly, and walked aimlessly while reading it casually.

This is not a GG for selling things, but a GG for recruiting.

I didn't expect that in this era, there are still people recruiting employees in this way.

Xu Youran smiled bitterly and shook his head. There were only three days in total. He couldn't really find a place to work, right?

What position is this recruiting for?

Field fire brigade, team seven, recruiting firefighters.

Although he worked in the wild all year round and ran around in the mountains and forests, the salary was not low.

Not only did they provide insurance, but they also provided employment training, but the risk factor was relatively high.

Xu Youran had been sick since childhood and had always envied soldiers, doctors, inspectors, and firefighters.

He hoped that one day he could join their ranks and become a useful person to society.

So after awakening, he resolutely chose to join the army.

Looking at the recruitment GG in his hand, his eyes lit up.

Why can't I try it?

Maybe this is a good way to cure laziness and decadence!