Chapter 2

"All right, Mr. Naddo."

Remember to come to me every day to inject an antibiotic, and you'll be alive again in a week.

But you must be careful not to touch the water, or it will worsen. "

The owner of the voice had exquisite facial features.

In this era of constantly changing genes, in order to survive and give up many things, beauties were no longer a common sight.

Without a doubt, the person who was speaking was a beautiful woman.

She was only around fifteen or sixteen years old, but her slightly immature face had the look of an adult. The two completely different auras mixed together, giving rise to a different kind of beauty.

He wore a tight red checkered shirt with the hem of the shirt knotted into a bow on his navel, exposing a fleshless waist.

However, due to the radiation from everywhere and the pollution from the environment, the blonde lady's skin was slightly rough.

However, this small flaw could easily be overlooked under her peerless appearance.

She wore a pair of matching denim shorts, barely four centimeters long enough to wrap her round buttocks and her long legs.

The perfect combination of an angelic face and a devilish body made the golden-haired girl's body radiate with an astonishing attractiveness.

Naddo, who had not had a woman for more than ten years, couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

If girls like this were thrown to other bases or the wild, they would have been given to men long ago.

In this era, the thing that was least lacking was violence and sex.

Except in the basics, it was an exception.

That was because the blond girl's grandpa was the station's owner, Jack.

If anyone touches a hair on his granddaughter Leah, the black bodyguard standing behind the girl at that moment will send a fresh shimmer of lead into your chest.

Therefore, Naddo only dared to swallow his saliva, then he rubbed his already decapitated head and left the infirmary with a limp.

"Miss, it's time to go home. The boss should be coming back."

The black bodyguard reminded.

Leah answered curtly, "I know." She hovered in front of the medicine cabinet, then frowned. "The antibiotics are not enough, Halt, we may have to make a trip to the city."

The black man's face grew unnatural. The world had become chaotic, and the so-called city was no longer the paradise of the old era.

On the contrary, it was full of danger.

Mutated creatures hide in the city's groundwater channels, and the creatures that become living dead because of the virus wander among the city's ruins.

Hunger is the greatest enemy of the living who do not know fear and pain.

"We'll talk about this after the boss gets back."

He didn't dare be a hero, Halt murmured, agreeing with Leah.

Halt did not forget that half a year ago, when a team of ten armed soldiers left the base for the city, only one of them returned.

The man was also confirmed to have been infected with the virus, and Old Jack himself shot and killed him.

Huo Te didn't want to follow their footsteps. He had already decided that after the boss agreed to the Young Miss's request, he would pretend to be sick in order to avoid this task.

"Then let's go home first."

Leah said, simply gathering up her things and pushing the door open.

The black bodyguard followed closely behind.

Coming out of the infirmary and walking through a dark passageway, there was an open underground space in front of their eyes.

Since the Cataclysm, the world has been baptized by floods and radiation, and the earth is no longer fit for human habitation.

Only places like this that were hidden hundreds of meters underground, or some of the old nuclear sanctuaries, would be able to provide human habitation.

Z7 was more suitable for a mine than a base.

Compared to the perfect functional equipment and even the water circulation system of the nuclear shelter, the Z7 base could only be described as simple.

In fact, z7 was a new mining base for Parkland's chaebol twenty years ago.

Later on, because of the increase in the number of workers, it gradually evolved into a semi-residential, semi-industrialized base.

The lack of supplies in the Z7 base was water and medicine. The former was still okay, but there was regularly a plutocrat to transport them.

Although it is only a secondary drinking water, the amount of radiation it contains is still within the range acceptable to the human body.

It was just that drinking water was expensive, and most of the people in the base spent their income on it, but they could only barely keep up with their daily needs.

As for drugs, the Parkland plutocrats offered none.

To the old masters like them, what the world lacked the most were the poor, and the cheapest were also the poor.

Using precious medicines for the lives of one or two Dalits was an abominable luxury.

There were only a few drugs in the z7 base, and there were only two ways to get them.

One was to buy it from the corporate world at a high price, and the second was to take the risk of going to the ruins of a city.

In that deserted city, there were often some hospitals that still had medicines in their warehouses that did not expire.

However, the second path was much more dangerous than the first.

While walking through the living quarters of the base, Leigh saw people flocking toward the work area.

She blocked the oncoming youth and asked, "Where are you guys going?"

"Oh, my dear Miss Leigh."

You don't know, Master Jack found a hibernation in the mine, in which slept a survivor of the old days.

"Now that Master Jack has brought him back, everyone is rushing to join in the fun."

After the youth finished speaking, he respectfully said his goodbyes before joining the stream of people that swarmed towards the work area.

"Survivor?"

Leah took Black Holt's hand, her eyes shining with excitement. "Come on, we'll go too."

"I hope he's a doctor. I'm the only doctor on the base."

The Negro could not resist her and had to lead the way for the young lady.

The unique sound of hydraulic machinery echoed in everyone's ears in front of the main gate of the working area.

Following which, a large mass of steam spurted out, and the rusty dark yellow alloy door was first drawn back.

Only after shrinking for three meters did the ground pulley open to the two sides, revealing the deep tunnel leading to the mining area.

An old-fashioned miner came up the tracks and pulled up in front of the gate.

There was only one miner's station like this, and only Old Jack was eligible to ride it.

But now there was someone else on the miner's cart.

A man.

Wearing the camouflage clothing used in the old era for field battles, this set of uniforms was new enough to make people go crazy with jealousy.

However, the submachine gun held in that person's right hand could calm any crazed people down.

The man seemed tired. He leaned against the miner and closed his eyes.

He didn't open his eyes until Old Jack kicked his legs.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Some of the onlookers even screamed: "His eyes are Yin Yang Eyes!"

"These are the eyes of a demon."

Bang –

Old Jack scowled and fired into the air at the left wheel, the muzzle still smoking.

"All of you shut up! If anyone dares to say anything, I'll send them to God!"

At Z7 base, Old Jack dared to disobey the local people, so the onlookers obediently shut their mouths.

"Grandpa!"

Pushing through the crowd, Leah stepped forward.

She also headed for the mineshaft, to the man in the camouflage fatigues, and to the left eye that shone like gold.

Leah couldn't help but let out a low sigh.

At this time, Old Jack jumped down and walked towards his granddaughter. He scolded the black bodyguard, "Halt, what the hell are you doing? Why did you bring Lia to the working area? Hurry up and bring her home!"

Old Jack didn't move slowly, but someone moved faster than he did.

A figure suddenly passed by him and came to Leah like a whirlwind. It was Old Jack, the survivor of the mine.

Zero stared at Leigh in disbelief, the image of the dream superimposed on reality.

Except for the color of her hair and eyes, everything else was so similar to the girl in the dream.

Trembling, he reached out his hand and dropped it in Leah's face.

"Lily" Zero called out the name of the girl in the dream.

Lia was in a trance, staring into the eyes of this strange man.

As the black and gold pupils intersected, Liya reached her own figure, as well as the love that was so deep in her eyes that it could not be melted.

"Get out of my way, boy!"

Black Holt's loud voice roused both Zero and Leigh.

Holt pulled Lia aside and punched the zero door with his huge fist.

After coming back to his senses, Zero's eyes flashed with an extremely cold light.

No one knew how he did it, but everyone only saw a flash before their eyes, and the taller and sturdier black man was thrown to the ground by him.

Halt opened his mouth to curse, but it suddenly turned cold.

Then, a black gun barrel reached in and immediately, the black man broke out in a cold sweat.

Zero's gaze landed on Halt without a trace of emotion, causing the black man's hair to stand on end.

The man's eyes did not seem to be on a person, but on a corpse.

"Stop!"

A shriek came from behind him, and he turned to Lia, who looked like an angry cat.

The young girl's hair stood on end as she angrily shouted, "Put away the gun! You are not allowed to treat Halt like this!"

The black man could not speak, but he still gratefully walked towards the young girl.

Zero hesitated for a moment before slowly retrieving the gun barrel.

As soon as the barrel of the gun left Halt's mouth, a powerful kick landed on Zero's calf. He grunted and was forced to half-kneel on the ground.

He tried to get up, but the still-warm muzzle of the gun was aimed at his temple.

"Amazing, kid."

However, he dared to leave Old Jack's territory as soon as he woke up.

Do you believe that I will shoot you now and then throw you out into the wilderness to feed the hounds and carrion eagles? "

Old Jack put the revolver to Zero's head and bellowed through his dentate mouth, drool flying in all directions, almost to zero in his face.

Zero's expression did not change. He said in a voice Old Jack could only hear, "You won't."

"You're pretty confident, kid."

Old Jack snorted.

Black Holt took the opportunity to crawl up from the ground and immediately threw a left hook.

The fierce hook made Zero roll his head to the right, and then he slowly turned his head.

His left cheek was already swollen red, but he only spat out a mouthful of blood and coldly stared at the African man.

The black man wanted to punch him a few more times, but instead, he aimed his fist at the black man's chest.

Old Jack's gloomy voice rang out, "Bastards, don't take Old Jack's words to heart."

And I will cast you all out into the wilderness, before my eyes.

"If you have the ability, then go find those monsters and evacuate!"

After saying that, Old Jack said to his granddaughter, "Lia, bring this person back first. Let him eat and drink to his heart's content, then we can do an ability appraisal."

She shook her head. "Appraisal?"

Could it be that you suspect him of being an Adept?

"That's impossible. Without the day of the catastrophe, the survivors won't be able to produce any evolution points."

"What's impossible in this bullshit era?"

Old Jack walked past Leah and said in a low voice, "Didn't you notice his eyes?"

That's the eyes of a dragon!

Dragon Eye?

Leah's gaze fell on Zero's left eye.

The edges of his golden pupils were streaked with silver.

Indeed, those were not eyes that ordinary humans could possess.

"The rest of you, get the hell back here, or I'll have Mad Wolf Ron take all your wages for today!"

Old Jack yelled, dispersing the crowd.

"Come with me."

Leah walked over to Zero and asked, "What's your name?"

"Zero!"

The icy light in his eyes dispersed.

The dragon's pupils reflected the girl's figure, the figure that had always appeared in his dreams, the only thing that Zero could not be merciless to.

a piece of bread moldy and hard as a stone; a cup of water floating with some impurity.

These two things were the same: zero food.

He stared at the bread and water on the table, unable to relate to the image of food in his mind.

He had been asleep for fifty years, confirmed from the computer in the Hibernation Chamber. During this time, his body's function and appearance were forever fixed on a certain day fifty years ago.

The nourishment in his body was controlled purely by the computer, which kept the nutrients in his body flowing into his body.

Even so, nutrients are not a substitute for real food.

So Zero woke up weak and hungry at the same time.

However, no matter how hungry he was, he couldn't muster up any appetite no matter how hard he tried.

"Hurry up and eat."

Leah urged. "Don't look hard on them, but they don't have any radiation."

"This is my grandpa's special instructions, otherwise you wouldn't be able to eat the food that the base normally provides."

"Not in the old days, sir.

With bread and water without sources of radiation as food, you should snicker.

Do you even crave fresh meat and fruit, a delicacy that only the great men of the nobility are entitled to?

"As for you, just order it."

Leah leaned over the table, studying the zeros with interest.

Zero frowned, but she picked up the black bread from the plate and shoved it into her mouth.

Leigh pursed her lips and chuckled at the way he ate.

He then asked, "Hey, do you have any special ability with your right eye?"

"Right eye?"

What happened to my right eye? "

Zero swallowed the bread as hard as a stone and asked in confusion.

He had never looked in the mirror ever since he woke up, but he did not know that he had a golden eye.

He hadn't noticed anything wrong with his vision, and now that he'd asked Leah about it, he naturally focused on his right eye.

Within the Dragon Eye's pupils, the silver streaks on the edges suddenly converged towards the center, forming a beast like vertical pupil in an instant.

And in the zero field of view, if one looked out from the right eye, the world would be different!