NOVEL NEXT WORLD Chapter 3 - Memories Comparable To Disaster Movies
Chapter 3 — Memories Comparable To Disaster Movies
Run?
This was the first thought to appear in Lu Sheng’s head.
He had done the same thing before.
The jumpsuit zombie was very slow, and it could not catch up with him.
Previously, Lu Sheng was in the process of constantly running away, escaping, gradually losing his consciousness, and then waking up in his bed.
But this time, Lu Sheng changed his mind.
“No more running …”
Lu Sheng rather patronizingly rolled up his sleeves.
“Anyway, this is a dream, even if I’m bitten, it does not matter. If I die in the dream, I might wake up faster …”
Thinking on this, Lu Sheng simply took the initiative to take a big step towards the jumpsuit zombie.
“Although my school grades aren’t excellent, my BQV is at least at 0.8. And, both by strength and speed are more than the standard of a normal adult male in my previous life. Why would I still be afraid of you, a lowly zombie?”
According to the Alliance’s standard, a Level 1 Martial Artist’s BQV was 1.5, and combat power was 150. The Lu Sheng now could be considered almost half a full-fledged martial artist.
Although Lu Sheng’s performance in the practical combat class was poor, and he only knew a bit of simple fighting skills. It did not affect his current aura in the slightest.
“Wind God Kick!”
Lu Sheng shouted the name of the move that he had read in the novel in his previous life. He gained momentum by running a distance, and kicked the tall zombie in the chest.
The tall zombie thumped back a few steps, and its clumsy body became unstable under the huge impact. It fell on its back to the ground.
A clear print of a 41½ size shoe got imprinted on the jumpsuit.
“It seems tough … but it’s just so-so.”
With this kick, Lu Sheng’s confidence attained an instantaneous boost.
He saw the tall zombie in the jumpsuit struggling to get up again and hurriedly went up to make up for it.
Lu Sheng punched the tall zombie in the face twice with his bare hands.
His fist felt like it had been smashed against a sun-dried coconut shell—his hand breaking out raw in pain.
Lu Sheng grit his teeth while looking around for tools that could be used.
Soon, he found a watermelon-sized stone a few meters away.
Lu Sheng grabbed the stone and aimed it at the head of the tall zombie.
“In the movies, the weak points of zombies are usually their heads. This should do the job then …”
Lu Sheng mumbled under his breath, and his hand came down hard.
Ka-chow—
The crisp sound of broken bones rang out.
The watermelon-sized stone was embedded into the face of the tall zombie, and the body of the tall zombie twitched twice, and then it went completely motionless.
“It’s done …”
Lu Sheng confirmed the tall zombie’s death. He then sat on his butt on the ground, breathing heavily.
I have to say, this dream is so vivid.
Lu Sheng could even feel the sound of his heart beating violently.
“This still doesn’t seem to help me wake up …”
Lu Sheng muttered, and was about to stand up.
At the same time, he saw that the tall zombie in front of him collapse like gravel, and quickly wither and disappear under a few breaths.
And there were wisps of black threads of smoke steaming out from within the weathered corpse of the tall zombie, these quickly took an arrow like form and fiercely rushed into Lu Sheng’s chest.
“Ah!”
Lu Sheng was stunned. Before he had time to react, he felt a hot stream dispersing from his chest, accompanied by numerous strands of memories, like a movie, rapidly processing through his mind.
[—What do you want to do after graduation?
—Join the Base Defence Team.
—I heard that the training of the defence team is very hard and dangerous.
—It’s okay, it’s always been my dream. (laughs)
—From now on, you’ll be a member of the 1359th Base Defence Team, number YH48549.
—Yes, sir! I won’t let you down! (Excited)
—You’ve been taught Breathing Techniques, Body Refining Techniques, practice them when you eat, sleep, and even when you go to the toilet! If you still have any strength left, you will have more chances to save your life when you encounter foreign beasts.
—Understood, sir!
—Team 2! Team 2! Team 3 … Damn, where is everyone? Are they all dead? Stop! Who are you?
—Number YH48549. Salute!
—What are you doing here? What squad are you from?
—Report, sir. Unit 7.
—Now! Get your captain to see me!
—Report … Sir, the captain and the men … They’re all dead. I’m the only one left in Squad 7. (Silence)
—…]
[Base gate, broken ….****
Beast, there are beasts everywhere!
Black Mists.]
[That’s … What …]
Lu Sheng slowly opened his eyes, and his were filled with strong melancholy.
It was as if he had watched a long movie.
The main character was a tall, handsome teenager.
The first half of the movie seemed dull and boring, basically the images of the teenager’s painstaking cultivation training.
The second half became heavy.
One battle after another.
Each battle was accompanied by blood and death.
One by one, the partners around the teenager diminished.
The sky was always gray, sadness, and pain filled every inch with the memory.
Finally, the picture was fixated on the broken city walls, the sky was covered with horrible beasts and large swathes of black mist sweeping over.
That world was about to be engulfed by darkness, and before the despair and depression, even Lu Sheng could not help but be moved by it.
“What the hell did this guy go through before he died?”
Lu Sheng muttered and whispered.
There was no doubt that the memory he had just received should be the memory of the tall zombie that he had killed before he was got reanimated.
And this memory was simply like an apocalyptic disaster movie.