The Savior Has Something Wrong with His Brain

Blood. Light. Song.

Under the scorching sun, everything was being baked by the heat, and the bustling crowd suddenly went berserk, tearing apart and biting at everything in sight.

The crowds of people celebrating the festival turned into a sea of ​​blood in an instant.

As the nun's holy singing filled the air, the curtain of doomsday slowly descended.

She wore a fitted white robe, bathed in the light of hope, and held aloft a torch like the Statue of Liberty.

A menacing zombie rushed in, and she swung her arm around it, lightly striking left and right before smashing it violently on the zombie's head, sending brain matter and skull fragments flying everywhere.

"call--"

Su Muyun suddenly opened her eyes, her heart still pounding, her tense emotions unable to calm down for a long time.

She sat up in bed, reached under the covers and touched something; it was wet.

Thankfully, it was just cold sweat.

She glanced at the time; there was still an hour before morning reading time, giving her plenty of time to shower and get ready.

Yes, maintaining a perfect image needs to start in the morning.

No makeup is needed, but her meticulous grooming allows everyone to immediately appreciate her natural beauty.

Su Muyun quickly put away the textbooks and homework on the table. She had studied until 2 a.m. last night and was now sure that she had a thorough understanding of the relevant knowledge points.

During her time at school, she always displayed a "relaxed learning" attitude, being diligent but not hardworking, because she needed to solidify and reinforce her image of being "naturally gifted".

[As expected of Su Muyun, she easily secured a place in the top three of her grade.]

Perhaps you will have such feelings.

Fifty-five minutes later, she got out of a Volvo and politely thanked the driver.

"Thanks, Uncle Zhang."

It only takes 5 minutes to walk from the school gate to the classroom, so she can walk into the classroom as soon as the morning reading bell rings.

She always manages her time perfectly, just like she manages her life perfectly.

"Good morning."

Someone walked by and greeted me.

"Good morning, Pan Ming." She called out his name accurately and then enjoyed his flattered expression.

Because these are classmates from the upstairs class, their grades, height, and appearance are all average. They might only have met three or four times in the two years of high school, and a normal person would never remember their name.

But she remembers.

She had memorized all the students' names and classes, and remembered everyone's appearance.

"Sorry I'm going to be late, I have to go now." She smiled just right, then quickly walked past Pan Ming and headed towards the classroom.

At that moment, she inexplicably thought of the nightmare she had that morning.

The zombies under the blazing sun were incredibly ferocious, and her memory of them remains vivid to this day, so real that they don't feel like a nightmare.

She often has similar dreams of adventure, in which she is the center of all the stories, perhaps as Kamen Rider Cloud Butterfly, or perhaps as Sun Wukong's junior sister. In any case, justice will always prevail over evil, and everything has a beginning and an end.

However, the recent nightmare was not like that.

It was so real, so continuous, with the dreams progressing each day as if the end of humanity was fast approaching.

and many more……

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a tall, muscular man with handsome features, but she was certain that he was neither a student nor a teacher.

She remembered that the school hadn't posted any job openings recently.

His classmates greeted him with "Hello, teacher," and he accepted it with a nod.

She read the meaning of "searching" in those eyes.

He's definitely not a teacher at the school. Who is he looking for?

In her confusion, she suddenly realized that she and the man had made eye contact, and then she saw a look of "surprise" in his eyes.

He quickly glanced down at his phone, then walked straight toward her.

Looking for me?!

She felt a sudden tightness in her chest for no reason, and her pace quickened unconsciously until she entered the classroom just as the morning reading bell rang, at which point she relaxed a little.

Then she saw a man slightly bowing in the small window of the back door, his sharp, wolf-like eyes already locked onto her.

"Xiaoyun, what are you looking at?"

Her deskmate and best friend sensed her unease and curiously followed her gaze to the back door, but there was nothing there.

"It's nothing..." Su Muyun shook her head and refocused her attention on the book.

This is a school, that guy probably wouldn't dare do anything. She has a driver to pick her up after school, so she's not afraid of him doing anything.

"Found it."

Jiang Yan, who was in the corridor, looked away and went downstairs to the playground amidst the sound of Lang Lang reading aloud.

The "savior" is just a high school student, which is hardly good news.

If possible, he would prefer to be an orc, or at least a female orc.

Should we give her some medicine?

Although they will turn into purple-skinned orcs, the fact that American sports students are all drug addicts indicates that the side effects are tolerable.

At least it's easier than death.

However, judging from her gait and figure, she has good athletic ability and is not the kind of weak person who would be exhausted after running a kilometer.

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Savior: Su Muyun

Apocalypse Level: B

Doomsday Details:

An unknown mutation has occurred in the sun, causing global outdoor temperatures to remain at 45°C for extended periods. Humans exposed to direct sunlight for more than 3 minutes will experience irreversible genetic collapse, transforming into mindless zombies that will devour humans.

[6 days and 22 hours until the end of the world! Stay tuned!]

The mission description is short, but thinking about it carefully gives you the creeps.

Zombies are nothing new; he had even made survival plans for a zombie apocalypse when he was bored in his spare time.

However, the current apocalypse of the alien sun is different.

Extreme heat and sunlight are sources of infection.

Of all the ways zombie viruses spread, airborne and waterborne transmission are undoubtedly the most desperate, because humans have no way to avoid them.

Sunlight infection is equally terrifying, almost equivalent to depriving someone of daylight. Coupled with abnormally high temperatures, the survival conditions that need to be considered are undoubtedly even greater.

Fortunately, they gave us 7 days to prepare, so we only need to survive for 21 days after the apocalypse.

However, with the work attitude of "loving what you do", he felt that he should still give guidance to the savior.

At least a semi-permanent shelter should be built.

The good news is that he has plenty of funds now; the bad news is that this is his penalty for breach of contract.

Damn it, do people even have to haggle over this money?

He doesn't even have an ID card here, so he can't get online loans.

She could be a savior, you can tell how high her loan amount is just by looking at her face.

Unfortunately, Jiang Yan couldn't bring himself to coerce the other party into "selling themselves to save the world."

He slowly let out a long breath. The things he was about to do were matters of life and death, and he had to be thorough in every aspect.

First of all, the biggest challenge between zombie apocalypse and normal survival is the first wave of zombies.

If there were a death risk assessment, the first wave of zombies would definitely have the highest failure rate.

Given China's population density, even building underground shelters might not be effective, because Jiang Yan was unsure of the zombies' mutation levels and tracking methods.

Both cities and rural areas are dangerous, and land transportation is prone to accidents when facing hordes of zombies.

So Jiang Yan opened the app "Ship Friends & Travel".

The ocean is undoubtedly the best choice to avoid the first wave of zombies, and isolated islands are natural strongholds.

The mission details emphasize that "humans" can mutate due to sunlight, while other creatures should not mutate to such an extreme degree.

In short, rent a boat and refit it.

Considering the storage of supplies and funds, he needs a medium-sized fishing boat of 25 meters or more with a displacement of about 100 tons, so that it can have a carrying capacity of 20 tons to store supplies.

After a quick look, the basic cost for 30 days would be around 40 yuan, which was still within his acceptable range.

He wanted to rent it for only a week, since the end of the world was just around the corner, but the big ships had minimum rental requirements, and these ships were usually rented for six months or a year, with even one month being rare.

Seven days is not enough time for a major modification, but he needs to accomplish two goals as much as possible.

First, hull protection.

Second, resist high temperatures.

We can only get fishing boats in a short time, so we must take adequate basic precautions.

It's unlikely that a highly intelligent zombie would board the ship, since he would try to stay away from land during the first week after the apocalypse, and the protective barriers are mainly for preventing humans from boarding.

This is a coastal city with a considerable number of ships at the docks. People often think of using boats to seek refuge, but they do not have sufficient supplies.

Jiang Yan did not intend to hide in the ocean for a full 21 days. He would choose an opportunity to return to land and would naturally come into contact with other survivors.

The possibility of "boarding" in medieval naval warfare could become a reality, and precautions need to be taken in advance.

Secondly, "resisting high temperatures" is even more important.

Cooling down is far more difficult than keeping warm. Humans have almost no way to resist high temperatures, and almost no ability to tolerate extreme high temperatures.

The ocean may not be as hot as the land, but ships without heat protection would probably turn into ovens.

It's cooked on the outside and tender on the inside.

He calculated the time in his mind: the first five days would be used to prepare supplies and protect the ship, and the last two days would be used to solve the "high temperature" problem.

The most direct way to cool down is to lay reflective film, such as aluminum foil, on the surface of the ship.

Of course, if conditions permit, it is best to order a batch of reflective film with heat preservation properties.

The measure is simple, but it can directly lower the temperature of the ship's hull by 10 to 15 degrees Celsius when exposed to direct sunlight.

Secondly, he also plans to customize a cooling pipe system that utilizes seawater circulation to effectively reduce the indoor temperature of the cabin.

Neither method consumes much energy.

This is very important.

In the apocalypse, there's no way to keep the air conditioning on every day to cool down, even if he has a generator and plenty of fuel.

The above are all special preparations. Food, water circulation, and medicine are just standard survival kits. Jiang Yan will only do things more professionally than the professionals.

He contacted the ship captain through the software and went to the dock to check on the ship in the afternoon, so the most important task in the morning was the so-called "savior".

Jiang Yan truly couldn't understand why the "Human Alliance" would consider her a savior.

That's enough, education should be provided to all without discrimination.

You know, it's not easy to snatch away a pretty high school girl.

Jiang Yan touched his hair; unfortunately, he didn't have any blond hair.

But how easy is it to convince a normal person that the end of the world is in seven days?

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I believe you.

Inside the deserted staff restroom stall, Su Muyun nodded solemnly, her eyes filled with compassion.

"Why?" Jiang Yan asked, puzzled.

"I dreamt about it," Su Muyun said seriously. "And my intuition is always right, it's never been wrong."

Jiang Yan: "..."

Otherwise, why would they choose you as their savior?