Plague Doctor

Ouch, it hurts.

After falling heavily, Gu Jun lay on the ground, his eyes faintly blurred and his ears still sounded like buzzing.

I'm not dead yet... nuclear explosion, escaped... here I am again... where...

After a break in his head, Gu Jun slowed for a long time before he could think about things.

It was when the leader of the motorcade shouted “detonate”, his heart burned, flashed a light, looked at the public service poster in his hand, he came to the world from the watercolor painting of salt rain, can you leave this poster painting...

Adrenaline erupts when people are in a hurry, and they can often do things they don't normally do, and they have to say, lift the car to save the mother of the child.

The difference is, Gu Jun wants to save himself.

He didn't know if he had done it with his own strength, he didn't know how to do it. The poster painting suddenly appeared with a few lights, the split cross symbol. His hands quickly melted in and into another space, and then just moments before the nuclear explosion, he was pulled in.

What happened after that piece of junk was unclear to Gu Jun, but for a little while, he seemed to have glimpsed the whole thing over the space.

Angel City, this “locust god” worshipping city, walls, towers, roads, schools, hospitals, locust temples… all completely vaporized.

The explosive power of that nuclear bomb exceeded Gu Jun's knowledge, and none of the nuclear bombs in his homeworld had such power. Even if several bombs were dropped together, the damage could be large, but the extent of vaporization was not so great... he didn't even know if it was a nuclear bomb.

What military base did you find this from?

Or... the explosion was just his imagination.

After a while, Gu Jun's eyes gradually became clear. Where is this? He swept around and no longer found himself in a deserted wasteland, but a hillside filled with green grass, far from full of lush trees, where he saw two horses eating grass.

Farther away, on the hillside, there are a few houses, shaped like European and American houses, two floors, sloping top, white walls, chimneys on the roof.

Am I back in time?

But Gu Jun immediately realized what was happening. This thought suddenly collapsed, surrounded by autumn scenery! Those are maple trees, Red Tone's autumn maple leaves.

But is it possible, it's just that time is out of sync... like that time he came back from a fantasy dream, six months have passed...

Gu Jun wanted to see better, he had to sit up, but a motion pulled him to the wound on his abdomen, causing him to moan painfully. His eyes looked at his abdomen, and the gauze on it was a little bloody red.

“Uncle Egg, let you tie the surgical knot, tie the square knot...” He muttered helplessly, "Now it's okay, the wound is open again. ”

He took his backpack off and put it aside, looking at the very blue sky, lying there for a while, not wanting to move.

If the salt rain is lying next to you now, talking, kissing, it might be quite romantic...

He is giving himself strength, but the scene he has experienced on the waste soil is not going away, Angel City, bugs, locust plague, locust god, flying locust squad, great plague...

Gu Jun sighed for a long time, and Po, the skinny monkey, and the big bull all gassed.

Though I've only known them for a while... it's a little sad. They didn't see the real sea or the dolphins.

There are so many others, the motorcade, Angel City.

He thought about it, and he thought about the last name they called Po, which was long and strange.

“‘Nayalatotip', it is not like the name of a nation, not even a foreign country. A foreigner, carrying an overwhelming equivalent of a missile to a small wrecked colony, led indirectly to this destruction... Is this possible? Possibly. But... there's always something strange...”

Looks like Gu Jun saw the skeleton with only a little flesh left in the iron cage, which is "Niyala Totip”?

“Chaos, death, destruction.” He shook his head and still couldn't figure it out.

“What time did that piece of junk happen? Through that split crossword symbol, the first time I got to scrap soil, the second time I got here, how could I have this ability?” Gu Jun touched his forehead. He couldn't have brought it from that PEEK skull, could he?

That's what the witch should be looking for, swallowing him, seizing this power, coming to his home world.

“Is this kind of crossing free to control? Do you want to consume something once you cross? ”

Gu Jun shrugged, “My mental state seems to be fine, I am not particularly tired... there should be consumption and not just consumption of spirit...”

Spirit? He closed his eyes and looked into his mind. The broken system power was still chaotic, but he was surprised to find himself exploring his mind like this again, and the headache became less intense, it was just a hidden swelling, you know, but when he wanted to get close to the chaos, he was going to lose consciousness.

“...” Gu Jun jumped, “I've crossed these two times, but it's good for my situation? ”

He has a feeling that he was unable to adapt to this new force before, like an allergy, so when he touched it, he developed a stress reaction, but now he is digesting, adapting...

“If that's the case, I'm in the process of recovering, getting a new state. ”

Gu Jun thought of this and opened his eyes to the sky. His heart beat more forcefully.

I'm not obsolete, it's like the witch said to become more precious... but it also attracts these demons... Now, look where this is, see if these things are related, figure out the signals and symbols, contact the sky machine station quickly, locusts, be careful of locusts...

“This should be Europe, America or Australia.” Gu Jun stood up with his body up, and the domestic house was not like that.

He looked at his abdomen. The bleeding is not serious. He doesn't need to deal with it yet. Go find someone first.

But Gu Jun knows that although this is not junk, it looks like a quiet and peaceful place, but perhaps endless malice is hidden around him.

So he walked slowly, walking toward the houses on the hillside, keeping an eye on the surroundings.

More than a dozen meters away from those houses, Gu Jun suddenly saw someone walking out the side door of a house, a short, fat white middle-aged woman, holding a basin of clothes seemed to be going to wash, the woman was wearing clothes, headwear, clothes and wooden pots… all made him not feel modern.

At this point, the woman saw him too, and suddenly she woke up and shouted in English with an unknown accent: "Oriental, Oriental! ”