Daily life in Zongman

The commotion on the plane didn't last long. With the advantage of firearms, the few zombies were quickly suppressed. Except for the initial attack by someone who suddenly turned into a zombie, most of them were fine.

But the president died, and the chef coughed and sprayed some blood foam while cooking. The president ate the chef's food and turned into a zombie directly.

The person who took over the presidency was a radical. After looking at the president's authority, he directly activated the country's unconventional combat regulations.

As the code was entered, many places around the world received the same order: activate all intercontinental missiles, equipped with nuclear warheads, and destroy all hostile countries. This was to ensure that the country would not be wiped out by other countries after losing its ability to strike back.

The extremely cold order was spread to multiple bases, underground bases, submarines, etc. distributed around the world until all combat units capable of long-range attacks were notified.

As the information was confirmed, secret bases in various places that had just resumed operations began to get busy.

Amidst the mechanical clicks, passwords were entered, unlocking one confidential program after another. Tens of thousands of missiles, mixed with thousands of nuclear bombs, soared deep into the sky, accompanied by blazing flames.

As the sun rose above the sea, the soaring fireworks surpassed it, leaving it behind. They flew into the clouds, ascended into space, and headed towards their respective destinations at a breakneck speed!

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Off the coast of Japan, on a warship that the Self-Defense Forces had just regained control of, everyone looked at the synchronized information in silence.

There were many intercontinental missiles flying across the Pacific Ocean, and they would soon be able to see them on the horizon. After calculation, it was highly likely that two of those missiles were destined for Japan.

"How to do?"

"What can we do? We have to risk everything and do our best to intercept!"

"Yes!"

The Self-Defense Forces, which had just recovered, began to operate at full capacity, trying to intercept the incoming intercontinental missile.

But it was all in vain. Intercontinental missiles themselves were extremely difficult to intercept, not to mention that they had only just recovered their organization, and many of their equipment was damaged and needed to be repaired.

Everything is heading towards the worst.

The two javelins in space ended their cruise, began to adjust their posture, and left the silent space.

Fujiwara Haru, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes. The mysterious perception that was newly acquired after the fifth realm kept warning him that a great danger was approaching, requiring him to make a decision as soon as possible.

The stinging sensation between his eyebrows continued to transmit to his mind and even to his soul, reminding him that this was a deadly danger from the sky.

He went to the balcony and looked up at the sky.

In the extremely distant sky, the subtle flickering flames, the javelins across the sky, and the numerous interceptor missiles that hit one of the javelins made it clear at a glance what was happening.

After the end of the world, in order to prevent other countries from rising first, or to protect their own country from being destroyed remotely, no matter what the reason, some people choose to take the initiative to destroy other countries.

It wants to bring the human world to a true end.

The nuclear bomb attack that was supposed to happen on the fifth day in the original plot was moved forward to the third day.

Only one missile left. Are there any other interceptors? Should I take advantage of the remaining time and hide underground? Or should I immediately build a defense?

Fujiwara Haru took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and sensed his own condition.

Full, he's in great shape.

He murmured, "There's only one missile left, coming from across the Pacific. It's probably an intercontinental missile. Even if it's an older model, its terminal velocity is at least Mach 25, or 8500 meters per second. At that speed... we can only rush to it and attempt to destroy it. Current long-range attacks can't catch up with it."

"Want to...try..."

Fujiwara Haru questioned himself. He didn't know if he could succeed, or if he would die. He had never tried a nuclear bomb, humanity's ultimate weapon, and he didn't know if he could withstand it.

He knew very well that after his death, his survival mission would fail, his memory would be deleted, and he would be able to return to reality.

Fujiwara Haru felt that he didn't need to be afraid.

But his hands were shaking.

He knew that he would not really die, but death, as long as it was possible, even if it was just an experience, was still frightening.

That is the ultimate fear of mankind.

When facing death, people inevitably have many distracting thoughts in their minds.

What does it feel like...exactly?

After death, he lost all physical sensations and all thoughts. When he was resurrected by his mother, was he still himself?

The missile should have been equipped with a nuclear warhead as in the original plot. If it had chosen air-burst as in the original plot, and exploded just as he rushed over, wouldn't that have been asking for trouble?

It would be very painful at that time. His body would not be able to withstand the nuclear explosion. He would lose his vision, hearing, and touch in the heat, and then die in severe pain.

Or maybe you will turn into ashes in an instant, painlessly lose all consciousness, and no trace of your existence will remain in this world.

Fujiwara Haru felt his heart and discovered something.

He was actually... very scared, very scared, very scared of death.

So, follow your heart and don't try to intercept it. It might just be an airburst. At most, it's just a malfunction of electronic equipment, with some people dying from pacemaker problems, others from zombie attacks caused by electrical issues, or even more deaths from the destruction of hospital equipment.

and so.

[You can make mistakes on the questions, but you can’t be the wrong person. You can be bad at studying, but you can’t be a bad person.]

Fujiwara Haru opened his eyes and put his hand on the hilt of the knife.

Ten seconds passed from the time I closed my eyes to the time I opened them, and the missile was getting closer.

The spiritual power in the body began to surge, and spells to bless the body were continuously released.

The morning sun rose from the sea, bringing light to the earth. An equally crimson figure flew from the ground to the sky.

He soared into the sky, his entire body wrapped in crimson. As he flew rapidly, the dissipated spiritual energy floated behind him like wings.

The soaring phoenix flapped its fiery red wings and flew towards the sky, towards the nuclear bomb that would bring death to all living beings.

Under the shining of the morning sun, everything is quiet in the sky.

There are no people, no birds, and no living creatures here.

Here, there are only light gray clouds and the constant roar of the wind.

Fujiwara Haru no longer had any distracting thoughts in his mind. He continued to accelerate towards the missile and then passed by it.

With a slight explosion, the intercontinental missile carrying a nuclear warhead was cut into several pieces. Without a detonator, a nuclear bomb would basically not explode. If the harsh detonation conditions were not met, it would only cause a nuclear leak.

Standing in the air, watching the intercontinental missile fall towards the sea due to inertia.

Fujiwara Haru shifted his gaze, gazing at the sun in the distance. It had been a long time since he had seen the sunrise. In the past, after waking up early, he would run along the streets, never going to the top of a mountain or the beach. Even after waking up so many times, he hadn't seen the sun rise from the horizon in a long time.

The fiery red and hopeful sun rises completely from the sea, burning the sea red and bringing sunshine and hope to the earth.

The wind blew past Fujiwara Haru, the corners of his clothes rustled, and his hair fell backwards. He sheathed his long sword.

No one praised him, no one applauded him, and he didn't know if anyone knew or noticed anything.

He doesn't care about this.

He just did what he wanted to do.

Today's sunrise is beautiful, the sea water is very clear, and the scenery in the sky is really great. He likes it very much.

Fujiwara Haru is very happy now, happier than getting a pentakill in the game, happier than getting three golds from a card draw, and happier than listening to TEATIME's new song after school.

He decided to give himself some recognition and some rewards.

Let's go back and have breakfast. Ask Kato to add some more dishes so that you can eat a little more than the other survivors.

That’s all, that’s enough.

Chapter 283: Chatting with a Strange Girl (16)

When returning to the base, the speed was not as fast as before. He flew slowly to reduce the consumption of spiritual energy. On the way, Fujiwara Haru remembered something.

If I go to the cafeteria now, it seems like they haven’t had breakfast yet.

I didn't have my phone with me, so I estimated the time. It was just after sunrise, so it should be before six. If I remembered correctly, Futaba had made a work plan for the cafeteria's logistics department, and the designated breakfast service hours were 7:30-9:00. I had to wait at least an hour and a half before breakfast could be served.

At the same time, Fujiwara Haru closed his eyes and sensed that he had just sped up too fast and consumed too much energy due to the burst. Now, only 20% to 30% of the spiritual energy was left in his body. If there was any emergency later, it would still be dangerous.

Then take a nap first and get back to normal as soon as possible.

He slowly flew back to the dormitory building and noticed a girl with a single ponytail waiting on the rooftop. He dispersed the spiritual power surrounding his body, and the reddish halo dissipated as he landed on the rooftop.

"Good morning, Fujiwara-kun."

"It's Kato, good morning."

The girl placed her hand on her forehead, stood on the edge of the rooftop, and looked out at the earth in the distance.

"That was dangerous, wasn't it, Fujiwara-kun?"

He didn't answer her question and changed the subject: "Did Kato see it?"

"Hmm~ It's hard not to notice, isn't it? A crimson meteor flying into the sky is very obvious when the sky is still dark~ But I don't think many people will see it. After all, most people are asleep now. Only a few people who got up early to make breakfast are awake."

The girl turned around and walked forward in small steps. "Do you want to be seen, Fujiwara-kun, or not?"

"In the past, I probably wanted to be seen and praised, and that would make me very happy."

"now what?"

The girl stood on tiptoe and naturally began to help tidy up the cuffs and corners of clothes, using her fingertips to tidy up the clothes that were blown by the wind.

"Now, I actually kind of want to be seen and praised, but more than that, I want to avoid being discovered and then be praised by everyone after I accidentally get exposed."

"Eh~ that sounds a bit weird."

"But judging by the outcome, I was still very happy after noticing that you, Kato, had discovered what I had just done when I went out."

"I understand~"

The girl said this, trying to stand on tiptoe, then reached out and touched her head: "Yoshi yoshi~ You did a great job~ I will give Fujiwara-kun some rewards~ Is there anything you want~"

"How about an extra chicken leg for breakfast? Are there any more chicken legs in the cafeteria's cold storage?"

"Yes, no problem. Is this all the reward will take?"

“I’d be happy if I could eat more delicious food.”

The girl with a single ponytail looked at the boy in front of her, who was a head taller than her, and asked softly again: "Breakfast is still a long way off, what are you going to do now, Fujiwara-kun?"

"Get ready for a nap."

"That's it~"

She thought for a moment and asked softly, "Can I have a snack at noon? Speaking of which, it's not good to eat too much greasy food in the morning~"

"sure."

After the brief chat, the two returned to the sixth floor together. Fujiwara Haru opened the door of his bedroom, prepared to say goodbye to the girl and go back to sleep.

It was discovered that the girl went straight into the house through the open door, then she tidied the messy bed, pulled the slightly open curtains, and sat at the head of the bed.

The girl patted her thigh lightly and tilted her head slightly to look over: "Well, Fujiwara-kun, who is about to take a nap, this is an extra reward~"

"Alright!~"

Because the last lap pillow experience was so wonderful, she couldn't help but cheer. Without refusing, she closed the door with a happy face and walked over to lie on the bed.

When lying down, the girl with a single ponytail on her head took off the hairband and naturally put it on her right wrist. As the hairband was untied, her hair fell down and the girl with a single ponytail turned into a beautiful girl with long straight black hair.

Hui bent down slightly, and her soft, long hair slid over her shoulders and fell vertically. They fell on the bed and also hung beside her face.

The dim room grew even darker as the hair fell. Neither of them spoke in the bedroom. In this quiet atmosphere, a faint fragrance gradually became noticeable. It was a light aroma, hard to pinpoint, but it smelled quite pleasant.

I also smelled it when I was sleeping in the tent last time, but I fell asleep too quickly and didn't feel it carefully.

Closing my eyes, the fragrance became clearer and more pleasant. I took a deep breath, sighed with satisfaction, and felt happy.

While the fragrance is clear, I can also feel the touch behind my head more clearly even if I close my eyes. The slightly fleshy thighs, even through the hem of the skirt, can still feel the soft warmth.

At this moment, in addition to the touch on the back of her head, there was also the girl's gentle fingertips. When she bent down, as her hair fell, the girl's fingertips also rested on her ear.

With gentle pressure, her slender fingers slid from the bottom of the ear to the top, and her thumb pressed lightly on the inside of the ear. The girl carefully cleaned the dust from the ear, then pressed again, bringing a soothing touch and tenderness.

It was just that occasionally the hairband on her right wrist would rub against it, causing a slightly strange feeling.

"Fujiwara-kun, give me your right hand~"

Hearing this, he raised his right hand, and after it was held, a hairband appeared on his right wrist.

"I'll leave it with you for now~"

The girl said this and continued to gently press the back of the head with her fingertips.

It’s a great experience to have no more strange feelings.