I fell into deep thoughts when my brain said that, and my brain took out a pen and wrote a note.

Then he handed it to me and said, "This is the map. Just follow the route planned above."

"Why should I listen to you?" I looked into my brain.

"In order to make us all live, what do you think? Our Lord will stay here for another three months. Of course, his three months are very slow for us. It is almost a pioneer for more than ten lifetimes, but what after that? Everyone wants eternal stability, don't you want it? Otherwise, wait for him to wake up, continue to get hurt, and continue to do things. We have to face monsters, even death and the destruction of the world." The brain looked at me.

Is this considered saving the world? Am I considered a superhero?

I began to ask myself, the sea is more like a superhero in my eyes.

In my eyes, he fits all the characteristics of a superhero, and I may want to be a follower forever.

But the sea was dead, and what did I think of at this moment?

Actually, I can still continue but followers. Aren’t there countless me at the door? I can’t make up my mind, and they may not even make up their minds.

I grabbed the note in my brain and opened it and looked at it. It was a map pointing to the top.

My brain pulled out the knife from my waist, looked it and stuffed it back and said, "This thing is sharp enough, I believe you can do it."

I lit my head and walked out of the door without saying anything. I could see that my brain has selfishness. But his selfishness is for the whole world. If I have such an organization in my heart, I really don’t want my brain to make such a judgment for me. For example, I just want to waste me to make these cells in my body survive better.

I walked out of the gap and a motorcycle passed by me and went straight into the room where my brain was.

I saw the motorcycle clearly and roughly understood a truth.

The sea was so unavailable to use a motorcycle to get in, and the narrow gap just passed through.

Then, now this person must be here to convey the message. His brain can see the outside world. But he may not be able to understand the inside of his body. He relies on these messengers riding motorcycles. These messengers may be like himself, and are also people infected by monsters.

At this time, I didn't think much about it, and wanted to ask the previous twelve to discuss it together.

But at this moment, I looked around and saw that I was the only one left.

My first reaction was that everyone hid because they saw outsiders coming. They looked around and found that all the twelve people had left.

There is no place to hide here.

This puzzled me a little, why did they all leave?

There was no trace of their existence here, and I knew that I saw the empty bags on the ground.

This should be aware of the dry food that the twelve people could eat for a full meal, but it was all empty at this time.

I touched the bag and saw the residue of the cookies inside. I tried to stuff the residue into my mouth, and I realized that I was hungry.

Then I thought of what happened along the way, from the original team of 63 people to only forty-two left. Then twenty-four to thirteen.

There are always people who leave along the way, and they always leave at night. And those who leave have a characteristic, that is, they have tasted the food.

At this moment, I realized something. If I, who had just split up, had my thoughts and thought about something in synchronization with me, then what will next? As long as they tasted food and developed desires, what will they do after the food is gone?

I started to think about them, and bad thoughts appeared in my mind.

In order to be able to eat enough, although I may never starve to death. But for any verbal desire, I think I can do anything.

I can think of this, so they, as my clone, can naturally think of this.

The three words "Oh," began to surround me in my mind, and I wanted to see where the rest of me went.

At this time, I had two ideas, whether to rush to complete the tasks given by my brain or to see where those who ran away had gone.

I was just about to leave, but the man riding a motorcycle in behind me stopped me: "Hey, come in. My brain is looking for something else for you."

I turned around and entered the gap again. At this moment, my brain obviously said with a nervous look on his face: "Well, I asked you to put the things you do first. I still have time to consider it. Even if the Lord is discharged from the hospital, it is still time to do it. Go and see, many cities have said that there are countless monsters that cannot be killed. I will ask other mercenaries to cooperate with you. I have been with Dahai for a year. I heard that you should know a lot. Please help me see what the situation is before reporting. Now many Chengdus are rushing around in a small range. You can go to Philadelphia to see where it is. I heard that the fuss is very fierce."

"Isn't it okay to leave this matter to him?" I pointed to the messenger riding a bicycle.

"I'll take you to see it by bike, so I can't walk. As for what I have other things to do, I don't have time to stay in one place to watch the monsters turmoil." The man replied and rode on the bike.

The brain also explained at this time: "The news may not be true. I think it is more likely that the mercenaries saw that there was no business recently, so they made trouble in the city, so that we could sow funds for them. Because I heard that the ones who took action were not like monsters but people wearing white plaster masks."

At this moment, my heart skipped a beat, but the man behind me patted me on the shoulder: "What are you thinking? Get in the car."

I got into the man's car in front of me with a little at a loss and was then taken to Philadelphia.

Philadelphia is also divided into Philadelphia, which is a relatively huge city.

This is the largest supply city, and all pioneers are waiting for the arrival of materials to transport them everywhere.

The resources here are the richest, so all the pioneers will be here when they are almost out of reach.

At this moment, I was thinking about other reasons why I came here because there were better food resources.

I chose a taller building in the city, overlooking the entire city.

The city was quiet, and I was thinking about where I would gather.

The first thought of me was that I thought of the vicinity of the bar, such as the small corner of the bar, which I usually hide in that kind of place in order not to accept social engagements.

In the crowded city, I walked into a corner of the bar. Sure enough, many of me squatted here, and at this time I not only painted my face white or even left my clothes.

Their bodies were terrible white without blood, and their white skin was like freshly grown new flesh.

That feeling seemed to be just broken.

At this moment, I asked in confusion: "What are you doing here?"

Everyone looked at me and soon discovered that I was the only one who showed his face.

I began to explain the knowledge that my brain instilled into me to everyone. For example, as long as I destroy this person's brain and body, I can stay safe forever like the brain calls it a vegetative person. Then there will be no injuries, and no monsters will come to invade us again.

At this time, one of them took off his mask and spoke, "If, we all know the Lord you mentioned, but have you ever thought that if the Lord dies, we will die."

I was stunned and a little at a loss.

"But we have thought of a real way to live." I showed a strange smile in front of me.

More than one person in front of me started to take off his mask, each of them smiling.

With a hideous and weird smile, they didn't tell me anything else but began to scatter.

Only then did I realize that the entire alley was not just the sixty people before, but there were fewer than one or two hundred people here.

After they walked out, they rushed out from alleys in various places.

They all went to one place, and the pioneers transported materials factories.

Then the whole earth began to tremble violently, and I hurriedly chased after me.

I just saw these things and entered the passageway for transporting goods and were transported out.

...

(postscript)

"What's the patient's condition?"

"It seems to be sent by the one found in a bar. The internal organ bleeding had just been removed from the left kidney. The person who sent it in seemed to be uncomfortable and now he started to cough. What is the condition of the machine I just started to get on with difficulty breathing?"

"I don't know, my lungs are all white."
Chapter completed!