Chapter 71 The Beginning of the End Times, the Tragedy of the Human Race

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An old professor with a Mediterranean hairstyle stood on the podium and knocked on the table a few times.

"Students, please be quiet!"

"What's the use of you being excited here? If you have this skill to worry about Yancheng, which is a thousand kilometers away, it is better to find a way to quickly improve your strength, become Wuzong, become Wuwang, or even become the emperor of the human race to deter the monsters. , bless my human race!"

"The battle of Yancheng's annihilation happened yesterday, and the news you received has been delayed for a whole day. Now, no matter how worried, yelled, or unwilling you are, it will not change the fact that Yancheng has been destroyed. There are 810,000 people in Yancheng. It is impossible for the compatriots of the human race to be resurrected again!"

"My old man still said that, what you have to do now is to improve yourself, and strive to make this kind of city-destroying battle less likely to happen in the days to come, or it will never happen!"

The chaotic discussions in the classroom finally stopped, and all the students quieted down, looking up at the old professor on the podium.

Wang Zhe raised his head and clenched his fists. He gritted his teeth and blushed, trying to keep the tears from falling from his eyes.

"Wang Zhe, condolences and change!"

Sun Yan, who was at the table next to her, quietly handed over a few tissues.

As the monitor of Martial Arts Class 20, Sun Yan knew all the information about the 42 students in the class. She knew that Wang Zhe, who usually looked cool and didn't talk much, actually came from Yancheng.

"thanks!"

Wang Zhe didn't reach out to pick up the tissue, the tears in his eyes were instantly evaporated by the psychic energy in his body, he turned his head to look at Sun Yan expressionlessly, and said, "I'm fine."

"Okay...Okay," Sun Yan's heart fluttered, softly persuading: "What I want to say is, don't do stupid things, Yancheng has been destroyed, even if you find a way to go back, Can't save anyone."

"Professor Zhao is right. The only thing we can do now is to practice martial arts and strive to improve our own strength. Only when our own strength is strong enough can we have the opportunity to bless one side."

Wang Zhe turned his head, stopped looking at Sun Yan, and said in a cool voice, "I know, thank you. I will try my best to become stronger, and then go back and slaughter all the monsters in Yancheng!"

Wang Zhe's voice is firm, his expression is serious, and his words are full of viciousness.

Sun Yan opened her mouth, sighed softly, and looked up at the podium, no longer persuading.

"Now let's start the official class!"

Professor Zhao lowered his head and glanced at the students under his seat. Seeing that although they were quiet for a while, the anger in his eyes remained, and his expression was unbearable. He coughed lightly and said:

"Today, we don't talk about martial arts. Let me talk to you about the development history of the demon clan over the past 100 years, as well as the history of our human race's continuous struggle to resist the invasion of monsters."

"Don't think that these are irrelevant, tell you that you can fight a hundred battles if you know yourself and the enemy. If you don't have a very thorough understanding of the development process of monsters, don't know their nature, don't know their strength, how can you talk about them? Completely wiped out?"

"... The source of all this was at the beginning of the 21st century. At that time, there was no federal government on earth, and not everyone was martial. The martial arts theory only existed in China. Yes, China is our federation. The predecessor, strictly speaking, we all have the blood of our ancestors in China..."

"...Spiritual power suddenly recovered, no one knows its source, and no one knows when it started to appear... Until 2040, the world's monsters began to awaken, and some of the forerunners of the monster race, Rapidly increasing their strength in a very short period of time, they cultivated in the deep mountains, gathered strength by the river, and quietly rose without human beings aware of it..."

"Let's not talk about other places, it's too far away from us, but let's just say that there were five places where big monsters lurked in China at that time.

They are in Shanghai, Beijing, Tianjin, Shudi, Haidao and Rongcheng respectively. "

"Perhaps some students have already guessed it, yes, it is the place where the five demon emperors who are the greatest threat to our federal government are rising. , as well as the iron-toothed crocodile of the island and the tiger evil demon emperor who claims to be the tiger king in Rongcheng."

"These demon emperors are all the forerunners of the demon clan, and they showed unique and peerless talents as soon as they were born. The speed of evolution and promotion is leaps and bounds. It only took less than half a year for them to reach the sixth-level demon king. The level of the fighter is not afraid of all firearms, and even in a nuclear explosion, it is only injured but not dead, and it is very powerful..."

The students in the audience were gradually attracted by these descriptions from Professor Zhao's mouth. From childhood to adulthood, in their lives, in addition to practicing martial arts, they also learned tactics. As for these historical events in the human race and the demon race, it is really rare to have the opportunity to understand them. .

Especially the five demon emperors in the current demon clan, they only heard their names, but never heard of their origins.

"...The rise of every demon emperor grew up under the immersion of the flesh and blood of millions of human compatriots, and every demon emperor bears the burden of hundreds of millions or even ten of our human compatriots. 100 million or more lives..."

"The hatred between humans and monsters has long been deep into the bone marrow, and it is so thick that it can't be melted and cut continuously. This is a war of genocide, this is a war of genocide. If you want to live, the human race must fight to the death! In the eyes of human beings, the human body is the source of their evolution, their hostility to the human race and their desire for human flesh and blood will never change..."

The more Professor Zhao spoke, the more excited he became, and the spit stars splashed everywhere.

"Well, it's a bit far off. Let's go back to the beginning of the turmoil of the monster... The official history is no longer available, but according to the memories of some senior masters who are still alive, the turmoil of the monster initially seems to have occurred in 2040. In the second half of the year, around August and September, when the summer heat is strong..."

Wang Zhe was a little distracted. He was not interested in these past histories. His mind was full of news that Yancheng had been destroyed and all his parents and clansmen were killed in battle. His thoughts were in chaos.

Don't look at what he said very lightly just now, about improving his strength, about killing all monsters, in fact, what he is most looking forward to is to see his family come back to life, everyone to eat and play happily together.

Just a few days ago, he had been promoted to the ninth level of martial arts. He was only half a year away from graduating from the Federal Military University. He could go back to Yancheng to reunite with his family, allowing his parents to live a relatively rich life without having to pay for a bite of food. Running hard with a glass of water.

He originally planned to get married and have children in Yancheng, set up a family and start a business, and desperately protect the safety of Yancheng and his family.

But now, all is gone!

Yancheng was destroyed, all the people in the city were killed, and none of his parents and family members were spared.

He Wang Zhe, from now on, has no home.

Wang Zhe's mood turned gloomy, his fists clenched again unconsciously, and the psionic energy in his body also showed signs of rioting and breaking his body.

This is a sign of madness!

"Wang Zhe! Wang Zhe! What's wrong with you?"

The same table called in a low voice, and at the same time raised his hand and tugged Wang Zhe's sleeve tightly. Wang Zhe was shocked and came back to his senses. He couldn't help turning his head to look at Wang Yan. Seeing Wang Yan's worried expression, his heart couldn't help but warm. .

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern!"

Wang Zhe calmly restrained his mind and gathered the somewhat chaotic spiritual energy in his body, and his mind gradually returned to normal.

At this time, Professor Zhao's voice entered Wang Zhe's ears again.

"...In short, the turmoil was unprecedented in scale and occurred all over the world. Thousands of planes were shot down, train tracks between cities were destroyed, and countless casualties were caused, that is, there After that, the governments of various countries on the earth really began to pay attention to these suddenly awakened aliens, and began to use a large number of troops to encircle and hunt these monsters living in the wild..."

"...However, everything is too late. The evolution of monsters is far beyond human expectations. Ordinary guns and cannons are already difficult to pose a threat to those first-level or even second-level monsters, and missiles, hydrogen bombs, etc. Such weapons of mass destruction cannot be used easily, and it is also difficult to accurately target those monsters..."

"...Afterwards, when governments of various countries set their sights on the wild, the pets in the city suddenly concentrated and rioted. All kinds of pets that were on the verge of awakening were awakened almost at the same time, and they showed their owners around them. Sharp fangs."

"In that year, human beings suffered heavy casualties. The population base of the human race was directly reduced from 12 billion to 8 billion, of which nearly 4 billion people were buried in the belly of beasts in those two days... Therefore, many ancestors They are used to calling that year the beginning of the end of the world, the death of the human race..."

Ding Lingling!

The get out of class bell rang, and the martial arts theory class in this session was over. Professor Zhao did not have the habit of asking the classroom, so he stopped the lecture in a timely manner, simply cleaned up the notes on the desk, and turned to leave the classroom.

Snapped!

Wang Zhe felt the qi and blood in his chest surge up, his eyes darkened, and he fainted on his chair.

Almost at the same time, Yang Fan was jolted, and suddenly woke up from the meditation, a ray of unspeakable sadness rose in his heart, and his mind was chaotic.

For a while, he couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or in reality.