Chapter 1114 Lost Memory

The rattling tram was dangling on the streets of Moscow, leading Zhou Qingfeng forward slowly. The carriages are empty and quiet, but the interior is a bit old. And looking out the car window, any building has a bit of history, it's still old to put it bluntly.

Before arriving at the destination, Zhou Qingfeng was recalling the 'Dongshuang' he saw on the wasteland battlefield. When he made an emergency landing and rushed to the side of the power armor, the main body of the armor was almost torn apart by Marco.

Without the cover of armor, there is a pale girl hiding inside. Her chest collapsed and was seriously injured by Mar Keshi's heavy punch. But when she saw Zhou Qingfeng, the girl with a mouth full of blood smiled and said hello: "Hi, Victor Hugo, nice to meet you."

Zhou Qingfeng knew with just one glance that even with the help of therapeutic needles, this girl would at best be a flashback. He squatted down and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"My name is Yana, and I don't actually have amnesia. I just don't want to tell others about it, and I don't want to fight anymore, so kill me and let me be free."'Dongshuang' said.

But Zhou Qingfeng didn't mean to talk about feelings, he asked: "Did you watch a movie called 'Wasteland'?"

'Dongshuang' opened his eyes wide, and shook his head after being stunned for a long time, "I don't remember. I always seem to be reincarnated in nightmares, over and over again without ending. There seems to be such a movie, but I'm not sure .”

"Do you still remember who the protagonist of the movie you watched was?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.

'Dongshuang' opened her mouth but didn't say anything. She still shook her head, but suddenly said: "It seems to be a biochemist. He seems to have created some kind of virus."

The face of 'Dongshuang' moved to the side of Marco Shi, and added blankly, "He created mutants."

Fuck!

How many chosen ones did 'GOD' throw into the wasteland? Zhou Qingfeng, David Lawrence, the 'Dongshuang' in front of them, now another virus player has come out.

Zhou Qingfeng asked 'GOD' repeatedly, but couldn't figure out why. He finally asked if 'Dongshuang' still remembered where he lived in his original home? Then give her a high dose of morphine to make her death easier.

Zhou Qingfeng considered it entirely from a utilitarian point of view, 'Dongshuang' had done a mess in the wasteland, and she had no influence for him to inherit, and she herself didn't want to continue living in the wasteland. Then I can only choose to go to the real world to find her body and see what the random reward is?

The tram continued to shake and move forward, and Zhou Qingfeng had already got off. He stepped in front of an ordinary residential area in the outer suburbs of Moscow.

According to the address Dongshuang gave, this is her home.

The residential area is very old, and it is still a model house from the Khrushchev period decades ago. The appearance is the same, and the corridors are dark and messy. And when Zhou Qingfeng walked to a door and knocked for a long time, the neighbor next door came out to look it up, and asked, "Hey..., who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Yana, I'm her friend."

"Hehehe..., you're lying. Yana has no friends."

The face of the neighbor was as ugly as that of this dilapidated building, but Zhou Qingfeng got the information he wanted with a hundred-dollar bill - Yana went crazy more than two years ago and was admitted to a mental hospital.

So Zhou Qingfeng went to look for an unknown mental hospital, and finally found a pale girl who lived in a simple room and was tied up on the hospital bed with a restraint belt. She couldn't even move her eyeballs, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

"Don't look at her being so quiet now, but she is actually very violent. This child is very strong, and it takes four or five people to control her. She always tells people that she is fighting and that she has killed many people.

Poor girl, she used to be a student at the Moscow State Academy of Dance, and she was very good at ballet. Suddenly one day she went crazy and became unreasonable. Multiple treatments failed, and her condition became worse and worse. Her parents were completely disappointed in her and had to send her here. "

A nursing aunt from the mental hospital led Zhou Qingfeng into the ward, and raised her chin to indicate that the girl on the hospital bed was the person Zhou Qingfeng was looking for.

"Can you loosen her restraints? I want to be alone with her for a while." Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"This is not in compliance with the regulations." The nursing aunt exhaled a smoke ring and shook her head without hesitation. Zhou Qingfeng opened his wallet again, and exchanged the money for a chance to be alone with the girl.

The iron door of the single room slammed shut, and the nursing aunt was still shouting outside: "Young man, you'd better restrain yourself inside, certain things are not allowed."

Zhou Qingfeng smiled bitterly, pulled a broken chair and sat in front of the hospital bed. Yana on the bed had already sat up, looked at Zhou Qingfeng with puzzled eyes, and said after a while, "I seem to have dreamed of you in a dream? You in the dream were a big villain."

"Your dreams are real. I am indeed a villain." Zhou Qingfeng nodded with a smile, and reached out to grab Yana's palm. The girl's skin was cold, and she shrank back in shock, with great strength.

Zhou Qingfeng's strength was even greater, the moment the skin of the two touched, he received a reminder from 'GOD'.

"You have deprived Yana of her natural ability 'combat intuition', which comes from the sensitivity of thinking that the combat race has accumulated in history and culture, and has been exchanged for countless sacrifices. It will allow you to make fewer mistakes when facing the enemy."

"You have obtained the permission to transfer 20,000 tons of wasteland low-value materials."

"The amount of low-value materials you transfer from reality to wasteland every day has risen to 1,500 tons, which can be accumulated."

At the moment when the two shook hands, Zhou Qingfeng felt a lot of visual and auditory disordered information poured into his head. These messages are all experienced from Yana's perspective, without exception, there are some extremely bloody scenes, no wonder this girl will go crazy.

The world of Wasteland is simply not suitable for a schoolgirl who can only dance ballet.

When all the information forced into his mind was over, Zhou Qingfeng suddenly found that he was unable to lean against the bed, and his whole body was sweating. Yana was still sitting on the hospital bed, and the palms of the two were still holding each other. Her palms had become warm, but Zhou Qingfeng's hands had become cold and wet, full of sweat.

"Who are you? Are you sick?" Yana on the hospital bed seemed to have had a dream, but she couldn't remember the plot of the dream when she woke up. She felt strange that she was suddenly in a room with white walls, and what was even more strange was the man holding her hand in front of her.

Yana didn't remember knowing such a man, but she felt that this man was vaguely familiar from the bottom of her heart.

"Forget about all of this." Zhou Qingfeng regained some strength and stood up again. He whispered something to Yana and turned away immediately. And when the iron door of the room was opened, the nursing aunt was listening to the corner. There is a bald middle-aged Russian beside the aunt.

As soon as the two sides met, the nursing aunt immediately said: "Since you two stayed in the room quietly for five hours, I think you may really be Yana's friend, so I invited Yana's father. "

The nursing aunt pointed to the Russian middle-aged man beside her, and the bald middle-aged man in his forties and fifties also stared blankly at Zhou Qingfeng. The two men looked at each other for a long time, Zhou Qingfeng didn't know what to say. He took out a checkbook from his pocket, wrote a number, signed it and tore it up to the bald middle-aged man.

Facing Zhou Qingfeng's strange behavior, the bald middle-aged man was even more inexplicable. Seeing Zhou Qingfeng leave quickly, he quickly waved and shouted several times, but he didn't know what to ask?

Instead, the nurse took a peek at the check and exclaimed, "My God, this man just gave a million dollars?"

The balding middle-aged man didn't care to read the check, because Yana came out of the room barefoot and called him, "Dad, why are you here? And who was that person just now?"

"You don't know who he is?" The bald middle-aged man was even more confused about the situation.

Watching Zhou Qingfeng's fleeing back disappear, Yana suddenly hugged her father again, crying, "Dad, I suddenly feel very happy. It seems that I haven't hugged you for a long, long time."

On the contrary, Zhou Qingfeng leaned against the corner of the wall where no one was paying attention after walking away, and a word from 'GOD' echoed in his head-work hard, boy! You are already the furthest of all the chosen ones, but if you fail, you will also be the worst.