The Kingdom of Punia is in the darkest time before dawn.

Outside the capital Baisha City, on the desolate and endless desert, tens of thousands of people are gathering together. They range from the prime of life to the octogenarians, both men and women. They are wrapped in headscarves to prevent them from being burned by the sun.

The clothes are ragged, and the skin hidden under the shadow of the cloth is ulcerated. Some of the ulcers on the face are actually infested with maggots, and white creatures are wriggling on them, but no one cares.

They held guns in their hands, their eyes were numb, and there was deathly silence. They instinctively cried out in unbearable pain one after another.

"Musani, when will we act? If we wait any longer, we will miss the agreed time and there will be no next chance!" Someone asked the woman next to him anxiously.

The woman was wrapped in a black scarf and was wiping a knife. Her chocolate-colored face under the shadow had soft lines, but she had a pair of eyes as deep and firm as diamonds. There was a ulcer on her cheek like the others.

She wiped the knife slowly, and you could see her inner hesitation.

"Chief, take action!"

"While everyone still has some strength!"

Several other people also said.

This is a coup d'état army that is old and weak and has old and weak armor. In Baisha City, the royal family is guarded by elite soldiers and generals with sophisticated equipment, and there are also people who return to their ancestors.

They all knew that this was more of a suicide attack than a coup.

Someone in the city is willing to open the door for them so that they can take some people with them to hell.

Everything had been planned originally, but the leader Musani began to hesitate for some reason.

"Musani, what are you waiting for?"

What are you waiting for? This is the only chance. They hate the royal family, the bastards who abandoned them after the epidemic began, closed the city gates themselves, and continued to live in peace and prosperity with the taxes they paid.

Because of its hard-working and capable citizens, this country is rich in natural resources such as oil and natural gas. Although it has a small land area, it is one of the most prosperous and desirable tourist countries in the world. But that was already fifteen years ago.

Fifteen years ago, an unknown genetic infectious disease spread in this country. The skin of the infected person would have ulcers that could not be healed. The ulcers started from the skin all over the body. After the whole body had ulcers, the internal organs would also begin to ulcerate.

, he will die at that time.

But there is often no need to wait until this time, as some infected people have collapsed and committed suicide because they cannot bear the maggots crawling around their bodies.

In order to avoid being affected, various countries blocked sea, land and air routes, closed their doors tightly, and refused their visits. The country was isolated.

Fortunately, a year later, a pharmaceutical company successfully developed a drug and pulled them out of despair. Although the drug was not cheap, it didn't matter if they could survive.

But no one expected that two years later, this genetic infectious disease would break out again in the country. They were told that the virus could not be killed, but could only be suppressed and in a dormant state. If they did not take medicine every day, it would wake up.

Torture them again.

People felt fine at first, but as time went by, the drugs emptied their wallets. They worked day after day, scrimped and lived, just to buy drugs to survive, and even the spiritual world began to wither.

When more and more ordinary people cannot afford medicines, corporate tycoons donate again and again, and humanitarian aid from other countries comes one after another, but it is still not enough, they turn their expectant eyes to their government-the royal family.

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The royal family made a choice. They have still collected various taxes over the years, but are unwilling to bear this bottomless pit payment, which will greatly affect their luxurious life. They closed the city gates and pulled out one after another to make the world slide.

He told a ridiculous lie, but in fact he had abandoned his citizens, enjoying the same luxurious life in the city as before, and left them to the control of entrepreneurs and foreign countries.

There is news that the royal family seems to be looking for connections to leave this country, but because of the virus lurking in the body, no other country is willing to open its doors to accept them.

"Those are the taxes we paid, our life-saving money, but they used it for their enjoyment."

"I heard that they have stockpiled a warehouse of medicine and would rather keep it expired than give it to us..."

When parents watched their children die, and the children watched their parents die, the flames of anger and hatred ignited in their hearts, and the coup army appeared.

They don't expect that a mob like themselves can defeat the army and really kill the heavily protected royal family. But if they can make the royal family feel afraid, they can at least give the medicine to the children, or attract the attention of the international community and gain the support of the big powers.

To help means to die a worthy death.

Everyone present had given up their lives, either for revenge or for the sake of the young children behind them.

Listening to the urging and questions from her companions around her, Musani said: "Wait a little longer."

"What on earth are you waiting for?!"

"Waiting for some news."

"What news?"

Musani didn't say it because she knew that saying it would only have counter-effects. Now they wouldn't listen to anything. They just wanted to burn their lives completely and take revenge on the hateful royal family. What's more, it was really not a convincing person.

reasons.

Just the night before, before they packed up and set off, Mousani received a call from overseas.

This is very rare. Since the national walls of various countries have been closed to them, even scam calls from abroad will not come in. It is as if even the scammers know that the people in this country are so poor that it is not worth their waste of words.

They are like an island surrounded by an endless sea of ​​despair and loneliness.

"Hello, Musani, I am the owner of the puzzle intelligence house, and I have a piece of information that I want to sell to you."

The information dealer gave her information that she couldn't believe, for a low fee that even she could afford.

"Are you telling the truth?!"

"Before dawn, you can get confirmation from the international news."

And their suicide attack took place just before dawn, after the carnival in the palace ended.

…

The middle- and lower-class atavistic families that had almost succeeded in cooperating with the Ling family in the past chose to form an alliance to jointly seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to improve their family status, waiting like hungry wolves for the opportunity to attack Mei Yanlan.

But they also suddenly lost track of Mei Yanlan tonight, and the ancestral families at the upper levels of the pyramid took action, and they only realized what happened later.

"Mei Yanlan is dead?!"

"He's not dead, he was taken to the hospital."

They breathed a sigh of relief, okay, okay, this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is still there.

"But..." The person over there made a hesitant voice.

"But what?"

"Mei Yanlan seems to be like all atavistic people and can only give birth to healthy offspring with ordinary people."

"What?! Are you sure?"

"It was that organization that tested Mei Yanlan's atavistic gene program. The accuracy rate was as high as 99%. It seems that it was because of this discovery that she was killed. The people in the atavistic family seemed to be relaxed.

Take a breath."

The phone was hung up amid the cries of "Ling's family" gnashing their teeth.

After the Ling family was arrested for making clones, they have been locked in a detention cell. For ordinary people, this is a felony. For people who are atavistic, although it is also a crime, the final sentence is basically more than a year.

Less than three years.

It's just that the Ling family never dreamed that they would be imprisoned for such a crime.

"I'm afraid I'm going to give those people an advantage." During the parade, the Ling family gathered together and said through gritted teeth.

They all knew who they were talking about, those middle- and lower-class atavistic families who cooperated with the Ling family. They all hoped to marry Mei Yanlan and give birth to a mixed-blood child. The Ling family was detained for saying these things.

I will definitely act on my own.

"No, Miss Hong will definitely take action." The head of the Ling family said. He still had some bandages wrapped around his body. His complexion was very poor, and his expression was gloomy and turbid, as if he had aged ten years again.

During the time he was imprisoned, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that they were being plotted together by Mei Yanlan and Jing Bi. "That unfilial daughter was unwilling to help when the family was in trouble. She was just taking advantage of others, just like her father."

Virtue, I don’t know how to write responsibility!”

"She probably thought she would be safe by locking us up. Huh, naive, she will regret it when the time comes. If she is obedient, we are her biological family after all, and the organization will look after us to some extent. If she doesn't

It’s worth saving her life. It’s hard to say now.” Young Master Ling also said with a ferocious face.

Influenced by his father, he has longed to be respected and popular in the atavistic world all his life, so he is counting on his niece.

"Fortunately, Miss Hong will give us some face and save her life for us to use when we go out." The head of the Ling family said, his tense face relaxed a little. After being locked up for a year or two, his old bones will still be able to survive.

Wait, he can still see the day when the ancestral family that once looked down on him will regret it and beg for cooperation.

There was nothing to do in the detention center. They indulged in this fantasy all day long and laughed in their dreams.

But this night, when they were preparing to go to sleep and continue dreaming, the prison guard came over and called the Ling family leader, saying that someone wanted to see him.

The head of the Ling family came to the reception room and met several people who had almost succeeded in cooperating more than ten years ago. This time they also made plans to cooperate with the head of the ancestral family.

He immediately held his head high, his brows showing a look of contentment, feeling that their family had to rely on him to move forward to a higher level, and they were inferior to him and had to support him. And they used to be very generous.

"Bang!" Several pieces of paper hit the head of the Ling family in the face.

The man pointed at his nose and cursed angrily: "Ling Feng, you old fool, how dare you let us work with you for so long in vain! I have seen stupid people, but I have never seen you so stupid. Don't even think about it.

You have become a master, and you should be buried as soon as possible so that you don’t embarrass yourself again!”

Another one also cursed angrily: "The heart is as high as the sky, and the fate is as thin as paper. The genes of your Ling family are so rotten. Our eyes were also blinded and we didn't see clearly, so we actually believed your words!"

The head of the Ling family was not respected, and was scolded all over his face. He was so angry that he was shaking all over, "How dare you... how dare you..."

"What are we afraid of? Let me tell you, you'd better stay in there for the rest of your life, otherwise we will make you look good when you come out! Don't think we will give up!"

"Do you still think that your family can rely on Mei Yanlan to rise? Let's see if you have that fate. If you are so stupid, God will give you food in your mouth. You will spit it out. You will be trampled under your feet in this life.
To be continued...