Know what's going on."

"Alas." Zhu Xiaole shook his head and sighed: "Xu Yingzhi's father disappeared when the beast invaded Farm Station No. 8 last time."

The stupid Chen De said in a rough voice: "Why is he missing? He must have been eaten by a monster or trampled to pulp."

Upon hearing this, Yu Wensheng immediately shouted sharply: "Shut up!"

Chen De was startled, closed his mouth and looked at Yu Wensheng aggrievedly, wondering why this good friend suddenly became angry with him.

Yu Wensheng sighed and said: "Stubborn Niu, don't say such things again."

"Oh." Chen De nodded in agreement honestly.

The whole class also fell silent.

In today's era, countless people die in the wild every year, including soldiers, military police and other public servants working abroad, as well as ordinary citizens who secretly leave the base city for various reasons, hunters, and mercenaries...

And everyone knows that once you die from a rare chao attack, you will inevitably end up with no body left.

But in this class, and even among all the teachers and students in the entire Second High School, no one knows the horror of the beast chao better than Yu Wensheng, who has personally experienced the invasion of the beast chao - it is truly a threat that threatens to destroy the world and destroy the world.

The terrifying power of the situation will cause destruction wherever it passes.

Human beings, even the top experts today, can only end up in despair when faced with beasts alone!

Now Yu Wensheng finally understands why Xu Yingzhi couldn't help crying when she saw him - among the drivers of the military police convoy going to Farm Station No. 8 that day, there should be her father? The poor man is extremely lucky to be alive.

He came back, but Xu Yingzhi’s father could never come back, not even his body was left behind...

It was not until after class that Xu Yingzhi returned to the classroom with red eyes.

"I'm sorry, I, I lost my temper." Xu Yingzhi apologized softly.

Yu Wensheng shook his head and pushed over a piece of paper with a few straightforward and even vulgar words written on it:

It has been eight years since my father left me, and there is no news. I don’t even know when he died or if he died. Think about it, how many people living around us have lost their lives over the years.

Lost your loved ones? The answer is many...

And they dare to face death, or have no choice but to do so, not only for their own lives, but also for us, for all the surviving people in this world, in this very bastard and cruel era, to have a good life

, live on!

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Chapter completed!