After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain

163/Extras - Time (Part 1)

Because Tang Xun'an unexpectedly died and came back to life, the memorial service was not held successfully.

But the organizers were extremely happy.

It stands to reason that Lu Yan's social relationship is relatively simple. The guests invited for Tang Xun'an's funeral and wedding are actually similar, and the wedding can be held directly, but the site of the memorial service is more serious, so he can only give up in the end.

However, Tang Xun'an and Lu Yan lived together. Yu Zhizhi's custody was also returned to Qiao Yu.

That huge silver moon has become a hot topic of discussion recently.

Most people don't understand this. After all, there is no reason for the emergence and disappearance of pollution diseases. They can only lament a miracle. March 17, when the moon appeared, was even designated as "Apocalypse Day", and the whole world had a three-day holiday simultaneously.

But there are still people who deduce something from Black Dragon Chasing the Moon.

Ji Wen originally prepared a wreath for Tang Xun'an, but now that the wreath is not needed, he has to carry the flower basket on the road.

Halfway there, I felt something was wrong, so I turned around and took Xiao Bing with me.

Ji Wen specially instructed: "Remember to wash the tail clean."

Xiao Bing replied seriously: "Comrade Lu Yan hasn't pinched my tail for a long time. We are innocent colleagues!"

Ji Wen felt that this could not be the case, no matter whether Lu Yan cared or not, they should still get things done.

He knocked on Lu Yan's door.

After a while, Tang Xun'an opened the door: "Ji Suo, what's the matter?"

Ji Wen was silent and asked, "Where is Mr. Lu?"

Tang Xun settled down: "I haven't woken up yet."

For some reason, Tang Xun'an was expressionless, but Ji Wenxi still felt an inexplicable pride in it.

Lu Yan was indeed sleeping. But he was a light sleeper, and when Tang Xun'an moved away from him, Lu Yan woke up.

His body was sore and swollen, but it wasn't uncomfortable, but the lower part was stretched too far, and he always felt that Tang Xun'an was still there.

When Lu Yan changed his clothes and came to the living room, the tea had already been brewed.

Xiao Bing stood up from the sofa with a joyful expression on his face: "Mr. Listen!"

Lu Yan nodded slightly and sat down opposite them.

Ji Wen crossed his arms and thought of many beginnings, but when he saw Lu Yan's calm expression, he felt that the routine words were a bit redundant.

"Is that you the moon?" he asked.

Lu Yan thought for a while, then replied, "Yes."

He doesn't like high profile, but he doesn't like humility either.

Although I had expected it in my heart, my own guess and Lu Yan's affirmation are always different.

Ji Wen's hands trembled, and Xiao Bing's eyes widened.

Ji Wen: "Then...do you want to be on the news? The news broadcast is also fine."

Lu Yan: "No."

In the end, Ji Wen and researcher C walked away dreamily.

After a while, the Apocalypse Forum updated the announcement.

[Happy News] Warmly celebrate Di Ting (s) for completing the [s-level task - Silver Moon Project], and thank Di Ting for its contribution to the prevention and control of world pollution diseases.

——Pollution Disease Prevention and Control Center Headquarters

Apocalypse forum crowd:? ? ?

Subject: Is there anyone discussing it, the latest announcements

Landlord: ... Is that what I think it means? Silver Moon Project? ? Silver Moon! ! It's Silver Moon! !

Floor 1: Thousands of words, don't know where to start. Thank you Emperor Di for descending to earth.

Floor 2: Can this be summed up in one word? Thank you Di Shenxia.

Level 3: How to do it. Teach me, teach me.

4th Floor (Is there 1): I haven’t seen you for a few months, has your husband Di Ting turned into something I can’t afford... [This account has been warned by the administrator]

Floor 5: Right, there is no other moon that is silver.

Floor 6: Truth—listen—are you watching? I! Love! you! This is my contact information*****! [This account has been banned by the administrator]

...

Floor 234: Thank you Dishen for descending to earth. Speaking of which, what does Di Ting do in reality?

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Due to the recent sharp decline in the number of global pollution diseases, many Apocalypse personnel in the Special Operations Department are on the verge of losing their jobs.

Fortunately, most of them have earned several lifetime wages while working, so they are not particularly panicked.

It's just that the goal of lifelong struggle has been completed in a snap, and it feels like a dream.

The Center for Prevention and Control has recently established a new facility called the Laid-Off Inspired Training and Reemployment Center.

Although it sounds miserable, in fact, the Apocalypse chooses the occupation he wants to pursue independently, and then the prevention and control center assists in completing it. Many dreams still cost a lot of money, so this department is also called "Apocalypse Dream Center".

Like Michael.

He needed CPR for a moment after knowing his fans were fake.

Fortunately, the liaison officer immediately took out a thick career planning book, and planned Michael's career as an Internet celebrity for the next two years.

He finally got his wish and became a real Internet celebrity. It became popular overnight, and I heard that the headquarters spent 30 million on marketing.

Michael goes live at 8 o'clock every day, telling about his days of fighting against pollution diseases, and will publish an autobiography recently.

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Tang Xun'an, who has been friends for many years, will naturally support Michael's live broadcasting business.

I just don’t know why, as soon as I turn on the tablet at home, the live broadcast platform automatically logs into my account.

\u0026nbsm is the "Supreme VIP", who has earned 20 million krypton in 30 years, and all her followers are beautiful anchors who dance hot dances.

He was slightly puzzled, and accidentally clicked into the live broadcast room he was following.

From the tablet, a sweet voice came from a beautiful woman: "Welcome Brother Xiaotian to the live broadcast~~Brother, have you finally come to see me?"

With a guilty conscience, Xiaotian picked up the dog leash, ready to go out and sneak himself.

It did tell Tang Xun'an that it wanted to spend some money online, but it didn't say how to spend it.

And Tang Xun'an obviously didn't have the habit of checking accounts.

I earn too much, and I can't check it out.

The account "Xiaotian" is not only a big brother with a lot of money but also a famous angel investor because it sponsored many out-of-school anchors to return to school and domestic violent housewives to return to the workplace.

It has never had a private relationship with the female anchor, and many people suspect that "Xiaotian" is impotent. But there are also many anchors who thank it for changing their lives before quitting the Internet.

Tang Xun'an flipped through the pages and didn't care too much.

the other side.

Lu Yan was in the hospital when he suddenly heard a sneer from the system: [Oh, man. I used up a box of condoms yesterday, and I’m still in the mood to watch the beauty live broadcast today. ]

[However, there is one thing to say, my sister is so twisted. ]

After his life returned to normal, Lu Yan returned to the hospital he was familiar with. Go to work every three to five days.

In the hospital lobby, a new outpatient staff list has been hung up. Lu Yan's headshot is in the first row.

He is now not only the youngest department director in the hospital, but also has an expert account of 400 yuan per person. In the hands of scalpers, it can be fried up to 3000.

Because of Lu Yan's special status, most of the patients who come to him are carefully selected.

Lu Yan looked at the test report in his hand with a slightly puzzled expression.

On the opposite side, the patient's expression was extremely tense: "Doctor, am I hopeless?"

This patient was once an apocalypse.

Although the degree of disease has been controlled due to the birth of Yinyue, the distortion has not improved.

The distortion directions of most Apocalypse are ugly.

There are only a few apocalypses like Michael who have good-looking wings and conform to the public's aesthetics.

Therefore, in order to better integrate into society, many Apocalypse spend a lot of money to cure pollution diseases.

The middle-aged man in front of Lu Yan was one of them.

The direction of his lesion was that of a turtle. Not only was his face distorted, but he also had a heavy shell on his back.

It was okay before, after all, he only needs to complete the task and clean up the pollution. However, he recently applied for a job as a game planner. Because the shell was too big, he injured three colleagues in a row.

The middle-aged man originally wanted to resign, but the boss refused to let him die, saying that he had a shell and was still an apocalypse. Recently, the "Caring for Laid-off Special Operations Workers Reemployment" activity has attracted much attention. If there is a problem with the game, the planning can be blamed.

Lu Yan came back to his senses: "Yes."

"Great doctor, when are we going to have the surgery?"

Lu Yan: "If you're in a hurry, you can do it now."

The system roared: [Tang Xun'an - watching the female anchor! ! He doesn't abide by masculinity! ]

Lu Yan rubbed his temples: "Stop fanning the flames."

The system knows it, and he knows it too.

He even knew that Tang Xun'an clicked in and looked at it for 14 seconds. And Xiaotian swears to the sky that Tang Xun'an's ID card will never be used for online real-name verification.

In order to assist Lu Yan in the operation, the hospital has equipped him with a dedicated on-duty team, who are on call 24 hours a day.

The shell was a bit difficult to remove, and it took Lu Yan six hours to get out of the operating room.

After transformation, the Apocalypse will grow a new shell, but not in the way of expelling the turtle shell, which will be much more convenient than before.

Holding a pennant, the dean rushed in beamingly: "Director Lu! The patient who was discharged last time gave a pennant! Where can I hang it for you?"

Although Lu Yan has only performed less than ten surgeries since the establishment of the business. But he has received hundreds of pennants.

Most of the time, the hospital can receive more than a dozen pictures a day, and the 80-square-meter wall of the consultation room is covered with red flags.

Lu Yan glanced at it. This time the pennant said "God loves the world" and signed "Patients with Pollution Disease in District 5 who do not want to be named".

It's a bit ironic.

Lu Yan's daily life just happens to be in an area where he is respected by others, but will not be overly concerned and interpreted.

He quite likes this kind of life.

At three o'clock in the morning, Lu Yan finished the operation, took off his white coat, and prepared to go home.

He was changing clothes here when suddenly there was the sound of a heavy object falling outside the window.

Lu Yan was taken aback, pushed open the window, and jumped directly from the fifth floor.

He fell lightly to the ground, smelling a strong smell of blood.

[Good guy, a puppy dragon fell from the sky? ]

Lu Yan looked into the bushes.

Twenty-nine-year-old Tang Xun'an fell to the ground, unconscious. His body was covered in horrific, post-battle scars.

There were wounds all over his body, several sharp thorns almost pierced through Tang's body.

Xun An's heart.

Lu Yan stepped forward, picked him up, turned around and walked towards the operating room.

Tang Xun'an slightly opened his eyes, the golden eyes were full of confusion.

He opened his mouth, and contaminated, black-red blood flowed out, wet Lu Yan's shirt.

Lu Yan heard him muttering: "Lu, Lu Yan..."

"I am here."

He grabbed Lu Yan's hand and repeated deliriously: "I really want to see you...for ten years, Lu Yan...I love you..."

Tang Xun'an was still performing the task, and was seriously injured. With the last bit of strength, he came from the past to the present.

He felt that he was going to die, and probably couldn't wait for the future with Lu Yan. So I just want to take advantage of the present and finish what I want to say.

The puppy doesn't care about words such as licking the dog at all, the puppy has always held his head high, and is a generous lover. *

Lu Yan: "No."

System: [...Stop talking, I know, you are hard again. ]

The author has something to say: *The sentence comes from the Internet.

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Dog Dragon! You beat Michael at home!

Lu Yan held the puppy dog ​​Long in the hospital for a sweet operation! Learn from others!