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"Nuclear Explosion Start: I Lead Humanity Towards the Future"

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In the year 2030, as humanity ceaselessly emits greenhouse gases, global warming escalates. The permafrost glaciers in Antarctica begin to melt, awakening ancient viruses that had been dormant within. Initially, mankind pays little attention to this virus, until it rapidly proliferates across the globe. Tragedy strikes—all the plant life on Earth is killed off by this "Withering Virus." Caught in the nuclear war that humans initiated over food, He Zhiyong is reborn into a university classroom more than twenty years in the past, acquiring a mysterious technological system. With controllable nuclear fusion, biotechnology, antimatter engines, space cities, and extraterrestrial life at his disposal, watch how the protagonist strives to prevent the apocalyptic spread of the Withering Virus.
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Chapter 1 - "Intercontinental Missiles and Antarctica"

This is the Antarctic Institute.

A house with bright red paint stands alone in the snow.

He Zhiyong just woke up from hunger and was ready to get up and go to the supplies department to get today's supplies. When he passed the portholed window, he just saw the scene outside the window!

Cut a white smoke straight across the sky, the white smoke is at the end of a huge metal awl reflects the sunlight!

"It's an intercontinental missile! Oh, my God, it's all over the South Pole? !"

See the sky is falling crazy intercontinental ballistic missile, He Zhiyong flung a jiling, all the drowsiness is deep fear to disperse.

Because the intercontinental missile target is 10 kilometers of the iceberg!

Fourteen kilometers!

If a nuclear weapon had been attached to an ICBM, their institute would have been ripped to pieces by the blast wave!

"Dying..."

"Boom!

He Zhiyong only came and said two words, the speed of the fall of the intercontinental missile has been detonated in the air iceberg!

A light cluster 10,000 times more dazzling than the sun in the sky appeared in the Antarctic sky with a loud noise.

A nearly ten thousand meters high mushroom cloud as the light dissipates and appears, the dark smoke is like a ferocious demon, teeth and claws of continuous motion.

The shock wave from the explosion swept through everything in a frenzy.

Unfortunately, the surrounding human building only He Zhiyong institute.

Shock wave force, with the broken pieces of the huge ice directly into the institute.

In a flash, just a few seconds after seeing the missile in the sky, He Zhiyong lost consciousness forever.

...

At the same time, inside a U.S. base.

A middle-aged man in a U.S. military uniform looks impassive at the screen in front of him.

He fired the hydrogen bomb at the South Pole!

"This is the last roar of man, all is lost..."

This hydrogen bomb is the last roar of mankind against the man who is about to destroy himself.

Yes, the human race is going extinct!

In 2030, due to global warming, the Antarctic permafrost glaciers melt, and the ancient viruses trapped in the glaciers are activated.

At first no one cared about the virus.

Because the virus doesn't do any harm to the animals.

But something terrible happened!

The real target of this virus is plants!

All plants infected by this virus will be irreversible wither, no exception!

They call it the blight virus!

When it really appeared in public view, wilt virus has already spread to all countries!

All the plants began to die irrepressibly.

Food crops, grasslands, forests... Everything began to decline as a withered yellow.

The whole world is named famine disaster.

By 2040, more than 6 into the plants to die, all crops are already extinct.

So, for the "food" war broke out, small big countries began to constantly plunder all can eat.

Including... People!

But wilt virus still can't find effective medicament to be curbed, relying on other countries blood absorption survived several powers, is ultimately on the consuming situation of each other.

In 2045 by the first launched the war, the war escalated, eventually evolved into a deadly nuclear war!

Around the earth are the ruins of the nuclear explosion, mankind has reached the end!

The hydrogen bomb at the South Pole is the last indignation and roar of mankind!

Unfortunately, this is just human impotent rage.

Human beings are finally destroyed in their own hands, destroyed in the hands of a humble virus!

...

In the sight of a piece of silver.

A silk line extends in the line of sight, a black dot in the silk line, forming a tree diagram in the void.

He Zhiyong some confusion of looking at everything in sight, especially in the tree.

This is... What is this?

Unconsciously, he looked at the bottom of the tree.

[Energy: Nuclear fission technology]

One line appeared on the black spots.

The next moment, the black spot suddenly turns white and goes up.

[Energy: Controlled nuclear fusion]

As He Zhiyong's vision projection, the original line of words under the dim black spot suddenly flash silver light, countless words, symbols and drawings instantly submerged him!

...

"He Zhiyong He Zhiyong!"

"Professor call you! Ho Chi-yong!"

In a daze, a familiar and strange low cry came from the ear.

The sight gradually returns to focus.

What came into view was a classroom.

Looking at the podium is frowning eyes around the old man, He Zhiyong pupil slightly shrink.

This is... Professor hao?

He... He is not in the died five years ago?

"Ho Chi-yong! This is Professor Hao's pathology class. Are you dying? Hurry up! The professor asked you to answer questions!"

He Zhiyong roommate voice beside some worry, this but huake university of science and technology of the most severe archenemy hao yuan!

How dare he!

"And then ask again, He Zhiyong classmates? Please answer this question!"

There was anger in Hao Yuan's voice.

He Zhiyong in the pull of the roommate, stood up and the body with a clueless look on his face, and turned to look around a circle.

Such a familiar scene.

This is... His college classroom!

If I remember correctly, this was one of his pathology classes in his sophomore year!

He quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket and lit up the screen with his thumb.

September 20, 2020!

Heavy... Born again? !

For a moment, He Zhiyong's mind emerged numerous complex emotions.

Lost, sad, frightened and a glimmer of hope!

This was a decade before the blight virus was born, and today's Antarctic permafrost glaciers aren't unleashes buried demons!

Everything is too late!

In his previous life, he had to work hard at the institute to study blight, and their Antarctic Research institute, as the most advanced biological institute, has made critical progress.

This life, he wants to find a way to prevent the birth of the blight!

But... How should do?

"Ho Chi-yong? Did you hear my question?"

Podium professor hao yuan gas blushed thick neck, pointing to the He Zhiyong fingers trembled.

In all his years of teaching at Huake University of Science and Technology, it was the first time he had met such a disrespectful student!

It's amazing

He Zhiyong finally looked up at Professor Hao Yuan on the platform and the blackboard behind him, his eyes moved slightly.

Now that he's gone back twenty-five years to this summer, maybe... This is a chance for humanity!

Next moment!

In my mind the memory of those who have hidden began to appear constantly, a chemical equation and words he was recalled.

In the depths of his memory of the past life, unfamiliar memories began to swirl like a storm!

March, early spring.

East of Nanhuang Zhou, a corner.

Haze of the sky, a piece of dark gray, with heavy depression, if someone spilled ink on rice paper, ink soak the firmament, dizzy catch the clouds.

Cloud cliff, blend each other, diffuse out of the walls of crimson lightning, accompanied by a rumbling of thunder.

Like gods growl, here on earth.

Color in the rain, with a sad, fall in the bun.

The hazy, there is a the ruins of the city, in the faint red blood rain silence, lifeless.

In the city, the walls and walls are ruined, everything is withered, collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, and black and blue bodies, broken meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently fading.

The once-bustling streets are now deserted.

Once people come and go on the sandy road, now no noise.

Only the blood mud mixed with crushed meat, dust and paper, can not distinguish each other, shocking.

Not far, a broken carriage, Mired in the mud, is full of sorrow, only on an abandoned shaft straightly rabbit doll, hang on, blowing in the wind.

The white fluff had become wet red and eerie.

Muddy double pupil, seems to remain some resentment read, looking at the front of the mottled stone alone.

There, lay a figure.

It was a boy of thirteen or fourteen, ragged and grimy, with a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes, motionless, piercing cold from the four sides through his old coat, hit all over the body, gradually take away his body temperature.

But even as the rain fell on his face, his eyes did not blink, staring into the distance as cold as a hawk.

Following his eyes, about seven or eight feet away from him, a thin vulture was eating the rotting corpse of a wild dog, and sometimes looked around warily.

Seems to be the ruins of the danger, anything happens, it will instantly fly.

The young man, like the hunter, waits patiently for the opportunity.

After a long time, the opportunity came, the greedy vulture finally put its head, completely into the dingy dog's abdominal cavity.