Extra 5: Worlds that have been visited by time travelers 2 2.
Academy Apocalypse Plane Japanese archipelago, bed master city, the underground radiation protection shelter of the Takagi family One hundred years after the zombie crisis and the nuclear apocalypse, the earth seems to have returned to its previous peace.
The golden sun rises again from the horizon, and everything on the surface is once again bathed in its warm light.
The radiation clouds all over the sky dissipated without a trace, and the sky became blue again.
The seeds that had not been killed by radiation revived again, tenacious weeds emerged from the ground, and various flowers bloomed on the long-barren land.
The hideous zombies have gradually disappeared over the long years.
But under the crushing catastrophe of heaven and earth and the erosion of hundreds of years, there are many things that can never go back to the past.
In short, with the passage of hundreds of years, according to the preset procedures, 653 time capsules were opened one after another inside the shelter located twenty meters underground, allowing the humans dormant in the capsules to continue regained consciousness.
Then, after a brief greeting and discussion, the people who woke up put on the pre-prepared protective clothing with a confused and frightened mood, walked through the dark passage, and finally opened the door of the shelter that had been covered in dust for hundreds of years, and He looked curiously at the strange new world outside that he had been away from for a long time.
A few days later, Mr.
Takagi Soichiro, the leader of the Bed City survivor group who had just woken up and was still very weak, and his wife Takagi Yuriko staggered out with the support of their daughter Takagi Saya and son-in-law Komuro Takashi.
The surface exit of the hideout disguised as a mound.
Then, Soichiro Takagi, the former leader of Japan's right-wing organization, saw with his own eyes a harsh new world that was desolate and desolate.
The radiation cloud that once blocked the sky before entering dormancy has indeed disappeared.
And the pollution that has gradually faded over the past few decades has also brought life to the once dead land.
But it is still far from restored to the level of birds singing and flowers fragrant.
At best, it can only be said that there are some gray-green weeds and cacti growing among the gravel and bare rocks.
Occasionally, one or two purple thistles can be seen on the grass blades. bloom in between.
There are no birds in the sky, and there is no forest cover on the ground.
The river that used to run through the city has disappeared.
There is not even a decent tree in the field of vision, only a few low bushes.
Rooted tenaciously in the crevices of rocks and gravel.
Vegetation is already so sparse, and animals are even more elusive.
Takagi Souichiro searched for a long time with his eyes wide open, but could not find any traces of birds, mice, cats or dogs.
He only saw a small gray lizard with strange compound eyes nimbly getting out of the gravel and sticking out its tongue at him.
Then he swooped into the gravel.
All in all, if it weren't for the sparkling blue sea that could be seen in the distance at the end of the field of vision, Soichiro Takagi would have doubted whether this place was in Japan, a warm and humid island country surrounded by sea, or in Afghanistan or Central Asia.
A certain country of Stan.
Of course, there is not a single complete house in sight, and the entire Bedlord City has been wiped out.
At most, you can only find some severely weathered and difficult-to-recognize ruins and road remnants, which seem to still tell the story of the prosperity and liveliness that this place once had.
Hey, maybe this is the classic fallout wasteland style.
"Saya, and Xiao, you guys cough cough for the past few days."
After staring blankly for a long time, Takagi Souichiro turned around and wanted to ask his daughter and son-in-law something.
However, because he had slept for too long or the scene in front of him was too shocking, he didn't know what to do for a while.
Organize vocabulary.
So the more anxious I became, the less I could say anything.
"Dad, according to the reconnaissance that Xiao and I have led over the past few days, the environmental radiation near the shelter's exit has basically returned to normal levels, and no radioactive dust has been detected in the air.
However, our radio station has never received any There were no signals, and there were no traces of human activity in the surrounding area.
Of course, there were no traces of zombie activity.”
As if he had already guessed what his father would ask in this situation, Takagi Saya, who had been awake for five days now, sighed and replied, "According to my speculation, the entire world today, at least the entire Japan, is very Maybe we are the only ones left."
After hearing this, Soichiro Takagi and his wife Yuriko exchanged glances and couldn't help but smile slightly.
Although I had vaguely expected it before, are we really the only ones left in Japan now?
Because of the time capsule, the passage of a hundred years seemed like just a big dream to the couple.
However, the scene I saw after waking up from the dream was so cruel and real.
Just because of ambition and greed, human beings a hundred years ago destroyed the civilized world in which they lived.
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Once upon a time, as many as seven billion human beings were on the verge of extinction.
Thousands of years of civilization had been destroyed.
The world seemed to have returned to the prehistoric era.
But, no matter what, all the nightmares were over, and they finally persevered until the day the light returned.
Facing the dusty sea breeze, Soichiro Takagi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then raised his head, showed his old boss style, and told his daughter Saya Takagi and his son-in-law Takashi Komuro, "Saya, come back now.
Go to the hideout and wake up those who are still sleeping. .
And Takashi, go and take out all the tools and magical props left by Doraemon.
Even if the old world is completely destroyed and we are the only ones left on the earth, we must have courage, just like back then.
Just like Queen Yamatai who overcame all obstacles, she rebuilt her home in this wilderness."
"Hi" Komuro Takashi naturally nodded in agreement to his father-in-law's reasonable instructions.
But when he walked into the shelter's door again, he couldn't help but think of some figures that had long gone: "I don't know how I Gouyu, Miyamoto Rei and Busujima Saeko-senpai who immigrated to another world are doing now." 3.
Daughter of the Nile plane North Africa in the 14th century BC, the Cyrenaica colony built by Japanese refugees in the Apocalypse plane, Benghazi in modern Libya A brief thunderstorm that came and went quickly brought some rare freshness and moisture to the sultry air of the Sahara Desert.
Behind the dark clouds that quickly dissipated like the ebb tide, the blue sky was revealed again.
White seagulls circled and screamed in the sky.
The refreshing sea breeze made people feel relaxed and happy.
Between the vast Sahara Desert and the vast blue Mediterranean Sea, at the foot of the Green Mountains in eastern Libya, stands a small city-state full of "futuristic style" that should not have existed here historically.
It is home to more than two hundred people.
Modern Japanese refugees in the Academy Apocalypse plane, and the indigenous wives and concubines they bought from the slave market.
Although it has a small population and a very remote geographical location, after several years of construction, operation and foreign exchanges, this small city-state, which is located on the edge of the current Western civilized world, has become quite prestigious among the people of Western countries.
Although Cyrenaica would not appear in official history for another nine hundred years, in order to integrate into the Mediterranean civilization circle, more than two hundred modern Japanese refugees from the Academy Apocalypse plane did not give this town a name.
What Japanese name, but still named this place Cyrenaica.
Looking here from the rough Mediterranean Sea, I can see a white lighthouse standing majestically on the steep cliff dotted with bushes, guiding the passage of merchant ships.
At the foot of the lighthouse is a small Japanese-style shrine with a vermilion torii facing the vast waves of the Mediterranean Sea.
At the bottom of the cliff, the platform near the coastal beach has been opened up into terraced fields of varying heights, where rice, wheat, corn, potatoes, and vegetables and fruits are grown.
Clear springs rush down from the foothills, flowing happily in the dense spider webs of irrigation canals, nourishing this dry land surrounded by the sea and desert, allowing it to thrive under the abundant irrigation and scorching sun.
Full of vitality.
Among these lush green man-made countryside, there are hundreds of mushroom-shaped metal huts scattered throughout the forest, painted with colorful bright paint, surrounded by the azure sea, tawny rocks and green bushes.
It forms a sharp contrast, which makes foreigners feel deeply strange.
But this was actually just a warehouse used by Japanese immigrants to store grain, goods and farm tools, or a place to rest briefly between the day's work.
Most citizens usually live in several huge caves underground, which is safer and cooler.
Beneath this idyllic seaside platform is the city-state's port, which has reinforced concrete piers, warehouses, lighthouses and a breakwater.
As well as customs houses, trading bazaars, and inns dedicated to entertaining foreign travelers.
Because the quicksand-covered Sahara Desert completely cut off land transportation between the colony and surrounding areas from three directions, this seaport was its only external communication channel.
Usually every one or two months, merchant ships from Crete, the Greek Peninsula and Egypt will sail into the port of this super-mini colonial city under the guidance of the lighthouse.
At first, these merchant ships carried foreign goods such as Lebanese cedar wood, Aegean dried fish, and Egyptian dates, and then transported some items such as refined salt, porcelain, glass, matches, small hardware, and plastic products from the Cyrenaica colony.
Etc., modern industrial products produced by the Cyrenaica colony, or redeemed by Japanese travelers from period vending machines.
But as time went by, patients gradually began to appear on the merchant ships coming to the Cyrenaica colony to seek medical treatment.
Medicine in this era was still in its most primitive stage, and witchcraft and medical skills were not really separated.
Compared with those ancient Egyptian doctors who made their patients eat rats to cure toothaches, swallow cow dung to cure indigestion, and perform magic tricks to cure plague, modern Japanese time travelers can already be regarded as miracle doctors even if they read medical books and learn and sell them. .
Modern medicines such as redan, sulfonamide powder, aspirin, and anti-inflammatory ointment sold in the Cyrenaica colony, as well as some herbs grown by Japanese travelers themselves, have also become hot commodities in the civilized world of the Eastern Mediterranean.
After all, in order to cure diseases and save lives, it is necessary to Stingy people will also give generously As more and more patients from various countries came to Cyrenaica for medical treatment, the Japanese travelers in the Cyrenaica colony simply opened a hospital, not mainly to make money, but to accumulate connections and friendships, and leave a personal legacy.
Have a good reputation so that you can have good relations with all the forces in the Eastern Mediterranean.
So, more than 1,300 years before Jesus was born, a modern hospital with a red cross logo stood on the southern shore of the Mediterranean.
Then, in addition to the outpatient clinics at the hospital, the colony of Cyrenaica occasionally provided house calls.
But usually only the top dignitaries of each country can allow the Cyrenaica colony to dispatch their only airship with a medical team and medical equipment to treat illnesses and save people.
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All in all, today's Cyrenaica colony, a barren land surrounded by deserts and oceans, has been transformed into a sanctuary blessed by the god of medicine in the rumors of many city-states and kingdoms in the Eastern Mediterranean, and is widely popular in the West.
Praise and praise from dignitaries and people from all over the world.
However, what no one expected was that not only miraculous medical skills but also deadly diseases spread from the Cyrenaica colony.
After personally taking a medical team to the Egyptian palace on an airship for a visit, the governor of the Cyrenaica colony and the former Japanese police officer Miyamoto Masaru just returned to Cyrenaica and summoned his confidants for a meeting in a secret room.
A sensational piece of news was revealed at the meeting
"The daughter of the Nile, the golden princess of Egypt, Carol, is actually infected with AIDS."
Former policewoman Asami Nakaoka couldn't help but exclaimed, "Is she secretly cheating on someone?
Is she having an affair with someone?"
At the same time, Miyamoto Masaru's daughter Rei Miyamoto, son-in-law Igo Iage, artillery commander Hirano Toda, shrine maiden and swordsmanship instructor Saeko Busujima and others present here all changed their expressions after hearing the news.
They all had cold sweats and big sweats.
Sweat, waterfall sweat Although they, the Japanese who traveled through time in the early 21st century, and Carol, an American girl who traveled through time in a parallel world in the 1970s at the peak of the Cold War, are actually not very similar to each other.
But she can still be considered a modern person.
At least in terms of the most basic ideas, she can understand and communicate with the Japanese travelers in the Cyrenaica colony to avoid misunderstandings and conflicts.
It has to be admitted that in the past few years, Carol has indeed used her special status to block a lot of malice from the outside world for the Cyrenaica colony.
If she were to contract an illness and die suddenly or be ruined, the international environment of the Cyrenaica colony would inevitably deteriorate rapidly.
"It should not be a matter of the daughter of the Nile's private life.
Her husband, King Memphis of Egypt, was also infected with AIDS.
In addition, in the Egyptian court today, there are at least a hundred people who have tested positive for HIV.
Later I I don’t dare to test again.”
Miyamoto shook his head and replied, "Fortunately, even the blond princess Carol doesn't know what AIDS is.
She traveled to ancient Egypt in the mid-1970s, and AIDS had not yet appeared.
Otherwise, our troubles would still be there." would be bigger.
Anyway, I've given Carol and Memphis was injected with the AIDS vaccine left by Doraemon, but there was nothing else anyone could do.
So here, I want to remind everyone, both men and women, to take care of their lower bodies and their mouths.
Some, please don’t spread the word about AIDS.”
"Are we just asking ourselves to pay more attention?"
Asami Nakaoka frowned, "The difficulty can't do anything more about this matter."
"What can we do?
AIDS was still an incurable disease at that time.
The AIDS vaccines and specific drugs Doraemon left us only had a few hundred copies.
Once they are used up or expired, they will never be used again.
No more.
And there are no medicines that can cure AIDS in the vending machines of the era.
It’s good that we can take care of ourselves now, so there is no time left to care about the indigenous people.”
Miyamoto shrugged helplessly, "We can't use the few vaccines and special medicines left to treat the indigenous people.
We have to take care of ourselves first.
Moreover, even if we selflessly take out the only one How many patients can be cured only if vaccines and specific drugs are approved?"
In this regard, everyone here also sighed helplessly.
After they realized that there were AIDS patients among the time travellers, and that they had spread it by accident, they were somewhat lucky and thought that the infection would not spread so quickly.
Unexpectedly, in just a few years, AIDS had already spread to the Egyptian king's court.
It can only be said that they seem to seriously underestimate the sexual openness of the ancient Middle Eastern indigenous people.
But at this point, they have no good countermeasures.
They can only let it go while sealing up the truth and covering up the cover.
Anyway, ancient civilizations around the world had frequent plagues, short life expectancy, and extremely high death rates.
From tuberculosis to smallpox, all were incurable diseases at the time, and their contagiousness was far more than AIDS, but they did not lead to the demise of the human race. extent.
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Even if AIDS is added to the equation, there will be no need to worry about too many lice and too many debts.
Perhaps after generations of genetic screening and elimination, the descendants of these ancient people may be able to develop immunity to AIDS.
In short, after experiencing a catastrophe that destroyed the world, even the most upright and kind people have become careless about human life. 4.
Black Reef Plane Although there is no longer a pair of Romanian silver-haired sadistic twins with twisted minds and cruel methods, the wheel of history after the disintegration of the Soviet Union is still rolling forward.
The massacre of time-travelers in Germany was effectively covered up by government departments, turning it into an urban legend that no one believed.
In underground clubs in Western Europe and North America, there are still countless innocent Eastern European boys and girls who are brutally tortured into corpses or monsters.
In the tropical forests of South America and Africa, there are still countless left-wing revolutionary guerrillas who have become disillusioned and turned into crazy and evil criminal gangs.
There are also survivors of the Cold War after the drastic changes in Eastern Europe and the disintegration of the Soviet Union, who continue to struggle between their former ideals and the cold reality.
Of course, the main stage of the Black Lagoon story, the remote Thai coastal city of Roana Pura, this criminal paradise frequented by all kinds of exiles, agents, drug dealers and arms brokers from all over the world, is still always violent, bloody, With female sex, conspiracy and greed as the constituent elements, a scene of the underworld ukiyo-e of the Cold War era is staged behind the scenes, annihilating the innocence, kindness and sense of justice of the little people, revealing the cruelty of this world. 5.
Robinson Crusoe plane The tropical island where Robinson Crusoe drifted and settled, one Friday of a certain year Accompanied by the thumping sound of human skin drums, several canoes filled with cannibal barbarian warriors washed up on the beach of a tropical desert island due to high tide.
Afterwards, they set up a bonfire on the beach and celebrated their just victory with singing and dancing.
Then, they dragged out the savage captives who were tied up one by one from the canoe, preparing to slaughter them, disembowel them, and make them into a feast of human flesh on the beach as a tooth sacrifice.
One of the younger savage captives, while the cannibals were slaughtering other captives, suddenly broke free from the rope, jumped up, and ran wildly along the coast.
However, the cannibals who reacted immediately separated three strong warriors to chase the prisoner.
The two sides chased each other and escaped through the river, hills and woods.
But in the end, the savage captives who escaped were first exhausted, staggered and fell, and were recaptured.
When the prisoner who failed to escape was escorted back to the campfire and disemboweled by the cannibal chef, he probably never imagined that he should have been rescued and escaped by a British man named Robinson. was born and given the name "Friday".
However, due to the intrusion of some time-travelers, Mr.
Robinson Kreuzner at this time has turned into a pile of dry bones in the grave.
As a result, the original Mr.
Friday had to be stuffed back into the cauldron and turned into a stew for the cannibals oshow7: