Doomsday Resonator: I Rely on Genes to Simultaneously Purify the World

I never thought that the way to save the world would be to stick with people. When the meteorite with purple tail flames smashed through the Shanghai Biological Laboratory, I was squatting on the curb with a takeaway milk tea and smoking. Later, in the surveillance video that went viral all over the Internet, you could clearly see me being blown away seven meters like a rag doll by the air waves, but no one noticed that the flying meteorite fragments scratched my palms - until three hours later, when I held Su Wanqing's increasingly cold hand in the morgue, the strange black spots on her neck suddenly began to fade. Heartbeat restored! When the blood-stained man in military uniform broke open the morgue door, I was horrified to find fluorescent blue liquid flowing in my veins. The force of his gun pressed against my temple was as nostalgic as the fist he punched me in the juvenile detention center. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.