Doomsday Power Record: the Mystery of Eternal Tribulation

When the Jwbe virus spread across the city streets without warning, Lin Sen's world was collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the morning, he was still worried about his missing brother and lost parents. In the afternoon, the broadcast of twelve superpowers from the future suddenly sounded in his mind. "In ten years, we will disappear completely." The leader's voice was hoarse. "We have never found the thing that controls all of this. I wish you can grow in the powers and levels in these ten years and change the result of extinction. "Six years later, you will start endless levels, pass them, and find a way to survive. " Before he finished speaking, the twelve voices turned into nothingness, and only a very faint glimmer of light broke into a person's mind. When the infected person slowly approached, Lin Sen suddenly burst out with a supernatural power, and a strange warm current surged through his body - the "healing power" mentioned in the watch. He became the "hope" in the mouth of his companions. Green blood can heal wounds, but no one knows that every time he uses the healing power, there will be no negative effects. On the contrary, there is always some unexplainable emptiness in the eyes of the patients he has rescued. Whenever he used the purification power, his heart would feel as if it was clenched by invisible hands. Especially when he purified Jiang Xiaoran, the severe pain caused him to fall straight down and sleep for seven days. From then on, he was full of fear of that power, but he could not avoid the increasingly fierce monsters in the dungeon, nor could he avoid the dependent eyes of his companions. What made him even more uneasy was Jiang Xiaoran's dream - "You are always in the laboratory, and your chest is pierced by a giant bone..." Jiang Xiaoran's face turned pale when he said this, "You are still talking about 'cause and effect', and your voice is as light as the wind. " Lin Sen only thought it was an illusion due to excessive pressure. He was still the doctor who couldn't hold the knife steadily, but as he went through levels again and again, he slowly learned to use the scalpel to accurately avoid the monster's vital points, just like he avoided the patient's blood vessels on the operating table - only this time, the purpose was to incapacitate the opponent rather than cure him. Green blood flows quietly in the veins, and no one knows what it means. Twelve not yet The "ten-year countdown" left by the person with the superpower hangs above the head, and the doors of the level are opened one after another, and the monster is getting closer and closer to the "human" shape in the memory. Lin Sen occasionally looks at his own blood in the mirror. The green color was clean and strange, as if it contained a secret that he couldn't understand. He doesn't know where this secret will take him, he only knows that he must move forward - until the day when the ten-year level ends, until the "end" predicted in the dream arrives. And Jiang Xiaoran would always wake up at night, touching his heart and remembering the scene in his dream. He didn't understand what that meant, and could only remember Lin Sen's last vague words, like an unfinished last words, echoing repeatedly in his memory. Intention: Growth direction