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Lannuo traveled to the US. Although his English was poor, and although he saw Umbrella Corporation on the news, even though a virus was about to erupt, and although he was just an ordinary student, and although he didn't even have money to prepare for the apocalypse, he had a good attitude, was already lying flat, and even planned to carve a lifelike statue of himself flipping off with his middle finger as a monument to express his merciless mockery of the absurd reality, and to die with dignity.,The other Blue Nobles gradually woke up. Upon learning that their lack of special abilities meant they were to be discarded into the myriad worlds, one by one, they instinctively learned the Trisolaran technique of dehydration and became dried-up salted fish.,Watching helplessly as the doctors around him took out a sharp scalpel and wiped it with disinfectant, the doctor's expressionless face stared at Lan Nuo like he was an animal. The blade was about to fall mercilessly, Lan Nuo struggled in fear. Everything from last night felt like a dream, he didn't know if it was just his dream, he didn't know if anyone would come to save him, he didn't know if the one promise that couldn't be missing could really be kept.。