The warm body slowly turned cold, but the serous fluid churning in the veins kept boiling. Each granulocyte divides and reorganizes at a high speed, the collision of nucleus and nucleus, the fusion of quality and substance, and the most perfect container is forged little by little from the smallest place.

The leap from the ninth order to several grades, from the mortal womb of the flesh to the transformation of the power of the ancestors, this is an unprecedentedly vast project, with the flesh as the foundation of the battlefield, every inch of the flesh and skin war seems extremely ferocious and painful. Removing impurities, perfecting genes, and reshaping the body, without a long time and a large supply of energy, the years of atavism will only be extended indefinitely.

Tracing the beginning of living things, exploring the roots of living things, and bursting out the potential of living things. This is a journey back to the origins of the basics, from the moment the creature stepped into this class, it unfolded a long and long scroll.

Different creatures have different atavistic heritages, and even if they are of the same type, they may not necessarily trace the same origins. The so-called atavism is the most perfect state created according to the differences of each individual, returning to the origin of the self and integrating the supreme potential.

The length of the time limit for atavism, the depth of the degree of atavism, and the degree of integration of the origin after the atavism all depend on the eternity and comprehension of the creature itself.

The Eight Ravens and the Avenistic Dragons belong to the best of the animal kingdom, and as the first atavistic species, they do have the capital to stand out from the crowd. However, the centuries-old worship and desire for flesh and blood have penetrated into their bones, and when the door of atavism opens to them, the physical potential they can tap is limited.

As long as their comprehension ability in the atavistic period can be higher, they will not be reduced to the point of being calculated by a group of ninth-order bodies on the battlefield in Southeast Asia. It's a pity that they have a body after all, not a brain.

In the wake of the fall of the crows and the flight of the dragons, a one-sided slaughter arose in the Pacific Rim and the African savannah.

The blood lotus that was originally rooted in the South China Sea region has dived into the deep sea, and it is recklessly hunting and killing large areas of sea beasts, whether it is high-level or low-level, there is no reason to let it go. Before the crimson blood could spread, it was devoured by the blood lotus, and at the same time, the blood lotus's body skyrocketed a few points again.

The slaughter in the African savannah region is ubiquitous, and almost all species that set foot on the grassland cannot escape the predation of dark energy. From the low-level to the high-level, from the high-level to the almost atavistic species, each head is broken down into energy by dark energy, and not even a drop of blood is left.

Survival of the fittest, natural selection, the rules of nature are vividly reflected at this moment. Whether it is the extinction of sea beasts or the barrenness of the grassland, everything has become atavistic natural nourishment; The evolution of living beings and the sublimation of species are the chapters of the rules of heaven.

The deep sea is dark, and there are faint golden characters attached to the petals of the blood lotus; The wasteland is vast, and the power of blue-black rules envelops the four fields, and the coercion is deep......

Even immersed in the rules of atavism, Yun Mo and Zell still did not relax in the slightest, even if they were now completely unconscious, and the instinct of competition was carved into their blood and bones.

Hurry, hurry! Even if the path of atavism does not shift by will, the influence of the mind on the atavism is still profound.

The longest road of evolution, excluding animals and plants born with primitive genes, if the atavism rests on the body of human beings, if it is not a brilliant person, I am afraid that even the so-called "ten years" is only a base number.

Unfortunately, the candidates for this atavism are precisely Yunmo and Zeer. In the future, whoever "breaks the shell" first may decide the life and death of which clan, and which clan's glory is paramount......

As early as the stall where the bones of the eight crows were torn in half, this is already the foreseeable future, and it is also the fate that everyone can't escape.

……

Desolate, cold, dark, deadly silent...... The surging blood was like a tsunami, countless hideous claws stretched out from within the tsunami, and human faces crawled out of the depths of memory, and they roared and rushed towards Yun Mo's face, their eyes containing deep hatred.

But I saw a layer of silver-purple ripples suddenly swing away, with Yun Mo as the center of the instantaneous spread, and these countless demons and monsters all turned into powder at the first time, and with the promotion of the ripples, they swayed all over the sky, leaving an extremely sharp whistling sound in their ears.

What has been opened? Something is quietly getting lost?

Yun Mo felt that she had a very long and absurd dream, but she didn't remember what she dreamed of.

The cold wind slapped his face, mixed with sharp small stones scraped the barrier of spiritual power, Yun Mo opened his misty eyes, and suddenly woke up at the first time he came into contact with the surrounding environment.

It was a vast wasteland, and the smell of blood was everywhere. The wreckage of a large starship stuck in the center of the wasteland, and a dozen flesh-scraped human corpses hung upside down where the skulls were broken......

The memory of a long time jumped on her head, Yun Mo got up from the wasteland in shock, but found that her limbs and soul seemed very incongruous, she just got up, and actually tripped over her right foot with her left foot, and fell out two or three meters directly, and the wound on her body cracked open again, and the salty smell of blood came to her face.

"Enard?"

Yun Mo called out the names of his companions, but all he got was a busy sound. It's like being separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, on the other side that can't be reached. But the shock was only for a moment, and after opening his eyes again, Yun Mo had already returned to his usual calm style, and reason occupied his entire brain.

She remembered that at this moment, she should be at the critical stage of the atavism, but with the deepening of the atavism, she didn't know why she actually came to this familiar and unfamiliar place - the Great Interstellar Era!

This is a sign that the door of atavism is open, and it is also the opportunity she needs to grasp the most.

She believes that everything she has experienced in another time and space is a fact, her body, will, and emotions are deeply engraved with the memories of her past and present lives, and the current status quo, don't try to deceive her!

As if she had figured out something, Yun Mo only felt that her spiritual power had skyrocketed, and the power that had shackled her body loosened slightly.

She staggered to her feet, stumbling to the battleship with her body in excruciating pain, her appearance clearly reflected in the blood-stained metal, telling her plainly—it was you, but it wasn't you.

Is it a resurrection of a corpse? No, maybe it's all an illusion.

Yun Mo stared at the mirror image of "himself", and a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old was reflected on his face. He has brown hair, brown eyes, a pale complexion, and delicate facial features, but he doesn't have many features.

Such eyebrows are most suitable for the work of the military department, especially for tasks such as tracking and assassination. After all, there is no feature to better fulfill a series of high-risk commissions.

Shaking her head to retract her thoughts, Yun Mo walked around the battleship with her hungry stomach, she paid special attention to the bones hanging on her head, judging how long they had been dead from the smell of blood and the degree of drying of the shredded meat.

And the smell faithfully told her about three days.

Gathering all her thoughts, Yun Mo gently sniffed the smell of corpses emanating from her body, and when she thought of a possibility, she frowned tightly, and then propped up her body and turned into a gap in the battleship, and found the main control room of the battleship and the cold storage space where food was placed with her previous memories.

She abandoned the general control room and ran in the direction of the food first. Before you have enough to eat, any request for help and exploration to pursue the truth is bullshit. No matter how hungry she is, she is not far from fainting.

Food was scarce in the Great Interstellar Age, and sometimes all that was left in the refrigerator was nutrient solution. Due to the simplicity of the food and the small size of the body, too many of the cold rooms are used to house the corpses of mutant beasts and monsters.

As Yun Mo expected, except for a box of nutrient solution, most of the frozen bones in the refrigerator room were alien and Zerg corpses, and even many zombies with missing arms and legs.

The scene in front of her gradually matched her memory, and Yun Mo had to admit that after crossing the gap of two thousand years of time and space, she had once again returned to her hometown of longing and twilight. The time, scene and place seem to be traceable, and the battle between humans and monsters has not ended, judging from the tragedy of the battleship, it should have been attacked by the king worm.

Thinking about the possibilities, she poured her first nutrient solution out of hunger. Who knew that this time it was like rusty molten iron poured into her throat, mixed with a disgusting taste, so she couldn't help but vomit it all!

"Gross-"

Yun Mo didn't expect that after carrying the terrifying taste experience such as the corpse of the Zerg, he would actually be planted in the nutrient solution. If you want to say that she has become pampered, she doesn't believe it, according to her current condition, she should have bumped into the kind of situation she doesn't want to see - zombies, she is actually zombies!

The only person left with a complete body on this battleship has now mutated into a zombie......

Yun Mo collapsed and climbed the wall to prop himself up, stroked his fangs exposed by hunger with his backhand, and slowly closed his eyes.

This joke is really big, turning a general who fights on the front line against aliens every day into a zombie, it's just ...... An extremely bad experience. Not to mention infiltrating the human base, once you encounter soldiers on the road, it will be a never-ending death.

She is reluctant to do it to humans, but after all, she can't stand humans doing it to her, so at this time, once life and death are involved, what should she do?

Did you become like all zombies and pounce on and bite the throats of humans? Or is it a zombie who stands on the front line of humanity and betrays his race?

It's really a funny situation, one day, she Yunmo will also "betray" her race in disguise?

"Hehe......" A low voice sounded deep in his throat, and the laughter was very terrible.

Is this the test of atavism? She didn't know what it would be like for her to stand on the camp of zombies, let alone what it would be like for her to stand on the camp of humans, but no matter how she thought about it, she felt that she would not die well.

Ask yourself, she is a zombie now, but her heart, will, and emotions still belong to human beings. Her heart is towards human beings, and her nature cannot do anything to harm human beings.

Even though the zombie's stance would make her feel the extreme ugliness and evil of human beings, these experiences could not shake her will. Yun Mo had thought about what would happen a long time ago if she was mutated in the defeat of the Biochemical Battlefield, and the answer she came up with was to have her teammates pick up guns and blow her head!

No matter what she goes through, her heart will never change, even if she is a zombie......

……

The sun poured down, and the long-lost warmth came from the cold body. The streets are bustling with people, staggered and rushed.

The small cities in the south of China have enough modern atmosphere and strong human flavor. There are many brand stores on the streets, but more of them are small businesses of food stores. The faces of the red people are full of innocence and simplicity, and the ordinary life that belongs to human beings is filled with a taste of plain satisfaction.

Zell leaned against a alleyway with a cold face, he stood in the shadows and surveyed his surroundings, his eyes looking at every living human, the corners of his mouth abruptly curled into mocking laughs.

Being dragged into such a peaceful world from the atavistic egg was beyond his expectations. What surprised him even more was that the body he borrowed now was actually a human, and he was still a gangster who died in the alley because of a fight.

An hour and three minutes had passed since he woke up, and the world showed no signs of collapse. It seems that the test of the atavistic stage is really worthy of the symbolism of this stage, every detail is perfect, and even he is almost confused, thinking that he is a complete human being.

It's a pity that whether it's an illusion or a reality, as a wise species, the genes and emotions that belong to humans in his body have long been smoothed out. Even if he gets a body, it can't change his inner self as a zombie king.

He hated human beings, he hated peace, he hated everything that seemed to be happy but was actually ridiculously humbled, and he hated that he was a human being now!

From waking up in the dirty alleyways to combing through his memories, he had killed five people who had beaten the body to death in an hour. He dismembered the flesh of five adult men with perfect techniques, and sold them at a low price to a barbecue stall on the side of the road.

Zell looked at the crowds of people gathered around the barbecue stalls on the streets, and suddenly wondered how they looked at their expressions after they realized that they were eating human flesh. Presumably...... Very interesting!

He put his hand in his pocket, counted the coins he had saved from selling human flesh, and secretly thought about the feasibility of getting T-virus raw materials in a small county town.

He didn't want to be a weak and useless human at all, and what was the use of a body that couldn't even withstand the fists and kicks of a few weak chickens? And the peace and tranquility of this world always makes him feel a sense of tyranny that wants to be destroyed to the end!

Ridiculous peace ......

Zell tugged at the brim of his cap and easily brushed shoulders with a fashionably dressed woman. In just a moment, a brown wallet appeared in his palm.

New ID and fingerprint prints, bank cards and residual smells, suitable for him to do more, more fun things, hehe! (To be continued.) )