457. Babies in seeds
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In the middle of the night in the cold winter, the soldiers standing on the sentry of the city wall were shivering from the cold, but they still did not dare to be careless. This is the end of the world, and any negligence may bring about destruction, so once those ugly and dry zombies approach, they can always kill each other on the city wall as soon as possible, even if there are second- and third-order monsters appear, the huge firepower on the city wall is enough to support.
It's just that they didn't notice that while they were resisting these terrible monsters, a man in a gray cloak had somehow stood on the side of the city wall.
It was Yang Qun.
The howling cold wind blew Yang Qun's cheeks, and the cloak on his body also fluttered with the wind, and his eyes revealed vicissitudes and helplessness.
After one death, I don't see the world in a different way.
His relatives and friends, his lover, are so precious, in the limited time and life, everything you want to do is not completed, you may die alone and helpless, everything about them has nothing to do with you, what a loneliness this is.
Even his enemies are just as precious, so precious that he must find a way to kill them before he actually dies the next time.
Yang Qun raised his palm, and a small gray burning flower appeared in his hand, and the small flower was circulating, sometimes turning into blood-like scarlet, sometimes turning into an evil fire with a strange purple light, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a black flame full of destruction, and all kinds of breath abilities were converted into each other, and finally Yang Qun held his palm, and this flame flower was finally extinguished.
Almost, it's time to fight back.
This world is not as simple as people think, in the eyes of ordinary people, second- and third-order zombies, monsters, are already unmatched.
In the hearts of those hunters, those fourth-order terrifying monsters, nightmare-level invincible powerhouses, had already made them completely desperate.
And when Yang Qun really reached the fifth order, he finally found that he had just sat in the well and watched the sky.
How big is the world? How many strong people are there in the world?
I don't know, Yang Qun doesn't know, myths are coming one after another, conspiracy experiments abound, how long has the progenitor virus --- the Sun Ladder been in this world? 50 years? 100 years? Or a thousand years, ten thousand years?
The monsters created by the scientists fifty years ago are terrifying enough, Count Dracula's vampire thousands of years ago have come out of the legends, they let Yang Qun know what true power is, they are all absolute powerhouses who have been famous for a long time, and they have been fighting against these guardians of Mengxue decades ago, thousands of years ago.
Even Mengxue, who had reached the 5th order ability many years ago, still couldn't shake their status.
...... of the gods How strong is it, how many strong people are there, and how many hell-level warriors are there with fifth-order abilities? How many are sitting on the sixth-order divine throne...... God?
I can't continue like this, if I want to really destroy them, I have to ...... Creating an organization that can truly shake their status is not just as simple as the Blood Raven Squad, there must be a ...... A powerful organization that is powerful enough to shake the entire gods!!
The Blood Raven Squad is like an improvisation, and what Yang Qun needs is a really tight organization!!
An ----- evil organization that represents the opposite of the gods!
No matter how strong you are, how many strong people there are, I want to destroy you completely!!
A hint of coldness flashed in Yang Qun's eyes, and he looked up at the entire night sky shrouded in pitch black, his eyes were cold and terrifying.
I don't know how long it took, when the soldiers felt something and turned their heads to look in the direction of Yang Qun, he had already disappeared.
"Huh? Xiao Li, was there someone over there just now? ”
"Grass! Don't scare me in the middle of the night, how can anyone ......"
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Underground experimental base.
In a deeply reinforced physical compartment, a seed glowing emerald green is placed in the center of the laboratory by a robotic arm. Through robotic arms, high-precision microscopes, laser cutters, and other high-tech objects, they continue to work back and forth on this seed.
Tai Shichun, a young and beautiful female doctor outside the laboratory, --- Tai Shichun, had a serious face, meticulously looking at the large amount of data that was constantly brushed down on the computer screen.
These data show that this emerald green glow of the seed contains unimaginable life energy, and ...... It's not so much a seed as an embryo, and it seems that something brews in this seed that is about to burst out of its shell.
This seed is the one that Mengxue desperately protected and brought back.
Due to the difficulty of bringing it back to the Guardian Base, and the fact that there are experimental conditions here, according to the treaty, Mengxue has stored this seed here for experimental research according to the instructions above, and Nightfall protects the safety of the entire underground experimental base.
"The cell activity is extremely powerful, and the power contained in this seed is unimaginable, but ...... Is it really a plant, and why do you see ...... in this seed?"
"A baby!!"
Tai Shichun took off her glasses and rubbed her temples, as if she had a headache, the scene in front of her made her doubt her biological knowledge, in this seed that emitted green light, there was no germ, no physiological structure that the seed should have, its interior was like a mother's womb, a creature similar to a human baby was stored in it, and it was still growing all the time......
This kind of strange scene is completely beyond Tai Shichun's imagination, but she has long been surprised by strange things in the last days, and she is not too surprised by this, even Subject 174 she can understand, let alone a strange seed.
It's just that I don't know if Tai Shichun sees that Subject 174 has now become a bird...... How would she feel?
However, at this moment, the alarm in the experimental base suddenly flashed!!
"Jingle Bell Bell!!"
Red sirens flickered, turning the surrounding walls a blinding red, and the staff were in a state of confusion and took refuge in a vault made of titanium. The Vault is the room where Subject 174 was once held, and its strength goes without saying. And not only Lab 174, after the last monster leak, many of the sturdy rooms have been transformed into shelters for scientists and researchers to temporarily escape, and they can temporarily hide in and wait for the rescue of the strong people on the base, which is to protect the personal safety of very precious scientific researchers.
The guards in the passage raised their guns one after another, cautiously looking at the other side of the passage, waiting for the enemy to appear at any time.
Bursts of laughter like silver bells came, this laughter was so crisp and clear, it was a kind of immature voice that had not yet grown up, like the restless cry of a born yellow warbler.
Looking in the direction of the sound, a little girl with a sunny smile was walking up and down, and she was holding a pitch-black dagger in her hand, like a black hole that could absorb any light.
Precisely...... Smiling clown!!
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