Evolve!

Crazy evolution.

One by one, the dead were injected with the "Stairway of the Gods" potion.

One after another extremely violent mutation and evolution, the dead soldiers gained completely different abilities and completed a hysterical madness.

The power of the bear.

The speed of the leopard.

Eagle eyes.

The scorching heat of the flames.

Icy cold.

The power of lightning.

And so on and so forth......

You can't imagine what special abilities a hundred hunters will have.

"Stairway of God."

"The chances of a hunter's evolution succeeding are so great."

Gu Fan watched those dead soldiers evolve successfully one by one, and there were rare examples of evolution failures and mutations into monsters.

This is a bit incredible, in the previous dark apocalypse, those scientists also invented similar evolution potions, but the chance of the hunter's evolution success was only less than 50%.

However, Wei Xianjian's "Ladder of God" has reached more than 90 percent.

This factor is inevitably inseparable from the firm and tenacious consciousness of the dead soldiers.

They already regarded death as home, and after selection, they experienced battles and deaths in the nightmare space, and their consciousness had long been tempered to the extent of toughness like steel.

But even so, it is an exaggeration to be able to achieve an evolution rate of more than 90 percent.

"Sure enough."

"Dr. Wei Xianjian, this precious talent, can cause great changes in the last days."

Gu Fan muttered to himself, once again confirming that he had really picked up the treasure.

A few hours later.

The Dead have all evolved.

In this process, only 5 people lost control and turned into monsters, and the others transformed into hunters.

"Good."

"Congratulations, Dead Soldiers, on your success in standing out from the 1,000 and transforming into hunters."

Gu Fan smiled faintly, but the corners of the dead soldiers' mouths were only filled with bitterness, only they knew how difficult it was to kill out of a thousand people.

How many people, out of control mutated into monsters.

How many people, mentally unable to bear the pressure, have become crazy.

"Alright."

"You're going to have a real mission ahead of you."

"But before the mission begins, I'm going to give you one last special training, and it will be the most severe."

Gu Fan's expression gradually became serious.

The Corridor of Bitter Illusion, the Nightmare Space, the last hellish special training.

This time, Gu Fan will completely explode all the potential of the Nightmare Beast, and compress the flow of time in the dream space to the extreme.

And the most important thing, Gu Fan will invest in xenomorphs!!

In the nightmare space, the dead are no longer faced with simple and boring rotting corpses, but also with terrifying and powerful xenomorphs.

Daredevil.

Hunters.

Self-destructors.

Mighty Evil Corpse.

Swift Zombies.

Bone Armored Giant Corpse.

And the ugly monsters that can't be named......

A wide variety of xenomorphs will be their new goals, new challenges, new sufferings, new deaths.

"Alright."

"This time, you're going to be stuck in a nightmare, a month."

The corners of Gu Fan's mouth raised a particularly cruel and evil smile, and at the same time, he activated the ability of the Bitter Illusion Corridor, dragging everyone into a hellish nightmare.

A month of painful torture has begun!!

……

……

Time passed minute by minute.

Gu Fan and the Wild Hunt team, as well as the dead soldiers, all fell into a dormant state.

But at this special moment, the real crisis of the base finally came completely.

Here they are.

Here they are.

After a long journey of days and nights, the army of corruption finally approached the human base.

Before the monsters arrived, the color of the sky had already darkened, and a gloomy darkness kept moving forward and devouring it.

Wind.

A fresh breeze blew, but there was no longer the smell of grass.

A strong sour smell of decay, mixed with all kinds of disgusting smells, blew to every corner of the base.

Alert!!

Alert!!

In the middle of the base, a red alarm flashed.

All teams are put on first-level alert readiness.

All soldiers, return to their combat posts.

Orders spread out one after another, and the city was running at full strength, like a highly sophisticated machine.

Inside the trenches, rows of heavy machine guns stood, the barrels of which were darker than a finger, and boxes of bullets were hidden in the trenches, with little room to stay.

A recruit couldn't help but tremble all over his body.

He smelled the rot in the air and remembered the horror of facing monsters when the apocalypse erupted.

"Need a cigarette?"

Next to the recruit, a veteran patted him on the shoulder, startling him.

"No...... No ......."

The recruits trembled and rejected the veteran's offer.

But the veteran had already flicked his lighter, lit a cigarette and handed it to him: "Smoke one, and ease your fears." ”

The recruit's teeth chattered, but he took the cigarette and took a puff.

Maybe it's the effect of cigarettes, maybe it's a hint in my heart, and that deep fear seems to be really much better.

"I don't understand."

"We have such a high wall, why don't we hide on the wall and shoot, and dig a trench??"

The recruits glanced back at the towering city walls, and some envied the soldiers standing on the walls, who could be relatively safe.

The veteran sneered: "How can shooting down from the twenty-meter wall compare to us shooting sideways with a heavy machine gun??" ”

The veteran stroked the heavy machine gun in front of him, compared the length of the bullets and continued: "See, these bullets are thicker than a finger, and one shot can break the rotting monster into minced flesh, and it will continue to penetrate!" ”

"If we're lucky, a single bullet might be able to break more than a dozen carrions, which will save us a lot of ammunition."

The veteran explained why he left the base to dig trenches, and recounted the images of the carrion monsters being beaten to pulp, as if it were a very exciting thing.

After a short chat, coupled with a cigarette in hand, the recruit's panic eased a lot.

"Aren't you afraid?" The recruit asked, a little strangely.

Fear?

"Of course I'm afraid, I'm scared to death."

The veteran shook his head and sighed, and replied honestly: "I have seen my teammates torn to shreds, and I have dreamed of facing those monsters, and I have dreamed several times that I have been gnawed by a mouthful of things, and then woke up from a nightmare. ”

People, how can they not be afraid of monsters?

"Then how do you ......?"

The recruit was a little surprised by this answer.

He also thought that the old-timer would say a few words of encouragement, but he didn't expect him to be as terrifying as himself.

Those calm, those calm, are just pretending.

The veteran pointed to the wall behind him.

"Look behind us."

"Behind this wall, there are hundreds of thousands of survivors."

"Our loved ones are there, our friends are there, our homes are there."

The veteran's eyes gradually became deeper, and he said solemnly: "If we are afraid, afraid, and run away, then they behind the city wall will be torn into pieces of meat by those monsters like the scene I dreamed of, and eaten one bite at a time!" ”

The recruit looked back.

It was not just a wall, but the last safeguard of humanity.

In order to protect him, he had to swallow his broken teeth in his stomach, and even if he was so frightened that he trembled, and he was so afraid that his teeth chattered, he had to stick to his combat post until his blood ran out.

He couldn't help but be in awe.

"I see."

The recruit seemed to think of a certain beautiful girl, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but flush a touch of sweetness, she was also guarded by herself.

"If I make it back alive, I must ...... Confess to her. ”