Mia was a little emotional: "Because you're different from us, you have hair, and it's not just hair......"

As she spoke, she lifted her hat, her bare scalp like a ripe grape.

Zhang San touched his head, and his hair, which had not been combed for half of it, had covered his ears and neck. He looked down again, and his armpits, his chest, and there, were all ...... Except for the shriveled muscles and gray skin, there seems to be nothing unusual.

Mia roughly explained that maintaining her appearance is an important step.

The experts of the biological experiment team led by Wen Qingyu have been working on the study of antibodies to this virus during this time, hoping to improve the side effects of the necrosis reaction in the process of evolution.

In their worldview, they still retain the basic ideas and aesthetic standards of human beings, and if human beings can evolve without changing their appearance, then do they still need to fight? Just popularize it as a good medicine for the body.

Just imagine, you can get 5 times the power with one injection, what a great invention!

Now, they can't keep their skin plump and hydrated, but at least they can do it without falling out.

It's just that he was the only one who was successfully tested with the new virus antibody injected with the same batch as Zhang San, so these researchers observed for a longer time.

Zhang San figured out these things and locked the person named Wen Qingyu from the crowd.

A skinny man with glasses and less than 1.6 meters tall. He was surrounded by a group of new mutants in the middle, and his aura was so strong that when he spoke, all the humans and new mutants present had to bend down and listen, as if anyone who dared to stand up straight would be disrespectful to him.

"What level is this man? Why isn't he a mutant, uh, a new human, but commanding a new human? ”

"He is the gospel of the new humanity, the father of evolution! The status is second only to the lord. He had made a great wish that as long as there was one human in the world who had not evolved, he would not become a new human. Mia's introduction was a little confusing, and she didn't seem to want to talk too much about Wen Qingyu.

Zhang San muttered in his heart: "Everyone is his experiment? ”

"You're talking about your father again!"

"Damn, can you not peep at me?"

"You are not pure-hearted, I will supervise you during this time!"

"Damn, it's unfortunate to meet such an ugly monster!"

"You, you're ugly, your whole family is ugly!"

"I'm dizzy, I just think about it and I don't say it, you're unreasonable......"

"Tell your sister's truth, you can't think about it!"

Mia and Zhang San were so on the bar, and in the days that followed, similar conversations were staged every day, and unconsciously barred her short but blooming youth.

When Zhang San passed the preliminary test and left the laboratory, Wen Qingyu squinted his eyes and looked at his long hair that was scattered, his eyes full of kind joy.

For more than 6 years, there has been no peace in his heart.

In the early days of the outbreak of the apocalyptic virus, he was doing chores in the 4P laboratory in Tianfu City in the southwest, as a "mediocre talent" who was only admitted to the doctorate at the age of 40, and a congenitally underdeveloped body, he was discriminated against a lot, and his life was not satisfactory.

Shangfeng gave the task of making every effort to conquer the virus antibody vaccine, saying that tens of millions of humans around the world are infected every day.

His mentor was under tremendous pressure, spurring everyone to work overtime day and night, and did hundreds of experiments, but there was no real progress.

At that time, Wen Qingyu's job was to breed rats for experiments, which was a very time-consuming thing, and several rats were consumed every day in the laboratory to do antiviral tests, and he could not guarantee sufficient supply, so he was punished.

The laboratory is busy and disorderly, Wen Qingyu can come into contact with a lot of core materials and information every day, he faintly feels that his mentor's direction is wrong, when the evolutionary mutation comes, instead of fighting, it is better to accept and control it, this is a major turning point in the history of human evolution, resistance is futile and useless.

He spent the night writing a report, expounding his views, proposing to change the direction of research so that humanity could accept the fact that mutants existed, and study and evolve them, and finally achieve the integration of the two.

This shocking report caused an uproar in the academic circles, and he was immediately expelled from the laboratory as a cult outlier, and even his alma mater issued a statement to dissociate himself from him.

Perhaps it was providence, on the day he was expelled from the laboratory, a researcher accidentally infected with the virus, and soon the entire laboratory became a purgatory on earth.

When Wen Qingyu heard the news, he burst into tears, although he was quite dissatisfied with his mentor and those fellow scholars, but in the end, he was determined to conquer the virus, and he conquered the virus from his research direction to prove himself and comfort the mentor's spirit in heaven.

From Tianfu City Road to Dashun City, thousands of miles apart.

It's a miracle that this powerless little guy can survive in the chaotic and chaotic world of the apocalypse, what does he rely on? It relies on the skills of breeding rats, and survives by eating mice.

In the dungeon, he meets Yoo Dazhi, a man who can more or less accept his ideas.

Liu Dazhi wanted to gain power, but he didn't want to become a human without a ghost or a ghost, so he collected the genes of mutated animals and researched antibodies to strengthen the human body, so that Liu Dazhi created a beastly transformed warrior.

It's just that the genes of humans and animals are ultimately different, so there is always a more than 50% chance of failure.

In those years, he

He is also quietly studying the genes of mutants, and he is confident that he can greatly increase the success rate. But he has never dared to apply it to practice, because it is something that challenges the bottom line of human beings.

If he is expelled from the dungeon by Liu Dazhi, it will be difficult for him to fulfill his wish again.

It wasn't until the Red-Eyed Lord took possession of the dungeon and expelled Liu Dazhi that he gradually discovered that although the two sides had different starting points, their goals were the same, both of which were to allow mutants to regain human intelligence and memories and multiply.

Supported by his desire to survive and win, he finally contributed the virus antibodies he had studied for years to the Red-Eye Lord.

From his point of view, this antibody is a failure and incomplete, and although it allows the injected person to retain mental memory, it does not change the fact that the person has become a mutant, in other words, he has created an evolved version of the virus, not an antibody.

As a core researcher, he knows better than anyone that this virus, which causes genetic mutations in humans, has huge defects and side effects, not only in physical appearance, but also in a drastic reduction in lifespan.

The gray skin and emaciated body are actually the appearance of many old people. Mutants are humans who age prematurely, gaining short-term power by overdrawing their bodies.

It's only been 6 years, and there have been no natural deaths, but how many more years?

Therefore, Wen Qingyu has always been anxious and has a sense of urgency more than anyone else.

Once the first batch of cannon fodder mutants with concentrated mutations withered and died on a large scale, he lost his happy land for research.

When the time comes, the humans who regain the upper hand will never tolerate his existence, and will destroy his laboratory as soon as possible.

Killing him will not make humanity better, but will cause a greater crisis.

Because the root of the virus is still on this planet, there will still be new infected people, so it will fall into an endless cycle, whether it is humans or mutants, the number is getting smaller and smaller, until it can no longer occupy the dominance of the planet and is replaced by other creatures.

In his view, to continue the life of mutants and to make evolution perfect is to continue the hope of mankind.

After the hair is solved, the next step is the skin, the skin is the largest organ of the human being, and if the skin is no longer aging, human evolution is just around the corner.

During Zhang San's coma, they had collected enough cells and data, and their subordinates were doing genetic analysis, as long as they found out the differences between Zhang San and ordinary humans and made up for the shortcomings, they could make great strides in the experiment.

He already knew the identity of Zhang Sanwufu, but he didn't think so, this kind of acquired combat skills and physical training, although it will affect the development of individuals, but it will not easily change genes, and the antibody drugs that can really be used by ordinary people still have to start from the genetic aspect.

In short, Zhang San's appearance gave him hope.