Either choice comes at a price.

If you choose comfort, you must be prepared for the possibility of becoming weaker.

To choose an opportunity, you must prepare for the possibility of death.

Not every choice is bad, and not every choice is good. There are countless possible outcomes for anything in any era.

Faced with the current situation, the first experimental team composed of fifty people, standing in front of everyone, summoned the courage of a strong man to break his wrist, picked up the spar in his hand and swallowed it.

The sun was blazing overhead.

The dazzling light almost bakes people's skin, and this early autumn, which is hotter than summer, brings the wind that almost melts the living. The autumn vegetables were like emerald gems in the sparkling sun, and the water was not affected by the hot weather.

If it had been yesterday, someone would have taken advantage of the rest of the team to find a way to quickly pick this thank you vegetable.

To go to Hwaseong like this, they don't know what else to encounter, just the food they carry is not enough for them to eat, in this dangerous journey, the most difficult thing is not those zombies, but food.

At first, for two or three days, some people felt that food was not important, but after five days, everyone understood how important it was to eat. More important than anything else in industry, technology, or healthcare.

Oil has almost become a luxury for them. There was no time to find that oil, and there was no condition to burn a fragrant meal. Steamed buns have become a rare good thing in the marching procession.

Struggling with food and clothing every day, they finally realized how important it was for the hybrid rice made by Academician Yuan Longping to improve food crops.

Does it matter?

It's so important that they won't forget it for the rest of their lives.

Regret it?

Regret!

As long as I think of the food wasted on the dinner table back then, I want to die. At that time, the public service announcements advocated the CD-ROM action every day, but it was not as profound as this experience.

"If they get stronger and have abilities, will they be able to kill a lot of zombies?" The people in the team were curiously observing the fifty people in front of them.

These fifty people ate those spars in front of everyone's interviews, and it was also a great determination for Head Yang. He was more anxious than the people underground.

However, when he thought of those soldier dolls, he felt distressed.

In this tasting, he gave everyone a choice, not only the masses, but also his soldiers. This time, he didn't take it as a task to find someone to complete.

He was anxious to know if the hedron could bring abilities, but he was even more afraid that eating the things that had been dug up from the zombies would turn them into zombies.

So, he didn't speak.

He couldn't bear to let the seventeen or eighteen-year-old soldiers in his hands turn into zombies, just to verify such an experiment.

But those children were even better than he could have imagined.

From the very beginning, so many people stood up at once, and if it weren't for the nine people who ran faster, all the subjects of this experiment would have been those small soldiers.

"Commander, here you go, if I become a zombie, you remember to use a knife and don't waste bullets." An iron egg, who was always grinning, handed himself a piece of paper.

"Commander, so do I." The big fan also walked over and handed over the suicide note he had already written.

Every smile that appeared in front of him was so innocent.

They are not only good soldiers of the country, but also little heroes in his mind. These children have already exceeded his expectations.

They are all heroes.

I watched the children stand there one by one, and after eating the hedrons, they sat in place, slowly waiting for the effect to appear.

As the minutes passed, the crowd standing in front of the child became more and more nervous.

"How? Has there been any change? ”

The people below looked anxiously at the fifty people in front of them, wondering if those people would have any abilities or if they would have turned into zombies.

For the former, they must be extremely expectant, but they believe in the latter even more. After all, believing in science, that kind of mysterious and mysterious thing, it's better to think about it.

Therefore, many people stayed away from those fifty people, for fear that they would really turn into zombies and pounce on them, and they would become the fish pond that was affected.

"I don't know. But you can see that their faces don't seem to move, and they don't seem to have turned into zombies. The good-eyed man looked carefully at the people standing in front of him and told the people next to him what he had seen.

"How do you know if you haven't turned into a zombie, maybe you will become in a while." Someone else said unconvinced.

"No, it won't." The person who started to speak immediately shook his head in denial, "You forgot that those infected people have almost turned into zombies in two or three minutes, and it has been more than ten minutes, so they shouldn't have become zombies." ”

"Look, someone's moving." A man stretched out his hand and pointed to the person standing in front of him.

Among the fifty people in front, the oldest one looked up at his palm.

He ate the spar with the determination to die, and his wife, son, daughter-in-law, and grandson all died in this disaster, and now he is a lonely old man, helpless.

Originally, he left Lincheng with a large team, but he was also a gangster all day.

Since listening to Captain Yang talk about this experiment, he was the first to stand up and sign up.

He knew that if he was going to kill zombies, he wouldn't have much ability to kill a few zombies, and it was not interesting to live.

He was the first to come over to sign up, and he was also the one who didn't even write a suicide note, so he directly picked up the spar and swallowed it in his stomach.

He was waiting for death, but the sun was scorching his forehead and his back was full of sweat, and he didn't wait until he became a zombie. On the contrary, there was a breath of qi in his body that slowly emanated from the soles of his feet, no, no, he seemed to be inextricably linked to the earth.

That invisible attraction made him want to get closer to the earth, to be close to this moist land.

Standing in place, he simply kicked his shoes and socks away, and stepped directly on the ground with his feet.

Soon, the people standing next to him widened their eyes as the middle-aged man became taller and taller. No, they saw the earth below arching him.

A cylindrical earthen platform raised the middle-aged man several meters directly.

"Alien ...... Abilities! ”

"Really good?! No way? ”

"God, I would have signed up if I had known!"

Countless people watched the middle-aged man play with the dirt under his feet in countless tricks.

Lao Jia, the middle-aged man, opened his eyes and looked at the soil under his feet, allowing himself to make a high platform, which quickly turned into a cube, and finally scattered again after he was startled and turned into a pile of dirt.

He stood where he was again, looking in amazement at what had just happened, and before he had turned a corner.

"What just now?" He asked the man next to him.

However, the little young man next to him had no time to pay attention to him, and at this moment, the little soldier who ate the spar began to grow countless spikes all over his body, and one by one the thorns almost pierced the person next to him.

The people standing beside him all moved away from the little soldier, and soon, the little soldier turned into a black hairball.

But it's not exactly a hairball, the black thorn that grows out has a solid appearance, and it looks like a black shadow inside, and it seems to have no real form.

What the hell is this?

Lao Jia looked at the black hairball and didn't know how to describe it for a long time.

The two of them were not the only ones who had changed, but the others had also begun to transform one after another.

A person's body began to soften as if there were no bones left, and it turned into a soft ball like dough, spread on the ground.

Others began to turn green, looking as green as the cucumbers growing next to them.

Not only were the people who started to have their abilities surprised, but the people standing not far away were also amazed.

"Look, it's deformed, like a stone."

"Look, does the man look like an animal? I felt like his face was starting to distort. ”

"I knew I was participating in this experiment." Standing not far away and watching those people change, a young man looked at it with some regret.

It's just that before he finished his words, the person next to him slapped him.

"Oh, Mom, why are you beating me?" The young man watched with some anger as his mother beat him up in front of everyone.

"I'm beating you, the unfilial son. What to eat, tell you, you are not allowed to eat in this life. Is that still human? It's not a monster yet, and it will definitely be sent to the laboratory to be dismantled by then. ”

The young man's mother heard that her son was actually thinking about it, and immediately stopped him.

"I'm just talking!" The young thought of his mother's appearance and dodged.

Many people were moved, but there were others, like the mother, who feared that these people would become test subjects and be sacrificed. Others are more worried about the consequences of this change.

Not everyone has the guts to make themselves something else.

Out of fifty people, only 10 people end up with miracles. Among them, the only one whose body has not undergone obvious changes is the original Lao Jia who manipulated the soil.

Many of those who watched also stopped thinking when they saw this. It would be good if it became like Lao Jia. It's okay if there is no change, but everyone else is worried about becoming something that isn't human. Is that still human?

But that's only part of it. Some people saw that this spar did not turn into a zombie after eating it, and they were immediately full of interest.

At worst, it doesn't have any abilities. But, what about the good ones?

If they have an ability, isn't that an extra guarantee of survival in this world?

Those who have seen the zombies devour the entire city worry more about the future than whether they will survive. They immediately became tempted, do they want to get some such spars to prepare, in case they encounter zombies and have no time to dodge, after eating the spars, will they have the ability?