The tide of corpses receded at dawn, the air filled the air with a suffocating stench, and the corpses under the city were still burning and others had long since turned to ashes, bubbling with the smell of burnt protein. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At the head of the city, most of the people who fought fiercely all night did not withdraw, they were quietly waiting for the personnel to come over to change guards, fatigue and nervousness had already drained their energy, although they had resisted the first wave of corpses, but the position was silent, everyone was holding their weapons, leaning against the cold wall, some people were simply eating some food, and some people didn't even want to eat.

"Will we survive?"

"Yes, we can, we can persevere."

I don't know where the simple conversation came from, but each word pierced the heart of the listener like a needle. That's when they realize that everything they're doing is just to live, or rather I'm trying to live with dignity. While many were in despair from the moment they were abandoned by the UMP, the fighting of last night had rekindled hope for most of them.

Hope is a very ethereal thing, and in the past, it was inevitable to have a sense of false emptiness, but at this moment, it can make people clearly feel that hope is so practical, it is a fire, a fire that lights everyone's desperate heart on the night of deathmatch, and everyone on the defense line clearly knows their mission, because even if one corner is lost, then soon this place will be occupied by those raging walking dead.

Of course, although the first wave of shock was held, there was destined to be a second wave tonight, and no one knew whether they could hold it at that time, but no one wanted to sit idly by, and although they would not talk about the people who did everything to protect the important people like the Japanese, most of them did not flinch.

Even a few days ago some of them were civilians or plumbers, but now they are all called defenders.

The medical team shuttled through the crowd, and the high tension of the night caused many people to collapse, and many of them were severely dehydrated under the heat of the incendiary bombs, and although there was no battle damage for the time being, if there was an abnormal attrition, it would be a heavy blow to morale.

A large amount of saline is used as a drink, which makes these people embarrassed but at least there are no problems with physical functions, and some veterans who have participated in real wars know how luxurious it is to have saline to drink on the battlefield.

Of course, their victory came by chance, because if the Iron Tyrant had entered the war, the people in this fragile fortress would probably not have seen the sun today, but if they did, it would have ......

"I told you not to fight, how can there be a person like you who killed a single sample." Nephilim complained to the monkey master while dissecting the corpse of the Iron Tyrant: "I have reminded you of such a precious sample. ”

"Where did you learn to dissect?"

"I won't, but it's okay to save vital organs. When the time comes, you can find an opportunity to analyze it, this is really precious. ”

"You're going to be a fart, get me a set of equipment, I'll do it."

After a set of equipment appeared in front of the monkey master, he put on a white coat, rubber hand, and goggles, and began to fiddle with the corpse of the Iron Tyrant like a forensic doctor.

And less than ten meters away from them, there were zombies shaking their bodies and screaming...... The zombies and the only obstacle between them are makeshift plastic greenhouses that are used to insulate them from external pollution.

O unbeatable tyrant of steel...... It's really a bitter tear to say, I don't know how many battles it has fought hard, how many dangerous competitors have been killed, it was a complete winner in this race for survival, sweeping the Eight Desolations and sweeping Liuhe is what it has to do next.

But life is really black humor, such a tyrant of the Australian continent was beaten to death on the side of the road, curled up when he died, and the cause of death was cerebral hemorrhage. It probably shouldn't have roared, and it shouldn't have gotten back, but the reality is that there is no if, it screamed and scratched, and it was killed.

This is also so absurd, like a comedy made by a third-rate director, scratching people's armpits, but it makes people helpless.

Of course, that's how the world is. The high-level giving and taking from the lower level is like it can easily tear apart a person's body and chew up a person's head. In the face of beings far higher than him, all it could do was howl like a wild dog beaten with clubs and fists.

Is it wronged? Not wronged. If it wants to blame, it can probably only blame itself for bad luck, and for the monkey master, he will not care how difficult and difficult the evolution of this steel tyrant is, in the eyes of him and his kind, this kind of thing is no different from the experimental mice, rabbits, dogs, ducks, rabbits.

Did the rabbit just appear twice? It doesn't matter, there's no difference.

Many people think that looking down on the world requires a noble temperament, fine clothes and high power. But there is a kind of indifference to the world, which is indifference to the right of other creatures to live, indifference to their suffering, and indifference to their struggles. This kind of indifference and cruelty is what the superior needs to have, and it is deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and there is absolutely no soft fairy tale in the law of the forest, and it is not to be hoped for.

Just like this iron tyrant before he died, in fact, he begged and cried, but sympathy did not fall on him after all, and he was still brutally beaten to death. Just like the survivors who were chewed up alive by it, they didn't feel the slightest warmth of the world.

"If the serum is extracted from its blood, it may be possible to create a steel tyrant in batches." The monkey master rubbed his hands excitedly while waiting for the centrifuge to separate the plasma: "Then let's go find a low-level world to experiment?" ”

"You're so cruel."

"Isn't cruelty right? I don't know them, so why be kind to them. Master Monkey pointed to himself: "If I were a low-level species, would you care about my feelings?" ”

"Of course not, in fact, Lao Tzu doesn't care about your feelings now." The green tendons on Nephilim's forehead burst out: "You evil obstacle! You are simply the destroyer of the world's moral bottom line, you can stop it. ”

"Holy."

"Hey, just call me Madonna." Nephilian coughed: "I don't dare to take the word seriously, that's the exclusive title of the four famous." ”

"Oh? What else is there besides card and breeding? ”

"Oh...... Slow work and meticulous work to optimize Ubisoft, punctuality and trustworthiness do not skip the ticket R star, new work every year without cold rice Capcom, and strive to innovate the picture quality of high Nintendo. Nephilian snapped his fingers and said, "But I think the king of heaven has to be a card, and no one can beat it." ”

"Okay, it's a lot of talk."

"No, you think it's just you playing games." Nephilian sat on the pony, holding the PSV in his hand, playing Monster Hunter: "I entered the Internet café at the age of nine, became a stand-alone king at the age of fifteen, washed my hands in a golden basin at the age of eighteen, remembered my third-level dog at the age of twenty-seven, and found that the world was already level sixty when I landed in the game." ”

"What is your favorite line?" The monkey master used a microscope and a dropper to make the mix, but he seemed to be a little careless: "What do I like more about human beings?" It's just a bunch of pitiful little creatures. ”

"Castlevania? Quite tasteful. Nephil didn't look up: "I prefer the sentence that you and I are like two sides of the same coin, when we face each other, we will see our true selves. There may be similarities, but we can never face the same side. ”

The monkey master glanced up at Nephili, and then did not speak again, and Nephilian only glanced at the monkey master, and the two looked at each other for a moment, and then they tacitly did not continue.

Yes, creation and destruction are two sides of the same coin, and it is not incomprehensible that they cannot face one side in any case.

However, the chat between smart people is never too clear, and it stops at the point. What the future holds, who knows, non-linear time is not for everyone to be a prophet.

That's right, the monkey master can know part of the future, but the future he knows is a hypothetical fact, what is a hypothetical fact? It's the kind of thing where I see I'm going to die, but as long as I don't go that way, don't drink that bottle of water, don't listen to that song, the plot doesn't happen, it's called a hypothetical fact. That is to say, for the monkey master, the basic rules of the world do not apply to him, and the powerful can be called the great powerful, in fact, they all deny a basic rule, and Nephilia's denial is equivalent exchange.

Therefore, in such a situation, it is the best choice not to get to the bottom of the matter, to put it too clearly, it is not a good thing for anyone, is it.

"I'm sorry, sir. Even you, I can't say yes. Please forgive me for my madness and indulgence this time. ”

"You know the price of betrayal, you are my most trusted subordinate, and I don't want this to happen to you."

No one's face appeared on the screen in front of Yu Qing, only a line representing the voiceprint, and its jump was accompanied by a familiar sound, which made Yu Qing look very restrained.

But restraint is definitely not humble, even in this situation, he still resists with a firmness that is neither humble nor arrogant, even in the face of his most beloved teacher.

"Come back, you're my best student and the most capable commander, and there's no reason for you to bury yourself in that kind of place. You have to know that you are fighting for the weak and are doomed to lose. Let those who are useless dissipate. ”

After listening to this, Yuqing was silent in front of the screen for a long time, then slowly stood up and took off his hat and put it in his hand, he stood up straight, with a serious expression and deep eyes: "Sir." ”

"You say."

"The student has a word for you." Yuqing's attitude has always been humble, but always firm: "Many years ago, I learned from you. When I appeared to you as a young man, you said to me that human beings are the most humble and noble creatures, that the foundation of civilization is fragile, and that we must become the guardians of civilization and humanity, and that once we choose to become guardians, we must bear all the consequences of our choices, whether glorious or miserable. And what are we guarding? Morality? Law? Faith? But these things only exist in people's hearts, and they will change with the transformation of social forms, which is not something we should guard. Top-down order will not be fixed in the heart, order should be bottom-up. God should not exist, or that He should not be an excuse for some people to enslave others. ”

Yuqing said this, and her tone became excited: "But when we became the superior one, we regarded ourselves as God, manipulating the life and death of others, thinking that the world should be our submissive slaves, and I now feel that all this is just a disguised theocracy." I'm not happy, it's against where I'm supposed to be and what I'm supposed to do, I'm a guardian, not a ruler, I'm not protecting the rights of a false God and his lackeys, I'm guarding the right of everyone to live with dignity. Yes, I'm not a hero, and I don't deserve to be a hero, but rather than seeing heroes, I want to see the people I protect shine with their own sparkles. Teacher, it's really dazzling. ”

"You are important to me, but my beliefs do not allow me to go down a path that does not belong to me, and I think you should be able to understand. Of course, I also understand what you have in mind, and I have lived up to your trust and expectations. Yuqing bowed deeply, ninety degrees, and lasted for half a minute before straightening up again: "I'm sorry." ”

There was silence on both sides, and after a long time, a sigh came from the other end of the computer, and the voice was actually a little trembling: "Child, go." I don't know what to say, you ......"

"Teacher, I don't blame you for what happens, even if I'm destined to die, even if I'm destined to turn into dust. You carry something far heavier than I do, and I understand you. And I just want to be simply willful and be my ideal self for a while. Maybe I can't take care of you as usual anymore, I hope you can take good care of yourself. Yuqing smiled and bowed again: "I'm almost fifty years old, and I can indulge in burning at this age, which is not in vain." ”

"Silly boy." The voice on the computer seemed to age dozens of years in an instant: "I will ask for recusal." ”

"Thank you." Yuqing's eyes were moist: "I won't sit still, don't worry." ”

"Hope ......" paused, "I hope you're all well." ”

"Yes, teacher." Yuqing slowly sat back in her seat: "This is also my hope." ”

After hanging up this communication, the signal here was completely cut off by the UMP headquarters, and even the frequency band was blocked. In other words, Yuqing was completely abandoned.

But he had no remorse, just took out his wallet and glanced at the photos of his wife and children, then kicked the wallet into his pocket, buttoned his hat on his head, turned around and went out, chic and decisive.

"You know, it suddenly occurred to me that there are actually two people around me who have the most personality." While the monkey master was waiting for the results of the chemical separation, he sat on the maza with a cigarette in his mouth and crossed Erlang's legs with the absent-minded Nephilian to swing the dragon gate array: "One is Yuqing, and the other is a guy named Duanmu." ”

"Who is Duanmu?"

"It's an old friend."

"It's not easy, you can have friends."

"yes, it's not easy." The monkey master said with some nostalgia: "Yuqing is the kind of person who is usually flamboyant but has firm beliefs and solid beliefs, he will never change what he believes in due to external reasons, and that kind of firmness is beyond our imagination." And Duanmu is just the opposite of him, he has the taste of a knight but is an opportunist and utilitarian in his bones, his choice is always the most advantageous choice, even if he looks at the loss, but looking back at the grandson, he can see a smell of conspiracy. ”

"Your style of making friends is really special."

"It's okay, after all, I'm not a good person myself." The monkey master smoked one after another, like an old smoking gun: "I have experienced too much impermanence in the world, and sometimes I suddenly feel that there is nothing wrong with being alone." ”

"You suddenly made this feeling?"

"Yes, people like us are not suitable to have relatives and friends."

"First, I'll correct you." Nephilim rolled his eyes: "Actually, strictly speaking, we are not human at all. You should say this kind of thing about us. ”

"You're something, huh?"

"You're not a thing, are you?"

The monkey snorted: "You're going to hurt each other, aren't you?" ”

"Huh."

Although the two of them are either silent or spraying, after all, they are both powerful people, and there is no question of who kills whom, so the atmosphere of the chat is quite relaxed and happy.

And in this relaxed atmosphere, more than half of the most important sample data on biology in the history of mankind came out. It is no exaggeration to say that if complete data can be presented, humanity can basically directly enter a new era.

But! Yes, but again! Here you need to knock on the blackboard. Master Monkey doesn't give the data to anyone, and he doesn't even plan to keep it, just to satisfy his curiosity, and it's almost the same to write it down a little bit. Because this kind of super-evolved branch can't be released casually, something will happen, something big will happen. Remember what happened to the races that challenged the rules? That's right, this thing is a rule-defying thing. In a short period of time, relying on artificial rapid evolution to achieve the evolution results of tens of thousands of years of others, fouled, fouled friends.

What the monkey master has to do is to study this precious data, and then destroy it, completely destroy it. If you don't leave a single clue of data, then who dares to do a blind research and destroy everything with that person.

The duty of the saboteur, there is no way, oh, Moda.

It's strange to say, the monkey master is obviously a traitor, but he still habitually follows the established procedures to do things, which makes him feel very magical, even illogical magic, and the irrepressible sense of mission makes him have no way to stop, very magical. But at the same time, he has long learned not to go against his intuition, to go to something special should not be, to think that should be should be the right, and to feel that it should not be the right should be.

Contradiction? The contradiction is particularly right! There is no contradiction to ask the monkey master and other powerful people to dry their hair, everyone sits at a round table and has a meeting, and the watch will never be over.

"You know, I anonymously started a discussion on Weibo one day #What do you think God should be like#." Nephilim suddenly said, "There are many answers. ”

"Did you say what a god should be, and a bunch of stupid X's popped up and said that you were the one who said that the emperor must be a farmer who used a golden hoe to farm the land?"

"Huh? How do you know? ”

"Because ah......" The monkey master picked his nostrils: "Smart people are smart in their own way, but stupid beeps are always similar." ”

"You go on, I hold down Tolstoy's coffin board for you."

"It's gone."

The two of them chatted with each other and had a relaxed and happy atmosphere. But the Australian headquarters was so nervous that they couldn't do it, and the people who came up in rotation were already waiting, looking at the wandering corpses in the distance and beyond, and the scalp was not numb. Fortunately during the day, ultraviolet rays can inhibit the physical activity of zombies. But at night, their agility and strength are almost doubled, and the thirty-meter wall is really not easy to resist, if it is not for the fact that there are people defending all night, it is almost wishful thinking to rely on this defensive wall.

What's more, these zombies are obviously coordinated in their actions, and they are not as brainless as they imagined. They will even use simple strategies and tactics, and sometimes it is easy to fall into the way of these beasts.

It's already afternoon, and in a few hours, when the sun goes down, tonight's battle will begin, and the smell of burnt corpses that have just been blown away by the sea breeze will be permeating again, and there will be the possibility of being broken through by zombies at any time, no one can be safe.

Of course, if you look at it from God's point of view, they are quite safe. Because there are two powerful people sitting here, even if they don't defend themselves, it's no problem to eat, drink, and sleep in the room the whole time. But the point is, this is reality and not a novel or a TV series, only readers and viewers are God's vision, and how do these people know what kind of people they are sheltered by.

Think about it from another angle, I'm afraid you can be immersed in the ocean of fear, think about the ring of walls outside the holy city of Jerusalem in World War Z, and the people inside are really safe? You know, that wall is more than 30 meters.

So don't complain about the tension and decadence here, because no one, including Commander Yuqing, knows how long he will live.

In fact, the staff in the Australian headquarters can't even think of why they have become the people who have been abandoned by the headquarters, because no one knows better than themselves, and with the ability of UMP, there is absolutely no need to give up these people.

"Hold the grass! These grandsons are okay. ”

"What?" When Nephilim saw the monkey suddenly jumping up, he leaned in and asked, "What did you find?" ”

"I found that UMP can't afford to give up on these people at all."

"What's that?"

"Feed."

Nephilim was stunned after hearing this: "Feeding? ”

"Yes, feed." The monkey master patted his head: "When I saw those zombies eating the corpses of the same kind just now, I suddenly thought that tyrants and steel tyrants need a lot of energy to produce, and when food is scarce, tyrants will hardly be produced." If there is no tyrant, there will be no steel tyrant. So how can the Iron Tyrant be born? ”

"Feed."

"Yes!"

"The best way to feed ......" Nephilim narrowed his eyes, "with a living person." ”

"Okay! Not bad. Master Monkey rubbed his hands and smiled: "UMP is the material for doing big things, it's very okay." No wonder Yuqing will stay, this guy is a modern knight. ”

"If it weren't for us, they'd probably be ......" Nephilian said with a smile, "It was gone last night, right?" ”

"Pretty much, and it's going to make a lot less zombies. Maybe the human side will also give birth to superpowers on the same level as the Iron Tyrant. After all, these people are estimated to have been injected with an inactivated virus as a vaccine a long time ago, hahahaha...... I'm a genius. ”

"How genius are you?"