Volume 1 Section 170 Execution Ground

Su Hao didn't find it strange for Haig to say this.

It's a bug after all.

The virus destroyed the consciousness that originally belonged to humans, and Haig was left with only the most basic biological instincts left in his mind. If we consider the question purely from the perspective of "life" or "death", its answer is the most correct and in line with biological values.

The helicopter slowly descended from the new Chengdu base city.

When Su Hao drove into the family residence in a military off-road vehicle, he found that everything had changed here.

Two additional checkpoints have been added to the road leading to civilian areas, and there are noticeably more soldiers guarding them than elsewhere. They were not wearing patrol armbands, and several forts had been erected in the open space around the checkpoint. Behind the second wall, along the edge of the family area, a new wall more than 20 meters high is being built. The people in the neighborhood are all soldiers, and anyone who wants to enter or leave must be subjected to extremely strict identity checks.

Su Hao stopped the off-road vehicle in front of the checkpoint, he jumped out of the cab, took out his military ID and handed it to the sentry, and at the same time raised his head to look at the corpses standing on both sides of the road, tied to wooden poles.

About 30 people were hung there with their hands tied behind their backs. They were all stripped of their clothes, and their bodies were in different states of decay due to the varying times of death. The legs and feet of the deceased were severed, and several of their abdomen and chest were cut open, dragging their entrails that had turned black. The corpse was sprayed with a large amount of deodorant, but it still could not hide the disgusting smell.

The side of the street leading to the civilian area is open, and the wooden poles stand on a high position. From a long distance, you can see these dead people swaying back and forth in the wind, with hideous faces.

They are all gangsters who operate human trafficking in civilian areas. In times of peace, there were workers, peasants, white-collar workers, and even teachers. Right now...... No one knows what they are doing to become what they are now.

Maybe it's the environment, maybe it's the encounter, or ...... It's for life.

He Qun was still tied to the top of the platform. From where Su Hao stood, of course, it was impossible to see the execution table set up at the other end of the city. In order to facilitate the transmission of information, dozens of large display screens have been installed in the base city, which is enough to βŠ₯ all residents of the entire city to see her tragic situation from different directions.

The wicked woman is still alive.

She was covered with maggots, and fat white round worms crawled all over her body. A close-up shot is separated on both sides of the big screen to shoot the terrifying scene of tens of thousands of maggots burrowing back and forth in He Qun's thighs and arms. The disgustingly yellowish-white fat bugs swarm into the depths of the rotting flesh, next to each other, layered on top of each other, reminiscent of plump sunflowers that change color and shape somewhat, or carp scales that move on their own.

The execution table was a heavy, sturdy wooden chair. He Qun sat on it with his feet raised flat, and his two arms were placed on the left and right armrests. This fixed posture keeps the limbs of the hands and feet flat, and the maggots that wriggle back and forth in the rotting flesh and pus do not fall. The rotting limbs have actually been severed from the root joints, and the wounds have been specially treated so that they do not bleed, let alone lead to death. Although He Qun's internal organs are exposed, they still have the most basic physiological circulatory functions because they maintain sufficient temperature and humidity in a small environment. She won't die in a short time, but she has to watch her legs, feet and arms being devoured by maggots, her body being destroyed so that she can never recover, and watching the indifferent doctor constantly inject herself with all kinds of medicinal liquids and can't resist...... The indescribable horror and despair hit He Qun's brain all the time, prompting her to let out a terrible howl like a hungry ghost.

The golden fat man was locked up "next door" to He Qun.

It was a makeshift cell next to the execution table, a stone's throw away from He Qun. The room is not big, only about four square meters in size. The whole room is actually a relatively large iron cage. The golden fat man was stripped naked, shrunk and squatted in the corner of the cage, like a helpless girl who had just been raped by dozens of big men, but did not throw a dime, and could only sobble alone, silently planning to save as much as possible on food in the next few months, and then secretly go to the hospital to have a baby.

The fat man was treated very well, and the Judge Advocate General's Department did not use violence against him, and he was provided with food every day. Although I can't eat enough, I won't starve to death. The guards showed no mercy for the fat traffickers, who were always poking at the fat golden man with iron rods and the like. The stick is not very sharp, not deadly, but it hurts. Especially for the fat golden man who has been living a life of abundant food and clothing, it is simply an unimaginable nightmare. He tried his best to dodge the iron rod that came in from outside the cage, but he would always be poked a few times, and the pain was so painful that he burst into tears.

He Qun screamed every day.

The doctors of the Judge Advocate General's Office are very good at rectification. They performed a minor operation on He Qun's face, which slowed down the effect of the masseter nerve reflex, and they were unable to tighten the ligaments, so they did not have the strength to bite off their tongues. This practice was simply the most cruel torture for He Qunβ€”β€”β€”β€” she could not kill herself, but her brain kept working under the effect of the stimulant injected on time. The doctors even added a protective film to the surface of He Qun's eyeballs, so that when the eyelids were fixed and glued, the eyeballs would not be blinded due to dehydration.

These surgeries had only one purposeβ€”β€”β€”β€” to keep He Qun alive and watch his body being artificially controlled, little by little by maggots.

He Qun yelled and scolded every day, crying and howling bitterly to everyone who could see it. She cursed the doctor who gave her nutritional injections in the dirtiest and most vicious words, and pleaded in repentance in front of the guards. She would laugh like a madman for some reason, and she would stare blankly at the sky, muttering words that no one understood. When the gaze retreats from the chaos and fantasy to reality, and sees the maggots clustered on the arms, legs and feet, the chaos in the mind will be completely expelled by fear, and the screams of hysteria will erupt that do not resemble human voices.

Whenever this happens, the fat golden man is always wrapped up in a ball, curled up in the corner of the cage, and looks at the evil woman who once brought him a lot of wealth, but now it is divided into pieces, but still maintains enough vigorous vitality through the fingers that hide her face.

The Judge Advocate General's Office is a psychiatrist. They know very well how to tap into the limits of one's greatest fears. Let He Qun and Jin Fat Man live, and with each other being able to see each other, one is alive intact, and the other is tortured every day. Contrasting psychology arises spontaneously, fear, anger, envy, regret, pain...... The brain is filled with complex and hesitant thoughts, which are more effective than mere physical torture, and can fundamentally destroy the will, turning the living into desperate and crazy beasts.

For those who see the big screen, this is the best deterrent.

A tall middle-aged lieutenant stood behind the steel triangular horse, carefully checking Su Hao's military ID. He pulled up his sleeves high, and his arms bulged with steely muscles. The long field work has caused his skin to be coated with a layer of bronz, which is full of incomparably strong masculine charm.

He checked it very carefully, constantly checking the spouse column on the family name list. After confirming that there was no falsification, he waved his hand and motioned for the other soldiers to move away and refuse the horse, and at the same time returned the officer ID card to Su Hao with a slight apology.

"Forgive me, this is not the time it used to be, and we need to be on guard at all times. For food and all sorts of strange reasons, the civilians outside could figure out anything. We must guard this gate, and while we are fighting for life and death on the front line, the women of the family are sold as goods by others...... I beg your pardon, but I feel bad when I think about it. ”

Su Hao put away his documents, nodded understandingly, subconsciously glanced at the family building in the distance, and asked, "Your family also lives here?" ”

The middle-aged lieutenant calmed down his emotions, smiled reluctantly, and showed a mouthful of yellowed teeth: "It's my wife, and I've been in the army for almost four years." ”

Su Hao took out a cigarette and handed it over, and asked with great interest, "How old is your child?" Son or daughter?

The second lieutenant took the cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and his tense expression became soft: "I will be two years old next month, and I am a girl." I used to think that it didn't matter what I had in life, boys and girls were the same. Now that I think about it, it's better to be a boy. Now the way of the world...... Women have a harder time than men. ”

Su Hao nodded silently.

He got into the buggy, took out a box of candy from the back compartment, and an eighty percent new doll, turned around and handed it to the second lieutenant.

These are the gifts that Su Hao prepared for Yang Lulu. He felt that for a two-year-old girl, they should be needed more than Yang Lulu.

The middle-aged lieutenant obviously didn't expect Su Hao to make such a move. He blushed, subconsciously took two steps back, swayed his hands desperately, and refused in a hurried and stiff voice: "No, no, no, this is not okay." I can't ask for your stuff. It's not easy for everyone, it's ...... It's just too precious. I've got rations of sugar and chocolate, really, I can't ask for anything from you. ”

Su Hao smiled and shoehorned the gift to the second lieutenant, and said seriously: "I also have a wife." I have to thank you, thank you for everyone on duty here. ”

Xinyan's room didn't change, and when Su Hao pushed the door open, she was standing in the kitchen by the window stir-frying, and the air was filled with a mouth-watering aroma of food.

Taking off his coat, Su Hao slowly hugged Xinyan from behind. At the moment when he held his full chest with both hands, Xinyan turned off the liquefier casually, turned around and hugged Su Hao tightly.

There are surprises and surprises of reunion, but the warm atmosphere has been nurturing since more than ten minutes agoβ€”β€”β€”β€” looking from the window of the kitchen can just see the road connecting the checkpoint. What's more, Su Hao and Xinyan are both strong people, and as soon as he walked into the entrance of the unit downstairs, Xinyan had already noticed the appearance of his beloved man.

Su Hao did not close the door. As he walked up the stairs, the women in the other rooms had already seen him. They all knew that their husbands and wives, who had been reunited for a long time, needed to be alone at such times, so when Xinyan walked quickly to the door with a blush on her face and slammed the door shut, the women in the corridor laughed in unison.

Su Hao turned around and looked at Xinyan, in addition to joy in his eyes, there was also an inquiry that only each other could understand.

Xinyan thoughtfully put his arm on the shoulder, leaned close to his ear, and said in a low voice that was audible enough, "I checked carefully, there are no electronic probes here, and there is no remote monitoring equipment nearby. In order to cover up problems such as illegal human trafficking, the woman rejected the suggestion of the logistics management office to install surveillance in the family area. Rest assured, it's safe here, the curtains are closed and no one can see it. ”

Su Hao smiled slightly, picked up the briefcase from the chair, walked straight to the wooden table in the room, sat down, and took out a few white spars from the leather bag, a vacuum hose containing putrid hormones, and a homemade small plasma decomposer.

The disintegrator is part of the technology of the future. This thing actually doesn't have much technical content, with the current theory, it is actually easy to manufacture, but whether it is the decomposition speed or the volume, it is far inferior to the one in front of Su Hao.

Picking up a spar, putting it into the trumpet-shaped entrance at the top of the ion decomposer, and pressing the red start button with his thumb, Su Hao only felt that his heart was beating violently.

One hundred units of white crystal, twenty milliliters of carbon-based life recirculating fluid (blood), ten milliliters of advanced mutant individual spinal cord (putrefaction hormones).

This is the first-level gene elixir formula that appeared on the spar slab, and it is also the necessary foundation to surpass the fifth-level enhancement standard and become a powerful evolutionary person.

Su Hao did not know the specific source of the spar slab. The conversation with Wang Qinian at the Academy of Sciences made him suddenly feel as if there was an invisible hand controlling everything. He felt that he was changing the trajectory that was invisible to the naked eye, and from the initial time and space escape to the present, the secrets of the Dao that he desperately wanted to know had been partially revealed. However, the more he knew the Dao, the more Su Hao felt that his strength was weak.

He must concoct the genetic potion as soon as possible and become the most powerful evolutionary human.

The pituitary gland of zombies and mutated creatures secretes a large number of hormones, and due to the environment and living habits, these liquid substances are strangely transformed and gradually condensed into extremely hard solids. The archives of the future world after the Black Age show that since the discovery of spars, the use of this type of biostone has basically tended to be energy-oriented. It was not until a year before Su Hao's escape that it was proposed to reduce the solid spar into a liquid hormone in the mode of reverse decomposition, providing more research directions in biological evolution and drug refining.

It takes a long time to go from theory to practice.

The formula of the genetic potion shown on the hedron plate has proved the theoretical correctness of the morphological transformation of the hedr. Only liquids can neutralize each other, and the carbon-based life circulating liquid, putrid hormones, and crystals converted to a liquid state are the truth of evolutionary elixirs.

Researchers in the future world may have had similar thoughts. But after all, they failed to get out of the inertial thinking framework between "solid" and "liquid". After all, the actual direction of use of the spar is as an energy substitute, it is insoluble in water, and the energy release process produces extremely strong high temperatures. To a large extent, this imprisons the research concept, and under the influence of inertial thinking, the human beings in the future world only think that it is a new energy source, rather than a component of biological agents.

Su Hao didn't know if "one hundred units of white crystal" meant a hundred white crystals?

He can only guess according to normal logical thinking from aspects that conform to the basic framework of things.

Soon, a hundred hedron had been loaded into the ion decomposer, and under the current drive, the viscous liquid slowly flowed out of the columnar nozzle at the very front. It looks like unsolidified jelly, with a milky white, yellowish surface and a faint fishy smell.

Xinyan sat next to him, silently paying attention to every movement of his beloved man, watching Su Hao wipe alcohol on his wrist, plunge into the syringe needle, and draw out a tube of dark red blood.

After the blood and putrefaction hormones are accurately weighed on an electronic balance, they are slowly poured into a test tube containing the spar stock solution and mixed. The three colors of milky white, dark red, and taupe blend with each other, and after rhythmic shaking and stirring, they produce a surprising and bizarre tonal change. Under the gaze of Su Hao and Xinyan, the liquids in the test tube penetrated into each other in less than ten minutes, and finally formed about 20 milliliters, which was transparent throughout, looking very much like pure water without impurities, but with a weak semi-liquid form of thick viscosity and gelatinoid.

Xinyan looked at the test tube in the sun and asked curiously, "This is the gene medicine you said?" ”

As a wife and a "worker bee", there are no secrets between her and Su Hao.

Su Hao nodded slowly. He plugged the mouth of the test tube tightly, frowning slightly, his eyes full of thoughtful gazes

At this moment, Su Hao's mind was torn around the words that had appeared on the spar slab and were deeply engraved in the depths of his memory like an imprint.

According to the materials required for the formula, he prepared the tube of first-class genetic medicine in his hand.

However, at that time, after the spar slab absorbed the white spar, two recipes appeared at the same time.

One is a first-class genetic agent.

As for the other one......

"Alpha-grade gene drug formula: 100 units of white crystal, 50 milliliters of carbon-based life recyclable liquid, one milliliter of original cell fluid, one milliliter of advanced mutant individual spinal cord, and five grams of biological element cold condensation complex

Su Hao silently read this text, and the wrinkles on his brows became more and more profound.

He didn't understand, why did the spar slab show two formulas at the same time?

Literally, they are all genetic drugs, and the constituent materials are similar, and they all contain carbon-based life circulating fluids (blood), high-level mutant individual spinal cords (putrid hormones), and hormone stock solutions obtained after the isolation of the hedrons.

The difference is also obvious: the second recipe is obviously made up of more materials than the first, and the names are completely different. One is a first-class gene drug, and the other is an alpha-level gene drug.

In order of ancient Greek letters, "Alpha" is at the top of the list. In other words, the first.

Alpha level, which is equal to "first level".

But why do you use two different names for the two recipe names displayed on the spar tablet? Although they mean the same thing. Just like the Chinese character "δΈ€" and the English letter "A", the order is in the same position, and the meaning is similar in a specific way, but after all, they are two characters.