For Haig, the genes of beauty are a very good dish.

Mummies are not delicious, and the meat that is hard is rough in the mouth, like wooden thorns piercing the mouth. Haig's lips began to bleed, and the hard flesh pierced his gums, plugging between his teeth, making it uncomfortable and uncomfortable. But Haig didn't give up the idea of the food in front of him, and still ate vigorously.

For the whole night, it was frantically nibbling.

Soon, the heads of the two corpses were gone, their bodies were gone, and they didn't even let go of their hands, feet, and fingers. When there was nothing to eat, Haig finally lay down on the seat of the carriage, gently caressing his balloon-like belly with his short forelimbs, staring at his straight eyes and gasping for air.

Haig wasn't actually hungry. It just wanted to swallow all the corpses of these two Yu who were once beautiful women. That's all.

When you are full, you get sleepy, your eyelids are getting heavier, and with the soft car seats, there is no better place to rest. In this way, Haig slept deeply and soundly, until the sun rose and the day drove away the night.

The first thing he did when he woke up, Haig found himself taller.

Yes, it stood outside the carriage and could see the dirty roof covered in dust. Through the comparison of physical references, Haig judged that his height should be about 1.60 meters.

The lack of adaptation to sunlight is apparently the result of the rodent genes in the body. Lao Tzu didn't like the sun before, whether it was a field hospital or following Su Hao's master, Lao Tzu has been living in a dark environment, and his favorite thing to do is to pout his ass and fart at the sun.

Haig had never looked at the world from such a high level. It was in a trance, full of surprise, but not surprised. After all, subconsciously, Haig had determined that he had a special ability to be altered by foreign genes. It's like having eaten a mouse and becoming a mouse, eating a bat with ultrasound, and eating two chickens some time ago, if it weren't for the deliberate control, the two small wings on the shoulders would probably be difficult to retract

If it weren't for the article comparing pig and human recipes, Haig probably wouldn't have chosen to eat humans at this time. As originally conceived, going from a mouse to a human would have to take a lot of risk. Because Haig has always been unsure whether he should choose a man or a woman? There is no doubt that becoming a woman is possible to sleep with Su Hao's master. But it is too risky to do that, first, it is painful to give birth, second, there will be bleeding under the buttocks every month, and third, the breasts are too big, and I can't help but want to lower my head and drink milk at any time...... Well, Lao Tzu admits that these damn thoughts are very perverted, but women are women, and no one can change these characteristics.

If it is a man, there are also many disadvantages. First of all, Master Su Hao will not pay attention to me anymore, and then he must take more responsibility, and there are too many unpredictable dangers. For example, accidentally entering an abandoned city and being raped by hordes of female mutant creatures; or being caught as a sex slave by a strong feminist; may also be too handsome, being favored by other men, and being held hostage and forced to become friends......

Lao Tzu knew that this world was full of crises, but the degree and probability of crises were too great.

But what about the danger? Even if you don't want to change, it's changed now. I really can't do it, so I can only stop eating or eat less people in the future, and slowly change this damn look.

Appearance?

These two simple words made Haig suddenly feel moved. It subconsciously looked down at its raised hands.

Damn, is this still the pair of short mouse forelimbs in my memory?

It has no claws, no black hair, smooth and delicate, and its fingers are white and slender. The nails, in particular, have an extremely attractive pink color in the sun.

Wait, why are there two blobs of expansion in front of your eyes that obstruct your view?

Haig craned his neck, stared at his chest for a long time, and finally sadly confirmed that the two things that blocked his view were large, full, full, round breasts. But the problem is that they are so large that they are more than fifteen centimeters in diameter. The two greasy white balls squeezed against each other, and the damn gap in the middle was simply eye-catching. The scariest thing is the two pink nipples at the top of the breasts. They just stand upright, and they look crystal translucent in the sunlight...... Oh my God, what did I do in my last life? What woman does not have sharp huge teeth on her chest? It's two stupid and chubby things that can't be mastered by one hand, and the stupid head and stupid brain live like Teletubbies?

This, this, this is horrible, horrible.

Haig's eyes straightened, and countless terrifying thoughts swirled through his head.

Suddenly, it suddenly remembered something, turned suddenly, rushed to the rearview mirror in the driver's seat of the abandoned car like a madman, stretched out its flawless, crystalline jade hand like a work of art, trembled, and trembled to wipe away the dust on the surface of the lens.

The moment his eyes made contact with the mirror, Haig's face turned pale, and his expression was as blank as a sculpture

It saw a pair of slender and long Danfeng eyes, the eyes were like water waves, delicate and charming, the nose was very delicate, and there was a little cute playfulness. The lips are slightly thicker, and the lip line is extremely sexy, with a natural redness. Especially the white-skinned face, the lines are as beautiful as customization, and it can really be regarded as blown-out. With unimpeccable facial features, she is many times more beautiful than those women on the cover of peacetime magazines.

What's even more terrifying is that Lao Tzu actually has two dimples that look so beautiful and beautiful. With a beautiful and smooth face, it is simply the best sign to attract the hatred of all women in the world.

Is it the automatic repair effect of black particles?

Or is it the result of self-optimizing selection of genes in the body?

Haig's hair stood on end, his flesh was tight, and his eyes were wide. The beauty in the mirror did not show fear. "She" is only pale at best, but it adds a kind of delicate beauty. Although the face was frightened, people couldn't help but want to hold it in their arms and care, and then squeeze a few handfuls of breasts that were too large and obviously unbalanced.

It was as if he had seen a ghost.

After a long time, it suddenly erupted into an unusually high-pitched scream.

"Why is this happening? I, I, I don't want to be a woman don't ————"

On a sun-drenched highway, three men are scouring back and forth between abandoned vehicles.

They were all civilians, their clothes were in disarray, with large stains, and they exuded the strong smell of body odor and sweat that had not been showered for a long time. This has become more or less the standard attire for civilians wandering the wilderness. Because of the lack of food and regional restrictions, civilians who do not have a fixed place of residence naturally have few opportunities to wash their bodies. Although it has been less than two years since the outbreak of the virus, many homeless people have already abandoned their former concepts of life. They only judge food by whether it can be eaten or not, and they rarely think about it, or even have no idea about hygiene or health care at all. All in all, it's all about filling your stomach.

The men carried knives in their hands, and the handles were long, polished rebar. Of course, this kind of homemade weapon is not as good as a firearm, but under the premise that there is no way to get a gun, a long knife is the best choice. It can stab people, can cut mutated creatures, and can be used to commit suicide even if it is in a desperate situation.

It's a long way from an abandoned city, mutated creatures aren't in the habit of roaming the wilderness, and the men are becoming more daring in their searching. They took turns with hammers, used steel bars and iron rods to pry open the trunk of the vehicle, and rummaged through the bones of the deceased unscrupulously, but they did not even think of pulling the key from the driver's seat to open the box directly, or pressing the switch.

There is not much difference between civilization and barbarism, savages can evolve into humans, and humans can degenerate into savages

The road has been left uncrossed, but abandoned vehicles have apparently been searched by refugees who have passed by before. The men were busy for hours, only to find a few packets of expired loose biscuits, some scattered chewing gum, and a dozen half-drunk bottles of mineral water, which were already covered with green mold.

"You're fucking, you don't leave some good things when you die, and you don't have a whole body-

A man with unkempt hair picked up a long knife and slashed at the white bones in the driver's seat, making a piercing impact, and many foam crumbs popped out of the broken cushion and flew back and forth in the air.

It takes a lot of effort, a lot of time is wasted, and nothing is gained, and anyone gets angry.

When the angry man raised his long knife again, trying to pierce the skull's eye socket and kick it away as a football, he suddenly noticed a blurred figure slowly walking at the end of the road in the distance.

The three men immediately put down what they were doing, picked up their weapons in unison, bowed down, hid behind the carriage, and looked nervously into the distance.

The figure is getting closer. Judging from the rough shape, it seems to be a woman.

This made the men excited, and the frenzied thoughts in their minds became more and more intense, and one of them even couldn't wait to open his dirty travel bag, take out a simple folding pot from it, grab a dead man's clothes, and wipe the blade vigorously.

There is a lot of water on the side of the highway ditch, and it looks fairly clean. The neighborhood is full of overgrown weeds, many of which have withered, which is the best fuel for the scab. All that remains is killing, chopping meat, cutting into pieces, and cooking soup...... Hey, hey, hey, today's dinner will be very generous.

The woman seemed to be an idiot with no thinking. She wore a baggy men's jumper with a floral skirt underneath. The skirt was long and dragged all the way to the ground, and the back hem was trampled to a ragged strip of cloth. Her eyes were full of confusion, and she was unaware of the danger ahead, so she staggered to the front of the car, and was held down by the men who suddenly rushed out, put a knife against her neck, and pressed the hood of the car.

When the three men made eye contact with the woman's face, they were stunned and stopped their movements in their hands.

This woman is so fucking beautiful.

The three pairs of eyes stared at the woman unscrupulously, all slightly surprised and momentarily distracted. In a moment, the men had already thrown away the weapons in their hands, took off their pants at an extremely fast speed, naked their lower bodies, surrounded the lonely women in the middle, stretched out their hands, tore off the men's jumper that obviously did not belong to her, and rubbed them back and forth on the snow-white plump breasts, kneading them fiercely.

Haig did not feel the slightest sense of such an insult. It doesn't understand what these men are thinking. But it can tell that these guys have bad intentions towards themselves. If it had been a few days ago, Haig would have known very well that this kind of physical contact meant sex, but he had just gone from being a mouse to a human. To be precise, it should be an incomplete human being. There is too much chaotic thinking logic in the brain, rats never wear clothes, and the physical friction between male and female rats does not exactly mean impulsiveness. Now, the teenage Haig's brain is not yet fully developed, and it still needs to learn, and it needs to understand what can and cannot be done by reaching out to more humans

Of course, Haig didn't understand at all what his huge chest meant in the eyes of a group of savage and fierce men.

And just like that, Haig's face was expressionless, not cold or angry, no screams or pleadings. It was like an inanimate sculpture, with curiosity and doubt, and its gaze swept over the three men in order, like a pig about to be castrated, but still eating happily.

This strange change makes the men feel terrible.

This is the first time they have encountered such a situation. The body of the raped woman does not change, the nipples do not harden, the body does not soften, there is no crying and pleading, and there is no impulse and pleasure...... Damn, it's no different from raping a robot, and it's even more depressing than playing with an inflatable doll.

It is undeniable that this woman is very beautiful, much more beautiful than the young lady of the world. In peacetime, at most, I can only look at pictorials and TV, and to photos.

Now, she was right in front of her. What kind of desire does Lao Tzu not have to think about? Even the genitals, which had just hardened, quickly softened.

"Wow, you fucking call me"

A thin man raised his arm and slapped Haig hard: "Stinky woman slut opened her mouth to call Lao Tzu." Even if it's a smile or a cry. ”

The man next to him rubbed Hagrid's chest vigorously, opened his mouth full of yellow teeth, and gnawed back and forth on his breasts. He was hungry, and the pair of breasts reminded him of milk and cream. Even if there is no real food, it is good to have a conscious anesthetic effect through skin contact.

The third man has no more good positions. He kept groping around with Haig, but was blocked by two companions, unable to occupy the top or play in the middle. In the end, he could only stare at the skirt of Haige's lower body with dark eyes, constantly licking his lips with his tongue, and making a strange smile of "Gegegege".

The slap was heavy, but Haig didn't feel the pain. This should be the effect of the genes working with the black particles. Looking at the man in front of him who was almost going crazy, Haig opened his mouth in confusion: "What do you want to call for Lu?" What good is it for you if I call it out? ”

It's a weird question. Especially from the mouth of a beautiful girl who looks sixteen or seventeen years old, beautiful and moving, the voice is extremely pleasant.

Just when the man opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer for a while, his mind was once again occupied by anger and rage, and he wanted to raise his fist and hit Hag hard, he suddenly heard his companion who was lying on the ground and wanted to play with Hag from below, suddenly let out a scream that was not like a human voice.

The man's face turned pale, and his face was completely distorted. He leaned back, his hands behind him on the ground, his whole body trembling violently like chaff. A pair of eyes widened to the extreme, staring at the lower body of Haguer, who had just been stripped of his skirt, and his lips and face were completely bloodless.

"There, look there. What the hell is she, it, what the hell is it? ”

Before he could finish speaking, Haig, who was pressed against the hood of the car, suddenly jumped up, with a piercing scream, and rushed towards the man who was almost paralyzed, and immediately crushed him to the ground.

It's a very skillful move. Haig didn't use his hands, but sat his entire lower body directly on the man's face.

He angered Haig's bottom line.

Clothes and skirts, all found in cars. The reason why such a floor-length skirt that is inconvenient to move was chosen was to hide the secret of Hagrid's lower body.

The man who had been knocked down writhed on the ground and struck Haig in the back with both hands. His mouth, nose, and eyes were completely covered, unable to breathe, and could only make a dull and painful "hmm" sound. The man felt two long, rough strips inserted into his nostrils, wreaking havoc back and forth in his head, tearing at the nerves in the most brutal way, and the pain was so intense that he felt like his head was about to explode. However, this is not the most terrifying, there are more strips burrowing into the ears, gouging out the eyes, burrowing through the mouth, and spreading all the way to every corner of the body. It was like a terrible octopus coiling around its face, with its tentacles extending from all the hollows in its body. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't resist, I couldn't even scream, I could only roll in pain and wait to die.

That's Haig's secret.

I don't know if it's because of the insufficient number of human cells swallowed, or the lack of nutrients from the previous meal, Haig's humanoid appearance is not complete. From the waist down, she still maintains the short and thick hind limbs of a mouse, and although she can keep her movement unaffected, she has produced dozens of octopus-like tentacles around her waist and hips, which looks like a female kraken in European mythology and legend. What's even more terrifying is that there is an octagonal mouth at the end of those tentacles, which is covered with sharp and dense hundreds of teeth.

Haig no longer knew which creature he should belong to.

The reason for this terrible change should be those rats during the Battle of Hefei.

At that time, Haig was their king. The rats were obedient indeed, and they offered all the food they found. There are peanuts, snails, corn, small fish, sparrows, snakes...... And all sorts of messy stuff. Out of curiosity, Haig tasted some of each of his foods. He remembers eating a lot of squid meat and a pickled herring head. Although these foods are cooked, the genes do not change as a result. Perhaps, the changes in my body are due to this.