8. Chapter 8: Unlocking, Second Gene Ability
Verdant green, the color of life.
Gao Jian carefully stared at the seeds in his hand, the natural pattern, the shimmer like jade. Just holding it in the palm of the hand, a warm breath like a spring breeze came to the face.
It's so pure, so beautiful, so full of life, it can't be associated with the ugly corpses in the spores.
"If you find a lot of bioenergy, start absorbing it right away. The biowarfare system urged again.
Ignoring the sound of the biochemical warfare system, Gao Jian slid down the spores, he did not forget his main purpose of coming here.
Tear off the translucent tubes and drag corpses out of the spores.
"Hopefully I'm not late. β
The broken tube hung down on the inner wall of the spores, the dark green slime flowed sideways, and there was no corpse smell in the room, but a strange fragrance.
The space inside the spores is far larger than Gao Jian imagined, and after the end of the world, I don't know how many lives this monster has plundered, including dogs, cats, and humans, but more of them are zombies.
Every time Gao Jian saw the translucent tube piercing deep into the zombie's mutated heart, he would feel a chill, if the little boy hadn't opened the door to save him, he would now be crushed in the corpse pile, becoming half-dead nourishment.
Thinking of this, he quickened the movement of his hand again. Ten minutes later, the living room was already full of corpses, and Gao Jian's tattered pants were also soaked with mucus and clinging to his body.
"Found it!"
In the center of the spores, an emaciated and weak figure appeared, its body curled up, its light yellow dress shattered into strands, the miserable green tentacles left bruises, and the wounds of all sizes were innumerable.
The surface of its skin is covered with a layer of mucous membranes, into which several thin tubes are inserted.
"Are you late?"
Tearing off the tube and tearing open the mucous membrane, the scene inside silenced Gao Jian.
The Brain Domain Mutant Zombie hugged the little boy tightly, protecting him with his arms and back, but his body was pierced by several translucent tubes.
"Obviously a zombie, why do you want to use your life to protect a human being?" In fact, Gao Jian already had the answer in his heart, but he didn't want to believe that there was still such a trace of warmth in the cold and ugly last days.
Breaking open the arm of the mutant zombie in the brain domain, the little boy was unconscious, he should have only been a little frightened, and his body was fine.
"Woo ......" arm was broken, and the brain domain mutant zombie let out a dry low roar, it stared blankly at Gao Jian, and in its beautiful and gentle eyes, its blood-red eyes rolled slightly.
It struggled to sit up, not caring about the cracked wound, not caring about the dripping blood. She leaned her head very gently, sniffing the tip of her nose on the little boy's face, and after a long hesitation, she retracted her canine teeth, opened her lips slightly, and probed the little boy's forehead.
Gently, a kiss.
The residual warmth at the corner of his mouth remained on the little boy's forehead, and then the brain domain mutant zombie made a move that surprised Gao Jian, it put the little boy in front of Gao Jian, and slowly turned around and crawled out of the door.
"Why are you leaving? Are you afraid that you won't be able to control the hunger that runs through your nerves, or are you afraid that your son will see you like this?"
Gao Jian stood in place and didn't move until the little boy next to him woke up faintly: "Uncle, I seem to have seen my mother just now." β
The corners of his trousers were gently tugged, and the little boy raised his pale, tear-stained face: "Uncle, you promised me to find my mother." β
Looking at the lip prints left by blood on the little boy's forehead, Gao Jian squatted down, the little boy's eyes were very similar to his mother's, beautiful, bright, and containing the same hope and stubbornness.
"Okay, I'll help you find your mother, but you have to listen to me. Dipped in blood, Gao Jian wrote wantonly on the moss. After that, regardless of whether the little boy could understand or not, he picked him up and walked out of the room.
Thick smoke billowed in the corridor, and the blood stains left by the mutated zombies in the brain domain could be vaguely seen extending to the top of the building, stopping for a moment, Gao Jian sighed, shook his head and walked downstairs.
He didn't notice that the moment he turned around, the little boy stared at the blood that stretched to the roof, and tears could not stop flowing.
......
Back on the commercial street, Gao Jian found a clean room on the second floor of a store, dispersed the zombies around, and let the little boy go in to rest, while he and Xiaohua stayed at the door.
Lying in the messy corridor, Gao Jian put the seed brought out from Yue Yuan in the palm of his hand, and the biochemical warfare system had been urging him more than a dozen times.
"If you find a lot of bioenergy, start absorbing it right away. β
After making sure that there was no danger around, Gao Jian swallowed the seed in one gulp. Unlike the last time he absorbed the blood-colored crystal nucleus, the seeds did not melt in his mouth, but emitted bursts of warmth to nourish Gao Jian's mutated internal organs, as if a lamp was lit in his body, improving his qi qi from the inside out.
The wound has healed at a visible rate, the joints have become more flexible, the muscles have been strengthened, and the strength of the arms has surpassed that of the average adult, comparable to that of a professional boxer.
"The host body has reached the limit of bio-energy accumulation, and has begun to unlock the second genetic ability of the Feast Corpse King's genome. β
The seed shattered, and the remaining energy turned into a green thread that poured into the dark red space of Gao Jian's brain, and was then absorbed by the box in the center of the space. After the energy poured in, the box began to shake, as if something inside was about to burst out.
When the place returned to calm, the picture of the brutal corpse king of the ruined city on the surface of the box lit up with a second point of light.
"After the biological energy is absorbed, unlock the second genetic ability of the Feast Corpse King's genome - Fanaticism. β
"After repeated research, it has finally been determined that there are complex connections between viruses, and information has been transmitted between infected individuals in an unknown way, forming the basis for microscopic manipulation of macroscopic manipulation. Through the simulation of this unknown method, a mutated pathogen can be easily controlled by the lower virus infector......"
The feeling of heat emanates from every cell, and the process of unlocking genetic abilities is not easy.
"The host body number is updated, and the scan is read. β
"Battle Sequence 00001:
Ethnicity: Inferior viral infected
Evolutionary process dΓΉ: stage one
Vitality: 5
Individual combat effectiveness: 2
Brain power: 0
Unlocked Genome: Feast Corpse King (F-class gene, evolvable, requires the same type of gene fragment)
Possessed Genetic Ability: Level Suppression (Within 10 minutes, affects low-level virus infections within 60 meters in diameter.) The ability activation time and radius increase as the host's health increases, and can only be used three times per natural day)
Frenzy (Designate yourself or any one of the inferior virus infected individuals who are suppressed by the rank, and make them enter a state of frenzy, increasing the number of each item of the body by 30% for a duration of 10 minutes.) The strength and duration of the body amplification increase with the host's health increase, and can only be used three times per natural day)
Comprehensive survivability: 10 (through guΓ² analysis of the host's various numbers jΓΉ, the probability of surviving in the event of an emergency, 1 for adult males)
Final Evaluation: Low Cannon Fodder"
The cold voice of the biochemical war system slowly dissipated, Gao Jian's eyes were wide open, and the scarlet eyes were like two bright rubies, forming a different temperament on his body, which was different from other zombies, making people feel inexplicable palpitations.
"The vitality has been increased to 5, and the individual combat power has been increased to 2, not only has a new genetic ability been unlocked, but the original genetic ability has also been strengthened. "The powerful feeling is intoxicating, and Gao Jian is very satisfied with the reward of devouring the seeds.
"I don't know if I can beat Xiaohua now. "Sideways, the scalp rubbing the roof of the small flower is peeking in through the crack in the door, saliva down the cracked mouth, in its simple brain, the little boy is a delicious delicacy, if it were not for Gao Jian's pressure, it would have broken into the door and feasted.
Seeing this scene, Gao Jian had a headache, the brain domain mutant zombie entrusted the little boy to himself, but how could the zombie who was destined to become the corpse king take a little boy with him to the end of the world. Not to mention the danger when fighting mutant creatures, the little flowers around him alone could kill the little boy at any time.
"He's more dangerous to follow me, but I can't worry about leaving him here alone. Damn, according to the development of those novels before the end of the world, shouldn't the little boy awaken some strange ability at this time, and from then on the protagonist hugs his thighs and lives a happy, healthy, arrogant and lascivious life?"
"Uncle, I'm feeling a little uncomfortable. The boy's voice came from inside the door.
"I'll go, it can't really be the ability to awaken, right?" Pushing Xiaohua aside, Gao Jian opened the door.
The little boy leaned weakly against the door frame, his rain-soaked clothes clinging to his body, his little face flushed, and he coughed violently.
"Uncle, my head is so hot, but my body is so cold. β
"This ...... It seems to be a symptom of fever. β
Changing into a set of clean clothes for the little boy, Gao Jian and Xiaohua rushed into the rain again without resting, Gao Jian knew very well in his heart that in the last days of the virus, if not treated in time, the fever would be fatal.
"There's a pharmacy next to the shopping street, little one, you have to hold on. β
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Ye Bing quietly stroked the blade of the fruit knife, standing in the corner of the wall, not knowing what he was thinking, while the other survivors were lying or sitting in other parts of the room. There was lightning and thunder outside, and the atmosphere inside the house was a little solemn.
"The torrential rain has been raining for a day and a night, and it is estimated that it will not stop for a while and a half. Xu Lao carried a shotgun and frowned: "Although this acid rain will slightly corrode the skin, it can also mask our smell, I suggest that we take advantage of the heavy rain to go farther away to find food." β
"You have to go yourself, I don't want to be a soup chicken. The thin man in the down jacket was the first to stand up and object: "Last time, Lao Tzu ran so far with you, I thought I had found something good, who knew that I would get a zombie back with TMD, you have a sick brain!"
"We really don't have much food, just enough to last ......"
"Less tm, the food is in your hands, who knows how much you have hidden. The thin man waved his hand and interrupted Xu Lao's words: "Old man, let's make it clear today, why do you want to distribute food, Lao Tzu is very hungry, every time a little is enough to eat a fart." β
"Yes, food should be managed by everyone, after all, everyone is looking for it together. β
"I've had some crushed biscuits in the past few days, and my belly is all together. β
The thin man, who was supported by others, was even more unscrupulous: "Old man, see it, this is public opinion." I mention that in the future, not only should we manage the food together, but also the weapons should be shared, so that we can get out in case of any emergency. As he spoke, his eyes fell on Xu Lao's shotgun several times.
Xu Lao, who has lived for most of his life, has never seen any scenes, and immediately understands the meaning of the thin man.
"Weapon sharing?" Xu Lao didn't say much, took off the shotgun, and put his backhand on the thin man: "Will you shoot?"
The muzzle of the black hole was like a fierce beast that was selected to devour, and fine beads of sweat instantly appeared on the thin man's forehead, and he had seen with his own eyes that Xu Lao had pierced the head of a zombie with this shotgun.
"No, it won't ......" his voice trembled, a little trembling.
"Oh, forget it. Xu Lao took back the shotgun and put it behind his back again: "I'll still take advantage of the rainstorm to go out, because we really don't have much food." β