"Mr. 'Enthusiastic Citizen', what do you think of the evolution of humanity itself?"

After saying this, the scarecrow waited in the elevator, and Song Lan didn't answer, so he didn't follow the elevator posture.

Song Lan hated this kind of self-talk all the way, and then suddenly threw out a tricky question coldly, because it reminded him of his college math teacher.

Their math teacher is an approachable person who really enjoys randomly picking a few lucky students in the cafeteria at noon to communicate.

Then, as he spoke, he coldly threw out a mathematical body and asked them to go back to the dormitory and ask for guidance.

The situation is the same now as it was then.

He didn't even know where the end of the universe was, so how could he know the direction of humanity's own evolution?

Song Lan hadn't thought about this problem at all.

But since the other party asked sincerely, he could only answer this question, "The evolution of human beings must not only rely on self-struggle, but also take into account the historical process." ”

After that, there was a long silence in the elevator, and the scarecrow frowned, as if he couldn't understand the deep meaning of Song Lan's words for a while.

Song Lan didn't blame the other party, because even he didn't know what he was talking about just now.

However, this sentence, which he didn't even know what it meant, seemed to inspire the scarecrow greatly, and after he silently recited "historical process" a few times, he suddenly showed a sudden expression.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a perspective."

As he spoke, he pressed the button to the 27th basement floor, and the numbers on the elevator jumped down rapidly, and the pungent smell of blood became stronger and stronger as he fell.

When the elevator descended to the 20th floor underground, Song Lan noticed something unusual through the gap in the elevator door, the outside of the elevator door seemed to be no longer a laboratory, but some kind of flesh and blood made up of flesh and blood, some flesh and blood tissue extended through the crack in the door, and also infiltrated blood into the elevator.

When the elevator door opened again, the sophisticated and advanced laboratory was long gone, and in front of them were long corridors completely shrouded in flesh and blood.

They felt as if they were in the stomach of some creature, and the secrets of CTEA-32 seemed to be hidden at the end of the corridor.

The smell of blood was so strong that it felt like it was being soaked in blood, and with the help of the faint light, the walls of flesh above the head could be seen squirming slightly.

The object that illuminates their way can hardly be called an electric light, it only has the outline of an electric light, and the flesh and blood are parasitic in it, and the light bulb has become an eye, which is emitting a dark red light, and its illumination ability is really limited.

"This is where we mass produce CTEA-32."

The scarecrow proudly introduced Song Lan to this place that was enough to make anyone go crazy, and he walked briskly in front and ushered Song Lan into the only room on the 27th basement floor.

More precisely, it was an empty hall surrounded by wriggling flesh buds that in this factory functioned as workers, rolling up needles and extending them to the huge stump of flesh in the center of the hall.

Drawn from the "piles" was a tube of pus and blood, and one of the working granulations handed the needle to the scarecrow.

"As you can see, this is the production line of CTEA-32, I have tried my best to modify the genetic data, but I still can't make the injectors have autonomy in the process of evolution, they will be quickly assimilated by the mother in the process of evolution, but they will be too far away from the mother to receive the command from the mother in the first place, so that they will fall into the most primitive killing of biological instincts."

The Scarecrow paused, then continued, "And my current focus is on trying to eliminate the side effects of CTEA-32, which, in my opinion, cannot be considered true evolution without retaining consciousness. ”

Song Lan didn't know what to say for a while.

Could it be that he still has to praise the other party for having a scientific spirit?

"I later managed to get in touch with Tesla Technologies, and learned that they had never sent a biospecimen research team, let alone made pheromones that could communicate with mutated organisms."

The scarecrow looked at him with a frenzied look in his eyes, and he asked, "I'm curious, how exactly do you communicate with those mutated creatures?" This will be very helpful in our research. ”

At this moment, Song Lan finally understood why the scarecrow had brought him here.

As the regional head of the Barossa Group, he has the same fanaticism as extreme researchers.

The fanaticism even caused him to forget the identity of his enemies, and thus directly tried to find out the secrets of communication with mutated creatures from his enemies.

"You want to know?"

"Of course, it's about whether or not humans can complete their evolution."

"The former leader of the Twelfth State, where is he now? Bring him here, I can tell you. ”

"It's a deal."

The scarecrow agreed to Song Lan's request without the slightest hesitation.

The former leader was the object of the Home Secretary's attention, but the organism did not play much of a role in their research.

The scarecrow looked at the fleshy wall to the left of the men.

Under Song Lan's shocked gaze, one of the flesh walls suddenly began to split, and it gradually revealed the outline of a humanoid shape, and after slowly receding the flesh buds shrouded in the human form, it revealed the former leader who had fallen into a coma inside.

The clothes on the previous leader's body had long been soaked with blood, and his skin was also stained with blood and substances that Song Lan couldn't name.

The gran sprouts slowly sent the previous leader in front of him, and he instinctively took a step back when it was clear that the person who needed to be rescued in this operation was right in front of him.

The substance and smell of the previous leader made him not want to touch the other party at all.

scorching sun,

The good news is that your father is alive,

The bad news is that there is so much dirt on it, and it may not be able to ask for it.

Just as Song Lan was engaged in a fierce struggle, the granulation had already loosened the previous leader, and the latter fell to the floor.

Song Lan had a chance to hold the other party, but at this moment, he retreated.

"Now it's your turn to keep your promise."

The scarecrow quietly waited for Song Lan's answer, and Song Lan took out a bottle from the inside pocket of her clothes and gently threw it at the other party.

The scarecrow grabbed the bottle, and the flesh-like bud extended from his palm, punctured the bottle, and reached for the solution inside.

"It's water."

He immediately came to a conclusion.

"That's right, a bottle of 5 watts in the supermarket, and you can get a bottle free when you buy a dozen."

"Don't fool me."

The scarecrow's face turned cold, and the ferocity was on display.

"I'll tell you the truth." Song Lan shrugged her shoulders, "If you don't believe me, I can show you." ”

Before the words could be spoken, the security personnel who had followed them all the way to the underground laboratory suddenly raised their guns as if they were enchanted, and although they looked extremely resistant and tried their best to resist, the muzzle of the gun they were carrying was still slowly aimed at the scarecrow.

"Have you heard of it? Water is the source of life, and no creature in this world can resist the temptation of water. ”

"Bang bang bang-"

The ensuing gunfire drowned out his voice.