Chapter 179: Son
"No!" The dry ruler's eyes covered with white membrane flickered, and there was actually a little fear in them: "You must listen to this story!" Otherwise, I wouldn't have told you! β
I nodded reluctantly.
The dry ruler took out the plastic bottle filled with blood, took a sip, and then slowly opened his mouth.
She told an incomparably grotesque, bloody, chilling story.
The story takes place in the distant future, perhaps millions of years later, when human beings broke the genetic blockade and genetic barriers, and became immortal and eternal youth by customizing genes.
However, the trade-off is that it is difficult to give birth to a new life.
The fertility rate of human beings has become extremely low, and not having children is the norm, and having children has become an anomaly.
The absence of new life means that human society is stagnant, and there is no new strength and blood, which makes the entire human world ancient and decaying.
Scientists have developed a new breed of humans with a shorter lifespan but capable of reproduction.
The new humans have all the advantages of the old humans and also break the genetic blockade and genetic barriers.
Human society rejoiced and thought that it had finally found the right direction of evolution.
However, when these humans grew up, the Great Terror occurred.
Since there is no genetic barrier as a barrier, they give birth to a variety of children.
Seven eyes, eight legs, and wings on the back, if these are just deformities that can be corrected by surgery, then when these strange new humans reproduce again, things will be completely out of control.
New life begins to emerge from the rhizomes of plants, the scales of fish, and the heads of animals.
Humans, become less human.
Normal-looking humans began hunting down the new humans, demanding that they be destroyed in order to keep the human gene pool pure.
However, the parents of the new humans do not see anything wrong with their children, their aesthetics have become pathological and deformed, and they even feel that their children's eccentricity is due to their higher evolution.
They formed a team and fought the hunters.
In this process, hatred, antagonism, and gunpowder are pervasive.
Humanity has created a great, unknown enemy for itself.
The protagonist of this story is a new human in this context.
His name is Yu.
At least his head didn't grow on his back, his hands were just on his arms, and he had a pair of wings like bats, sticking to his arms and lower limbs.
As he flew, the wind whistled and ruffled the hair on his chest, and his bare head had two slender antlers.
He foraged for food in the city.
The sun was about to go down, and he had to find something to eat quickly, or everything would be extremely dangerous by night.
He has to hide from the old humans, and he has to watch out for the new ones.
That's right, the new humans lack supplies and fight each other just to survive.
Luckily, he found a piece of meat before the sun went down.
The rotting flesh was crawling with maggots, whose bodies were almost transparent, and their bodies were covered with eyes, densely packed like sesame seeds.
The eyes of the maggots swirled up and down, left and right, they bit at the carrion, and looked at You curiously.
They may think, 'Huh? It's strange that this man only has two eyes. β
You didn't have time to understand the maggot's thoughts, he was so excited that with this piece of meat, his wife Yun would be able to eat enough.
You took a breath and smacked his hungry stomach, and he hadn't eaten in two days.
He was carrying the meat and was about to walk back, when he suddenly felt bad.
"Whewββββ!" A bullet struck him wrapped in a hurricane.
A shout rushed to the sky: "Come on! There's a cockroach here! β
That's right, the old humans call the new humans: cockroaches.
You sharpened his canine teeth angrily, he wanted to explain that he was not a cockroach, he was also a human, he just looked a little special.
But all his words were swallowed back into his stomach by bullet after bullet.
From the time the old humans began to hunt the new humans, there was no turning back.
With his huge wings and nimble body, Yu constantly dodges bullets.
There were a few teenagers, men and women, dressed in clean clothes and carrying full gear, probably for the first time to hunt new humans, or perhaps with their families behind their backs.
When they saw You dodging the bullets, they immediately shouted angrily.
"Damn cockroaches! You can't beat it to death, it's so hateful! β
"This is supposed to be an adult cockroach with horns on its head, it's disgusting!"
"You can't say that, they were also human beings......"
"Lo! You are crazy! Do you call cockroaches humans? They are pests, evil devils, the product of genetic mutations, and they should be exterminated! β
"But ......"
"Lo! Have you forgotten that the barbecue we ate together yesterday was a newborn cockroach, and you had several bowls of rice, why are you moved by compassion now? β
"Hehe, I don't think it's the so-called compassion at all, Luo, this coward, is just scared!"
The girl's childish little face flushed, and she raised the gun in her hand and fired wildly in You's direction.
You, who was originally flexible, was slow this time, and was injured in his right leg by Luo's bullet.
The dark green slime flowed down You's calves, stinking and dry, like dirty nuclear wastewater.
Luo clenched her fists excitedly, and her two beautiful eyes sparkled: "Look, this cockroach was hit by me!" I'm not a coward! β
Luo raised the gun again as she spoke, and the red point of light aimed at Yu's head.
You seemed to be stupid, and sat slumped in place and did not move.
Luo's companion stopped her: "If you catch it alive, the reward will be higher." β
Luo raised her head and said proudly: "I hit this first, you are not allowed to rob me!" β
As she spoke, Luo walked over to You, and her companions followed her, their expressions varied, some happy, some disdainful, some unfeeling.
However, all of their expressions were facing Luo, and none of them gave their eyes to You who was stunned on the ground.
In their eyes, it is especially the meat on the cutting board, the dish on the plate, and the insignificant cockroach.
Think about it, what is your attitude towards cockroaches?
Disdainful, indifferent, and disgusted, in the end, after slapping the cockroach to death, it became enjoyable.
Killing cockroaches is addictive.
Just as Lo triumphantly approached Yu and pointed a gun at his head, a mutation occurred.
A pair of wings behind You stirred up and leaped up, sharp nails popping out of the fingers of his hands and thrust into Luo's neck.