Dean swept the flashlight, revealing a room about the size of a standard hotel room, as well as a variety of bizarre instruments and props:

On the left wall is a dark monitor and video device, on the right wall is a wall clock and a diagram of human anatomy, and on the bottom stands a pale specimen of human bones.

In the central area are stacked tables and cabinets, which are cluttered with open books, measuring cups, alcohol lamps, snake neck bottles, stills, bottles and jars filled with unknown liquids, and a pair of white wall-mounted electrical boxes on the opposite wall.

"This is the control room, there should be a generator nearby!" Maeve grinned in surprise on the corner of her mouth, glanced at Dean instructively, and saw that the other party nodded before walking to the panel box, picking out a row of dense black buttons and pushing it up.

Buzzing.

The bright yellow light gradually brightened, and the dark screen began to flicker to signal snowflakes, and the cold and darkness of the room were swept away.

The women breathed a sigh of relief, and their hanging hearts unconsciously let go, and they all cast curious eyes on the various facilities in the room.

"Everybody looking for clues." Dean made sure that he didn't see any danger in God's view, so he walked to the left monitor and began searching.

Luna curiously examines the bone specimen on the right, Julie pulls open the drawers of the central table, and Hallie lifts the jar of cloudy unknown liquid on the table, puts it under the light, and then widens her eyes, there is actually a blackened baby specimen inside.

"Shet, what a pervert!"

"Look here." Dean's voice brought everyone's attention back to it, and he put a cassette of videotapes into the device, and a pair of secondary displays on the left wall flashed twice, revealing the same image-

A man in a white lab coat with a pipe in his mouth was standing in the room, his gray hair, his face full of orange peel wrinkles, his sunken dark eyes that shone a palpitating cold light, and a broom-like beard that was unusually thick under his hooked nose.

He took off his pipe, faced the five people off the screen, and spoke in a dry, calm voice:

Wise and fortunate people, welcome to my 001 hut, and I will be generous enough to answer some of your questions before you come to an end.

The tone of the old man on the screen began to become emotional, as if a retired general was reminiscing about the glorious achievements of the past:

"I have been deeply involved in the field of evolutionary mutation of organisms for more than 30 years, but unfortunately I have not made a breakthrough in the lack of suitable experimental subjects, and I can only be regarded as a nobody on the road of pursuing truth.

But at the age of sixty, I took a major turn for the better, when the American army, after suffering a crushing defeat in Yuenan, approached me and hired me to create a biological weapon to fight in place of soldiers, who needed to be faster and stronger, perverted and resilient, and not afraid of death.

to deal with an even more terrifying threat from Sulian.

They mentioned that it was part of the Stargate Jedi Project.

This was also the opportunity I dreamed of, and I accepted this special mission without hesitation, and came to a secret base under the West Lafayette Chemical Plant in Indiana, based on the elite soldiers of the United States, by radioactive treatment of genetic genes, and hybridity of animal genes, to create..."

"I see." Dean nodded heavily as he watched the progress of events slowly rising from twenty percent to the point, and according to the clues he had investigated in the past, the study of evolution and mutation was also a major department in the Stargate Jedi Project.

"Hell yes! So the monster we just encountered was a soldier? Luna muttered incredulously,

Black girl Harley recalled the history of her race, clenched her fists and sighed, "It's not surprising, the American government can do anything to exterminate humanity." ”

Maeve and Julie unconsciously approach Dean again, seeking psychological solace.

At this moment, the old man who was talking on the screen disappeared, and the picture changed to another shirtless soldier locked to the operating table.

A syringe pierced his arm and pushed some kind of liquid, and the screen automatically fast-forwarded to two minutes later, large black blood vessels and green tendons appeared on the soldier's face, dense bloodshot like sandworms appeared in his eyes, and his otherwise calm face became distorted.

He was in great pain, lying on the operating table and struggling desperately, as if there was an iron pot under him that was heating him, but he was chained to his limbs and could not break free at all.

His reaction became more and more intense, shaking and convulsing like a seizure, his eyes quickly rolling up and down, and his mouth foaming blood with an intermittent wail...

But all anomalous reactions abruptly disappeared.

He was motionless and lost his life.

The narration on the screen sounded again:

"As you can see, it is much more difficult to create a certain kind of life than to destroy it, and this secret mission is more difficult than you can imagine."

"But God has not completely abandoned me, I have reviewed the previous decades of painstaking research, three years, countless days and nights, and finally achieved phased results——"

The screen flashed, and another man in camouflage military pants with his upper body exposed stood in front of the operating table.

He was covered in ugly bumps, blue skin, fangs, flippers, and claws, exactly like the monsters Dean had killed before.

His chest rose and fell rapidly, staring at the few people off the screen with a pair of bloodshot pupils, and the muddy saliva between his teeth flowed to his chin, as if he wanted to pounce on the screen and eat their flesh.

The girls were frightened and pressed closer to Dean, Julie wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her little face in his back, and Luna hugged her arms and chests pressed against them.

Dean glared at them with a straight face, and they reluctantly backed away.

And the old man on the screen stood up again, standing next to the stupid mutant soldier, pointing to his body and introducing:

"This is the first generation of work I've created with a 90 percent failure rate, Toad Man.

Their strength and speed are faster than normal humans, they are very responsive, and they also have special abilities that come with them.

It's a pity that some of the steps are not handled perfectly, the parts that belong to the beasts have crushed their human parts, and the originally intelligent minds have degenerated, and they are overly hungry for killing and flesh, so they need a lot of feeding and training. ”

Dean glanced at the system, and his progress jumped to thirty percent.

Knowing such a major secret, but only such a small increase, there is something wrong with it.

"The first generation of works, is it possible that there is a second generation?"

……

"So, prey, mothers... Are you ready to take part in the show? The old man on the screen has a pipe in his mouth, his broom-like beard fluttering, and he grins maniacally, "The big surprise is coming soon!" ”

Click.

The screen flickered and went completely dark.

Bang bang bang!

The dense sound of drums came from both directions of the room.

Dean's divine perspective instantly swept to several rapidly approaching figures, "All of them, hide under the central cabinet, immediately, immediately!" ”

Maeve and Hallie got inside without saying a word, hugged each other tightly and closed their eyes and trembled, Julie and Luna gritted their teeth and asked, "Can we help?" ”

"Don't worry, I can handle it." Dean nodded at them, "Get out of here!" ”

After the warning, Dean strode to the door of the room, facing the dark corridor, summoned the ghost armor to protect his body, spread his right hand, and after two seconds, took out a full MP5 submachine gun from the fantasy space.

At the same time, God's Vision radar generally swept through the darkness behind the water pipes above the hallway.

Brush Brush —

A black shadow running on all fours broke into the reconnaissance field of view of 50 meters.

Dean's eyes froze, his left hand shook, and the board slid down the sleeve tube and fell into the palm of his hand, and as he threw it hard, it swung through the air like a meteor.

Whoosh –

With a slight sound of breaking the air, the beggar with the blessing of telekinesis flew through the darkness at a speed of more than eighty meters per second towards a toad man on the ceiling.

But its reaction was so sharp, it could even dodge the bullets of a firearm, not to mention a wooden hidden weapon, sensing the strong wind blowing in its face, driven by its animal instinct, it swooped lightly to the side, landed on another pipe, and perfectly brushed itself against the board, and continued to pounce on Dean with a sinister smile.

But his smile suddenly froze, and the boomerang board that flew behind it suddenly made a small turn, stabbed it into the junction of the exposed back of its head and neck, and pulled it horizontally, cutting off nerves and blood vessels!

Black blood splattered, and the walls of the metal pipes were corroded by venom and rose into white smoke.

And the monster that the human soldier transformed was no different from the human being, and in an instant, his limbs fell from the pipe to the ground with a weak leg, and he rolled with inertia.

Dada——

Bullet casings are thrown away.

Twenty meters away, Dean who was blocking the entrance of the room pulled the trigger at this time, and with the blessing of perception and lv3's archery, he easily exploded the toad man's head.

"You killed the Toad Man... Mastery +5, Shooting Lv3 (353→358/400). ”

……

A kill takes only two seconds.

In the third second, four more toads broke into Dean's field of vision, and they split into two ways.

Two ends ran on the pipe, and both heads lunged towards Dean from the ground deep in the hallway.

The beast-like body carried a terrifying wind, the mouth with sharp teeth spewed foul odor, and the four pairs of protruding eyes were like ghostly fires flickering in the darkness, unleashing a hellish cold killing force.

Dean just stretched out his left hand and slapped it like a fly.

The air rippled.

In an instant, the telekinesis turned into a translucent hand, swept horizontally over the two toads running wildly above the pipe, and with all his strength, he burst out with four tons of force and instantly slapped them sideways against the wall.

The big hand wrapped around the two uncontrollable bodies, and smashed them straight on the top of the two running toad people on the ground with inertia and ten thousand great forces.

Poof!

The dust clouds filled the air, and the ground shook suddenly.

The four-headed toad man rolled off like a bowling ball colliding violently, lying in the hallway with bones falling apart, unable to get up for a moment.

Dean picked up the MP5 with both hands and aimed ten meters ahead.

Telekinesis lifts a vertiginous toad man into the air and becomes a fixed target.

Dean pulls the trigger.

Dada! Blood splattered.

You killed the Toad Man, gain +3 proficiency...

Dada!

Mastery +4...

With telekinesis and firearms, Dean exploded three ugly heads in just five seconds.

The fourth toad man awoke from his vertigo as soon as he was lifted, staring at his reddened vertical pupils, baring his sharp beak full of sharp teeth, and his throat pumping outward.

Goo Goo –

It spewed a black line towards Dean.

This black line passed through the air quickly and silently like a blow arrow, hitting Dean's left shoulder, but the defensive power of Dean's ghost armor that he had put on in advance was no longer what it used to be, and he easily and completely bounced off this ghost blow!

Dada!

Dean pulls the trigger.

The toad man made a large hole in his forehead, and the splatters of black blood and brains drew a blood line in the air behind it.

Mastery +4, Combat lv3 (358→374/400)...

……

In less than half a minute after the battle began, the five toads attacking from the front were all turned into cold corpses, and the dark corridor returned to emptiness and silence, except for the slight sizzle of black blood corroding the floor.

But Dean still had a tense face, and his hands quickly and unhurriedly hung up the handle for the MP5, removed the magazine, replaced it with a new full magazine, and tapped it to reset.

At the same time, he turned to face the innermost wall of the room, and the perspective of God pierced through the wall.

Puff puff......

With the slight sound of spiders crawling through the webs, a hole suddenly cracked at the bottom of the wall, and an ugly head with a blue complexion and fangs crawled out of the hole, its bloodthirsty vertical pupils flashing with excitement, and its tongue was forked and licking its lips, and it couldn't wait to launch a sneak attack from behind, tearing them in half and devouring the flesh as much as it had done countless times before, while the prey were unaware.

But this time it miscalculated.

As soon as it crawled out of the hole, it felt like a huge force of doomsday had locked its body.

It involuntarily tensed its limbs and rose into the air, like a crucified saint, pinned to the wall, and at the end of its vision was the sneer on the corner of the man's mouth and the muzzle of the black hole.

Dada!

Mastery +3!

At this moment, Dean stabbed the hornet's nest.

Several holes cracked in the walls and floor of the control room, and several toad people scrambled to emerge from the holes, like zombies crawling out of a grave, fearing that they would not be able to eat the last bite of meat if they came out too late.

Dean just calmly raised his gun and aimed it at a hideous sneak attacker who had just emerged from the dark cavern.

Mental fixation!

Turn the muzzle!

Shoot!

Cycle.

One after another, the toad people who pounced on Dean were knocked away by telekinesis and pierced by bullets.

Dada! Dada!

The sound of bullets bursting, bullet casings, and heavy objects falling to the ground echoed through the room, and the floor shook slightly.

The women hiding under the table covered their stinging ears, and the ground in front of them was covered with corrosive masses of flesh, broken bones, and brains.

But not a drop of Dean's blood was borne.

In this narrow space, under the insight of fifty meters from God's perspective, Dean who stood still became an omniscient Grim Reaper, and he could see every move of the toad man clearly, and this sneak attack was ridiculous as if he had taken the initiative to send his head to the guillotine.

Dean listened to the melodious sound of a bullet piercing his flesh and mercilessly pulled the trigger to reap his life.

As the slaughter progressed, one toad man was shot in the head and fell to the ground, when no one in the room was standing.

A swollen and cracking sensation welled up in his body, and a bright red prompt jumped out of front of his eyes—

Shooting Lv3 (400/400), is it upgraded?

Upgrade!

Shooting Lv4 (0/500): Birth of a new trait - Precision: Within the range of fire, the probability of hitting the target is greatly increased, and the bullets you shoot will pass through the "barriers" and track the target you perceive to lock.

Perceptual: 15.2→16.2

Sensitivity: 15.5→16

The warm power spread, and the tingling sensation of ants surging under the skin swelled up, and the fascia and nerves were instantly stretched and toughened.

Between the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, colors, sounds, smells... It became more colorful and colorful, and even the toad man's ugly face full of pimples and bloody flesh was beautiful and vivid like an oil painting.

The world in front of him seemed to be inhabited by a creature whose big hand pressed to a standstill, and Dean could observe every detail as he pleased.

And the intuition in the dark has become more powerful, a strong sixth sense arises spontaneously, there is no end, these toad people are just appetizers, dangerously behind!

All changes occur only between one breath.

Dean, who was standing between the wrecked corpses, shuddered and closed his eyes.

As he increased his shooting level, a large number of exquisite shooting skills poured into his mind as a gurgling stream, quickly arming every finger, toe, and cell, into instinct.

It was as if in a short period of time, he had undergone ten years of round-the-clock shooting training, different thermal weapons, bullets with different functions, combat occasions, and a slide of pictures passed through his mind... into his actual combat experience,

After years of shooting, the firearm has become an extension of his limbs, the quantitative change has produced a qualitative change, and the ordinary skill has been sublimated into superpower!

Precision!

Sure!

Suddenly, an irrepressible urge surged across his right wrist as he pulled out the M1900 from his waist and closed his eyes and aimed his gun at the empty wall in front of him.

Homing Bullet Mode!

Pull!

Bang!

The disemboweled, .45ACP bullet eerily drew a beautiful semicircle in mid-air, turned a corner, and flew into the hallway behind Dean.

Poof.

Black blood splatters.

A long-hidden toad man falls from above a pipe.

It struggled to get up, its gaze swept over the corpses of its kind on the ground, and then swept towards the man standing in the pile of corpses in the room, and there was a hint of human fear in his bloodthirsty eyes.

Frightened, it dragged a lame leg pierced by a bullet and slowly took a few steps back, and seeing that Dean was not pursuing, it immediately fled into the depths of the corridor.

Behind him, a twisted path like a red chain was left in the air, showing the direction of escape.

"Run, run, take me to your Creator."

Dean looked at the thirty-five percent progress and checked his status.

The physical exertion is not great.

Shooting skills are sublimated into superpowers, and bullets have arc-shaped ballistics that can be bent, and the killing efficiency has skyrocketed.

The progress of improving combat ability is also more than half, and it may be able to be upgraded in the next battle.

The shadow can last for an hour, and his mental power is slowly recovering.

There are also two anti-explosive grenades in the space, more than ten grenades.

The Field-Controlling Ultimate, the Abyss, has not yet been used.

To sum up, Dean retains most of his strength, enough to deal with stronger enemies.

So he put away the hot submachine gun and pistol, and called out the four women who had been hiding under the table for a long time.

"Oh God, have we fallen into hell, so many monsters?" Hallie's scalp tingled as she looked at the dozen or so corpses of toad men who had been shot in the head, and then at the young man in a denim suit that was not stained with blood, and her mouth was about to cramp in horror, "You killed it alone?" ”

Dean nodded, not bothering to explain too much, and walked into the dark hallway along the blood-colored chains.

Julie and Luna were stunned by the corpse on the ground and couldn't say a word, but instinctively stepped over the black blood and gathered around him.

But Maeve and Hallie looked at each other, hesitating to move.

If Dean's previous killing of a monster alone could be called heroic, then killing a group of monsters unscathed was simply not something that human forces could do, and their eyes unconsciously showed a faint fear.

Luna looked back at the two hesitant sisters, "What a daze, follow up!" ”

"Huh? Here it comes! ”

(End of chapter)