Chapter 268 A Rush Is About to Break Out in the Province
Chapter 268 Well... there's going to be a fight in the province
night.
The wind at night is very cool, and the smell of fireworks in the air has not dissipated. It is the lingering aroma of food from dinner in every household.
Originally, he was out cleaning up zombies.
But when Sister Li called him, Mengmeng felt a little feverish and kept crying. No one could coax her, so you should come back and take a look.
At this time, Mengmeng had taken medicine, had cooled down, and was sleeping soundly.
He happened to be thinking about whether to add some content to the "Zombie Atlas".
The destruction of the island yesterday was relatively important.
It's just that he is hesitant now whether to record it, and feels a little headache about it.
"Should I write it in the album? If I write it in the album, I will wipe out the island with one punch. Will it make people who see it think that I am a braggart and reduce my credibility?"
"If I really believe it, will it make people think that I am a violent person?"
"This still needs some attention."
I haven't been able to write for a long time.
Sigh.
Close the album.
Forget it, there is really no need to write some of the content, it will only increase panic.
He doesn't want to express how great he is. The description of himself in the album is enough now, and there is no need to add more messy content.
If the survivors outside thought that he was too murderous, it would really be a waste.
The survivors alive now are very timid, and they are all like frightened birds. The slightest movement can make their hair stand on end.
So it must be treated gently.
The shocking punch was forever hidden in Lin Fan's heart and was not released to the public along with the "Zombie Atlas".
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Mutants are organizations.
A piece of deformed flesh and blood is stored in a transparent container. The flesh and blood is wrapped in an unknown liquid. A scanner is always scanning the piece of flesh and blood in the container.
This is the flesh and blood of the creator, representing the top zombie flesh and blood among today's zombies.
There are other containers around, and inside are placed the perfect mutants who previously killed the creator. There are four of them in total. Even if they have made contributions to the organization, they cannot be buried in peace and must be used for research.
Several researchers stayed there bored.
One of the researchers took the donuts and tasted them with great enjoyment. He weighed almost three hundred pounds, but he still did not give up his pursuit of delicious food.
"How's the research going?"
"What can we do? That's all. The energy contained in the creator is very high, beyond imagination. Let's just say that the energy contained in these failed experiments is not as high as this lump of meat."
"These are just weak creators. Compared with truly strong creators, there is a big gap."
This group of researchers has never taken mutants seriously. It can even be said that they have never regarded them as individuals. They have always regarded them as research objects.
Now they are recovered for their continued research.
"These four guys have improved a lot compared to when they left the factory, and their genetic sequences are more complex. It seems that they have integrated some zombie genes during their time outside."
"Can you analyze the genes of zombies?"
"It cannot be analyzed. It has been mixed and fused. This is an unexpected gain. After absorbing different zombie genes, there is no conflict, but instead tolerance. The advantage of using humans as the carrier of research is that there are often unexpected gains.
, this may be tolerance and adaptability.”
"Hey, it's a bit interesting. It's more interesting than the donuts I ate. I really want to see how Cui Xiaofei is doing."
"His situation is even more special. We've seen all the battle scenes. His body has evolved greatly. With two pairs of red wings, his body can expand to twice its previous size. His speed, strength, etc. have been horribly improved. Who knows?
What did he go through out there?"
"It's such a pity that it wasn't him who died. If we could study his situation, the harvest would definitely be greater."
"When we injected him with the potion, who would have thought that he would be the one with the most perfect evolution. It's not that the potion we gave him is powerful, but that people's physiques are different, and the final chain effects are also different."
"Well, that makes sense. This research direction is getting more and more interesting, but what kind of results does the commander want?"
"These are not our business, we just have to do our own thing."
These people who are doing research already have access to the highest research secrets, but they still don't know the results that the commander needs. They only need to report the results of the research.
They don't need to worry about anything else.
"By the way, was there an earthquake yesterday? I was lying down fine, but suddenly there was constant shaking, which scared me so much that I thought an earthquake was coming."
"It's not an earthquake, but I don't know what it is."
Little did they know that the former Radial Island had said goodbye to this world, completely disappeared from the map, and would never exist again.
If people from the Radial Islands lived here and looked in the direction of their hometown in the distance, they would definitely sigh to themselves.
'Chuan Sang, the cherry blossoms in my hometown are in bloom.'
Just when they were discussing.
The electronic door opens.
A woman walked in with an expressionless face. When the researchers around her saw her, their expressions changed slightly. Even the researcher who was eating donuts was so surprised that he quickly put the donuts away and stared at the screen intently.
Act like I'm working hard and definitely not sneaking donuts.
This woman is the commander's subordinate, and basically everything has to go through her hands.
He is the second-in-command in the entire organization.
"What was the result?" the woman asked.
"Sir, we are currently researching. There is a lot of information about the creator's flesh and blood. If we want to completely decipher it, we still need a few things. We are already speeding up the process. I think it won't take long for the results to be available."
"Well, what the commander wants is results, what I want is speed, and I want to immediately start cracking the secret of the creator's flesh and blood."
"yes."
Even though they are researchers, they seem to be precious talents in the apocalypse.
You really have to do something to make the other party unhappy.
That basically has no future.
Everything they do is under surveillance, and some small actions such as eating snacks and chatting will not cause trouble, but if you still slack off unscrupulously in front of the other party, you are asking for death.
After the woman left.
The researchers breathed a sudden sigh of relief and began to devote themselves to their work.
Why does the organization want the perfect mutant to hunt down the creator? Not only does it want the creator's body, but it also thinks that in this battle, there will definitely be mutants sacrificed.
In this way, the corpses of mutants can be used for research.
Living perfect mutants are still difficult to deal with.
…
Qin Group.
"Boss, the mutant organization has hunted down a creator. Although the most important parts have been taken away by them, the creator is very large and there is still a lot left. We have obtained part of the flesh and blood for research."
The most important part is of course where the crystal is located.
Professor Jin's report did not give Qinling any happy thoughts.
He felt that the person in his hands was really useless.
The mutant organization can now hunt down the Creator.
And they are still picking up what others have left.
"You disappoint me so much." Qin Ling's tone has changed greatly. Although he has become a zombie, although he retains his intelligence, his form has nothing to do with humans.
"Yes Yes Yes."
Professor Jin immediately nodded and admitted his mistake. He understood the essence of beating workers. The boss knew how to get angry and don't say anything. Just admit his mistake and let him vent, and everything would be fine.
Just as he thought.
As expected, the boss was no longer angry.
Professor Jin looked at his boss's current form. Even he didn't know which direction the boss was heading.
If I have to describe it, the boss's current form is more like progressing towards a kind of mother nest, and at this stage, he is building a suitable nest.
More than half of the entire base is covered by the boss's flesh and blood network, which is intricate and active.
He can regard the flesh and blood mesh covering other areas as Area 1, Area 2, etc., and what is in front of him is the real mother body, which is the main control room.
The boss still maintains the domineering style of a king, using flesh and blood to build a flesh and blood throne, but unfortunately... it cannot be moved at will.
Qin Ling said: "How is the genetic research going? When can my evolution begin?"
"Boss, I am working hard on research. There are so many types of zombie genes. I will definitely select the gene that is most suitable for you."
Professor Jin feels very stressed.
Their current situation is very passive. Since the boss turned into a zombie, everyone in the organization has basically died. There are some remaining sub-organizations, but they are basically ordinary people and are of little use.
In terms of the current apocalyptic situation.
It is difficult for an awakened person to survive, let alone an ordinary person.
Qin Ling stared at Professor Jin.
Feeling the anger in his boss's eyes, Professor Jin felt an indescribable pain in his balls.
"Boss, just believe me. With the creator's flesh and blood in hand, I can slowly clone it, and at the same time modify its genes to make them more perfect. You believe in my ability, otherwise you
You won’t hire me here with a high salary, right?”
Professor Jin said hurriedly that the boss must have full trust in him, otherwise the boss's current temper will easily destroy him as a useless waste.
It definitely didn't happen before.
But the current boss is a zombie, who can tell clearly.
"Has there been any news about that guy lately?"
Qin Ling is quite concerned about Lin Fan. He is not afraid of any human beings, but he is most afraid of Lin Fan from Huangshi Sunshine Sanctuary. That kind of power is enough to destroy any zombie, so that no creator dares to reveal his location at will.
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Professor Jin said: "Yes, that guy has been cleaning up zombies, and the scope is getting wider and wider. The zombies in many cities have been cleaned up. At this speed, the zombies in all cities can definitely be cleared out in half a year."
Clean it up."
He didn't know that Lin Fan had already sped up. He was cleaning up at all hours of the day, and his speed had increased many times compared to before. It no longer took half a year.
As he spoke these words.
The entire base was shaking slightly, it was Qinling's wrath.
Determined to destroy the opponent.
But there was always nothing I could do.
This feeling is very hopeless.
"Can he really do it?" Qin Ling said.
Professor Jin said: "If it were before, I would never believe that someone could do this, but now I find that that guy is a paranoid lunatic who has been cleaning up all the time, as if he is tireless and tired, without even thinking about it.
Coexisting with zombies, his thinking is beyond my understanding."
Qin Ling was very angry. Lin Fan was a roadblock on his road. Although he had no face-to-face contact, many things were solved because of him.
"Oh, by the way, boss, there is one more thing. As far as I know, one of the zombie creators has cooperated with Lin Fan. He has been looking for the creator and told Lin Fan the creator's location. It's like a zombie.
scum."
"who?"
"That zombie from Heshi."
Professor Jin also learned about it by accident.
Today's creators are too difficult to find. It's not that creators don't like wandering around, but that there are bad people in the organization and they will tell the bad people about their whereabouts.
Therefore, avoidance is a last resort.
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early morning.
The rising sun is so full of hope.
A modified bus was parked on the road. From the outside, there was no figure in the bus. It was not until the sun shone down that there was a figure in the bus.
They all slept on their stomachs, but now they woke up and sat up straight.
"It's great, it's another day to be alive."
A survivor looked at the tranquility outside and sighed.
Snapped!
A middle-aged man with swarthy skin patted the young survivor's head and said with a smile: "What does it mean to live another day? We must live forever."
"Uncle Hammer, I just want to sigh a little bit." The young survivor smiled.
Uncle Hammer clapped his hands lightly, "Everyone, wake up and get ready to drive. We are one step closer to reaching the Yellow City Sunshine Shelter. As long as we persist, we will definitely get there. Don't be so easily filled with despair about the road ahead."
He inspired everyone.
There were a total of twelve people in the car, all survivors who had survived the apocalypse.
There are men and women.
There are no old people, and the survival probability of the old people in the apocalypse is not even 0.01.
"Uncle Hammer, how far are we from there now?"
"Yes, I really want to get there quickly."
"A true refuge in the last days."
they asked curiously.
Uncle Hammer, who returned to the driver's seat, took out a paper map and said, "Come on, come on, we'll be there soon."
He did not say the specific distance.
Instead, I keep saying it’s soon, just to let them understand that the destination is ahead, and every moment is a time of hope, so don’t give up easily.
This journey has been too hard.
There are dangers to be encountered.
But they didn't encounter any big danger, which was their luck.
He has always been driving during the day and turning off the engine to rest at night. He cannot see clearly the road ahead at night, and turning on the lights makes him an easy target. There is no need to take risks in order to rush on the road.
Start the car and drive forward.
The survivors in the car looked at the desolate environment, feeling very depressed, as if the smiles had completely disappeared from their faces.
They have seen too many terrible scenes.
Those scenes deeply shocked their hearts.
Sometimes I close my eyes and those scenes appear in my mind like a slideshow.
Don’t think about it, don’t want to think about it, but it always appears.
Uncle Hammer, who was driving, took a look at the fuel gauge. There was not much fuel in the tank. He hoped that the gas station in front would have gas. After all, many gas stations are empty now.
Soon, a gas station appeared ahead.
"We'll have to refuel later, please pay attention to the situation."
I heard you need to cheer up.
Everyone looked nervous.
You have to get out of the car to refuel. If you get off the car, you may encounter zombies. If you encounter zombies, you may have a conflict. This is really a terrible challenge for ordinary people.
Slowly get closer and the speed gradually decreases.
Uncle Hammer, who was driving, got up, picked up a soft piece of iron and tied it to his arm. He also held a modified baseball bat with an iron nail on the top, getting ready to get out of the car.
Everyone cooperates with each other tacitly.
Someone opened the access door on the roof of the car, climbed up, and looked at the surrounding situation.
"Safety."
Uncle Hammer opened the car door, got out of the car with two strong men, stood there for two or three seconds, and walked quietly towards the refueling station.
"Move softly and quickly."
Uncle Hammer reminded.
The two strong men quickly started to work hard. They had done this kind of work many times. Although they were very skilled, they still had to be careful.
At this time, Uncle Hammer found a figure moving in a store not far away. It was definitely impossible for a living person to be alive, it must be a zombie.
Even though there seemed to be only one zombie, he was still too frightened to have any thoughts.
"Move gently, there are zombies in the store, don't be alarmed." Uncle Hammer said.
The two strong men nodded and became more cautious.
At this moment.
A bird flew from nowhere and landed on the telephone pole, twisting its little head and pecking at the feathers under its armpits from time to time.
Chi Chi…
Birds are chirping.
Uncle Hammer's expression suddenly changed when he heard the bird's chirping.
Sure enough, when the zombie in the store heard such a crisp sound, he was naturally alarmed and ran out quickly.
Seeing this situation, Uncle Hammer hurriedly asked people to get in the car.
The zombies running outside naturally saw the humans stealing oil, and instantly became more ferocious. They didn't care whether they were singing or not, and rushed directly towards the delicious living people.
The speed at which zombies run is no joke, it is very fast, especially when they sprint, it is even more terrifying.
Uncle Hammer was holding a baseball bat. When he saw the zombie approaching, he swung it violently and hit the zombie's head directly with a bang. The force was not strong and failed to kill the zombie. Instead, he was thrown to the ground by the zombie.
The zombie roared, opened its mouth, and wanted to bite. He could only raise his arm and press it against the zombie's mouth. Fortunately, it was protected by an iron piece, otherwise he would have turned into a zombie now.
Uncle Hammer struggled to get away, but the power of the zombies was too great, especially when they went crazy, they were even more frightening.
Just when Uncle Hammer didn't know what to do.
Poof!
The zombie's head was pierced by an iron pipe.
He pushed the dead zombie aside and nodded towards the survivor who saved him, "Thank you."
"Uncle Hammer, why are you thanking me? There seems to be only one zombie, so you'd better hurry up and work hard."
"Um."
Encountering this kind of thing, Uncle Iron Hammer had lingering fears and his heart was beating thumpingly.
It's really exciting.
This is the end of the world.
Crisis is everywhere, and you never know when it will fall on you.
It is difficult to survive the apocalypse alone.
You must have companions who are trustworthy and worthy of trust.
…
Yellow market.
Lin Fan handed Mengmeng to Sister Li. From now on, the child will spend most of his time with Sister Li, while he will focus all his attention on cleaning up the zombies.
Get out the satellite phone.
It has been a while since I received a distress call from a survivor.
In the past, there was basically one call every few days, but now it is really too rare.
The number of satellite phones they distributed during this time was quite large.
Transport planes fly outside every day, either distributing "Zombie Atlas" or satellite phones.
“Our country’s territory is quite large, so it’s reasonable to find that no one can pick up such a small amount of stuff.”
Lin Fan thought to himself and didn't think so much. It was just like what he thought, there was no problem.
Come to the bridge across the river.
The corpses of the zombies he had hunted before were still there, and the crystals had been sorted out. He pulled out Frostmourne and touched the ground lightly. Han Shuang covered and shattered all the zombie corpses.
He likes this ability so much.
It's really easy to clean up.
The patrollers inside the fort stared.
Damn it...
To them, this is like seeing something incredible and exclaiming in their hearts... Brother Lin can do magic.
He jumped up, disappeared in an instant, and headed south. The process of cleaning up the zombies had to continue. When all the cities were cleaned up, everything would be beautiful.
For the creators hiding in the south.
They already know that human Lin Fan is cleaning up one city after another.
Their areas of influence are constantly being compressed.
This is an intolerable behavior for any creator.
Unfortunately there is no way.
They don't have the guts to compete with Lin Fan yet.
…
A few days later.
Uncle Hammer held the steering wheel tightly, stepped on the accelerator and drove quickly forward, turning the steering wheel from time to time to avoid the rollover vehicle blocking the front.
It's not that he wanted to show off his superb driving skills.
Instead, there are countless zombies chasing behind.
They are so vast that they are countless.
On the way to Huang City, he did not dare to drive too fast, and everything was focused on safety. After all, there were too many roadblocks, and he could collide with them or roll over if he was not careful.
Therefore, it is not a wise choice to drive so fast when there is no danger.
But who would have thought that when they entered the province where the Yellow City was located, countless zombies appeared behind them from nowhere and chased them crazily.
They were so frightened that they felt that the biggest crisis was coming.
The survivors in the car also looked miserable.
All that could be heard were the roars of zombies.
These sounds were like magic sounds, reaching their ears and deeply tormenting their hearts.
"No, there's one ahead too."
Uncle Hammer exclaimed.
Not far ahead.
A group of strangely dressed figures also appeared. They were walking around and stopped when they saw the passing vehicles.