The upper city can be basically regarded as ruins after the chaotic massacre by the blood corpse hordes. However, small-scale battles with various families or some potential characters are still continuing. There are no roars, screams and blood corpses approaching.
The strange sounds of death and hoarseness echoed everywhere in the ruins. Apex 23S.
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At this time, Liu Renjun, with fluttering clothes, had arrived outside the gate of the Shangcheng District Scientific Research Institute, standing on a taller building as if he was pouring wine to the sky.
He successfully regained control of the blood corpse group at the cost of losing four of his subordinates, but his current situation is not optimistic. The four squirming tissues separated from the corpses of his four subordinates lacked the correct way to evolve.
Now it is almost out of control, splitting and growing all the time, making it increasingly difficult for Liu Renjun to move, so the plan has to go back to the original place. Now his whole body seems to be embedded in a huge pile of cow dung-shaped meat.
The upper body has a graceful and elegant appearance, but the lower body is such a piece of shit. When Liu Renjun lowers his head, he feels like he could vomit all over the floor at any time, so he has such a pretentious look.
When he can be handsome, no one wants to be so ugly. Liu Renjun was surprisingly irritable at this moment.
The group of blood corpses under his direct control gathered in the scientific research institute, and the powerful destructive power almost instantly flattened two-thirds of the buildings inside. However, facing the largest and most important dome building in the scientific research institute, the blood corpses could no longer
Not willing to move even a moment, Liu Renjun issued an order but received no response at all.
Liu Renjun surprisingly questioned his decision. Should he really wait for the guys from Northwest Wolf City before? Wait until they arrive before starting?
Liu Renjun quickly put this idea behind his mind. Those who achieve great things will not be exposed to the public!
Now everything is in his hands, it's just a little bit missing.
Although there are some differences from his plan, the general trend is set.
While Liu Renjun in white was busy analyzing what went wrong, Neihai of the Research Institute maintained its due rhythm, shaking the test tube when it was time to shake the test tube, and writing the report when it was time to write the report.
Nonsense, you can't pick out twenty evolvers from this list. They are all first-level coolies who are responsible for manual labor all year round.
What else are you nervous about? What else is there to be nervous about?
Isn't it just a death? There is no need to send him off with a bloody corpse. The scientific researchers with an average age of over 50 and the academicians with an average age of over 70 feel that every second they live in this bloody era is real and true.
Lucky mom, who cares when she dies.
In short, this is the style of the scientific research institute. Whether it is rigid or free and easy, everyone has more or less the same idea in their mind:
Human beings will die sooner or later.
Those who can have their names buried in history are called successful. Anyway, these are a group of people who have the dream of researching a thank-you thing and then hope to be made into statues of various shapes like Qin Zhi and squatting in various places, which is called receiving
The statue sect was enthusiastically embraced by the people.
It is said that this kind of thinking is completely mainstream in the scientific research institute. If you randomly pull out a person and interview him, are you happy... ah, no, what is your dream, his answer is guaranteed to be the same.
Yes, this is the standard answer at the Chinese language level.
There are not many ways for ordinary people to remember their names in this era, and the scientific research institute is indeed the path that can benefit future generations and is the closest to their dreams.
Lao Hu put his hands into his sleeves and shut off the contact with the outer city. He was completely indifferent to the yelling and screaming over there.
"Old guy, old man, I've been here with you all my life. This way of death is not very kind. I also want to go to Qinshan to find a skilled master to burn a relic and then offer it to him. The remaining ashes will be spread black.
Where is the sea?"
The old dean poured Lao Hu a cup of hot tea from an enamel jar and said without raising his head while reading the report,
"Let's wait and think about these trivial matters first. Show me how to calculate this coefficient?"
Old Hu took one look and threw away the pen and the report.
"No, if you have any questions, ask the computer. It hurts me."
The old dean took a sip of tea, raised his ears and said,
"That idiot outside has been around for a long time and why can't he come up? Either come in quickly or leave quickly. Damn, I'm not in a calm mood like this. How can I do research?"
"..."
A young man in a white coat rushed in in a panic. His stuttering accent was surprisingly similar to that of Lao Hu.
"Dean, dean, it's not good...Experimental subjects a10101 and...a10102 have mutated...I can't control the situation anymore!"
The old dean scratched his head and said casually,
"You can't control how much you send, but you still want me to help you control how much you send? You can control how much you send?!"
The numbers starting with "a" were all recently re-edited for the convenience of statistics. The old dean's head was still a little unable to turn when Leng Buding shouted like this, and he said doubtfully,
"Hmmmmm, wait a minute, do we still have this kind of number??"
"..."
Just as Lao Hu was about to remind him something, he heard a bang.
The entire huge building of the scientific research institute was shaking constantly, and the hard alloy structure was twisted as a whole, making a heart-wrenching sound of metal friction, and rocks falling like rain.
From the outside, the last standard spherical building of the Research Institute has been twisted into a gummy shape, but fortunately the overall structure is still relatively intact.
Through the window, you can at least see a tangle of people in white coats desperately rescuing research materials and materials in strangely shaped rooms where the floor turns into walls and the walls turn into ceilings.
The culprit that caused all this was not Liu Renjun and the group of blood corpses, but a giant plant that looked like it had been split in the middle and only connected by a few veins. It grew out from both sides of the sphere at an astonishing speed, completely destroying the scientific research institute.
The last building is sandwiched in the middle and reaches the sky.
Well, this is undoubtedly the Nepenthes that was stolen as a potted plant and sold to the Research Institute, but was destroyed by the Research Institute.
For the purpose of research, God knows what the scientific research institute fed this poor, lonely and helpless pitcher plant. In short, it was to eat it until it became fat and fat to the point where the scientific research institute could no longer support it, and then the bleeding occurred.
The disaster of corpses saved the nearly depleted scientific research institute. This pitcher plant survived almost entirely by feeding on the inactivated flesh and blood tissue of blood corpses. Then it mutated again, and at the same time became Wu Ke's earliest
research topics.
Lin Chou and the damn system initially only gave some of the most basic attributes and talents to all the pitcher plants in that batch, and then they were stolen before the ideological education was completed. The potted plants may have done something indescribable to them.
In order to control their behavior, when it was transferred to the hands of the scientific research institute, it went through a series of torture and torture (although the guys from the scientific research institute dared to pat their chests and guaranteed that it was called scientific research and basic experiments, but in fact it was undoubtedly torture), so it
It turned into this weird look now.
Its tentacles have almost completely degenerated, leaving only the instinct of maintaining balance rooted in the ground. The top of the two halves of the body each has a super, super, super huge mouth. It is still there for a moment after breaking through the building of the scientific research institute.
It keeps growing, and at the same time, there are countless strangely long vines holding up their mouths with dozens of labels on them and sticking to the ground, slowly growing towards the nearest bloody corpse.
The soft and soft appearance is like a dead snake, which is really unflattering.
It is such a weird plant, but it is the real reason why the blood corpse group has stopped moving forward. Maybe it is not too complicated. Who makes this pitcher plant the only pig in the world that eats blood corpses and grows up?
What about pitcher plants?
Even those bloody corpses that were several meters tall and looked infinitely ferocious subconsciously moved and retreated along with the growing vines, and the closed circle gradually revealed gaps, and finally became a mess.
You must know that these blood corpses are all at the fifth level!
Seeing this situation, Liu Renjun put his hand on his forehead, his whole body was shaking, as if he might be angry to death at any time.
"Well...well done..."
For a long time, he gritted his teeth and seemed to be talking to himself, as if to comfort himself and said,
"Hmph, there is nothing valuable in the upper city except for the scientific research institute. So, we have to start the next step directly!"