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1352 Hit the Sky

[I didn’t write it at night, so I put it off until the morning...it was very fast. The title has nothing to do with the text]

"X damn, why didn't you arrange a few more secondary combat forces?"

Accompanied by the angry roar of First Class Sergeant Aliba, countless office supplies flew out from a snow-white ball at the top, and smashed to the ground with the remaining anger of the owner.

"What a loser! You can't even handle a mutant in the palm of your hand! What a disgrace!" Aliba's scolding continued. On the wall of the translucent sphere, a nodding and hunched figure was reflected. It was the man wearing a monocle.

adjutant.

The balls on the bottom floor are further away.

"Sir, it's true that the price charged by the laboratory is too high..." The adjutant looked at the opportunity and said cautiously: "Considering that they will have to buy first- and second-level combat power for the next few games,

We also need to hire fighters, which costs..."

The most important thing is that the tickets, sponsorships and other income from the fighting matches must be distributed to the military and police departments as benefits.

Sure enough, Aliba immediately transferred the flames of war to his old enemy.

"x! Don't even think about it. Without the mutants and special items I sent over, how could they have done this research?" Aliba suffered two blows, and his expression was shockingly bad: "That tech guy?"

Help the bastard, sooner or later I will send them all into the arena!"

After a pause, he took a breath of air-conditioning: "Reduce this year's annual bonus a little, increase the level 2 combat power, and make sure No. 97 dies in the next game!"

The adjutant nodded in agreement.

In previous years, the military and police departments were not so stretched - after all, special items are very rare. Just send a few of them and you can get back a batch of second-level combat power. But this year...

Thinking of the stolen things, Aliba fell heavily on the chair and exhaled: "...Is there any news about the two boys who stole the vault?"

The adjutant really didn't dare to let the word "no" come out of his mouth. He shook his head in fear, and then quickly added without waiting for the officer to get angry: "But when my subordinate was dealing with the woman named Xue Fan, I suddenly thought of

One thing..."

Aliba raised his eyelids and signaled the adjutant to continue speaking. As soon as he opened his mouth, Aliba gradually sat up straight.

Indeed, it was rare to call someone in the middle of the night to report the sighting of a female mutant, and then someone took advantage of her absence to steal the vault.

There must be a connection here.

...Xue Qu was thrown into the lift and when he was taken to the office, his whole body was bruised and swollen, and his true appearance could no longer be seen.

In fact, she was surprised that she could survive until now.

Tied up by the binding rope, Xue Qui was lying on the floor, his eyes dull and his face expressionless.

"...Where did the [Lu Xun Sponge] on your body come from?" Aliba's anger had almost disappeared at this time, and he asked slowly.

Xue Jin has been tortured about this question countless times, but she gritted her teeth and no one could pry a single word out of her mouth.

Aliba was not surprised by such silence. He looked at Xue Jin's injuries, reached out and pressed a few buttons on the wall, and an image appeared in the air, which seemed to be a video of a phone. That was

A man wearing a hat, his face obscured by the night, only his voice was clear: "...Yes, heading west of the Sadma Trail...Will you send someone here right away? Don't let it go

She ran away."

Although the voice was deliberately lowered, as soon as it reached his ears, Xue Qui suddenly raised his head and stared at the image in the sky, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Aliba smiled when he saw her reaction.

Thirty minutes later, Lei Ming moved reluctantly and whispered to the people around him: "...Aren't you going to watch the next scene? I'm very worried about them...I don't know how these people will deal with it.

No. 97, alas.”

"I won't read anymore, let's go." Although the soft voice contained a smile, it was cold. "I was really lucky just now. If I continue reading, I will definitely be disappointed."

The two people in the VIP auditorium stood up and left without attracting anyone's attention. Because at this time, the Garden of Eden had already exploded, and every entertainment news, talk show, and personal media were all talking about the morning.

Competition. In the past 28 years, there have been examples of female mutants winning - in fact, as long as they can survive, they win - but they still have the courage to stand on the field after winning, and stand out so clearly with the world.

The Garden of Eden is like no other.

"Superior to us? That's obviously a pathetic fantasy... Look where we are, where is it?"

"...What she doesn't know is that the severity of the competition before and after the 50th place is absolutely different...I'm waiting to see No. 97 crying and asking to leave at the beginning of the next game...

"

"Drinking blood to demonstrate against us?"

On the big screen in the arena and in the small light screens on everyone in the Garden of Eden, different faces and different voices are all saying the same thing.

After walking through various sounds for a while, Gong Dao suddenly stopped before approaching the exit of the arena, bought a hot dog from a stall next to him, and turned back the way he came. Lei Ming was about to ask,

I glanced at the exit and immediately understood: there were several more soldiers guarding the door. Every person who passed by asked to see what they looked like. What was reflected on the light screen in the hands of the soldiers was a very similar picture.

A portrait of Miya Michichi.

"Really, we were discovered so quickly." Gong Dao sat back down, holding a hot dog in his hand, but he didn't know how to eat it through the mask, so he simply gave it to Lei Ming. "It's because of that woman, maybe.

.”

Lei Ming clutched the hot dog and frowned: "Oh no, what should I do now?"

"Now that you've come, let's make peace with it. You can't leave now anyway, so let's watch the game first... If it disappoints people, it's not because of my own choice, but God's will..." through the mask

I couldn't see Gong Daoyi's expression clearly, I could only hear his murmuring voice.

Lei Ming felt that it was sometimes difficult for him to understand Brother Gong's logic, but now that he had said that, he sat down uneasily.

"...How do you want to eat this?"

"If I knew, would I still give it to you?"

Lei Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was about to look left and right when suddenly a serious male voice on the big screen attracted his attention - and then the face of Security Chief Aliba appeared on the screen, causing a burst of applause from below: "... from the committee.

, I think No. 97’s relationship of like-kind mutual help is very interesting. In order to let everyone experience the fun, we have made some small changes to the next game..."

When Lin Sanjiu heard the word "change", her heart skipped a beat, thinking that what she had been worried about had happened.

After all, the New Year Fighting Competition was set by Eden, and the rules are in the hands of others. Naturally, they can be changed at will. If they are not allowed to continue to participate, won't the fate of those female players in the future be precarious again?

The only thing we can hope for is that the committee is too embarrassed to show its cowardice and can't help but change the rules temporarily.

Lin Sanjiu could feel some anxious glances coming from several capsules around her - she bit her lips and listened with bated breath to what Security Chief Aliba said next: "...According to No. 97's speech, next

It is really touching that the ten female mutants in one game should unite as one. The committee decided that in the next game, we will place a female mutant with no mobility in the field. We hope that No. 97 and her kind will still be able to

We can reach an agreement on the issue of this female mutant..."

Before Aliba could finish speaking, Lin Sanjiu's legs suddenly went weak and she fell into the capsule. Her muscles began to ache, and her vision gradually blurred. This feeling was too familiar - she couldn't wait to call out "Nocha"

Card of Damas], pouring all the radiation in the body into the card.

By drinking blood, she absorbed a large amount of radiation within the fallen species.

A lightning shape lit up next to the small battery on the card. After a while, the lightning disappeared, and the number displayed was "16%".

The fallen species are worthy of being creatures transformed by radiation. They only sucked a small amount of blood, and the amount of radiation contained in it has far exceeded the limit that ordinary human bodies can withstand. But this is probably not enough...

After the feeling of weakness gradually subsided from the body, Lin Sanjiu stood up while holding on to the wall of the capsule, while looking at the female evolution who had just been brought up from the field.

Perhaps it was because of the reappearance of the ghost that it touched some kind of fear in the hearts of the people in the Garden of Eden - the flesh and blood in the field had been cleaned away, revealing the blood-stained floor. A soldier carried a limp woman on his shoulders, carrying

She threw it to the ground with a bang, then turned and walked away.

The woman's limbs were bent at strange angles, and her bones were obviously broken. She seemed to be in a coma, but because her body was bruised and swollen, she couldn't even close her eyelids, so one eye was half open, and the eyeball was ajar.

at every turn.

The second game was about to start, and the sound of ten capsules sliding into the arena made the woman tremble slightly.

Lin Sanjiu walked out of the capsule and glanced around the other nine people.

Compared with the previous few days, the five newly joined female players were obviously in much better spirits - a woman with gentle eyebrows nodded gratefully to Lin Sanjiu, and the fourteen-year-old girl came to her side,

For the first time, there was hope in his trembling expression.

The nine people unknowingly formed a small circle, waiting for Lin Sanjiu to say something.

"I won't say any more unnecessary words," Lin Sanjiu said in a deep voice after finishing talking about the experience of the last battle, "but you must remember that after this game is over, everyone must stay to help tomorrow's players.

.”

As a result, there are more and more players, and we don't expect to be able to defeat Eden with this, but at least we can save the lives of those who come after us, so that they won't end up like Xinyi and others.

Maybe she was thinking of herself, and it was because of these words that she had hope of living - as soon as she finished speaking, someone suddenly started sobbing; a girl with hair like a huge bird's nest nodded her head vigorously, calling people

I'm worried that my hair will fall out.

Among the nasal answers, Lin Sanjiu was a little surprised, but also a little moved that among the nine people, not one of them said they wanted to abandon the unknown woman on the ground - maybe it was because of this nightmare-like experience.

The experience actually inspired the most tenacious side of people's hearts. Even Bai Xiaoke came up with an idea: "I can put my face on her back..."

Until a weak voice interrupted her: "You don't have to worry about-"

Lin Sanjiu looked back and saw that the woman had opened her eyes at some point.

She sobbed and shed tears, gritted her teeth, and said intermittently: "You mutants don't have any good things, so I don't want you to care!"

doomsday paradise

doomsday paradise


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