Beast Tide Apocalypse: I Created a Salvation Organization to Ascend to Godhood

Lin Qingliu, a game text planner, successfully hit the jackpot after his team's celebration feast, finding himself in a somewhat different world. Meteorite? What meteorite? Humanity is left wit...

Chapter 52 Breakfast time!

Ji Yongxing’s words instantly awakened Wang Xiao!

What this researcher said makes so much sense. Ability is a gift from God. If a guy like Zhao Kai can apply it to such an extent, there is no reason why I can't!

Wang Xiao fell into a brief moment of reflection.

Perhaps it was because of the joy of suddenly gaining superpowers and escaping death, or perhaps it was because of my outstanding performance some time ago, I seemed to be a little indulging in the status quo recently.

It was clear that not long ago, I was a warrior who was ready to die, but now I am constrained like this by so many rules and regulations?

Wang Xiao thought of a sentence he heard during recruit training:

"If you don't have bullets, use a knife. If you don't have arms, use your teeth. The defense team's duty is to prevent any alien beasts from entering the city before they are all dead."

He looked viciously at the ball of flesh that had already begun to digest his thigh, and uttered a few words through his clenched teeth:

"If you want me to die, then don't even bother living!"

Click.

Wang Xiao felt something was broken.

The sound was like one's own bones being broken, like one's own internal organs being crushed, like one's own flesh and blood being mashed, crushed, and stirred.

It was as if some restriction had disappeared.

---

Dream.

Zhuang Mian stood in a windowless corridor. The white walls around him reflected a metallic luster under the cold light.

On the wall in front of us was a sign similar to the one you'd see in a hospital:

【↑A5 Laboratory】

As she looked towards the sign, she heard a faint conversation from the laboratory ahead:

"Yes, I understand. The experiment was very successful and the effect was beyond our imagination.

"It will take some time for mass production. After all, we still lack sufficient human experimental sample data..."

Zhuang Mian walked forward quietly and looked through the laboratory's observation window at the old man who was using the internal communication.

The old man's hair was already thinning, and he looked a little hunched. On the ID card on his chest was printed his one-inch color photo and basic information:

【Name: Zhao Kai

Position: Director of Life Technology Department]

The old man quickly put down the phone and began to turn his attention to the test bench.

Zhuang Mian turned around and looked back at the road he had come from, and found that the metal walls and the ground had turned into pieces and disappeared into the void.

After a moment's thought she understood the reason:

This is Zhao Kai's unconscious dream, and everything that happens here is the embodiment of his inner desire.

When he focused all his attention on the experiment, what happened outside was no longer important to him.

Given the limited computing power of the brain, it makes perfect sense for the parts that are not needed temporarily to disappear completely.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Mian felt relieved. She knew very well that this was just a dream. She shot the monster's brain and forced it into the dream. The effect of such an ability was very limited.

The reason why she didn't leave immediately after pulling the other party into the dream was that she was worried that the monster would wake up early, so she planned to manually delay the length of the dream here.

Seeing that Zhao Kai was already addicted to the experiment, Zhuang Mian felt that his mission was accomplished.

But at this moment, the old man standing in front of the microscope suddenly made a puzzled sound:

"What's wrong with the cell state? Why are they proliferating so fast?"

The researchers standing nearby came closer, wanting to observe the state of the cells with the old man.

There are more men than women among them, and all together they number less than thirty.

As the crowd was pushing and shoving, Zhuang Mian saw two familiar faces:

[Li Xia, male, 33 years old, doctor at Li's Clinic in the outer city of Hope, runs an organ removal business in three crowded blocks.]

[Valker, male, 40 years old, hopes to practice medicine in the suburbs outside the city, has no fixed residence, and provides door-to-door services for trauma treatment and organ removal.]

"Why are they here?"

Before Zhuang Mian could think more, one of the researchers in the laboratory suddenly tripped over his right foot and fell forward.

He pushed the slide being observed under the microscope away, and the slide with the cell sample fell into the culture medium next to the microscope.

The cells spread rapidly in the culture medium and then begin to multiply exponentially under sufficient nutrients.

In just a few seconds, a small mass of indescribable sticky flesh and blood began to writhe in the culture medium.

A researcher saw that something was wrong and immediately turned around and ran towards the alarm, but was stopped by the elderly Zhao Kai.

"We only have one sample. If we destroy it now, all our previous efforts will be wasted!"

The old man held the young researcher's arm tightly, and his action attracted the attention of all the researchers around him.

So naturally, no one noticed that the bloody flesh had climbed up the sleeve of a researcher.

"ah!"

With a shrill howl, the middle-aged man finally realized something was wrong. He swung his arms violently as if he had been bitten by a snake, shouting:

"It's eating me! It's eating my teeth!"

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Mian's brain paused slightly. This was obviously not the normal development direction of a dream. But if he wanted to prolong the dream as long as possible, who should he help?

---

In the real world, in an underground laboratory.

Wang Xiao, who faced the reality, seemed to become more delicious. The monster's absorption speed of him did not slow down but became faster.

In less than a minute, Wang Xiao had been swallowed up to his chest.

But he was not panicked at all, and even consciously stretched out his arms to allow the monster to devour him faster.

Ji Yongxing and Ai'er's faces turned pale as they watched from the side, and all they got was a confident "OK" gesture from Wang Xiao.

Then even the hands that were constantly gesturing were completely swallowed by the meat ball, and the meat ball even made a satisfied "slurp" sound.

---

Inside the meatball.

The imagined crowding and suffocating feeling did not come. Wang Xiao opened his eyes and was surprised to find that his field of vision had reached nearly 360 degrees without blind spots.

He quickly counted the number of eyes he currently had, and there were a total of forty-eight, not counting the more than ten eyes that were not open due to compression with the ground.

Except for a small part behind him that was not very clear, Wang Xiao felt that he was in control of everything. He had never had such a wonderful feeling!

Automatically ignoring the tiny blind spot in his vision, Wang Xiao began to feel his own condition.

Wang Xiao felt that he was getting further and further away from the scope of human beings. He had countless organs and limbs, and he could do whatever he wanted.

The intense thoughts of countless people dying easily disrupted his ability to think.

The only thing that still troubled him was the hunger that came from within.

What were you originally going to do?

Wang Xiao doesn’t remember much.

However, the two teenagers in sight seemed to be delicious...

I don't know who I am, I don't know where I am, all I know is, it's breakfast time!