Chapter 66
Everyone knows that there is a dense swamp forest covering an area of 1 million square kilometers in the eastern region.
There are many obstacles in the swampy areas. Ordinary trees cannot take root in the soft mud. Only emergent plants such as red maple and metasequoia can survive here. Most of them look the same and cannot be used as landmarks to determine the direction.
Recently, whether due to climate change or some unknown factor, thick fog has spread from the dense forest and enveloped the entire swamp.
As a result, even the locals living in the surrounding areas dare not easily set foot in the swamp forest.
As the bus started moving, the road became foggy as if forewarned.
The sky was gloomy, with thick dark clouds almost falling, and not a single ray of sunlight could be seen.
Further away, the endless and silent fir forest seemed like a ferocious beast lurking in the darkness, quietly opening its bloody mouth, waiting for the lost lamb.
In such a gloomy and eerie atmosphere, the people in the car were also affected and felt uneasy.
Until they turned around and saw Wen Xin.
The nervous expression instantly turned into dead fish eyes.
I saw that the seat in front of the person was forcibly removed before driving, leaving a large space just for Wen Xin to stretch his sprained foot.
There is also a fruit basket on the side, filled with colorful fresh fruits.
The people around were jealous.
That's winter! Fresh! Fruit!
The person in charge, who had never been nice to anyone, now surrounded the young man with great enthusiasm and handed him a wet towel.
"You can't use open flames in a car, so you can't heat water. Please make do with it for now."
Not all the people in the car were pretending to be someone else, some of them were hired help.
But these people have never seen the smiling face of the person in charge.
For a moment, they just wanted to bang the table.
Is this differential treatment?
What does the lame man rely on? !
If the person in charge heard what they were saying, he would have sneered on the spot.
He can make the Red Falcon bow its head, who among you can do the same?
Can you show me!
Wen Xin looked at the wet towel handed to him, paused for a moment, took it and said with a smile: "No, thank you for your help."
The person in charge put on a proper smile and said, "You're welcome."
He did not look away, his eyes sparkling, as if waiting for Wen Xin to take it back after he had finished using it.
Wen Xin knew, however, that the person in charge wanted to see what he looked like after wiping his face.
After all, there is a standard in the missing person notice: good looks.
After two seconds of silence, Wen Xin did not waste any time and naturally spread out the towel to wipe his face.
He had mentioned earlier that she was good-looking. If he hesitated at this moment, people would find fault with her even if there was nothing wrong with her.
Moreover, Wen Xin had seen what he looked like.
Most people have mirrors in their homes.
He lost his memory some time ago and didn't know what to do. While looking for resources, he took the opportunity to observe his face, hoping to remember something.
Even though I didn't think of anything useful in the end, at least I knew what I looked like.
According to Wen Xin's aesthetic point of view, it is not ugly.
Due to malnutrition in the short period of time and the exhaustion of working, both sides of his face became thinner, and his hair was not well taken care of, making him look a little haggard.
Wen Xin thought that it should be above average, so he wouldn't be called ugly and thrown out of the car.
This is like looking at yourself in the mirror. The more you look, the stranger it becomes.
When Wen Xin finally wiped his painted face carefully, a smooth and white face was revealed.
Although the person himself may not realize it, others can easily appreciate the excellence in his appearance.
This excellence is not limited to exquisite facial features, but also to temperament.
When Wen Xin turned his head to look over, the gray light outside the window seemed to brighten a bit, and as his long eyelashes drooped, it outlined a hazy and gentle beauty.
In an instant, all the other people who had some complaints fell into silence, and you could hear a pin drop.
If you want to use good looks as a criterion for finding someone.
Obviously, the other people in the car felt guilty about arguing with him.
There was also a hint of surprise in the eyes of the person in charge.
He didn't expect that those nonsense words uttered by the leader of another team would actually come true.
The person in charge at this time was more and more certain that Wen Xin was the person they were looking for, and the word "excitement" was almost written on his face.
Nonsense! After searching for so many times, I finally found the real owner. How can I not be excited?
"Are your feet comfortable? I'd like to help you lift them up. Also, are you uncomfortable wearing this? I don't know where to find a clean piece of clothing. How about you wear mine first?"
Wen Xin felt the growing enthusiasm of the person in charge.
He was a little worried at first, but now that he was being stared at, he felt a bit stressed.
Wen Xin refused the help of the person in charge and asked another question: "After we get there, should we all follow you?"
The person in charge nodded and said, "Yes, it's pitch dark in the misty swamp. Even with professional equipment, it's difficult to find the right direction. We have to take a special path."
"This route is secret, so when we get there, someone will cover your eyes with black cloth. Don't worry, we will tie a rope around you at the same time. As long as the rope is tied and nothing unexpected happens, you won't get lost."
Wen Xin: “…”
Judging from the way the person in charge was giving instructions, it seemed that quite a few people had gone missing before.
But Wen Xin was not worried. To him, it was better if he could get lost easily so that he could leave later.
The person in charge now looked at Wen Xin as if he were a great treasure that he had long admired, and even wanted to sit next to him, but the latter dismissed him by saying that he wanted a quiet resting environment.
He heaved a sigh of relief only when the man reluctantly returned to the front of the car.
The little panda, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly spoke, in a low voice so as not to be heard by others.
"Look, you are looking for snakes, and the snakes are also looking for people. Could it be that you are the legendary Wen Xin?"
Didn't Wen Xin have any doubts?
But the gossip he heard while waiting in line told him that the one looking for Wen Xin was the leader of the eastern region, an S-class that was about to evolve into a complete form.
How could ordinary people have ever seen what an S-class mutant looks like?
Those with more knowledge may be able to judge that it is a single snake from the snakes' unusual group behavior.
As for other people, some said they were tigers, some said they were wolves, some said they were lizards, and so on.
If Wen Xin didn't have a memory about a documentary in his mind, he wouldn't have known that the S-class was a ferocious and terrifying black-scaled python.
Wait, Black Scale?
Wen Xin turned his head and asked the little panda: "Is number one also a snake?"
The little panda was stunned, thought hard for a while, and shook his head affirmatively.
"I have never seen No. 1, but I heard from them that No. 1 should be a primitive dinosaur that has integrated multiple genes."
Wen Xin couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or something else, so he sighed softly.
The little panda looked at him doubtfully: "You really can't remember your name?"
Wen Xin had felt an inexplicable sense of crisis about revealing his name, so when the little panda asked him for the first time, he subconsciously chose to keep it secret.
Nowadays, there are so many people pretending to be Wen Xin, and some even changed their names on the spot.
There seemed no point in him hiding it any further.
Wen Xin pondered and said, "Actually, I vaguely remembered later that my name should be Wen Xin."
The little panda was surprised and said, "That's really a coincidence."
It's more than just a coincidence.
Wen Xin suspected that he was the person the mutants wanted to find.
Not just because his name is Wen Xin.
Just when he was asking someone to dismantle a chair and move it to another place for Wen Xin's injured foot, the person in charge seemed to casually ask about his previous residence.
That's the way it should be.
If we simply use good looks as the criterion for judgment, it would be too frivolous.
Coincidentally, that was one of the few things Wen Xin could remember.
When he answered without hesitation that he lived in City G, Wen Xin saw the person in charge's eyes light up again.
Soon, the surprise turned into hesitation and uncertainty.
The person in front of him teased, and then he said, "Your name is Wen Xin, you are 24 years old, and you lived in City G before the apocalypse. You were a cake maker. A few days after the apocalypse, you went to City A to look for your relatives. You also raised several cats, right?"
His words were questions, but his tone was declarative.
These are all familiar information.
Every time a missing person clue is updated above, someone below will change their life history overnight.
Fake name, fake date of birth, fake place of birth.
Even identity cards can be forged.
So the person in charge didn't ask before, and no one else mentioned it either.
When he suddenly heard these clues about his identity, a large number of memory fragments flashed through Wen Xin's mind.
He was completely focused on the green ball he was going to find, and it took him a while to sort out his memories.
But he couldn't deny that when he heard those contents, he felt a strong sense of familiarity.
When several coincidences collide with each other, everything that happens is no longer a pure coincidence; there must be some close connection between them.
Wen Xin is a person who dares to imagine.
He kept pondering and thinking, and suddenly an idea popped into his mind.
Is there a possibility that...
The leader of the eastern region is actually not the black python that people photographed in the documentary?
Wen Xin's heart was pounding.
Following this possibility, the doubts that he had previously considered strange suddenly appeared before his eyes like a cocoon being unraveled.
——People only photographed a large number of snakes gathering towards the location where the black python was, and it cannot be proved that there were no other snake mutants with the black python at the time.
——There is no clear evidence to indicate that the black python is definitely the S-class mutant.
Just like a person walking in a maze suddenly seeing the sunlight shining into the exit, Wen Xin's heartbeat became faster and faster.
He looked at the little panda suddenly: "Have you never seen mutant number seven?"
The little panda nodded. It was born relatively late and had never seen many powerful mutants.
It is too difficult for the panda to answer what species those mutants are.
Wen Xin asked directly: "Have you ever heard of what color the seventh mutant is?"
This question is a bit difficult for the little panda.
When researchers curse snakes, they just say, "That damn snake, I'll have to stew it sooner or later!"
Or: "Number 7 is going crazy again, someone come and hold it down and inject a sedative!"
They don't mention what color the snake is.
Seeing the little panda's bewildered face, Wen Xin did not get discouraged or give up.
He took out a cloth bag from inside his clothes and pulled out the green scales.
"Since you can smell the scent of number one on the black scale, can you tell which mutant the scent on this scale belongs to?"
The little panda felt a sense of familiarity on the green scales and tentatively moved its nose closer.
Soon, it wrinkled its face into a bitter one.
Number One's aura is too strong and it's a little hard to distinguish.
But when he looked up and saw the young man's expectant eyes, the panda said "I don't know" which was about to reach his mouth, but he gulped and swallowed it back.
The little panda lowered its head and sniffed again and again.
It produced some vague impressions.
It seemed that a mutant elder had taught them how to identify who was who by their aura.
This is also a necessary means of survival in the base, to prevent timid mutants like it from accidentally colliding with the top-ranked adults.
The panda always learns quickly.
Perhaps, as my predecessor said, it has a talent that is stronger than other mutants.
Now, covered by the powerful aura of the black scales, it is trying hard to identify the ownership of the green scales.
When the distance was close enough, the suppressed aura of the scales finally became clear.
The little panda said hesitantly, "It seems to be number seven?"
There was uncertainty in its tone.
But even this uncertain affirmation was enough to make Wen Xin extremely excited.
But before he could show his joy.
Sizzle——
The bus driver suddenly stepped on the brakes.
Due to inertia, everyone in the car was caught off guard and hit their head on the front seat with a bang.
The front seat of the Wenxin was removed and had no cover.
Fortunately, his body was used to dealing with such emergencies and he naturally clung to the edge of the car window.
Compared to the others who were staggering, his posture was relatively relaxed.
Wen Xin quickly put the two scales back into the cloth bag and put them carefully back into the lining of his clothes before hearing other people complaining.
"Can you please tell me before you stop?"
"Ouch my nose, my face, this damn car window!"
"What the hell is going on... Holy shit, holy shit! Is there a war going on ahead?!"
The last person who spoke suddenly widened his eyes, pointed at the scene outside the car window, and his arms shook.
Without him emphasizing, others also saw the thick smoke rising in the distance.
Amid the thick smoke, there was the sound of gunfire, but it was not frequent and sounded like a simple provocation.
But ordinary people have never seen such fierce firepower, one shell after another, and each sound was a huge battle.
Judging from the location and direction, this was the Misty Swamp they were heading to.
Seeing this scene, Wen Xin didn't care about his ankle. He stood up by holding the back of the chair, his pupils trembling unsteadily.
The people next to him said in disbelief.
"Are they crazy? The swamp is full of miasma. Aren't they afraid that the whole forest will explode?"
As if answering his crow's beak.
Before he finished speaking, the orange-red flames became even brighter, and half of the sky seemed to be licked by the blazing flames.
"OMG--"
There were so many people in the car, but only the driver and the person in charge were relatively calm, as if they had seen this scene many times and were used to it.
The person in charge sighed.
Before she could even utter a rather speechless and annoyed "Why is the First Base here again?", she was grabbed by the wrist by a young man who had walked to the front of the car without her knowing.
Wen Xin asked anxiously: "Who are they and why did they attack?"
The person in charge was stunned for a moment, and said helplessly: "Besides the First Base who are looking for trouble, who else is there?"
He pursed his lips and said, "They have been wanting to take down that S-rank for a long time."
As humans who have to make a living at the hands of mutants, the people in charge are actually in a bit of an awkward situation.
No matter which side you support, you will be said to be a wallflower by the outside world, not a human being inside or outside.
So, the responsible persons just focus on doing their own jobs and ignore other things that are not their turn to consider.
He said regretfully, "Looking at the current situation, I probably can't go today. I'll bring you here in a few days."
Of course, the other people in the car agreed and hoped that the driver would turn around and return the same way.
What a joke! Even if you want wealth and glory, you have to be alive to enjoy it.
What's more, they knew in their hearts that they were fakes and went there just to try their luck.
There were also some hired soldiers who had taken private jobs and spies who were sent to investigate the situation, but they had no choice but to give up after seeing this.
For safety's sake, your life is at stake.
But Wen Xin's eyes were still looking straight outward, staring at the place where the thick smoke of war was rising.
He said hoarsely, "I have to go."
Upon hearing this, everyone turned around and looked at him strangely.
It's like watching someone who can't wait to die.
The person in charge was also surprised. After all, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that it was a scene that no ordinary person could endure.
What's more, Wen Xin has difficulty moving.
If the young man is really the person that the S-class mutant is looking for, then the person in charge can understand this impatience.
Under normal circumstances, he would send Wen Xin over no matter how difficult and dangerous it was.
Once he finds the right person, it will be a great achievement for him. In addition to the sky-high reward, he can also get the favor of S-level!
But now...
The person in charge admitted that he was frightened.
He did not think that such retreat was shameful. After all, those shells could not kill mutants, but they could kill the humans affected instantly.
The person in charge looked at Wen Xin in embarrassment and said in a rather disapproving tone: "I understand your feelings, but I'm sorry, the bus will attract the attention of the patrol aircraft, and we can't drive the car over."
Other passengers also chimed in: "There are so many of us, we must take the bus back."
"Yeah, if you want to go, get off the car and walk over alone, don't take everyone with you to death."
This is a roundabout sarcasm.
After all, Wen Xin looked like he was leaning on a cane and it was obvious that he couldn't walk far.
Even if you get off the car here, you may still not be able to reach the edge of the misty swamp even after walking for half a day, let alone avoid the powerful artillery fire.
Wen Xin was not angered by the passenger's words.
He knew that rushing forward in his current condition would only cause more trouble.
So he needed to follow everyone back and try to find a new means of transportation.
Before Wen Xin opened his mouth to discuss with the person in charge, he suddenly saw flocks of red kestrels flying outside the right car window.
Those were the ones that were hanging on the pole earlier. They're all here!
The kestrel landed on the ground, its vertical pupils turned into harmless round ones, and its wings were slightly lowered, as if in some kind of silent plea.
Seeing this, Wen Xin had no more hesitation and asked the driver to let him out of the car.
The driver was looking to the left, preparing to turn the steering wheel, but he did not see the Red Falcon on the right.
After hearing what Wen Xin said, he thought the young man was still being stubborn and awkward, so he said impatiently: "Young man, why don't you just live a good life? Why do you have to seek death?"
Wen Xin didn't want to waste time.
He quickly glanced at the row of colorful buttons under the steering wheel and found that the bus had been modified. For a moment, he couldn't tell which one was the door opening button.
Wen Xin looked at the car window that was half a person's height, and the window was not locked.
He made a choice immediately and took a step closer to the car window with his crutches.
At this point, the nearby passengers burst into exclamation: "What are you doing?"
Others were no less surprised than he was.
The young man, who seemed to be disabled in their opinion, opened the car window without hesitation, turned his head and said something to the panda on his shoulder.
Immediately, he placed his hands on the window sill, half of his body leaned out of the window, and then slid down like a nimble fish.
The person in charge was so frightened that he ran over to stop her: “Are you crazy?”
The lowest window of this modified bus is 1.5 meters above the ground. Ordinary people would have to be careful not to break their legs if they jump from this height!
But something happened that he didn't expect.
The young man did not fall into disgrace as the person in charge expected.
The former bent his knees and raised his arms, then rolled over as he landed, easily relieving the force of the fall!
“Ahh!”
Hearing the panda's urging, the person in charge subconsciously stepped aside, and a crutch that was left on the seat was thrown out of the window in front of his eyes.
Then the grape purple kid jumped up and was quickly caught in the arms of the young man.
Ignoring the stunned looks of everyone in the car behind him, Wen Xin limped to the front of the Red Falcons.
"I can't walk fast, so I need you to give me a ride."
“Slurp!”
The kestrels were of course happy to oblige.
Each bird grabbed the young man's walking stick with its sharp claws, flapped its wings, and slowly flew into the air.
Wen Xin held the middle of the cane with both hands, and was taken up into the sky by the red falcon, flying towards the place where the war was spreading.
After a long time, the people in the car managed to close their jaws which were about to drop to the ground.
In the deathly silence, someone held the back of his head and spoke in a wolf-like voice.
"Who... is he?"
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The scaled tree viper is at a critical stage in its evolution.
Just like ancient martial artists who would go insane if their retreat was interrupted, the repeated harassment from the First Base had already had a certain degree of impact on the evolution of the Scaled Tree Viper.
And let it bother you.
The scale viper couldn't remember how many times it had attacked.
The previous bombardment had destroyed half of its nest.
God knows how long it took the Scaled Tree Viper to have its little snakes move building materials in order to build a "nest" similar to Wen Xin's bed and able to stably support its huge body.
It exploded when it was said to explode!
The scale viper almost exploded with anger.
It didn't even care about evolution at that time. It rushed out immediately, picked up all those who participated in the attack, and threw them into the snake group as feed.
This is just one of them.
The First Foundation intends to prevent it from evolving successfully, and the tricks they come up with are endless.
Knowing that it was looking for Wen Xin, they sent many people to pretend to be it.
When they meet, they use poison, guns, and even beauty traps!
God knows how traumatized the scale viper was when it saw a naked stranger in a wrapped gift box.
Mutants do not have the sense of shame that humans have; to snakes, a human body is just a piece of meat.
But it always feels that its eyes are going blind.
——I am blinded by the shameless values of human beings.
The scale viper was afraid that the next time they met, he would see the warmth and bitterness that was not stained by anything.
The consequence would be more than just not being able to eat snacks for a year.
Wen Xingao bit it several times and was so angry that he ignored it for half a year.
The scale viper felt its scales tingle at the thought of this possibility.
It lost its temper for quite a while, and finally let its people know not to throw any garbage or imposters in front of it.
Everything was peaceful for a while.
As a result, not long after everything was settled, people from the First Base came again!
The eyes of the scale viper are sinister and vicious.
Before it had the chance to settle accounts with the scum, the scum already knew to rush to sort the garbage.
But the Scaled Tree Viper cannot go out, because if it does, it will fall into the trap of the First Base.
It had thought about moving before, but before it evolved into its complete form, it could only use its own weak method like No. 1 to control the release of the aura of special creatures.
At this critical moment of breakthrough evolution, that would be tantamount to seeking death.
The scale viper cannot control its own breath and will be found no matter where it goes.
Unless No. 1 suddenly appears as a god and is willing to be the deodorant.
It couldn't help but roll its eyes.
The possibility of all members of the First Base suddenly dying is greater than the appearance of Number One.
There was a constant sound of artillery fire outside, and the Scaled Viper felt drowsy.
Those small snakes that were unable to resist the artillery fire, as well as other mutant subordinates who came to surrender, had already been driven deeper into the swamp and dense forest.
There was a newly separated isolation zone in the middle, so the artillery fire could not reach them.
Besides, the First Foundation only wanted to deal with it, so there was no need to keep those weak and incompetent subordinates.
In the end, I took on everything myself (x).
The sound of gunfire was getting closer, and the burning sensation was like a wave that kept surging, licking the cold and beautiful scales of the giant viper.
The scale viper thought in boredom.
In the past, these people would leave after a short while, but this time they held out for quite a long time.
It can be seen that this time the First Base is determined to kill it.
Even though danger was right in front of him, the Scaled Viper felt increasingly sleepy.
strangeness……
Is he usually this sleepy?
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Outside the Misty Swamp, the temporary command center of the First Base.
Following the orders of their superiors, the subordinates mixed several special chemicals into the shells to be fired.
After the last launch, he turned around to report and heard his superior talking in a low voice with a researcher.
"If we fail this time, we will have prematurely accelerated its evolution, with disastrous consequences..."
"No, no, no, General, please don't be so cautious. After all, even if you do nothing this time, it will still complete its evolution in a few days, and the consequences will be equally disastrous."
"...I don't think this is something you can joke about, Dr. Anzi!"
"Hahaha, you've stretched yourself too thin. You have no sense of humor at all. It's boring, boring."
Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but glance at the swamp forest in the distance that was under concentrated fire.
Under the continuous bombardment of artillery fire, even the durable Metasequoia became a horrible sight.
The half-broken tree roots were covered with charcoal-like marks, and large areas of mud and water were dried up by the high temperature, revealing the dirty black ground, like a cracked turtle shell.
The air was dead and filled with smoke.
Is this some kind of interesting scene?
The man called the general had a grim expression on his face, which could be described as ugly.
Under his death stare, the researcher finally suppressed the smile on his face and shook his head indifferently.
"Do you know why I told you to stop firing at the right time the last few times? Because that level of firepower can't cause any damage to No. 7 at all. Using more is just a waste of resources."
He sighed, a cold light reflected from his glasses: "It was at its weakest right after escaping the base. In order to save his life, an idiot used the secret weapon that I strictly prohibited from using, and almost killed Mutant No. 7."
"Its body was affected. At that time, even the most ordinary bullets could cause damage to it. Unfortunately, you have missed the best time to kill it."
The general wanted to endure.
I can't help it.
He held back his anger and asked: "Since you have a secret weapon, why didn't you use it earlier? Do you know how many people we lost in the fight against this mutant?"
"That's a secret weapon, General." The researcher said with a half-smile, "If we use it against the final boss, what's the point of calling it a secret weapon?"
The general frowned a little: "Final boss?"
"Number one."
When the researchers mentioned the most perfect work in their minds and uttered these two words, their eyes were filled with pride.
But this kind of pride is cold and inhumane.
It's like praising a very useful tool, full of chilling flavor.
The general's lips moved, as if reason made him swallow those words that would make both parties unhappy.
The researcher continued, "Number One has the strongest body and the most terrifying strength. This strength will increase exponentially after evolution! Compared to Number One, other mutants are like its defective products. We will never be able to create a perfect artificial creature like it!"
Hearing this, the general shuddered and said with gritted teeth, "Yes, it is very powerful, but have you ever thought that after evolving into its full form, No. 1 will be even more difficult to deal with than No. 7? How are we going to resist its revenge then?!"
The researcher smiled, then suddenly became tight-lipped at this point.
"That's what we need to worry about, General. You'd better focus on this mission."
The general kept pinching his forehead, guessing that the researchers were so confident because of the secret weapon mentioned earlier.
He took a deep breath and decided that after returning this time, he would never accept any mission to be sent abroad with the researchers.
Being with such a scientist with no moral integrity can really refresh your worldview.
The general patiently asked, "How long will it take for the medicine to take effect?"
"From the moment it hit the ground."
As if mentioning something that interested him, the researcher finally spoke again.
"This psychedelic drug is a new drug we developed, and we were worried that we couldn't find a test subject that could withstand its power. By the way, its raw material, psychedelic grass, is also a new variety cultivated in the experimental base. The inspiration came from a psychedelic fox that ran away before. I don't know if there is still a chance to catch it back."
"We just used the leftover materials from making medicine to develop aphrodisiac incense, but the people of Realism regarded it as a treasure. It's a bit funny to think about it. But it's a good thing, and it can be regarded as supplementing some of the experimental funds."
The researchers said enthusiastically: "The most terrifying thing about this psychedelic drug is that it cannot be degraded by high temperatures. It is difficult for ordinary people to be vigilant against it in the midst of gunfire."
"As soon as hallucinogens take effect, the lysine diethylamine and synthetic substances in them will instantly act on the dopamine and adrenaline in the body... To put it simply, you've had nightmares, right?"
"Mutation 7 will have a short hallucination and see the thing it fears most in its life - at the critical moment when it is about to evolve into its full form and cannot relax at all."
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The scaled tree viper's body was getting hotter and hotter.
It left the miasma-filled swamp and came to the edge of a quagmire. The mud and water on the ground were heated by its highly heated body and white smoke was rising.
Instinct tells the scale viper that this is normal and means it is about to enter the final stage of becoming a complete form.
But the pain cannot be stopped.
The scaled tree viper does not consider itself a hypocritical snake. It has experienced many cruel things and can endure any pain except death.
But for some reason, it has become particularly fragile now. Despite its repeated resistance, waves of weak emotions still emerge in its mind.
As fragile as that young human being whose eyes can turn red just because of separation.
Warm and sweet...
The scale viper had restrained herself from thinking about him.
As a result, once a crack appeared in the built-up mental defense, it was like cement that had been dried by wind for a thousand years. With the slightest touch, it would crack in the middle and then completely disintegrate.
Finally, after struggling with its own weakness for a while, the scale viper gave up.
If just thinking about what youth looks like can alleviate some of the pain brought about by evolution, then why not do it?
But just thinking about the warm face made the scale viper feel that it was not enough.
Snakes are always greedy, and they wanted more.
So the scale viper thought deeper, searching its memory for scenes that could be called reassuring.
There are many.
When it was with the human youth, almost every moment, it no longer had to worry about its future or where to hide so as not to be discovered by the people of the First Base.
When the warm palm touches its head and the gentle voice sounds above its head.
When Wen Xin discovered its stealing behavior, he was angry but couldn't bear to hit it. He then showed a smile of helpless pampering.
When Wen Xin noticed its sensitivity and uneasiness curled up in the darkness, he picked it up without hesitation and confidently handed its fragile neck to its fangs.
The scale viper almost forgot all the harm it had suffered in the research base in the past. It only remembered the warmth of the young man's palm, so warm.
It will be soon. It will be soon.
The scaled tree viper curled up its body, raised the tip of its tail, and thought lazily.
When it evolves into its complete form this time, it will be able to go out and look for Wen Xin's whereabouts.
Wen Xin is such a big living person, but his brother actually lost him. He is so useless.
The scale viper had a lot of random thoughts.
It always feels that something is not right. Does it usually think so much?
But it is difficult to control those wild thoughts.
To find warmth and sweetness, it must first evolve successfully.
But evolution failed?
Tsk, it's not one of those weak mutants, how could it be possible...
【How is it impossible? 】
A cold sneer suddenly emerged from the scale viper's mind, like an icy spike piercing its heart.
The scales of the scaled viper explode.
Its pupils shrank into a vertical line, and it suddenly stood up like a mountain, shouting at the surroundings: "Who?!"
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In the distance, the general who saw this scene through a telescope secretly clenched his fist and breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, the medicine is working!"
As a result, the researcher standing next to him immediately put down his telescope, turned around and entered the armored vehicle without looking back.
The members of the scientific research team who came with the researchers also began to clean up the instruments on the ground and move them into the car.
The general was stunned, walked over a few steps, and asked in surprise: "Dr. Anqi, are you planning to leave at this time?"
"Number Seven is about to go into a berserk state."
Dr. Anzi narrowed his eyes and smiled: "The moment its emotions collapse, it will release its natural desire for killing and frantically attack all living things within its sight."
"When there is no living thing left for No. 7 to vent his anger on, he will turn his anger on himself and eventually bite himself to death."
After Dr. Anzi finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair calmly: "I advise you to let some of your men stay and wait for the results. Regardless of success or failure, you are not suitable to stay here. The spies of other forces will find out."
"The research is about to enter the final testing phase. Before we find the ladder for human evolution, it is better not to confront everyone so quickly. After all, most people in this world are ordinary people trapped by emotions and cannot withstand the darkness before dawn."
"But it doesn't matter. One day, everyone will know that we are right."
Dr. Anzi glanced at the speechless man and smiled: "Is that what you said, General?"
The armored vehicle carried Dr. Anzi and his group away without any regrets.
The general stood there, holding the telescope in his hand, his fingertips turning white from the force.
After a long pause, he pressed his throbbing forehead and said to his subordinates who came to ask for instructions in a hoarse voice: "Leave a small team here to observe the situation and report the news to the base in time."
"Everyone else, evacuate 20 kilometers away now and prepare to kill the mutant No. 7 that failed to evolve!"
"Yes, sir!"
The scale viper is still fighting off hallucinations.
But it was doomed to fail.
Because this is not an illusion at all, but the fear that the subconscious mind resists accepting.
The more you resist, the less you think about it, the clearer it becomes.
The scale viper was in a trance, immersed in an imaginary scene.
It failed in evolution, and the murderous nature took over the brain's will.
The hatred for having its scales plucked out, its bones broken and its blood drained in the past at the base surged up, causing it to retaliate against humans wantonly and madly.
It killed a lot of people, a lot of mutants.
The blood splashed all over the sky like a brutal rainstorm, dripping on its scales.
The magnificent green color that it was proud of was also dyed into an ominous blood red by the rain.
But the killing still did not stop, it was still killing, killing non-stop.
There was no discomfort at all, instead it was an extreme enjoyment.
Perhaps that is what it really is, a venomous snake that has retained its original ferocity and takes pleasure in killing.
But just when the scale viper was enjoying the taste, someone suddenly called out to it.
The man asked in a trembling voice: Ah Lu?
——Alu...did you do all this?
The scale viper turned its head suddenly.
It saw the young man with eyes full of disbelief.
The young man knelt on the ground among the corpses, staring up at the huge thing, as if it were a tiny speck of dust.
The scale viper finally saw the familiar fear in those eyes that were as warm as water.
A fear that makes it feel very dissatisfied and angry.
So the scale viper bared its fangs at the young man, intending to teach this ignorant human a lesson.
It was this action, the uncontrollable desire to hurt the young man, that made its heart beat wildly at this moment.
The blood in the whole body seemed to surge up, like magma burning the blood vessels, and the whole snake's sanity was on the verge of collapse.
One step deeper and there is the abyss below.
The scale viper's true self-consciousness was floating in this madness that was about to solidify into substance, and it thought vaguely.
It turns out that this is what it is really afraid of.
At this moment.
"Alu!!!"
The young man's roar was like a bolt of lightning, piercing through the thick fog and suddenly piercing into the Scaled Viper's chaotic mind.
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Wen Xin really didn't expect that even the Metasequoia trees were almost blown away, and the thick fog actually became a thorn in his side.
In just a short while, they gathered together again.
Fortunately, he had seen a tall shadow before and could vaguely determine the direction.
On the way from getting off the bus to here, Wen Xin was carried by the red keals.
But at this moment, he no longer cared about his sore arm.
"Fly down a little, yes, right here!"
It fell to the ground, and Wen Xin used his crutches to search for it.
But no matter how hard I looked, I couldn't find any trace of the snake.
The fog is too thick.
Wen Xin was almost going crazy. The way the Scaled Viper pounded the ground crazily just now clearly showed that something was not right.
Fortunately, before he set out to look elsewhere, a cat meowed.
"Meow~"
Wen Xin turned around subconsciously.
A small green ball jumped out from the side and went straight into his arms.
There was a lot of blood on Tuanzi's body, but he didn't care. He looked up and called him happily.
In an instant, Wen Xin saw the excitement and fear in Tuanzi's eyes.
Those fragile emotions solidified into something solid, almost threatening to flow out of her red eye sockets.
But the green dumplings didn't show any.
Wen Xin, Wen Xin, it's really you.
It rubbed its head against the young man's shoulder, as if to confirm that he was real and not an illusion, and it couldn't wait to proudly puff out its chest.
"Meow!"
I have good news for you. I have evolved successfully!
Finally, Green Dumpling carefully looked at Wen Xin's current appearance.
Its happy expression froze, and even the corners of its mouth slowly tightened, with shock and anger.
The green group looked at the young man's tattered and dirty clothes, then at the crutch in his hand and his injured foot, and then at his thin and haggard face.
...How could this happen?
Green Dumpling felt so distressed when he looked at Wen Xin that his teeth were about to break.
Its tail, which was flying high in the air, also wilted and it cried in a low voice, like a sob of pain.
"Meow... meow?"
How did you get yourself into this state? How much suffering have you endured during this period of time?
Green Ball slowly approached Wen Xin's face, his eyes full of sadness.
Just now it almost failed in its evolution, but it was the warm cry that woke it up suddenly, grabbed the last bit of its rationality, and sounded a wake-up call in its mind.
How could it have the idea of being lost?
How could it forget that it had made a promise?
The green ball stuck out his tongue and licked Wen Xin's forehead, again and again.
"Meow."
It doesn't matter. As I promised you, no one will be able to bully you anymore.
From this moment on, you are the safest person in the world.
【Author's words】
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