"Really?" Yu Xifeng stepped forward.
The blade was suspended on the ground.
The scenes on both sides were like Asura hell.
Those women who are entangled with mutants,
For some of them, it is difficult to define them as human beings.
Sharp screams,
There were also weak sobbing sounds that continued to irritate Yu Xifeng's nerves.
Guan Zhizhong was still chattering.
“Why can’t they have children?
"They are useless,"
"If the human race is only passed down to our generation, wouldn't that be too sad?"
"What's the point of fighting for them? Have you seen the data on newborns in the northern base? 50,000 people, the last base of mankind, in two years, no more than 500 babies were born.
How terrible is this?”
There are actually five hundred babies born?
Yu Xifeng heard from the survivors in his previous life that
In the endless extreme environments, few of the last batch of newborns survived.
In his two lifetimes combined, Yu Xifeng had never seen a baby in a cradle.
It's hard to imagine.
Why does Guan Zhizhong have such a strong obsession with something that doesn't exist?
Yu Xifeng had only seen children of a few years old in Tangjiatun.
Tangjiatun is well organized and has a simple staff.
It can be regarded as a paradise on earth.
Even so,
The children of Tangjiatun did not die in the endless natural disasters.
However, many of them died at the hands of Guan Qingji.
The Guan family is a prominent family.
Judging from the people Yu Xifeng has come into contact with.
The Guan family has some kind of hereditary mental illness.
Yu Xifeng thought for a moment and said, "Do you know Guan Qingji?"
Guan Zhizhong didn't expect Yu Xifeng to say this. He was stunned: "Qingji? Have you seen him?"
It seems that they know each other. Counting with fingers, Guan Zhizhong is older than Guan Qingji.
Yu Xifeng said: "I'll take you to see him."
After this conversation, the distance between the two has been shortened a lot.
What Yu Xifeng finally took out was a pistol.
The bullet failed to hit Guan Zhizhong.
Two transparent baffles dropped from the sky, blocking the front and back aisles.
The bullet hit the baffle with a sound of metal and stone.
The baffle was slightly deformed, but did not break.
Yu Xifeng glanced at Guan Zhizhong who was standing at the end of the aisle and seemed to have everything under control.
She retracted the gun and raised the knife to cut at the bullet hole.
The smile at the corner of Guan Zhizhong's lips looked very dazzling.
There was the sound of ropes rubbing against mechanisms; there were quite a few devices underground.
It’s not smart, but it’s easy to use.
Yu Xifeng's heart was filled with alarm.
Tick. Tick.
Paint dripped onto the ground.
Yu Xifeng took a step back and looked up.
There is actually a suspended ceiling in the basement, with many pipe openings on it.
Oil paint was pouring out from the pipe on Yuxi Fengtou.
Judging from the ingredients, it is the same kind that is painted on the body of the goddess.
When I was outside, I thought it was some kind of paint.
Fits on the surface of the human body.
At this place, the oil paints were wrapping women's bodies on one side and containing all kinds of strange mutants on the other.
The tragic situation in the dungeon, these women are able to overcome reproductive isolation and mate with mutants.
Maybe that's the effect of this oil paint.
Although I don’t know what this oil paint is, one thing is beyond doubt.
It is indeed alive.
Yu Xifeng couldn't understand this oil paint.
But I have already experienced the bad luck of oil paint.
Don't get involved.
Yu Xifeng took two steps back.
The aisle is very narrow and there is not much room to maneuver.
Oil paint was still pouring into the cricket pupa.
Yu Xifeng felt a breath of destruction.
But it's not certain yet.
The oil paint has already spread to my feet.
Climbing up the shoes, he was about to reach Yu Xifeng's trouser legs.
Guan Zhizhong stared at the scene closely, with the smile on his face growing bigger and bigger.
Once it touches the skin,
Yu San will never be able to escape from his control in his entire life.
Guan Zhizhong thought with malice.
The oil paints began to shrink back.
It was like being in great pain, or encountering a natural enemy.
Twisted like a braid,
Makes a sound like grinding teeth.
Guan Zhizhong could hardly believe his eyes.
In the cage, a girl with grass-like fluffy hair saw this scene. Her eyes lit up.
"Goddess...Goddess."
She climbed out of the dungeon and knelt down devoutly towards the cage where Yu Xifeng disappeared: "Goddess!"
The women clapped their hands on the transparent panels.
"Goddess, please——"
"Goddess, save me, help me——"
"Goddess, goddess, goddess——"
They spontaneously bowed and shouted in the cage.
Guan Zhizhong's face became increasingly gloomy.
"Shut up, everyone."
Yu Xifeng was still standing there, but the paint that had just climbed onto Yu Xifeng's body had lost its target, and even its vitality had weakened a lot.
I started to hide away without any reason.
Yu Xifeng didn't do anything, just sprinkled a little water.
It is the water in the space, and also the living water for Yu Xifeng and Zhang Qiu.
With water like this, Yu Xifeng has an entire lake.
Yu Xifeng can basically confirm that this oil paint is of the destructive type.
I have practiced it many times.
A product of space, it has restraint on destruction.
The efficacy of the variants is still unclear.
Strictly speaking,
Xiaoju and Canghui are both much larger than before and can be considered mutants.
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