Chapter 504: Kill the Virgin Mary First in the End of the World (Twenty-Six)
"Oh shit! Go check it out! There's a mutant cat at the entrance to the base!"
"Mutated cat? What mutant cat?"
"Oh, haven't you read any apocalypse novels? People will turn into zombies, and plants and animals will mutate!"
"Fuck! Of course I've read apocalypse literature, but what's so interesting about mutant cats? Aren't they just bigger than normal cats?"
For example, a cat that originally weighed only a dozen pounds, after being infected by the doomsday virus, mutated into a sheep weighing hundreds of pounds, or even a tiger weighing several hundred pounds.
What's this-
Well, the bystander who still likes to argue even at the end of the world admits that mutant cats are indeed pretty.
"What do you mean by 'what's there to see'? I tell you, there's a lot to see."
"What? From what you said, that mutant cat is not an ordinary mutant cat?"
"Tsk! If you say that, I won't accept it. Could it be possible that it can mutate into a human?"
This isn't a cultivation channel. Animals can even transform when they reach a certain level of cultivation.
"That's right! Congratulations, you got it right!"
The passerby who came to share the latest gossip snapped his fingers, indicating that you guessed it right!
“Fuck!”
“What the hell!”
Tan Linlang sat on the ground in a mess, exuding a sense of hostility from the inside out.
Originally, she was not interested in these boring gossips at all.
But when she heard about the cat that had mutated into a human, it was like a bolt of lightning struck her brain.
A mutant cat with a human face? That, that isn't the villain's "battle pet"? Could it be that the villain has arrived?
Is it possible? He once appeared in the west base?
"How is that impossible! I, I am the heroine!"
"Although her space was taken away and she suffered so much torture, she was able to fight back in desperate situations. This is what a heroine should be like!"
Tan Linlang's heart, tortured by the cruel end of the world, has become numb and cold.
But the moment I thought of this possibility, I suddenly came back to life.
Yes! It must be the little villain! He's here! And as long as I find him and make him fall in love with me, I, I can stand at the top of the apocalypse hand in hand with him!
Those people, no matter they are lowly ants or arrogant psychics, they, they can no longer bully me!
Thinking of this bright prospect, Tan Linlang gritted her teeth and stood up.
She brushed off the dust on her body, tried her best to tidy up her dirty and torn clothes, and walked towards the entrance of the base.
After more than a week of construction, there were large machines, people with special abilities, and a large number of ordinary laborers.
The outer walls of the base were erected high.
Modeled after the style of ancient cities, the base is divided into several parts including the inner city, outer city and city wall.
The city wall is square, with gates in the four directions of east, south, west and north.
But, most of the time, only two city gates were open, one for "entry" and one for "exit".
The other two gates were closed and guarded by sentries.
Therefore, such a large base has only one entrance.
Tan Linlang didn't even need to ask any special questions and went straight to the East City Gate.
Normally, the East City Gate is always in good order.
Everyone entering the base will register their identity information and undergo a "security check" to make sure they have no scratches or bites from zombies, and then be sent to an isolation room nearby for 24 hours.
Only after it is finally confirmed that there are no problems will you be allowed to enter the base.
Although many people enter the base every day, it is an official base and has its own rules.
The survivors just need to follow the procedures step by step.
Therefore, there are always many people at the city gate but it is not chaotic.
But today, a large group of people gathered at the city gate, all surrounding something, pointing and clicking their tongues.
"Oh my god! I've never seen anything like this before. I actually saw a mutant cat with a human face."
"This, this really surpasses my imagination. I thought the mutations described in novels refer to changes in body shape, temperament, etc., but I didn't expect it to be so mysterious!"
"Hiss! I suddenly have a bad feeling. Do you think it's possible that this cat is a transformed human?"
"…Fuck! Stop it! It's too creepy. Look, I have goose bumps on my arms!"
"That's right! Don't talk nonsense! How can a person turn into a cat? Besides, have you ever seen a cat transformed so completely?"
Tan Linlang squeezed into the crowd with difficulty, her ears filled with all kinds of discussions and speculations.
When she heard the words “cat body and human face”, Tan Linlang’s eyes became brighter.
That’s right!
It must be a villain! If it is just a mutant cat, there may be other supernatural beings.
However, the "cat with a human face" can only be the one raised by the little villain.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
Tan Linlang became more and more anxious, and she tried her best to squeeze in.
However, after being tortured for several days in the apocalypse, she was tired and hungry, and had wounds on her body from recent beatings.
Coupled with her gender disadvantage, she had almost no strength.
Hard squeeze?
It's impossible to squeeze in.
The key point is that even though Tan Linlang has been in poverty for several days, he still has a bit of pride.
When squeezing in, no one even says "be polite".
"Hey! What are you pushing for?"
"That's right. Oh shit, why is it so dirty? Did you just roll out of a trash can?"
"Hurry up, get out of the way, don't dirty my clothes!"
"roll!"
There were a few spectators whose clothes looked cleaner, and even if we didn’t know their background, the fact that they were able to keep clean and maintain such a mental state in the end times was enough to prove that they were “strong”.
Even if he is not a psychic, he is still capable of hunting zombies.
Ordinary people basically look like Tan Linlang, thin and disheveled.
Therefore, with just one encounter, each party can guess the other's "identity".
A few spectators continued to act arrogantly.
And Tan Linlang could only hate him in secret.
But she really didn't want to endure this.
Damn!
She's had enough!
Seeing the contempt and ridicule in the eyes of the spectators, the negative emotions suppressed in Tan Linlang's heart completely erupted.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Of course, no matter how angry she was, she did not completely lose her mind.
She didn't dare to confront those grown men head-on.
She simply stretched her neck and shouted, "Wanqi Jue! Wanqi Jue!"
In the center of the crowd was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, thin, fair, gentle and quiet.
There was a sick look on his face, and he looked no different from those ordinary teenagers struggling to survive in the apocalypse.
But, he was wearing white casual clothes.
White! It would be fine at any other time, but now is the end of the world.
She was actually wearing white clothes, and they were spotless.
Just this outfit can tell everyone: I am the boss, I am not to be trifled with! Not only is the boy dressed neatly, he also has a thick rope in his hand.
At the other end of the rope is a huge "cat".
"Looking at the breed, it should be an orange cat."
"Fuck, it turns out that Big Orange is the most important."
"It's so big, it must weigh at least 200 to 300 kilograms, it can catch up with a tiger!"
"Tsk, they are all cats, there is no difference between mutant cats and tigers."
“It’s this face—”
The people at the gate of the base, whether they were staff or survivors entering the city, were all sincerely amazed when they saw this mutant cat.
The mutant cat's size, ferocity, and human face all challenge everyone's worldview.
Of course, the so-called human face does not really mean putting a face on a cat's head.
Instead, it has anthropomorphic facial features, its "face" is still covered with orange hair, and its mouth is still the three-lobed mouth of a cat.
Well, this is a bit like the "shapeshifting cat" shown in TV dramas or comics.
"Little classmate, come and register."
After the initial shock, the staff quickly reacted and got back to work.
He took out the registration book and began to ask, "Name, age, whether you have special abilities, what kind of special abilities do you have?"
A series of questions came at him, but the boy remained calm and looked at the staff intently.
His eyes were like a deep pool of water, cold and gloomy.
The staff couldn't help but dodge, not daring to look directly into the boy's eyes, as if they would be sucked into the bottomless cold pool in the next second.
The young man pursed his lips and was about to speak when he heard someone in the crowd screaming "Wanqi Jue".
A hint of hostility suddenly flashed across the young man's calm eyes - Who!
Who is calling me? Is there someone who has slipped through the net?
However, the violent look in the boy's eyes flashed away, and he opened his lips slightly and uttered three words lightly, "Wanqi Jue!"
"Which Mo?"
There are too many surnames in China, and there are many homophones.
The staff did not rush to write, but asked carefully.
"It's not 'Mo', but the double surname 'Wanqi'."
The boy looked aloof, but he wasn't that difficult to get along with.
He gestured on the table with his fingers and wrote the two words "Wanqi".
Staff: …Fuck! There really is someone with this last name.
He quickly wrote it down and continued to ask, "Your surname is Wanqi, what's your name?"
"Absolutely! Absolutely hate and detest, absolutely want to kill everyone!"
The boy was so quiet and his voice was clear and pleasant.
Probably because he hasn't entered the voice change period yet, his voice is so pure, clean and clear.
However, the words uttered by such a beautiful voice make people feel inexplicably cold!
Who introduces their name like this?
Jue? Well, it's definitely not a warm and meaningful name.
There is no need to be so "connected".
Hate it deeply?
And they are killing them all? How come this boy, who looks like a handsome boy from a comic book, speaks so coldly? While silently complaining, the staff continued to ask, "How old are you? Do you have any special powers? What are they?"
"Fifteen years old! No powers! Only this mutant cat!"
The boy still answered coldly.
But when he mentioned the "mutant cat", a strange smile flashed across his childish face.
The mutant cat, whose neck was bound by a rope, couldn't help but shudder.
Staff: ... He doesn't have any special powers! But he can keep a mutant cat as a pet, so he must be quite powerful.
Moreover, looking at the mutant cat trembling, it must be extremely afraid of this young man!
(End of this chapter)
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