After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain

44/Seven Streams

Although the situation is severe and the survival rate is extremely low, the rescue has not been given up outside.

All night, the sound of the guns did not stop.

Thermal weapons are still useful against biochemical pollutants. It's just that the headquarters did not dare to use the missiles that were too lethal. After all, there were still hundreds of lives underground.

There were four or five hundred people gathered in the hall of the refuge, and everyone's expressions became anxious.

Lu Yan found the armed man next to him, showed his identity plate, and exchanged a pack of cigarettes for a bow.

These soldiers are ordinary soldiers, serving as the last line of defense. The rest of the Apocalypse have gone to the underground front to curb the spread of pollution.

Lu Yan didn't know what was going on underground.

But as fewer and fewer survivors came out, and the casualty rate increased, he could imagine that the story inside was very tragic.

This is a safety line made of flesh and blood.

Lu Yan picked up his old job and began to help deal with the wounded.

He was wearing a white coat and hung the nameplate of the staff of the research institute. In the chaos, no one stopped him.

Some of the injured are just simple trauma, while others are aberrations caused by pollution diseases.

The latter was placed in a separate quarantine area. There are special wards.

It is said to be a ward, but in fact there is only a curtain in the middle. Just waiting to die in a relatively comfortable place.

Lu Yan casually opened a curtain and walked in. Inside lay an Apocalypse with a broken leg.

"Round round. How did you hurt, tell me." He asked.

"It was bitten by a ghost-faced spider. This thing is not big, but its teeth can easily pierce a battle suit," the Apocalypse who was lying on the hospital bed grinned, "My captain, in order to save me... stay below, haven't come out yet. "

A terrifying sarcoma grew on his knee, and a human face loomed over it.

This patient is probably a talker, Lu Yan just lost his mind for a moment, he has already talked about other places.

"I've also been a volunteer at the research institute. My god, is that what humans can achieve? There's one that breathes fire, thief. It burns wherever you touch your hands. I also want to ask He wanted an autograph, and he told me to sign it after the end, he lives in the 907 dormitory..."

Lu Yan measured the size of the wound with his hand, and was very convinced: "There is no anesthesia. Are you going to cut it?"

"Hey, doctor, it can't be helped," the patient sighed, "this man's face will grow again after being cut off. I've seen other people die, and this face will grow bigger and bigger. The rest of the body is Get sucked dry, and by the time the lesion is 100, the spider legs will emerge from the face as a new contaminant."

Lu Yan said calmly, "Close your eyes and don't move."

The seriously wounded Apocalypse had doubts, but closed his eyes obediently.

Lu Yan took off his gloves, and split his palms with a slit.

After several months without food, the king fish is already very hungry. Almost instantly, it bit into the red sarcoma.

Sarcoma let out a scream.

How should I put it...not very tasty, but still alive.

Lu Yan put on the gloves back: "Okay, the next one."

The treatment process went smoothly. After all, in the early days of the disaster, the pollution value of pollutants was not so high.

What makes Lu Yan uneasy is that 24 hours have passed, but Qiao Yu has not come out.

Four in the morning. After Lu Yan completed the "treatment" of the patients in the intensive care unit, he was able to eat very well.

People get tired easily when they are full. He leaned against the wall and hadn't squinted for half an hour when the ground suddenly shook.

From a distance, a long opening was split open.

The floor was cracked, and the broken lines spread like spider webs.

A slender, huge ant leg protrudes from the crack.

The little ants rushed towards the crowd like a tide.

"Those pollutants, they came up?!"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the commanding Apocalypse. He turned on the pager and asked for support from the ground, but was told that the ground had sent 7 rescue calls.

But without exception, no one managed to get here.

The shelter on the first floor of the research institute has become an isolated island in the ocean of pollutants.

There was a panicked scream in Lu Yan's ear.

On the test table, the pollution level soared to 5400 in an instant.

The Apocalypse who were still in the intensive care area struggled to get up, and while looking for weapons, they yelled at the others: "Enter the life capsule! Everyone finds the life capsule to enter!"

Although it's called a life capsule, it's actually just a solid iron box. There is no energy supply for life in it. It's more like a high-tech version of a sleeping bag.

If you don't solve the pollutants, entering the life capsule will just change the place and wait to die.

Lu Yan didn't move, but began to count how many arrows he had.

The patient beside him was in a hurry, grabbed his collar and said, "Doctor, why are you still standing there, hurry up and leave."

Most of the giant ant's body protruded from the ground.

This ant has an oversized, scissor-like mouthpart. Two long translucent wings are dragging behind it. The abdomen was bulging, with fist-sized eggs surging inside.

It attacked and gave birth at the same time, the eggs in its abdominal cavity sprayed out, and after falling to the ground, they hatched a ferocious worker ant.

The final contamination value for this contaminant is given on the meter. Eight thousand one.

This giant ant is sixteen meters high.

It is the king of the underground world. The migration began two months ago, spanning half of China, and has been rushing from the southern Yunnan plateau to Yanjing.

There are many pollutants like it in the ground.

Even if all the experimental subjects on the ninth floor are released, it cannot be solved at the same time. That's the only fish left that slipped through the net.

Lu Yan thought that Yu Zhizhi only woke up today, but since the dream of her adoptive father, this little girl has already embarked on the path of apocalypse.

The pollutants came to this underground research institute in the suburbs of Yanjing as if they were being recruited, as if they were going to a gathering.

The pitch-black worker ants rushed towards the crowd, a piece of darkness. There is no end in sight.

Someone sprayed a fire extinguisher to kill one, but for the countless ants, it was insignificant. Those who rushed in front were quickly engulfed by the ant tide.

The ants burrowed into all the holes they could, greedily swallowed the last inch of bone and blood, and left their human skin alone as a breeding ground for hatching. Then crawled out contentedly, swarming towards the next victim.

Ever since he became the Apocalypse, Lu Yan had to tie his head to his waistband every three to five days.

He took out a mint from his pocket and put it in his mouth, comforting his patient: "Don't panic, small scene."

He asked, "Is there gasoline? Alcohol is fine, too. Sprinkle some."

The apocalypse reacted for a moment, and then said with great joy: "Yes! Yes!"

Lu Yan climbed to the three-meter-high light. Good view here.

He tied absorbent cotton and cloth strips to the tip of the arrow, and the arrow was flaming and shot at the ant colony like a shooting star.

This slap-sized ant is not invulnerable, the pollution level is only 80 at best, which is better than the large number. The flames caused oil to burst from their bodies, and a layer of meat fat roasted and charred in the air.

Bottles of gasoline and alcohol were splashed on the ants, and the fire quickly spread. The worker ants raised their legs and struggled in the flames.

The giant queen squeaked angrily and laid another white egg.

The white eggs hatch into a colony of winged termites, like mosquitoes, with long mouthparts.

The termites flew towards Lu Yan.

Underneath, the patient who was still pouring gasoline suddenly shouted: "Damn, this stinky ant can't afford to play! Doctor, come down quickly, let's evacuate first!"

Lu Yan didn't answer, but picked up the dagger on his waist, and fine fish scales appeared on his body.

In his fighting class, he always got an A+.

The knife fell, and the corpses of the termites fell to the ground.

The patient was stunned: "Are all the scientific researchers so awesome now?"

The commotion here finally caught the queen's attention.

Lu Yan is not the apocalypse with the highest spiritual power threshold here. The commander himself has a spiritual power threshold of 3700, and is a rare elite in this era.

It originally wanted to deal with the commander of the combat department first, but Lu Yan's behavior really annoyed it.

The queen ant turned around and waved her long legs despite being stabbed several times.

When the queen ant moves forward, it is extremely slow, but when it attacks with its feet, it is extremely fast due to gravity.

In an instant, the pitch-black ant's feet approached Lu Yan, the terrifying barbs on his legs were clearly visible, and he was about to be knocked over by the oncoming wind.

The gap between power and knowledge is a gap that is difficult to bridge.

The scales on Lu Yan's body expanded to the maximum, protecting every part of his body as much as possible. He himself also fell down, increasing the force area, so as not to be slapped to death by a slap.

But instead of falling to the ground, he fell into Tang Xun'an's arms.

The severity of the disease had decreased before, and the dragon scales on Tang Xun'an's face had been retracted. However, it is probably because the talent has been used too frequently recently, and the scales have appeared on his face.

Behind him, the dark dragon wings spread out, even bigger than when they first met.

After Tang Xun'an put down Lu Yan, he didn't say anything, his golden eyes were like burning flames.

He clenched the yellow dust in his hand and flew towards the queen ant. At the moment when the knife was drawn, the world seemed to be covered with a layer of gray.

Many people cried with joy, only Lu Yan frowned deeply.

The brief contact just now made him discover one thing: Tang Xun'an's disease was too severe, so high that the breath of pollutants could almost leak from under the scales. Also, he seems to have been injured.

Lu Yan spread out his hand, he touched Tang Xun'an's arm just now, and now his palm is full of dark red blood.

He was injured in the future.

As if to confirm Lu Yan's guess, as the battle between Tang Xun'an and the ant queen continued to intensify, the distorted features on his body became more and more obvious.

Dragon wings, dragon tails, dragon claws... even the body keeps expanding.

Finally, in everyone's shocked eyes, he completed turning into a black dragon.

The black dragon roared and bit off the queen's neck.

The queen was completely motionless.

Heilong lost a lot of scales on his body, and wounds all over his body. The dragon wings behind him hang down weakly and fall to the ground sideways, like a hill.

The blood that flows out is the stream on the mountain.

The golden longan looked at ‌Lu Yan.

Suddenly, Lu Yan remembered Yu Zhizhi's painting.

The dark dragon, and its weeping eyes.

On the detection equipment, the value given to this black dragon is no longer the degree of disease, but the value of pollution.

The instrument beeps a warning.

After a long silence, a researcher in white came out of the crowd.

Gong Weibin pointed at the black dragon on the ground, his voice trembling: "It is no longer a human being! Don't kill it now, and when its wounds recover, everyone here will die! You can all see it! "

There was a trace of fear in the eyes of many people.

They are all front-line workers and naturally know what the pollutants look like.

The gun in the commander's hand was raised and lowered: "But... this, is this Tang Xun'an?"

"Pollution is irreversible! Minister Wang, you don't want the kindness of women! Are you trying to kill everyone here?"

Gong Weibin's voice was sharp, like a hammer, hitting the commander's heart.

The others didn't speak, just the uneasy expressions on their faces said it all.

"He hasn't completely become a pollutant." Lu Yan suddenly said in the crowd.

An angry look appeared on Gong Weibin's face: "I'm a senior engineer at the research institute! Who are you?"

"I'm his psychological counselor. I've been observing him for the past three months." Lu Yan didn't look at Gong Weibin, but looked at the commander with a firm tone, "I've got it done. ‌. Trust me and let me go."

His confident and calm attitude made the commander nod subconsciously.

In fact, Lu Yan didn't do it. He didn't have the talent for healing at all, but the king fish could eat pollutants. From the previous treatment, after eating the source of pollution, the degree of lesions on the patient can also be significantly reduced.

There was nothing he could do, but he wanted to try. Tang Xun'an could die like a hero, but now all that is left to him is hatred like seeing the enemy.

Under everyone's attention, Lu Yan walked towards him.

The black dragon's breath was still heavy and painful, and his mouth was full of blood.

Its golden eyes collapsed into a vertical line, a sign of the eve of an attack by nature's hunters.

The commander's palms were sweating nervously. He was afraid that Heilong would open his mouth and swallow Lu Yan in one bite.

Lu Yan put his hand on its head, repeating the words from the first meeting: "I didn't come to hurt you, don't be afraid."

The fish scales on Lu Yan's arm were slightly raised, and thin white lines stretched out from under the arm.

Since the king fish evolved into the second form, Lu Yan has not used this method for a long time...eating.

"It'll be fine, I promise you, you won't become a monster." Lu Yan whispered.

The black dragon's golden eyes looked at him.

It was still seriously injured and weak, but a line of tears suddenly flowed out of the corner of its eyes.

At this moment, the dream began to collapse.

The surrounding, whether it is people or scenes, are like broken lenses, and they begin to crumble.

[You are finally back. Baby, I miss you so much. ] The voice of the system sounded in Lu Yan's ear, and he didn't listen to it for three months, but he seemed quite unfamiliar. ]

[Bad news, even though half a minute is not a long time, the appearance of you standing in front of him in a daze has already aroused the alert of Banyan. If I were you, I would immediately feed your chief officer blood, adding a bloodthirsty gene buff. So that he can kill this big banyan tree. ]

The moment Lu Yan raised his head, Tang Xun'an in front of him also opened his eyes.

The emotion in his eyes is something he is very familiar with... attachment.

I don't know why, but Lu Yan felt the embarrassment of being caught off guard with his online dating partner.

However, the time left for them is not enough.

Lu Yan pierced his index finger with his fingernail, took a step forward, and inserted his finger through the gap of Tang Xun'an's bite stopper.

"Lick," he said.