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

71/Seven Streams

The system has no sound.

Therefore, Lu Yan can clearly confirm one thing: now is not reality.

No matter how real the person on the other side looks, it's still the same.

It's just that Lu Yan wasn't quite sure whether Tang Xun'an was a pollutant or something.

At that time, the importance of spending two hundred contributions to move the detector into the mobile phone is reflected.

Tang Xun'an's number was displayed on the mobile phone, and the lesion degree was 93.3. It is no different from the real Tang Xun'an.

Lu Yan's mood gradually calmed down, and he slowly replied, "I have been sleepy recently."

After he finished speaking, he recorded a series of numbers on the note on his mobile phone.

"If you're sleepy, then take a nap."

Tang Xun'an smiled and replied, with a very gentle tone.

Lu Yan "tsk" in his heart. I feel that Tang Xun'an looks better when he is a cool brother, and his smile is not so exciting.

Of course, maybe it's because the fake face has a face and doesn't have that kind of temperament.

Tang Xun'an said, "I'll take you to the prevention and treatment center."

Lu Yan seriously thought about whether to follow him or not. After weighing it, he found that there were still too many variables. Yes, he replied, "No need, Mr. Tang. They are not familiar with each other."

Tang Xun'an's expression suddenly became very hurt.

Lu Yanlang's heart was iron, and he was unmoved. Called a beep taxi on the phone.

Tang Xun'an: "Then let's take you to the car. Otherwise, don't worry."

Lu Yan was hesitant to speak, but he was 1.8 meters tall and could smash through the road with one punch. Unless a high-level pollutant suddenly pops up, under normal circumstances, he will not be in any danger.

Then Lu Yan realized that he couldn't be too absolute.

A beeping driver with a brain, parked on the edge of the road.

Yes, with a brain. The driver had no face from the neck up, only a bright red, wrinkled brain flower. The surface of the brain was still red blood, exuding a terrifying breath.

The surrounding pollution value soared to 6000 in an instant.

The phone showed that the driver had arrived and asked him to get into the car as soon as possible.

Lu Yan glanced, **** it, even the license plate number could match. ‌Can the brain flower really get a driver's license and drive a motor vehicle on the road?

Lu Yan immediately chose to complain to the platform about the driver's illegal driving and canceled the order.

It's just that he canceled it seemed too late.

The brain flower driver pulled the door and got out of the car.

Tang Xun'an's expression changed slightly, he blocked Lu Yan's body, raised Huang Chen in his hand, and swung a knife decisively.

‌The brain flower was cut in half with a knife. Falling to the ground, the white brain was mixed with blood and splashed all over the asphalt road.

‌‌The broken brain flowers did not die, but grew into small brains.

The brains seem to have grown legs, scurrying around, chasing their hunting targets.

Some brain flowers go directly into the brains of ordinary people, and the original brain flowers are squeezed out. ‌‌The ordinary person who was occupied with his brain soon showed a sick smile on his face.

Some brain flowers grow out of large mouths, bite the scalps of ordinary people, and **** the brains out of them, but then go away, looking for the next victim.

Seeing the scene, Lu Yan's Naoren felt a sudden pain, like the pain of being pricked with acupuncture.

Tang Xun'an's face became serious: "It's a diffusible source of pollution, and there can be nothing wrong with City A. Lu Yan, if you want to use the dragon's breath, you need to borrow your blood."

Lu Yan took a half step back: "What if you don't?"

Tang Xun'an stared at him with a complicated expression: "Sorry, Lu Yan. You can't gamble with the lives of the entire city a."

 The Tang Xun'an in the knowledge space is no different from the reality. He possesses absolute and irresistible power.

He was embraced by a fake Tang Xun'an, like a gazelle thrown to the ground by a lion. Apart from the limbs still struggling weakly, there is nothing left to resist.

Lu Yan could feel the sharp teeth biting his neck.

The blood was quickly drawn from the body, and because of the excessive blood loss, his body quickly felt cold.

Lu Yan's consciousness became blurred.

From the glass window, he saw Tang Xun'an's reflection.

There was no emotion in those golden eyes, only the most primitive desire to eat.

"Tang...Xun'an..."

It was so similar that even if he knew that it was fake, Lu Yan was in a trance for a moment.

very real. Tactile sensation, pain sensation, vision, everything is indistinguishable from reality.

Because it is true, it is painful.

On the verge of death, Lu Yan's body struggled because of instinct.

But this kind of struggle is useless, the other's embrace is like a solid iron.

Soon, Lu Yan stopped breathing.

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...

"Sir, you don't look very well? Do you need help?"

The flight attendant's voice was full of concern.

Lu Yan raised his head suddenly, and covered his neck consciously.

The experience of being drained of blood and dying was so real and clear that even when he woke up, there was still pain in his mind.

Lu Yan looked at his phone. It was 11pm on August 29th, and the plane from city k to city a had just taken off.

Yes, he arrived at the hour.

Flight attendant: "Sir, you're sweating a lot. Is there something wrong with you?"

Lu Yan stood up from his seat: "It's okay, I just had a nightmare."

He walked to the bathroom and whispered in his mind, "System?"

The system still has no answer.

Lu Yan checked his phone and turned to the memo. The numbers he left behind in the last round of death were not found.

The numbers he wrote were a string of cipher texts, and the translated version was—this is fake, you are Lu Yan.

Lu Yan looked at himself in the mirror, and he didn't know when, his eyes had turned silver.

Wang Yu probably sensed that he was in a bad mood, so he cut a hole in his palm and licked Lu Yan's fingertips.

Lu Yan could feel that he had forgotten some things.

He has always had a good memory, and there seem to be a lot of file boxes in his brain, keeping things for him.

Today, some of the drawers in the ‌‌ file box are empty.

And Lu Yan didn't even know what he had forgotten.

There is a saying that people are made of memories.

Memory endows a person with "self", and it is also the characteristic of one "brain" that distinguishes another "brain".

If all the memories disappear, what is left behind? An empty body? Is that body still him?

Lu Yan didn't know, but he felt that it would definitely not be a good thing.

There must be a way to remember.

If you can't use your brain, you can only use your body to remember.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Yan lifted the sleeves of his clothes. He took out the knife on his waist and cut a deep wound on his arm.

He said to the king fish in his body: "Remember for me."

Wang Yu twisted for a long time, and he didn't know how he twisted the word "good". It was the tip of the forked tongue compared to a thumb.

...

...

This time, Lu Yan died in a plane crash.

When I woke up again, time went backwards again.  When it came to   , he was still at the Pollution Disease Prevention and Control Center in X City.

He fell asleep in the ward where Zong Yan was being treated. When he woke up, he was lying on Zong Yan's lap with a gentle expression in the other's red eyes.

"Are you too tired recently? Doctor. Why did you fall asleep?" 07 asked.

Lu Yan lowered his head and immediately looked at the arm under the long sleeve.

The traces on it are still there.

Lu Yan believed in himself.

Whether he remembers it or not, in each round he will use a method to make the next "self" remember it.

So his mentality gradually became peaceful, and he began to try to find a way to crack it.

Calmness and enough information are the keys for human beings to find hope in despair.

This time, Lu Yan died under the knife of the pig head butcher.

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...

Kingdom of God.

The largest brain shares brain waves with other brains.

What it can see, others can also see.

In the picture, Lu Yan has already traced back to the time when he encountered the frog man in K City.

A larger brain sighed: "The individual is really tenacious."

The other brains chirped in agreement.

"Yeah, most people lose their consciousness after five or six deaths. It's been ten times, and they're still in circles."

"What a strong body, when he joins our family, he will definitely be a beautiful brain flower!"

"Why? He joined in. Wouldn't it be better to eat directly?" There was a weak-minded questioner.

Its proposal was unanimously echoed by others.

"That is, in order to kill him, they also lost a good number of believers. Now they are trapped in the house and can't get out, and the outside believers use one less than one. Not to mention that there are twenty more Third brother."

"Yeah, Brother Twenty-three has been lurking outside for a long time. He said that he was a god-given person, and he was doing **** every day, and his body was weak."

In the kingdom of God, brain flowers are ranked according to their seniority. Like brother 23, because he weighs 507g, he ranks 23.

The largest brain in the kingdom of God occupies 70% of the weight of all brain flowers.

The epidermis of a cerebrum flower is like breathing, opening and closing. If the epidermis of a brain can be connected to a wire, the bioelectric energy generated by thinking is enough to supply the street lights of the entire street.

All brains are optimistic, only it is extraordinarily silent.

With the help of believers, it successfully allowed No. 23's brain to enter Lu Yan's consciousness space under the effect of hypnosis.

The so-called "consciousness space" refers to the place where a person's self-consciousness and subconsciousness are located.

According to the iceberg theory, subconsciousness is 9 out of 10 glaciers buried under actual memory.

In the past, brains inhabited this place, occupied this place. I know how to wear off the top tenth of a person.

The subconscious is not controlled by people, just like it is difficult for people to control their dreams.

Therefore, God is also given room to play. In , it should have been the omnipotent king.

However... Lu Yan's consciousness space is not controlled by it.

Although the other party's memory is fading, and the door of subconscious knowledge is slowly opening towards him, God understands that he is just a spectator and passerby who hastily intruded.

It can only be passively accepted, not like the past, such as the gods controlling everything.

There are more terrifying beings occupying the interior. God does not know what it is, and can even feel that it is still sleeping, but it is only the deep breathing in the sleep, which also makes God have the urge to escape.

But it can't run. Unless the space of consciousness is completely occupied, or 23 is eliminated. Otherwise, no one can leave.

It even gave God a vague remorse. It is not a big issue for believers to die if they die. If it doesn't have a small brain, it doesn't matter, as long as it has enough brains, death can't catch up with him.

It can only pray that everything is its own delusion.

After all, how could a human being have such a terrible thing in his body.