Apocalypse: I Have a Super Farm

Li Tianran was a little surprised when he suddenly saw someone from the Umbrella Company appear in the news.

For Li Tianran at this time, he can ignore other drug-trafficking families and big warlords who use bad means to create evolutionaries for the time being, because the evolutionaries created by these people will not have any conflicts with Li Tianran in a short time.

But umbrella companies are different.

Li Tianran 100% believes that once the Umbrella Company has created a strong team of evolutionaries, Li Tianran must be among the targets of their wielding knives, and it is even possible that the first one will be Li Tianran!

After several fights, the Umbrella Corporation suffered a big loss in Li Tianran's hands. If they didn't retaliate, three-year-olds wouldn't believe it!

Li Tianran can ignore anyone else for the time being, but for Umbrella Headquarters, that must not be let go.

No matter who the grievances between them originated from, both sides have been unable to turn back when things have come to this point. The only thing they can do is to send each other to hell with red eyes!

"Now I'm in the dark, the Umbrella Company is in the light... and the farm is developing steadily, and I also have a large number of warriors who can be mobilized at will. It's time to completely solve this matter." Li Tianran's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

He doesn't want to give Umbrella Corporation any more time to continue to strengthen its strength. The longer the time, the more changes that may occur.

He wants to solve this matter perfectly before Yan Huang is in complete chaos!

"Ding Lu, come here..." Li Tianran opened the window and shouted to Ding Lu, who was busy in the barn.

...

In ancient India, the Umbrella Corporation used radiation toxins to make evolutionary "concentration camps".

The icy huge warehouse is divided into cramped cubicles with simple iron sheets, and each cubicle has a heavy iron chair. The armrests of the iron chair are full of blood and nails.

The blood penetrated into the gap of the iron chair, forming a dried black blood scab.

These iron chairs are like the interrogation chairs used by the military and police to interrogate mortals. The people sitting on the chairs are imprisoned with thick chains and iron rings.

The dark-skinned civilians sat on iron chairs with panic or bewildered expressions on their faces, letting the staff in the compartment wearing thick protective clothing put heavy weights on their hands and legs. shackles.

Those staff took out an injection at random from the foam insulation box next to it,

The needle squeezed out some yellowish liquid and expelled all the air.

"Excuse me... What kind of medicine is this? What kind of disease is it used to cure? (Old Hindi)"

A middle-aged man looked at the color of the injection in the hands of the staff, and suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart. He always felt that the color of the drug was a little familiar, very similar to... the melted water in the river outside the town.

The mercenary who acted as a temporary staff glanced at him blankly, and then said indifferently: "Plague."

"Plague? But I haven't heard that there is a plague in the world now..." The middle-aged man said very fast.

The staff member just glanced at him indifferently, and then stopped answering his question, just mechanically picking up the syringe and piercing his vein.

"No no no! I'm not doing human experiments anymore! I don't want the food and water you gave me either... Let me go, let me go..." The man suddenly felt a great fear pressing down on him, making his heart go crazy Jumping, all the hairs on his body stand up.

It's a biological instinct for danger, but most humans have slowly faded this ability over many years of evolution, and only a few people have this kind of alertness.

This middle-aged man, he always felt that after these dim liquids were injected into his body, terrible things would happen!

Boom!

Boom!

A huge collision sounded, and the middle-aged man struggled desperately, but he was still unable to break free from the shackles of the chains.

The staff looked grimly and poured the dim liquid into the blood vessels of the middle-aged man's arm.

"Uh..." The expression of the middle-aged man suddenly changed. There were countless tiny cyan blood vessels bursting out on his face, and his eyes were covered with blood at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.

His limbs were tensed, twitching frantically, and blood-stained saliva was constantly leaking from between his clenched teeth.

The staff on the side looked at the man's reaction very solemnly, holding a sharp dagger in his hand, and the blood tank was full of dried black blood.

Obviously, more than dozens of "experimental subjects" have died under this knife...

There were constant groans and screams in the surrounding compartments.

The muscles of this man's body were squirming non-stop, as if torn and reorganized. At the same time, his eyes became loose, and an aura called "death" gradually enveloped him.

"..." The staff's tense muscles slowly relaxed.

Nearly 100 people have injected this medicine through his hands. Once this happens, the death of this experimental subject is doomed.

He turned around to get the walkie-talkie, and said softly, "Century 089, send another experiment in."

A response came quickly from the walkie-talkie.

He turned his head and opened the heavy chain on the iron chair with the key, ready to drag the corpse out.

In the past few days, he has repeatedly done this kind of action countless times, watching the lives disappear in his hands, his heart has long been numb.

This experimental body's performance is not bad, at least it did not mutate like some experimental bodies, and in the end he had to stab the dagger into the opponent's brain, and the compartment was bloody...

The Umbrella Company has been conducting "drug experiments" in this marginal city for seven days. At least tens of thousands of people have been involved in this tragic "God-making Project", but among these experimental subjects, only the only survivors survived. one person.

He didn't die from radiation toxins, and he didn't mutate his limbs, he had great power and became a super human.

That night, the experimental body was urgently transported back to Yanhuang.

1 in 10,000 chance!

The staff has also calculated that if this probability continues, I am afraid that the entire city will eventually be able to produce two or three super humans.

At this time, some surviving people in the city seemed to be afraid of the "drug experiment", and many fewer people took the initiative to participate in the experiment in the past two days.

It seems that it won't be long before a team is dispatched to violently arrest those experimental subjects...

The staff thought so and moved the body down.

But he immediately sensed something was wrong.

This corpse was very heavy, at least two to three times heavier than an ordinary corpse!

And most importantly, he felt that the corpse was moving.

He raised his head suddenly.

What he saw was a pair of blazing white eyes filled with tiny blue light spots, like an endless starry sky.

"Great Brahma..." The mercenary seemed to have lost all his ability to think and muttered to himself.

The electrical equipment in the entire warehouse caused a huge disturbance at this moment, and a blue fire came out...