Necromancer Doomsday

More than 100 kilometers north of Linjiang City, there is a small village with large and small houses scattered in a pattern. If you look down from the sky, you can find that the village is round, almost It has a diameter of more than a thousand meters.

With a 5-Layer building in the center as the center, this building is very old from the outside, at least more than 20 years old, with mottled walls and traces of time.

The weird thing is that in the whole village, there is not half a silhouette, not even a small animal. It is so quiet that it makes people have one's hair stand on end.

But this is not the point. If someone can see through, look down and through the thick surface, there will be shocking discoveries.

At the second ten meters underground, there is a thick silver-gray layer, which stretches the ground like some kind of alloy, and under the silver-gray is a huge base.

In the research area of ​​the base, in a huge spacious room, many advanced instruments are placed, and there is a huge LCD panel on the wall.

In addition, there are many huge glassware like those in American science fiction movies neatly arranged. What is shocking is that there are some strange things in those glassware.

It seems that many of them are organs, and not human organs, because human organs are not that big.

A dozen people wearing silver white protective clothing are busy here, some are observing instruments, some are recording, some are doing experiments and so on.

Suddenly, the LCD panel on the wall jumped, and a picture appeared. I saw a middle-aged man in uniform sitting on a huge chair, the armrest of the chair was like the head of a tiger , This middle age person has a serious face and is filled with the imposing manner of the superiors without anger.

He put his hands on the armrest of the chair, as if seeing everything in the research room through the LCD panel.

"General Huyao, do you have anything to do?" It seems that it should be the person in charge of this research room. Elderly, about 60 years old, looked at the panel and said.

"What's the progress?" The middle-aged man said slowly, his voice carrying an inexplicable pressure.

"Through the genes of mutant organisms, our research has achieved a major breakthrough. We have produced a drug that can stimulate human genes to cause mutation. We named this drug the magical energy stimulation drug. The first generation." This Elderly pushed the glasses on the bridge of the nose, meticulously serious, and said: "The current daoist experiment has obtained data. The magic energy can inspire the first generation of medicine. There is a 10% chance that humans can successfully genetically mutate and obtain magic. With controlling ability, there is a 30% chance of being backlashed by mana, and a 60% chance of dying."

"10%." Middle-aged man frowned known as General Huyao , As if the tiger is angry: "The probability is so low, what is the ability of the magic warrior?"

"General, there are currently successful magic warriors on the 10th base. Hundreds, their abilities are..." Elderly meticulously explained the abilities of a hundred magic warriors, and continued: "The first generation of potions is not stable, so the probability of success is very low, but as long as we I can get the corpses of the monsters that have appeared at present. I am sure that there will be a major breakthrough. When the time comes, the second and third generation potions can be successfully developed."

"What about the demonized? "The middle age person asked suddenly.

"The power of the demonized person is much more powerful than the magic warrior." Elderly's eyes were frantic, and her tone was a little excited: "But the demonized person's genes have been assimilated by the demon energy. , And lost the human mind, only the instinct to fight and kill is left. There are currently 80 demons in the base. We are trying to control the demons so that their power can be used by us."

"Treat the demonized person, you must be cautious." The middle age person was silent for a while before he said: "You need the corpse of the monster to be hunted directly in Linjiang City. How is the research progress of meteorite fragments?"

"There is currently no visible progress." Elderly replied.

"Well."

After finishing speaking, the screen flashed and turned off automatically.

Elderly lowered her head and thought for a while, then walked out of the research room, began to arrange manpower, and prepared to enter Linjiang City to hunt monsters and obtain corpses.

……

In a room on the second floor of a hotel in Linjiang City, Tang Fan sits on the bed, leaning against the wall, squinting his eyes, like a doom, and the skeleton warrior He stands at the door and acts as a guard.

In addition, Wang Meng also stayed in the room, leaning against the window looking at the loneliness outside.

"Does your power come from that book?" Suddenly, Wang Meng asked suddenly.

"En." Tang Fan didn't move, but responded lightly.

"Those outside, what are you going to do?" Wang Meng saw that Tang Fan didn't mean to talk about the book, and he wouldn't be boring himself. Although he was very curious about that book, he also knew that Tang Fan cared about it very much and would never allow others to get involved, otherwise, Wu Lida would not be so miserable.

Power, especially in a world where demons are rampant, powerful power is the guarantee of survival.

Obviously, that book has a close relationship with the source of Tang Fan's strength. It is deceptive to say that it is not tempting. But Wang Meng is even more aware that he is not Tang Fan's opponent, nor is he opponent of the skeleton. Not to mention that Tang Fan looks a little tired now, but Wang Meng simply doesn't dare to do it.

What's more, Tang Fan saved his life.

Those who are gangsters are most loyal. I don’t know what will happen in the future, but now, Wang Meng thinks that he cannot make ungrateful actions.

Looking out of the window, the sky gradually darkened, but it was difficult to feel the ebbing of time.

"What time is it now." Tang Fan asked instead without answering Wang Meng's question.

Wang Meng stretched out his hand in his pocket and took out a mobile phone: "It's past six in the evening."

"Can the mobile phone be used?" Tang Fan opened his eyes. I just remembered that his mobile phone was broken as early as a week ago. Because he was totally uncared for, he didn't bother to take it out for repairs. Therefore, he still didn't know whether the communication remained normal since the devil came to the present. .

"No more, now I can only use it as a watch." Wang Meng smiled bitterly, and said: "The signal became very unstable two days ago. When the devil appeared, there was no signal at all."

"Oh." Tang Fan narrowed his eyes again and stopped talking.

Wang Meng also calmed down, looking outside the window, only tú tú gunshots and a faint smell of gun smoke filled the distance. Suddenly, a gu gu chirp sounded and Wang Meng scratched his hair sorryly , It turned out to be hungry.

Tang Fan also remembered that although he is not hungry, it seems that he hasn't eaten for almost a day.

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