MTL - After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain-Chapter 42 042
42/Seven Streams
Yu Zhizhi's portrait is such a strange prophecy.
But most of the time, this little girl just fills the color on the picture book casually, and it doesn't even talk about the content of the picture.
Lu Yan hasn't dreamed for a long time, and it's rare to have a nightmare at night. I can't remember the details. I remember that he kept falling in the sea. Deep-sea chirping fish.
Behind him is an abyss like thick ink, like a mouth waiting for its prey to throw itself into a snare.
Lu Yan woke up before he fell in completely.
"Boom" sound, the head and the bed collided, making a loud noise.
In the next second, Tang Xun'an appeared on the side, screwed the handle directly, and broke in with brute force.
Lu Yan was not frightened by the nightmare, but was frightened by Tang Xun'an's attitude. He turned on the bedside lamp, Tang Xun'an's eyes were still gray, but he saw a feeling of uncertainty in them.
"...What's wrong?" Lu Yan asked softly.
Tang Xun'an let out an indistinct growl from his throat: "...There is something."
What he was referring to was pollutants.
It stands to reason that this place should be very safe, but Tang Xun'an felt an extremely strong source of pollution in an instant.
It made him look a little anxious. In the end, he simply squeezed into Lu Yan's side to sleep, and he couldn't drive him away.
His wings couldn't be retracted, and the dragon's tail was thick and long, adding to the difficulties in the staff quarters that were not spacious, and even crushing the precarious bed.
When the bed plate collapsed, Lu Yan could say that fortunately there was no one else on this floor.
Otherwise, the next morning, "the wife and I woke up and overwhelmed the bed", and it was rumored that if I jumped into the Yellow River, I couldn't wash it out.
So Lu Yan's sleeping place was changed to Tang Xun'an's bedroom.
Fang's tail was wrapped around his waist, causing Lu Yan to have more nightmares.
If you dream of being crushed to death at night.
And Tang Xun'an's scales are really stubborn, sharp enough to scratch the skin.
So much so that Lu Yan had to bring out the fish scales on his body to protect his delicate body.
Every day when he wakes up and touches the dragon scales in his hands, Lu Yan will think deeply about a question: Does he really need these 4 little sleeps a day?
A few months have passed in the blink of an eye in the underground laboratory.
Lu Yan was used to the people who didn't have facial features around him, and he was also used to seeing Tang Xun'an's too-close face when he woke up early in the morning.
After months of diligent study, Lu Yan felt that he had mastered at least ten new techniques for transplanting and transforming different types of pollutants.
Common directions are divided into six categories, fish, birds, mammals, reptiles, insects, and biological species. With no exceptions, special items dropped on contaminants are required.
He also had a preliminary understanding of the structure of the research institute. A hundred years ago, there were such research institutes in the whole world, and the direction of attack was the transplantation and transformation of pollutants.
Most of the participants in the experiment were soldiers in the army, who signed nondisclosure agreements and informed consent forms.
Tang Xun'an is probably the only special case in it.
It was time to finally arrive at a child who could transplant Tang Xun'an's eyeballs. Lu Yan wanted to do it himself, but the settings did not allow it.
Professor Wu looked puzzled: "You are a psychology student, what kind of surgery do you have? I know you care about it, but you can't do it."
In this dream, he actually studied psychology.
Lu Yan was waiting outside the operating room, very depressed.
Although he is not an ophthalmologist, he has been able to perform surgery for hundreds of years, let alone a month of study, so why is he not qualified to perform surgery on Tang Xun'an?
In the waiting area for family members, Yu Zhizhi came over with a small drawing board on his back.
She sat in front of Lu Yan, she took out the crayons and started to draw, not glancing into the operating room.
Before the painting was finished, Yu Zhizhi's eyes were straight, as if he had seen something terrifying, his body was soaked in cold sweat, and his hands were shaking like twitching.
She acted too much like a child with epileptic seizures, and Lu Yan couldn't hold back and asked, "Zhizhi, what's wrong?"
Yu Zhizhi shook his head frantically, and finally completed the last stroke of the picture.
With a long sigh of relief, she tore off the painting and handed it to Lu Yan.
In this picture, black and red occupy a large proportion. The building with an inverted pyramid structure is in the dark underground, and red monsters pour in from all directions.
In addition to this, at the top, Yu Zhizhi also wrote the time.
[August 2400:00, 2039]
And now it's August 23rd at 23:45.
Lu Yan changed his face slightly.
If Yu Zhizhi's paintings are all predictions of the future, then it is obvious that the buildings with the inverted pyramid structure are research institutes, and those red things are pollutants.
The lights in the operating room were still red. Qiao Yu, the top person in charge of the research institute, was still inside and did not come out.
Yu Zhizhi's face flushed abnormally, Lu Yan touched her forehead with his hand, it was very hot.
The little girl let out a heavy gasp.
Lu Yan's heart sank. According to the data, Yu Zhizhi was not the Apocalypse. On the eve of awakening, the Apocalypse is always accompanied by a series of symptoms such as physical discomfort.
He remembered a possibility, or rather, a rumor he had heard a long time ago.
Experiment No. 0 of the Research Institute is a rare Healing Apocalypse, and the awakening talent is the "Apocalypse" ranked No. 1 in the serial number.
On the day of Zero's awakening, countless pollutants surrounded the institute.
Because when there was too much movement, and in the early stage of the outbreak of the pollution disease, the No. 1 Research Institute was at the foot of Yanjing. This matter was not hidden, and there were discussions on the Tianqi forum.
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...
The light above his head flickered twice and suddenly exploded, and the king fish in Lu Yan's body issued an uneasy warning.
A passing nurse asked in surprise, "Didn't it be overhauled today? Why did it blow up?"
Lu Yan glanced at the moment, 23:47.
There is not much room left for them.
He picked up Yu Zhizhi and bumped into the operating room.
Although the difference between them was nearly a hundred years, the structure of the operating room had not changed much, and Lu Yan quickly arrived at the operating area.
When they saw him, everyone present was full of surprises.
The operation was performed for a small amount of time, but Tang Xun'an has now fused the eyeballs. In the eye socket, the necrotic eyeball has just been removed, leaving a blood hole on his face.
Qiao Yu was still holding his eyeballs in his hands, and his golden pupils turned around, as if consciously, looking at the person who came.
With the movement of his fingertips, the red polyps attached to the eyeballs continued to grow.
[Talent 13-Gene Recombination].
Although the name has the word gene, this talent has nothing to do with genetic technology.
Talent holders can combine different life forms in an extremely unscientific way.
"What's going on?" Joe asked.
Lu Yan took a deep breath and answered concisely: "Yu Zhizhi seems to be about to wake up. She painted a picture outside the operating room before, which shows that the research institute is surrounded by pollutants."
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Yu's complexion changed drastically, revealing a shocked expression.
Professor Wu wondered: "What about painting? It's a good thing that consciousness is awakened."
Here, I am afraid there are two people, Qiao Yu and Lu Yan, who can realize the seriousness of the matter.
Yu Hanxi's last prophecy before his death, in order to avoid extracurricular problems, Qiao Yu never told anyone else.
According to his inference, Yu Zhizhi's awakening talent is "Apocalypse".
[Talent 1 - Apocalypse].
Healing Department, Talent Effect: Permanently remove pollution.
The talent will make the light shine from her body, spread out with Yu Zhizhi as the center, and wherever the light goes, the pollution will subside.
If her spiritual power threshold reaches a certain standard, the Illuminati will spread to every corner of the earth. Even if it is too thin to be seen.
On that day, the earth can return to the state before the cataclysm forever.
There will be no pollution diseases in the world, and people don't have to worry about those monsters that eat people, and they don't have to worry that they will start to distort one day.
Yu Hanxi saw a very far future, and Qiao Yu thought he still had a long time to prepare.
But this day, it's really too early.
It is now 23:51.
Qiao Yu didn't care about the increase in the degree of his disease, and accelerated the formation of the eyeball, and then put the eyeball into Tang Xun'an's eye socket.
The red polyp wriggled, and soon merged with the original meridian.
The darkness for a long time made Tang Xun'an not quite used to the light for a while.
He sat up from the operating table with a slightly blank expression, and his golden eyes quickly locked the focus.
He saw Lu Yan holding Yu Zhizhi, and a smile appeared on his face.
There was chaos outside, especially with the help of a life capsule, which came in a hurry.
Qiao Yu took Yu Zhizhi, touched her hot forehead with some distress, and whispered, "Zhizhi, don't be afraid."
He sent Yu Zhizhi into the life capsule with deep and sad eyes, and then closed the capsule with his own hands.
On the altar of the apocalypse, the existence of the "No. 0" experimental body is always skeptical.
Because apart from the fact that the institute was besieged by pollutants that day, there seems to be no evidence that No. 0 ever came.
Even the researcher who has worked in the institute for many years has not seen her.
Now, Lu Yan felt that he might know the answer to this question.
Qiao Yu held the half-human-high life capsule and handed it to Tang Xun'an.
"The talent you have is time, and what we lack most now is time." Qiao Yu looked into Tang Xun'an's eyes and said solemnly, "Go and hide her into the future, please."
