MTL - After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain-Chapter 70 070

70/seven streams

Yanjing, the headquarters of the prevention and control center is not calm.

"Subject No. 7 defected." Li Rongcheng, the current director of the First Research Institute, frowned, "According to the positioning, 07 finally appeared near the Botanical Garden in P City, at the time of the dangerous pollution source detected by the P City Prevention and Control Center at night. , the location matches.”

The researcher in charge of ‌07 brought it back with a cane and began to report the situation to the bosses: "It was taken away by pollutants. I'm sure, it's the butcher of the slaughterhouse in X city. It has the mark of the slaughterhouse on its apron. . And said, '07 is the hog this time'."

"What about the results of the on-site investigation?"

"There are no obvious signs of fighting. No residues of ‌ level pollutants have been found, and the residual pollution values ​​are obvious."

"Why did the butcher kidnap 07?"

"Why does 07 distort into pollutants?"

Li Rongcheng's eyes were ablaze: "07 has been very disciplined in the past few decades, and is the most stable and warm experimental subject in our institute. I suspect that 07 has received some finesse during the treatment process in X City. ‌Implication... With all due respect, the way the researchers died in 2007 was also very strange. When Mr. Wei worked in our institute, he never showed suicidal tendencies."

Li Rongcheng: "Nowadays, the talent test is still too lax. It all depends on the opening of the apocalypse. In my opinion, it should be sent to the research institute for compulsory testing."

Minister Wang of the Special Lines Department frowned: "You can report your ID number directly. You asked someone for treatment at the beginning, but now that 07 is gone, you go to the Special Lines Department. It's not quite right? As for talent detection, this technology is not mature at all. I would not agree to apply it to the staff."

"Okay, stop arguing. Now that the situation is so serious, is it time to fight in the nest?"

The director's gaze swept over everyone present. She was over fifty, but her eyes were still firm and sharp: "Don't forget, there is another person."

"Who?"

"Gong Weibin." The director said solemnly, "He stole 01, so he probably doesn't want another 07."

Li Rongcheng said immediately: "Impossible."

Others don't know, but Li Rongcheng is very clear that 07's talent was stripped away in front of the Botanical Garden. How could Gong Weibin be a waste.

Ji Wen, the deputy director of the Third Research Institute, suddenly said: "It seems that Director Li is very convinced that Gong Weibin will not steal 07? Speaking of which, the self-examination report of the First Research Institute has not been submitted yet. Except for 01 , 07, when will we visit the remaining subjects 3 to 9?"

Ji Wen pushed his glasses, and the reflection blocked the deep meaning in his eyes: "I also want to say, the 'Building Plan' was approved forty years ago, and it has been shown to us now. It's still a farce."

Lu Yan couldn't stop the nosebleed until he got off the plane.

He said that his blood was a bit special, and he didn't dare to leave the airport for fear of attracting some pollutants.

Lu Yan himself was not panicking, the main reason was that he was afraid that ordinary people around him would get into trouble.

He sat in the VIP room, waiting for the blood to clot.

Regenerate this talent, even a broken head can be connected. But there is no way to control the sequelae of overuse.

He looked up at the ceiling: "You lied to me."

System: [Huh? ]

"You said, I'm the only person in the world who uses talent at any time and doesn't have to worry about sequelae."

[Sexy Atong, 24-hour free chat. But I am a talent after all, and I rely too much on me, how can I not pay the price. ]

I have to say that, as a central city, the public security of city a is still very good.

City K has been closed due to infectious pollution, and now the average concentration of pollution in the air is 3. City a has only 1.3.

In the VIP hall, soothing music is played, the tone is very ethereal, it is the voice of a little girl.

Lu Yan listened carefully for a moment, feeling like Latin.

Doctors in past hospitals have written cases by hand, often using simplified Latin for convenience.

Out of interest, Lu Yan had learned a little bit of Latin, but it was limited to writing, reading, and listening.

In this song, the word frequency that appears most frequently is "An Ning" and "Eternal".

[Host. ]

The system calls him a lot of changes, such as "good boy", "good boy", "Yan Yanzi"...

Lu Yan has been skillful enough to ignore it.

However, the serious title of "host" is rarely heard from the system.

[Speaking of which, do you like to eat roasted brain flowers? ]

"What?" Lu Yan was stunned and asked subconsciously.

It's just that the system didn't answer.

At 3 o'clock in the middle of the night, the airport was very quiet, with only a few pedestrians around.

Lu Yan turned on his phone and looked at the last contact in the ‌communication software.

Before he came, he sent a message to Tang Xun'an, saying that his flight at 11 o'clock would arrive at about 3 o'clock.

Tang Xun'an said that he would come to the airport to pick him up.

But now, Lu Yan looked around in the crowd, but didn't see Tang Xun'an's shadow.

It is now the end of August.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the lounge is too low, and Lu Yan's summer clothes are inevitably a bit cold.

He turned his head and said to the front desk, "Please adjust the temperature a little."

The lady at the front desk put on a proper smile on her face: "Okay, sir."

This smile standard can be printed on the service code.

The temperature was quickly adjusted to a suitable temperature for the human body, and Lu Yan and the others stopped the bleeding, and it was rare that they were a little sleepy.

He wanted to sleep.

After almost realizing this, Lu Yan woke up.

It shouldn't.

Even if he swallowed the king fish on Mermaid Island, he was sleepy because of the rejection reaction, and he never thought of "wanting to sleep".

He stood up and looked towards the front desk. She still had a perfect smile on her face.

After seeing Lu Yan's sight, the front desk bowed slightly and said, "Hello, may I help you?"

But Lu Yan began to feel that the smile was very familiar.

In the VIP room, there was no one but him.

Probably because of blood loss, or lack of sleep, Lu Yan felt a little groggy in his head.

He pulled the suitcase and walked forward, the temperature outside instantly dropped a lot, and there were murmurs around.

"I told you not to pick me up..."

"Mom, my plane is here."

"Even if the bidding plan is overnight, change it for me!"

At that moment, Lu Yan even felt the joy of returning to the world and the rest of his life.

But the joy didn't last long.

Because Lu Yan noticed that all the passersby had the same smile on their faces.

His heartbeat started racing uncontrollably.

Lu Yan whispered, "System."

no respond.

Lu Yan's hand held the knife on his waist.

In fact, he didn't quite understand why Tang Xun'an would bring his own Tang knife wherever he went, but at the time, the knife did give him a little sense of security.

Part of the reason why Lu Yan came to city a this time was because he wanted to come here for a good knife. After all, city K is not even the provincial capital, and the weapon reserve of the prevention and control center is very limited.

Lu Yan held the knife and had a splitting headache.

His eyes darkened. Soon, Lu Yan realized that it was not his blindness, but the power outage at the airport.

In an instant, all the sounds around him disappeared without a trace. Whether it was human voices or footsteps, it was as quiet as he was the only one left in the world.

Lu Yan can see at night, even at night. This ability has brought him many times in desperation.

But now he looked around and found that the surrounding tourists seemed to evaporate out of thin air and disappeared.

Lu Yan heard his own violent heartbeat.

The overloaded heartbeat made his body temperature rise involuntarily, and fish scales popped out from under his skin. All the way from arm to fingertips.

The incandescent lamp in the hall flickered twice, and at the junction of light and darkness, Lu Yan's pupils shrank uncontrollably at that moment.

For a few seconds after the lights were restored, all the smiling people in the airport turned their heads and looked at him.

Even the front desk lady in the VIP hall turned her head to her back with a gentle smile on her face.

These people asked in unison: "Hello, how can I help you?"

They slowly moved closer to Lu Yan, and in the twinkling lights, these people seemed as stiff as a freeze-frame painting.

Smiling people gathered together to form a human wall, with Lu Yan in the middle.

Lu Yan finally remembered where he had seen such a smile.

Also in City A, the training center of the headquarters, the missionary from the country, also had the same smile on his face.

The king fish in the body was abnormal, and Lu Yan even heard it make a restless roar, like a dragon roar.

Until today, Lu Yan said that the king fish can actually bark.

Lu Yan took a deep breath, lifted the suitcase, squeezed the shoulders of these people, and walked out.

The passers-by didn't stop him, their smiles remained the same, like sunflowers, their faces closely followed Lu Yan, but their eyes gradually became cold and wet.

Because Tang Xun'an had said that he would come to pick him up, Lu Yan politely refused the special car sent by the city's prevention and control center. Now, looking at it, his actions were indeed immature.

It was late at night, and Lu Yan walked out of the airport lobby, not to mention taxis, not even a shared bicycle.

He used his cell phone to dial the helpline at headquarters.

After more than ten seconds of calling, the phone was connected.

However, after hearing only one sentence, Lu Yan hung up with a livid face.

The person on the phone asked in the same tone: "Hello, may I help you?"

Without even seeing it, Lu Yan could imagine the smile on the corner of the operator's mouth.

Lu Yan hung up the power, and fixedly looked at the screen of his mobile phone.

A few drops of viscous red liquid landed on the screen.

He subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it, and found that he had started to bleed from his nose.

Lu Yan rarely felt lonely.

Yet at this moment, he felt abandoned by the world.

Lu Yan's temples jumped, and the street lights above his head began to flicker.

He turned his head and looked towards the entrance of the airport hall. A lot of people of different levels slowly came out of it, and they all had the same smiles on their faces.

The crowd, like a tide, surrounded him.

This group of people just laughed and didn't say anything. Every time the street lights went out, they would get closer to Lu Yan.

It's like some kind of Japanese horror movie.

Lu Yan could even see the person in the front, with a wanton smile that gradually expanded on his face.

The surrounding scenery became distorted, and the starry sky above looked like an oil painting by Brahma.

Lu Yan found that he couldn't look too carefully, otherwise he would feel like vomiting.

In other words, if it weren't for the fact that his heart quality was far superior to others, he would probably have vomited at this time.

He took the tranquilizer out of the pocket of his coat and put it in his mouth. The coolness of peppermint stimulates a sore, swollen brain. Barely able to think.

Lu Yan looked at the person closest to him and asked, "God?"

But the other party just looked at him with a smile, with a creepy coldness in his smile.

At that moment, Lu Yan even had a feeling that the person standing in front of him was not a living person.

He licked the mint with the tip of his tongue: "Is this a dream? Or something I don't know? You want to kill me in a dream?"

The people around are getting closer. Lu Yan could feel a slight coolness.

There was an extremely crazy idea in his heart that everyone around him would be destroyed.

If you destroy it, you can't see it.

"You are much stronger than me. You want to kill me, but you use this method. That must be because of restrictions. You can't do it, you want to force me to do it? What will happen to my hand? In reality , killed anyone else?"

Lu Yan's hand slowly moved away from the knife.

According to the detector, there were ordinary people around who had neither spiritual waves nor pollution values.

Since it is an ordinary person, then there is no need to be afraid.

Lu Yan closed his eyes and let these smiling people drown himself.

So, gradually, a satisfied, sick smile appeared on his face.

...

...

"Lu Yan, Lu Yan—?"

A familiar voice rang in his ears.

Lu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a layer of sweat behind him.

In front of him, Tang Xun'an squatted in front of him with a worried expression.

"Lu Yan," Tang Xun'an took off his jacket and draped it over him naturally, "Why are you sleeping here?"

When he bent over, the two of them were so close that Lu Yan could even smell the warm mint smell on each other's body.

Lu Yan's gaze looked at the surrounding scenery, which was still the VIP lounge at the airport.

The clock shows 3:30 in the morning.

The receptionist was so sleepy that he slept on the table.

Lu Yan's gaze returned to Tang Xun'an's face again, the concern on the other's face did not seem to be fake.

He didn't reply immediately, but asked in his mind, "System?"

no answer.

At that moment, Lu Yan fully understood the sentence the system said to him dozens of minutes ago—

"Eyes can deceive you, and memory can deceive you. But I never will."