Race

The situation turned a bit hard for Tom to react.

He just expressed doubts about the hunter taking over the survivor camp with two women but not evacuating first. How could he turn around and knock out their pilot in the aircraft?

"Survival of the fittest?" He repeated what Wu had just said, not understanding the connection between the two. If there must be a connection, it is that the pilot has died and the aircraft is losing control and falling.

With a punch from the military, he opened the cockpit and said, "I'll take you to dispel doubts." As he said, he jumped into the endless sky for life.

The aircraft began to sway, and a series of alarms sounded on the control panel. He looked down and a street light flew by from below. He gritted his teeth and jumped down.

Nowadays, he relies on the crystal energy of the intra-abdominal nucleus to achieve a fifth order explosive force in his legs. He opens his limbs and uses the wind to stir his clothes down, locking in the street lamp in the air and finally landing steadily on it.

Unlike Tom, Wu Wu jumped directly from the aircraft and fell to the ground. Watching Tom land on the street lamp, he immediately said, "If you can't keep up, I missed it, it's your own problem." Then he ran all the way without looking back, at a very fast speed.

Tom saw that he had already gone a long way with two efforts, and immediately gritted his teeth, giving up his original plan to slide down the street lamp pole. He learned martial arts and jumped directly to the ground. A pain in his legs made him stumble, but he still gritted his teeth and chased after him.

The city's express road lights are no less than 8 meters, which in the eyes of Tom, a 7-centimeter person, is equivalent to more than 190 meters before it became smaller. It is a height of more than 50 floors, and before it was dropped, it was like falling into mud.

In terms of his fifth level leg explosive power, it was also unbearable. However, during this period of time, he participated in battles with Warlord, and even though Warlord did not teach him any power techniques, he still learned some tricks from his master's several shots.

Previously, with the size of an 8-centimeter small man, the Warlord used his two fists to knock out the forehead of the mutated Black Pig, cleverly spreading the power of the hammer to the surrounding area through a certain technique, expanding the attack area and turning the "piercing" attack into a "fan-shaped" attack.

Without military guidance, he could not do it, but in turn, he transformed the impact on his legs into fans and dispersed them into the space around his legs. This technique was barely mastered by him, allowing him to jump off an 8-meter street lamp unscathed.

As he ran quickly, Tom suppressed the joy in his heart.

As long as he proficiently applies this dispersion technique, he can disperse the enemy's attacks on his body, greatly reducing the damage taken, which is very good.

The military did not exhaust all speed, so Tom was able to barely keep up. The two of them ran a long distance before finally returning to the square where they had just saved the person.

But among the 26 survivors who were originally saved by Tom, there were still 5 standing, and the rest had fallen into a pool of blood. Two of them had their heads chopped off, one was cut in half by the waist, and three had either their hands or feet broken.

"This is..." Tom was about to rush over, but was grabbed by Wu Wu. "Curious why only one or two people were left when you went to save before?"

"Why do they have to kill each other?" Tom watched as the remaining five people were attacking each other with swords, while the hunter and two women stood on the side with a wooden stance.

"This is the organization's requirement of 'the law of the jungle', where only the strongest are eligible to be rescued from the Garden of Eden."

"I can't let them continue like this..." Tom struggled to break free from Wu Wu's hand, but Wu Wu suddenly appeared in front of him and punched him, flying him sixty or seventy centimeters away.

"This is the rule, Tom. From the micro disaster to now, every rescue organized has followed this rule. If you rush out and interfere in the duel now, then that hunter and I will kill all of them, leaving no one behind."

"You!" Tom got up angrily and pulled out his sword on his back.

Wu Wu opened his hands and said, "Are you going to challenge me? Try the skills you've learned from me? Come on, defeat me, and you'll be able to save them. Hurry up, otherwise the last one will be meaningless."

"Drink!" Tom swung his long sword and slashed towards the warlord with a 13th level power, easily evading him.

"Why?" He continued to chop while scolding, but the warlord kept dodging. After a few attacks, the warlord seized a loophole in him and punched him away again.

"Only strong enough people can survive, and for the weak, dying here is actually the best outcome."

"What kind of bullshit logic is this?" Tom got up and charged towards Warcraft again. He saw two more survivors fall out of five. "They were under the coveting of mutated creatures..." Warcraft dodged the two knives again, and his mind turned to let go of the handle. He then used his elbow to strike, "I've had enough!"

With a loud "dong!", Wuwu was knocked out more than a meter away by his tremendous impact force.

It's useless!

Tom immediately realized that the blow he had just made did not cause any actual damage to Warlord, as the attacking force was instantly divided around his body by Warlord. It's like a bullet hitting him, but suddenly it turns into a wall pushing him and the surrounding air out together.

All the strength was concentrated in one point, but in the end it turned into a single surface, and the damage received was naturally reduced countless times.

"It's over, the final winner has already appeared," said Wu Wu coldly, standing up expressionless.

Tom looked up and sure enough, there was only one survivor left. He felt absurd and said, "Why... why is this happening?"

"This rescue mission was originally theirs, and I brought you here just to insert one hand horizontally so that you could feel it." Wu Wu sat cross legged on the ground, "the situation at this survivor's camp is quite critical, so the examiner applied for rescue from the base, and the base dispatched the nearest hunter to provide support."

Tom knows the difference between a hunter and an examiner. A hunter is responsible for hunting various mutated creatures, while an examiner

"All survivors who want to be saved must be strong enough. Only those who meet the standards of their mentality are meaningful to the organization, after all, it is the end of miniaturization. The examiner is responsible for monitoring survivors and assessing whether they meet the standards. The other is the caregiver, who is stronger than the examiner, and her task is to ensure that the assessment goes smoothly."

"Tell me why? Can't weakness be saved? Do we have to kill our companions to be considered strong?"

Wuwu sighed and said, "All creatures can only mutate by eating miniature humans. Why do you think this is so? Every warrior in our organization needs to undergo crystal seed implantation surgery to allow crystal seeds to grow inside the body. However, this surgery carries great risks and has a low success rate. After research, it has been found that people who have killed humans have a higher success rate in crystal seed implantation surgery. If shrinking the entire human race is a punishment from a certain deity for humans, then the deity's design of this rule is undoubtedly to make most evolutionists murderers."

Tom touched his abdomen and felt the crystal nucleus inside. He didn't expect the awakening ability to be such a cruel rule, "But... you don't have to kill all your companions..."

Wu Wu and his eyes met each other, with a certain emotion flowing in their eyes that he couldn't grasp. The two remained silent for a while, until a sudden noise rang in their ears.

The noise quickly stopped, and a voice rang out in Tom's mind: "Warlords and poor soldiers, the signal on your Overlord 758 has been lost. Are you okay now?"

This is a remote communication signal between the organization and personnel going out, which forcibly synchronizes with the thinking of field personnel through some force. Enabling such remote teleportation requires a lot of manpower, which is why military treatment is necessary.

The sound of militarism echoed in his mind: "The pilot lost control of his mind and crashed. I will immediately upload the current location, and you will send a new aircraft to this location to pick us up!"

"Yes, Lord Wu, the support is coming soon!"

The remote teleportation was cut off, and Tom turned around to see that the hunter had already boarded the Overlord spacecraft with the only survivor, leaving the examiner and escort to start clearing the body.

"Let's go, let's meet up with the aircraft at the destination and prepare to return to the base."

Wuwu deliberately killed the driver in order to let him know about the assessment. Tom realized that the organization had been keeping this from him, and it was Wuwu who revealed the true face of this cruelty to him.

Running towards the destination with the military, he kept asking why in his mind.

If the procedures for assessing survivors are necessary, why did the organization not inform them.

Why did Yanwu tell him about this.

After running for a while, he suddenly had an idea and accelerated his parallel with militarism. Then he asked, "militarism, you don't completely agree with this approach, do you? That's why you took me back and showed me this scene. Did I oppose this before, which led to amnesia?"

Wu Wu stopped and burst into laughter, holding his hands on his chest. "I thought you would hide your questions, just like before, haha. If you didn't ask before returning to the Overlord, then I wouldn't teach you from now on. I never expected you to ask again."

"What?"

"The belief of the organization is' weak meat, strong strength, survival and survival '. So, let me ask you, in a sprint race, there are five athletes, who is the stronger?"

Tom was stunned for a moment, this was all about something. After thinking for a moment, he replied, "The first person to reach the finish line."

"What if this champion starts running before the referee's starting gun rings?" Wu Wu smiled and said

Tom replied without hesitation, "He cheats, he can't be considered a strong person!"

"What if I tell you that our selection of the heavens and even the crystal technology of the entire Darwin Order were actually accumulated before the Micro Cataclysm?"

"What? Does technological accumulation mean the implantation technology of crystal nucleus seeds and the current construction and equipment? Why is this happening?"

Wu shook his head and looked at the sky. "That's not important. I just wanted to ask you, do we, who obtained these golden fingers one step ahead of time, count as the strong ones in the miniature apocalypse? Do we have the qualification to eliminate the lives and deaths of others who only started learning and pondering these abilities after the apocalypse began?"

Tom clenched his fist and saw a black shadow in the sky. The shadow swept across the sky but quickly turned its head and flew towards them. "Then we don't have the qualification to eliminate those weak ones because... we cheated! Wait... are you saying that there are other evolutionists who only awakened their abilities after the Miniature Cataclysm?"

Wu nodded and looked at the aircraft landing from the air. "That's all for today's class. Don't expose your thoughts in the presence of a third party. The person who picked us up has arrived, prepare to go back".