Chapter 391 Embrace Evolution

"I'm very sad about your friend's matter. I'm sorry... It's a pity that I only inherited part of the authority, otherwise I could help you find her."

The low and hoarse voice in the old radio was still the same, but the intermittent breathing seemed to have added new injuries.

Not only that.

In the noisy sound of electricity, there seemed to be a few more metal knocks than before.

According to Yong, many things happened in Shelter No. 79 when the management authority was handed over. In addition, the shelter had been in disrepair for a long time, and the security systems of many rooms had malfunctioned.

In short, illegal entry into unauthorized areas may trigger the alarm system, causing the door to lock automatically.

He has been missing for so long and there is no news. He is probably in danger.

If it weren't for the post posted by Sisi on the forum, everyone might have really believed his lies.

"Let's put our friend's matter aside for now... Are you really okay?" Zhimahu whispered while holding the radio.

"I'm fine... There were a few little mice in the office, and I've dealt with them."

The forced voice was somewhat insincere.

After coughing twice, he suddenly realized something and continued to speak.

"... Wait a minute, what do you mean by putting your friend's affairs aside? Did you hear what I said just now? She may have met with an accident..."

"I heard it," Wei, who had been silent, made a sad expression on his face, and tears actually squeezed out of his eyes, "We will miss Sisi!"

"Me too!" Rourou raised his hand, but his face was serious.

It didn't seem like mourning, but rather like a vow.

Zhimahu showed a troubled expression, and nodded with a smile.

"I will also... miss Miss Sisi."

It is indeed very uncomfortable not to be online for three days, but it is not sad at all.

If a good friend AFKs, she will certainly feel a little lonely and sad.

However, every day when she logged off, she could see Sisi serializing the experimental log of Shelter 79 from the game on the forum. At this moment, she not only did not feel any sadness, but had to hold back her laughter.

"..."

The radio was quietly flowing with noise, and she could probably feel the confusion and speechlessness flowing quietly.

She suddenly felt sorry for the NPC.

Just like the DM in the script-killing store.

Although they have been playing their roles very carefully, it is obviously impossible to expect players to be the same as them...

In this quiet silence, the three walked to the end of the tunnel, where the entrance to the dungeon was.

The continuous gunfire was far away, and the Death Corps had pushed the progress of the strategy to the end.

The building in front of the research area has completely become the nest of the Death Claw. The scales and excrement that fell from the molting skin can be seen everywhere, and it has completely turned into the shape of the Death Claw.

Before the players came, the ecological environment of the underground city No. 79 had always been in a state of dynamic balance.

As the top of the food chain, no creature had ever invaded the lair of the Death Claw.

But at this moment, this balance was torn to pieces.

The strength players wore KV-1s with welded steel plates and stood in the front row, holding chainsaws in their hands to prevent the Death Claws from making detours from the side.

The players holding assault rifles followed closely behind, and the fierce firepower suppressed the Death Claws.

The orange-yellow ballistics opened up a dense net in the narrow corridor, and only roars and howls could pass through the net.

The players in the back row set up a 20mm light cavalry gun, and when they found the right opportunity, they fired an armor-piercing incendiary bullet.

Under the tacit cooperation of the players, the positions of hunters and prey were completely reversed.

"Brothers, try harder!"

"Let's go!"

"Oli Ge!"

"Well, can we change to a more interesting slogan?"

"? What slogan can be more interesting than these two?"

"??? Two?"

Blood flew in the corridor, and the air was mixed with the smell of burnt lake and pungent gunpowder.

Exhausted people carried the wounded and withdrew from the front line, and soon another wave of eager players took over.

In the corridor less than 20 meters away from the front line, a group of players who had just come down from the front line sat on the ground.

Looking at the two scars on his chest that could almost see the bones, the construction site boy and the brick bandaged themselves while cursing.

"Damn... I almost died."

The roller shampooer sitting next to him wiped his sweat and complained.

"How many Deathclaws are there?"

"Who knows..." The boy and the brick muttered to each other, "But fortunately, the space here is narrow, and the large monsters can't move freely. If it were like other games, it would be impossible to fight! And compared to the Deathclaws, I think those savages are more difficult to deal with!"

It's completely different from the encounter in the wilderness.

Here, the adult Deathclaws are completely like meat on eucalyptus boards, and the juvenile Deathclaws are more dangerous.

Based on his countless hunting experiences, the centipedes might be more difficult to deal with here.

The mollusk covered with tentacles has a strong vitality. Even if it takes a burst of rifle bullets with its face, it can still crawl forward alive.

For "hexagonal warriors" like Deathclaws, the terrain they are really suitable for is still jungles and cities.

Especially in cities.

The adult Death Claw is a terrifying existence that can hunt evolutionary bodies and wipe out the awakened team...

Big Eyes, who was sitting on the ground and panting, suddenly spoke.

"I suddenly realized that... this place is quite suitable for making a fish pond."

The boy and the brick on the construction site were stunned.

"Fish pond? What does it mean?"

"It means fishing!"

Seeing that his good brother was still confused, Big Eyes took a breath and continued.

"Isn't there a mind interference device for sale at the resurrection point? That thing can be used to tame aliens. When we encountered Death Claws outside before, we either couldn't beat them or let them run away even if we won. This problem doesn't exist here. There are only two ends of a corridor, and there is no place to run... Hehe."

Hearing this, the players sitting on the side were stunned.

"Fuck?! Are you catching Pokémon?"

"Awesome... Is the Intelligence type going to rise again?"

"Hey, you are not a human being," sighed the edge paddler, "All sequences are being strengthened, only the Perception type has not been touched... Is this really reasonable?!"

The roller shampooer couldn't help but say.

"I agree. Ever since the yellow knife came out, the Intelligence type has been really outrageous. No matter if others use guns or knives, they have to rush up to fight. This guy never goes to the front line, but outputs in the back. His DPS is not low."

"Narrow it down."

Seeing everyone shouting to narrow it down, the debt-ridden big eye couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"You, are you so ashamed to say that? Which sequence is the weakest in the entire Alpha version? It's only a few versions stronger... What's wrong with letting me have a good time?"

Can't you just hope for good things from your brothers?

The young man and the brick on the construction site looked at the ceiling, muttering in a mysterious voice: "Please cut it, please, planner."

Debt Eyes: "@#%@!"

Although it was just a joke, but if you think about it carefully, it seems interesting to use this place as a death claw breeding base.

The pet flow has been around for a long time, but it has never become mainstream.

One of the main reasons is that it costs too much to train a pet, and dead pets cannot be resurrected.

It is better to raise a power animal than a death claw. The latter is at least cheaper, and you won't feel bad if it dies. Anyway, it will be alive and kicking again in three days.

But if there is a fish pond that can stably produce SSSR, the situation will be completely different.

A death claw with autonomous combat awareness is much better than a drone that needs real-time control.

Just as the wounded soldiers who had retreated from the front line were talking and giving bad advice, the White Bear Knights came over from the cleared corridor.

Tail, who was riding on Rourou's shoulder, waved and said hello from a distance.

"Oh, brothers, how is the progress of the strategy?"

Edge Strike raised his head and responded.

"There is only one last bit left. It should be done before tonight and before noon."

"Not bad, not bad." Tail nodded with satisfaction, "Good luck guys! When we get the serum, let's feed Rourou first!"

"Eh?! Wait a minute, why do I drink it?"

Tail said with sparkling eyes.

"Rourou, don't you want to become a human? Don't worry, Rourou, you were so beautiful when you were a bear, and you will definitely be a big beauty when you become a human!"

"Maybe it's still white hair!"?

A player suddenly interrupted, and the drum shampooer that was drinking water sprayed out with a puff.

"Fuck, now that you mention it... I suddenly feel that Rourou is actually pretty."

"Really?" Wei said proudly, "Our Rourou is so pretty, I have her photo."

Hearing this, the animals were instantly excited.

"Oh my god."

"In real life? Is it true?"

"Brother, share it!"

"Wait, is this the point? Also, the function of that serum is still uncertain! And shouldn't the serum be injected..." Rourou said with a smile.

Wei pondered for a while and suddenly sighed.

"Damn! Sisi is gone... Rourou's complaining skills are completely different."

Rourou: "Are you an M..."

Zhimahu, who was holding the radio, smiled weakly.

"Ha...haha...I feel like I can't keep up with the pace of young people."

Since the players were communicating in Mandarin throughout the whole process, Yongshi on the other end of the radio didn't understand what they were saying at all, but felt that these people were a little too optimistic.

This is the Deathclaw's lair.

At least be serious!

However...

He couldn't find fault with the fighting power of these people. The mercenaries and natives who were fooled by him before couldn't even break through the mutant spider's lair at the door, let alone push all the way here.

At this time, a shrill howl suddenly came from the direction of the stairs.

Everyone stopped talking and looked in the direction of the stairs.

At this time, a hoarse voice suddenly came from the radio that had been silent.

"Mother of Deathclaw..."

There seemed to be a trace of fear in the voice.

After barely understanding this sentence, Zhimahu asked immediately.

"What is that?"

"...Deathclaws are a matriarchal society. Female Deathclaws are often much larger than males and have a longer lifespan. There are several rooms downstairs that are used as hatching nests by the Deathclaw mothers, but don't worry... Those big guys don't come out, and the widest corridor here can't accommodate them."

"Then how did they get in?" Tail asked curiously.

"Of course they crawled in before they grew that big..." A cough came from the radio, "Don't worry about those things, you don't need to go downstairs, go through the corridor in front, and you will see the door to the research area. The door there is open, you can go in directly, and I will tell you how to get the serum!"

Everyone looked at each other.

Everyone standing here was spoiled and knew that this guy was lying.

Not letting them go downstairs...

Is it because there is something there?

"...Rather than saying there is something there, could it be because it is out of his control?" Zhimahu suddenly said, "I think what he said before is not a lie, but more like he is hiding part of the truth..."

Rou Rou was stunned for a moment and said, "You mean... his authority is not complete?"

Putting his index finger on his chin, Zhimahu nodded gently.

"Well, either the authority is incomplete, or the part of the area occupied by the alien species is indeed damaged due to disrepair. Otherwise, he can completely cut off that part, right? Most of the doors we passed along the way... are closed, right?"

Including the corridor where Sisi disappeared.

When they went there again, the doors that were originally open were all closed.

The biggest difference between there and other areas is that it is not occupied by alien species.

Zhimahu suddenly thought of a possibility.

Could it be that it was because Yongshi, as the manager, lost control of that part of the area that led to the occupation of that part of the area by alien species?

In this way, it may be the only place in the entire shelter that can avoid his inability to fully control...

"Hiss..."

While saying this, Tail glanced at the edge guy and gave him a thumbs up.

"I'll leave the downstairs to you!"

Bianbian Huashui understood, put the rifle on his shoulder, and said with a hearty smile.

"OK."

"...What are you talking about?" A hoarse voice came from the radio. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Those people always communicated in a language he couldn't understand, which made him confused.

What dialect is this?

He has lived for so many years, but this is the first time he has heard it.

Tail: "We are discussing the battle plan!"

"Plan...Okay, it's right to have a plan, but the most dangerous area has been cleared by you, and there shouldn't be any danger later. Go quickly...get the serum and leave this place of trouble as soon as possible."

The voice on the radio was a little urging.

The coveted treasure is right in front of him.

He couldn't wait any longer...

...

The White Bear Knights passed through the cleared corridor and headed for the research area.

The players of the Death Corps were scattered near the main entrance of the research area to prevent alien species from flowing in from other areas.

He approached the stairs inadvertently, and the edge of the water opened its sensory tentacles towards the dark corridor, letting its consciousness blend into the darkness, sensing the subtle fluctuations from the weak airflow.

"... the sound of a beating heart."

He muttered softly, determined the direction of the target, loaded the rifle, and walked downstairs.

Downstairs was a dark hall, with load-bearing columns standing tall, and no lighting.

The moment he stepped on the last step, he immediately felt that the sight that had been sticking to the back of his head disappeared.

However, when the edge of the water continued to move forward following the clue he sensed, the feeling of being stared at suddenly came back again.

Stop.

Sensing that a powerful existence was approaching, Bian Huashui tightly grasped the assault rifle in his hand, and his eyes carefully searched every inch of the dark corner.

And at this moment, his eyes suddenly met a pair of amber eyes.

It was a death claw as huge as a dragon.

The body of more than ten meters long was crawling on the ground, and the shoulders were tightly pressed against the ceiling. The most striking feature was the two ridiculously long horns on the top of the head... In the River Valley Province, ordinary death claws did not have this feature.

The air solidified for a full half a minute.

Wrapped in a hot and smelly breath, a low and hoarse voice floated out of the mouth that could only fit a cow.

"Strange, there are still living people here... How did you get here? Did that guy let you in?"

Hearing the death claw speak human words, the confusion on Bian Huashui's face instantly turned into surprise.

"Fuck, Junk-kun?!"

"'Junk-kun'?"

The amber Tong Kong stared at him intently.

It obviously didn't understand what he was saying, but it read the expression on his face.

"...Have you seen other talking Death Claws?"

Bianbianhuashui nodded quickly.

Although he didn't know why this guy could speak human language, he seemed to have triggered the hidden plot of the level?

Taking a deep breath, he tried to speak in non-standard human language.

"...There is one in our shelter too."

This Death Claw seemed to know a lot about the shelter and spoke slowly.

"Which shelter are you from?"

"No. 404."

"404..."

The amber Tong Kong shrank slightly, and the Death Claw pondered for a while.

Bianbianhuashui felt that its eyes seemed a little confused, and seeing that it hadn't spoken for a long time, he asked immediately.

"Are you the Yongshi?"

"Yongshi... what is that? But the name sounds familiar."

Suddenly, the Death Claw seemed to remember something, and a breath snorted from its nostrils.

"I remember that experiment... haha, after so many years, there are still people who remember that thing."

Edge Paddle: "Experiment?"

The Death Claw slowly spoke and continued.

"The immortal emperor... his name - or code name is Yongshi. But that crazy plan has failed, and you can see what a mess it is outside now."

Edge Paddle had read about this plan in the experimental log uploaded to the forum by Sisi, so it was not unfamiliar.

However, what confused him was the identity of the man in front of him.

He was not the Yongshi, and obviously not the manager, but he seemed to know everything.

"What should I call you?"

After a long silence, it slowly spoke.

"Name? I haven't used that thing for so long that I have forgotten it myself... Anyway, I have become like this, Death Claw or Mother of Death Claw, you can call me whatever you want."

It is impossible to say whether he really forgot or just didn't want to mention it, so he gave up asking, took a deep breath and continued.

"Then let me change the question... Can you tell me what happened here?"

"What happened... That's a good question. Since you know that 'Yong', you must know the experiments being conducted in Shelter No. 79."

Seeing the man in front of her nod, the Mother of Death Claw slowly spoke and continued.

"Very good, then I don't have to start from the beginning..."

"After the death of the first generation of managers, we adjusted our experimental ideas and adopted a more radical strategy. We turned the outer area of ​​the shelter into a research area, captured mutants from the wasteland for genetic modification, and then released them into the research area to simulate a more severe wasteland environment."

"This is a natural test site. The camera can theoretically cover every corner of the shelter, and we can fully observe the entire process of the experiment. After completing these preparations, we began to clone the unfinished experimental subjects on a large scale and send them to the research area, recording their survival rate, survival time and other indicators, and selecting the best individuals for improvement, and then repeating the experiment..."

"And in this process, it's not just the clones that evolve. The mutants we captured from the outside world also evolve faster under natural selection..."

Standing aside, staring at the edge of the VM and watching the subtitles, I couldn't help swallowing.

What kind of battle royale is this?

The Mother of Deathclaws didn't stop and continued.

"We got a lot of excellent samples... However, what's distressing is that although they are close to perfect in terms of physical function, there is still a big gap from the 'eternity' we envisioned. Moreover, more and more experimental data show that when this planet enters a new era, human performance under natural selection is not as good as the other alternatives... Let alone giving birth to a new civilization, maybe in a few thousand years, there will be no trace of human beings on this planet."

"We have heard that some shelters are studying human subspecies. It is said that the imagined new humans are even more tolerant of extreme environments than cockroaches. Although we don't know whether they succeeded, their research ideas have indeed inspired us. If we are not bound by the form of life, our civilization can actually continue in another form... in other forms of intelligent creatures."

"Later, we adjusted the experimental ideas for the second time, no longer sticking to clones, but expanding the options to all species in the entire research area. Soon, an excellent sample stood out..."

Bian Pashui swallowed his saliva.

"...Deathclaw?"

"Yes," the heavy eyelids blinked, and the Mother of Deathclaw continued, "It has a strong vitality and unparalleled physical functions. Even the power armor is still slightly inferior to the fully developed Deathclaw... and the most important thing is that it only needs to be regularly injected with special serum, and in theory it can live forever in the true sense."

"Although from the current perspective, this seems a bit hard to accept, it is hard to say in a few decades. When our civilization enters a new era, when everyone embraces evolution, the 'people' at that time should not mind what their emperor looks like, and our mission will be completed in another form... The new era will praise our achievements . "

"In the third year of the plan, we successfully cultivated an almost perfect sample that can serve as a new container for our consciousness. Through neural transplantation, we successfully transplanted the consciousness of some residents into the eternal body. "

"However, unfortunately, there was a slight deviation in our experiment. Those samples were too smart, so smart that it was difficult to distinguish. Although we have accepted them, they are not very happy to accept us. "

"Because of a mistake, some of the experimental subjects broke through the regional restrictions, and some even escaped outside. Among them were mutant creatures and those clones who had been marginalized... You should have seen those things in the wasteland. "

The source of the alien species is actually here?!

This is an incredible discovery.

Bianbianhuashui immediately asked.

"Those Death Claws outside...all ran away from here?"

The Mother of Death Claws continued.

"Most of them, in fact, not just the Death Claws, most of the early alien species in the wasteland have very weak physical functions. After the improved experimental subjects escape from here, it won't take long for them to replace the naturally mutated alien species...including the byproducts of the experiments, including the clones we originally cultivated."

"Clones?" Bianbianhuashui was slightly stunned, "You mean...the savages in this shelter?"

The mother of the Death Claws said in a calm tone.

"Yes, they brought the genes here, including the tribal culture formed in the experiment. For more than a century, you may not see pure-blooded "savages", but you should be able to find some individuals who are different from ordinary people from some primitive tribes, especially the leaders of those tribes."

"They often have a physique different from ordinary people, and even show alien characteristics to some extent...Do you think that is the ability given to them by nature?"

The mother of the Death Claws bared her teeth, and the arc at the corner of her mouth seemed to be mocking herself.

"However, they can become leaders and pass on their powerful genes in the cruel jungle... This is also the result of natural selection."

Bianbianhuashui held his breath.

He suddenly thought of several bosses encountered in the previous version.

Including the "Bear" of the Blood Hand Clan.

And the "Golden Tooth" of the Bone Chewing Tribe.

Their blood and the culture flowing in their blood, the source of everything is actually here.

"I thought it was awakening..."

The Mother of Death Claws laughed dully.

"Awakening? Haha, is that what you call that phenomenon?"

Bianbianhuashui stared at him and suddenly said.

"Are you a researcher here?"

"Researcher... I guess so, I did participate in the experiment."

After a long silence, the Mother of Death Claws shook the long horns on her head and suddenly said in a half-joking tone.

"Don't pretend, in fact, after saying so much, you probably guessed... I am the manager here."

"Of course... some people call me the Great Horned Deer God."