Chapter 392 Bloody Battle in the Fog

"Giao!? Bighorn Deer God?!"

Walking in the corridor of the sample library where the serum was stored, with the tail of the earphone hanging on his ear, he couldn't help but scream in surprise.

At this moment, the expressions on Rourou and Zhimahu's faces were also full of surprise, although the former's expression change was not so obvious.

Because the edge brother had been using the microphone and the signal was not blocked, the translated subtitles were quickly transmitted to all nearby VMs simultaneously.

Not only them.

Including the good brothers of the Death Corps.

At this moment, all the players active in the nearby area have completely gone through the plot triggered by the edge brother.

"No wonder... that guy said that half of the chaos in this land came from here." Rourou muttered softly.

Through genetic engineering, the process of natural selection was artificially accelerated, and a species with strength far exceeding the general level was cultivated...

Not even just a species.

Including those predators who maintain the life of the tribe.

They are not all descendants of clones produced by experiments in Shelter No. 79, but some of them have obviously merged the genes that flowed out from here.

They have strong bodies, the development of some organs is different from that of ordinary people, and even show animal characteristics under certain circumstances...

That is not awakening at all.

But a

"Gene pollution?" Zhima Paste whispered while holding the radio.

Tail suddenly found the blind spot and spoke.

"Wait. The mother of the death claw said that she is the manager of Shelter No. 79, so who is the guy on the radio?"

Rourou: "Yongshi?"

Tail tilted his head.

"But didn't that plan fail?"

Zhima Paste thought for a moment and said.

"Maybe... it's just the managers of Shelter 79 who think it's a failure, but some people don't think the experiment has failed? After all, didn't the Mother of Deathclaw say that some of the test subjects ran out..."

As for the results, they did not breed an immortal and morally perfect "Emperor", but they did not gain nothing.

They successfully broke through the limit of 23 pairs of chromosomes and transplanted human consciousness to a more powerful existence, thus breaking through the limit of what humans can achieve.

And this is exactly what they said "power that is not limited to the form of life".

The guy who called himself "Yongshi" obviously believed from the bottom of his heart that the experiment had been successful.

He not only completely embraced evolution, but also completely accepted himself now, thinking that he was the ultimate form of Plan 79.

The three of them almost subconsciously thought of the Deathclaw outside.

The Deathclaw regarded Xiangling Town as its own territory, and kept the survivors there in the library to guard the legacy of pre-war civilization and the entrance to Shelter 79 for itself.

On the way to the research area, they found the bodies of mercenaries and bounty hunters.

Judging from the clothes and weapons of those people, they were obviously not from here, but more like wastelanders from outside.

Obviously, they were not the first survivors to be "tricked" into this place in the past century, nor were they the first to help that guy get the serum.

All the clues were connected together, and the truth finally surfaced.

Rourou said to himself with a look of realization.

"No wonder he needs to rely on others to help him get the serum... With such a large size, he really can't get in here."

The entire shelter was designed entirely for human habitation, and there were no passages or rooms prepared for the Death Claws.

The Mother of the Death Claws, who called herself the "Big Horned Deer God", was the best example. It could only lie there and could not move because of its infinitely expanded size.

It couldn't even get food by itself, but instead needed to rely on the help of those thin younger generations... It was really hard to say who was keeping whom captive.

For some reason, a nasty image suddenly appeared in Rourou's mind, and he immediately shook his head to get rid of the image.

Weiba frowned and touched his chin in thought.

"But... the administrator is still alive, right? How did he get the administrator's authority?"

Zhimahu shook his head.

"I don't know. Maybe it was deception, maybe it was coercion, maybe there was some mechanism that we don't understand in the transfer of administrator authority. In short, no matter what method, he obviously got the authority to the shelter gate before he had the opportunity to escape from this shelter.

Not even just the authority to the shelter gate.

But the authority to all the rooms along the way from the research area to the shelter gate.

The administrator authority of this shelter seems to be divided and not completely in the hands of the administrator.

After a pause, Zhimahu looked at the sample library in front of him where the serum was stored, and continued with a complicated expression.

"I even have a feeling that maybe the experiment here has never ended, and natural selection is still going on, including us... and those mercenaries who died a long time ago, are all part of the ongoing experiment."

"And the reason why Yong Shi's desire to get the serum is not only because he needs to use the serum to prolong his life, but also because he needs to use the experimental results here. Use the serum that condenses countless experimental conclusions to become stronger. "

Rourou: "Hiss... Maybe it's really possible. "

"Oh!" Tail said with sparkling eyes, "Great! Is Zhimahu actually a detective in real life? "

Being looked at by two pairs of admiring eyes, Zhimahu's cheeks were slightly red, and the cat ears on his head shook embarrassedly.

"I, I... I'm just an ordinary teacher. "

There are already so many clues.

Normally, you can think of it...,

The two people and the bear standing at the door of the laboratory were talking openly.

Although the radio was in Zhimahu's arms, because of the language barrier, Yongshi couldn't understand what they were saying at all.

And since just now, the sound from the other end of the radio disappeared, and even the clanging sound of metal knocking against each other could not be heard.

"What should we do now? Take the serum out? "Tails asked, stroking his chin.

Rourou muttered, "That two-story-high death claw must be waiting for us outside... The legion's centurions were driven away by it before, and it would be a disaster if we go there."

That guy is almost immortal.

Even if it was bombarded by a 100mm artillery at a close distance, it was still alive and kicking as if nothing had happened. Even if it was hit by bullets on the head, it could still avoid death with its strong recovery and toughness.

At this time, Zhimahu's eyes moved slightly.

"...I have an idea."

Weird gave a thumbs up without asking.

"Oh! Then do as you say!"

Rourou: "...?" "

There is a whole box of serum stored in the laboratory, a total of 26 bottles, which seem to be produced by some kind of automated equipment.

As Zhimahu guessed, this experimental facility is still working and has been working according to the preset experimental process for a century.

Under the observation of intelligent experimental equipment, they extract evolution factors from the winners of natural selection, and purify them to synthesize mutation-inducing serum.

And through the conversation with the manager of Shelter No. 79, the players have learned the purpose of these serums.

They are not used to reverse the evolution that has already occurred, but to allow the mutated individuals that have already occurred to continue to evolve in a more extreme and more adaptable direction to the environment, and finally give birth to a terrifying existence beyond nature.

That is-

The King of Death Claws!

The dog planner did not name the BOSS wandering outside, so the players can only use their imagination to name it themselves.

At this time, Debt Eyes suddenly had an idea and said.

"By the way, what if we give Garbage Jun a shot? "

The drum shampooer was stunned.

"I don't know, why don't we try to trick it over here?"

The construction site boy and the brick said excitedly.

"That's a good idea! I'll go to the forum and call him later!"

Edgewater coughed and patted his brothers on the shoulders.

"The serum has been obtained... We should also withdraw. "

After obtaining the serum, the players evacuated Shelter No. 79 one after another and returned to the Municipal Library at No. 79 Xiangling Street.

Put the radio on the table.

Tail, Rourou and Zhima Paste looked at each other, cleared their throats vigorously, made a serious expression and reached out to turn on the power.

It was like completing some kind of religious ritual.

"Dear Mr. Yong, we have successfully obtained the serum!"

After a short electrical noise.

A hoarse and low voice came from the radio.

"Really? ! "

Although the voice was full of fatigue, it still couldn't cover up the surprise that was almost overflowing.

"Oh! Really! "

Tail nodded vigorously, as a response to the slight surprise, and then continued, "By the way, how should the serum be used? Just catch an alien and give it an injection?"

"Ahem, of course not, this serum is only effective for death claws. "It seems that they are worried that these people will waste the serum,

The voice on the other end of the radio said immediately.

"Ah? So that's it." Tail made a disappointed expression on his face, "But... how can we catch the death claw?"

The voice on the radio said patiently.

"Death claws... are indeed difficult to deal with, but there is no need to worry about this. I know an expert in this field. He has a way to make wild death claws obedient and accept treatment obediently."

Zhima Paste suddenly interrupted thoughtfully and asked.

"But if the mutation that has already occurred is reversed... the degenerated death claws will soon be eliminated by natural selection, right? How to ensure that the trait can be inherited? "

"Don't worry about that. The change of traits will not happen immediately, but will gradually accumulate in the process of inheritance... This will be a slow process. "

It seems that he can't make up any more stories. After fooling around for a while, Yong ended the topic abruptly.

"The technology involved is too complicated and cannot be explained in a few words... You don't have to understand so much, just do what I say. Please, just think of it as for the people who are still alive in this world. "

This sentence again.

Wei Ba, Zhi Zhi Pao and Rou Rou looked at each other.

Although it was the same sentence, they clearly felt the change in this guy's attitude.

After learning that the serum had been taken out of the shelter, this guy was too lazy to make up an excuse carefully.

Maybe in his opinion, it was not difficult to snatch the box of serum from them.

However, perhaps considering the potential risk of serum damage, he is still trying to get the serum from them by coaxing.

If Si Si hadn't brought the diary to the official website, they might have been kept in the dark.

"Oh, no problem! What should we do? "Tails said with a wink.

The voice on the radio continued.

"I'll give you a coordinate. You can find the person I mentioned there, and he will tell you how to use the serum. "

Thinking of the plan Zhima Paste had mentioned earlier, Tail asked excitedly: "Now?"

Yong said patiently.

"Of course not now, my friend doesn't want to risk being discovered by the airship, so let's wait until the day after tomorrow."

"It should be foggy the day after tomorrow morning. You can just take the serum with you then. "

After learning that the serum had been successfully transferred outside the shelter, Yong, who had been urging them to hurry up, was not so anxious.

Two days passed quickly.

At the agreed time, the White Bear Knights followed the instructions of the radio and took the serum to the agreed location.

However, to everyone's surprise, what was waiting here was not a human, but a death claw that had just passed its infancy.

Its limbs were completely bitten off, and even its tail was only half left. It crawled on the ground, and its hoarse breathing sounded like wailing.

Tail subconsciously clenched the assault rifle in his hand, raised the muzzle and aimed at the wild monster.

However, at this moment, the radio lying in Zhimahu's arms suddenly spoke.

"Don't worry, that guy is harmless, and it has become like this, it has no strength to bite you"

Accompanied by a tooth-grinding laugh, the voice no longer concealed the excitement and cruelty in the tone.

Pretending not to hear anything unusual, Zhimahu took a deep breath of cold air and asked in a serious tone.

"Where is your friend?"

"He may not be able to come because of some things, but it doesn't matter, it's the same with you here." Yongshi said in a happy voice.

Sure enough, the residents of the shelter are much easier to deceive than those cunning wastelanders.

In order to trick those mercenaries and bounty hunters into helping him enter the shelter to recover the serum, he kidnapped, threatened with death, and promised benefits.

And now, he just used the excuse of "saving the world".

Expecting to save the world with a few serums...

Only the residents of the shelter would believe this fairy tale.

Zhimahu asked seriously.

"What's next? What do you need us to do?"

"Well, let me think about it. First, take the box and go over there, then take out the serum in the upper left corner and give the beast an injection, anywhere."

Ordinary needles cannot penetrate the scales of the Death Claw.

But obviously this does not include the one lying in the middle of the street.

The unlucky guy was blinded, his limbs and tail were bitten off, and he was almost half dead. His weak breathing was like a candle in the wind, as if he would leave this world in the next second.

Obviously, the Yong family did not completely trust them.

Perhaps the serum came too easily, which made him alert, so he got a little guy from nowhere to "test the poison".

But she didn't intend to poison it.

With the immunity and recovery ability of a hexagonal warrior like the Death Claw, it would probably take a dose that could kill it to poison it.

"…I'll do it."

Giving Wei and Rourou a firm look, Zhimahu pretended not to know and put the radio on the ground, then walked forward with the box.

She took out a serum from the silver-white box, aimed at the bloody half of the shoulder, Zhimahu mustered up the courage and poked the needle in her hand.

As the syringe was pushed down, the hoarse howl sounded almost at the same time.

The death claw that was injected suddenly bounced up from the ground as if it had been electrocuted, and then lost its balance and fell back heavily.

It was like a last gasp, it twisted its body painfully on the ground like an earthworm, and blood wine was everywhere.

In less than a minute, the death claw suddenly straightened up and curled up on the ground, completely losing its breath and heartbeat, and stopped moving.

Witnessing the bloody scene in front of him, Zhimahu, who was standing aside, was terrified and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Fa, what happened?"

"Hahaha... nothing, very good!"

After throwing down this half sentence without a beginning or an end, the voice disappeared from the radio.

Almost at the same time, the towering body appeared from the morning mist in the distance, with iron chains hanging all over its body, and walked towards it with heavy and steady steps.

Feeling the oppression coming towards them, the eyes of the two people and the bear widened.

"I'm a super-large garbage man." Tail muttered in a low voice, and couldn't help but take a look at the tall building in the distance, and then quickly retracted his sight.

Rourou, who was standing next to her, was nervously alert and had already taken a defensive posture.

"Another, another mother?"

"Huh?! How do you know it's a mother?"

Rourou's face blushed slightly.

"Look for yourself..."

The two-story-high Death Claw did not take her alert to heart, but just gave her a light warning.

Suddenly, it spoke in human language.

"Not all creatures can bear the blessing of evolution. That little guy has overdrawn all his potential. It is normal for him to die."

It looked at the two people and the bear standing in the middle of the street, and said with a cruel smile on its lips like rotten wood.

"Don't panic. I won't hurt you. After all, you have helped me so much."

Sesame paste swallowed his saliva and said with a trembling voice.

"You are... Yongshi?"

Although she had guessed it.

But seeing such a big guy speaking in human language still made her feel a little incredible.

"It seems you are very surprised,"

Satisfiedly appreciating the expression on the girl's face, Yongshi was too lazy to make up those excuses for the foot, and continued in an imperative tone.

"Now, help me inject the serum. Later, I will trouble you to do one more thing for me, help me kill the beast in Shelter 7-9.

It is downstairs in the room at the entrance of the research area. I will pay you after the task is completed."

Its authority is not complete.

There is still a part in the hands of the manager of Shelter 7-9. Only by killing that guy can he obtain full authority and completely control every inch of Shelter 79.

Looking up at the giant, Zhimahu swallowed his saliva.

"The reward is..."

"Evolution."

Speaking lightly, Yong looked down at her with a smile, and his breath blew the grass leaves that drilled out of the concrete road to the left and right.

"Don't you want to be like me? Possessing extraordinary power. You will retain your will and become the most powerful creature on this planet. You can even breed your own tribe and become their ancestors."

Sesame paste had a stiff expression and did not speak.

Tail, standing not far away, suddenly trembled.

"Uh, sorry... I still think bears are cuter."

Rourou also nodded with a subtle expression.

"Well, I suddenly think it's good to be a bear."

According to the routine of general RPG, there should be a divergence of options here. If you choose to embrace evolution, you may embark on another completely different main line.

However, if it is a closed beta game, entering an unfinished branch line may also jump out due to a BUG.

"How should I inject you?" Sesame paste asked cautiously, "The needle for injecting serum. Can't pierce your scales at all? "

This is very simple."

Very satisfied with the docile attitude of the little girl in front of him, it slightly lowered its towering head and approached her.

Then, it slowly opened its bloody mouth.

The smelly air hit him in the face. It was obvious that he had never brushed his teeth since he became a different species.

Looking at the forked, wriggling tongue and the throbbing capillaries, Zhimahu, who was holding the serum, felt his hair stand on end and his blood seemed to have solidified.

However, there was no better opportunity than now.

At the moment when Yongshi relaxed her vigilance, she suddenly took out two grenades with shortened fuses and threw them into his mouth. When the foreign objects entered his mouth, his pupils as big as a basin were instantly filled with surprise and fear.

Without watching the explosion, Zhimahu nimbly ducked and hid in a scrap car nearby.

Almost at the same time, a loud bang was heard.

The explosion of fire splashed wildly, and the flying flesh and broken teeth stuck to the walls and scrap cars on both sides of the street, making a sizzling sound.

Zhimahu carefully poked his head out of the shelter.

I saw that head that looked like rotten wood, the entire chin was blown to pieces, and blood was dripping...

"Did it work?"

There was a hint of excitement in his eyes, but this excitement did not last for two seconds, and it turned into solemnity as the huge body slowly moved.

I saw that the bloody wound was like crawling with wriggling earthworms, healing at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.

Although she did think about it, it was a bit unrealistic to expect to kill this level of BOSS with two grenades.

However, what she didn't expect was that this guy's recovery speed was completely beyond her cognition. Even if the head suffered a fatal blow, even if the shrapnel pierced its skull, it could still recover as before, and it didn't even give her time to make up for it...

Is this guy still a carbon-based creature? !

"Very good..."

When the last inch of the wound was sutured, Yong shook his head gently, the iron chain on his body bumped against each other, and turned his head to look at Zhima Paste hiding behind the scrap car.

It spoke slowly.

"The road to becoming a saint is right in front of you. I gave you a chance, but you foolishly chose to refuse."

It stretched out its claws.

The half-meter-long blade curled like five sickles. The murderous intent visible to the naked eye penetrated the thick morning mist and filled the entire street in an instant. At the same time, there was a shrill noise in the distance.

That was the howl of the Death Claw.

As we all know, summoning imps is an inherent skill of most level BOS. It is obvious that it did not come here alone.

The nearby area is its nest, and there are obviously its own kind around it.

"I will kill you in the most cruel way. Including your kind."

"Goodbye--"

Before the voice fell, a flash of fire flashed in the thick fog, and the sound of artillery rolled in from a distance like thunder on the ground.

The 37mm armor-piercing incendiary bullet fired by the heavy cavalry rifle traveled a kilometer and hit its butt hard, causing its huge body to shake as if it had been kicked.

It also let out a painful howl.

"Oh! Si! Well done!" Tail excitedly waved his fist.

The visibility was less than 100 meters.

The shot, which was completely calculated based on the coordinates of teammates, actually hit the target!

Although it was a pity that it did not hit the vital point...

With a slight gasp, a calm voice blew from the headset at the same time.

"Plan B--"

"Get out of the way!"