Drawing cards can't save the weird world

Fly was an orphan. He was placed at the gate of the orphanage when he was a baby, with nothing on his body except the word "Fly" written on a piece of parchment.

He is talented and intelligent, and he has been different since he was a child. At the age of 20, he has completed the undergraduate courses of the Stanford School of Biology, and has been appreciated by his tutors and participated in many scientific research projects.

Fast forward to 40 years.

Originally, Fu Lai, who had always been a top-notch talent and intelligence among his peers, gradually disappeared in the field of scientific research where geniuses are dense.

Now that he is getting older and has not achieved any amazing results, he has gradually smoothed his edges and corners.

Until last year, in September, after the "large-scale collective mental disorder infection (the official cover-up of the gluttonous sect's attack on Lord of the Flies)" broke out, he suddenly had frequent dreams.

Dreams are full of bizarre scenes, plausible words, and unspeakable voices.

Although he had a bad rest during that time, his inspiration was like a blowout. Every day is haggard and excited.

First, he suddenly figured out several scientific research problems, completed the scientific research project at hand, and even thought of many valuable scientific research projects and directions.

After experiencing the initial excitement, he chose a project of "genetic deployment and synthesis" to specialize in, trying to make up for human genetic defects and completely solve most diseases, including cancer!

If the project is successful, he will be able to make human beings free from all diseases, and even achieve perfection in all aspects of the body, and he will be famous in history and become a great man! He will be the savior!

During that time, he was extremely fanatical, spending sleep and food every day doing experiments, sorting out data, and adjusting equipment in the laboratory.

It seemed that there was an invisible force supporting him to complete the arduous research all night long.

By October of this year, his research finally had a key breakthrough.

He adjusted the gene of a fruit fly to make it stronger and faster, and did not die as quickly as other experimental subjects.

Excited, he began experimenting with other creatures.

However, the experiment ran into a second difficulty. The experiment was successful in fruit flies with less genetic information and simple fragments, but in more complex and advanced mammals, this deployment is thousands of times more difficult!

After another sleepless study, he realized with great dismay that he might not be able to complete the original intention of the project. It seems that he can only make super flies, but not super people.

How beautiful it is when it succeeds, and how cruel it is thousands of times when it fails.

The countless praises when the inspiration broke out, now turned into silent laughter. At this time, the feeling of omnipotence left him, and turned into an incomparable emptiness and depression.

What made him feel even more desperate was that because of more than a year of crazy research, his beloved girlfriend had already moved on.

When he saw her again, she had just come out of a man's house, her hair was disheveled and her face was flushed.

Facing Fu Lai, his girlfriend passed by without any expression.

At that moment he finally understood, he seemed to hear the sound of broken glass, but he understood the obscure whisper in the previous dream, he was inspired!

"That's right, if I can concoct a super fly, and then add the excellent genes of the fly to human genes, wouldn't that be a superman in disguise?"

Under the madness and collapse, he chose to experiment with himself.

The experiment was successful, and after being injected with the super fly gene, he became strong, strong, agile, intelligent, quick-responsive, and had excellent dynamic vision...he became a superman!

He became handsome and charming, he easily won the praise and admiration of his colleagues, and easily changed his ex-girlfriend. In the evening, I have a lot of physical strength. I exercise for two or three hours, which makes my ex-girlfriend hoarse.

Three days later, however, the Fly Demon was born.

His distortion seemed to happen in an instant, he was stunned at that instant, and then he seemed to hear someone talking. Then he violently grabbed his own face and tore it off, the skin shattered, revealing the Fly Man covered with black bristles underneath!

Nothing is known about this new monster, except that he feeds on (or gains strength from) the tears of sentient beings, and that his long, forked, furry tongue infects the eyes of his victims.

There is a spiritual parasite that parasitizes the eyes along with sucking tears.

If the person dies, the parasite dies too. But if the person is alive, the parasite will eat the victim's eye and develop.

It's too short a time to know what the second stage of the parasite looks like, but this new form of infective parasite is not a good thing.

"So? Find him and kill him?" Zhao Hao asked.

"That would be the best! But what the research department wants to catch alive is just the strength of that monster..." The agent wanted to explain, but Zhao Hao waved his hand to stop it.

My time is very tight, and I have to go back to eat turkey.

Although I am a clone now, but I am not as comfortable as eating turkey wholeheartedly. Finish work early and go home early!

The owner of the house was the victim, a woman living alone.

Luckier than the five or six previous victims, she survived the attack of Fry the Fly Demon, and was rescued by a salesman who knocked on the door.

At this time, the salesman had been "photographed (memory erased)" and let go, and the woman was taken back by the Medical Department of the Mystery Bureau for research and treatment.

Zhao Hao recruited a small team of heavily armed black-clothed agents, brought a lot of live capture equipment, and entered the house.

The physical and spiritual traces in the room were clearly visible, and Zhao Hao even found a black bristle on the ground.

A medical department agent in a chemical hazmat suit collected the black hair with tweezers.

This thing is the kind of hard, insect hair, not animal hair.

"Did you escape through the window?" Zhao Hao leaned out of the window and saw footprints on the roof.

"Follow me below..."

After tracking for 20 minutes, the traces disappeared in an abandoned old building.

"The target is hiding in this area, call more people to attack in! If you can catch alive, you can catch them alive, if you can't, just kill them directly, and equip them hard! Don't listen to those idiots from the storage department and the scientific research department. Not them! Let them catch them alive!"

When Zhao Hao assigned a task, he had to perform his supporting duties, and he would work hard to assist in the future.

What I didn't expect was that the Fly Demon had already absorbed a lot of tears at this time, and his psychic power had soared to enter the Black Iron 5-star!

His various abilities have been strengthened. The two antenna-like antennae sense the sound in the air, the fluff on his legs senses the vibration of the ground, and the compound eyes sense the brilliance of psionic energy. He discovered Zhao Hao and the black-clothed agent in advance. they!

Just as the support was rushing over, a black figure suddenly jumped out from the window of the abandoned third floor, at a very fast speed. After overtaking the three black-clothed agents standing in front of Zhao Hao, he jumped over twenty meters in an instant, grabbed Zhao Hao, and then took off and got into another abandoned low building!

"Not good! Protect Mr. Zhao! Quick, rush in!"

The black-clothed agents downstairs were in a mess. Some shot at the window, some radioed for support, and some rushed into the building to rescue them.

However, the Fly Demon chose this building for a reason, and it was arranged by him in advance. The corridors are all blocked, and the room is also covered with some secretion-like things, and it is not easy to get in.

This fly demon Fulai was extremely intelligent since he was a child, and apart from falling on a woman, he didn't suffer much.

He still understands the so-called three caves of the cunning rabbit, so there is a hidden den nearby.

At this time, the Fly Demon had three pairs of arms, two huge protruding red compound eyes on his head so that his eyes could not be seen, a pair of tentacles also grew on his head, two large transparent wings on his back, and many black bristles on his body .

To be honest, at this time, there is only a human form, which can be called a humanoid mutated big fly!

He hugged Zhao Hao fiercely with his four arms, his head was only 20 centimeters away from Zhao Hao.

On the other side, Fly Demon laughed with a weird voice and tone: "I haven't tasted the tears of a psychic yet!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his twisted, forked, hairy tongue of more than twenty centimeters, and licked Zhao Hao's eyes.

Zhao Hao, who was being ordered by Elena to eat, suddenly stopped, and put down his chopsticks.

Elena asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Hao forced a smirk: "It's nothing, I'm choking. I'll take a sip of juice to calm my shock!"

"Fuck! I can't take it anymore!" The avatar Zhao Hao suddenly swears, stunned Fly Demon Fulai.

Zhao Hao said coldly: "At first I wanted to fight with you as an ordinary support, but what I got in exchange was disgusting. Stop pretending, I'm going to showdown! I'm going to replace Kenjiro!"

Immediately afterwards, his whole body swelled up, his muscles swelled up like an inflated balloon, his whole body burst out with infinite strength, the blood in his body surged like a surging river, the exuberance of blood even made Fly Demon Falai feel severe pain!

Oh no. The severe pain was because Zhao Hao, who had already changed Kenjiro's vest, broke his four arms all at once.

The violent transformation tore Zhao Hao's clothes. Now that his shirt has burst, there is absolutely no possibility of a peaceful solution to this matter!

Kenjiro Zhao stomped the stumped limbs and arms on the ground into bloody mud, and pointed at the screaming Fly Demon with one hand, "You've affected my appetite, you bloody smash!"

Thanks for the 5,000 rewards from the book friend "Shang Lin complains about the poor"!

Thank you book friends for the 100 rewards of "Going to dream and become a mallet"!

Thank you both!