Global Distortion: The Mutation Frenzy of Billions of Lives

People were panicking.

Screams were heard everywhere.

The safety passage on the second floor was filled with the shouts and roars of men fighting monsters.

The heavy hardwood tables, the expensive leather sofas, and the bookshelves with various books were all pushed into the corridor.

"Save me!!"

"I'm still down there, don't block the road!"

"Let me go up, let me go up, ah ah ah ah ah..."

The safety passage on the second floor of the apartment was finally blocked, but the men who were at the front turned around and showed extremely angry eyes.

Betrayal.

Stab in the back.

You blocked the monsters in front, but others blocked the retreat.

Amid the curses and screams, the crimson slurry seeped through the gaps in the furniture and flowed out.

The men's voices also disappeared, replaced by the terrifying chewing sound.

"What a familiar plot."

Yang Feng sighed slightly. The end of the world had just begun, and a good show was staged.

This was even when he notified in advance! !

Yang Feng had already sent a message, asking them to lock the door of the apartment, block the safety passage with heavy objects, and build fortifications.

Fortunately, the door was really locked, otherwise... a large number of rotten monsters would pour in, and those few reckless men would not be able to stop them, and the whole building might be slaughtered.

"Huh?"

Yang Feng's apartment is in Room 405 on the 4th floor.

At this time, there were some strangers sitting on the corridor, with horror written all over their faces, leaning against the wall and gasping for breath.

Survivors? ?

Are these people refugees who ran for their lives on the street and broke in from the safety passage? ?

Click.

The door of Room 407 opened.

A beautiful girl appeared.

She had pure eyes and long black hair. She looked a little quiet, but she was the type who exercised regularly, with a slim and energetic figure.

Su Manman.

Yang Feng remembered this neighbor, who had a good heart and was not suitable for surviving in the end times.

"Here~~"

Su Manman took out some clean towels and handed them to the poor refugees around.

"Wait a moment."

"I'll get you some more food."

Su Manman ran back to the room, took out some instant noodles, and prepared hot water for the refugee survivors.

The survivors in the corridor thanked her again and again, trembling as they took the instant noodles, wishing they could kowtow to Su Manman.

Good man!

What a good man.

Yang Feng shook his head secretly.

As the saying goes, kill the saints first in the end times.

There is nothing wrong with kindness itself, but when the saints' hearts are at work, some saints will do some very extreme stupid things.

Indecisive.

Don't know how to make choices.

Don't know how to sacrifice.

In order to satisfy their obsession with kindness, they want to save everything, but they can't come up with a feasible and specific plan, which often kills more people in the end.

"Yang Feng!!"

"You're back."

"Did you just go downstairs to help?"

Su Manman saw Yang Feng's figure, her face suddenly brightened, and she trotted to his side.

"There are too many refugees here."

"I don't have much supplies, can you please help them too?"

Su Manman showed a thirsty look, pure and clear eyes, flashing with hope and kindness.

Click.

Yang Feng opened the door of the room.

"Look."

"Poverty."

"I didn't stock up anything, no supplies at all."

Yang Feng shrugged, and Su Manman's expression was a little more surprised.

"Ah?"

"Didn't you see the property group...Some big guys have already reminded us to stock up more supplies."

Su Manman took out her mobile phone and showed Yang Feng a few chat records.

Of course Yang Feng knew.

Those seemingly crazy messages were sent by him using his smurf account.

"I didn't see it."

Yang Feng leaned against the door frame, his eyes more mocking: "Su Manman, you are so kind, you have helped so many people, otherwise... you can help me too."

Su Manman was stunned after hearing this.

She showed a little bitterness on her face, but she gritted her teeth and turned around, ran back to her room, and there were a few boxes of self-heating hot pot in her arms.

"I don't know if you have any taboos, and I don't know what flavor you like." Su Manman lowered her head and handed over a few boxes of self-heating hot pot.

"Thank you."

Yang Feng didn't wait for her to finish, grabbed the boxes of food, turned around and walked back to his room.

Bang.

With a dull heavy sound, Su Manman was only responded by the cold door.

"What kind of person is this!"

"Too unkind!!"

"That's right, a scumbag."

"People give you food, and you have this attitude??"

The refugees and survivors around couldn't stand it anymore, and they discussed in a low voice, speaking up for Su Manman.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Su Manman just smiled bitterly: "We are all neighbors, we should help each other, do you need anything else?"

Stupid.

Really stupid.

Yang Feng returned to his bed, feeling sore all over his body. The battle just now squeezed every bit of his body's potential, and his muscles had reached their limit.

The apocalyptic disaster broke out.

At first, people could still maintain their sanity and maintain the civilization on the verge of collapse.

But as time went on, supplies became increasingly scarce, resources became increasingly scarce, and twisted and dark human hearts would slowly emerge.

By then.

The group of refugee survivors outside will no longer be grateful to you, but will turn into hungry wolf-like beasts and cruelly tear the lambs into pieces.

"It doesn't matter."

"As long as you don't offend me, otherwise..."

Yang Feng's eyes flashed with murderous intent. If anyone dares to offend him, let him see what a truly ferocious beast is! !

Corpse tumor.

Yang Feng took out the eight corpse tumors from his pocket again.

These corpse tumors contain a large amount of ectoplasm, which is the kind of light rain falling from the sky, a collection of ectoplasm and gravel.

This kind of corpse tumor... can make people stronger and gain certain special powers.

It can also be used as fuel bait and become food for existing [organs]. When accumulated to a certain level, it can evolve again.

【Ghost face---larvae】

The number of corpse tumors that need to be swallowed by dark gold-level organs must exceed several levels. After enough corpse tumors are swallowed, they will break out of their cocoons and be reborn.

Growth body.

Once the shackles of being a larva are broken through, a comprehensive qualitative change in ability will occur.

The mark between Yang Feng's eyebrows stretched.

A smooth mirror as dark as ink covered the cheek, split a mouth that extended to the ear, and stuck out a sticky tongue.

He swallowed all 8 corpse tumors at once.

Corpse tumor.

Ectoplasm.

The energy contained inside melts and dissolves quickly.

The ghost face swallowed it completely, and streams of heat flowed out of it, stimulating the tired body and strengthening the most basic functions.

"oh?"

"The ghost face swallows these corpse tumors and not only accumulates energy."

"Can it also slightly strengthen the body??"

Yang Feng was a little surprised. Not only did Ghost Face possess the ability of [Multi-dimensional Information Analysis], he could also use a small part of the devoured energy to strengthen his physical body.

The feeling of muscle soreness slowly disappears.

The tired pain all over my body gradually dissipated.

A large amount of fat energy is absorbed and used to strengthen the body's basic functions. In just a few hours, the body's strength has been improved to a higher level.

Although it is far from exceeding human limits.

But... Yang Feng's body is almost comparable to provincial athletes who exercise all year round.

At least I won't be out of breath after even a little exercise.