Infinite Metaverse

The five people sat around and talked together, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Fu Qinghai was silent for only a second.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and pushed Huxley to the ground. The middle-aged man was caught off guard, lying prone and munching on shit, his whole face buried in the sand on the ground.

The three women were shocked by the sudden change.

Fu Qinghai pressed Huxley's neck hard and lifted up the clothes behind his back. The bulging ball of flesh under the skin seemed to feel the danger and hurriedly squirmed deeper into the body.

Fu Qinghai made a quick move and pressed down on the ball of flesh with a "snap". Regardless of Huxley's heart-rending screams beneath him, he directly picked up the bulge with his skin and flesh.

"squeak--"

Fu Qinghai picked up the shrill little creature with his fingers and looked at it carefully.

This is a larva that has just developed tentacles from the eggs. It looks like a small gray sea anemone. Its tentacles are slender and soft, with sharp underturned spikes at the end. They are still on Fu Qinghai's hand armor. Scratching constantly.

This is the Plaka parasite.

The appearance of the larva is almost completely borrowed from the ancient Japanese comic "Parasite Beast". It looks very similar to the Parasite Beast, and the way it emerges from the headless neck is exactly the same.

The appearance of the adult worm is based on the classic science fiction movie "Alien". It is similar to the shape of the facehugger, like a big dry spider, with fleshy membranes growing between the joints.

Human imagination may have its limits.

Fu Qinghai pinched it gently with his fingers.

"squeak!"

The parasite exploded into a slurry and died.

Fu Qinghai shook off the mucus on his hand and looked at Huxley.

Huxley was still lying on the ground, gasping in pain, blood was flowing from his back, and the red muscles rolled up, revealing his white spine, which looked terrible.

There seemed to be some broken tentacles hooked into the deep muscles, but before Fu Qinghai could help him, the muscles on Huxley's back squirmed and squeezed out these "foreign objects".

"Explain it."

Fu Qinghai said lightly.

Huxley stood up slowly, reached out and touched his gradually healing back, his expression changed, and after thinking about it, he finally said helplessly:

"Do you believe me when I say I don't know?"

After saying that, Huxley looked dejected, as if Fu Qinghai was going to draw his sword and kill him in the next second, and he was mentally prepared.

However, it was beyond his expectation.

Fu Qinghai said:

"I believe."

Huxley was stunned.

The three women were also stunned.

Chen Xinlu has already put on the hanging ring, Jiang Yixia's skin has turned half green, and even Li Xingxian, who has run out of casting materials, is ready to get the sniper blaster.

We must kill Huxley, the "traitor", to ashes.

Fu Qinghai said calmly:

"People who have completely combined with the Plaka parasite will have bloodshot eyes. It is very obvious and can be recognized at a glance. Your eyes have not turned red, which means you have not been controlled yet."

Fu Qinghai continued:

"I guess that while perfect humans use your body to produce various virus antibodies, they also test the ability of parasites on you. The result is that your body resists Plaka's parasitism, causing the eggs to grow slowly and has been unable to mature and replace the nerves in your spine.”

The Plaka parasite is different from generations of viruses and molds. It no longer belongs to microorganisms and has come to the category of animals. This makes all aspects of the Plaka parasite different from that of viruses and mold.

First of all, it is less transmissible than mold. At least in the larvae and adult stages, the size of the plaka parasite is visible to the naked eye, unlike viruses and molds that are invisible and pervasive, and the larvae that escape the host will die on the spot. , the adults can survive independently for only a few days at most.

Secondly, most of the viruses in Resident Evil are deeply integrated with infected people, and there are no antibodies or vaccines. In other words, zombies cannot be turned back into humans.

The Plaka parasite is just a parasite. If you can accept the cost of losing your spine and become hemiplegic, and the degree of fusion is not deep, it is still possible to remove the parasite and become a normal human being.

Among the twenty-four games in the Resident Evil series, only "Resident Evil 4" about the Plaka parasite won a pheasant award. For this reason, Fu Qinghai went to try it out and was quite impressed.

After hearing what Fu Qinghai said, the three women gradually relaxed.

Fu Qinghai smiled and said:

"Of course, there is another possibility."

"What's possible?"

Jiang Yixia asked.

"Perfect humans discovered us. They knew we were coming. They arranged for a flying dragon to send you here in advance, and deliberately injected insect eggs into your body. It takes a few hours to a few days for the eggs to turn into adults, depending on the time. Which type of parasite did they use? The appearance of you carrying the eggs is no different from that of a normal human being. When the eggs mature and take effect, you, completely controlled by the parasite, will give us a blow."

Fu Qinghai said with a smile.

Hearing this, the eyes of the three women suddenly became wary again.

Huxley raised his hands in surrender:

"I repeat, I really don't know anything."

Chen Xinlu frowned and asked:

"How do perfect humans know that we are coming? Even if Moira notified other secret strongholds in advance, they don't know which direction we will choose."

Fu Qinghai pointed at the sky.

Chen Xinlu suddenly realized: "Satellite!"

"But, but..."

Huxley hurriedly explained:

"But they don't even know that you and I know each other, and I don't have any friendship with you. How can a perfect human be so sure that you won't kill me as soon as we meet? It doesn't make sense at all."

Fu Qinghai shrugged:

"So I'm leaning toward the first possibility."

Huxley just breathed a sigh of relief.

"But the second possibility cannot be ruled out."

Huxley's nerves were aroused again.

Fu Qinghai picked up the weapon at hand:

"So, the time has come to test your sincerity. Now, take me to the secret stronghold of perfect humans."

…

Fu Qinghai was lowering his head to check his weapons.

Chen Xinlu frowned and asked:

"Are you going alone like this?"

"This is just a secret stronghold of perfect humans, not the headquarters of perfect humans. Since it is a 'secret' stronghold, it is impossible to deploy too many heavy weapons and high-level players. I know who the people inside are."

Fu Qinghai did not continue.

But the meaning is already obvious——

I can push them evenly.

Fu Qinghai knows the Plaka parasite very well and knows where the limit of strengthening of this thing is.

It wasn't that he couldn't defeat the fungus queen Moira before, he just didn't happen to have the right weapon.

Fu Qinghai inserted the bolt pistol loaded with explosive bombs and the plasma pistol loaded with solid hydrogen fuel rods into the sides of his thighs respectively, with the inertia hammer hanging on his back and the Blue Blade on his waist.

"Don't give them time to prepare."

Picking up Qingzhiya, Fu Qinghai said to Huxley:

"lead the way."

…

Yellow sand fills the sky.

After climbing over the ruins of the wall, the two came to a wide main road. This was once the main road of the city. The wind and sand in the sky could not hide it. There were buildings of different heights on both sides of the road, extending along the main road. .

Light gray and earthy yellow are the main colors of the entire city's ruins.

A tall and burly space warrior, and an ordinary-looking mutant, with their wide roads, desolate scenery, and lonely backs, they looked like two cowboys walking in a small western town.

The sense of déjà vu in Red Dead Redemption.

Fu Qinghai felt countless prying eyes.

from the buildings on both sides of the road.

They hid quietly behind the wall, they looked carefully and observed, they whispered to each other.

When Fu Qinghai and Huxley appeared in the Lost City, all the plots and tricks were meaningless.

Fu Qinghai didn't do any messy things like pretending not to know, blending in, or taking advantage of the situation.

He just showed his cards right away.

You know I'm here, and I know you're here.

An anti-material sniper rifle quietly protruded from the small hole in the wall, Steyr IWS2000.

"boom!"

Fu Qinghai raised his arm armor to block the helmet, and the warhead turned into a cluster of sparks and bounced away. The armor shell was undamaged, and Fu Qinghai's arm did not move at all.

He pulled out the plasma pistol from his waist, raised his hand and fired. The blue beam of light penetrated the building window. Fu Qinghai didn't even look at it. He hooked his finger on the trigger guard, turned the gun and inserted it into the side of his leg.

The snipers hiding in the building, including their men and their guns, were turned into scraps of flesh and blood, stuck on the walls.

The people hiding in the buildings on both sides quietly retreated.

The two continued to stride forward.

"Buzz, rumble, rumble..."

The roar of the engine sounded in the distance.

Three huge wheeled armored vehicles stirred up dust all over the sky. The "\u003c" shaped fronts of the vehicles were raised high, and they were heading towards the two of them at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour. Four anti-tank missiles were mounted on the roof of the vehicles. , thick white smoke has been sprayed out from behind the cylinder.

"Locked by infrared guidance!"

Qing Ming prompted.

"leave me alone."

Fu Qinghai ordered.

After saying that, Fu Qinghai strode forward.

"call out--"

The TOW anti-tank missile roared towards him. Fu Qinghai used his Force perception to the fullest. He jumped up at the moment the missile hit. With a wave of his hand, the missile was pushed away in all directions by invisible forces. Fu Qinghai made a gorgeous jump in mid-air. Turning around, the chain sword cut off the long and thin line connecting the missile.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Missiles exploded on surrounding buildings.

Fu Qinghai kicked off the ground as soon as he landed, ejected and started to face the tall armored vehicle that crashed violently. His muscles all over his body bulged explosively, and his electronic muscle fiber bundles were tightly stretched. He clenched the inertia hammer in his hand and moved half a circle in the air, fiercely One note to tease.

"Dong——"

The two armored vehicles behind were shocked to find that the front vehicle had been completely lifted up. The rear of the 35-ton 8×8 heavy-wheeled armored vehicle flew into the air one meter above the ground, and then crashed onto the top of the rear vehicle. The chassis turned upward and the wheels spun, and the two tanks were scrapped in an instant.

The last vehicle hurriedly braked, and the front of the vehicle still hit the two front vehicles heavily like a stack of Arhats. When I was still in shock, a black figure jumped high from the top of the scrapped vehicle, holding a hammer in both hands and raising it above my head...

"Dong——"

There was that familiar loud noise again. The entire turret of the armored vehicle was twisted and dented, and was smashed into the body with a hammer, squeezing all the occupants inside into minced meat.

When Fu Qinghai slowly stood upright on the roof of the car with a long-handled square-pointed hammer in one hand, the crowd hiding in the ruins and quietly watching suddenly dispersed and fled into the underground passages extending in all directions.

Fu Qinghai looked back.

Huxley hugged himself and hid behind a boulder, shrinking his neck and shivering.

"Follow up."

Fu Qinghai said.

After saying that, he jumped off the armored vehicle and continued to run forward.

The only thing that feels a bit pity is that these three "Etan" wheeled armored vehicles have turned into piles of scrap metal.

…

Fu Qinghai, led by Huxley, marched along the main road of the Lost City to the laboratory location of the perfect human secret base.

Huxley led Fu Qinghai to find the manhole cover he drilled when escaping. Fu Qinghai used an inertial hammer to smash open the circular sewer entrance, expanding it to a size large enough for the Space Marines to pass, and then the two of them jumped in together.

Unexpectedly, it is not dirty inside. These sewer pipes extending in all directions are the main transportation thoroughfares of the Lost City. People living here rely on the sewers to get around.

Here, some hosts of subordinate parasites with low intelligence began to try to sneak attack Fu Qinghai.

Some hosts pretend to be pitiful mothers and children, but they spit out four cracked sharp valves of blood from their mouths; some hosts are five meters tall and are a chubby giant holding a machete; some hosts look like ordinary people, but are covered in blood. Covered with spikes.

One of the characteristics of people infected with these parasites is that after their limbs, including their heads, are interrupted, they will mutate twice and instantly grow countless huge appendages of flesh and blood, covered with eyes, faces, and bones. Blades and bone spurs, the shapes are all kinds of strange and beyond imagination.

But it only caused some minor trouble for Fu Qinghai and could not slow down his advancement even for a moment.

Fu Qinghai dived into a passage. Directly in front of him was the location of the laboratory. There was a grid-shaped red cutting laser in the passage, moving quickly towards him. It was a classic weapon of Resident Evil. Fu Qinghai continued to run forward, letting the thin lines of the laser move forward. The power armor was swept across, not even a trace of scorch was left, and the devices were destroyed with one punch.

Then, a huge turret slowly rose at the end of the passage, a thick 6-barreled 20mm M61A1 Gatling gun.

Phalanx close-range defense artillery!

Fu Qinghai was shocked.

Who moved ship-borne weapons to land?

The muzzle of the close-in defense gun emits a dense and violent scream, and a rain of 4,500 bullets a minute is thrown at Fu Qinghai. Fu Qinghai simply lies down, and while pressing Huxley down with one hand, With the other hand, he drew his plasma pistol and fired forward.

Thin bullets and bullet belts and blue beams of light criss-crossed past each other. The close-range anti-aircraft gun suddenly exploded, stopped and misfired, and only a few small craters appeared on Fu Qinghai's body after a burst of tinkling.

…

Finally, Fu Qinghai and Huxley saw the giant succulent "plant" holding the ceiling in the deepest part of the maze. It had waving tough tentacles and petal-like spiky mouthparts, like a tree growing on the ground. Giant piranha on the wall.

In Plaka's "society" of parasites, there are three classes: subordinate parasites who look like normal humans but have low IQs; dominant parasites who have normal intelligence and can command subordinate parasites; and the one in front of you, The source of parasite eggs - queen parasite.

In the game, just like E-fungus, which is called the "Black God" by believers in the village, Plaka Parasite is also worshiped by believers of the Illuminati Sect. This queen-type parasite requires regular human sacrifices as an act. of food.

The giant "plant" has no eyes or ears, but seems to be aware of the approaching danger. Her offspring have passed Fu Qinghai's ferocious cruelty to their mother's body, and are shrinking and trembling timidly at this moment.

Fu Qinghai moved his eyes away from the queen-shaped parasite and looked at the man standing below.

It was a young man wrapped in an iron-black streamlined carapace. A long scorpion-like tail stood up from behind his buttocks, swinging flexibly from side to side.

It has to be said that the people in charge of Perfect Humanity are not as ugly as the zombies under their command.

Moira's black-feathered six-winged form has a unique beauty of decay and withering, like a rotten fungus spreading morbidly. Combined with the woman's face that still retains charm, it has a rather dark Gothic style.

The man in front of him has muscles all over his body covered by a pitch-black carapace. He has a golden-proportioned figure, a handsome and fair face, and a biological carapace with fine texture and texture. The long scorpion tail behind him rotates slowly, and six more holes are opened at the shoulder blades. The spider's arthropods look strange yet handsome.

"You didn't run away, which surprised me."

Fu Qinghai said.

"you know me?"

The man asked, tilting his head.

"Kathy Wheeler, Moira's student when she was a chair professor and doctoral supervisor at Empire State University, was also the human who best combined with the Plaka parasite. I was in Vault 79 I’ve seen your information.”

Fu Qinghai read loudly.

After speaking, he shook his head:

"You are not a reincarnation, you are just a native of the main Marvel universe. Moira used her assimilation points to bring you here... You can't beat me, you should run away."

Not being a reincarnation means that the other party does not have three lives. If he dies, he is really dead.

Unexpectedly, the young man said calmly:

"I'm not afraid of death. I stay here just to get an answer."

Fu Qinghai asked:

"what is the answer?"

The young man looked calm, and Fu Qinghai was slightly surprised to find that he did not see any anger or fighting spirit in his expression and eyes.

Kaixi lowered his head, looked at his body and hands, and said slowly:

"Monroe once told me that genetic ascension is the only way out for human beings, and it is also the only way to upgrade human beings. I thought that the combination between me and the Plaka parasite was close to perfection. I have a bulletproof carapace, and I have fast speed. Reaction, I have a strong body, I have more limbs... But I saw you fighting outside, and I thought I was completely unable to reach your level."

He looked at Fu Qinghai with a calm expression:

"Your weapons, your armor, are far more powerful than fungi and parasites. You saw through my plan at a glance, and you wiped out all my men. I saw the fragility of carbon-based organisms in the face of weapons. Even if we have mastered very advanced biochemical technology, this is still the case."

Speaking of this, his tone suddenly became a little excited:

"Can you tell me whether the so-called 'gene ascension' is actually a mistake?"

"Should we, like those people, replace our weak bodies with hard and durable mechanical creations and carry out the so-called 'mechanical ascension'?"

"Is replacing humans with machines the only correct way?"

Kathy Wheeler looked at Fu Qinghai with blazing eyes and full of expectation, her tone full of deep desire for knowledge.

"Um……"

Faced with this problem, Fu Qinghai pondered for a while.

Necrons have something to say about whether mechanical ascension is worth it.

Before the transformation of all people's bodies, there were two different opinions within the Kingdear Empire, those in favor and those against. After the transformation of all people's bodies, there are still many Necron leaders who are working tirelessly to find a way to reverse it, even if they fall into the star again. The deceiver of God does not hesitate to deceive.

Mechanical ascension, strong, really strong.

But when a race and a civilization exist in this world, what they pursue is not just "strength".

It is undoubtedly one-sided and stupid to define a civilization by simply "strong" and "weak".

It is undoubtedly sad that a civilization leaves only "strong" and "weak" to the world and itself.

Szarak, the Silent King, Trazin the Endless, Orikan the Seer... When these figures standing at the top of the Necrons realized this, it was already too late.

The young man in front of him, Moira's student, was still stuck at the low and superficial level of "what is stronger" and "what is the strongest" regarding the future development and choices of mankind. Fu Qinghai didn't know how to deal with him for a moment. he explained.

Fu Qinghai thought for a moment and said:

"There is no mechanical replacement in my body, it all comes from the transformation of biochemical technology."

Hearing this, Kaixi's eyes lit up and he said:

"So, there is still a way out for genetic ascension, right? Even someone as powerful as you has not chosen the path of mechanical transformation, which shows that genetic ascension is the right thing to do."

Fu Qinghai shook his head:

"No, I think the meaning of retaining the body is not to allow us to use the body and machinery to compare who is stronger and more durable. As you said, the inherent limits of carbon-based organisms are there."

"Life is the most exquisite and complex 'machine' in the world. It is far superior to any mechanical creation. Gods may not understand the nature of life. The body is fragile, but it gives us the possibility to perceive those wonderful existences, spiritual power, Magic, Force, Qi... The way out for human beings is not to be extremely biased towards a single method. I personally think that retaining the body, studying machinery, and developing the above-mentioned abilities is the development direction that human beings should pursue, that is, you The so-called 'way out'."

In addition to genetic ascension and mechanical ascension, there is another route called "psionic ascension".

The Necron who invented the biotransformation technology and realized the Deceiver's conspiracy - Sarras the Enlightened, is an arrogant guy. He still doesn't think there is anything wrong with the mechanical ascension of all members of the Necrontyr. In this way, he is still tirelessly searching for a further way - to completely transform himself into an existence composed of thinking and consciousness, abandoning not only the flesh and blood body, but also the mechanical body. He believes that only in this way can he be promoted to a god.

Fu Qinghai did not comment on whether this idea was correct or not, because Sarlas had not succeeded yet and there were no success or failure cases for reference.

After listening to Fu Qinghai's narration, the young man was thoughtful. He nodded, opened his arms towards Fu Qinghai and said:

"I understand. Just kill me."

If you hear the Tao in the morning, will you die in the evening?

So strong?

Fu Qinghai shook his head, laughed, and pulled out his plasma pistol.

The blue beam flashed, and Kathy Wheeler's head disappeared in an instant. The snarling Plaka parasite emerged from his body. In the thermal imaging view, there were seven parasites combined in Kathy's body. Each parasite strengthens a part of his body.

However, they are all empty in front of plasma.

Fu Qinghai fired a few more shots, and the broken body was penetrated by large holes with plasma beams. All seven parasites were killed in a short time.

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