mutant biological system

() The mutated creature lay on the ground, with heat steaming from the cracks in the hard armor all over its body. The mutated creature struggled to support its body, and then violently vomited, exerting all its strength, it spurted out a large sac, and then It was poured aside and turned into a pile of smoky reddish transparent liquid.

"Well, there's still something to play." Xu Qianming looked at the large squirming sac on the ground, and a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

However, the wall of the cyst was discordantly covered with erythema and was still expanding.

"Wow"

The large swollen cyst covered with red spots was finally broken open.

"Roar" saw only ten very small, extremely strong, and scaly little guys with dense layers of hard armor appearing in front of Xu Qianming.

"Go, what kind of poison is this? It's too powerful." Xu Qianming was a little desperate.

The ten little guys, all covered with red spots, were struggling and wailing.

Soon, all ten little guys fell down, with white smoke rising all over their bodies, and they let out bursts of mournful wails. They stared at Xu Qianming with pairs of eyes. There was even a small mutant creature that was trembling and moving towards Xu Qianming stretched out his front paws, as if asking for help.

Xu Qianming could feel the efforts of these little guys to survive in his consciousness.

However, their vitality is rapidly weakening and dissipating, and they can no longer hold on for much longer.

Xu Qianming felt uncomfortable when he saw it. He couldn't help but turn his face away and couldn't bear to read any more.

A line of tears gently flowed down Xu Qianming's stubborn face, past his bitten lips, and quietly fell to the ground.

The little guy's struggle reminded Xu Qianming of the scene around him when his father passed away.

That was more than ten years ago.

In my memory, the sky was gray and everything around me was depressing.

"Daddy, daddy, I want daddy." A five-year-old child cried and tried hard to break free. The mother tightly bound her hands and stretched out her little hand towards the hearse in the distance.

There were tears in the mother's eyes, but she stubbornly held her child tightly, turned her back to the hearse, and her tears fell gently.

Xu Qianming was five years old that year.

After a moment, there was no more movement. Xu Qianming turned his head. The bodies of the ten little guys on the ground did not turn into a puddle of transparent liquid after Nirvana like the previous living bodies. They still remained the same.

It's just that Xu Qianming can no longer feel their life breath. Maybe it hasn't completely disappeared, but he can't feel it anymore.

Time passed little by little, and finally at two hours, the wound on Xu Qianming's chest had mostly healed. At least the wound had been closed, and no scars could be seen from the outside.

Xu Qianming stood up. There was still some pain in his chest, but Xu Qianming knew that it would not take long for the injuries in his body to be fully recovered.

The Hualong's body has lost its red color and turned into a pile of gray-black shriveled material.

It seems that this kind of poison can only survive in the living body. Once the living body is completely nirvana, this kind of poison will gradually disappear and will not be preserved for a long time.

Xu Qianming patted the dust on his body and looked at the ground again. The bodies of the ten little guys had also turned gray and black.

He gritted his teeth, then turned around and left with firm steps.

Not far after walking out of this mountain valley, we came to a badly damaged road. We saw a group of hunters dressed as poor people rushing over from the other side of the mountain along the road. There were about a hundred people in total.

Xu Qianming covered his chest and looked at the crowd in front of him, "Running so hard, what are you doing?"

"Run!" When passing by Xu Qianming, one of them yelled at Xu Qianming.

Then this group of people ran past Xu Qianming without stopping.

Xu Qianming looked back and saw that there was nothing chasing these people behind.

Suddenly, a fat man's head appeared from the road on the other side of the mountain, then his upper body, and then his whole body. Seeing him running out of breath, Xu Qianming felt that something must be wrong.

When the fat man ran to Xu Qianming, he grabbed Xu Qianming.

"Hoo, ho, are you familiar with me around here?" the fat man said out of breath.

"Not very familiar, what's wrong?" Xu Qianming asked strangely?

"Here, is there anywhere near here where I can hide?" The fat man gasped and his face turned red.

"There is a small mountain col over there, but it's not very tight." Xu Qianming pointed behind him, where he had just come.

The fat man grabbed Xu Qianming and said, "Quickly, go and hide."

"What happened?" Xu Qianming asked in confusion.

"Beast, beast, tide!" The fat man spat out a sentence, and Xu Qianming's expression suddenly changed, because his extremely sensitive body could already feel the ground shaking slightly under his feet.

"Damn it, it's your uncle." Xu Qianming muttered, and together with the fat man who had already ran out, he ran towards the small mountain col on the side.

The ground shook even more violently at this time, and even the pebbles began to bounce.

As soon as the two people rushed into the small mountain col, Xu Qianming saw groups of monsters swarming on the road on the other side of the mountain like a tide, moving quickly forward along the road.

Moreover, there are all types of monsters, and they don’t fight with each other, they just keep moving forward.

No monster seemed to notice this side, and the direction they were heading was along the road.

"What? How could this happen?" Xu Qianming looked at the spectacular scene in front of him in surprise.

"Ah!" A scream came from inside the mountain col.

Xu Qianming quickly withdrew his gaze and rushed into the mountain col, only to see the fat man facing the mountain wall. The five-meter-tall Hualong, who had been in Nirvana for a long time, was dumbfounded and speechless.

"What's wrong?" Xu Qianming asked.

"This, Gulu, this..." The fat man made a gurgling sound from his throat, trembling and speechless, as if he was too frightened.

"It's okay. He has passed away a long time ago. Don't worry." Xu Qianming patted the fat man on the shoulder. The fat man shivered all over. Only then did he come back to his senses. He looked carefully and finally confirmed that it was a dead monster.

The fat man came to his senses and felt a little embarrassed. He took out a box of cigarettes from his backpack and handed one to Xu Qianming.

"Have one?"

Xu Qianming reached out and took the cigarette, but did not smoke it. Instead, he put it in his pocket and said at the same time: "The monster's nose is very clever."

The fat man shuddered all over and immediately put away his cigarette again.

After that, the two of them sat in a corner of the mountain col, listening to the rumbling and chaotic sounds outside and feeling the slight vibration of the ground. Both of them were a little uneasy.

"If I go back alive this time, I will never hunt far away from the city again." Fatty seemed very sad. "My three companions all died. Except for a pistol, all other weapons were lost. Fortunately, brother You point me to this place, otherwise I will be doomed."

"If I go back alive this time, I will buy an almanac first." Xu Qianming looked at the twisted and deformed bodies of ten little guys on the ground not far away, feeling a little sad.

"Almanac?" The fat man was stunned for a moment. What age is this? There are still people who read old-fashioned things like the old almanac.

But I didn’t say anything. Everyone has their own reasons for doing things, and they don’t necessarily need others to understand.

Following Xu Qianming's gaze, the fat man saw the ten twisted figures on the ground. He suddenly became interested, got up and went over to take a look, and then looked at the sliding dragon on the opposite wall.

Then I scanned it with my wrist computer.

"Sliding dragon?!" Fatty couldn't help but swallow his spit, "D-class monster, oh my god."

He turned around and glanced at Xu Qianming in surprise: "Brother, you killed this?"

"No." Xu Qianming replied decisively, "I really wanted to kill it, but I didn't kill it."

"Hey, it's strange. Half of this dragon's body seems to have dried up. The other half is intact and still has ice... How can there be ice?" The fat man was a little surprised.

"A guy in white gave Hua Long two palms, and it ended up like this." Xu Qianming also stood up, walked to the fat man, and looked at the little guys underground.

"That must be an ancient martial arts practitioner, or a person with supernatural powers, and a very powerful one." Fatty said with certainty.

Then he used his wrist computer to scan the ten small mutated creatures on the ground.