Non-human Gene Complex

After sending Zhang Heng into Shambhala, he sensed that the dream thread still existed, connecting the two ends.

"I don't know what kind of substance this is. It can stretch infinitely. Once the distance is too far, you can't even see it."

"But it's very good, as long as the dream line link is still there, I can pull the other party's consciousness into the eternal dream at any time."

Lan Mu transformed into Bi Fang, and hurried towards the west.

At an altitude of 5,000 meters, the mental power kept scanning the bottom.

Whenever you encounter a dead soul, you will become a nightmare and quickly pull your consciousness.

"Well, the number of dream lines has increased to one thousand...but the efficiency is still too slow."

"However, as more and more people enter, they die unnaturally. Although their consciousness is incomplete, they have many negative emotions. The huge number together is a rich tonic for me."

"In my dream, I divided half of the island as a habitat for them. When all the negative emotions are absorbed by me, I will live in the dream as a normal person."

"This is only 70,000 people. If I accommodate the consciousness of 7 million people, the number of dreamlines can be increased to at least 100,000, right?"

Lan Mu frantically took in the souls of the dead, whether they died accidentally due to the dark moment or died naturally, he found them all and pulled them into his dream.

The human island in the dream world is getting more and more people every moment, and their pain and fear are all absorbed by the nightmare.

Although the memory is incomplete, it does not prevent them from living in their dreams. The modern cities are empty. They randomly appear in the houses in the city and have the keys to their respective apartments.

The workers who died in reality also appeared in the factory. All the facilities are there. You just need to operate them to resume production and make all kinds of food.

Raw materials are everywhere, and the entire plain is farmland. Many people are positioned as farmers and start a big harvest.

There are all kinds of unowned cars in the parking lot, and the keys are on the door. They are confused.

As the consciousnesses of the deceased had their own positions in the dream world, they gradually restored their order of life.

"Fortunately, their memory is incomplete. Just use the power of the dream master to tell them that this is the underworld."

After the negative emotions of these deceased were absorbed, they themselves were ignorant. The existence of the afterlife made them think that they had come to the ghosts of their respective beliefs. After all, after death, they can continue to live in the new world. This is completely in line with the description of the afterlife world in myths and legends or religions. The reality is before them, and no one dares to question the existence of God.

In Lan Mu's original plan, he planned to use the magic pen to create artificial consciousness from the corpses. Now that there are so many dead, not only can they fill the population of the eternal dream, but their negative emotions can also strengthen him.

"Before the earth, there should be no afterlife, right? Maybe my underworld is just a pseudo-underworld, but it is very simple to provide them with eternal life after death."

The metropolis of the afterlife world is built according to 10 million people, and this less than 100,000 people is just the first batch.

More than 7 million people died in the light and darkness of the earth, and besides that, people died every moment of the world.

About 1 to 2 people die every second, and 150,000 people die a day.

If he really wants to establish a complete underworld, he must have at least 200,000 dream threads, which can guide the souls of the dead into dreams anytime, anywhere in the world.

However, Lan Mu couldn't do this. Just to guide seven million people, he would have to run all over the world.

"After thirty days, the souls of the dead will dissipate. Even if there are seven million people, I can't do it..."

"About 2 million people died in the whole of Asia, should we contain one continent first?"

"Counting Russia, it should be done within eight days. After all, as Nightmare's ability becomes stronger, my efficiency will also become faster and faster."

...

"This is Pastor Base in the Middle East. We detected a high-speed moving creature, which is located at an altitude of 5,000 meters and is flying towards Dubai at a speed of 350 meters per second."

"Dubai did not detect anomalies, and the satellite lost its target!"

A big bird flying at the speed of sound, soaring everywhere in West Asia, was finally discovered by CANC.

But whenever Lan Mu finds a dead soul, he has to stop to absorb it, and from time to time it turns into a nightmare and disappears for a while.

CANC is extremely difficult to track. If this big bird did not often appear in densely populated towns, they would have lost their targets long ago.

Four satellites were dispatched to specialize in tracking missions, and their coverage was so large that they could finally spot the big bird as soon as it appeared.

"The target has been found, it is moving at high speed, and it has left Dubai."

"Did something happen in Dubai?"

"No... no! It disappeared in Dubai for about eight minutes, then suddenly appeared and left."

"It must have done something...whether it did or not, it must be contained."

"Attack it? The target is flying over a desert."

"Attack! Use missiles to intercept, and the task force will arrive at the scene within ten minutes."

A certain base in the desert suddenly launched a missile, pointing directly at the big bird flying at the speed of sound.

"Boom boom boom!"

Through precise calculations, the missile exploded a dozen meters in front of the big bird, just submerging it.

However, the big bird flashed past, ignored the flames, and rushed out of the explosion range, with a trace of gunpowder smoke on its feathers.

"Finally attacked, but they sure don't know what I'm doing."

Lan Mu ignored the explosion. The high temperature and flames did not harm him at all. Even the impact force was resisted by the best metal attached to the vital parts.

He flew high in the sky without hiding anything, but he was invisible to the naked eye on the ground.

The satellites kept locking on to it, the bird didn't even stop, the missiles were completely ineffective against it. CANC personnel frowned and gave up using missile interception.

"A request to call a supersonic plane."

"Already set off! Let's judge where the target is going?"

"Unable to judge, we have lost our target again!"

"Did it fly randomly?"

"No, it seems to go to every city, and the whole country has been visited before leaving."

...

In the Russian region, Lan Mu finally felt tired. He had taken in more than four million dead.

"It's too slow. People are dying every day in every country. Although my target is only Asia, the actual number of dead souls accommodated may reach 10 million."

Lan Mu is about to transform recently, and feels that he can't keep up with the time for containment.

The color of the next transformation is white, and the interval is nine days. Eight days have passed so far, and he is still short of Russia and China.

Russia is sparsely populated, and he is flying most of the time, and is often interfered by supersonic aircraft.

Hua Guo was left on purpose by him until the end. Only a small half of this country was affected by the Dark Domain, and most of the dead souls died for other reasons.

"The negative emotions of four million dead souls have provided me with great nourishment, and the number of dream lines has almost reached 50,000..."

"But the territory of these two superpowers is too vast..."

"That's too late!"

Lan Mu turned sharply. It is impossible for a supersonic plane to be as flexible as him. The opponent was basically played by Bi Fang along the way.

Turned into a nightmare, Lan Mu hid in a snow-covered earthen house.

While investigating the situation in the dream world, waiting for the transformation to come.

"The longer the transformation interval, the stronger the object."

"This time it's nine days, longer than the nightmare, second only to Balrog's eleven days..."

"Damn it, just don't be too passive."

Lan Mu was silently counting down the countdown, and the supersonic plane in the sky passed by directly, and he couldn't be found at all.

At exactly five o'clock in the afternoon, Lan Mu's eyes lit up and he growled.

"It's time! What is it?"

He stared blankly at himself, nothing changed.

"Impossible! I obviously have the feeling of genetic renovation!"

Every transformation will have a unique experience of genetic renovation, and this time is no exception, but there is nothing unusual about Lan Mu on the surface.

"What's the situation? Am I becoming a human? Impossible! My transformation objects are only non-human, which is mentioned in the information I got from Shennongjia's heterogeneous energy."

"In the vast gene pool, there are no human genes."

Lan Mu checked his body everywhere, and found that there was still a little change.

The bones have become thicker, and the pores have become more exuberant.

"Is that the only change?"

Lan Mu looked puzzled, never believing that this transformation was so simple.

So he quietly waited for the night to fall.

He had a hunch that his transformation would only appear at night.