The Path of Evolution

"This guy Jubi is the number one Japanese devil in the Lieyan Valley. He surrendered not long after the war started and helped the Japanese Dog Corps deal with his own people!"

Xiao Xia clenched her fists and said angrily: "Originally, those soldiers didn't know the access to the Flame Crystal, but that bastard Zhou Xian came up with a bad idea and helped to collect the weak evolutionaries who surrendered, causing us all to become miners!"

Zhao Hao said sarcastically: "Actually, you and I are both surrenderers, so why should we laugh at fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps?"

"You are right, a salty fish like me is not even qualified to be a Japanese devil." Xiao Xia laughed at herself and said: "I hate Zhou Xian, mainly because... well, let me tell you this, He used to be the recognized male god of the girls in the Flame Valley. I regarded him as an idol and dreamed of becoming a master like him. But I didn't expect that in order to show his loyalty, he personally killed more than two hundred people who refused to surrender. Several people are still his old friends, and from then on I became a fan."

Speaking of this, Xiao Xia actually had tears in her eyes: "There was a girl named Nana in the valley. She was very beautiful. I had a crush on her for a year. Later she became Zhou Xian's third girlfriend. At that time, I I was still blessing them silently in my heart, and not long after, the Japanese Dog Corps appeared, Zhou Xian was the first to surrender, but Nana refused to surrender, and was pierced through the heart by his sword."

Hearing this sad story, Zhao Hao was speechless for a long time.

"What I'm most worried about are the variables brought about by these two Japs." Xiaoxia wiped away her tears and said solemnly: "The Japanese Dog Corps has a team of experts who study things in the valley all day long. They are fanatical about flame crystals. To a certain extent, I have a bad feeling that those experts may have discovered some new use for flame crystals, and they are going to use the flame crystals as the main energy source to do big things."

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In the inner valley, there are spectacular buildings.

These houses made of rocks are the result of more than a year of work by the people in Lieyan Valley.

Now, all the houses are occupied by the Japanese Dog Corps and transformed into temporary camps.

The largest building among them was transformed into a bunker, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack, deterring all miners and guerrillas.

The most unique building in the inner valley should be a small hospital. This is probably the only hospital in the evolutionary world. This mysterious force was well prepared before coming here. There were dozens of military doctors alone, and all kinds of wartime medical supplies were also complete.

There is also a department in the hospital dedicated to psychological treatment.

Soldiers who have shot and killed people will come here to receive psychological counseling. After all, soldiers are also people of flesh and blood, and they also have psychological burdens after killing people. The role of the doctor is to let them put aside their mental baggage and continue to fire.

On this day, a soldier with a prodigal temperament came to the hospital.

"Oh, here comes our hero."

Some medical staff smiled and said hello, and soldiers passing by also smiled back at the man.

This person, number 633, used to be an inconspicuous soldier.

After two months in the Valley of Flames, he turned into a hero because he was the soldier who had killed the most people.

What's even more amazing about 633 is his luck. At present, almost everyone in the corps has mastered the free E-level evolution technique, and most people have failed to evolve. And 633 quickly reached 100 original genes with the collected evolutionary crystals. He succeeded in evolving for the first time and received intensive training. Now he has reached 300 combat power, and he will become a mutant-level powerhouse after one step further.

There are currently no more than ten people in the entire corps with a combat strength of 300. Even more fortunately, 633 has surprisingly mastered a comprehensive fighting technique that he had not fully understood before. Its power is almost equivalent to a C-level combat skill. King of soldiers.

"633, what can I do for you?"

The middle-aged female doctor in the psychological counseling department was a little surprised. 633 was a soldier with the strongest willpower she had ever seen. He was decisive in fighting and never blinked when he killed. She didn't think such a ruthless man needed psychological treatment.

"Doctor, I heard that many soldiers come to you to talk to you. Will you keep their secrets?" 633 asked.

"Yes, I respect the privacy of every patient, and the superiors have no right to interfere with their voices." The female doctor smiled.

"Okay, I'll take what you said to be true." 633 smiled, sat on the recliner, and said to himself: "Before coming to this world, the commander gave a lecture. He said that we carry great The mission may be able to change all mankind. He also said that we will encounter unimaginable enemies, such as alien creatures, such as aliens, and we should open fire immediately after receiving the order."

He ignored the "No Smoking" sign at the door, lit a cigarette, and continued: "Two months ago, when faced with people like us, I opened fire without hesitation. I told myself, just Think they are all aliens. But I can’t fool myself. The 4,874 people we killed that day were all Earthlings, weren’t they?”

The female doctor frowned slightly: "Don't you agree with this approach?"

"Oh no, I'm just a soldier. It's a soldier's bounden duty to obey orders. I have no right to question the commander's decision."

633 blew out a smoke ring and said: "I thought I came to this world to save mankind. I thought the chiefs' main intention was to find those pioneers who disappeared a year ago. But two months later, we occupied Here, enslaving those evolvers, some of them are compatriots of our motherland, and even a few miners are my fellow countrymen... I don't quite understand, what is the difference between doing this and the military and government that we once despised? "

"633, you have to understand that we are a special team with a special mission. The superiors and experts have their own opinions. In extraordinary times, it is inevitable to sacrifice some people." The female doctor explained.

"First, we can't go back. The so-called special mission has long been empty talk." 633 raised one finger, and then the second: "Second, our current situation is very embarrassing. Two months have passed. , the ammunition consumption has exceeded 40%, how long can we hold on? The guerrillas are constantly consuming our ammunition, plundering our weapons, and there are constant harassment from the evolvers outside the valley. When the ammunition is used up, can we stop those evolvers? ?”

"Oh, 633, you are too pessimistic. Since ordinary citizens can become powerful evolvers, why can't we, the best-trained elite soldiers, become more powerful evolvers?" The female doctor asked the topic. Extend to the positive side.

"Stop deceiving yourself. Ordinary people after evolution are no longer ordinary. Those weird combat skills are difficult for most soldiers to resist. When we go out of the Flame Valley, the firearms lose their effect. The ten people who went out to explore the road for half a month Eight of the team were killed by an inconspicuous evolver, and the two soldiers who escaped turned into frightened rabbits. They come to you every day for comfort, right?"

633 showed a self-deprecating smile: "We are facing the dilemma of running out of ammunition in the Valley of Flames, and we have no ability to fight out of the Valley of Flames. Is there anyone more miserable than us?"

"Don't forget, the superiors are negotiating with Zhou Xian. If we get his evolutionary skills and ancient martial arts, many strong people will be born among us." The female doctor was very optimistic: "For example, you may be one of us The first mutant evolver among them."

"I hope so."

633 shrugged and walked out without looking back.

When he reached a deserted place, he sighed softly.

At present, he has a combat strength of 300, and he has already felt the crisis. In his company, the company commander and platoon commander looked at him a little strangely. This makes 633 have to think about a question: If he becomes a mutant powerhouse, and the superiors are still primitive evolutionaries, who will command whom at that time?