The Road to Slaying God

The long silence was suffocating.

At this time, it is no longer just national interests, the emergence of biochemical genetic humans has threatened the life safety of the entire human race.

Even for Zhang Yang, a super strong man with unparalleled kung fu who can turn his hands into clouds and rain, the thought of thousands or even millions of biochemical genetic humans constantly appearing on the battlefield makes people feel uneasy. horrible.

If this scientific experiment reaches a mature stage and the country invests a lot of manpower and material resources, and then a war madman appears, it will be a blessing to mankind!

Zhang Yang has never considered himself to be a moral person, but in the face of such major issues of right and wrong, he has his own standards of conduct.

All along, the news that Zhang Yang got from Nana was to completely destroy everything related to the biochemical gene people, including information and scientific researchers.

Now, Zhang Yang is facing Nana.

Nana is undoubtedly a person who is not easily rejected in Zhang Yang's mind, especially when facing the gaze of Nana's clear eyes...

"Zhang Yang..." Nana gritted her teeth and spoke suddenly. She felt Zhang Yang's thoughts. In fact, the moment her life was endangered by the biochemical gene man in the ring, she had a crush on the biochemical gene man. There is a strong sense of crisis. When a person can defeat her without any training, it is a very scary situation. What's more, this kind of person can be cloned crazily without any limit through cloning technology.

"All right!"

Zhang Yang interrupted Nana, turned around and walked forward. At this time, the biochemical gene man had disappeared behind a huge weathered limestone.

"Where are the people?"

When everyone walked behind the limestone, everyone's eyes widened in surprise. A group of people actually disappeared without a trace in front of them.

Although they have let this group of people out of sight many times, they have never let a group of biochemical genes and scientists escape their control of their thoughts.

It seems that their surveillance has suddenly disappeared. Now, behind the limestone, there are no signs of life, as if no human being has ever passed by.

Even Zhang Yang was surprised. Although he had been in a daze just now, he always controlled it with his thoughts. It seemed that after he heard two slight noises, a group of people disappeared collectively.

There is an agency!

Almost immediately, everyone thought of the possibility that there was a mechanism near the limestone. Otherwise, it would be impossible for a group of people to disappear alive.

Everyone began to search carefully, and sure enough, there was a long and narrow passage on the right side of the huge limestone. The front of the passage bifurcated into two passages. One passage led out into the canyon. Although the other passage seemed to be formed by natural weathering, the ground was full of It was gravel, but the end of the passage felt abruptly blocked by a huge boulder.

It was already obvious that the group of scientists and biochemical geneticists walked into this long and narrow passage and suddenly closed the passage. Only in this way could they not react.

Undoubtedly, this is a miraculous design. The passage is long and narrow and has a slight curvature. It is difficult for people behind to follow. It is impossible for the people following to follow closely into the passage, because the passage seems to have an echo function, and the underground debris The ground is covered with rocks and it is easy to make noise.

Even if you follow the person in, when the person disappears, it is easy for people to misunderstand that the person being followed went out through another passage. No one would think that the person being followed entered a passage blocked by huge rocks...

"***, I thought I could block Uncle Biao's path with a quick stone. Damn it!" Liu Biao rolled up his sleeves and used his luck.

"Slow down." Zhang Yang immediately stopped Liu Biao's movements, pointed to the jagged stones above his head and said: "This is limestone that has been weathered for millions of years. If we use brute force, this canyon may partially collapse. Collapse, I think the person who designed this passage also thought about this. He really wanted to take advantage of this possible collapse..."

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, everyone glanced at their heads and gasped.

If the tens of millions of tons of stone and gravel above their heads collapse, no matter how high their martial arts are, it will be in vain. Even Zhang Yang is unable to resist the tens of millions of tons of stone and gravel that collapses from the ground up. Under the limitations of this environment, , even if Zhang Yang is infinitely close to "The Immortal Road", there is nothing he can do, unless Zhang Yang's martial arts reaches the highest level of "The Immortal Road".

"What should we do?" Liu Biao clenched his fists and punched each other in frustration, making a heart-stopping collision sound.

"If there is a way, let's exit this passage first."

…

Even after exiting the passage, at this time, the desert sunshine has changed from golden to scorching white, and the temperature has begun to rise.

Even though they were squatting on the stone and racking their brains, they discovered that they had no way to deal with this seemingly frighteningly simple mechanism.

There are only two options now.

First, violence opens a channel, and the risk is as high as the success rate. There is no need to consider this anymore. Second, wait and see, wait for the people inside to come out, and kill them the moment they come out.

Obviously, the second choice is not a good choice. After all, everyone wants to get it. There is a base inside with a complete living system. It is normal for it not to come out for ten and a half days. It can also be seen from some residues on the ground for a long time. , the people inside rarely go in and out of this passage. Besides, waiting is not their style.

base!

base!

right! It's the base...

"Let's go, we have a solution!" Zhang Yang stood up suddenly.

"What can I do?" Liu Biao was overjoyed. Now he was the most aggrieved. He had all the brute strength but didn't dare to use it.

There should be a huge scientific experiment base below. The most important thing an experimental base needs is electricity. The Institute of Life Cryptozoology relies on NASA to build a secret base, so it must be able to use some of NASA's resources.

Of course, Zhang Yang could never figure out what the life code had to do with NASA.

If Life Code and NASA are closely connected, why is Life Code short of funds?

You know, the U.S. Space Agency is not a money-hungry owner. It often has hundreds of billions of funds. There is no need to send a few boxers to the underground black boxing market to sweep up research funds...

Of course, Zhang Yang didn't bother to think about this issue. Many mysteries in history could not be solved, let alone such a project involving secret research.

Find energy allocation systems at NASA.

As long as you find the energy source and configure the system, Zhang Yang has several ways to find the Life Code Research Institute.

…

Just when Zhang Yang and the others went back to the space agency to look for power, there was chaos inside the Life Crypto Research Institute.

"Alberta!"

"Alberta!"

"What happened to you?"

…

After the stretcher was carried into the research institute, hundreds of biochemical geneticists in suits and ties gathered around the stretcher and rushed towards the laboratory.

These biochemical geneticists are responsible for the security work and daily maintenance work of the institute.

If the middle-aged man is the leader of the research institute, then Alberta is the leader of the biochemical gene people. He grew up in the Life Code Research Institute and has unquestionable authority among the biochemical gene people.

"Get out of the way!" The middle-aged man was furious when he saw the biochemical gene people swarming around. When he roared, all the biochemical gene people immediately stood silently. At this time, the operating cart had been pushed to the door of the operating room. A group of staff dressed in white were already making preparations.

"Tevy, what happened in Alberta?" As the operating cart was pushed into the operating room, a black man with protruding lips and thick arms grabbed the head bodyguard by the chest and lifted him into the air, saying with a ferocious expression.

"He was injured." The biochemical human bodyguard named Witt glanced at the surgical cart driving into the laboratory with a gloomy look on his face, completely unfazed by the black man's rude initiative.

"who is it?"

"who is it?"

…

Suddenly, there was like a raging flame from a burner in the air. The biochemical people gathered at the door of the operating room. Their faces were filled with evil looks, as if they were devils coming out of hell. Many of the frighteningly white faces were filled with evil looks. It turned blood red...

"who is it?"

The black man put Witt down and stared at Witt closely with his bulging eyes.

"Zhang Yang!"

"Zhang Yang! Zhang Yang! Good!" the black man muttered, with a violent look on his face, waving his long arms in the air, making a "whirring" sound of air tearing, which was astonishingly powerful.

"Zhang Yang...!"

Many biochemical gene people lowered their heads and chanted this name. It was this person who severely injured Alberta.

The surgical process is lengthy.

The operating room is strictly off-limits to anyone at all times.

More and more biochemical gene people are gathering at the door of the operating room. In this underground base, the activities of biochemical gene people are not controlled, because the mental differences of active biochemical gene people are no different from humans. Some biochemical genes People even live in human society for a period of time and adapt to human society.

One hour!

Two hours!

Three hours!

…

Time passed minute by minute, a full fifteen hours had passed, and there was no movement in the laboratory. The eyes of more than two hundred biochemical geneticists had become extremely anxious...

Seventeen hours!

Eighteen hours!

Finally, at the twenty-first hour, the door of the laboratory was opened, and the middle-aged man walked out first. The middle-aged man was wearing a white coat with blood on it. He was holding a A thick stack of information stained with blood...

This middle-aged man had the supreme authority in this underground base. After he came out, he just snorted heavily, and hundreds of biochemical people immediately gave way to a passage like a tide.

"Alberta!"

"Alberta"

When the middle-aged man left, hundreds of biogenic people immediately swarmed in.

(To be continued)