The System Exploded And I Became The System

Rongcheng.

On the wasteland after the nuclear explosion, hundreds of planes from different countries were parked and landing.

The crowds coming out of the plane were in twos and threes. At first glance, there were at least two to three hundred people.

These people all have profound Qi and blood, far beyond normal people!

Each of them is an evolver!

Their powerful bodies allow them to ignore this level of radiation.

After Zhao Ling got off the plane, he felt unwell.

If these people were all wolves, he might be a husky mixed into the wolf pack.

These people have all taken zombie crystals or medicinal liquids developed from crystals, and are truly evolved evolvers.

And he is Zhao Ling.

It's all about accumulating evolution points by killing zombies and improving your strength in this way.

In terms of physical quality, he is far from comparable to these evolvers who can stand up to evolved zombies.

But he will come here, and naturally he has his preparations.

Look at the twenty evolution points left.

Zhao Ling did not hesitate to use all his evolutionary points to improve his physical fitness.

Evolution points consumed.

The physical fitness instantly increased, reaching 53 points, far exceeding the 10-point physical fitness of a normal person.

The heart seemed to be recast, dull as a buffalo, and beat slowly.

The rushing blood washes away all the discomfort in the body.

The heavy breathing finally allowed Zhao Ling to be like other evolvers, not afraid of radiation.

"Where is the No. 3 mutant? Hasn't it been taken away by other countries?"

In Zhao Ling's team, a young man with long hair covering his eyes put his hands in his pockets, frowned and looked at the visible area in front of him, and asked in confusion.

"Impossible." In the team, a middle-aged man with a short hair and a dignified face shook his head and said: "If other countries want to take away the No. 3 pathogen, they will not be able to hide it from our eyes."

"If you didn't take it away, where would it be?" The long-haired young man looked at the situation around him, then glanced at Zhao Ling and said frivolously: "Captain Zhao, why don't you speak?"

"You are the captain, you should make the decision and tell us what to do now."

"If you're not exposed to this little radiation, you won't be able to say anything serious, right?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in the young man's words.

There was even more disdain and disbelief in his eyes.

Evolvers, each one can be said to be one in a million.

The pride in my heart is as high as the sky.

Zhao Ling, the airborne captain, has behaved like a normal person so far, so it will naturally make people dissatisfied.

Zhao Ling frowned slightly.

He was also confused.

Obviously, he had arrived at the place in front of him according to the picture taken by the satellite.

It stands to reason that Pathogen No. 3 is such a huge entity and they could see it when they first arrived. How could there be nothing there?

"Your actions from the Dragon Kingdom were indeed fast enough. Such a big corpse was transported away so quickly." At this time, a group of aggressive and unfriendly people appeared in front of Zhao Ling and others.

They are the evolvers of the United States, and behind them are a lot of evolvers from other countries.

Pathogens have focused the attention of the world.

The fall of every pathogen will inevitably cause flies from all over the world to gather.

Since the Savior Plan has been unanimously implemented and recognized by the world.

The competition for the corpses of pathogens has become increasingly fierce.

Because the corpse of the pathogen represents the most cutting-edge resources, resources that can cultivate savior candidates!

All countries hope that one of the four saviors will come from their own country.

It is precisely because of this that every time there is a fight over the corpse of a pathogen, some evolvers will inevitably be injured or killed.

But every time we fight for it, everyone fights to the end. As long as they get there, they can bring back some scraps no matter what.

After all, the pathogen is more than ten meters tall, and it is difficult for one country to swallow it all under the noses of other countries.

And this time.

After other countries arrived, they found that the corpse of the pathogen was missing!

There are no leftovers left!

Listening to the words of the American evolver, Zhao Ling frowned and said, "Why couldn't you have stolen the corpse of the pathogen in advance?"

"Did we steal it?" The man in charge opposite him had white-yellow hair and sunken eyes, full of ridiculous meaning.

"Don't act stupid, who else can do this besides your Dragon Kingdom?"

"Those of us have traveled half the world and finally got here. No matter what, we have to separate half of the pathogen's corpses for us to deal with, right?"

Although the man's words sounded like a good-natured discussion, his tone was unquestionable!

His tone irritated the team members behind Zhao Ling.

"Old Mother Ganlin!"

"You said we should divide it half and half? Don't say we didn't get the corpse of the pathogen. Even if we did, we wouldn't even give you a hair!"

The long-haired young man pointed at the hooked nose of the leader of the American team in front of him and cursed.

Listening to these words of the long-haired young man, the captain of the American Evolutionaries wiped the spit on his face with a gloomy look on his face.

"boom!"

The man with yellow and white hair suddenly took action!

At the extreme speed, the wind and waves were torn apart by the scream!

The long-haired man's heart also skipped a beat.

He thought that the other party would take action, but he didn't expect that the other party was so strong!

If he is a first-order evolver and can deal with ordinary mutant evolved zombies, the opponent is a second-order evolver!

Still in the late second level.

One person can fight an army!

"Qiang!"

A piece of sword light suddenly emerged.

Directly block the fatal attacks he encountered!

This is……

"Blade? Dao Gang? Martial arts novel?"

Behind Zhao Ling, all the evolvers were condensed in their hearts.

The long-haired man even stared slightly, looking shocked at Zhao Ling who helped him block the attack.

"boom!"

After a brief exchange, Zhao Ling took a few steps back, while the man opposite him looked at his hands covered with light red knife marks, his expression gloomy to the extreme.

However, the gazes towards Zhao Ling and the other evolvers were a little more wary.

"The physical quality is not even as good as that of the first-stage evolvers, but your ability to fight against the enemy is so strong. It seems that you are also qualified to be a candidate for the savior."

The injury on his hand recovered quickly. The man looked at Zhao Ling and said, "What's your name?"

"Zhao Ling." Zhao Ling held the watermelon knife, his expression always serious.

"Zhao Ling, we will meet again. When the time comes, it will be time to run for the position of savior!"

The man with yellow and white hair slowly turned around and left a name at the end: "My name is Barnett, the man destined to be the savior."

As the words faded away, the American evolvers behind him also left.

The evolvers from other countries were left looking at each other in confusion.

"Barnett...he is Barnett!" Behind Zhao Ling, a short-haired middle-aged man looked surprised.

"What's wrong? Do you know him?" Zhao Ling turned around and asked in confusion.

"Barnett is recognized as one of the three top experts in North America. Half a month ago, he even single-handedly killed a level three mutated zombie among the zombies!"

"He is the chosen savior candidate!"

The short-haired middle-aged man sounded extremely shocked.

The evolvers at the Yishan base next to them also had lingering fears on their faces.

"Captain, you actually blocked that monster!"

The long-haired young man looked at Zhao Ling. At this time, there was no trace of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Did I block him?" Zhao Ling muttered to himself, swallowing the sweetness in his throat with a wry smile.

Although his sword skills are very strong, his physical fitness is too poor after all.

If the battle just now lasted for one more minute, he would be completely defeated!

The savior... He heard General Yang say it before, but he didn't think anything about it.

Now, I feel more and more how fierce the competition is for the position of the savior!

He needs to kill more zombies and get more evolution points!