The System Exploded And I Became The System

"What's going on?" the woman asked the security guard who was chasing her.

And these security guards who were originally furious.

After seeing a stranger suddenly appear, everyone closed their mouths in confusion.

They were carrying out the plans arranged by the Savior.

Naturally, this plan cannot be told to strangers.

"Don't you know who I am?!" Pu Enna's voice became a little heavier.

"Park Eun Na?!" Someone in the security guard recognized the woman and said in shock: "It's Park Eun Na, the savior!"

After discovering that it was the savior, the expressions of these security guards relaxed significantly.

From the perspective of those at the bottom.

The saviors are all on the same front, and they are all like comrades-in-arms.

Of course, they can tell you what they know.

Moreover, this matter itself is not an absolute secret.

"Ms. Park, it's like this. That guy is the last tester of the rocket."

"It was originally part of the plan to prevent problems with the rocket, but he placed explosives inside the rocket!"

"He wants to blow up the rocket!"

"Fortunately, we found it, Ms. Park Eun-na, Ms. Amasaki Miwa, thank you for helping us catch him. Now leave him to us. The rocket will be launched at midnight tomorrow night. We need to pry open this guy's mouth. Tell him where the explosives are."

The security personnel explained the cause and effect of the incident clearly.

Hearing this, Park Eun-na looked at the man who did such a thing in surprise.

"You don't know where he placed the explosives?" Miwa Amazaki discovered the key and asked.

"Yes, the rocket is so big, and there are a lot of documents and equipment inside that seek help from alien civilizations. We can't investigate it in a short time."

"Fortunately, this kid was caught. After interrogation, we should be able to find out the location of the explosives."

With that said, the security guard stepped forward and took the man from Miwa Amasaki's hand.

However, she was stopped by Park Eun-na.

"Let us take this person away." The woman announced directly.

"Ah? Did you take them away?" the security guard asked. After Linda understood what happened, she also frowned and said, "Ms. Park, we haven't asked him about the location of the bombs yet."

"If you take him away, Mr. Fang Ping's plan may cause big problems!"

Linda's eyes also flashed with anxiety.

However.

This is exactly the scene that the two women are most happy to see.

Originally it was just a formality.

I didn't expect that they would encounter such a good thing.

The bomb this guy planted was well placed!

If this is the case, doesn't it mean that the Rockets will be self-defeating without the need for the Lord to take action?

Thinking of this, both women smiled.

While taking the man away, he left behind some words of explanation.

"Fang Ping has been wasting his time on this meaningless thing these days. The rocket is destroyed. It's time to wake up and accept the transformation of the genetic medicine liquid to become a stronger man!"

To ordinary people, this sentence may sound like someone who cares about Nie Fangping after hating the iron.

In this regard, the security personnel no longer have the temper to ask for help.

…

After the two women took the man some distance away.

The man under their restraint also murmured: "Yes! Only by injecting genetic medicine can one become strong, fight against pathogens, and be a qualified savior!"

"I believe in him so much and expect him to be the greatest savior. How could he waste his time on this useless rocket?!"

"Destroy it. I will destroy his rocket and let him know that only by injecting him with the genetic fluid specially researched for him can he become stronger and defeat zombies for us humans!"

Under the stunned words, the two women understood the general idea.

Involuntarily, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, your consciousness is very high. The brightest path is only to embark on the path of the genetic medicine liquid prepared by the Lord for you."

Amazaki Miwa stroked the man's face with her palm: "It's a pity that you can't see that scene."

"歘~"

There were two blood marks on the man's throat.

Then, the blood stain quickly turned black, and the dark spider web spread towards his face and body!

"Roar!"

After a while, the man turned into a zombie.

Walking past him, the two women stepped onto the plane they came from.

"Does the Lord still need to come over tomorrow?" Park Eun-na asked the short-haired woman next to her.

"Of course the Lord is coming. This time he will not only destroy Fang Ping's base, but also deal a major blow to human civilization, allowing the rest of humanity to put pressure on Fang Ping and let him use the remaining resources for what the Lord has prepared for them. Fall into the genetic trap."

Amazaki Miwa's tone was enthusiastic.

She still remembers the Lord’s praise of her more than two months ago.

It's so embarrassing.

"Buzz buzz~"

The two women did not notice that an insect flew past them.

Maybe they saw it, but it was just a bug, and it didn't attract them to take a second look.

Rocket launch base.

Nie Fangping slowly opened his eyes from the office.

"I still have to come." He muttered to himself and frowned slightly.

"Linda." Nie Fangping greeted outside the door.

After a while, the blonde woman hurried in.

Before Nie Fangping gave any instructions, the woman hurriedly reported the news she had just received.

Someone planted explosives in the rocket! It is suggested that Fang Ping postpone the launch date, start a comprehensive investigation of the rocket, and have two saviors to take the murderer away, being arrogant and so on...

Regarding these things that can be described as personal experience, Nie Fangping waved his hands and said: "The rocket launch date is still the same. I have checked it. I have removed the bombs. Don't worry."

After finishing speaking, the man ordered: "Find me a thousand speakers. The sound must be loud and clear."

"Speakers? Thousands of them?" Linda was a little confused by the strange request.

Is this a concert? Is this the time to start singing?

"One night, I want it tomorrow." Following this time-limited request, Linda came back to her senses and said, "Okay, I got it!"

In response, the woman left immediately.

Sitting back on his chair, Nie Fangping looked out the window at the endless plains and the connecting gray and white curtains, and exhaled slightly.

The speaker, this is what he used to make the zombie civilization relax its vigilance.

A swarm of fifty million insects.

With this amount, if you play the flute with your mouth, how can the sound be transmitted to the insect swarm.

If it really works, it can only mean that you are commanding the bugs, not with your voice!

With speakers, it would make sense.

And when he put out a thousand speakers, it was equivalent to exposing his 'weakness'.

Do you have to rely on sound to control the insect swarm?

What good are you in space where sound cannot travel?

And put it on land.

It is indeed very powerful for you to control such a large number of insect swarms, but you have to rely on sound transmission.

If your stereo is smashed, won’t you be useless?

Of course, no matter what the situation is, it is still too incredible to block or kill pathogens with personal power.

So after tomorrow, his body and Fang Ping's identity should be sacrificed in a reasonable manner.

When someone is dead, that's the time to minimize the other person's attention.

No one would know that his tribe would fly to Mars in the rocket explosion of the zombie civilization and begin to grow exponentially!

Everything will enter a new era.

The era of the Zerg!