Doomsday Assassin System

Phew, so comfortable!

After getting up, Wang Hou stretched his waist. This feeling of full strength? Is it the result of the virus last night? He turned to look at the bright sunshine outside, and immediately realized that Fenghua was alone at night last night. He turned to look

When I went, I saw Fenghua looking at me with a smile.

"Why don't you wake me up?"

"Seeing you sleeping so soundly, I can't bear it."

"Thanks!"

"Haha, we have lived and died together, so how can we say thank you?" Fenghua smiled lightly.

After the three of them had a simple breakfast, while they were discussing their next plan, the door was pushed open and Che Fanghou walked in.

"Zhao Guobin survived, and he seems to have become a lot stronger." This was his first sentence after coming in. Obviously this was not good news for the princes and others.

"I didn't expect that guy to be so lucky." Fenghua sighed after hearing this.

"It's indeed good. The probability of being encountered by him is so low." Wanghou said in a low voice. Che Fanghou's words reminded him of the conversation between Wei Dongsheng and Professor Fu that he happened to meet last night.

"What's the probability?" Che Fanghou and Fenghua asked in confusion after hearing this.

The prince hesitated for a moment and told the two people what he heard when he went out last night. Of course, he still concealed some things.

"Strong potion?" Fenghua frowned slightly, "Has this kind of thing really been developed?"

"You know?"

"Well, long before the large-scale disaster broke out, relevant institutions had obtained virus samples, but they were far less intense than now. Relevant experts used virus samples to develop therapeutic drugs and preventive vaccines on the one hand, but more energy

But it is focused on researching catalytic drugs that will act on the human body, allow the human body to evolve, and then gain incredible power. Professor Fu is one of them. The strong drug he is talking about should be the evolutionary drug they developed, but that

Planting the medicine is far from meeting the requirements, there are too many uncontrollable factors, and the success rate is very low." After all, he is a descendant of a noble family, and the information Che Fanghou got is definitely not something ordinary people like princes and ordinary people can have access to.

"Strange, what does Wei Dongsheng think and how can he help him?"

"Hmph, he is not so kind. The reason why he was given that medicine was mainly for testing. If it succeeds, then Zhao Guobin owes them a huge favor, and everyone in the camp will know that Wei Dongsheng and the others have mastered the control of the virus.

Method, his status in the camp will naturally rise steadily. If he fails, he will only die. He will not lose anything, and he may be able to take the opportunity to control the camp. It is simply a matter of great benefit and no harm.

He would be a fool if he didn't do it," Fenghua analyzed.

"I wonder how Brother Li and the others are doing?" Li Shanhe looked out the window and said. Although they only had a brief contact, he admired Li Muyu's heroism and Xie Tianhao's loyalty very much. Coupled with Alai, who had a somewhat bad temper,

I took a lot of care of him.

"Boss, what you have to do now is to take good care of your injuries. Maybe we will see them again soon." Wang Hou said.

While the princes and others were talking in the house, the camp commander Zhao Guobin, who was in high spirits not long after waking up, visited them.

"Captain Zhao, you recovered so quickly?"

"Why, Political Commissar Feng doesn't seem to want me to recover?" Zhao Guobin said with a smile.

"What are you talking about? We all hope that you can recover as soon as possible. We can't survive without you in the camp!" Fenghua said hypocritical words with a serious face.

"Without further ado, I just received a report from the soldiers that a large number of mutant corpses were found outside the camp. The situation is somewhat serious. I came here specially. I hope everyone can go out and take a look."

"Okay, no problem." Che Fanghou responded.

The large number of mutant corpses that Zhao Guobin mentioned were actually those mutants that were killed by the prince last night, lying in a mess in the woods outside the camp.

No! Why do they all look like mummies? After careful observation, the prince immediately discovered the problem. All the blood in the bodies of the mutants on the ground disappeared. They went somewhere and there were no traces of the fight on the ground.

"The blood in their bodies is missing, and there are dozens of mutant corpses here, but there is no trace of blood left on the ground!" Professor Fu frowned.

The blood disappeared. Where did it go? Was it evaporated or was it swallowed? Who was it? The prince looked around, hey, the trees around him didn't seem so high last night. He leaned down, took out the dagger from his waist, and gently

Digging the soil lightly, the prince soon discovered that the disappeared blood had actually seeped into the ground. Under one finger's reach, there was blood-colored soil!

Why is the blood in the soil underneath? How could it seep down on its own? Could it be? The prince suddenly raised his head and looked at an ancient tree as thick as an arm in front of him, with branches all over the sky. A cold wind blew by, rustling.

He was absorbed by it! A shocking conclusion appeared in his mind. How is it possible? Have even plants begun to evolve?

"It's the plants nearby. They have also been affected by the virus and have begun to mutate!" Professor Fu looked at the soil under his feet, then slowly walked into the big tree that could be hugged and thick, and took out a handle that resembled a surgical instrument.

A dagger as fine as a knife gently separated the trunk of the big tree. Something shocking happened. A light red liquid similar to blood flowed out from the trunk, and then the entire branches of the tree seemed to be inadvertently

He danced a little, as if he felt pain.

"Did you see it? It seems to be moving. Can you feel the pain?"

"You don't understand, plants themselves have feelings."

"Who said that?"

"That's what it said on TV."

"Depend on!"

It has only been more than ten days, and even the plants have begun to mutate. What will they look like in a month or a year, tree demons that actively eat people? What will the world look like? How can humans survive?

How could he survive? The prince suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem again.

"The problem is very serious!" After observing carefully for a while, Professor Fu turned around and said to Wei Dongsheng with a solemn expression.

"Professor, what is going on?" Zhao Guobin asked.

"The horror of the virus is far beyond our imagination. It is rapidly infecting all living things, not just the animals, plants, and microorganisms we previously knew."

"In what direction will they mutate?"

"I don't know, the mutation itself is non-directional, but looking at the nearby plants, they are no longer limited to taking food from the soil. Maybe it won't be long before they evolve organs that can be used to actively capture food.

."

"Then what are we waiting for? They are missing from the fire!"

"Burn them. This forest stretches for several miles and is the natural cover of the camp. If the fire burns them, not to mention how many mutants the raging fire will attract, the camp without natural cover will be exposed on the hills.

, then almost all nearby mutants will know that there is delicious prey here." Zhao Guobing said.

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