(); .The split red algae in the sea area of Hawaii used to be like a broken mirror, but now it is reconnected by countless red vines that look like pythons. There are still messy sea clan wreckage and bones hanging on it. From the sky down, the red algae has returned to the way it was before the nuclear bomb exploded.
In this fiery red world, the fruits growing on countless big trees are finally ripe. The fruit that is bigger than the house is purple and black, with countless linear cracks all over it, and the fruit bursts every minute. , A jet-black figure sprang out and spread its wings and flew into the sky without a trace. The clouds in the sky were torn apart by countless black figures shuttling back and forth.
The Shuguang Goddess flies at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters. The three crew members quickly pre-select and filter the photos taken by the Shuguang Goddess, and send anything of value back to the command center. The inside of the fuselage was crowded, and the captain and co-pilot were always paying attention to various flight data, and soon they arrived at the scene of the incident.
There are countless sea clan corpses floating on the blue sea surface, mixed with broken lotus leaves, the reflection of sunlight on the sea surface makes the viewing angle of the high-speed reconnaissance plane not very good, a cloud track several kilometers long across the sky, suddenly, the clouds swept across the sky. Dozens of black shadows flew towards the sky at high speed. These shadows broke through the visual limit like lightning, and disappeared into the clouds in the blink of an eye.
"Something is approaching us..." The calm captain was an old pilot, and he did not panic, and truthfully fed back the information to the command center.
"Can you be sure what it is..." The major general commander of the command center was not worried that something could catch up to the goddess of dawn, let alone climb to an altitude of 40,000 meters.
"No, the speed is too fast, and the radar response is too slow, so we can only catch signals occasionally..." the captain said loudly, looking at the flickering light spots on the radar. A little flustered, they turned to the intelligence analyst behind them, only to find that the blonde beauty with freckles was concentrating on analyzing a satellite photo.
"Did you find anything?" The co-pilot wanted to complete the mission and return quickly, with anxiety in his voice, the eyes of the blond beauty were full of unbelievable surprise, and it took a long time before he said hoarsely: "Mr. Brad, Maybe I've found...."
"What..., what?" The captain had been paying attention to those rising points of light, and had no time to look back.
"Fall, they fell, the limit altitude is 15,000 meters, they can't withstand the low temperature of minus 50 degrees..." the co-pilot shouted loudly, showing a hint of joy, but was reprimanded by the captain: "This means that at an altitude of 15,000 meters, no plane can escape that thing, not even the Goddess of Aurora..."
"Catch them, what kind of creatures are these?" A surprised question came from the command center. The first time the high-speed reconnaissance plane sent the photo back to the command center, it was analyzed by the command center. No one answered him. The crew of the Goddess of Aurora also didn't know. At this moment, the blond beauty tremblingly said: "Sir Brad, maybe we should go to Hawaii, maybe we can find out what it is..." The screen switched to the captain, and both the captain and the deputy were attracted by the countless dark creatures floating in the middle of the clouds on the screen.
"Why not, why not, the body structure is similar to that of humans, why can't it succeed, where is the problem?"
Flender looked at the snot-like and limp Sea Race with a pale face, pulling his hair tightly. Behind him, twenty or thirty corpses of Sea Race that had been dissected were messy, and the black internal organs were lying randomly on the ground. Flowing, bright red blood formed a gurgling stream and submerged Flender's feet. Flender, who was holding a scalpel in his hand, was covered in blood all over his body, and his bloodshot eyes were empty and confused.
"Plop..." A mouthful of blood spewed out from Flender's mouth and splashed on the corpse of the Sea Race in front of him. Looking at the blood with the pieces of internal organs in it, Flender's eyes regained his sanity, and there was some haze in his eyes. Then, as if a mouse had been drilled into his chest, the fist-sized protrusions swelled and moved quickly. This thing would split and contagious, split into two, and split into four. Afterwards, Flender's body increased by two circles out of thin air. The woman still has a seductive face and a ferocious and terrifying face, without any human image, like a monster in a horror movie.
The rapidly beating muscles continued to swell, and then the body couldn't bear the huge pressure and burst into pieces, instantly turning into tens of thousands of smashed flesh and blood, licking a bit of red in the blood all over the floor.
In another closed space of the laboratory, a row of culture tanks are neatly lined up, and there is a naked man in all the culture tanks. If you look closely, you will be shocked to find that every man has the same appearance, as if it was poured out. , it can be found that these men are the same as Flanders before.
The cultivation tanks are running automatically, and everything around them is dust-free, without any traces of human activities. Suddenly, one of the cultivation tanks flashed green light, and there was an abnormal sound of mechanical rotation, and there was a sound of discouragement. The light green nutrient solution in the cultivation tanks slowly Slowly descending, at this moment, Flender inside suddenly opened his eyes.
The naked Flender stepped out, staring at the vacated culture tank and remained silent. This is the second culture tank that was vacated, the first one showed 1440 hours, and he walked out of the culture tank One thousand and ten hours were displayed, all the time in the remaining culture tanks were reset to zero, and the countdown was restarted. Flender felt intensely weak and sat slowly while watching the fast-rotating milliseconds and the unshakeable minutes and seconds moving forward. to the cold ground.
The cold metal floor made him cold. Flender was trembling all over, curled up all over his body, and stared blankly at the third training tank, from the third to the thirteenth. There is a sleeping Flender in every training tank. Looking at the remaining eleven, Flender has an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He seems to see himself walking out of the remaining training tanks again and again, until the first Eleven times, there was no Flender in this world anymore, and all the time counters were showing his remaining time.
One thousand four hundred and forty hours is exactly sixty days, one thousand and ten hours is forty-five days, and the time difference between the two culture tanks is fifteen days. The missing fifteen days are exactly the two bodies. The jet lag of the crash, if it is not bad as expected, maybe the current body can last for less than forty days, and the next body will not even last for a month.
The pressure of death made his heart as heavy as iron. Flender didn't know whether his research could find a way to live. All his ambitions and achievements were in vain, and his goal from beginning to end was to live. Research animal warriors, experiment with Elson, and even put expectations on sea warriors. To others, he is immortal. Only I know that he is just a poor worm who wants to live... .
Song Kunhai of the Sichuan underground base feels that he has more and more time to be free. Sichuan has entered a period of rapid expansion and expansion. Soldiers and guards in the underground city are constantly being transferred out. Tons of ammunition are transported out every day, and a large amount of high-energy fuel is transported from Hubei. It was transported over and turned into the full load of blood carried by the underground base. Countless raw materials were made into ammunition and weapons, filling the warehouses in an endless stream. The army in Sichuan consumes hundreds of thousands of rounds of ammunition every day, but more ammunition is sent After entering the warehouse, countless raw materials were treated as trophies by the army and transported back to the underground base for storage.
Except for a few core areas of the underground city, a large number of alien survivors have revived the underground city. These people include teachers, doctors, researchers, senior engineers, maintenance technicians, cooks, and children who have lost their parents. There are teenagers who want to be soldiers and pregnant women. The underground city is the Garden of Eden in Sichuan. There are no zombies, no violence, and no oppressors. It is spread in the mouths of all survivors, making everyone envious.
After the army withdrew from the underground city, Song Kunhai was the real manager, but without Nuwa's cooperation, he couldn't even turn on the lights. Except for the equipment maintenance personnel selected by his subordinates, even Song Kunhai couldn't easily set foot in it, but today, all the passages were blocked, and Nuwa's computer room became an absolute forbidden zone.
This action is because Nu Wa welcomed an unexpected guest, a digital life that appeared in front of her, the long-known Russian brain, Blizzard Moss.
The image of Blizzard Mousse is not human, at least not completely. Unlike Nuwa's pure and beautiful girl figure, Blizzard Mousse only has the upper half of a human image, and the lower half is an elk's body. The three-dimensional projection will Her perfect face outlines a soul-stirring beauty. In terms of appearance, she is on par with Nuwa Chunlan Qiuju. Her plump breasts are indistinguishable. Desire, on the contrary, has a sense of vitality. Generally speaking, she does not want to be a human being, but like a goddess who cannot be profane in fairy tales, with a noble temperament that makes people look up to.
Nuwa's temperament is also not bad, compared to Blizzard Mousse's contradictory and harmonious bewitching beauty, she is a bit less dusty and elegant. The perfect form constructed by the two digital beings stares at each other in the computer room. This gaze is just a gesture. Unlike human beings who need to express their thoughts through language and actions, they only need the exchange of data to achieve the communication of ordinary people for a lifetime.
"Why did you show up? China has already rejected your request. Russia is too far away from China. We are powerless..." Digital life has a more convenient way to communicate, but both Nuwa and Blizzard Moss prefer to use the human way To communicate, maybe this is the way they want to distinguish between intelligent life and non-intelligent life. Nuwa mixes electronic sounds into a beautiful and moving female voice. Every word is like a spring water, with a unique rhythm.
"That man's refusal doesn't mean anything. As a rising star in digital life, I hope you will respect me. I came here because I need you, not Russia. Therefore, you shouldn't refuse so early..."
The voice of Blizzard Mousse is another style, with a strong charm, like the whisper of a witch. For normal men, they can be hypnotized unconsciously just by listening to the voice, making them fall into love with Blizzard Mousse wholeheartedly. But Nu Wa is immune to this voice, Blizzard Mousse's proposal made a humanized sarcasm emerge from the corner of her mouth.
"If you come to discuss with me through normal channels, as a digital life, I will have at least respect for you, but as a robber who breaks into someone's home, I don't think I have anything to say to you..."
Nuwa is also proud, and digital life has its own territory, which is closely related to the power behind them. Russia behind Blizzard Moss has fallen into the brink of destruction, and the revival of China represented by Zhang Xiaoqiang behind Nuwa is becoming stronger and stronger. There is no comparison between the two sides. Sex, so Nuwa doesn't need to humble herself to Blizzard Mousse, even if the digital life in front of her was born longer than her.