Doomsday Monster Paradise

Chapter 71: Transform veterans

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Zao Wou-ki's voice is full of majesty and unquestionable.

Immediately the paupers backed away in horror.

The emaciated children got out of the pile of firewood they were hiding in, and then obediently stood in a row on Zao Wou-ki's left.

There are about two dozen.

Their faces were pale, their eyes widened in horror, and their thin bodies trembled involuntarily.

"That's what makes sense"

Zhao Wou-ki grinned wide, showing his white teeth, and waved to the soldiers behind him

"Test their bodies"

"obey"

The soldiers immediately dispersed and began to tear the children's shirts.

Then take out a wriggling strip of dark metal and imprint it on their arms.

Like a slippery leech, the metal strip plunges into the flesh and blood of the children

Immediately, the children let out howls like slaughtering pigs, and the severe pain made them twitch and roll on the ground, like a group of wild boars going mad.

Five minutes later, the billowing smoke dissipated.

All the children were convulsed, foaming at the mouth, and their collapsed bodies seemed to be falling apart.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji shook his head

"Wasn't there a group of trash who is qualified?"

Before the soldiers could answer, a steady voice came from the crowd

"Here, he's qualified."

The surrounding crowd immediately dispersed in all directions.

The blond man who was standing next to the steam locomotive just now suddenly appeared in the crowd.

At his feet was the fainted little boy.

Zhao Wuji led the soldiers and ran over immediately, guarding the blond man and the little boy behind him.

In a daze, the little boy turned over with a sound.

The first thing the little boy saw after regaining consciousness was the majestic and resolute face of the blond man.

He looked to the left and right, and saw those adults again, his vague consciousness immediately remembered what happened just now, and his face suddenly changed drastically.

The blond man followed the little boy's gaze.

Seeing all kinds of weapons or tableware in the hands of those adults, I immediately understood what happened just now.

This is a very common thing in the slums.

The blond man narrowed his eyes slightly, and stretched out his hand to the little boy

"Come on, come with me, what's your name?"

The little boy hesitated slightly, and said softly

"Beibeixuan, my name is Beixuan."

Just as Beixuan was immersed in the memories of the past and couldn't extricate himself, Mufan's side was very busy.

The rooftop laboratory on the sixth floor of the military compound.

In the tempered glass jar against the wall in the laboratory, there are zombie specimens one by one

Under the immersion of the medicine, their bodies still remained active.

The test bench is full of large and small glass jars, which are filled with various organs of monsters.

Has eyeballs, animal claws, teeth, and animal whips

And in the secret cabinet of the laboratory, the "Violent Heart" is beating vigorously

In the evening, Mu Fan sneaked into the warehouse area again, and brought the heart of violence back.

"Grandpa Roger"

He Xiaopang cheerfully asked, "When will I be able to transplant my violent heart?"

Hearing this, Roger snorted unhappily, "You don't want to live after transplanting the violent heart."

"With your small body, a random beat of your violent heart can blow you up."

Mu Fan smiled and said, "Little Fatty, don't worry, it won't be too late to transplant your berserk heart after your metallization level improves."

He Xiaopang nodded, and handed a piece of paper to Mu Fan

"Brother Fan, here is the list of the number of disabled people counted by old man Li."

Mu Fan took it over and glanced at it. There were thirty-six disabled veterans, some with broken arms, some with one eye, etc. The records were very detailed.

Mu Fan nodded, "Call old man Li and let these disabled veterans come to the rooftop."

He Xiaopang agreed, and immediately called Old Man Li.