New York City, USA.
In the evening, in front of a remote abandoned factory in the suburbs of Brooklyn, there was a sudden crackling sound of electricity.
Yan Sitong and Song Ni, who were coming back from school, happened to pass by the factory not far away. After seeing this scene, both of them looked surprised and stopped subconsciously.
"A Tong, was that lightning just now?" Song Ni couldn't help but poke Yan Sitong and said in shock.
"It doesn't look like it, but it looks like a high-voltage wire leaking electricity." Yan Sitong opened Song Ni's hand, pulled Song Ni's clothes and urged, "Okay, okay, go home quickly, it will get dark if you don't go home." ”
"No, I'm going to take a look!" Song Ni shook her backpack and ran towards there without looking back, making Tang Sitong stamp her feet in anxiety.
Brooklyn itself is the poorest borough in New York. It is mainly inhabited by people of African and Latin American descent, with fewer Asians. To put it too much, it is just a black slum with a very high crime rate. Although it has been approved by the government The strong crackdown has improved, but since they are in a remote suburb, the two girls are still prone to danger if they don't go home until dark.
Thinking of this, Yan Sitong couldn't help but feel anxious. She looked at the sun that was about to set, and then at Song Ni's background. At this time, after some hesitation, Song Ni had already reached the gate of the abandoned factory. She finally gritted her teeth, chased after Song Ni in a few steps, and patted Song Ni on the back hard, "Hey! Let's go, no. What would be nice to see…”
Having said this, Yan Sitong suddenly stopped!
She suddenly found that Song Ni in front of her seemed to be petrified, standing there blankly. Even if she ran behind her, she didn't notice it at all. She just stared straight ahead with a pair of eyes, with a dumbfounded expression.
Yan Sitong's heart tightened. She subconsciously turned her head and looked into the factory gate on the right. But the next second, her eyes suddenly widened and she quickly covered her mouth for fear of screaming!
Because, she actually saw a young man with short hair standing naked inside the factory gate!
This man is not strong in stature, but for some reason, the lines all over his body look extremely coordinated. It seems that he has an indescribable masculine aura on his body! And hidden under the skin, there seemed to be an ancient force vigorously coming out. It was this breath that made her stop the urge to scream!
Humanity's pursuit of beauty stems from the instinct of reproduction.
Whether they are humans or birds and animals, they all have the pursuit of beauty. Among beasts, only the strong ones can get the right to mate. This method is the most primitive merit-based admission. Through the instinct of continuation of life, powerful genes are preserved and passed on from generation to generation.
Birds are also very similar. Male birds have smooth and colorful feathers. The more beautiful they are, the more they attract the attention of female birds. Beauty here is nothing more than a representative of health and excellence.
The same is true for humans. The more flawless a person's appearance and figure are, the more healthy the body is. This flawless feature has become the human aesthetic standard - men like women with big breasts and good looks, and women like strong and intelligent men. The reason is that it is the instinct left in the genes that has evolved over countless years, allowing humans to reproduce as many and better human bodies as possible, that's all.
At this time, Zhang Heng's body has been optimized by the T virus countless times and has already reached the peak of human genes. Its external manifestation is a perfect physique. Although there are no visibly muscular muscles, once the body is revealed, women's instincts You will be attracted by that kind of 'perfection'.
Of course, although he has a good figure, humans are not beasts that rely entirely on instinct, so there will not be a scene where Zhang Heng hooks up and all the women in the world fall into his arms.
At this moment, Yan Sitong just suddenly felt that the man's body in front of her didn't seem so disgusting. She instinctively glanced down. After seeing the huge thing, her cheeks suddenly rose with a slight blush. , quickly changed his gaze...
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There was an error in the transmission this time. Even if he was as calm as Zhang Heng, he would still be sweating.
Because the plane shuttle consumes too much energy, there are not many experiments, and Zhang Heng believes that the product produced by Dimension Star must be a high-quality product, so he is very confident about this thing.
However, Zhang Heng really didn't expect that the plane shuttle would eventually have problems. Not only did the teleportation go wrong, sending him to an unknown plane, but in Schwarzschild's throat, everything on his body was destroyed, including the nanobots on his skin! But the only consolation is that the nanorobot in his mouth is still there.
Therefore, Zhang Heng had to appear in front of two high school girls with this image of a sex maniac.
At this time, Zhang Heng had almost figured out the current situation. He raised his head and glanced at the angle of the sun, and then looked at the length of the shadow on the ground. Coupled with the temperature sensed by his body and the approximate time measurement, it had already exceeded the limits of ordinary people. Pieces of data appeared directly in his brain...
Around 40°43′ north latitude, around 74° west longitude—New York!
In just a moment, Zhang Heng figured out his approximate location in his mind. He raised his head and didn't care that he was naked in front of the two girls. He just said expressionlessly, "Your names."
"Song, Song Ni." "Yan Sitong." These two naughty students had never seen such a scene before. Their minds had already gone blank. To put it simply, they were confused.
"What is the radiation level in Manhattan?" Zhang Hengli understood the shock of the two people and just spoke calmly again.
"What?" Song Ni and Yan Sitong immediately looked at each other and gradually came to their senses.
If someone saw this scene at this time, I am afraid that their jaws would drop in surprise. A man covered in **** stood face to face with two girls. It would be normal if he was playing hooligan, but the key point is that the man But there was no expression of obscenity or lust at all. Instead, they communicated in the form of questions and answers with a calm face, which was a bit strange.
However, after seeing the two people's reactions, Zhang Heng couldn't help but frown. He almost understood that, I'm afraid, he had not returned to his original plane.
In his original plane, he had destroyed most of Manhattan with nuclear bombs, making it impossible for anyone to live within a radius of hundreds of kilometers. However, when he asked about the radiation levels in Manhattan, the two girls did not show any reaction. , that is to say, New York here has probably never been hit by a nuclear bomb. Furthermore, it is enough to prove that this is not Zhang Heng's reality plane.
However, after frowning, Zhang Heng's eyes suddenly lit up. This plane seemed to be a parallel world that was basically the same as reality. For Zhang Heng, this was nothing less than a new opportunity...