MTL - After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain-Chapter 12 012

012 / Seven Flows

- Wait for you to tell me the answer.

What Lin Sinan said was like a marriage proposal.

Lu Yan chose the former without even thinking more.

Research Institute, it is impossible to go to research institute in this life. The outside world is so exciting, what is the difference between going to a research institute and squatting.

What's more, he is not a real Healing Apocalypse.

Lu Yan put on a down jacket, put on a mask, and walked downstairs.

Lin Sinan was leaning against the car to smoke, and when he saw him coming, he hurriedly snuffed it out. The cigarette **** made a beautiful arc in the air and fell straight into the trash can.

"Mr. Lu." Lin Sinan's attitude was somewhat restrained.

Lu Yandao: "I think about it, I still hope to be in contact with more cases of pollution diseases."

Lu Yan rarely has such worldly desires. In other words, his mood swings are very weak. Neither happy nor sad.

He clearly understands that he is sick, indifferent and lacks empathy, so he wears a layer of camouflage.

Studying hard is because the universal concept makes everyone try their best to move up, whether it is studying or studying medicine, everything he does is because of "fitness". Not much to like, not to hate either.

But pollution disease is different. It is like a game that does not know the ending. Every time you open it, there are new surprises.

Lu Yan liked it very much, liked it... shivered.

Lin Sinan gave him a deep look: "I understand, then I will do my best to protect your safety."

Even if this protection comes at the cost of his own life.

Lu Yan: "Actually, no need."

"This is an order given to me by the headquarters." Lin Sinan replied, "It is the duty of a soldier to obey orders."

K City, Pollution Disease Prevention and Control Center.

A middle-aged man came here under the protection of several soldiers.

This is a researcher sent from the headquarters, from the Third Research Institute, whose name is Ji Wen.

He has the appearance of a scholar, and he appears refined and easy-going. The director of the pollution center stepped forward, trying to get close to him, Ji Wen raised his hand, and the director had to step back in embarrassment.

Now, he is sitting at the computer desk, watching the precious video previously captured by intelligent surveillance.

The two paragraphs where Lu Yan cured pollutants.

Occasionally, Ji Wen would hit the space, pause, and look contemplative.

"Devouring?" Ji Wen muttered to himself, "'No. 0' is extremely vulnerable to contamination, so he can't contact the outside world and has been in the life capsule; 'Bishop' is withdrawn and rarely leaves the institute... Honestly, I am not Not much is known about healing talent."

But he saw the tiny fish scales on Lu Yan's arm.

"Compared with the ability of 'devour', after comparison, I am more inclined that he came into contact with a special pollutant during this cataclysm and merged with a part of the pollutant. This is a very dangerous move, But obviously, he succeeded."

"So, Lu Yan's talent is actually another."

"He lied that his talent was 'devoured'. The purpose of the lie was to hide the true talent. So he actually knew something."

"But Lu Yan's past life has been monitored both online and offline. I'm sure that before this incident, he had never been exposed to information about pollution diseases, so how did he know?"

"So, I infer that he actually has an innate ability related to information acquisition."

"On the talent sequence list compiled by Mr. Qiao Yu, there are a total of 6 talents related to it. Omniscience, Prediction, Information Cocoon Room, Mind Reading, Soul Detection, Sky Eye. The only ones that are more consistent are..."

Ji Wen suddenly fell silent, and then wrote some ghost-painted peach talismans on the paper that only he knew.

When he was young, Ji Wen and his friends created a script. It is a combination of oracle bone script and cuneiform script, only they know. Therefore, every time there is important information that he does not want to be known, but needs to be recorded, Ji Wen will always use this language.

He is forty-seven years old this year, and has been conducting research on pollution diseases since the age of 20, under the tutelage of Qin Changsheng.

Qin Changsheng's mentor, Qiao Yu, was the first person who discovered pollution disease in the last century and made it a special study.

At the beginning of the 22nd century, due to differences in research concepts, Qin Changsheng became independent from the First Research Institute and established the Third Research Institute.

As the direct descendant of Qin Changsheng, Ji Wen is naturally not bad.

Lin Sinan and Bai Qiushi didn't see a name, but Ji Wen just looked at the surveillance and deduced the truth.

That's why the system has always been vigilant at the Institute, which is home to some of the smartest people in the world with the most detailed knowledge of pollution diseases.

Ji Wen pushed the frame of his glasses and put away his pen: "It stands to reason that I should report, but he is the son of Subject 18."

He turned off the playback software, and in the background of the system, he chose to delete the two videos.

A warning box popped up on the screen, asking him to enter the permission password.

This deletion is not simply dragging things into the recycle bin to shred, but making these two videos disappear from the world completely. No one will see it again.

"Just take it as my reward for cutting my brains... Would you like to meet this child?"

Ji Wen waited for the progress on the computer to jump to 100, and took out the evaluation form.

[Lu Yan, male, 26 years old. Mental status: stable, lesion severity: low. Education: Master's degree. ]

[More sensitive to the outside world, cautious and suspicious personality. It is not recommended to monitor for a long time, so as not to lose trust in the control center. ]

[Preliminarily confirmed to be a Healing Apocalypse, with a talent of "devouring", and can use the spiritual body to devour pollution sources. It has a significant effect on the apocalypse at the middle and low stages of the disease degree. ]

[Whether it can assist the tyrant's treatment: unknown. (Note: Because the spiritual power threshold is too low, it is not recommended to contact the tyrant for the time being, there is a risk of contamination)]

[Danger level: low. ]

Back then, the friend who created the text with Ji Wen was called Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng graduated from Yenching University in 2091, got married in 2094, and the following year, his only son was born. Contaminated in 2111, became the Apocalypse. In the same year, he was detained in the No. 1 Research Institute, number 18, [Talent - Prediction].

In 2113, Lucheng's disease degree exceeded 100 and became a pollutant. In 2117, he fled from the research institute, and his whereabouts are still unknown.

"It's better not to meet. I hugged him many years ago. The child has always had a good memory and will be recognized."

Ji Wen stopped writing and thought for a while, but still felt uneasy, and threw the piece of paper on which the ghost drew the peach talisman together with the photo data into the shredder.

Lin Sinan brought Lu Yan to the Pollution Disease Control Center, ready to meet the researcher who came from the headquarters.

However, when he arrived, he was stunned to hear that the researcher had left.

"Deputy Director Ji is very busy." The staff was a little helpless. "He arrived at eight in the morning and left at nine. He said that there are still many important experiments to be done, but he has already prepared the evaluation report form."

The system and Lu Yan complained: [The researchers sent this time seem to have discovered my existence. If you're confident, you can get rid of it. It seems that I underestimate humans again. ]

[Fortunately, he is on your side for the time being. ]

There are countless things happening all the time in the world. Although the system is "all-knowing", if it knows too many things at one time, the end will only blow up the host's brain and become mentally retarded.

It has a perceptual range, neither big nor small. Apart from that, it does indeed live up to its "omniscient" name.

"Mr. Lu, please come with me to collect your work clothes and this month's allowance."

Lu Yan's information has been registered, and he has become a formal staff member with files and compilations.

Codenamed "Listening", spiritual power threshold 440, F-level apocalypse, lesion degree 3.1.

Affiliation: Unit 7, Group 1, Special Operations Department.

The staff opened the vault on the first floor of the headquarters, took out a suitcase from the freezer, and began to introduce.

"This is the latest 'galaxy probe' developed by the research center. The unified standard is the watch. If you don't like it, you can apply to replace it with something you like. Including but not limited to necklaces, mobile phones, etc."

"The detector can monitor your own lesion degree in real time, as well as the pollution value of nearby pollutants. In addition, there are functions such as navigation, positioning, Bluetooth calling, etc. This is the instruction manual. You can also choose to turn off the Beidou positioning system and discard the data. transmission."

The shape of the detector is a well-crafted, high-tech electronic watch.

Lu Yan didn't put it on immediately, but put it in his pocket.

"This is one of the most precious inventions of the institute, a special medicine for pollution diseases. Because the raw materials come from pollutants, the cost is high. Please don't sell it in exchange for cash." Because such a precedent happened before, the staff specially emphasized, "If you are short of money, you can contact the headquarters directly. Your current cash withdrawal limit is five million."

The special medicine comes in the form of a capsule, and there are only four capsules.

"The standard requirement for an F-level apocalypse is two per month, and the remaining two are performance bonuses for your outstanding performance in the control of pollution in City K this time."

[This special medicine is a good thing. It's not the same medicine that is given to mutants in the shelter. A critical moment is no different from a life-saving drug. Your disease degree is not high now, you can take more care. ]

"This is your work permit."

A work permit is a card similar to an ID card. There are photos of Lu Yan, fingerprints and DNA codes on it.

"Every time you perform a task, as long as you complete the task, you can get corresponding contribution points. Contribution points can be used for item exchange, task distribution, pollution control and other purposes."

"Finally, this is the weapon prepared by the headquarters for you based on the information returned by the researcher."

a dagger. Exquisite workmanship, Lu Yan took it out of the scabbard, and the blade of the dagger glowed with a cold blue light.

This dagger is double edged.

[Things that are ground from the bones of tortoises with Class D pollutants, the market price is 500 contribution points. No matter how good things are rationed to you, it is wasted, and it is easy to be robbed by other masked supermen. suitable for you. The above is also considered painstaking. Are you the illegitimate son of the chief executive? ]

"Thank you." Lu Yan waved twice and said, "I like it very much."

The staff bowed deeply to him: "As long as you like it. Thank you for your contribution to the future of mankind, and I hope to serve you next time."

…

When Lu Yan came out, he couldn't hold back and said, "This is too solemn."

He hasn't done anything yet.

[Speaking only. Who doesn't have heroism and secondary illness? Some people just eat this way, and you can be regarded as a martyr. ]

This respect is not only for Lu Yan, but for all the Apocalypse of the Special Operations Department.

The research institute is the theory, the special operations department is the actual combat, and the pollution prevention and control center is the logistics. The three support each other and look for a future.

Lin Sinan was waiting for him in the off-road vehicle at the door, lying on the steering wheel, his eyes narrowed and lazily.

After taking the special medicine, the severity of his lesions decreased significantly. From 53 a few days ago to 39.

Exposure to pollution sources will increase the degree of lesions, and it will gradually decrease after leaving for a period of time, reaching a standard value. The effect of special drugs is to reduce this standard value.

Lin Sinan's current standard value is 31. Exactly ten times that of Lu Yan.

As the number of times the drug is taken, the human body will also develop resistance to the drug... but there is no way to do it.

Lin Sinan waved his hand: "Let's go, I'll take you to see your captain."

He is the captain of the third detachment of the sixth group.

It stands to reason that Lu Yan would be better off joining his group, but the headquarters probably thought that Lin Sinan's spiritual power threshold was too low, and the task of traveling was dangerous, so Lu Yan was specially assigned to another team.

Lin Sinan is quite open about this. After all, his spiritual power threshold is only 1600. According to the division, it is only D-level. It is hard to be reassured to protect a Healing Apocalypse.

What Lu Yan wants to join is the special operations department group, also known as the dragon group. There are no more than 40 members in the group.

Apocalypse from abroad once sighed: "On average, the members of the Dragon Team are worth as much as three aircraft carriers."

A group has been confiscating newcomers for several years, and Lu Yan is the only one for three years.

Lu Yan sat in the back of the car, thought for a while, first turned off the data transmission, and then put the measuring watch on his left hand.

The dial shows his lesion value: 7.5.

Right hand: 3.1.

The two sides are really not the same.

Lu Yan hadn't slept well in recent days. The village he was going to was more than 200 kilometers away from K city, and the road was not good, so it would take at least three or four hours. He leaned back in the back seat, slumped uncontrollably.

Lin Sinan saw his exhaustion and said warmly, "There is a blanket behind you, so sleep under it. I'll call you when I get there."

Lu Yan let out an "um" and fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up again, it was already dark.

Lu Yan was a little dazed and wanted to ask "why haven't we arrived yet", but suddenly became alert.

He smelled blood.

It's a little too quiet here. More importantly, Lin Sinan was not in the driving seat.

[You finally wake up. Damn, why did it come this way...]

[There is not much time left for me, you must remember what I said-]

[You have encountered a level-a pollutant dream eater, here is both a dream and a reality. What you see may not be true, but it may not be false either. In short, if you die, you are really dead, and you will become the nourishment of dream eaters, and you don’t know what your soul tastes like. It is a pity that I was suppressed in this false space, because you are not the master of this dream. ]

[If it's just a dream eater, it won't be like this, but I didn't expect that a stinky wall to appear here. The two are superimposed and become a copy of Nightmare difficulty. I thought we should go to Novice Village, but I didn't expect to stray into the hidden copy directly. ]

[Someone is already on the way to the rescue. The key to getting out of here is to wake the owner of the nightmare. ]

[The only thing I can be thankful for is that you are not an unnamed female classmate in this dream... Well, I can't say any more, it's about to find me. ]

The system is completely silent.

Lu Yan lay quietly in the back compartment, not hearing any changes. After a while, he fumbled and got his phone.

He blocked the light, and the phone's battery was ninety, and there was no signal.

In the inbox, there is a text message from Sinan Lin.

"You haven't woken up yet. I'll go out and take a look. It doesn't seem right outside. Wait for me to come back. Don't go out anyway. Be safe."

Lu Yan discovered when he was a doctor that the first patients to be discharged were those who followed the doctor's orders.

So he stayed in the trunk until dawn. In the second half of the night, there were occasional roars and calls for help outside, but Lu Yan was unmoved.

After dawn, Lu Yan finally discovered the source of the **** smell.

Lin Sinan was nailed to the rear window.

All night, the corpse was here, staring at the people in the car with blood-filled eyes across a cold glass. Several large, overly maggots had emerged from his ears and were crawling on the car windows.

Lu Yan's phone fell to the ground.

After a long time, he slowly said: "The pupils are obviously dilated and highly turbid. There is a slight corpse odor. The estimated time of death... 36 to 48 hours ago."

…

…

Suburbs of city k, the area bordering city w.

The road was blocked for a long time. Countless traffic police were too busy in front of the blockade.

The staff of the prevention and treatment center rushed to the scene urgently, and have assisted the researchers to analyze the pollution source for more than 20 hours.

Many reporters came and raised their microphones:

— "May I ask what level of pollution is emerging in City K? Will it threaten the survival of nearby residents?"

— "Did any survivors survive the fog within 48 hours of its appearance?"

Behind the traffic police was a thick fog.

The gray-black mist kept surging, like the ruthless mouth of Leviathan that devoured everything.