Evolution Paradise, are you the disaster?

Chapter 8 Why are you hitting my zombies?
"If we had been stronger, stronger, stronger to the point where we could stand shoulder to shoulder with gods with our mortal bodies, would the empire have survived? Would the legion have not been destroyed by the disaster?"

The silver-haired girl's pale blue eyes seemed to reflect that terrible, cruel and desperate war.

In the face of a true disaster, all the resistance of conventional cosmic civilization is futile.

The conceptual god was annihilated, and the divided clans were completely out of control.

Be it organic or inorganic matter, even a piece of scrap iron, a piece of earth and stone, a grain of sand, or a drop of water, all have been distorted and twisted by the disaster bathed in the glory of the evil god, turning it into a hotbed for the disaster's endless division and replication.

In just a few hundred years, it swept across two-thirds of the explored universe, and the number of civilizations that perished was beyond the limit of the Ganges sands, and the number of lives lost was incalculable.

From the moment she received her 'number', her short life was filled with blood and war. She fought on the front line against disasters, shouting 'For the Empire'.

The comrades are gone, the legion is gone, the empire is gone, and life has lost its meaning.

The emergence of "Evolution Paradise" may bring a new turning point.

Meng Yi's words "weakness is the original sin" gave new life to this "weapon" that was close to being scrapped.

"Sir, can I follow you?"

"Although I am weak, I will try my best!"

Sir?

The extremely unfamiliar name made Meng Yi slightly stunned for a moment as he was waiting for Luo Ji's answer.

Meng Yi turned his head and, unlike his previous cursory glance, he stared at the girl who climbed up from the window for a while with an examining attitude.

In the detection area of ​​the spiritual vision, the target's originally weak and almost extinguished residual flame grew a little stronger.

Meng Yi could see that she was trying her best to squeeze out the remaining 'lamp oil' and was in a state of last gasp.

This can be seen from the glowing lines that spread across the target's neck and cheeks.

The delicate face was like a piece of porcelain covered with cracks, just one step away from being scrapped.

"Strange, she has burned out, what is the source of her power? She can actually defy the law of conservation of mass and energy to a certain extent."

"Could it be that it comes from the worldview of the 'idealistic' system? Or has it been contaminated by some kind of conceptual higher life?"

The threat posed by the girl, whose body showed spider-web-like green cracks, to Meng Yi increased exponentially, as if she were a barrel of high-intensity explosives about to explode.

'It's a double-edged sword that hurts both the enemy and yourself.'

Meng Yi remained calm on the surface. With his life experience, it was not difficult to find that the child was in a confused stage of lack of faith, and soldiers needed orders to point out the direction to move forward.

"I am not your superior, so you can act with me if you want."

"You can just call me 'White Devil'. Can you tell me your name?"

Hearing this, the weapon-like girl's spirits perked up. She instinctively performed a courtesy that Meng Yi had never seen before and answered loudly, "Yes! Sir!"

"Imperial number AR-26710 reports to you!"

She didn't have a name of her own, and the only thing that represented her was a string of cold numbers, which just happened to confirm Meng Yi's guess about "weapons".

Seeing this, Luo Ji on the side smiled bitterly, scratched his wet hair hard, and his mature face was slightly distorted with anger.

"It seems I have no other choice."

"Well, Brother Bai is right. Either move forward or die! I'm not afraid of him!"

Meng Yi didn't care about the 'weapon' girl's 'commander' address, nor did he delve into Luo Ji's complicated psychological changes. He spread his arms and smiled, "Okay, welcome."

……

A consensus was reached on the selection of three extraordinary 'newbies'.

The three of them came to the front door which was piled with heavy furniture.

Girl number AR-26710 took the lead and nimbly moved the furniture out of the way.

The power that burst out from the thin and slender body made the two grown men, Meng Yi and Luo Ji, feel ashamed and could only smile awkwardly at each other.

Not long after, the girl cleared the obstacles on the road, opened the solid wooden door covered with blood and cracks, and stood aside obediently waiting for Meng Yi and Luo Ji to leave first, while vigilantly paying attention to the situation around her.

"A genetically modified body? AR-26710..."

Meng Yi secretly pondered the strange number that the girl had just used to introduce herself.

The mental detection field was opened, and he walked towards the underground train track along the path drawn in his mind with two "teammates". Raccoon City had gone through the biochemical crisis + Black Watch to clean up dangerous infected bodies, and water and power outages were inevitable results.

So forget about taking the elevator and just climb the stairs.

……

There were not many infected bodies remaining in this building, and the route Meng Yi had chosen was very safe. Along the way, there were mostly corpses that had rotted away due to the high temperature and had become breeding grounds for mosquitoes.

The smell was so refreshing that Meng Yi missed the lower level of the city where he had lived for more than ten years, where the people were simple and honest and talented people abounded.

It feels like a second home without any pricks!
Meng Yi was used to this. The girl, who was used to seeing life and death, was not disturbed at all. Only Luo Ji knelt on the ground and vomited three times along the way.

"Brother Bai, little girl, don't you two feel disgusted?"

Luo Ji's face turned pale from vomiting. The high fever and vomiting made this office animal over 30 years old look listless.

"We're just getting started. Brother Luo, have you ever seen a corpse corroded by highly polluted acid and then eaten by a group of people?"

"Corpses in areas with extremely scarce resources are treasures. They are processed into "corpse starch" using crude equipment, wrapped with a few pieces of highly radioactive and highly polluted rotten meat, and fried in gutter oil. The kids next door are crying with envy."

“Ugh~ Ugh~!!!”

Meng Yi's examples, which did not seem fake, made Luo Ji vomit all over the place with tears and snot streaming down his face, completely vomiting out all the acid in his stomach.

"Stop! Stop talking! I'm scared of you!"

Luo Ji stood up tremblingly, holding on to the wall, and gritted his teeth to hold the table leg weapon he had picked up.

After what he saw and heard, as well as Meng Yi's vivid examples, Luo Ji roughly understood what the mentality transformation mentioned in "Evolution Paradise" meant.

"Damn it, what kind of world can produce a 'talent' like Brother White Mage!"

……

After walking up more than thirty floors of stairs for sightseeing, Meng Yi commented with great interest on the unfortunate people who died in all kinds of strange ways.

There is nothing I can complain about Luo Ji, who is so hypocritical.

It was not until they reached the lobby area on the first floor, where there was no escape, that the three of them encountered seven or eight sparsely populated infected bodies.

Sensing the presence of a living person, the infected bodies wandering aimlessly turned their heads at the same time.

There was also a heavyweight contestant who was missing three of his legs, with his head drooping on his shoulders, his nails broken, and his hand joints severely twisted. He even had to scratch the floor to come over and "have a taste of the new things."

"Amazing! Great determination! Great perseverance!"

Meng Yi, who was in a playful mood, stood in awe and gave a thumbs up to the crawling zombie.

Once interrupted, Luo Ji's nervousness inexplicably lessened a bit, and then he quickly shook his head and cursed: "Stop messing around! They're surrounding us! Should we retreat to the stairs and deal with them one by one?"

"There's no need to go to such trouble."

Meng Yi lowered the thumb of his outstretched right hand and gently raised his index finger, and the mental network that controlled his thinking logic quietly spread.

'Boom! '

'Boom! '

'Boom! '

The little girl, who had been silent all the way, rushed into the zombie group with a disassembled table leg, and skillfully shot them in the head one by one. The exploded brains did not touch her at all. Her movements were graceful and elegant to the extreme, leaving only a pile of zombies with "brains exploded all over the ground".

Luo Ji was stunned. He opened his mouth woodenly and after a long pause, he uttered the most simple and unpretentious compliment from the East: "Awesome!"

Meng Yi's face was gloomy and his heart was bleeding. His zombie tool died before he could accomplish his mission. He was actually killed by friendly forces!

"Sir, am I doing something wrong?"

The ruthless girl of few words held up the table leg stained with red and white things, shrank her neck and spoke weakly.

The blood pressure of the intellectual Meng Yi suddenly rose.

"... Well done. Next time, don't do anything without my order."

"Yes! Promise to complete the mission!"

The girl instinctively wanted to raise her hand to salute, but she found that she was holding the "murder weapon" in her right hand, so she had to let the matter go.

(End of this chapter)