Apocalyptic game: I can add prefixes to everything

The scene where Chen Hang entered the ant colony alone and unilaterally slaughtered those powerful mutant soldier ants left the players present speechless and extremely shocked.

"Is this...is this the number one strength in the region?"

"The gap between us and him is too big. We are not on the same level at all."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have thought he was the same kind of monster we killed."

"I was thinking about quitting the mutual aid association and joining the Peeling Gang just now, but now I can't even think about it. If I really join the Peeling Gang, I'm going to be fucked by Chen Hang."

"Now those who have joined the Skinning Gang are in dire straits..."

"Everyone, come together! Go help Mr. Chen Hang and make his presence felt so that he can be embraced in the future."

"Yes, even if you go to do a last-ditch attack, you can still miss a lot of experience points!"

I don't know who called for it, and these players who were originally preparing for the edge OB picked up their weapons and joined the battlefield following the survivors who fought out from the gate.

Seeing this, the guards at the plantation breathed a sigh of relief.

Guard captain Hansen lamented to others: "We have never had such an easy time dealing with these ant colonies."

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After repelling the ant colony and completing the side mission, Chen Hang also saw that he had received the ‘support points’ reward.

“The higher the support value, the more say the representative has within the mutual aid association.”

"As long as the support value is raised to above 50%, I can replace Catherine and become the leader of the mutual aid association."

However, this support value does not have a cut-off statistical time setting.

In other words, Chen Hang has to do something at all times to maintain his share of support points, otherwise he may be snatched back by Catherine.

Next, Chen Hang took another look at his attributes.

When they massacred mutant soldier ants just now, they naturally stole a lot of power attributes.

Now Chen Hang's strength attribute has reached 197 points.

"If you include the gift of night blessing, the strength attribute can be close to 300 points."

I am afraid that in the entire S066 area, except for the border monster, there is no creature that can take Chen Hang's "serious punch".

Back at the plantation, the guards of the plantation welcomed Chen Hang.

And just like last time, he took out a lot of food in stock to treat Chen Hang and hold a party.

Those players who participated in the battle were also lucky enough to follow Chen Hang. This was the only full meal most of them had in two weeks.

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Area S066, South Laboratory.

In a laboratory filled with various precision instruments, a burly middle-aged bald man lay on the circular test table in the middle.

The middle-aged man's expression was sometimes ferocious and sometimes soothing, and he kept roaring from his mouth.

"The 'Black Mimic' in his body started to stir again."

A bearded researcher in a white coat quickly glanced at the data displayed on the computer, and then ordered his assistant: "Quick, bring a new container."

The assistant quickly trotted out of the laboratory and came to a warehouse-like room.

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The automatic door opened, and cold white mist seeped out of the room. The assistant felt the cold stimulation and couldn't help but shiver.

He walked into the room, which looked like a morgue, with human corpses neatly placed on the tables on both sides.

The assistant hurriedly rushed over and looked at the nameplates tied to the feet of the corpses.

After checking several corpses, he found the target, pushed the corpse and left the room.

In the laboratory, the 'black mimicry' in the strong man's body became more and more restless, and a black mud-like substance began to condense on his body surface.

These 'black mud' covered the surface of the strong man's skin, began to flow slowly, and continued to expand the coverage area.

In a moment, one-third of the strong man's body was covered in black mud.

"The 'Black Mimic' has begun to devour the host, and the split part must be directed into the container immediately."

The bearded man in a white coat had sweat dripping from his forehead, and he ordered his assistant to push the body to a position alongside the strong man.

But just as the assistant put down the body, a few drops of black mud from the strong man's body suddenly splashed out in a 'ejection' manner and stuck to the assistant's body.

"Ah...ah..."

The assistant was so frightened that he screamed and swatted quickly with his hands, trying to get rid of the black mimic.

But doing so was of no avail. The black mud adsorbed firmly as soon as it got on it, and began to expand the coverage bit by bit.

"Doctor, doctor, save me..."

The assistant knocked down all the equipment in the laboratory, causing a jingling sound.

But the bearded doctor took two steps back expressionlessly, and then operated on the tablet in his hand.

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The glass door of the laboratory immediately closed, turning the laboratory into a secret room.

The assistant was lying on the glass door, beating and begging.

The doctor was indifferent, walked to the glass door and faced his assistant, and persuaded him: "Since the black mimic has chosen you, you can only accept it calmly."

The assistant had extreme fear in his eyes and kept banging on the glass door.

At this moment, the black mimicry on the bald man's body surged, and more 'mud spots' began to splash out.

These 'mud spots' fell to the ground and stuck to utensils and glass doors.

Then they seemed to sense something, and suddenly swarmed towards the assistant.

In an instant, the assistant was swallowed up by the black mimicry that splashed out.

"It's finally stabilized."

The doctor outside the glass door breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He waited outside for a few minutes, and after the black mimicry that occupied the assistant's body in the laboratory stabilized, he reopened the glass door of the laboratory.

The doctor walked to the instrument and turned off some buttons. With a hiss, the bald man lying on the experimental table slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

"Boss, how do you feel?"

The doctor asked the bald man respectfully.

"My control over the Black Mimic has weakened again. Although this body is strong, the energy will probably be swallowed up by the Black Mimic in a short time."

The bald man sat up from the test table, clenched his fists and turned his arms.

"If you want to control the black mimicry, you must have a very powerful container."

The doctor pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said: "In our area, only the monster that walks around the border is the most suitable container for black mimicry.

In the past few days while you were sleeping, you have successfully sent the black mimicry to the monster. I believe that it will not be long before it will be completely occupied by the black mimicry. "

A slight smile appeared on the doctor's lips: "At that time, if you transfer your will, you will be able to completely control the black mimicry."

"Well, you're doing well."

The 'boss' glanced at the assistant beside him who was completely covered by the black mimicry. With a thought, the man in front of him covered with black mud stood up from the ground.

"While I was away, those clowns must have been doing a lot of work, right?"

"It's time to end this farce."

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