Apocalyptic natural disaster: I take over Lake Baikal, you can do whatever you want

After returning home, Lin Feng sat on the sofa and smoked a cigarette.

It would be fine if this group of local rich people didn't want to distribute the money so that everyone would be equal, but they actually wanted to suck the blood of the survivors who had managed to survive the apocalypse?

Lin Feng was very angry about this. If everyone was truly equal and everyone could work together to rebuild a new home, that would definitely be a good thing. Lin Feng lay at home and didn't want to care about anything.

The problem is that Fatty Dong is the reincarnation of Dong Zhuo, and he wants to treat everyone as a human mine!

The tragedy of Chang'an and Luoyang thousands of years ago is likely to happen again.

So Lin Feng decided to take action. If you don’t obey, he will beat you until you obey!

"Tuoba Qing, I told you that your signal tower can't be completely useless. Help me hack into Fatty Dong's network and see what this guy is trying to do."

Lin Feng touched Tuoba Qing's head. Sometimes people who have no fighting ability often make unexpected moves.

"Okay, I'll go take a look first."

As he spoke, Tuoba Qing took out his notebook and began typing quickly.

"Honey, have they upgraded their network? They're not using the old network, but the cosmic light wave communication network now?"

Tuoba Qing never expected it to turn out like this. Is this a new beginning?

"Cosmic web? Light wave signals? It seems Fatty Dong has not been idle in the past year. He has come up with some new things."

Lin Feng didn't feel anything was surprising. While the poor people were busy mutating, the rich people were also busy adding technological points.

"Yes, this transmission method is faster and more efficient. You only need to emit a beam of light to instantly transmit the desired information. But I just didn't think of using this method before. Even light will leave some trace particles when it passes through space. I am deciphering it and will be able to complete the upgrade soon."

Tuoba Qing really didn't expect this. After all, her brain couldn't think of such an efficient way of transmission.

About ten minutes later, Tuoba Qing upgraded the system and finally got the latest information.

"Hubby, things seem to be getting complicated."

Tuoba Qing handed the computer to Lin Feng, and Lin Feng also began to check it with a frown.

"Project End Brain?"

Lin Feng took a quick look at the content and felt horrified.

This is because the rise of superpowers has made the rich feel a sense of crisis.

In order to maintain their wealthy status for generations to come, they will digitize their consciousness and then implant it into the bodies of the people they want.

In this way, they can have the supernatural powers they want, the young body they want, and even eternal life in the stream of consciousness.

It is also possible to merge the abilities of the psychics together, allowing the new second-generation psychics who are completely obedient to control to replace the first-generation psychics with self-awareness.

After all, the current aliens are too powerful to be out of control, so the rich can remain rich forever.

There are also power dissolving agents that can make the power of a psychic ineffective just like anesthetics.

And the blocking net, this kind of net also has the effect of making supernatural powers ineffective.

"Oh my god, they have really wild imaginations. It's like some shitty authors writing spin-offs of an already completed novel, completely ignoring the combat power system and letting their imagination run wild!"

Lin Feng looked at the new settings speechlessly. Can this thing be played like this?

In other words, even if you are invincible now, if you are caught, you may die instantly on the spot?

play?

"Well, this is the situation. Do you have any good solution, husband?"

Tuoba Qing looked at the information in silence, she had never seen such a situation in the past few years.

"If you can't beat them, join them. Make a copy of the file and send it to Liang Qiuyu. Aren't they still researching the second-generation aliens? Let's just research the third generation. I think Liang Qiuyu's research on my daughter Lin Xue, a second-generation alien, was quite successful. Let's take this opportunity to improve as a whole."

As he spoke, Lin Feng packaged the latest information and sent it to Liang Qiuyu.

No matter how fast you research, I, Lin Feng, will always be one step ahead of you.

Tuo Baqing: "..."

Tuoba Qing was speechless. It turned out that Lin Feng, you, the old man, are more stable than anyone else...

You can play like this? Who can beat you?

Liang Qiuyu started to check the new information as soon as she received it. She then discovered that the latest research of the rich people was surprisingly similar to what she had found when she was pregnant with Lin Xue.

He glanced down at Lin Xue who was still watching cartoons. No wonder this little girl was different from others since she was born. After all this time, she is actually a second-generation alien?

"Okay, I have more information than them, and my research speed is definitely faster than theirs..."

Liang Qiuyu changed into work clothes after a long absence. There were thousands of blood samples and samples from various superpowers in the studio...

"After all, it's my imagination that's too narrow. I thought my time and space abilities were invincible, but I didn't expect there's always someone better than you."

Lin Feng also understood what was going on with Lin Xue. This guy should be the first second-generation superpower on Earth...

No wonder we still don't know what kind of superpowers she has after so long. After all this time, we found out that her configuration is completely different from that of the first generation of superpower users.

"Dad! Why are you looking at me so weirdly?"

Lin Xue came running over, holding Zhao Tong's hand.

"It's okay. Dad sees that you are gifted with extraordinary talents and will definitely be a good candidate for martial arts in the future."

Lin Feng rubbed Lin Xue's head. It turned out that some people are standing at the end of others' lifelong efforts when they are born.

Some people are born in Rome, while others are born as cattle and horses...

The fastest way to change your fate is to be born into a good family...

"Dad! Look at the sword!"

As she spoke, Lin Xue performed to Lin Feng her latest skill of learning Ten Thousand Swords in One Second!

“Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish!!!”

The small wooden sword in her hand allowed her to swing out countless sword shadows, and this scene shocked the sword so much that the chopsticks that were holding the snail noodles dropped...

I only taught my son once, and you fucking already learned it?

Originally, I wanted my son to marry you when he grows up, but you are playing such a trick. Don't turn my son into a girl with a sword!

You are really a tadpole that has grown so big that it has turned into a dragonfly and even taken off!

"My eldest son! Come home with mom! We should stay away from her from now on. We can't be with her anymore!"

Shenjian held Zhao Tong and turned away. The females of their sea flatworm clan can only give birth to one baby in their lifetime, but the males can make countless females pregnant and give birth to the next generation through fencing.

If Zhao Tong was accidentally poked by her and turned into a female, their sea flatworms would be completely extinct...

"I don't want to! I want to play with Xiaoxue! Why? Xiaoxue is so cute, why do you want to separate us? Wuuuuu..."

Zhao Tong cried very sadly. His swordsmanship could only stab 10 times per second, and he still wanted to learn from Xiaoxue!

"Be good, son. Mom is doing this for your own good. Otherwise, you two won't be siblings anymore. You'll probably just be best friends..."

She had no choice but to deal with the magic sword, because Zhao Tong was the last of their clan...

At least before he completes several thousand consecutive victories, he must not fail...

The consequences of failure are unimaginable...