Wan Yuli's 2d Travels

"The virus that makes the world's population less than one in ten, in your opinion, can bring about evolution?"

"Why not? Doctor, you are very knowledgeable, so you naturally know the meaning of 'Natural selection, survival of the fittest'... Besides, don't you think that 'The Cursed Son' is better than the previous ones in every way?" Do humans need to be advanced?"

Sumire Muroto couldn't help being dumbfounded.As a leader in the research of protoviruses, she naturally understands that what the girl said makes sense—compared with wild beasts, human bodies are undoubtedly weak, but in the long process of evolution, human beings have surpassed wild beasts. The brain, and the use of the weapon called "wisdom", can develop and grow from the savage body of the beast; but it is undeniable that an ordinary person with bare hands cannot beat a tiger with a sharp mouth anyway.But now, children who have both the "wisdom" of humans and the "power" of beasts have appeared in this world. It seems that God's will in the dark makes them the only pillars of human beings in the last days.

——Perhaps the current discrimination against "cursed children" not only comes from people's fear of gastroenterology, but also from jealousy towards these children.

When she realized this, Muroto Sumire felt even more that the girl in front of her was embarking on an extremely difficult path.

There are too many difficulties.Is this kind of thing that can almost be called a racial revolution really possible to succeed?

Seeing the girl's confident expression, Sumire Muroto couldn't help expressing the question in her heart:

"It's true that the 'Cursed Children' are very powerful. If they can grow up, they can indeed be called 'new humans'... But how do you solve the problem of erosion rate? You also said,' Eliminators' do not eliminate proenteroviruses."

"If the virus is really eliminated, wouldn't everyone be wiped out..."

Wan Yuli made a small joke, seeing Sumire Muroto being indifferent, he could only speak embarrassingly:

"'Eliminative' doesn't eliminate the original enterovirus, but you did experiment with it, doctor—it did reduce the erosion rate, didn't it?"

"Indeed it is."

"The gastrula virus can act on the genes of organisms. The so-called erosion rate is the process in which human genes are replaced by gastrula genes; and the role of the 'eliminator' is to make the gastrula genes that were originally dominantly expressed change. become recessive, so that the erosion rate of the 'cursed child' will decrease, and at the same time, it will not lose the power to protect itself."

"Could it be that the 'Cursed Son' can activate the recessive gastrulation gene by itself?"

Hearing the girl's explanation, Muroto Sumire stood up excitedly.

"Exactly. You must have heard such news—in order to save the child who was crushed under the car, the old man just relied on his old body to lift the car up. This is because the subjective consciousness has an effect on the hormones of the human body. The role of regulation; while the 'elimination agent' is equivalent to a similar manipulation program between the 'consciousness' and 'DNA', so that the 'cursed child' can break the shackles of genes with its own consciousness, guide unleash their strength."

"...to be able to do such a thing..."

"Well, just take it as a black technology from Zentraedi."

The two stared at each other wordlessly for a while,

Sumire Muroto asked a second question:

"Even if they can live to adulthood and don't have to worry about death, how can they successfully integrate into society? You should know that people are rejecting 'damned children' nowadays. As for the useful life of the 'weapon', I am afraid that the future will be a three-party melee between humans, the 'cursed son' and the gastroenterology."

"You think they are weapons?"

Wanyuri raised an eyebrow.

"Of course I think they are children—but fighting on the front line as weapons is probably an important reason why most people didn't kill the 'cursed children'."

Leaning her body on the back of the chair, Sumire Muroto smiled silently:

"Also, don't say anything stupid about killing ordinary people—even if you can really do this with your power, the 'cursed son' who only has women can only go to extinction in the future."

"Human cloning technology can be used... Maybe you will say that the current technology is immature, but in fact we can already do this."

Noticing Sumire Muroto's apparent disbelief, Mayuri shrugged helplessly:

"Well, for some reason, even if we can mass-produce human clones, we still have to keep this human society. Since one of the opposing parties cannot be completely eliminated, the only way is to bridge the conflict between the two parties."

"For example, your 'Eliminator' makes the 'Cursed Son' look like an ordinary person?"

"That's just sugar-coated sugar-coating - people's memories are so good at certain times, even if we really make the eyes of the 'damned children' no longer glow red, some people will say 'they used to be Monsters, god knows what will turn back' so let's continue their rampage."

"So, what are you going to do?"

Sumire Muroto rubbed her temples that were aching from the high speed of her brain.While Wan Yuri was speaking, she was also thinking about how to let humans and the "cursed son" coexist peacefully, but at present, unless all humans are brainwashed one day, this kind of inter-racial confrontation is really unavoidable.

"It's simple."

Wan Yuli's words are accompanied by strong confidence:

"Since the 'Cursed Son' can't integrate into human society anyway, let humans integrate into the 'Cursed Son'."

"What did you say?"

Sumire Muroto couldn't remember how many times this was the first time she asked questions out of composure in just half an hour.

"Before I answer your question, I want to make sure..."

The light coming in from the corridor made the girl's expression look a bit mysterious:

"Would you like to be one of us?"

The girl stretched out her hands to the doctor. In her left hand, she held a flintlock gun, while in her right hand, she held a tube of potion that exudes beautiful colors.

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At the same time, No.30 Second Ward in Tokyo City.

"You were too reckless just now. I thought you were giving up on yourself-"

Yeon Tae-young walked towards Yeonju and put his hands on her shoulders, Yeonju's face twisted suddenly.

"...Where did you get hurt?"

"One, it doesn't hurt at all! I just sprained my left foot slightly, and it will be fine in an hour."

Rentaro patted Enju's head fondly.

"Um... what to do!"

Seeing Enju jumping and complaining, Rentaro wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

The fact that Yeon Joo is a "cursed child" is known by the elementary school she attends.

In order to help the students, he used the power of the "cursed son", but was witnessed by the whole class, and even the students who were helped hid aside without saying a word...

This fact must have dealt a heavy blow to Yeon Joo.

In the end, after hastily dropping out of school, before Rentaro could catch his breath, Kisara used his connections to get a helicopter and sent it to the target gastroenterology creature.

Rentaro tilted his head, and approached the gastrula's corpse with reluctance.The gastrula that shrank its feet after falling to the ground looked surprisingly small.

The hard-shelled suitcase mentioned by the commission was, as the information indicated, entangled in the gastrula and wrapped around the upper half of the body.In the previous pictures, it is difficult to judge the size because there is no scale, but now it seems to be just enough for a person to hug.

The sound of rain seemed particularly gloomy to Rentaro's ears.

Rentaro stepped on the corpse of the Gastrea, barely pulled out the box, and then took a few steps back.He had a creepy feeling.It doesn't matter what is in the box, he just wants to hand over this thing as soon as possible to end the mission.

Turn your neck and look around, there is no breath of other people.It was almost time for the rest of the police to arrive.The fibers of the clothes rubbed against his body, making him feel stinging and painful.

"Hee hee, thank you for your hard work, see my classmate here."

"what!"

The moment Rentaro turned his head, gunshots rang out.

"Well……"

The pain under the left rib was like being hit by a blunt instrument, which made the boy stagger and fall into the sticky muddy water.

The white mask is close at hand.

"Rantaro!"

Yeonju screamed, but her kick was stopped by a katana coming from the side.

Yeonju reflexively rolled to the side, and the vegetation behind her was chopped into three sections in an instant, and then she rolled back with a loud noise.Hina Ko appeared, holding two katanas, and she posed like a night owl with spread wings.

Rentaro, who was coughing violently, tried his best to stand up, glaring at the man with a dark aura all over his body and laughing with his hands on his mask.

"Zhizi... Yingyin!"

"Your president looks cute, but what he does is really disrespectful. He has the cheek to ask around who my sponsors are. So they ordered me to clean up you as soon as possible."

Rentaro felt a chill, and took the hard-shell suitcase behind his back and slowly backed away.Yingyin scoffed at his actions:

"Do you want to wait for other policemen to come to support? I advise you to give up that idea. I came here while cleaning up the nearby debris."

Only now did Rentaro see clearly that Yingyin's wine-red tuxedo was covered in other people's blood, and he couldn't help but feel scared.

He pulled out his XD pistol and fired, but Yingyin also saw through his actions.

"Useless. Hypothetical device!"

At the same time as Yingyin yelled, the bullet seemed to hit an invisible wall, changing its trajectory and flying in other directions.

The sound of rain returned to Rentaro's ears again.Yingyin spread his arms leisurely as if boasting that he was unharmed.It's not over yet.Rentaro threw the suitcase away to engage in hand-to-hand combat, stepping on the ground to accumulate strength in his dantian.

"Tendo-style combat technique type one No. [-]—'Firework Fan'!"

This move is a straight punch with all the strength in his body.But before the fist touched Yingyin, it collided violently with the tenacious light blue protective shield, losing its aim and hitting the air.

Gunshots rang out again, and this time Kageyin stretched out his bayonet and stabbed Rentaro in the shoulder, firing three times at close range.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

The severe pain forced Rentaro to press his shoulders, and he staggered for a while.His back hit something.It turned out to be rocks.There seemed to be no escape.

Yingyin slowly raised his arms deliberately, facing Rentaro:

"Let you see my moves. 'The strongest pain'!"

The sudden horizontal impact hit his whole body, throwing Rentaro to the rock at an alarming speed, and blood spurted from his head.His body was embedded in the rock, his muscles were crushed, and his bones made a terrible sound of being about to shatter.It feels like being put into an oil press all over your body.

Rentaro finally understood while screaming.When I first encountered Yingyin, the police team who rushed into the apartment first was thrown against the wall and crushed to death.Yingyin used this trick to kill the policeman.

The sudden violent pressure disappeared, and Rentaro fell to his knees, spitting out blood.

"Oh, he's still alive..."

As if admiring, Yingyin sighed.

——This level can’t beat me!

If it was the male protagonist in the novel, he would definitely say such a handsome line, and then kill the opponent back.

But this is reality, not fiction.

Don't just open your mouth to speak, Rentaro has already done his best just by focusing his eyes on the white mask.

"Run away, Yeonju!"

While shouting loudly, the young man squeezed out the last strength from his body, and rushed towards Yingyin.

At least buy time for Yeonju, even if it can't bring reinforcements, at least go back alive...

"Courage is commendable, but—GOODNIGHT."

Beretta's automatic shooting involuntarily opened small black holes in Rentaro's chest, abdomen, and legs.