Immorton

After teething, I began to wonder, "I was going to look for him, could it be that he didn't look for me before I did?"

Chu Xuan glanced at him lightly from behind, said "Congratulations" to Imerton, then turned and walked towards his room.

Zheng Zha was confused: "There is no congratulations for being injured..."

"The Lord God repaired his genes just now." Xiao Honglu explained on the side, "It should be another breakthrough."

"Well, because of the stimulation of that sword, I may be almost at the fourth level." Imerton smiled wearily, "I'll take a rest first, and I'll talk about it in detail after dinner. Zhan Lan, you will be there, right?"

"Of course." Zhan Lan was also a little puzzled, "I'm not often absent."

"Just to confirm." Imerton shuffled towards his room, "See you then."

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"...That's about it, what do you think?" At the dining table, everyone was still joking, but Imerton was discussing with Zheng Zha, Chu Xuan, Xiao Honglu and others through Zhan Lan's soul link.

"...This is a changing situation." Chu Xuan's voice was still indifferent in his mind, "That piece of information itself doesn't have much meaning. Second, the demon team knew which reincarnation world Imerton went to, that is to say, they were able to monitor the actions of other teams across time and space; third, they let us know this."

"Well, I think so too." Xiao Honglu broke the worm's legs silently and earnestly, "Why would they rather let us know... We used the Devil team as the only enemy before, did we negligently?"

"But, even if other teams have such skills, what can they do?" Zheng Zha laughed, watching Cheng Xiao being chased into the sky by Zhao Yingkong's Moonblade.

"They can do a lot." Chu Xuan replied, "But since the Devils feel the need to let us know, then maybe, if we fight the Devils with all their strength, they will have a chance to win."

"Also," Imerton smiled and poured wine for the newly arrived elves, "when did they acquire these technologies or abilities; besides, why didn't they just go to Zheng Zha. The interesting thing is that the two places Zheng Zha visited before There are two worlds, one has a powerhouse beyond level five——Q, and the other has the equipment left by the powerhouse of level five—the fire net that surrounds the entire planet.”

"Yes, maybe they can't..." Chu Xuan took a bite of the bright red apple expressionlessly, "Xiao Honglu, we will definitely act in groups at that time, and my arrangement is: once the basic situation is clear, everyone above the fourth level, except Zhan Lan outside……"

"Has Zhan Lan reached the fourth level?" Zheng Zha interrupted in surprise.

Zhan Lan smiled and said nothing.Chu Xuan took another bite of the apple: "...the other six people form a group - including Imerton and you - with the Devil team as the only target; the others, including Zhan Lan, form a group, Xiao Honglu, under your command , to deal with various reincarnation teams and emergencies—pay attention to Adam of the Celestial Team. Now, let’s do an experiment: Emerton, you and Cheng Xiao will go to the World of the Ring tomorrow morning and take Glorfindel over. By the way, let’s study the fire of Prometheus again... The results of the experiment were told to me by Zhan Lan; Xiao Honglu, tomorrow afternoon your group, including the two elves, will go to the world of Star Trek to practice cooperation, and I will go too; Zheng Zha, 'Wang to Wang ', from now on, the only thing you need to consider is how strong your clone is."

"Imorton, how strong is he?" Zheng Zha's will was stable and solid.

"...that sword, he didn't intend to kill me, he just left a mark," Imerton recalled the emptiness of the darkness that engulfed everything, and his heart trembled, "but my resistance did not affect the black flame weapon at all. The coming of the sword. Zheng Zha, you can do this, but I don’t know if you can do it with a piece of information.”

"...Understood. Don't worry, there is still time. Friends, we can definitely live together."

Forty one, beginning

"The world as we know it is dead."

The dim moonlight shone into the basement of the church through the long and narrow skylight. The middle-aged man leaned against the wall, staring at the light in the dark, with a weak voice.

"The world as we know it is dead," he repeated slowly. "We have escaped zombies time and time again, but this virus obviously travels faster than us. Before we reach Mexico, the entire civilization will fall, In the near future, human beings may become an endangered species. At that time, all life on the planet will be polluted. Until a certain time in the future, when the genes are balanced on another level, dominant species will appear and civilization will develop again. But humans, it's probably hard to see that day."

"I heard that you plan to continue going south to avoid the tide of zombies." Imerton said, scanning the surroundings absently.In other corners, the Central Continent players who hadn't rested were whispering and discussing the current situation.

"They still have hope, and I don't want to be the one who breaks it." The middle-aged man listened, and the faint but repeated snoring came from the next door, and the refugees who were resting here were already asleep, "Anyway, find something to compare It's much better to wait for death in despair." He smiled self-deprecatingly, pointing to his legs, "Besides, I can't walk anymore."

On his right leg, two wooden planks were tightly bound.

"Small fractures, injuries that require rest, and community hospitals can handle trauma, but now..." He smiled, "Of course, the final result is actually the same. I'm even a little grateful that this is finally coming to an end."

"So you just stay overnight? Because there is no way to go tomorrow anyway?" Imerton turned his attention back and looked at him with a little shock. "I don't think they seem like people who are willing to abandon their partners."

"They won't. But I don't intend to leave anymore, there's no need." The middle-aged man turned his head to look at Imerton, "Please forgive my curiosity, but since I won't live long—that is, it is impossible to interfere For any of your actions, can you tell me, who are you? Where are you from? Why are you going to Lacorne City?"

"Uh……"

"Understood, I'm very sorry. I have never been able to control my curiosity." The middle-aged man looked away, "You know, as a scientist, when I attend various conferences, I have heard some rumors about how capital Pushing applied science workers into uncharted dangerous territory and eventually losing control of projects and stuff like that. Well, I would say that there have been a couple of reported occasions where strangers have popped up to either help or stop them from doing their research, Then suddenly disappeared. I heard that they had the gene of such a person in their hands. Someone told me that he felt that it did not belong to our world; also, after the virus was confirmed to be leaked, the nuclear bomb launched to Lacorne City was cancelled, which also coincided with Such a group of people are related."

"It was the umbrella companies that started these experiments and wouldn't stop after a couple of leaks," Imerton said cautiously.

"Of course. It is those people's unrestricted grabbing of power and strength that ultimately lead to destruction," the middle-aged man immediately agreed, "There is no doubt about this." He was silent for a moment, then smiled, "These questions are meaningless, modern civilization has already Inevitably dying, the Earth will still be teeming with life. Whatever you plan to do will make no difference. Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you."

Emerton didn't answer.After a long time, his partners all fell asleep, and the middle-aged man who was on night watch with him was still engrossed in watching the moonlight move a little bit.He stretched out his hand and aimed at the injured leg of the middle-aged man, the faint golden light in his palm flickered away, and at the same time his lips moved, and he said almost silently: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The middle-aged man looked back, looked at his legs in surprise, then looked up at Imerton, but finally said nothing, just moved to the corner of the wall, leaning more comfortably, and soon fell asleep.

The next day, the asylum-seeking Americans set off early, but the middle-aged man did not leave with them.As soon as they walked out of the town, the middle-aged man lowered his head and removed the wooden plank, smashed his leg lightly, glanced sharply at Imerton, and then walked directly to Zheng Zha: "Who are you guys? Where are you from? ? Why do you want to go to Lacorne City?"

"Uh……"

"Oh, my God," the middle-aged man spread his hands gloomily, "this is just a small question. I can neither stop you nor tell anyone. I even deliberately waited until everyone left to ask. You can't answer well A little more specific than 'uh'?"

Next to him, Chu Xuan was a little impatient, and said indifferently: "First, you asked three questions, not one; second, you waited until the other people left to speak, it was for their personal safety, not for our privacy ;Third, your knowledge of the virus event is beyond ordinary, I am not sure you 'can neither stop you nor tell anyone', please prove this first." He nodded to Imerton, "Last night I left You are closer and heard some."

"Holy cow! What can I do?" The middle-aged man became even more depressed, "I just want to know why my world has such an experience. If I am going to die, I hope to know the truth before I die!"

"The truth lies with Umbrella Company, you shouldn't ask us." Chu Xuan was expressionless.

"You expect me to believe that you have nothing to do with those incidents?" The middle-aged man twitched his lips sarcastically, "Then why did I see his face in the secret report?" Recognized him. Also, where did he get the medical treatment beyond modern technology?" His fingertips moved to Emerton, who coughed in embarrassment.

"You are wasting our time." Chu Xuan said lightly