After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain

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Lu Yan is already used to the neat interface displayed in front of him after entering the mental space.

Other people's minds, to him, are like homework waiting to be graded.

But he didn't expect? This time, he would fall directly into the rough sea.

In the middle of the night, there were layers of waves in the sea, Lu Yan was holding a piece of ice floe, and was beaten to pieces by the sea, he was very embarrassed.

Lu Yan asked the system: "This is?"

[07 Present mental space. ]

[His own value is also much higher than yours. In other words? You can't control his brain like you control a Poseidon cultist. ]

[07 Today's brain is very chaotic, many memories are pressed under the sea surface, covered in dust like ice cubes. ]

Another huge wave hit? Lu Yan was pushed into the bottom of the sea by the water.

Under the sea surface, there are huge ice caps floating one after another.

07 closed his eyes, sealed in a transparent ice cube, and his face was abnormally pale.

Lu Yan's surroundings are full of this kind of ice, and countless 07 are floating in the sea water.

The system said in a deep voice: [Wake him up. ]

Lu Yan's hand reached for the short knife at his waist, and he inserted the blade hard into the ice in front of him.

In the glacier, the sleeping Zong Yan opened his red eyes.

Lu Yan's eyes went dark, and then he saw an unfamiliar ceiling above his head.

He quickly discovered the abnormality and couldn't move himself.

Or? In other words?, there is no way to control this body.

"He" sat up?, took a bottle of water from the bedside, and poured it into his mouth.

Lu Yan saw the face of this body in the mirror.

It's Zong Yan.

This feeling is amazing, like watching a movie from the first perspective.

Zong Yan put down the water glass and tentatively snapped his fingers.

A little red flame lit up at his fingertips.

Lu Yan heard 07 muttering to himself, "Why don't you participate in a world magic tour?"

[Do you still remember the time when you returned to Tang Xun'an's dream? It happens to be the third day after the "Apocalypse Incident". ]

The first research institute is being rebuilt. However, most of the damage was in the first few floors of the basement. Zong Yan’s group of volunteers lived on the 9th and 10th floors, so the impact was not significant.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, Zong Yan arrived at the cafeteria of the institute. There were not many people who came to have breakfast, Lu Yan saw Gu Zheng in the hall at a glance.

The canteen is free, and the meal system is a bit like morning tea. Zong Yan took seven or eight baskets of vegetables in one gulp.

He sat down opposite Gu Zheng and asked, "What about the others?"

Gu Zheng replied: "Yanbei asked for leave to participate in the art exhibition, and Yuanchen followed Professor Qiao to look at the experimental data. Zhan Yihan and the others played games together until three o'clock in the morning. Can't get up?"

Zong Yan hesitated for a moment: "Speaking of it? Come on, the black dragon you saw a few days ago is the one living on the 10th floor?"

Gu Zheng: "Well, it's Tang Xun'an."

Zong Yan: "Okay? I don't think I've seen him much."

"He has undergone too many pollutant transplant operations, and his condition is not stable. Moreover, the degree of disease was too high before, and the rejection reaction was more obvious. Now he is locked up, and I don't know if he can recover. "

"Okay? Poor." Zong Yan sighed, "If the disease degree exceeds 100, what will be done?"

Gu Zheng replied without hesitation: "Euthanasia."

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere was a little stagnant.

"It's too cruel." Zong Yan couldn't bear it in his heart, "He is too sick, and he is also trying to save people?"

"Zong Yan." Gu Zheng put down the bowl with a serious expression, "Compared to ordinary people, we have all faced pollutants directly. It should be clearer that pollutants and humans are two species. After becoming a pollutant, no matter what kind of person he was before, he is our enemy."

"Pollutants have power far beyond that of ordinary people, and they have a heartfelt desire for humans. In other words, they are all potential murderers. They are pathological and irreversible."

"It sounds cruel, but it is an unavoidable choice to protect most people. What's more, after becoming a pollutant, even if you retain a certain amount of sanity, your thinking will change. They and human society The only remaining connection is the memory, but how long can the warmth in the memory last? From the moment it becomes a pollutant, the part of the human being that the pollutant belongs to has died."

"Even if my disease level exceeds 100, I hope you will treat me as an enemy?, not? Not an old friend?."

Gu Zheng said a lot in one breath.

Lu Yan said silently, "So? 01 thought so at the beginning."

[If evolution is treated as a war, useless qualities that are not conducive to survival will be eliminated. Obviously, when Gu Zheng became 01, he voluntarily gave up empathy and other things. ]

Zong Yan had a heart attack and couldn't eat: "Understood. If my disease degree is faster than 100, I will definitely jump into the sea."

He finished his meal and started training.

His talent is karma. According to his talent, the researcher has formulated a long-term training plan to help him better control his talent.

The flames grew bigger and smaller in his palm. Some of the sparks jumped "on the carpet" but didn't burn, and were quickly sucked back like a magnet.

He trains continuously for 2 hours every day, too long will not work, he will be sick

The variation will increase, which is not safe.

At half past ten in the morning, Zong Yan completed the training with the assistance of the researcher, and the rest of the day was his free time.

Zong Yan originally wanted to go to the surface for a stroll, but turned around and walked towards Qiao Yu's office.

He pushed the door open and entered, coy for a moment, then said: "Professor Qiao, I want to see Tang Xun'an. Is this okay?"

Qiao Yu was a little surprised: "He doesn't like meeting people very much, but I can help you ask."

With that said, Qiao Yu picked up the phone.

After a short music ring, the phone was connected.

Qiao Yuwen said softly, "Tang Xun'an."

On the phone, came the boy's response: "Professor Qiao."

"Someone? I want to see you, a volunteer from the 9th floor?"

"...Sorry." Tang Xun shrank in the closet, picked the black scales that fell off the side of his face with his hands, "I don't want to see you."

Will scare? Others?

Zong Yan did not insist. Standing in his perspective, Lu Yan passed the day like watching flowers on horseback.

Open your eyes again, the calendar hanging on the wall shows that the time is coming to a month later.

Zong Yan got up for morning exercises, on an empty stomach, and went to the medical room to draw blood.

The researcher pulled the needle from his arm, and suddenly said, "Zong Yan, the volunteers who live on the 10th floor underground? You're leaving the research institute today, do you want to go and have a look?"

Zong Yan was taken aback: "Is it so early?"

"Yeah." The researcher said, "He is different from you. He entered the research institute to do the fusion surgery of pollutants. This kind of surgery has a high mortality rate, and it was only done on animals before. In general? , It should be considered a success. The volunteers in Room 10? Originally? There was only one talent, but now there are three."

"If nothing else happens, he will join the newly established Special Operations Department. In recent months, the number of pollution disease cases around the world has increased significantly. Ordinary weapons have begun to be ineffective against pollutants, and only the Apocalypse will be sent ? Try it."

"If Tang Xun'an succeeds, it proves that there is no problem with our experimental direction..."

"You are the executors of the Tinder Project?, and also, the hope of the future?"

The researcher murmured.

Zong Yan clenched his fist quietly: "I understand."

When he woke up again, Lu Yan subconsciously scanned the calendar time on the wall. The wall has changed from the original light brown color to cool white with metallic texture.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but the surrounding lights have also become much darker.

[This is 31 years later. Three years ago, Professor Qiao was old and frail, and died in the hospital... After a series of power struggles, the current director is Gong Weibin. Professor Qiao's former staff left and established the third scientific research institute. ]

[The Third Research Institute applied to take away the subject, but was rejected. This year is the first year of God-making Project. ]

Zong Yan got up early, was taken into the office, and had a meeting.

"This is your new researcher, named Ren Xuan." Gong Weibin said with a gentle expression, "Professor Shi is too old to afford your body research anymore. Don't worry, although Ren Xuan is young, he is my researcher." top student."

Lu Yan frowned: "I've seen him before."

When he was in P City, he was going to Luochuan Botanical Garden, and he met Ren Xuan once.

At that time, Ren Xuan had been Zong Yan's researcher for many years.

Later, Ren Xuan jumped from a tall building in P City. Zong Yan's researcher was replaced by Wei Chengwu. Because he couldn't bear the innate delirium, he also committed suicide by jumping off the building.

Ren Xuan's expression was slightly shy, but also a little excited: "Hello, Mr. Zong Yan. I heard about you a long time ago. I also worked as an assistant to Professor Shi before. Don't worry, I will make a plan that suits you best. transformation plan."

Zong Yan was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand: "Hello?"

All changes are subtle. And not overnight.

In the beginning, it was just that the training time increased; later, because some of the volunteers had obvious distortion characteristics, the time spent going out was reduced.

Later, the first incident of unconscious wounding by an Apocalypse occurred, and 6 researchers died as a result. So volunteers? Free activities were restricted.

Ren Xuan's transformation plan was relatively mild, so gradually, he couldn't keep up with the progress of other people.

Zong Yan woke up from a "short coma". He had a rib replaced before, and it hurt a little. Through a wall, he heard Gong Weibin's stern reprimand.

——"Do you know how dangerous the situation outside is now?! Every day, more than 100,000 people die because of pollutants!

——"In the other experimental groups, the spiritual power threshold of the experimental subjects has reached 5,000! Your group is only 3,500! If this continues, when will the god-making plan be successful?!"

——"No. 7 is a very precious experimental subject! You can't let it go to waste! If you can't do it, pack up and get out!"

Ren Xuan nervously argued: "No, teacher! With your plan, Zong Yan's body will not be able to bear it."

"They are not human beings," Gong Weibin slammed the experimental record on Ren Xuan's face, "Don't look at it by human standards! It's the same sentence, if you can't do it, get out."

"You are good? Do it for yourself."

After speaking, Gong Weibin left angrily.

Ren Xuan squatted on the ground, silently picked up the experiment record, his eyes were red.

Zong Yan covered his school uniform

, pushed open the door, and silently helped him pick up the experiment report?

Electronic handcuffs that monitor data have already been put on his wrists.

"It's okay." Zong Yan said suddenly, "I'm fine."

Just this sentence, Ren Xuan covered his face, squatted in the corner and cried loudly: "What to do, Zong Yan, I can't help it. If I can't be your researcher, who can protect you... who will listen? say something……"

The staff who left the scientific research institute, because of the confidentiality agreement, will use special means to erase their memory.

Zong Yan watched Ren Xuan go from youth to adulthood. At the age of thirty-five or sixteen, this should be the most vigorous time for a man. Not getting old yet, and not being as sterile as being in your twenties. However, Ren Xuan grew gray hair early.

"...It's okay. Can I meet Gu Zheng?"

Ren Xuan choked up and said, "Gu Zheng is in charge of the teacher. I haven't seen him for a long time."

So, Zong Yan stopped talking.

The next time he undergoes remodeling surgery, there will be many strangers around his operating table?

These people? Wearing protective clothing, with silent expressions, reading data one by one.

"The degree of body flame is too low."

"The threshold of spiritual power needs to be strengthened."

"Exchange the blood, replace the whole body blood of 07. Use the blood of the pollutant Jinwu."

Ren Xuan grabbed the wrists of these scientific researchers, and his tone was full of pleading: "Is it okay to divide it into two transformations?"

"Ren Xuan." The man's tone was full of irritability, "This is the last chance the teacher gave you. I am also in charge of No. 3 myself, so I don't have so much time to help you implement the plan. Do you understand?"

Ren Xuan turned to look at Zong Yan. The other party's eyes were calm, like a pool of stagnant water.

He understands, is this what Zong Yan is saying? It doesn't matter. Although he was imprisoned on the operating table?, unable to even turn his neck?

Ren Xuan took the knife handed to him by his senior brother.

During the whole process, Zong Yan was awake.

Lu Yan sees the world from his perspective, but unfortunately, he can't share the pain for Zong Yan.

He can only watch.

Lu Yan said: "I've been thinking for a long time, when have I seen such a scene. Forensic autopsy."

In Zong Yan's spiritual space, time leaps forward.

The huge ice coffins were smashed by Lu Yan with a knife, and each time, a piece of memory belonging to 07 could be dropped.

Another ten years passed.

Zong Yan's face is still young, but the researcher in charge of him is already old.

Ren Xuan knocked on the door, and after confirming that there was no one else and no surveillance, he asked, "07, do you still want to go out?"

Zong Yan looked at him, and there was a little more light in his red eyes: "...Think."

Ren Xuan sat down beside him: "But some surgery is needed, I will cut off part of your brain lobe. You will lose the talent of karma. In order not to let you die, I will cut off another lobe of your brain. The talent is transplanted to you."

"After going out this time, don't come back again? Do you understand?" Ren Xuan whispered, "I will take you out to Luochuan Botanical Garden. Besides me, there are also the security of the research institute. They were implanted by the teacher Dog genes... I don’t know who else I can trust. You too, don’t trust anyone.”

Zong Yan raised his head and stared at him blankly.

Due to the sequelae of several operations, his IQ has deteriorated somewhat.

He nodded: "OK?"

Then, it was something Lu Yan knew.

Luochuan Botanical Garden, the lost talent, the dead banyan tree.

Zong Yan escaped without trusting anyone?

But he was out of touch with society for too long, and was finally found. He was imprisoned again in the Pollution Disease Prevention and Control Center of X City.

He still remembered Ren Xuan's words, don't trust anyone?.

Anyone could be Gong Weibin's dog.

Disobedient experimental subjects will be eliminated. It doesn't even need a difficult reason: the fusion operation failed, the lesion degree exceeded 100, and he died by euthanasia.

It was also the first time for Lu Yan to see himself from someone else's perspective.

His expression was very surprised: "So? Am I treating patients with such a gentle expression?"

The system snorted coldly: [Yes. You heart arsonist. ]

He would accompany 07 to watch TV, whisper the outside news to him, and 07 would even lean on his lap to sleep.

[07 On you? I saw a lot of gentle things. That was the love he hadn't felt for a long time, from human beings, even if this kind of love was just a kind of affection from top to bottom. ]

Ren Xuan told him? Don't believe anyone, but in the end, Zong Yan still grabbed his wrist.

"Doctor, help me."

He did not let 07 down.

...

...

After that, Lu Yan still saw the Prophet, Shen Qingyang and 01 in Zong Yan's memory.

The ice on the bottom of the sea broke one by one, and Lu Yan passed through layers of seawater, reaching the bottom of this sea area.

The sea water here is no longer surging, it's just bone-chillingly cold, like ice.

On the bottom of the sea, a red bird is lying on the coral.

At that time, I was joking with Gu Zheng in the cafeteria. Zong Yan said that when his disease degree exceeded 100, he would definitely commit suicide by jumping into the sea.

So Zong Yan really jumped into the bottom of the sea, unwilling to wake up?

[This is the body of 07. You can wake him up now. ]

Lu Yan was a little puzzled: "I'm good? It seems like I haven't done anything yet..."

[You don't need to do anything, this is something Zong Yan has forgotten. You walk with him again and unseal the memory. There's a saying that goes, "If you knew me before, you'd forgive me now"*. ]

Lu Yan stepped forward slowly. The sea pressure in the deep sea was too realistic, which made his internal organs feel very uncomfortable.

His hand touched? This cold little bird. Suddenly, a blazing flame rose from the little bird's body.

The flames interweave into a human figure.

Zong Yan was lying on the ground, his slightly long hair spread out in the sea water, and his red eyes stared straight at him: "You have seen it all."

"Um."

"Will you forgive me, Dr. Lu."

Lu Yan thought for a moment, and stroked his hair as if he was still in the prevention and control center of City X: "You have?

So, Zong Yan closed his eyes, smiled and replied: "Okay."

The author has something to say: *The original sentence comes from Zhang Ailing's "Love in a Fallen City".

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It could have been updated before 12 o'clock, but after thinking about it, I finished this paragraph _(:3」∠)_

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