The evolution of this ant is unscientific

Chapter 141 The End of Humanity ([-])
The pothole sweeping battle soon began.

According to the agreement, Half Ear took the iron shield and the black widow to guard an entrance pass. This is not far from the stop of the vehicle. There is no danger. The slaves controlled by the legion wizards come and go.

"It looks like we're going to have another half day of leisure."

Not as a direct line of troops, and there is a slight conflict in ability, so it is a matter of course to be placed on the second line.

"Don't say such things, be careful."

Iron Shield knocked on the team members below him, and cast a reassuring look at Half Ear, who was watching vigilantly from a distance.

"Are you sure you're not angry?"

Black Widow approached quietly after Iron Shield and Half Ear exchanged glances, and asked Half Ear for his opinion.

"If you ask me again, I will be angry."

Half of the ears were vigilant, and did not notice what the black widow meant.

"Well, do you know why you are arranged here instead of the other side?"

The Black Widow received a half-eared response, as if she had been reminded of some kind of memory. After a moment of ecstasy, she lightly pointed at the other two teams of supernatural beings not far away.

"you know?"

No matter how stupid the half ear is, it can still hear some kind of unspeakable hidden in the black widow's words.

"Because, poof."

A sharp knife was pierced into Ban Er's chest, and a strange smile bloomed. In Ban Er's surprised eyes, a sharp knife was also pierced into Iron Shield's chest.

"You have been abandoned."

The black widow said coldly, then pulled out her sharp knife, jumped away, and dodged into the pothole.

"why?"

He fell to the ground in bewilderment.

"."

No one responded to the half-heard words, only a burst of darkness slowly covered it.
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"Betrayed?"

Mminya opened her big mouth in surprise, this... this is wrong, how could it be, how could it be a traitor?
"Yes, I heard that it was the young master of Purple Heart Palace who promised the advancement of supernatural powers."

A wizard who reported said with an ugly face.

"Why Ken, we can also help them advance, they have no reason"

"Wait, don't their advances have a failure rate?"

"Uh, I heard it was."

"Damn, how is it possible!"

"It must be a hoax."

Mminya was even more surprised, how could there be no failure rate in the process of advancement.

Level-[-] abilities, level-[-] abilities, level-[-] abilities, stunt abilities, from DCB to A, there is a probability of failure.

Once it fails, it becomes a mystery, which is the actual record over the years.

Those monks from Purple Heart Palace, why?
"I heard that it was performed by a soul lamp."

"If a person with supernatural powers participates in the Soul Lamp Festival, there is a certain chance to directly awaken to the next level. There is no penalty for failure, and you can try it once a year."

The sorcerer's expression on the report was extremely bad, and he was also incredulous about the news of such a big funeral.

"Soul Lamp Festival?"

"Damn it, contact Master Hariya for me."
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Bright lights illuminated, this is a laboratory.

The operation carried out in the laboratory is rescue and synthesis.

The disabled soldier who had been mechanized woke up again.

"I am?"

A broken ear, a broken heart, have all been mended.

"You are at the I-2-95332 Liberated Area Mechanical Therapy Center. Because your body damage is too serious, we adopted a mechanical transformation method to extend your life."

"If you are dissatisfied with your current state, you can use your military merits in exchange for a clone transplant, but we can't guarantee that you will still be you after the transplant."

The white coat in the laboratory spoke ruthlessly, and then left without caring whether he understood or not.

"how do you feel?"

A shadow that suddenly appeared slowly walked out of a wizard, it was Mminia, the wizard who once gave Half Ear a tube of alienation potion.

"Alive."

Half-ear touched his recovered ear, and the semi-mechanical heart on his chest, feeling a little dazed.

"You are the third person with supernatural abilities that I have alienated. This rescue is my kindness, but I ask you to repay me."

"That is to tell me what happened to your company."

Mminya asked gently, hoping that the awakened half-ear would know something.

"I don't know what the hell happened."

"The attack came suddenly."

After deliberating for a while, he realized that he had nothing to tell Mminya.

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Well, you take a break and report back to the Legion of Supernatural Beings in three days."

Mminiya was a little disappointed, but she didn't bother anymore.

He originally saved half of his ears and also had a faint mentality of an old acquaintance saving him, but now this kind of mentality is gone, so that's all.

"Thank you."

Mminya disappeared quickly, and the half-eared thank you only had time to tell the air.

three days later.

Ban Er returned to the Legion of Supernatural Beings, and was immediately incorporated into a company as the deputy company commander.

Because they are paratroopers and have no direct descendants, Ban Er was basically alone after he started fighting.

This situation continued until half a year after he was injured again and applied for retirement with military merit.

Four years later, Ban Er was finally separated from the Radiation Pit and Wannian Cave, and became a full-fledged citizen of the Survivor Planning Bureau, and a military citizen with some privileges.

J.S. 68921 Colony.

Half Ears came back here after retiring.

In the past, the settlement looked like a refugee camp set up next to the radiation crater, but now it has become a small town.

Although it is also dilapidated, it is more popular.

There are shops, businessmen, and some local residents live happily.

There are also traces of schools and high-rise buildings, and the environment is much better than it was four years ago.

but
"Come on, come on, the new stock has arrived."

"Clear price, three Blue Star Alliance coins per head."

The little bosses who took the 'slaves' from the guards were selling the spoils again, and the selling price had been upgraded from cigarettes to Blue Star Union coins.

This Blue Star Union currency is obviously a newly issued Blue Star currency.

Purchasing power does not seem to be high, after all, cigarettes used to be common goods in Blue Star, three packs of cigarettes were exchanged for more than 1000 slaves, but three Blue Star Coins could only buy one.
"How do you describe them with heads?"

Ban Er slowly approached these little bosses, and asked a question pretending not to know.

"Who are you? Oh, you're a military lord. Hey, these refugees are just like water plants. Once you cut a pinch, another pinch will come."

"Don't talk about using the head, even if you use the head, it's fine."

"They're like livestock, they're everywhere."

"Master, look, there are a bunch of them gathered over there again, don't they look like wild dogs that can be seen everywhere in the wild?"

"Just give me a bone and you can wag your tail."

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Jun, do you want to buy it? You should have quite a lot of savings, right?"

The boss who received the goods and resold them knew him by half ear. He was Lao Se who bought half ear four years ago.

A slave trader who specializes in reselling 'slaves' from guards. He used to buy and sell cigarettes, but now he is using Blue Star Alliance coins.

"Well, I want all of these."

Half-ear hummed.

"Ah, hahahaha, that's really great. You guys go around and watch it in the next wave. I advise you to sell it to Jun Ye."

Lao Se heard the half-heard words, laughed happily and drove away the heads of other organizations, and when he turned around, he waited with an ugly face.

(End of this chapter)