latent body

Chapter 1 Beginning

The sky was dim, and the deep black blocked all sights that tried to penetrate it.

Ling Zihan looked down at the electronic watch on his left wrist, which showed that the current time was 39:[-] pm.

For as long as he can remember, almost everything around him has been plunged into darkness.

Of course, there is still light, and it is divided into different colors.

The deep, dark blue shimmer lighted up faintly, intermittently.

That's the effect of burning phosphorus from the remains of different species in contact with air.

The dark green light looks very strange, it means dirty and rancid sewage, extremely viscous, mixed with a large number of compounds.While illuminating the surroundings, this special light source also emits residual radiation and is highly toxic.

Red light is far more dangerous than blue and green light.

Those might be the eyes of giant mutated rats, they swarmed in groups, gnawed at the carrion carcasses of animals left behind at unknown times with their incomparably hard teeth.The reinforced concrete ruins have become their frequent lairs because mutations have caused their fangs to grow wildly, shortening them every day on the rust-stained scrap metal.

And possibly mosquitoes.They are about the size of an old-time Alaskan terrier.Living in the dark underground for a long time makes them lose the ability to fly.Most of the former wings have become horny, and after unfolding, they can only glide for short distances.The double-speed evolved eyes have become extremely sharp, and the dynamic capture efficiency is extremely high, never letting go of any prey.

The twilight reveals skeletons of skyscrapers, broken light poles, and the wreckage of distorted cars scattered here and there.

Liao Qiu was lying on the dry and cold asphalt ground next to Ling Zihan, looking at the dangerous red lights looming in the distance in the distance, drooling greedily.

"Ah Han, I'll bet you a silver dollar. It must be a sawtooth rat or a steel rat, and it should not be a hyena. If we wait a while and get one or two depending on the situation, dinner will be settled."

As he spoke, he swallowed hard, making a greedy "gurgling" sound.

Ling Zihan ignored Liao Qiu, he kept his head up, his eyes fixed on the dark sky.

This year, maybe nineteen, twenty... Age doesn't matter, no one will delve into this issue.

Ling Zihan is very young, at least on the surface.

According to the aesthetics of the old times, he was handsome.The facial features are very delicate, the side profile is clear, the high nose bridge sets off the deep eyes, the slender face, especially the lips are very sexy, and the whole exudes a special temperament that is unforgettable after seeing it.

Two years ago, while hunting in the ruins, Ling Zihan accidentally found a photo caught in the rock layers deep in the ruins.

It was a signed photo of a celebrity collected by fans in the old days. The man in the photo was named Wu Yanzu.

Since then, Ling Zihan has compared the photos, deliberately controlled the range of facial muscle movement, and made his appearance develop in a direction similar to the photos.

This is unimaginable to the human beings in the old age.Cosmetic surgery is a job exclusively for cosmetic doctors.Just make a hole in the face, the fee is at least tens of thousands, and they don't care about killing or burying.

Ling Zihan's figure is also enviable, but only the left half of the sharp-edged and strong chest muscles is real, and the right side is made of steel machinery with a layer of bionic skin.

The proportion of living organisms in his whole body reached 30.00%.

Liao Qiu is Ling Zihan's close buddy, his body proportion is lower, only 20.00%.

He has an unusually strong interest in rat meat.

It is said that long-term consumption of animal flesh and blood can promote cell fission and greatly increase the biological ratio in the body of the eater.

In this era, "iron buddies" is not a special term for interpersonal relationships, but a special term that can truly connect two or more human individuals.

Ling Zihan and Liao Qiu have three mechanical lower bodies that can be used with each other.

Spider, wheel, crawler.

Of course, when they usually go out, they each have their own bipedal mechanical lower bodies, the difference lies in different models, metal materials, and additional functions.

But no matter what, they are still human.

Ling Zihan gently pressed Liao Qiu's left hand, feeling the special touch from the other's silicone middle finger, and warned in a very low voice: "They are coming."

Whether it is "them" or "them" is the specific point, Ling Zihan himself is not very clear.

There are a large number of Chinese speakers in this area, and the overall proportion of the people who speak English, French, and Russian is about 15.00%.But no matter which language it is, it is impossible to find an accurate pointer on this issue.

Liao Qiu didn't make a sound, his lips were tightly closed, and he was holding an unusually sharp long knife tightly in his right hand. His eyes looking at the sky were filled with anticipation and excitement, and he subconsciously licked his inner lips with his tongue, using this movement that no one could notice to cover up his inner anxiety and uneasiness.

People are born different.

Two years ago, when she began to deliberately change the shape of facial muscles by imitating photos, Ling Zihan did not realize that her body had changed.

He just thinks the man in the photo is handsome, especially when he smiles.

It wasn't until half a year ago, by chance, that Ling Zixi was surprised to find that he could control the facial muscles to make fine-tuning within a small range, and this change could last up to twelve hours. Only then did he finally understand that the number of mutated cells in his body had increased significantly.

Mutations are common in this day and age.

There are mutated cells in everyone's body, but there are differences in how to use them, the number of mutated cells, the direction to guide the mutation, and so on.

Liao Qiu's mutation direction is completely different from Ling Zihan's.

He once had seven fingers on his left hand.

At that time, Liao Qiu was still young, he didn't want to become a monster in people's eyes, so he swung his knife...cut himself, and cut off the two fingers located on the edge of the palm, that is, the outside of the little finger.

This kind of self-mutilation caused a more terrifying mutation effect——In the next week, the muscle layer between the index finger and middle finger of Liao Qiu's left palm split, and two new fingers grew out.

The ruthless Liao Qiu swung his knife again and slashed furiously.

Similar situations have been repeated many times within half a year, and it seems that there is a soul that is completely different from his subjective consciousness hidden in Liao Qiu's body.

The subject believes that normal human beings can only and must have five fingers.

The soul is very stubborn and thinks that the seven fingers are the proper number.

The amputated severed finger has wound residue for a short time.In order to make himself look normal, Liao Qiu used dry veneer as the inner lining and wrapped it with adhesive tape to make two fake finger cots to cover the wound.

A surprising thing happened——his left palm didn't grow any new fingers. It seemed that the soul in his body approved of Liao Qiu's approach. Although the finger set was a fake, it only needed to meet the number "seven".

Wood veneer is an inferior material.

Later, Liao Qiu made the same choice as thousands of women in the old days used artificial means to promote their breasts toward the basketball volume and compete for space between heaven and earth.

The finger cots made of silicone look very good and can be removed at any time, which can fully satisfy Liao Qiu's cheap and unnoticed love of beauty.

All human beings in the state of embryonic mutation are collectively referred to as "inborn bodies".

Since imitating and successfully transforming into a face similar to Wu Yanzu, Ling Zihan's hearing ability has greatly improved.

He thinks this may be caused by a mutation in the cochlea caused by distortion of the facial muscles.

There was a very slight sound in the sky.

Normal humans or newborns of other mutant directions are unaware of this.

It was a dull mechanical noise, accompanied by the rotation of the gears and the crushing of the tracks, as well as some kind of hard object being crushed by a huge backlog, which made the toothache "squeak" crack.

Ling Zihan let go of Liao Qiu's palm, and took hold of the long knife placed by his side.His movements are calm and powerful, his mechanical legs slowly change his prone position, and the metal joints that have been filled with lubricating oil in advance are very flexible, keeping his body in a ready position to explode forward at any time.

The long knives in their hands are exactly the same, and they come from the wreckage of an old-time helicopter.They removed the propeller, re-quenched and ground it, and added some essential accessories to make it a handy weapon.

A gap appeared in the dark sky.

Very white and bright.

It is as if an invisible hand holds a highlighter and draws a short straight line in the dark night sky.

Ling Zihan squinted his eyes for visual inspection—using his left index finger as a scale, the shiny white line was only as long as the first knuckle of his index finger.

The white line slowly expanded toward the upper and lower ends, and after a few seconds, it turned into an extremely tiny white rectangle at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ling Zihan felt the anxiety that could not be concealed from Liao Qiu.He quickly pressed the long knife in his hand to his shoulder, and said hastily: "Don't worry, now is not the time."

A large number of bloodshot eyes appeared in Liao Qiu's right eye, which indicated that the temperature in his body was rising due to excitement: "How long to wait?"

Ling Zihan's answer was accurate and straightforward: "According to the number of seconds, count from one to five."

They count silently in their hearts.

When the number "five" flashed in his mind, Ling Zihan and Liao Qiu got up almost at the same time, like two agile cheetahs, and rushed towards the white square embedded in the sky.

There were countless colliding noises in the sky.

The white square also flickered.

Hundreds of black figures appeared on the dark ground, all rushing towards the same target point.

The "crash" sound from the top of the head was so clear that Ling Zihan could judge the exact landing point of the object just by hearing.Living in a dark environment for a long time, his eyes have already adapted, and he can see things in the dark and see every detail clearly.

Human beings living in the same environment all have the ability of visual variation in this respect.

The falling object that has not landed in the air has a three-meter-long engineering mechanical arm, and the black and yellow stripes are very conspicuous.

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(End of this chapter)