Enforcer's Handbook

"Mr. Enthusiastic Citizen, how do you view the evolution of human beings?"

After saying this, the Scarecrow waited in the elevator. If Song Lan didn't answer, he wouldn't press the elevator button.

Song Lan hated this situation where he kept talking to himself and then suddenly asked a tricky question, because it reminded him of his university mathematics teacher.

Their math teacher is an approachable person who likes to randomly select a few lucky students to communicate with each other in the cafeteria at noon.

Then, while talking, he suddenly threw out a math problem and asked them to find the derivation after they went back to the dormitory.

The situation now is exactly the same as then.

He doesn't even know where the end of the universe is, so how can he possibly know the direction of human evolution?

Song Lan never considered this issue at all.

But since the other party asked sincerely, he could only answer this question, "The evolution of human beings must not only rely on self-struggle, but also take into account the historical process."

After saying that, there was a long silence in the elevator. The Scarecrow frowned, as if he couldn't understand the deep meaning of Song Lan's words for a while.

Song Lan didn't blame the other party, because even he himself didn't know what he was talking about just now.

However, this sentence, which even he did not know the meaning of, seemed to have brought great inspiration to the Scarecrow. After he silently recited "historical process" several times, he suddenly showed an expression of enlightenment.

"I didn't expect that there is such a perspective."

As he spoke, he pressed the button leading to the 27th floor underground. The numbers on the elevator jumped rapidly downwards, and the pungent smell of blood became stronger and stronger as it descended.

When the elevator descended to 20 floors underground, Song Lan noticed something unusual through the gap in the elevator door. It seemed that the outside of the elevator door was no longer a laboratory, but some kind of part made of flesh and blood, some flesh and blood. The tissue extended through the crack in the door and also seeped blood into the elevator.

When the elevator door opened again, the sophisticated and advanced laboratory had long disappeared. What appeared in front of them was a long corridor completely shrouded in flesh and blood.

They seemed to be in the stomach of a certain creature at the moment, and the secret of CTEA-32 seemed to be hidden at the end of this corridor.

The smell of blood was so strong that it made people feel like they were soaked in blood. With the help of weak light, you could still see the flesh wall above your head moving slightly.

The object that illuminated the way forward for them could hardly be called an electric light. Only the outline of the electric light remained, with flesh and blood tissue parasitizing inside. The light bulb turned into an eye, and that eye was emitting a dim red light. Light, lighting capabilities are really limited.

"This is our factory for mass production of CTEA-32."

The Scarecrow proudly introduced Song Lan to this place that could drive anyone crazy. He walked quickly ahead and introduced Song Lan into the only room on the 27th floor underground.

To be more precise, this is an empty hall with squirming granules everywhere. In this factory, the granules play the role of workers. They roll up needles and stretch them towards the center of the hall. Like a huge tree stump made of flesh and blood.

What is drawn from the "stump" is a tube of pus and blood, and one of the working granulators hands the needle to the scarecrow.

"As you can see, this is the production line of CTEA-32. I have tried my best to modify the genetic data, but it still cannot allow the injectors to have autonomous consciousness during the evolution process. They will be quickly eliminated by the mother during the evolution process. Assimilation, but because they are too far away from the mother body, they cannot receive the order from the mother body immediately, thus making them fall into the most primitive killing instinct of biology."

The Scarecrow paused and continued, "The focus of my current work is to try to eliminate the side effects of CTEA-32. In my opinion, the inability to retain consciousness can never be regarded as true evolution."

Song Lan didn't know what to say for a while.

Is it possible that he still has to praise the other party for having a scientific spirit?

"I later managed to get in touch with Tesla Technology and learned that they had never sent out a biological sample research team, let alone produced pheromones that could communicate with mutant organisms."

The Scarecrow looked at him with enthusiasm, and he asked, "I'm curious, how do you communicate with those mutated creatures? This will be very helpful for our research."

At this moment, Song Lan finally understood why the Scarecrow brought him here.

As the regional head of the Barossa Group, he has the same fanaticism as an extreme researcher.

His fanaticism even made him forget the identity of his enemy, so he directly tried to learn from the enemy the secret of communicating with mutated creatures.

"You want to know?"

"Of course, this is about whether humans can complete evolution."

"The former leader of the Twelfth Kingdom, where is he now? Bring him here and I can tell you."

"It's a deal."

Scarecrow agreed to Song Lan's request without any hesitation.

The former leader was the one the Minister of the Interior asked them to focus on, but this life form did not play a big role in their research process.

The scarecrow looked at the flesh wall on the left side of the people.

Under Song Lan's shocked gaze, one of the flesh walls suddenly began to split, and it gradually revealed the outline of a human figure. After the flesh buds covering the human figure slowly receded, the former leader who fell into a coma inside was revealed.

The former leader's clothes had long been soaked with blood, and his skin was stained with blood and a substance that Song Lan couldn't name.

Granulation slowly brought the former leader in front of him. Obviously the person who needed to be rescued in this operation was right in front of him, but he instinctively took a step back.

The substances and smells on the former leader's body made him not want to touch him at all.

blazing sun,

The good news is that your father is still alive,

The bad news is that it has so much dirt on it that it may not be available for purchase.

While Song Lan was engaged in a fierce psychological struggle, Granulation had already let go of the former leader, and the latter fell to the floor.

Song Lan had a chance to support the other party, but at this moment, he backed down.

"Now it's your turn to fulfill your promise."

The scarecrow waited quietly for Song Lan's answer. Song Lan took out a bottle from the inner pocket of his clothes and gently threw it to the other person.

The scarecrow caught the bottle, and granulations similar to flesh and blood tissue extended from his palm. After piercing the bottle, he explored the solution inside.

"This is water."

He jumped to the conclusion.

"Yes, it's 5 watts per bottle in the supermarket. If you buy a dozen, you can get a free bottle."

"Don't fool me."

The scarecrow's face turned cold, and his ferocity was revealed.

"I'm telling the truth." Song Lan shrugged, "If you don't believe it, I can demonstrate it to you."

Before they finished speaking, the security personnel who had followed them all the way to the underground laboratory suddenly raised their guns as if they were possessed. Although they looked extremely resistant and tried their best to resist, the guns they were holding were blocked. But still slowly aimed at the scarecrow.

"Have you heard? Water is the source of life. No creature in this world can resist the temptation of water."

"Bang bang bang——"

The sound of gunshots that followed drowned out his voice.