Hyper-fusion, I have infinite forms

[Attributes: Physical strength 1, Agility 1, Spirit 0]

【Note: Buzz——】

[Detected Chaos objects that meet the requirements, whether to include them as materials for the talent "Super Fusion"]

Zhou Yan looked at the green juice spurting out and a smile appeared on his lips.

"To be honest, this mosquito has become bigger, but it seems to be much easier to deal with."

Mosquitoes that have not mutated are tiny in size and move stealthily. Even if they are discovered, they will disappear instantly if you are not paying attention.

It is a demon that keeps countless people awake at night and makes them feel so itchy all over that they want to pinch all the bumps to leave cross marks.

But what about mosquitoes when they grow up?

It gave Zhou Yan a feeling of reverse mutation.

The next second, his eyebrows raised and he immediately quickened his pace and ran.

In the mist behind him, the sound of flapping wings could be faintly heard.

A single enlarged mosquito is easy to deal with, but if it's a group, it can be quite dangerous.

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Amid a series of rapid footsteps, Zhou Yan's figure emerged from the fog.

He followed the faint light in the fog and soon saw a large, shadowy building in the fog.

A large convenience store, or it can be called a supermarket.

The light he discerned in the fog came from this building whose front was made entirely of floor-to-ceiling glass.

He quickened his pace and soon arrived at the entrance of the building - a pair of huge opening and closing glass doors.

There were several people standing behind the door, all of them leaning their heads and looking into the fog.

Zhou Yan rushed out from the fog, scaring these people so much that they jumped away.

Words similar to "F**K" or "Holys**t" came out of his mouth.

However, Zhou Yan knew clearly that what they were speaking was not English, but a language similar to English.

He rushed to the door and spoke loudly, using the same words as the other person.

"Open the door!"

Apparently, the power that allowed him to "walk through the realm of disaster" gave him something like the ability of automatic translation.

Not only can you understand it, you can also speak it out.

The people inside the door looked at each other hesitantly.

next second.

In the fog behind him, there was the sound of some giant creature walking and scraping the ground.

Zhou Yan's face darkened, he looked down and quickly picked up a steel pipe from the ground - he didn't know why the steel pipe fell here, but the large pool of blood next to the steel pipe told him that something extremely bad might have happened here before.

He picked up the steel pipe and walked to the glass door with a cold face. In front of the horrified faces of the people inside the door, he made a gesture as if he was going to hit a home run.

"Stop!" "Mad man! Stop!"

The people inside quickly raised their hands and waved them wildly in front of their chests, signaling Zhou Yan to stop.

One of them immediately pressed a button on the glass door.

Zhou Yan looked at the glass doors that opened to both sides, a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth hidden by the reinforced clothing, he put away the steel pipe and walked quickly into the supermarket.

The fog outside seemed to have life and wanted to invade the supermarket following his footsteps.

But it was blocked by the quickly closed glass door.

Zhou Yan turned around, and his strong eyesight allowed him to see that in the fog outside the door, a terrifying figure as big as a lion or tiger was slowly retreating.

There was a strange look in his eyes.

"Boy, you almost killed everyone!" "If you dare to break this door, you will die!"

"I'll show you some color!"

Several men who were forced to open the door for him surrounded him, cursing.

The next second, Zhou Yan swung the steel pipe.

"Crack!"

There were dull thumps and crisp sounds of bones cracking.

The three men who were unable to dodge were knocked to the ground on the spot, all holding their arms and crying out in pain. However, they seemed to have thought of something soon and forced their mouths shut and lowered their voices.

The two lucky men took a few steps back with fear in their eyes.

Zhou Yan calmly put away the steel pipe and carried it on his shoulder. He took a quick look and saw the situation inside clearly.

In the dim light, in addition to the five men at the door, there were nearly twenty people of different skin colors and genders standing behind the cashier with a gate.

At this moment, these people were also looking at him with horror.

He had a steel pipe on his shoulder, no left hand, his right eye was closed, the lower half of his face was covered, and he was wearing a black tights that a normal person would not wear outside.

It was a very abrupt image, coupled with the brutality that had just occurred.

It's hard not to notice him.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Zhou Yan said calmly, "They wanted to attack me, and I just defended myself a little."

As he spoke, he calmly stepped forward and crossed the barrier easily.

As he moved forward, the men, women, old and young who were hiding inside all subconsciously took a few steps back to make way for him.

Zhou Yan walked into what looked like a large supermarket carrying a steel pipe, casually scanning the shelves as he walked.

Then he picked up something that looked like a Snickers bar from the shelf.

"I advise you to put it down. All the supplies here must be distributed according to God's will."

A low and somewhat hoarse female voice sounded.

Zhou Yan turned around and saw an old woman with messy hair who looked a little weird.

She was staring at Zhou Yan blankly, her eyes firm and firm, with the bearing of a person in a higher position looking down on a person in a lower position.

Behind her, there were nearly ten men and women, who were glaring at Zhou Yan with oppressive looks.

Zhou Yan didn't say anything.

He just slowly clamped the steel pipe under his left ribs and pulled down the life-saving mask covering the lower half of his face.

Then he picked up the Snickers bar, put it to his mouth in front of these people, opened the package, and bit off half of it in one bite.

While chewing, he quietly looked at the group of people.

Looking at their conflicted expressions as they felt that their "rights were being trampled upon", yet they were hesitant as to whether or not they should actually stop it.

I couldn't help but laugh.

He flashed the energy bar in his mouth, took out a bottle of drink, and rinsed his mouth while drinking.

Then he smiled at these people, revealing his sharp white teeth.

“Sorry, I’m an atheist.

"If you find this offensive, why don't you come over here and let me experience the punishment from the so-called 'God'?

"As long as you are not afraid of ending up like those guys at the door."

As he spoke, Zhou Yan raised the steel pipe in his hand with a smile.

The group of people, led by the old woman, immediately glared at him with gritted teeth.

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(End of this chapter)

Chapter 45 I'll Take Care of Them

In the end, the "witch" and her "followers" still did not dare to come up and fight Zhou Yan head-on.

They just looked on with hatred as Zhou Yan calmly turned around and left after the provocation.

And Zhou Yan had no interest in dealing with these suspected cultists.

He walked around this medium-sized supermarket carefully, took a casual inventory, and confirmed the situation inside the supermarket again.

The supermarket has walls on three sides and a floor-to-ceiling glass window on one side. There is a big hole in one of the glass windows. The hole is now blocked by a large wooden board and covered with circles of tape.

As for the inside of other glass, there were piles of large bagged goods such as flour and corn flour, as if they were trying to rely on these things for protection.

It seems that this supermarket was once attacked and breached by some kind of entity outside?

Zhou Yan seemed to be thinking about something.

He focused on the crowd.

There were about twenty people in the supermarket. From his eyes, he could see that they were all ordinary people. Most of them were unkempt and looked frightened, as if they had been living in this supermarket for two or three days.

However, he could still see that there were obvious group distinctions among these twenty-odd people.

The first is the group of twelve people centered around the "witch". They are now wandering among the remaining few people, constantly preaching and persuading the so-called will of God.

Next came another group of about four people, three men and one woman. One of the men was an old man, and the rest were middle-aged and young people. They looked more rational - when they saw Zhou Yan looking into their eyes, they nodded politely in return, showing obvious goodwill and seemed to want to talk to him.

Finally, there was the group of three young men that Zhou Yan was most concerned about, a group that looked like scholars. One of them was even wearing a white coat, looking like a doctor or some kind of researcher.

He remembered the description of the world of disaster in the message prompt when he came to this world just now.

[In a secret laboratory, scientists accidentally discovered during their research that endless white fog enveloped the entire town with the laboratory as the center.]

laboratory, scientist, research

Zhou Yan had reason to infer that the "laboratory" described in this evil world was the key location for him to complete his mission.

As for the group of people most likely to know about the laboratory news, it goes without saying.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan walked towards the trio including the young man in the white coat without hesitation under everyone's attention.

When the three young men saw Zhou Yan, the "thug" who was carrying a steel pipe and had just knocked down three strong men, coming towards them, they immediately shuddered unconsciously and looked at him with extremely evasive eyes.

Zhou Yan stood in front of the three people, lowered his voice, and went straight to the point: "You three are doing research work, right? Let's find a place to talk?"

When the three young men heard the word "research work", they immediately showed some panic on their faces.

Zhou Yan was not in a hurry either. He just looked at the three people with a faint smile.

They looked at each other and exchanged glances several times. Finally, the young man in the white coat responded to Zhou Yan. His low voice was obviously trembling: "Yes, we are researchers. What should we call each other, brother?"

His tone sounded like that of an elite who, under the threat of violence, had to use the speaking habits of gangsters to address each other as brothers.

"You can call me 'Mr. Zhong'." Zhou Yan's eyes were calm.

The man in the white coat and his two companions quickly began to introduce themselves.

It was as if he was afraid that he would be beaten up by Zhou Yan if he spoke slowly.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yan had no interest in memorizing their long and ugly names, just like those of people in European and American countries on Earth.

He chose to use the other party's clothing characteristics to aid his memory: the three people were wearing white coats, plaid shirts and black-framed glasses.

Zhou Yan raised his chin towards the three young men, motioning them to follow him, then turned and walked directly into the supermarket.

The three of them looked hesitant, but finally followed cautiously.

Finally, under the leadership of Zhou Yan, the three people entered the utility room from the door inside the supermarket.

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"I'll make it clear."

"I'm looking for a laboratory—a laboratory for studying insects."

In the utility room, Zhou Yan leaned gently against some neatly stacked goods, his tone calm.

He just finished speaking.