Section 221: Chinese people

Lin Xiang smiled slightly, his muscles instantly swelled, his right shoulder slanted slightly backward, and with violent impulse full of explosive power, he swung his fist heavily to meet Greke's fist.

The virus transforms cells, and the host brain and central nervous system become more sensitive as they strengthen. The thinking speed is faster, the nerve response is more agile, and the ability to collect external information has long exceeded the limit that normal human perception organs can withstand. In the view of Lin Xiang, who has the strength of a nine-star parasite, Greke's movements are too slow to pose a threat to himself.

He has at least hundreds of ways to kill Greke. But no matter which method is, it is more straightforward, more thorough, and more shocking without directly using brute force to kill.

There is no doubt about Bernie and Nelia's loyalty. Quincy's loyalty has some speculative nature. They have expressed their attitude in public and agreed that Lin Xiang has become the only leader. The inner fanaticism and the surprise of suddenly evolving into parasites will make this *** continue to be maintained for a long time in the future. However, whether it is Bernie and Nelia, or Quincy, they all admit that Lin Xiang is their own master under the pressure of the environment. In other words, this so-called loyalty will only be maintained in a very limited range. They lack the absolute obedience of Wang Biao and Yang Hua, and even the basis of friendship like friends. More often, they can only become executors, not participants.

Therefore, Lin Xiang needs to take more shocking and fearful means to let them understand that they can give everything and take back everything.

Becoming an ordinary person a parasite has caused them unprecedented shock. As time goes by, superiority and arrogance will slowly sprout and grow from the depths of their hearts. Lin Xiang does not care whether the ruler is cruel or domineering, nor does he want to know how luxurious and erode the other party’s private life is. He only needs to obey, obey absolutely, and provide sufficient resources from the ruling territory according to his overall strategic needs.

If a parasitic who is above and above is brought back to an ordinary person and completely deprive everything he has, even if he was once an ordinary person without supernatural powers, he would definitely not be able to withstand such a heavy blow.

Only when there is threat can you have motivation, only when you have everything, only when you have the preciousness of it, only when you give yourself the ability and deprive it of it at any time will you always be afraid, grateful and absolutely loyal to Lin Xiang.

"boom-"

The two fists collided in an instant, and the collision of power generated a small circular energy field. It flashed for only a moment, and under the squeezing of Lin Xiang's irresistible violent force, it quickly moved towards the direction where Greke was, running wildly until it completely devoured the entire arm.

The hideous smile on Greke's face instantly solidified. He burst into a crisp "crackling" sound all over his body, and his right fist no longer existed. The huge force that rushed towards him destroyed his entire arm, crushing his bones and muscles into scattered pieces. He suddenly let out a hysterical scream, and his whole body overturned toward the big bed behind him.

All of this was too fast, with no more than 0:5 seconds between front and back. Greke's entire right shoulder had completely collapsed, his central spine and all ribs were shattered, and the powerful force field directly affected the heart and other auxiliary organs. Just one punch made him completely lose the power he was proud of and he would always become a useless person.

"No-"

Lying on the bed, Greke's nostrils were spraying thick air. He looked at his arms that no longer existed in disbelief, turned his head with difficulty, staring at Lin Xiang standing in front of him with red eyes, bursting out loud screams. Only in this way can he release the unprecedented fear shock deep in his heart.

"No, I don't believe...you, you're just an ordinary person-" Greke's rough face was full of pain and humiliation.

"There are many things in this world that you can't imagine."

Lin Xiang slowly retracted his right fist, glanced at Greke who was almost dying, and said coldly: "The power of mutation is powerful, but it is not the only way to control this world. You are too confident and arrogant. You just need to obey and you can get the opportunity to survive and continue to rule the city. But... you refused."

"No! I'm willing, I'm willing to accept any of your conditions-"

Suddenly, Greke sat up from the bed like he was injected with hormones, and frantically stretched out his remaining left hand to grab Lin Xiang's air, and roared desperately with thick blood foam splashed in his mouth: "Please! Please let me live-"

Lin Xiang lowered his head and looked at him unmoved.

"If you can be forgiven by begging and compassion alone, there will never be sin in this world."

Lin Xiang's eyes released a cold light: "There is only one chance, and anyone is the same."

Greke's face froze, and his eyes gathered with his last energy quickly became scattered. A large amount of blood loss made his face as gray as death. He let out a long sigh, with a particularly unwilling murmur in his mouth, and a heart occupied by disappointment and fear. His body involuntarily slowly tilted backwards and fell heavily into the middle of the bed.

"...How is it possible...you are just an ordinary person...an ordinary person..."

From beginning to end, Lin Xiang did not emit the aura of a mutant. Although this was reality, Greke did not believe it until his death. His eyes were wide open and never closed again.

Looking at Lin Xiang, who was walking with his back to the room, his eyes were as clear as deep and quiet water, Bernie and others who were waiting at the door were instinctively bowing, with respectfulness filled with the whole face, and were placed on both sides with the most humble attitude.

Lin Xiangzhi passed by the three of them and walked towards the corridor connecting with the room. As he passed by, people heard him say in a plain but irresistible tone: "Bernie, from now on, you will be the new city lord of Cang Cinema."

...

The earth will eventually revolve around the sun, so the world has the difference between light and darkness. Night and day alternately rotate, and cold and heat take turns to be on duty. No one can change it, and it will never be able to violate nature.

The cold will not differ due to different regions and races. No matter where you are in the earth, you must endure the torture of winter and wait for another year when spring is warm and flowers bloom.

However, this takes time.

The smooth egg-shaped building surface of the No. 24 City of Life is covered with concave bullet marks everywhere. The white walls are charred by the smoke of gunpowder, and radial marks left by the explosion of shells can be seen everywhere. Put your body close to the ground and you can smell a strong smell of gunpowder emitted from the soil.

Most of the corpses on the wooden poles have rotted. Although it is winter, the dead cannot remain intact forever contrary to the laws of nature. The soft pieces of meat slowly fell from the corpse. The crazy invading bacteria destroyed the fine muscle tissue, allowing them to ferment, turn sour, release a lot of water, and liquefy... After a series of tense and orderly preparations were completed, the hard muscles also turned into thick paste that was stickier than paste. The stench that was released in the air attracted hungry little bugs to run out of the cave, tearing open the swollen dead skin with their sharp teeth, crawling in, swallowing rare food.

Many corpses were left with bones, and from time to time, a bunch of rotten meat fell from the dead. The shadows of witch vultures could be seen in the sky at any time. They had already eaten, or had completely lost interest in the rotten meat pulp, hovering back and forth over this land that smelled scented by the scent of human corpses, looking for fresher and more delicious meat.

Liu Yuchen lay behind the window where only half was left, holding a large-caliber Barrett sniper rifle. The black muzzle slowly moved at an undetectable speed under the control of his arm, slowly putting a blurred figure hundreds of meters away blocked by yellow shrubs into the center of the black cross in the scope.

"Bang-"

The huge recoil hit Liu Yuchen's shoulder heavily, pushing him back almost ten centimeters. He saw it clearly in the scope. Just as the gun was sparked, the lurking black shadow seemed to be hit by some heavy object, splashing out a bright red blood flower. His hands spread to both sides, lying on the thin snow behind him, twitching weakly.

“The first hundred and seventy-nine.”

Silently reciting the number accumulated in the form of individual digits in his mind, he quickly pulled open the gun chamber, cleared out the hot shell, and then took out a huge lethal bullet from the ammunition box next to him, and gently pressed it into the chamber.

The siege of the rebels continued. Although they had a complete logistics supply system, the replenishment of combatants could not keep up with the loss. Even though the method of retrieving protein by the dead was used, the number of test tubes made from the culture chamber was still getting smaller and smaller. In addition to the problems of making materials and power supply, their movements seemed particularly stiff and lacked flexibility. Rather than being soldiers, they were living targets that had weapons, stood behind the bunker but did not know how to avoid.

The rebels sent a soldier to contact the city every day, and Crix's request never changed - hand over President Josephine and surrender unconditionally.

Liu Yuchen is not a fool. His protracted rebellion and the strange actions of the three vice presidents have made him vaguely able to detect the aura of conspiracy covered up by the war.

It doesn't matter how many people die. President Josephine is the most core existence in the rebel plan.

The old woman who was half dead on the sickbed obviously had some secret. Lesl, Lola and Cricks wanted to get it, master it, and control it. If it were simply to gain power from the Joint Association of City and Doctors, they would have sent troops to crush the broken city directly without leaving a single living room.

The ground connection with the outside world has been completely interrupted. Only six cities distributed in Europe and South America still maintain radio contact. However, this number is also gradually decreasing with the passage of time. There were six two weeks ago, and there were four last week. Until the day before yesterday, only the last city sent a contact message, and the information was very short. Since then, Liu Yuchen has never received any news from the outside world.

Being trapped is a dead end.

Liu Yuchen knew this very well, but he had no way to change the current predicament. More and more people died in the battle, and the natural persons left behind in the city were either killed or defected. Since last week, the entire No. 24 Life City was left with only two real humans, he and Josephine, as well as less than 3,000 trained soldiers.

The defense gap is getting bigger and bigger. According to the order, all soldiers have given up other annexes and concentrated them in the main building for defense. Even so, the increasingly fierce attacks are still rapidly consuming the number of soldiers, and the inability to obtain high-quality materials to supplement the source of soldiers' combat effectiveness is declining. It is only a matter of time before the situation is broken.

Liu Yuchen didn't know how long he could stay. In order to fill the gap in combat power, he had changed his identity and became an ordinary soldier. After a few days of fighting, nearly two hundred people died under the gun, and he himself was hit by stray bullets several times. If it weren't for the complete treatment equipment in the city, he would have become a cold and stiff corpse like those hanging on wooden poles.

He raised his upper body slightly and stared at the war in the distance. From the smoke of gunpowder, flames and violent explosions, Liu Yuchen felt a vague and familiar smell.

That's the smell of death.

He is not a parasite and has no mutated ability. From the old days to the present, he is completely the result of using precision medical devices and internal organ transplants.

The United Doctors Association has mastered the world's most advanced biotechnology. Even in the old days, its predecessor, the Royal Medical Council of England, had achieved a large number of unknown medical achievements. Those medical elites with membership were even more crazy than the outside world imagined. They had successfully asked two experimenters to exchange brains or replace limbs between humans and other animals, thus achieving the ultimate goal of changing metabolism and extending life.

Earth science and technology are actually much more advanced than the outside world imagined. Out of confidentiality and the so-called "strategic needs", countries, major institutions, and multinational consortiums have strictly adhered to their research results. Whether in the old era or in the wasteland world, "science has no borders" is always a nonsense.

Liu Yuchen instinctively felt that President Josephine might control the key part of a certain technology. It is precisely because of this that Lesl, Lola and Chris pretended to welcome him in order to get what they had dreamed of. However, the process was too long and they could not bear it, so they could only forcefully seek it in the form of rebellion.

Even if you guess the real answer, what's the use?

The current situation is already in chaos. The No. 24 City of Life is surrounded and cannot escape in the air or underground. The ending... can only be death.

More than a hundred years... I feel so long and I have lived enough.

Putting the sniper rifle gently beside him, bent his legs and sat down against the wall, Liu Yuchen seemed to have seen the scenes that had long disappeared into the long river of time flashed in front of him.

He is a Chinese.

Perhaps because of his parents' inheritance, he showed extraordinary memory and curiosity when he was in Toronto. At the age of eight, he took a cat raised by his neighbor into the basement to dissect it, observed the internal structure of the complete body, and published a paper comparing cats between cats and humans in the school's internal journal, which attracted the attention of a attending physician in the local hospital, and then contacted him and guided him to develop a strong interest in medical research.

When they were fourteen pairs, Liu Yuchen was accepted as a member by the Royal Medical Council. His outstanding performance and unique personal insights in medicine shocked many old members. At that time, Josephine, as the chairman, favored him and often arranged him to participate in important case consultations and clinical trials, and gave him generous treatment to focus on research.

Liu Yuchen had never been to China. Of course, this refers to pre-war.

He once asked his father, a doctoral in engineering at Harvard University, but the answer was: "We may never go back in our lives. That land only focuses on politics and money, relying on science and technology, you can't even support yourself."

Liu Yuchen never understood what this sentence was referring to. Until he was fifteen years old, a counselor in the embassy in Canada knocked on his home and asked his father to return to his country in the name of the country's needs. He saw his elegant father for the first time, and he was so angry that he could tear people apart at any time.

"What can I do when I go back? I'm still in a daze with a cup of tea and a newspaper in the office? Or I add countless irrelevant names to the independent research results? At the important moment when my wife gave birth, the doctor and nurse in charge of receiving the childbirth actually let her lie on the hospital bed to watch the live broadcast of the celebrity concert. She screamed in pain for two hours. When they were satisfied, my wife had given birth to a child, but she died of excessive bleeding. The hospital easily covered it with just one "medical accident". Two thousand five hundred and sixty-one yuan compensation, which was the result of the court's judgment... Hahaha! This money is not enough to buy a more expensive dog, and it can actually bring a life. What should I do when I go back? Have I continued to live such a life that is worse than a dog?"

After the counselor left, his father began to drink heavily. He often got drunk, and then ran to the rooftop alone and cried silently to the east.

At the age of seventeen, his father was seriously injured in a car accident. When Liu Yuchen got the news, his dying father said only the last sentence.

"No matter what, you... are Chinese after all."

Perhaps for this reason, Liu Yuchen has been staying in the No. 24 City of Life, and has not chosen to be located in other continents.

The boundaries between countries and races have long disappeared with the destruction of the old era, but there is always an indescribable involvement in the bloodline.

Thinking of this, Liu Yuchen smiled self-deprecatingly, grabbed Barrett who was placed next to him, and continued to look for new targets in the scope.
Chapter completed!