Doomsday Pavilion

The less there is, the more I want it. Humans are such a strange creature.

It is the responsibility of the evolution man to hunt and kill the living corpse and alien beasts to guard the base city. It is also a pride. Ordinary people have created such a living corpse shooting range in the base city. The evolution man does not know how many words he has rolled his eyes and cursed.

In their opinion, these ordinary people with their heads full of food and bags are simply psychologically self-conscious and inexplicable.

Want to fight the living corpse, grandpa will take you to the wilderness? There are as many as you want, so you can cut it off.

This group of wealthy children certainly wouldn't go to the wilderness, even in the living corpse shooting range, this kind of situation where protective measures are not added to the living corpses is very rare, almost none.

The scarce living materials and entertainment activities in the base city make this group of energetic souls have nowhere to vent, looking for excitement, free indulgence is the eternal theme, the living corpse shooting range has become the best choice, who does not want to wait for it The beautiful married sister shows courage in front of her eyes and becomes a hero?

"Brother Sorrow, why did I look at that living corpse?"

The big man Xia Zhonghui scratched his head, his scalp slapped and it started to snow.

Pointing to the living corpse in isolation room No. 1, and said in confusion, "It seems to be different from just now!"

Sikong sat on the ground and stared at the shooting range in a daze. Hearing this, he looked at Isolation Room 1.

This living corpse was shriveled and wrinkled like pine bark, without a trace of hair. The lower body was wearing big white linen pants from the research institute. The upper body was dark blue for some reason, and both eyes were fixed on the big man. The white pupils are full of bloodshot veins.

"Tower tumor!!" Lin Chou glanced at it, his face changed.

This living corpse's back and shoulder sockets bulged a pine cone-shaped spiral bulge at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, it had grown to the size of a fist, and it looked very sick as it wriggled with the breathing of the living corpse. .

Tower tumor is the obvious feature of the second mutation of the living corpse. The sudden appearance of this kind of thing on the back of the living corpse means that the living corpse will mutate into a more terrifying existence within a few hours.

No matter what kind of mutation it is, for ordinary people in the shooting range showing off their strength, it is no different from death beckoning.

"Om!"

The dull humming sounded, and the outer switch opened automatically. The already irritable corpses rushed out of the switch, entered the shooting range and dispersed.

The mutated living corpse glanced at the big man with completely blood-red eyes, and ran towards the shooting range in a vertical leap. In just three seconds, it disappeared from the sight of the two of them, more than ten times faster than the similar speed.

"Touch the ground!"

The Ground Walker is an agile secondary mutant living corpse, known for its superb speed and infrared vision, and is one of the most terrifying killers in the wilderness.

"How come!" Lin Chou was stunned.

With a movement speed that can hardly be seen with the naked eye, the living corpse shooting range usually uses zero-order ordinary living corpses, but this TM is a second-order ground walker! !

The big man looked at the fifty open gates stupidly, "Brother Sorrow, it's over! It's over! I won't be able to eat the food at the shooting range anymore! They will fire me!"

I'm afraid there won't be such a good thing as expulsion.

Even if the people inside only scratched the oily skin, Lin Chou and Xia Dasha would definitely be torn to pieces.

The big man murmured to himself with a sad face, Lin Chou was already scolding his mother at this time.

That's it!

Do you want to run away?

Apart from living corpses, there are various mutant plants and mutant beasts in the wilderness and wasteland outside the base city. Even the evolving people with amazing strength do not want to stay one more minute at night outside the base city. Ordinary people like him leave. There is no difference between base city and suicide.

If you don't run away, I'm afraid the relatives of these second-generation children will not give up easily. They want to engage themselves, it is not much harder than crushing a reptile.

As for hiding, hehe, the base city is so big that it has become an independent kingdom...

Lin Chou didn't think that this group of people could survive under the claws of the ground walkers.

After the shooting range was opened, it entered the isolation procedure, including the isolation room where the two people were located, and they could not get in or out. The shooting range was surrounded by a smooth wall of more than eleven meters high, and there was a three-meter tribulus power grid on it, unless an elevator came out. , Otherwise there is absolutely no possibility of entry. This height has exceeded the ability limit of most awakened and mutants. Rescue has become a luxury. What's more, in a training hall, where are the awakened and mutants high?

Except for the isolation room...

...

At the back of the terrace, in the large comfortable VIP box, two maids stood quietly behind the snow-white fur-covered sofa, a dark glaze, and at first glance, a faint fragrance of tea is floating on the table of the Eight Immortals of some ages.

The young man sitting on the sofa has an extraordinary temperament. After tasting a cup of tea, he said calmly, "Pu'er tea bricks from a thousand and a hundred years ago... a magical thing, really longing for the life before the cataclysm!"

Next to him, the old man in a blue robe standing quietly heard the words and smiled, "Master, what's wrong with the catastrophe? Before that, human beings were mediocre and weak in their lives, and I was afraid they would encounter the most lame mutant guinea fowl. Can you die?"

The young man shook his head slightly, "Master Song, you don't understand...Huh??"

The old man called Song Ye dare not even dare to see the young man's bizarre expressions, followed his sight into the shooting range, his brows tightened, "A ground-touching reptile that is mutating? Missy is in danger! Do you want to ..."

The young man bowed his head, carefully observed the pattern of the Eight Immortals table, for a long while, "Wait, my sister, it's really fun!"

Song Ye was taken aback when he heard the words, and then the expression on his face faded, "Yes!"

The young man raised his head, his gaze seemed to cross the high wall of the living corpse shooting range, and looked towards a place in the depths of Mingguang Base City. "My father, to you, is it a mutant or an awakened, is that important?"

...

Mingguang Tactics Trial Training Hall is named after Mingguang, which proves that this venue has some unusual backgrounds. It has an excellent location and is located in the most prosperous neighborhood of Shangcheng District.

The Shangcheng District is rich in luxury, feasting, and management is extremely strict. The monthly cards for ordinary people, the permanent cards for the awakened and the mutants, are not so much a pass or proof of strength as a warning sign with a color. , The use of force is strictly prohibited.

How can the arrogant awakened and mutant accept this kind of discrimination and colored vision?

The place where a large number of Awakened mutants really gather is outside the Xiacheng District, which is called the Outer City. There is a paradise for the evolved people like the Awakened mutants.

In fact, there are many darlings in the Shangcheng District, but evolutionary people rarely live here. Even if there are, they perform their duties and are very busy.

The shooting range was warned by Lin Chou. There was nothing to do except for the rush and forwarding and fierceness. It was extremely embarrassing. The ambushing snipers outside the shooting range were used to deal with ordinary living corpses, and the agile ground walkers of the second mutation avoided snipers. Guns and bullets are as simple as eating and drinking water, they are useless at all.

In the dimly lit office, a fat man with two golden teeth on the gorgeous tiger-patterned leather chair gurgled a cigar anxiously, and the fragrant smoke didn't let him sort out the clues in his numb mind.

"Qing Yu, Zhong Nan won't work either?"

In front of the office, a woman with a hot body and tight-fitting leather jackets and trousers outlines enchanting curves nodded, her voice hoarse and charming, "Zhong Nan is a power mutant. Even if he enters the shooting range, he has more than enough self-preservation and insufficient rescue. His nerve reaction speed is simply unable to prevent sneak attacks on ordinary people by ground walkers."

The golden tooth fat man pressed the cigar out on the table, and the hot cigarette butts burned a pungent black smoke on the table. How can scenes and accidents be more enthusiastically sought after?"

The woman sneered, "It's very bold! I'm leaving now... My brother, my brother, is really a smart little guy!"

The fat man smiled miserably, "Miss Qing Yu, how about...you go try it?"

"Ha ha."

The fat man rolled his eyes and couldn't help but open his mouth and cursed, "Niang Xipi, how could that mutant crawler get into the shooting range if it weren't for the negligence of those two stupid boys?"

There was a vague fluctuation in the air, like a hot invisible flame, and the fat man's eyebrows suddenly lost a piece.

"Uh, nothing, nothing, you go ahead and work!"

The woman turned her emerald eyes playfully under the dim light, and then she went out to "huh!"

The fat man let out a low sigh of relief. This woman's murderous aura became more and more serious.

"No, it's not good! Lin Chou, Lin Chou, and Fool Xia rushed into the shooting range through the switch of the isolation room!!!"

The fat man stood up suddenly, "What?!"

An employee burst into the office out of breath. Qing Yu, a woman with cat-like pupils, lifted the male employee's neck with one hand, and said word by word, "You, say, what?"

The bitter enthusiasm permeated the entire space.

The male employee’s lips trembled, his face turned red, "I...I..."

"The two-way switch in the quarantine area... After the living corpse goes out, the outward switch can be opened manually..."

The Fatty Jinya boss screamed, and wailed as his parents died, "These two are stupid*, I...muffy!"

Don't know, and inaction, these are two extremely different concepts. In short, the fat boss was put together by two **** this time.

He was stupid, dressed in white.

…

Xia Da idiot was muttering something, manually opened the reverse iron door of the living corpse isolation room, rushed in, still holding a five-meter-long corpse rod in his hand.

Lin Chou's eyes were cracked, "Da Xia fool, **** it! What are you going to do for Lao Tzu!! You are not going to die?!!!"

"I want to save people, something big happened! They will fire me if they die! The food at the shooting range is better! Better than home! I don't want to go!!"

Lin Chou was almost **** off by this stubborn idiot. Can you save people if you go in?

Can you feed the living corpse with your two hundred catties of tendon meat?

Looking at the half of the rabbit's leg bones on the ground, and then at the back of Xia Fool who twisted his **** and lowered his head and ran wildly, Lin Chou's blood came to his head, "You die!"