Chapter 430 Siege 1

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Silent.

The depressing silence filled the whole biochemical area. After a long time, Dr. Codd's hoarse voice came: "I changed my attention. You are indeed a dangerous man. So, I decided to kill you now!"

The voice fell, and there was an empty sound immediately above Zero's head. A researcher jumped from the ceiling of the biochemical area, and his ten fingers popped out his dinosaur-like claws and fell down with the momentum of tearing zero.

Zero simply slipped back and let the body fall into the open ground. The claws caught a few clear claw marks on the alloy floor, and the sparks generated by friction burst out, but it could not hurt zero. The researcher did not give up and turned around. The research suit at his chest was suddenly torn, and a piece of meat pad tissue with more than rice thickness continued to proliferate, as if huge tentacles swept towards zero.

It suddenly cracked around at the front end of the tentacle, forming a mouth full of broken teeth. This thing was enough to swallow zero in one bite, but the tentacles only protrude a distance and fell to the ground weakly in a gunshot. I don't know when a bullet hole appeared in front of the researcher's forehead, and his eyes immediately lost their luster, and his mutated body fell to the ground.

has evolved again.

Zero thought to himself, judging from the data collected by the attack of the derivative just now. Speed and strength have increased by at least 5%, and the body has evolved more aggressively, as evidenced by the fear claws and chest tentacles.

And derivatives like this have quietly spread throughout the biochemical area. Zero does not need to look up, and knows that there are more than 20 derivatives cling to the ceiling, and more derivatives in the culture tank array are constantly approaching and becoming an surrounded situation. Dr. Corder's breath has become blurred, and the similar breath emitted by many derivatives has become Dr. Corder's best cover, which is also one of Corder's strategies.

A float floats deep in the pupil of zero's right eye, the third-order gene lock is released, and zero's ability to run the "prophet" with all its strength. The derivative is positioned, the movement trajectory and attack posture are derived, and countless sources of data constantly pass through the zero brain like running water. The increasing data processing speed even makes Zero's body temperature rise. He is using "Prophet" to capture all the combat data. Within the time of his ability, unless the level between the two is as deep as a gap, the other party's actions cannot be hidden from zero.

So Codd saw a strange battle.

The body is almost rushed from all directions towards zero, or torn with claws or biting with the mouth, and the way of fighting is all different. But Zero is like a prophet's foresight, which can always avoid attacks a few minutes faster than the derivative, and at the same time rush to counterattack with two microcomputers in his hand. Zero's counterattack is clean and neat, and the muzzle seems to point to the void at will. However, the next moment, his body will always hit the shooting track of the bullet, just like sending it up to zero to feed the gun.

Zero lines of clouds and flowing water through the pitch of the culture tank, and the two guns in their hands are constantly shooting, and more and more derivatives have been lying on the ground. Kede's face turned pale, and no matter how many bodies he had killed like this, he would not be his opponent. In fact, after starting the ability of the "prophet", the group attack has lost its meaning for zero. Zero can always capture the trajectory of each target first, and make avoidance and counterattack in advance.

It's just that the time of the "prophet" is limited. In terms of zero current ability, it can only last for about three minutes. After this time, the zero brain will collapse due to the influx of data that cannot be processed in time.

In the fierce battle, three minutes passed in a blink of an eye. With the severe pain coming from the brain, Zero knows that he has reached its limit. The rotating symbol in his right eye gradually disappeared, and Zero retreated from the realm of prophetic precept. That feeling was like a falcon flying freely in the sky suddenly tied to the ground, making Zero feel dull and numb.

Of course, this feeling is also relative to the state when the "prophet" ability operates. In terms of thinking, Zero is still extremely sensitive. It's just that Zero has lost the feeling of controlling the overall situation and has to deal with it separately when facing the evolved bodies attacked one by one.

At this moment, more than a dozen derivatives chased from the ground and ceiling, but zero's attention can only focus on the three derivatives that came first. Three derivatives, two of which bypassed behind the culture tank, soared their speed and rushed forward with their fear claws. The third derivative was a little behind and popped from the front to attack with tentacles on its chest. The attack of the three fell almost at the same time, and it was important to ignore the other.

Zero sneered, and the body leaned forward and shorted in an instant. The two diffiliated bodies that rushed from left and right hit each other fiercely. Before the diviated body could react, the muzzle of the gun that stood on their chins from below burst, and the bullet went straight through their heads and popped out two blood lines from the top of the body's head. Killing these two derivatives, Zero rolled and let the tentacles swept from the front bite the air.

bounced from the ground, and the tentacles swept over again. Zero swept away from the body, and the movement trajectory was left and right, making the tentacle's attack fail one by one. At the moment when he approached the body, he jumped up and rolled over the top of the body, and at the same time, the muzzle of the hand pointed to the head of the body. When he fell to the ground, the body had fallen to the ground.

But there are more derivative kills. They are like endless puppets, which makes people marvel at how terrible the splitting performance of Z matter is. Zero didn't have time to praise, and his eyes suddenly fell on the incubator. The next moment, the two guns were raised, and two shots smashed the wall of each of the left and right culture tanks. Suddenly, a large amount of nutrient solution was ejected from the culture tank. At the same time, the wall burst, and the human body inside naturally slipped out of the culture groove and fell to the ground.

As soon as they left the culture tank, this man and one woman became violently **. They seemed that drowning people could not breathe any air, and then stopped breathing and died completely after a moment. Cod looked in his eyes and showed a heartache. These people in the training tank are not the personnel of the previous research base, or the exiles he caught in the wilderness. For Codd, they are all precious food.

After the Z substance merged with him, it modified his genes and body, which also changed Curd's diet. Nowadays, he is like a vampire and needs to feed on fresh biological blood. Therefore, Codd put these living people into the culture trough and repaired some of the functions of the biochemical area, allowing the culture tank to maintain the life of these foods, and suppress their thinking with special biological organs to make these people become living and dead beings.

But because they have been in the culture tank for too long, they have become willless creatures. They have lost their instincts. Once they leave the incubator, they don't even know how to breathe, so they suffocate to death.

Of course, their life or death is none of Corder's business. It's just that as soon as they die, the blood will coagulate, and the blood of the dead will be like some kind of poison to Cord, which is also one of the defects of substance Z.

Seeing that the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the culture tank again, Codd cursed, but had to order the body to protect his granary. In this way, Zero has also achieved the effect of "prophet" to some extent. In order to protect the culture tank, the derivative is exposed to the zero muzzle. Zero will naturally not be polite. The muzzle of the gun turns from the culture trough to the head of the derived body, and will shoot one by one in the head.

Code began to realize that he could not coexist between the diffraction and the culture tank. The diffraction can be made infinitely through cell division, and every time a cell is lost, it will also consume no matter how subtle the energy seems to be. The cells of substance Z can divide infinitely, but the energy cannot be continuously regenerated. The most basic way to replenish energy is to suck fresh blood.

Obviously, this is not a good time to eat, which means that there are also quantitative restrictions on Cod's sea tactics.

The quantitative advantage of the derivative was gradually dragged over, and Code's face was solemn. He hummed, and although he was reluctant, now he had to create a stronger derivative. After all, relying on the battle alone to collect zero information, which in turn makes the evolution of ordinary derivatives unable to keep up with the amount consumed, and Codd can only make an early decision. Even if he wants to create a new derivative, he needs to consume several times more energy than ordinary derivatives from the perspective of suppressing zero.

The cells in the body are integrating the information of the new body according to Curd's wishes. The new body must be strong, and in order to cope with zero shooting, it must also have exoskeletal thyroid and stomach, followed by overwhelming power, etc. Various information is integrated and intensified, and then a new cell is formed. As the base point, the secreted biological matrix quickly forms the shape of a meat ball. Finally, the palm of Corder's right hand and the ordinary derivative generally split a mouthpiece, and the meat ball formed in the body popped out of the mouthpiece and fell to the ground through a special pipe wall.

When this new derivative material was split, Codd's chest fluctuated and gasped. At the same time, there are beads of sweat hanging on his face, which only promotes the formation of new derivatives, which consumes 15% of his energy. The pay and return are equivalent, and Codd laughed, and the new derivative will bring a zero devastating blow.

On the ground, the round meatball began to produce countless nerves. The surface of the nerves began to cover the biofilm, followed by the construction of muscle fibers, and the surface floated a cuticle like a nail piece. A new type of derivative is rapidly evolving and forming.

Zero muzzle kept moving, turning the derivative that turned into a live target only to protect the culture trough into a real corpse. During the hot metal torrent, Zero will also maliciously damage Corder's granary when shooting in the gap. When he saw these culture tanks, Zero had affirmed that the people inside had become plant people without the ability to think because their biological organs suppressed their will.

All the meaning of their existence is to provide food for Codd, so Zero does not mind destroying the culture tank and exposing these vegetative people to death in the air. Anyway, even if zero does not destroy the culture tank, their final end will be the same. At least now, they can still die with a little dignity.

And more importantly, Zero wants to cut Codd's food as much as possible. People like Codd, who are not at all calm, often expose some weaknesses when facing a desperate situation. As long as there are weaknesses, Zero will not let go, both psychologically and physically.

However, when a round of shooting blew up more than a dozen culture tanks, it suddenly looked at the space in front of the right. There are green nutrient matrix explosions one by one, accompanied by the spraying of base liquid, and countless wall fragments of culture tanks.

A tall figure came into the eyes of zero.

For a moment, Zero thought that Jordanheim's angry consul had come to this underground base. But if you look closely, it is naturally not the consul, but a new derivative created by Codd. This body is about three meters high, and its muscles are tense, just like a meaty man. The surface of the body is covered with a gray-white cuticle, and the head, chest, arms and calves are wrapped in the exoskeletal thyroid. From the metal-like copper luster on the surface of these external skeletons, it is not difficult to imagine how defensive they are.

Like a giant in heavy armor walking towards zero step by step, every step falls into the base floor and cracks in the ground. Zero quickly estimated the weight of the other party and got a terrible figure of at least ten tons. That means that the new derivative has high-density body tissue, and the prominence of self-weight often means the power of terror.

Judging from the biological energy breath felt on the derivative body, this derivative has reached at least the seventh level.

This is definitely a qualitative leap. The ordinary derivative is only between the fifth and sixth levels, while the current derivative has reached the seventh level. Even if it has no special ability and only has the strength and defense of the seventh level, it is enough to pose a certain threat to the zero of the eighth level.

Cord looked at the newborn violent man with heartache. It went straight to zero, but lifted the cultivation grooves that were blocking the way. The damage caused by the rampage alone is far above zero. But this new derivative is different from those ordinary versions like researchers. It belongs to the temporary creation of Corder. After construction, only the commands originally implanted by Codd will be executed, but it cannot receive the subsequent instructions from Codd. With elementary intelligence, which can be regarded as an independent combat unit, Codd can only give vague instructions to the rage through the connection of the source, but he cannot ask it to avoid such a delicate command as avoiding the incubator.

Heartache returns to heartache. While the raging man approached zero, Codd also quietly hid his figure and brewed a killing situation against zero in order to cooperate with the raging man's action.

Ling Ning stood still, raising his two guns flat and pulling the trigger at the same time. The muzzle of the gun jumped, and the bullet line fell on the violent man's chest with an amazing line. The collision between bullets and exoskeleton sounded continuous metal crispness, which made Zero frown. At the high-speed bullet point, 60 bullets per minute will be impacted at the same position, and ordinary metal plates will also be pierced.

Judging from the fact that the violent person's body only showed a little stiffness under the high-frequency blow, the power of the micro-machine can obviously not penetrate the exoskeleton of the giant's body. In this way, it shows that the density and quality of the thyroid stomach are equivalent to the tactical armor plate, and the fury man wearing this thyroid stomach is like a human-shaped chariot!

The violent man who stopped being bombarded by the dense line of fire lit up two red light in the covered thyroid stomach on his head. It raised its fist high and then punched it in the direction of zero.

The fists are bombarded in the air, and the seventh-order force pushes the air to form a substantial air cannon towards zero. The air sounded sharply, and Zero only felt that the oncoming wind pressure was like a volcanic eruption, and it was pushed with terrible energy. At the end of the wind cannon, there are faint folds on the ground and the culture tanks on both sides, which is the phenomenon that the air is distorted by energy.

Zero can imagine that when the wind cannon falls on him, it will burst out more than 100 tons of terrible power!