Chapter 8 Why are you beating my zombies?
‘If it had been stronger, then stronger, so strong that it could rival the gods with a mortal body, would the empire have been able to continue? Will the legion not be destroyed by disaster? ’
The pink-blue eyes of the silver-haired girl seemed to reflect that terrible, cruel and desperate war.
In the face of a real disaster, the conventional cosmic civilization's all-out resistance is so futile.
The Conceptual God was extinguished, and the differentiated dependent groups completely lost control.
Whether organic matter or inorganic matter, even a piece of scrap iron, a piece of earth and stone, a grain of sand, or a drop of water, the disaster bathed in the glory of the evil god has distorted and twisted the original concept, turning it into an endless disaster. Hugh is a hotbed of divisive replication.
In just a few hundred years, two-thirds of the explored universe has been swept away. The number of civilizations that have perished is more than the number of sands in Hengsha, and the number of dead and dying creatures is incalculable.
From the moment she received her 'number', her short life was filled with blood and war, shouting the slogan 'For the Empire' and fighting on the front line against disaster.
The comrades are gone, the legion is gone, the empire is gone, and life has lost its meaning.
The emergence of "Evolution Paradise" may bring new opportunities.
Meng Yi's words, "Weakness is the original sin," gave this "weapon" that was about to be scrapped a new vitality.
"Sir, can I follow you?"
"Although I am weak, I will try my best!"
Sir?
The extremely unfamiliar title made Meng Yi slightly stunned for a moment while waiting for Luo Ji's answer.
Meng Yi turned his head sideways, and unlike his previous rough inspection, he looked at the girl who climbed up from the window carefully for a while with a critical attitude.
In the detection area of the mental vision, the target's remaining flames, which were originally weak and almost extinguished, grew a bit stronger.
Meng Yi could see that she was trying her best to squeeze out the remaining "lamp oil" and was in a state of returning to the light.
This can be seen through the glowing lines spreading across the target's neck and cheeks.
The delicate appearance is like a piece of cracked porcelain, just a hair away from being scrapped.
‘It’s weird, she’s burned out, what’s the source of her power? It can actually violate the conservation of mass and energy to a certain extent. ’
‘Could it come from the worldview of the ‘ideal’ system? Or has it been contaminated by some kind of conceptual higher being? ’
The girl with spiderweb-like green cracks on her body posed an exponential increase in threat to Meng Yi, as if she was a high-intensity explosive barrel about to explode.
‘A double-edged sword that hurts the enemy and hurts yourself. ’
Meng Yi looks calm on the surface, but based on his life experience, it is not difficult to find that this child is in a confused stage of lack of faith, and soldiers need orders to point out the way forward.
"I am not your commander, of course you can act with me."
"Just call me 'White Devil'. Can you tell me your name?"
Hearing this, the girl who was like a weapon was perked up. She instinctively performed a courtesy that Meng Yi had never seen before and replied loudly: "Yes! Sir!"
"Imperial number AR-26710 reporting to you!"
She doesn’t have a name of her own, and what represents her is just a string of cold numbers, which just fits Meng Yi’s guess about ‘weapons’.
Seeing this, Luo Ji smiled bitterly and scratched his wet hair, his mature face slightly distorted.
"It seems I have no other choice."
"Forget it, Brother Bai is right, either move forward or die! I'm afraid of him!"
Meng Yi didn't care about the 'Sir' title given to the 'Weapon' girl, nor did he delve into Luo Ji's complex psychological changes. He spread his arms and said with a smile, "Okay, welcome."
…
The three "cute newcomers" who chose the dungeon reached a consensus.
The three of them came to the door filled with heavy furniture.
The girl numbered AR-26710 took the lead and quickly moved the furniture that was blocking the way.
Meng Yi and Luo Ji couldn't help but feel ashamed at the power erupted from their thin and slender bodies, and could only look at each other and smile awkwardly.
Not long after, the girl cleared the roadblocks, opened the solid wood door covered with blood and cracks, and stood aside obediently, waiting for Meng Yi and Luo Ji to leave first, while paying careful attention to the surrounding situation.
‘Genetically modified body? AR-26710…’
Meng Yi secretly thought about the strange serial number that the girl just introduced herself to.
The mental detection field was opened, and along the path drawn in his mind, he led his two 'teammates' towards the underground train track. Raccoon City has gone through Resident Evil + Black Watch to eliminate dangerous infections, and water and power outages are the inevitable result.
So forget about taking the elevator and just take the stairs.
…
There were not many infected bodies remaining in this building, and the route Meng Yi chose was very safe. Along the way, there were more corpses that had mostly rotted due to the high temperature and became a breeding ground for mosquitoes.
The smell was so refreshing, Meng Yi missed the bottom of the hive city where he had lived for more than ten years, with simple folk customs and numerous talents.
Needless to say, it feels like a second hometown!
Meng Yi was used to this, and the girl who was used to seeing life and death was unfazed. Luo Ji knelt on the ground and vomited three times along the way.
"Brother Bai, little girl, don't you two feel sick?"
Luo Ji's face turned pale after vomiting, and he was suffering from high fever + vomiting. This social animal who was over thirty years old looked wilted.
"Where are you? Brother Luo, have you ever seen a corpse corroded by highly polluted acid, and then a group of people snatched it back and ate it?"
"Corpses in areas with high resource shortages are treasures. They are processed into "cadaver starch" with crude equipment, wrapped in a few pieces of highly radioactive and highly contaminated rotten meat, and deep-fried in ditches. The children next door will be so greedy that they cry. "
"Ugh~ vomit~!!!"
Meng Yi's unfailing examples made Luo Ji vomit, burst into tears, and vomit all the acidic water in his stomach.
"Stop! Stop talking! I'm afraid of you!"
Luo Ji stood up shakily, holding on to the wall, gritting his teeth and holding onto the table leg weapon he had picked up.
After what he saw and heard in a shocking way, as well as Meng Yi's vivid case, Luo Ji probably understood what the mentality change mentioned in "Evolutionary Paradise" actually meant.
‘Damn it, what kind of world can produce a ‘talent’ like Brother White Devil! ’
…
After walking more than 30 flights of stairs while 'travelling', Meng Yi commented with interest on the unlucky guy who died in all kinds of strange ways.
Luo Ji, who is so arrogant, has exhausted all his faults.
It wasn't until they reached the lobby area on the first floor that they couldn't avoid it, and the three of them encountered seven or eight scattered infected bodies.
Sensing the breath of a living person, the infected bodies wandering aimlessly turned their heads at the same time.
There is also a heavyweight player who is missing three of his legs, his head is hanging on his shoulders, his fingernails are broken, his hand joints are severely twisted, and he has to come here to "try something new" even when he digs at the floor.
"Amazing, such determination! Such perseverance!"
The playful Meng Yi stood in awe and gave a thumbs up to the crawling zombies.
Once interrupted, Luo Ji's nervousness that he had just mentioned was inexplicably lessened. Then he shook his head and cursed, "Stop being so fussy! They are coming! Shall we retreat to the stairs and deal with them one by one?"
"There's no need to go to such trouble."
Meng Yi lowered his outstretched right thumb, raised his index finger slightly, and the mental network that controlled his thinking logic spread quietly.
‘Bang! ’
‘Bang! ’
‘Bang! ’
The little girl who kept silent along the way rushed into the zombies with the removed table legs, and quickly and accurately shot the heads one by one. The exploded brains did not contaminate her in the slightest. Her movements were elegant and unrestrained to the extreme, leaving only 'shots' all over the place. The crazy zombies fell to pieces.
Luo Ji was so shocked that he opened his mouth numbly, and after holding it in for a long time, he said the most unpretentious compliment from the East: "Awesome!"
Meng Yi's face was gloomy, and his heart was bleeding. His zombie tool died before it could take off, and was actually killed by friendly forces!
"Sir, did I...did I do something wrong?"
The girl who was ruthless and didn't talk much raised the table leg stained with red and white stuff and said weakly while shrinking her neck.
Literary man Meng Yi's blood pressure suddenly rose.
"...You did a good job. Don't take action without my order next time."
"Yes! Promise to complete the mission!"
The girl instinctively wanted to raise her hands to salute, but found that her right hand was holding the "murder weapon involved", so she had no choice but to leave it alone.
(End of chapter)