Chapter 991

Poof.

One by one, shining silk threads suddenly burst out of the chariot in the closed treatment room. They tore up the sick clothes of the old man and began to wind around him. The medical staff and the observers who found this were shocked and whispered at the same time. The former began to prepare biochemical clothes and was ready to go in and observe what the abnormal situation was, However, the latter began to dial the numbers in the communication array and quickly informed the upper level.

"Is this... Silk thread made of flesh and energy? It's wrapped in chariots! "

"Life activity is greatly improving. My God, isn't it a disease? Is it really evolution?"

"Come on, let the elder know!"

Soon, including the isolated members of the original chariot team, many acquaintances of the chariot came to the chariot that had turned into a cocoon, biting their lips. In recent days, the dizzy iron wall stretched out her hand to touch the bright and holy cocoon of energy, but it seemed that she was afraid of disturbing the evolution of the chariot, so she withdrew her hand.

"Come on, Captain, if this is an evolution, we must survive it!"

In her heart, she secretly cheered for the chariot and clenched her fist. Her eyes were full of tension and expectation.

However, no one noticed that invisible threads were spreading in the atmosphere, just like the tentacles of hunting, hungry and aiming at them.

——Sublimation requires energy.

Perhaps, the individual with special qualifications can complete the physical transformation and become a new super life infant without extra energy and excellent adaptability... But most of the life, without special qualifications, needs huge energy to completely change the nature of their life.

And the most primitive way for organisms to get energy is to eat. If we can't absorb enough energy in a certain period of time, even if the evolution is completed, we will be engulfed by the violent body, and turn into a skeleton without soul.

As for the source of food... Isn't that what we're seeing? There are also some individuals who are evolving as well as themselves... All of them have been devoured, and they don't need companions.

The sharp and transparent silk tentacles full of decomposition fluid dart out and shoot at the person nearest to the cocoon, that is, the woman in white who is praying with her eyes closed. Even if the other person's name is "iron wall", she can generate an extraordinary shield capable of resisting all attacks, as long as she is not defensive and has no ability to use it, In this instant, I will die.

No one has time to respond, and no one will be so alert. In the face of old partners, old superiors, old friends, even if they have some doubts and don't understand, no individual who will arrive here at the first time will feel dark hostility.

Therefore, the silk thread runs through the shoulder of the iron wall.

And then... That's it.

It's frozen here.

"Team... Captain?"

I can't feel the pain. I can only see a silver silk thread linking to my body from the cocoon. But even so, Tiebi didn't care about himself for the first time. Instead, he exclaimed and worried about the old man's change: "what's the matter with you?"?! This silver thread... "

But soon, the iron wall and others on guard found that the silver light was not the light of the cocoon itself... But another kind of light overflowing from somewhere inside the cocoon.

It's a hand.

A plain glove.

In the cocoon.

Hazy chariot, suddenly awakened, he clenched his right hand, where there is a glove, a glove inlaid with silver gems.

Before the God of steel left, he left a glove named "inheritance" for all the superpowers in the world.

On top of the gloves, the silver jewel gives off light. In the distance, the giant god who has sensed something sends a message and begins to wrestle with the source of all the pestilence in another way, which restrains the extreme biology of its possession and interrupts the process called "death of rebirth".

And this conflict awakens the chariot's original self will.

Inside the cocoon, the old man's dim eyes suddenly brightened.

"Ah ah... Are those really my ideas?"

From his own perspective and heart, he can experience his own change and indifference. The old man shivers and examines his own change. He is impatient and indifferent. In the face of all gentleness and kindness, he feels his own heartlessness. He despises the unnecessary feelings between people in his heart... His fear is not fear of change, It's the fear that one's heart is so fragile, so easily distorted, and regarded as one's own thoughts.The silver silk thread was drawn out slowly, and a string of blood appeared on the shoulder of the iron wall. Several capable people rushed forward immediately, and used their own atmospheric ability to isolate the air interaction between the chariot and other people in the room. Among them, the iron wall attacked by the chariot was also vaguely isolated, and they could hear the voice of calling soul puppets and attacking capable people. Facing the chariot with obvious changes, Everyone's on high alert.

At this time, the silver cocoon began to move slowly, which immediately aroused more discussion. Several medical professionals and observers began to quarrel fiercely about whether they needed to continue treatment or to annihilate on the spot. But without waiting for an answer, the silver cocoon began to separate and open, Reveal the real situation inside the cocoon.

"Oh..."

"Here, what's this?"

"Er... Er. This... "

You can see that in the seemingly holy cocoon, what appears is the body of the chariot that has been dissolved from the chest and abdomen, and half of it has been dissolved. The wrinkled and scarred body of the old man is gradually becoming shriveled, while in the dissolved part, there are new blood and flesh in the breeding, and greedily devouring the body of the old man, Turn it into your own nutrition.

However, the old man's body and his own super ability can't complete this transformation, so he wants to devour, to devour more... He feels that he can succeed. Compared with most of his peers who can't succeed even if they absorb nutrients, he feels lucky enough that he is the one chosen by nature, with a one in 100 billion chance, It can successfully evolve into an unprecedented powerful individual!

However, it heard, and made a tired and determined voice.

"Kill me."

The old man said so, the chariot's face is full of calm: "quick, kill me, or you will die."

He once tangled, but now calm, he once wavered, but now determined, the old man's tone with an irresistible command tone: "I have been eroded, now just temporarily awake, now don't kill me, I..."

Poof.

The wriggling new flesh and blood suddenly leaped up and devoured part of the old man's flesh and blood, but this did not stop the chariot from speaking. He just tone a little meal, and then with regret with a little sad eyes around. He saw his former team member, who was in panic and worry, trying to rush forward to attack the new-born iron wall. He could hear the sound of a wheelchair in the distance. It was another old man who was coming quickly.

He wants to say goodbye, but time is running out. The message from the God of steel can only tell him part of the truth and make him sober for a while... In a word, this is probably the moment for the chariot man to be a chariot at last, so he wants to die in his own identity.

"I'm a special case. I haven't infected other individuals yet. Extreme virus is a selfish virus. Only when the first boarder doesn't meet the requirements can it infect on a large scale. Only if there is a little possibility of successful evolution, it won't allow other evolutionary individuals to emerge. So, don't isolate those who are afraid that they are just sick in the rain, absolutely, absolutely don't fear your brothers and sisters, and absolutely don't separate us from each other again, and turn us back into beasts. "

The old man forcibly suppressed his instinctive defense idea. Little by little, he withdrew the instinctive self defense of the super life body, closed the magic shield, closed the etheric position, closed his speeding regeneration, closed the shelter of the six elements, the chariot was smiling peacefully, he lovingly looked at the iron wall with tears in front of him, and he had no defense, The evolving body is revealed to all.

"Super power, and super power, isn't it a kind of pestilence with benefits that can infect and replicate itself? Thousands of years ago, the pieces of steel in Siberia fell, making our ancestors Superman and suffering from a disease called "being different". They and we both think of themselves as superpowers, not siboyas, so our ancestors are isolated from siboyas and become the beasts of self supremacy. "

Facing the superpower who has begun to accumulate ability and prepare to attack, the old man is not afraid at all. He is not afraid to die. Similarly, he is not afraid of hunger and everything that instinct fears. Now, he finally understands the true meaning of wisdom, which is not a tool to satisfy desire, but a tool to overcome and control desire, That's the difference between being human and not being an animal!

At this moment, he finally understood what happened to the former Siberian civilization.

When the plague called super power spreads on the ordinary continent, and when there are more and more self righteous beasts, the civilization of wisdom will collapse.

——We... It took us two reincarnations to smooth out the pain... We sacrificed the former Siberian civilization, who killed all the beasts. Fatlovi's tombstone is there... He is watching us, so we must not, must not become beasts inferior to that kind of tyrant!"- more important than the continuation of blood is the continuation of spirit!"

"- I'd rather die than live in a muddle!"

At this time, the army commander who finally arrived, an old man in a wheelchair, came to the door of the ward. He heard what the chariot had said before. The old man, who had been fighting with the chariot for many years, together faced the siege of the soul puppet and the barren land, wanted to shed tears, but there were no tears in his withered tear sac, so he could only hear, The top government official, who came as fast as he could, ordered in a shriveled but determined voice: "attack!"

"Let the chariot rest in peace - don't leave a trace - destroy him completely!"

The one who got the command and was finally able to attack roared. I don't know whether it was fear or sadness. He poured the accumulated flame and thunder on the once glorious cocoon. He could hear the sound of burning blood and flesh... The incomparable pain attacked the old man's biological instinct, but he still forcibly turned off all the defense skills of his physical instinct, Let these for him originally can only be regarded as food thunder and fire, little by little to eliminate themselves.

In the fire, the chariot was out of sight and hearing. His eyes had been burned and his eardrum no longer existed. Therefore, he could not see the painful expression of wrinkles folded by the commander of the army, nor could he hear the sad calls of other backs and friends. At the last moment, the old man was very calm. He just laughed, using the vocal cords that had not been burned for the time being and could still vibrate, Intermittently, say the last few paragraphs.

"Trust, cooperate, share, resist disasters and enemies together... Keep courage and hope in mind, look ahead and high up, even if we lose our lives, we can't forget these principles."

"That's what I've been dreaming of, which belongs to the xiboya people..."

……

The world of stars.

Joshua, who had arrived at the front line, suddenly sighed.

[question: why sigh, Radcliffe, is the external situation critical

"No... it's just that it witnessed the end of a life and the transmission of a spirit."

The soldier squinted and looked at the dark stars in the distance: "maybe that's the difference... Desire and wisdom, beast and civilization."

"And not chaos, but the difference between chaos and order."