Chapter 120 - Competition

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! "

A one-armed man was huddled at the foot of the bed, shivering and trying to get under the bed. However, two able-bodied male nurses pulled him out and forced him to pull up by the sleeves so that the doctor could inject a sedative into his hand.

The man gradually quieted down, but he was still lying on the bed, constantly saying the words "don't kill me". If he were here, he would recognize this lunatic as a man who was not a footman.

In a completely dark room, a huge light screen displayed the image of the ward where the couple stayed. On the left side of the screen, there were five small screens that reflected the images from different angles. Under each light screen, there were different data pulsing. Each line of data represented the physical condition of the person who was crossing the border.

In front of the huge screen stood a man.

The man wore a neat military uniform with a golden phoenix emblem on his chest. He was no longer young, and his silver hair showed his age from the other side. However, even though he was already seventy years old, the light in his eyes was not any less than that of the young man. In fact, it was even a few times sharper than that of the young man.

Suddenly, a rectangular light appeared in the dark room. In the light, George came in. When the rectangular alloy door closed, the room was dark again, only the screen in front was still lit.

George walked up behind him and looked at the man respectfully.

His name was Morgan, and he was a general in Phoenix. General Morgan was the founder of Phoenix City. Even though Phoenix City had an additional board of directors, other than the military, General Morgan was still the supreme ruler of Phoenix City. His iron-blooded attitude caused even the mediocre merchants on the board to have to look at him and talk.

"Still no news of the werewolves?"

George lowered his head, faced with the general's question, and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, General Morgan. The new life form of the Finry Wolf seems to have left Maureen, and we've made a blanket search, but we've found nothing. "

The general suddenly sighed.

"Must find it, George. It's important to us. "

George nodded: "We will do our best, General."

To Phoenix City, werewolves were very important subjects for research, just as General Morgan had said.

The day after the catastrophe, the genes of all living things on earth underwent a world-shaking change. All the time, the creatures were evolving. However, the fundamental change in the life forms of werewolves was an extremely rare example.

After solving the most basic problem of warmth, hunger, and survival, the slowly developing headquarter city began to pay attention to the study of life genes. Of course, the most typical one in this field was the Dark Council, which was far ahead of other cities in genetic research. The research of Phoenix City began twenty years ago, but because of the limitation of resources, the research has been very long and rarely has been successful.

As everyone knew, in the turbulent times, whoever grasped the secret of gene evolution would become the overlord of the earth. The Dark Council had already used iron-like proof to prove this point. The genetic techniques leading to the advancement of other cities allowed for the production of low-level Adepts in the Dark Council's Blood Knights. Of course, a Seventh Order and above ability couldn't be promoted by potions, but it was better than being able to produce a large number of Adepts of the Fifth Order and below, allowing the Dark Council to hold its position as one of the biggest powers on the continent.

In the records of the few large corporations and cities, only the mysterious organization Heroic Spirit Hall could contend with the Dark Council.

As for the Dark Council's strength, it was naturally due to the unceasing discovery of the mysteries of life in their gene research institute.

The reason General Morgan placed so much importance on the evolution of the Finry Wolf was also because the evolution would help Phoenix City make a qualitative breakthrough in its genetic research. At the moment, when the evolved body had not yet been discovered, Bian Tou, who had a positive combat record with the evolved body and had survived, was an important target for scientists in Phoenix City to profile the evolved body's data.

At the end of the day, humans and mutated beasts were outside of the competition to survive. The competition between humans was unavoidable. This was true for Phoenix City, but it was also true for the new and fledgling city of Remt.

Unfortunately, no matter how one looked at it, the already crazy footman couldn't possibly provide any more data.

General Morgan shook his head and left the room. After the general had left, the lights came on and George watched the crossing through the light screen with his hands behind his back. Then he gave the general an order.

"Throw this piece of trash out of the city." George said into the communicator.

This was a realistic and cruel era. Since crossing a border for one husband was not of any use, Phoenix City would naturally not provide him with any means of survival. So half an hour later, an SUV drove out of Phoenix and kicked the biker out of the car as if it were rubbish in the bleak wilderness. Watching the footman rolling and rolling on the ground, the soldiers of Phoenix City drove back to Phoenix City indifferently.

However, after the Phoenix City soldiers left the area, the people who were rolling on the ground slowly stood up. He coldly looked in the direction of Phoenix City and grabbed onto his only coarse hemp cloak before walking in the direction of the city.

At this moment, the ferryman's face was filled with perseverance. He no longer had the appearance of a madman.

In fact, his madness was an act. But to fool a doctor and his instruments, it would be insane. He had no choice but to do this. From the moment he was rescued by George and sent straight to the military command post, he had already guessed the thoughts of Phoenix City.

If he didn't pretend to be mad, then he had to stay in the command post. Even if Phoenix City found the werewolf, due to the principle of keeping the secret information secret, they would still secretly kill him in the end. So he pretended to go crazy from shock just to make Phoenix City take the initiative to abandon him.

Just like now, throwing him out of the city like a piece of trash. Right now, while crossing the border, he could only leave before Phoenix City realized what was happening. He didn't want to go back to Maureen. God knows if the werewolf was still in the city. But unless he wanted to cross Death Ridge, Morin City was his only resting place.

In times of turmoil, everyone had to rack their brains for survival. Although it was a smooth journey out of Phoenix City, it was not easy to survive in Morin City, especially when the Japanese swordsman was missing a hand and he was completely unharmed.

But just like many people, sometimes, you don't have many choices!