Apocalypse: I Have a Super Farm

Suddenly seeing someone from the umbrella company appear in the news, Li Tianran was somewhat surprised.

For Li Tianran at this time, he can ignore other drug trafficking families and warlords who use harsh methods to create evolutionaries, because the evolutionaries created by these people will not have any conflict with Li Tianran in a short time.

But umbrella companies are different.

Li Tianran believes that once the umbrella company creates a strong team of evolving players, Li Tianran must be among the targets of their swordsmanship, and it is even possible that the first one is Li Tianran!

After several fights, the umbrella company suffered a big loss in Li Tianran's hands. If they did not retaliate, a three-year-old would not believe it!

Li Tianran can ignore anyone else for the time being, but for the umbrella company, that can't be let go.

No matter who the grievances between them originated from, both sides can no longer look back at this point in the matter. The only thing they can do is send each other into **** with red eyes!

"Now I'm in the dark, the umbrella company is bright... and the farm is developing steadily. I also have a large number of warriors that can be mobilized at will. It's time to completely solve this matter." Li Tianran's eyes flashed with killing intent.

He no longer wants to give the umbrella company time to continue to increase its strength. The longer the time, the more changes may occur.

He wants to solve this matter perfectly before Yan Huang is completely messed up!

"Ding Lu, come here..." Li Tianran opened the window and shouted to Ding Lu, who was busy in the barn.

...

Ancient India, Umbrella Corporation uses radiation toxins to create evolutionary "concentration camps".

The huge cold warehouse is separated by simple iron sheets. Each cubicle contains a heavy iron chair. The armrests of the iron chair are covered with blood stains and traces of fingernails.

The blood penetrated into the gap of the iron chair, forming a dry black blood scab.

These iron chairs are like interrogation chairs used by military and police to interrogate mortals. They are confined by heavy chains and iron rings. Even if they struggle hard, they cannot break away from this solid cage.

The dark-skinned civilians sat on the iron chairs with panic or confused expressions. The staff in the compartments wearing thick protective clothing were allowed to put heavy weights on their hands and legs. shackles.

The staff randomly took out an injection from the foam incubator next to it, and the needle squeezed out some dim liquid, expelling all the air.

"Excuse me... what kind of medicine is this? What kind of disease is it used to cure? (Ancient Hindi

A middle-aged man looked at the color of the injection in the hands of the staff, and suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart. He always felt that the color of the drug was familiar, very similar to...the melted water in the river outside the town.

The mercenary serving as a temporary worker gave him a blank expression, and then said indifferently: "Plague."

"Plague? But I haven't heard that there is a plague epidemic in the world now..." the middle-aged man said very quickly.

The staff just glanced at him indifferently, and then stopped answering his questions, but mechanically picked up the syringe to pierce his vein.

"No, no! I'm not doing human experiments! I don't need the food and water you gave me... Let me go, let me go..." The man suddenly felt a great fear pressing on him, making his heart crazy Jump, all the hairs on his body stand up.

This is a biological instinct for danger, but most humans have slowly faded this ability during years of evolution, and only a few people have this kind of alertness.

This middle-aged man, he always feels that after these dim liquids are injected into his body, terrible things will happen!

Damn it!

Damn it!

A huge collision sounded, and the middle-aged man struggled desperately, but he still couldn't break free from the shackles of the chains.

The staff looked coldly and injected the dim liquid into the blood vessels of the middle-aged man's arm.

"Uh..." The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed. There were countless small cyan blood vessels bursting up on his face, and his eyes were covered with blood almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His limbs were stretched straight, twitching frantically, and **** saliva continued to flow between his clenched teeth.

The staff on the side looked at the man's reaction extremely solemnly, holding a sharp dagger in his hand, and the blood tank was full of dry black blood.

Obviously, more than dozens of "experimental subjects" have died under this knife...

There were constant grunts and painful screams in the surrounding compartments.

The man's muscles were constantly squirming, and it looked as if he was tearing and reorganizing. At the same time, his eyes became distracted, and a breath called "death" gradually enveloped him.

"..." The staff's tense muscles slowly relaxed.

Nearly a hundred people have injected this medicine through his hand. Once this happens, the death of this subject is doomed.

He turned around to get the walkie-talkie, and said softly, "In booth 089, send another experimental subject in."

A response soon came from the intercom.

He turned his head, opened the heavy chain on the iron chair with the key, and prepared to drag the corpse out.

In the past few days, he has repeatedly done this kind of action countless times, and his heart has long been numb as he watched the lives disappearing in his own hands.

The performance of this subject is not bad, at least it did not mutate like some subjects. In the end, he had to stab the dagger into the opponent's brain, making the compartment bloody...

The Umbrella Company has been conducting "drug experiments" in this fringe city for seven days. At least tens of thousands of people have been involved in this tragic "God Creation Project", but among these experimental subjects, only those who survived in the end A person.

He did not die because of the radiation toxins, nor did he have any physical mutations. He possessed great power and became a super human.

That night, the experimental body was urgently transported back to Yanhuang.

One in ten thousand chance!

The staff has also calculated that according to this probability, I am afraid that the entire city will eventually be able to produce only two or three super humans.

At this time ~www.readwn.com~ some of the surviving people in this city seemed to be afraid of the "drug experiment". In the past two days, many fewer people took the initiative to participate in the experiment.

It seems that it will not be long before the team should be dispatched to violently arrest the experimental subjects...

Thinking of this, the staff moved the body down.

But he immediately noticed something was wrong.

This corpse is very heavy, at least two to three times heavier than an ordinary corpse!

And most importantly, he felt that the corpse was moving.

He suddenly raised his head.

What he saw was a pair of blazing white eyes filled with small blue light spots, like an endless starry sky.

"Great Brahma..." The mercenary muttered to himself as if he had lost all his ability to think.

The electrical equipment in the entire warehouse caused a huge disturbance at this moment, and a blue fire appeared...