After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain

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After Lu Yan signed the order, the butcher's smile became more friendly.

My esteemed guest, you can rest assured. After a week, you will definitely be able to eat your favorite pork.

If it wasn't for the butcher's mouth dripping from the corners of his mouth when he sent Lu Yan away, this scene should be very harmonious and friendly.

The system \u002659737;\u00268204; lied to him.

Although a pork stamp was branded on the back of his hand, Lu Yan did walk out of the pork alley intact.

Because there was a layer of fish scales between the soldering iron and the back of his hand, Lu Yan even felt too much pain, so he completed the signing ceremony.

He put on gloves to cover the marks on the back of his hands.

It was still raining when I came out of the alley. Lu Yan looked back, the alley was still dilapidated, but no longer gloomy. At a glance, you can see across the road, and there is even a tattered trash can at the entrance of the alley.

Lu Yan said that he didn't need to arrange housing for him, but the staff in X City kindly gave him a set, which was near the hospital where he worked. No matter the decoration or layout, it is very close to his home in K city.

In fact, Lu Yan didn't know much about the arrogant style of the prevention and control center, which likes to give away employees' houses. I guess it is also a kind of employee welfare.

system road,

Lu Yan washed his hands, took out the disinfectant he bought at the pharmacy from his pocket, and took out a fruit knife.

A fruit knife is not as sharp as a scalpel, but it is barely usable.

He cut off the human vellum stuck to the back of his hand.

The tattoos on the human skin have become blurred, and the new pork stamp has destroyed the original beauty.

The system thinks,

...

...

a week later.

X City, Pollution Disease Prevention and Control Center.

Lu Yan waited for the scales on his arms to slowly close, and glanced at the data on the detection table.

Lesion degree: 83.7.

He said to Zong Yan, This is the last treatment, and I have already booked a flight back to K City.

After speaking, Lu Yan signed his name on 07's treatment record sheet.

07 leaned over and glanced curiously.

This file is his medical record, from decades ago to the present.

The name written at the beginning was Zong Yan, but later, for convenience, it has been written as 07.

However, Lu Yan wrote his name.

Doctor, 07 gave him a gentle smile, Thank you, you can call me 07 in the future. The name Zong Yan is too unfamiliar to me.

Because of his career, Lu Yan felt that it would be an unlucky thing to meet him.

But he still nodded: I hope that when we meet next time, we'll be teammates.

Lu Yan returned to the staff dormitory and started packing.

Director Ma knew that he had booked a flight for the evening, and hurried over: Lu \u002658497;\u00268204;sheng, are you leaving today? Do you want to rest for \u002657608;\u00268204; days? At least let us prepare a farewell dinner.

Lu Yan shook his head: \u002659737;\u00268204; Necessary.

He mainly dislikes the chef's skills here.

Director Ma knew that he \u002659513;\u00268204; was straightforward, and \u002659861;\u00268204; was no longer discouraged. Arrange staff to send Lu Yan to the airport.

It was 10 o'clock in the evening when he left City X. After taking a nap on the plane, it was 1:00 am when we arrived in K City.

As soon as I got off the plane, my phone showed several missed calls.

Lu Yan flipped through the call log, clicked on Tang Xun'an's phone number, and dialed it back.

The other party's call was connected quickly.

Lu Yan, Tang Xun settled down, I heard that 07 has completed the treatment. Is he okay?

Tang Xun'an was much luckier than 07. After only three years in the institute, he joined the Special Operations Department and started fighting fires around the world.

The meeting at Luochuan Botanical Garden was actually his first official contact with 07.

The state of 07 at that time seemed abnormal. He later asked the research institute, and the other party said that 07 had a slight autistic tendency and was more resistant to communicating with the outside world.

We are professionals and we know 07 better than you.

At that time, the researcher repeatedly assured him that there was a problem with 07\u002659737;\u00268204;.

Lu Yan replied: The severity of the disease has dropped. \u002659737;\u00268204;There are signs of attack\u002659513;\u00268204;, it should be fine.

Okay, what about you?

Lu Yan reacted for a few seconds.

He doesn't like talking very much, or Lu Yan is not very good at \u002661433;\u00268204;communication for the purpose of exchanging feelings.

During vacation, Lu Yan likes to stay at home alone, read books, shoot arrows, cook, and \u002658147;\u00268204;clean. Not saying a word for a whole day is not uncommon.

He can't even surf the internet on his phone.

Lu Yan remembered the system's entrustment and said, I'm fine, I'll go to Yanjing in a few days.

Tang Xun'an was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head where Lu Yan couldn't see, and replied, Okay.

howl

Tian was lying beside him \u002658361;\u00268204; and covered his dog's mouth with his paws.

It is afraid that it can't help but call out \u002660579;\u00268204;, causing unnecessary misunderstanding.

Tang Xun'an likes to grab things unconsciously when he is nervous, and the hair on his back is about to be bald.

Lu Yan put away the phone and asked, Isn't it?

system:

x city. Pollution Disease Control Center.

07's researcher \u002658147;\u00268204; yawned, got into the front row of the truck, and complained to the driver on the side: Finally \u002660526;\u00268204; to go back. For more than half a month, I've been in X city to get moldy. .

Because he was still thinking about the experiment in Yanjing, the researcher immediately chose to return to the research institute after learning that 07 had been treated.

Armed transport vehicles disguised as ordinary vans. 07 was locked in the life capsule and then loaded into the cargo hold.

In the past, this \u002660162;\u00268204;experiment\u002659962;\u00268204; was always transported by this \u002658706;\u00268204;.

In the experiments \u002659962;\u00268204; produced by the First Research Institute, the threshold of spiritual power is not low. This \u002658361;\u00268204; is a human weapon, and the transport team does not have to consider safety issues at all.

The truck passed the high-speed toll station, because it was late, and the researcher was \u002660162;\u00268204; drowsy.

He is not an apocalypse, Ben \u002658361;\u00268204; has limited energy and soon fell asleep.

But the next moment, the researcher was awakened from his sleep by a violent shaking.

The \u002659374;\u00268204; truck that was driving at high speed braked suddenly, his head hit the windshield, and there was a burst of white light in front of him.

What's going on? the researcher asked.

The driver's face became particularly ugly: There are pollutants.

The pig's head butcher's triangle hook digged deeply into the rear wheel of the truck, and Qiangbo stopped the car.

It grinned, and one person pulled up a multi-ton truck and walked to the side of the road.

The researcher glanced, and on the detector, the pollutant pollution value in front of him was as high as 7000!

The cargo hold \u002658147;\u00268204; opened, and several well-trained Special Operations personnel held their guns in a burst of fire. However, this \u002660162;\u00268204; bullet can even only \u002658147;\u00268204; penetrate the skin.

The pain angered the butcher of the pig's head.

He waved the mace in his hand and smashed it towards the nearest Apocalypse. The reinforced rear compartment was suddenly smashed into pieces, billowing black smoke.

This \u002660162;\u00268204;spiritual power threshold of one\u002657608;\u00268204;thousands of the apocalypse has no power to fight back.

The pig head butcher couldn't help muttering: It's that simple?

It felt that even sending a snake tail butcher would not take \u002657608;\u00268204; minutes.

The driver stepped on the accelerator and hurriedly urged: Quick, quick \u002658147;\u00268204; open the life capsule and let 07 come out!

The researcher's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He went to the trunk under the cover of firepower. When he touched the combination lock of the life capsule, his hands were shaking, and he entered the wrong dynamic password several times in a row.

The pig-headed butcher walked with heavy steps, stepping on the ground, and the ground trembled slightly.

Okay\u002659737;\u00268204;?! To stop the pig head butcher, it was too much pressure for them.

In fact, if it wasn't for the pig's head butcher taking into account the boss's orders, he didn't want to do anything to the staff, they even had time to unblock 07.

The researcher entered the last digit of the password and hurriedly replied: Okay! Okay!

The hatch opened slowly, and in the life capsule, 07 had a layer of frost on his eyelashes. He closed his eyes and hung a heavy chain on his hand, as if he had fallen asleep.

The pig head butcher is also waiting for this time.

It squeezed into the trunk, and several Apocalypse were not its opponents at all, let alone just ordinary people's researchers.

The researcher looked horrified, \u002659374;\u00268204; shouted: 07! 07!

But 07 did not respond.

The pig's butcher's hand grabbed the researcher's head and lifted him up, as if throwing garbage to the side.

This ordinary person was bleeding profusely, and the broken bones all pierced through his knees and pierced out.

Yes, this is the meat pig this time.

The pig head butcher took out a dirty sack from his apron, put 07 in the bag, carried him, \u002659374;\u00268204;swing\u002659374;\u00268204;swing\u002661433;\u00268204; away.

Luochuan Botanical Garden is located in P city, at least 700 kilometers away from X city.

The pig-headed butcher carried the pig, and walked on the mountain road with brisk steps. He was full of doubts in his heart: Could it be that the pay is so high this time because of the long delivery distance?

At this moment, it felt that the cargo on its shoulders seemed to wake up and moved \u002657608;\u00268204;.

Live pigs are trouble.

pig butcher gone

For a long time, until the sky was bright. From X City to Luochuan Botanical Garden.

The most '59374;' 8204; pollutants here have been cleaned up, but there are still many pollutants gathered again, but the territory is much smaller.

The employer only said to send things to Luochuan Botanical Garden, but the Botanical Garden is very \u002659374;\u00268204;. The pig head butcher went all the way to the deepest part, and saw Lu Yan.

The surrounding temperature was getting higher and higher, and the pig head butcher couldn't help but stop and wipe his sweat: Did I exercise for too long, why is it so hot?

It is a pollutant, a high-level pollutant whose pollution value is so high that it can directly pollute ordinary people. I have long since left the point where I would feel hot because of the \u002659798;\u00268204; temperature.

\u002659374;\u00268204; It's really frustrating to deliver food in summer and encounter customers running orders.

The butcher stopped and discovered that the source of the high temperature was actually the sack on his shoulder.

It vaguely felt that it was not good to have \u002660162;\u00268204;. Because as the temperature continues to rise, the thick fat layer of the butcher's epidermis has already exuded a grease-like burnt aroma.

It dropped the snakeskin sack.

In the next second, the flames rose into the air, and a repaired \u002661433;\u00268204; like Bai Yuyi's \u002658706;\u00268204; arm protruded from it.

The surrounding grass quickly browned and withered. The flames soared into the sky, burning the mountains and forests. In the raging fire, 07 stretched \u002658361;\u00268204;\u002659962;\u00268204; like a bird reborn from ashes.

It was still night, but half the sky was lit by flames.

At the headquarters of the prevention and treatment center in p city, a sharp alarm \u002660579;\u00268204; sounded at 6 am.

07 opened his eyes, there was a bright red blood inside.

A strong coercion came upon him.

The butcher had only felt this sense of oppression from his own boss \u002658361;\u00268204;.

You, you... The butcher couldn't help but take a few steps back, the hot air made it hard for him to breathe, So it's not a human?

It was before. 07 replied, But for the \u002659861;\u00268204; Apocalypse who have a very high degree of disease, they only need a very simple opportunity to become a pollutant.

Get close to the source of pollution, or overuse your talents.

A red bird landed on 07's shoulders. It and 07-1\u002658706;\u00268204;, all \u002658361;\u00268204; are blazing brightly,

The pig head butcher scolded \u002660579;\u00268204; secretly, and wanted to leave: I have delivered the things, and I \u002658497;\u00268204; left.

07 looked at him calmly: Stay.

I won't charge for this order. The pig head butcher clenched the butcher's knife in his hand.

07 thought for a moment and said, Sorry.

He couldn't leave the danger to Lu Yan.

07 The red bird on the shoulder emits a \u002660579;\u00268204;\u002661433;\u00268204; chant at this time.

The next second, the butcher was surrounded by a cloud of flames.

.

Bad karma \u002658361;\u00268204; is like fire, it is fire for karma.

The pig-headed butcher screamed in the flames, waving his mace, and smashed at 07!

07 stood in place \u002659737;\u00268204;moved, but the butcher just hit a flame.

This group of flames disintegrated and combined, and finally became the \u002658706;\u00268204; child of 07.

The pig-headed butcher was incompetent and furious, but the karmic fire suppressed it too strongly, and soon, it fell on the spot and lost all vitality.

In extremely rare cases, there will be secondary evolution of some pollutants. Because of the second evolution, this talent returned to his hands,

If the original talent is not transplanted, 07 may be able to evolve a stronger talent.

07 finally looked into the distance, where is the direction of K city.

The first 20 years of his life were Zong Yan. When he was 20 years old, he accidentally awakened to become an apocalypse. After receiving detailed popular science, he voluntarily became a volunteer of the research institute.

At that time, the institute was still \u002659737;\u00268204; completely closed, and volunteers did not need to be locked in a small room.

The blue thread on the road leads to the opening of the mountains and forests.

Everyone has the determination to burn themselves and fight their way out.

07 smiled self-deprecatingly: I'm sorry, doctor. I'm out.

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