MTL - Evolved From Polluting the World-Chapter 17 no one survived

Wansha Industrial Park used to be the urban heart of Zhidong City, and has made outstanding achievements in technology, electronics, Internet and other aspects.

But as time went by, one policy after another was implemented, and the focus of the city's development shifted to Zhongshan District, where the Zhanbai River meets Haikou.

Gradually, this place fell away, and now it looks old and withered.

So, Qiao Xun climbed over the wall, and as soon as he looked around, he saw rusted steel racks randomly placed everywhere.

The clusters of buildings are covered with moss, and the water marks make the walls look like graffiti from war.

The roadside is full of discarded appliances that have been corroded by time, and there are many cars with only an empty shell left.

In Qiao Xun's opinion, this kind of place is the most suitable for urban guerrilla warfare.

Because of his physique, no matter how fast he runs or how much energy he consumes, his heart rate and body temperature are always at a low level, and the metabolism of the body seems to have undergone extreme changes with the realization of the talent of "amphibians". big change.

Qiao Xun hid in a flour processing factory. The roof of the factory has several holes due to corrosion, resulting in wet marks everywhere in the factory, and the feeling of dampness is very strong.

He stopped at the end of an assembly line, behind a large separator. The parts inside the separator were basically dismantled, leaving only the heavy iron shell.

Qiao Xun hid in the iron shell. The iron shell is connected on three sides, so there is no way out.

He quickly reduced his breathing rate to a minimum, adjusted his body temperature to the environment, and then pricked up his ears to listen carefully to nearby sounds.

Kacha-

The sound of a plastic pipe that has been exposed to the sun for a long time being stepped on.

呲呲—

This is the subtle sound of canvas shoes rubbing against the concrete floor.

Qiao Xun's hearing is so sensitive that he can almost tell what is emitting under what conditions by the frequency of the sound.

He remembered that the girl with vertical pupils was wearing canvas shoes.

This shows that she is already in this processing factory.

"Good brother, are you playing hide-and-seek with me? That's great, Hong used to like hide-and-seek the most."

The crunchy voice of Hongsheng rang out in the empty processing factory, causing echoes.

Strangely, the way she spoke, and even the way her voice was transmitted, was so unusual that Qiao Xun couldn't judge her position by "listening to the voice".

Qiao Xun clenched the compound bow tightly. This is his only weapon, although this kind of physical cold weapon is difficult to cause substantial damage to polluted creatures, but there is no other better choice. In a republic where guns are strictly controlled, hot weapons are hard to come by.

"Good brother, are you afraid of me? Why are you avoiding me? Does Hong look terrible?"

The red voice sounded in a completely uncertain position, unable to judge the distance, unable to judge the direction, and Qiao Xun's psychological pressure was increasing.

This kind of danger is approaching, and the feeling that it cannot be solved effectively is the most uncomfortable feeling.

"When Hong was still studying, she was always the cutest and most popular girl in the class. But it's a pity that some people think I shouldn't be so pretty, so I can't see anything in my right eye anymore. Later... Later, What happened after that? I'll think about it."

The sound stopped abruptly, the processing factory was unusually quiet, and the rainwater accumulated on the roof dripped down little by little.

ticking—

ticking—

It was urging something like the sound of a bell.

"Oh!"

The red voice suddenly sounded, making the whole space come alive.

Qiao Xun, who was hiding in the empty shell of the separator, trembled involuntarily.

"I remembered, I... killed them all, everyone, died."

After she said these words, Qiao Xun's head suddenly sank, and then a black halo appeared in front of him for a moment, like the feeling of standing up suddenly after squatting for a long time with low blood sugar.

Screams rang in his ears.

"Ah! No!"

"I didn't bully you, I just watched! It's Zhang Wenjing, Zhang Wenjing! Li Man gave her that compass! Not me, not me!"

"Woo-woo-Yihong, don't, don't kill me... woo-woo-"

The sound of glass breaking, the sound of tables and chairs rubbing against the ground, the sound of fists hitting the door, the sound of kneeling and kowtowing, the sound of bleeding...

Sound... just sound, a picture of **** was constructed in Qiao Xun's mind.

"Yihong, don't kill the teacher! The teacher also has difficulties. Yihong! Don't! Ah—"

The fingernails slit his throat, and blood gushed out from the gaps between his fingers.

"Yihong, stop it! I have a debt and a debt! My family is very rich, so if you dare to kill me, there will be no good end! Don't, ah—"

The incontinent body leaked a pale yellow liquid, like a trickling stream.

Qiao Xun didn't see any color, only mixed voices filled his mind.

But these voices gave him unlimited imagination.

He could vaguely see:

In a closed classroom, desks and chairs were swayed, books and stationery were in a mess, teachers and students were huddled in the corner, shivering, and the scarlet girl smiled silently and said nothing.

The blood and the setting sun outside the window stained the entire classroom red, and the broken clothes were painted on the walls, tables and chairs, the floor, and the blackboard like various colors of paint.

A picture of **** unfolded in Qiao Xun's mind.

The girl wandered from classroom to classroom, spreading panic and death.

Frightened cries and miserable cries echoed in the night for a long time. Not a single place is not dyed red.

Until everything was quiet, there was no sound in the school.

The girl stood at the school gate, looked at her alma mater, and smiled with relief.

Qiao Xun's eyes were blurred, and he vaguely saw the girl waving to him. She turned her back to the setting sun, and the warm light overflowed from her hair.

He raised his hand absentmindedly, wanting to touch the girl in front of him.

But at this moment, his heart rate soared wildly.

40…80…120…160…200…

After reaching a certain limit, UU reading www.uukanshu. com instantly dropped to 25. The long golden steps appeared in his mind, and the great and vast will stared at him.

Qiao Xun suddenly woke up.

Immediately, he saw a raised eye in front of him.

The erected eyes reflected the picture of **** he had just drawn in his mind. Hourglass-like quicksand surrounds the drawings, glowing slightly red.

In some senses, red represents danger.

Qiao Xun looked at the girl Hong in front of him with indifference, holding up a compound bow is an arrow.

Because it was too close, the arrow hit the girl's red brow, and the enhanced version's power directly penetrated her head at such a close distance.

The girl looked at Qiao Xun with an incredulous look on her face. One of her horizontal eyes and one of her vertical eyes expressed different emotions, one in shock and one in excitement.

Her vitality was rapidly draining, but there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth. she asked:

"Do you like that painting?"

"I can't refute your revenge, but more people are innocent."

"Brother," she called Qiao Xun directly, "under the tide of evolution, no one is innocent."

Qiao Xun looked at her coldly,

"You are the same."

The girl Hong was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"Brother, look forward to the next meeting."

After speaking, her body fell straight down.

silently,

died.

"Next time..." Qiao Xun murmured.

Are you still dead?

After Qiao Xun frowned slightly, he didn't intend to waste his mind thinking about things he didn't know at all.

He squatted in front of Girl Hong's corpse, stuck out a finger, and tapped the hole between her eyebrows.

Phagocytosis and digestion.