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    Chapter 259 Secret Spy

    The surprise and ecstasy did not last long. After a few minutes, the excitement and impulsiveness could no longer be seen on Sullerton's smooth and shiny face, only silent admiration remained.

    ¡°You are not the only one who has entered the northern uranium mine¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡±

    Lin Xiang crossed his legs, continued to sip the palatable black tea in the cup, and said, "I will decide whether to give you a higher-level evolutionary potion based on the information you sent back and your actual performance. Level one is just the beginning. Level two is just the beginning.  Level, three poleseven evolutionary abilities up to level nine are not a problem."

    "Level 9?" The corners of Salerton's thick mouth suddenly twitched, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

    Although he couldn't leave Bloodstone City, he knew something about strengthening potions.  The medicines sold by the United Doctors Association to the outside world cannot exceed level five, which is equivalent to level two and a half of evolutionary power when converted according to the actual abilities obtained.  This kind of mutation produced by injection is not safe, and the success rate of transformation is generally 50%.  As for level nine.  .  .  .  .  .  Sallerton instinctively felt that Lin Xiang was deliberately making up a beautiful phantom that looked extremely tempting, but had no possibility of being realized.

    "You don't seem to understand what I said¡ª¡ª"

    Lin Xiang keenly caught the distrust and suspicion that flashed between his brows, and said calmly: "What you just injected was an evolution potion, and what the Doctors Association sells is a strengthening potion."

    The difference is just one word, but the actual effect is completely different.

    Before Salerton could speak, Lin Xiang had completely blocked the question he was about to blurt out: "You already know enough things. Instead of talking about a lot of nonsense that has no practical significance, it is better to come up with something as soon as possible.  Here¡¯s what¡¯s on the table. I¡¯ve always been clear about rewards and punishments¡ª¡ªHow about it, how does it feel to suddenly evolve from an ordinary person to a person with superpowers? Isn¡¯t it surprising and exciting at the same time? If you obey the orders honestly  , I will naturally give you more unexpected and generous rewards based on your performance. Ninth-level evolutionary abilities Haha"

    Lin Xiang opened the drawer again and took out several similarly packaged vacuum syringes.  The sunlight coming in from the window shines on the translucent plastic pipe wall, and a dark red sheen full of mystery suddenly emerges.  Looking at these cylindrical potions of varying degrees of light and darkness, Sarraton felt that his heartbeat was gradually accelerating, expanding wildly and uncontrollably.  There was an unabashed greed in his eyes, and his sticky white tongue flicked back and forth on both sides of his plump lips. Large drops of sweat seeped out of the coal-black skin on his forehead. Under the faint sunlight, it seemed as if a layer of sweat was following.  The oil that makes the body muscles tremble slightly.

    ¡°Your Excellency, I will seriously obey any orders you give¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡±

    He said this completely out of instinct.  Sallerton even had the urge to bend his knees, kneel down heavily in front of Lin Xiang, and prostrate himself in worship.

    There is no doubt that there is a person who can bestow himself with abilities and change his destiny.  .  .  .  .  .  That is God.

    Or, it is the incarnation of God.

    Lin Xiang did not speak, nor did he respond to Sarraton's respectful and sincere oath of allegiance.

    He knew very well that this cunning black man's IQ was not much lower than his own. The reason why he was able to succumb to him was entirely because of the evolutionary medicines that could transform the body.  No one can replace this advantage, because only you have the blood with special transformation ability.

    With food and water, millions of refugees in the wilderness can be controlled.

    The blood separated from the body can transform thousands of evolutionary superpowers.

    When the two overlap, mix, and knead each other.  .  .  .  .  .  The general framework of a pyramidal power structure composed of the most basic form from top to bottom can already be seen.  The person who firmly occupies the top of the tower and controls the life and death of all those who depend on him is Lin Xiang himself.

    There are many people like Salerton in the wasteland world.

    As long as you are alive and have much more power than them, and can grant more and more benefits to these low-level dependents, they will surrender without reservation and show loyalty that is unmatched by others.

    Sothbia will soon be completely annexed.  Next, it will be Ferdinand or other adjacent forces.

    In the old days, Lin Xiang never thought that one day he would become a hero that attracted much attention, and he never imagined that he could rise from an ordinary civilian to the leader of the most powerful ruling class.

    Time, environment, encounters.  .  .  .  .  .  It can completely change a person.  Just like a virus that parasitizes in the host's body, it forever erases the rawness and immaturity, turning impulsive young people intoA seasoned and steady conspirator.  All good qualities will be replaced by indifference and self-interest.  Of course, this does not mean that the gentleness and kindness in Lin Xiang disappear, they are just obscured by more important value measures.  Especially at both ends of the reality scale, the latter occupies an increasingly larger proportion than the former.

    This is a chaotic world and a disorderly wasteland.

    Reconstructing order, rebuilding cities and regions suitable for human habitation, and the power in your hands will become larger and larger as the number of dependent people increases.

    The appearance of Li Jiajun made Lin Xiang truly feel the crisis brought by the Red Republic Army.  Although he has no actual contact with Hidden Moon City for the time being, he has been able to sense the potential threat of this huge organization far to the northwest of the continent.

    The only thing Lin Xiang can do now is to work hard, crazily, and use any means to enhance his strength.  Even if the method is cruel and bloody, and the process is full of disgusting, dirty and despicable conspiracies, he will not consider the feelings of others or opponents at all, and will continue resolutely and decisively.

    He is no longer the simple and passionate soldier of the People's Republic of China in the old days.  There is no need for innocence and kindness in the wasteland world. Maybe there will still be a little precious conscience in the deepest part of the heart, but if you want to survive in this desolate land full of radiation, you must be more cruel and cold-blooded than others.  More savage

    The morning glow and the setting sun shine through from behind the thick radiation clouds, taking turns to scatter reddish light from the sky, smearing it into a faint golden color on the surface of the wilderness and ruins.  The day passes, and the night comes again, back and forth, monotonous and boring, year after year, day after day, without any change.

    Within Sosbia¡¯s sphere of influence, Wasteland is a city that is not too big, but is very important.

    This was originally a large logistics center in the old days.  Judging from the numbers marked on the map, it was only seventeen kilometers away from a huge ruin directly north of the city.  Highways and surrounding overpasses connect the wasteland city to the old ruins, forming a smooth and busy traffic network.  Looking down from the three-dimensional highway tens of meters above the ground, you can also see the crisscrossing railways as dense as a spider web.

    Like many settlements in the wasteland world, Wasteland City is also built on the basis of civilization left over from the old era.  The old buildings in the city have basically collapsed and collapsed, but the houses and towers built on the foundations are very strong.  However, compared with the civilian settlements made of other objects in the city, there are only more than 200 buildings and bungalows, which seems unique

    The wilderness in early summer has gradually returned to a faint green color.  The cold snow water that had been accumulated in the soil since winter has already melted and soaked the shallowly buried plant seeds, giving them new life.  However, radiation clouds block sunlight and temperature, preventing them from being released evenly across the land, resulting in uneven plant growth in the wilderness.  At first glance, it looks like a patch of mottled, moldy scales.

    A hill that is more than sixty meters above the ground, twisting and protruding in the west of Wasteland City.  There are very few trees on the mountain, and most of them are dry. Although green shoots have sprouted from the ends of the branches, it still makes people feel desolate.

    Standing on a rock protruding from the cliff, looking through the tactical telescope in his hand, Lin Xiang's smooth and jade-like face was reflected by the golden sun with a layer of light filled with wonder.

    The wasteland in front of you is indeed a city.

    "However, it is different from any settlement I have ever seen - except for a few buildings, the houses in the city maintain an extremely strange order and neatness.  Their structure is simple and practical. If time could be turned back to the old era before the outbreak of the war, the rectangular all-metal houses would be given a completely different name.

    Container.

    The main part of the wasteland city is like a sleeping giant crawling on the wilderness.  It stretches in all directions and stretches for tens of kilometers.  The city's surface is paved with a thick layer of cement. Light, heat, cold and acid rain have cracked the ground into countless cracks, among which from time to time you can see stubbornly erect plant blades.  Next to all of this, there are tens of thousands of metal containers stacked on top of each other, as well as huge lifting machinery whose surfaces are covered with rust stains and whose yellow and black paint layers have long since peeled off.

    The mutated creatures living in the ruins also need food, and delicious human flesh is unusually tempting to them.  Although it is very close to the ruins, Wasteland City has never been attacked by mutant creatures on a large scale. The river flowing from the north of the city firmly blocks danger and death outside the city. Two roads across the river  The bridge had been blown up early in the war. This artificial separation made Wasteland City a more prominent part of Sosbia's circle of influence. However, relying on the large number of old machinery in the city andWith a large amount of coal mined and transported from Bloodstone City, the wasteland has always maintained a far more sufficient power generation capacity than other cities.  The preliminarily purified light radiated water can fully meet the irrigation needs of the cultivated land around the city. Coupled with the convenient transportation network and relatively well-preserved mechanical facilities, this place has become one of the most important grain-producing areas under the control of the Luton family.

    If he had not appeared, would the Skeleton Knights and Sosbia still maintain the same semi-cooperative state as before?  It might not be more than a few years before the Lutons controlled the entire South.  As for Hidden Moon City.  .  .  .  .  .  Sooner or later, they will discover that the land contains abundant clean water. With Bergson's wisdom and ability, it is only a matter of time before he rises and becomes stronger.  .  .  .  .  .

    Putting down the telescope, the clear scenery in the distance suddenly turned into an existence as small as an ant.  Lin Xiang put away his thoughts, curled up the corners of his mouth, showed an inexplicable smile, and without looking back, ordered to the guard officer standing behind him: "Before sunset, capture this city¡ª¡ª"

    Li Yuhui was lying on his back on the large sofa, with his thick and well-developed limbs stretched out in different directions. His body, which was more than two meters tall, and his muscles full of toned strength made him look like a burly "big" character.  .

    The room is very large, with an area of ??at least more than 80 square meters, but there is not much furniture in it.  Apart from the leather sofa that was dented into a flat shape under his body, there was only a copper coffee table with a polished surface.  Judging from the exquisite craftsmanship and metal hollow patterns, this is obviously a product of the old era that was found in ruins and refurbished.

    Five girls, with an average age of no more than fourteen, stood side by side against the opposite wall.  They were only wrapped in a piece of white gauze hanging diagonally from their shoulders.  The hem part can barely cover the vagina between the legs, but it cannot prevent the thick black hair in the triangle area from faintly showing through from behind the light fabric.

    They are not beautiful, but their bodies are well-proportioned.  Even according to the picky aesthetic point of view of the old days, it is enough to arouse the interest of any man.

    Year-round radiation makes human skin exposed to the threat of rays increasingly rough.  This self-defense of human cells against foreign harmful substances has become one of the most obvious evolutionary features of the new generation of humans.  Many wilderness refugees even have calluses that are more than three centimeters thick on their bodies. Even for these girls who have been living in the city, the skin tissue is not as delicate as that of humans in the old days, but has a rough and rough touch.  But from a purely survival perspective, they were actually far tougher than the weak pre-war humans.

    A girl knelt down on her knees, with her palms on the ground, lying in the middle of Li Yuhui's spread legs like a dog.  She opened her mouth and held the erect male genitals tightly in her mouth. Her head moved up and down like clockwork, and her movements were mechanically stiff. Then the shaking body released a large amount of heat energy. Sweat seeped out from the surface of the skin, and the  The gauze covering her body was completely soaked.

    For any man, being in such a scene means an enjoyment full of confusion.  However, the look on Li Yuhui's face was a little strange - he stared sideways at the girl kneeling in front of him, his eyes were cold, he didn't speak, and he didn't make any move.  It seemed like it was just a piece of lifeless wood, and the warm lips were holding it tightly, but there was no stimulation at all.

    He stared at the girl coldly, his eyes half-hidden under the long black hair, full of exhaustion and fear, repeating the monotonous process of appearing and disappearing within his sight in accordance with the up and down rhythm.

    Maybe because he was tired of this kind of motion without change, Li Yuhui stretched out his arm, grabbed a pistol from the coffee table next to him, held the gun handle, and placed the gun upright on his naked and smooth abdomen.  Through the crosshair at the top of the gun's muzzle, he could clearly see that the girl's complexion suddenly turned pale, her well-developed body was shaking violently like chaff, and reddish bloodshot eyes instantly filled all the white parts of her eyes.  At the same time, the genitals she held in her mouth also felt more tightly sucked than before.

    Li Yuhui glanced at her with a calm expression and pulled the trigger of the pistol heavily.

    "boom¡ª¡ª"

    The warhead with huge kinetic energy roared and penetrated into the girl's eyebrows, rolling and exploding in the soft brain tissue. The expanding explosive energy blasted away the entire skull, pulling the whole person backwards.  There was no scream, no begging or shouting. The girl fell heavily to the ground like a sandbag that had lost control. The residual nerves pulled her limbs and twitched slightly. The blood spurted out from the broken head, staining the smooth tiles red.

    Li Yuhui¡¯s genitals still stood erect.  As the male symbol of a four-star parasite, its diameter reaches an astonishing 8.52 centimeters, but the length of the bulge is very weird, only less than three centimeters.  Whether viewed from the side or front, it looks like??A pile of abnormally shaped cow dung wrapped in countless wrinkled flesh, unable to stand upright to satisfy a woman.

    "Next¡ª¡ª"

    Pointing at another girl who was huddled in the corner of the opposite wall with a face full of fear, Li Yuhui casually put the gun back to its original position on the coffee table, and returned to the state of lying on her back with her eyes closed and sleeping.

    As an important grain-producing area in Sosbia, Wasteland City is not only equipped with 800 well-equipped armed guards, but also specially equipped with two parasitoids with four-star strength.

    It has been dozens of earth years since the Skeleton Knights released the first batch of trainees.  The genetic mutation of each mutant is different, but the source is without exception the radiation that makes people talk about discoloration.

    Li Yuhui will never forget the day when he was surrounded and chased by four refugees and forced to enter the heavy radiation area.

    The refugees¡¯ eyes were red, they were as skinny as firewood, and they were holding sticks, stones, and a rusty knife so dull that the edge could hardly be distinguished.  Hunger and thirst drove them almost crazy.  At that time, their only wish was to cut their own throats with a knife, drink all their blood, chew all the meat and gnaw every bone.

    At that time, Li Yuhui was just an ordinary person without any ability.

    ??Running hard.

    Or should be said, try your best to escape and chase without giving up.

    No matter starving to death or being eaten, no one is willing to accept the same outcome of death.

    Violent exercise quickly consumes your limited physical strength.  Running turned into a staggering walk, moving stumblingly in the wilderness turned into crawling on the ground feebly.  This was true for both sides. It wasn't until Li Yuhui climbed over the "line" that was covered by many mutant plants and clearly distinguished from the mild radiation area that the exhausted pursuers stopped and stood silently outside the severe radiation area for several seconds.  After an hour, he shook his head in despair and slowly dispersed.
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