Yellow turbid fluid flowed out from under his buttocks, and the smell and blood were mixed together. An Yu recognized him as the man who had hit Qin Zhilu with a biscuit.
Qin Zhilu was unfazed, "I felt something was wrong, so I measured it several times to confirm."
"I even saw the screen, he only had 3.6!"
"That can only mean that he is temporarily human, but he may still be slowly deforming. The person who just passed the screening may not be safe." Qin Zhilu bent down and pulled out the ID from the corpse, "It is indeed only 3.6, but Entropy is already increasing, just between measurements."
The registered gene entropy on the ID is 3.5. It was 3.5 in the first two tests, and it was only 3.6 in the third test, which is a very early aberration.
"Next one." Qin Zhilu walked up to the narrow-eyed man and glanced down, "It's your turn."
He obviously didn't have any emotions, but the oppressive feeling made An Yu feel like he was falling into an ice cave.
The narrow-eyed man looked up at him desperately. After a long time, he tremblingly raised his ID.
Qin Zhilu stared at the readings on the terminal.
During those few seconds of waiting, everyone listened to the chattering sound of the narrow-eyed man's teeth.
After a few seconds, Qin Zhilu raised his eyes.
"Next."
The narrow-eyed man jumped back suddenly, his hand on the urine, and he didn't realize it.
After testing this floor, there were two more corpses in the corridor. In addition to the middle-aged man, there was also an old lady waiting for her grandson to come home.
An Yu recalled the friction sound in the door. It turned out that Qin Zhilu had heard something was wrong at that time.
Qin Zhilu walked to the man's body and squatted down, lifting up his sleeves.
Normal human arm.
An Yu thought to himself that the increase in entropy had just begun and there would definitely be no physical signs.
However, he was soon slapped in the face, and Qin Zhilu took off the man's shoes - inside the shoes, half of the human feet had formed a hard shell.
An Yu was stunned for a long time, "Sir, is this kind of distortion common?"
Qin Zhilu took pictures of the corpse, "He was normal when he was grabbing supplies, but his gait suddenly stiffened while queuing, and the three measurements were all after stiffening. This has never happened before. All aberrations should first increase in gene entropy. When genes Only when the entropy exceeds 10, or even hundreds, will the appearance become manifest."
After walking around the corner of the unlit stairs, Qin Zhilu suddenly turned around and looked at An Yu.
"I have thought about it all the way, and I still need to correct you - there is no conflict between being destined to sacrifice and enjoying the dignity of life. Human beings are indeed choked by disasters, but if they give up the order that they have worked hard for thousands of years, there will be no resistance. significance."
An Yu stood in the dark and was stunned. No one had ever said such a thing to him.
The sounds in the slums were full of people eating, drinking, and eating. Only Ling Qiu could reason, but Ling Qiu's reasoning was just to teach him how to live a life without dignity.
Qin Zhilu was different, he was aloof, his gaze was strong but equal.
"Human genetic grading is indeed the rule of operation in today's world. Resource chief may be the rule of operation of Area 53, but rules are just tools. Everyone has the right to be dissatisfied with the tools. You are too deeply affected by your neighbors' thoughts. What about yourself? Do you really take this all for granted?”
"I……"
Qin Zhilu had already retracted his gaze, turned around and said calmly: "There are already enough people who are trampled under the feet of the so-called rules and cannot stand up."
People from the next few buildings did not dare to show their faces and only responded once or twice in the room.
The supplies were delivered to the last household, and there was no light under the crack of the door. An Yu shouted: "Hello, subsistence allowance supplies. If there is anyone, please speak up..."
The door opened.
There is a terrible iron bar behind the door, which looks like it was welded on from the outside.
An Yu looked at the person behind the bars in surprise, "Housekeeper?"
The director of the house in the low-income area was another person who controlled key resources in the slums. It was his convulsions that forced An Yu to go to the main city. But he rarely appeared before, and An Yu had never seen him before this big investigation.
When he saw An Yu, he was also stunned, "Aren't you the one who escaped from labor for ten years and kept cheating... What are you called... An..."
"An Yu." Qin Zhilu spoke in a rare voice.
An Yu glanced at the chief complainingly. Although he was not qualified to question other people's chatting methods, he really couldn't think of the need to recall for the room manager.
"Yes!" The house manager slapped his forehead, looked at Qin Zhilu in confusion, and looked at him from head to toe.
Qin Zhilu's words are concise and comprehensive, "Military Department."
Unexpectedly, the house manager suddenly knelt down.
If Qin Zhilu hadn't taken a step away in time, he would have even been grabbed by the corner of his clothes.
"Chief of the main city! When the disaster is over, I will resign and accept all disposals from the main city, but please save my daughter! Okay?"
Qin Zhilu frowned, "What are you talking about?"
An Yu suddenly realized, "Is it an order from the main city to check the labor records in the subsistence allowance area?"
"No, it's me who is incompetent." The house manager covered his face with his hands, "The proportion of low-income households in District 53 is too high. The resource director sued the main city and said that I was shielding a large number of people who should be working, which made me very passive. Our daughters are good friends, and it was my fault that I forced my child to break off the relationship after being offended in front of my colleagues. As a result, my daughter ran away the night before the accident."
He handed over a photo from behind the iron fence with red eyes, "The one with the short hair is my daughter Xiaoyou. She must be in the hands of the resource director! Can you save her? Even if she is infected, persuade her to come back. Just say that dad is here Waiting for her at home..."
The photo shows two little girls of eight or nine years old, small and handsome, reluctantly holding a balloon. Shanshan, who was wearing a dress next to her, smiled sweetly, as if she was afraid that she would let go of the balloon, so she closed her hands in her palms.
Qin Zhilu didn't answer, and the house manager thrust the photo to An Yu again, "As long as you bring her back for me, I won't care about your household anymore! You can stay here as long as you want."
An Yu suddenly looked away from the photo, "Really?"
Qin Zhilu next to him glanced over.
The house manager held An Yu's hand tightly, "I swear!"
An Yu hesitated, "You still have the final say after that..."
The house manager immediately said: "Then I will give you my house, okay?"
An Yu's eyes focused and he took a deep breath - "Okay. It's settled."
Qin Zhilu glanced at him again and stopped talking.
An Yu carefully put the photos away.
This was an unexpected gain. Although there was one more task, it could be exchanged for a permanent shelter. It was a temporary struggle and a restful life. This expected benefit gave him a strong sense of security.
After leaving this floor, An Yu observed Qin Zhilu's face, "You seemed to have something to say just now."
"No." Qin Zhilu showed no expression, "I was just moved by your obsession with the dormitory."
An Yu tasted the product and felt that the superior should be praising him.
"Thank you." He stayed humble as Ling Qiu reminded him, "This is my basic quality as a low-income household."
"..."
Passing by the utility room between the first and second floors, Qin Zhilu suddenly stopped in front of the narrow door.
"There's someone here."
A girl's low voice came from the door, "Are you the military commander? We have six classmates here, and none of them are infected. Can you give me some food?"
Qin Zhilu asked, "Why didn't you turn on the lights? Didn't you receive survival guidance?"
"We received it, but we don't really believe it." A boy said, "The power supply started to alternate between day and night from the next day, but after the first rain, there was no power all day and night. All of us stayed in the dark. Nothing happened to anyone.”
Another boy added in a low voice: "And the resource manager only taught everyone how to avoid jellyfish, but we have seen other things under the door, so we don't really believe him."
"What's the other thing?"
"Like a praying mantis."
An Yu and Qin Zhilu looked at each other, and Qin Zhilu asked, "Have any other soldiers been here?"
The girl said, "Yes. There is a very gentle brother who also asked these questions. He told us not to turn on the lights. He still went out of Area 53."
An Yu's breath hitched, "What's your name?"
"I didn't say anything, I just said that I used to live in Building 5, Building 1...1... in the low-income T zone..."
"1415." An Yu was blank for a moment.
"It seems so! Do you know each other?" The girl was pleasantly surprised, then suddenly paused, "But he may have..."
She couldn't continue talking, and the boy said seriously: "He said he was going to the resource station to get food, but he never came back."
An Yu left the remaining supplies at the door of the utility room.
It wasn't until he left the building that he said in a low voice: "Sir, 1415 is..."
"Shh." Qin Zhilu suddenly hugged his shoulders.
Leather gloves covered An Yu's mouth, and the smell of leather filled his senses.
Qin Zhilu pointed to the stairs opposite.
The street lights were dim, and a sudden reflection allowed An Yu to see clearly the two guys struggling together on the first floor platform opposite - one of them had highly deformed limbs and a sickle foot, suppressing the other ordinary person without any suspense, and killed him with a single blow. The neck was cut off, and then the body was quickly chopped into pieces, and the bloody bones and flesh were taken into the mouth with great pleasure.
After eating, the thing lay down contentedly, its clothes bulged and broken, and its hard carapace clung to its exposed torso.
For a moment, all that was left of human features was a head.
When the thing left, Qin Zhilu let go of his hand and thought, "It's starting to eat people."
An Yu suddenly asked, "Are you so sure that what he ate was a human being?"
"Um?"
An Yu sniffed the bloody smell left in the wind, lowered his eyes and said, "Sir, I remembered something. I think those who were eaten were also infected, but they haven't manifested themselves yet."
The familiar scene of eating reminded him of the giant mantis on the shuttle bus. That thing killed a whole car of people, but only ate part of the corpse. Every bite was accompanied by a crunching sound. It was not chewing human bones, but mantis limbs.
It is natural for mantises to eat their own species when they are stressed or hungry.
Qin Zhilu listened to his explanation and took out the terminal.
An Yu watched him typing, "Sir? Did you hear me?"
Qin Zhilu said "Yeah", "I'm adding battle report nodes."
"What festival..."
An Yu stiffened suddenly.
Billy said that both right and wrong should be recorded. If Qin Zhilu thought that his inference was wrong and reported a node, wouldn't he be in danger again?
Seeing Qin Zhilu's solemn silence, An Yu gradually despaired, "I'm sorry, if I made a mistake..."
