"Can."
Without thinking too much, Lin An did not refute Colonel Chu's proposal.
In essence, he actually has no hostility towards the Chinese Theater.
It can only be said that someone is hostile to him, and he, Lin An, is just fighting back.
Colonel Chu is right.
Instead of "self" internal friction, it is better to be external for the time being.
After cutting off the communication, Lin An looked calmly under the hanging window.
Greenery.
The post-apocalyptic scenery would actually be pretty good if it weren't for the black spots stuck in it like abscesses.
Highways that were once bustling with traffic are now filled with rabbits and deer wandering around.
It is the end of the world for humans, but it is actually paradise for other species.
As the fighter plane gradually slowed down, the outline of Long'an Base gradually came into view.
Construction has begun in the outer city, and a large number of people are repairing the damaged parts of the base.
Extremely efficient.
As the altitude gradually dropped, Lin An even saw the sandworm Bo Yedo, who was wrapped in a large piece of gauze, working hard to reclaim the land.
This guy ate so many zombies, and I don’t know why he wasn’t poisoned.
Ever since he ordered the construction of the inner city and outer city, the entire base has been operating efficiently.
Unlike before the end, repeated discussions are needed, which is inefficient.
Here, his orders are the Prime Directive.
With an order, everyone must participate in the construction unconditionally.
No one had any complaints.
Building a base is also building a shelter for these survivors.
"Buzz--Boom--"
After the fighter plane landed smoothly on the regular ground, a large number of working base members couldn't help but gather around.
"Master Lin An is back!"
"Lin An!"
Yelling.
Excitement and enthusiasm were written on everyone's face.
As a member of Long'an Base, the stronger Lin An performs, the prouder he is for them.
His enemy is my hero.
No matter how cruel and cold-blooded Lin An is in the eyes of outsiders, he even kills "innocents" indiscriminately.
But in the eyes of base members, that's a job well done.
"It's so refreshing! Master Lin An!"
"You haven't seen it! Since you took action, no one dares to say anything bad about us in the entire Chinese theater!"
"that is!"
"There are still many people trying to please us and want to give us free supplies!"
A large number of members of the Sports Academy discussed happily, and many "small-minded" people even secretly recorded the awakened people who had ridiculed Long'an Base.
After the battle, they followed the list and couldn't wait to scold him, or even wrote letters to kill him.
Compared with the previous situation, Long'an Base was like a rat crossing the street, with everyone shouting to beat it.
Now...
As long as a member with the word "Long An" on his ID appears in the chat channel, his private message function will explode instantly.
Quite literally.
The current identity of any one of them, even Zhang Zhicheng and others who clean toilets and garbage, is put outside, and even the leader of a force must treat them with respect.
All the survivors saw it, Long An, or Lin An.
It's basically just revenge on the spot, and there's no sense in it at all.
If you offend him, kill him if you ask him to, or kill him in front of hundreds of millions of survivors.
Many people even talked about it privately:
"This Lin An is so domineering!"
Of course, no one in the entire base cared about this.
The more unhappy you look at me, the happier I am.
Especially since I'm the only one who can kill you, you can't do anything to me.
After jumping off the fighter plane, before Lin An could recover, a white shadow rushed towards him at high speed.
"Lin An!"
"boom!"
He was knocked unconscious.
Lin An subconsciously looked into his arms and saw An Xia rushing over like an abandoned beast.
It was so fast that he couldn't even react.
My heart twitches secretly...
To be honest, he was really not used to An Xia suddenly becoming so strong.
If it were an ordinary person, the collision just now would have seriously injured him...
This was the result of An Xia's deliberate restraint of power.
The third level... is really scary...
He patted An Xia's head lovingly and whispered a few words of comfort.
Looking around, Lin An unexpectedly found that Mo Ling was not there.
Seeing An Jingtian's smile, he couldn't help but ask:
"Where's Mo Ling?"
"Why is the little girl missing?"
Walk and talk.
Gao Tian, who was leading the team training at the side, came forward and whispered with a strange expression:
"Brother Lin, Mo Ling ran outside with two flesh and blood puppets."
"Before she left, she was still muttering... about raising a third-level puppet..."
Shrinking his neck.
Gao Tian pointed to the distance and signaled that Mo Ling took the flesh and blood puppet and ran to "level up".
After being slightly stunned, Lin An shook his head and roughly thought of something in his mind.
Mo Ling...maybe he was hit by An Xia?
Since transforming into a necromantic form, she has been unable to level up.
Originally, as a symbiote, I could still level up by killing awakened ones.
but now.
Lin An couldn't get an answer even if he asked Huang Shaohua.
It seems that Mo Ling plans to train his "subordinates".
Most of the team members have almost reached the second level, and even Wen Ya, the slowest, is fast.
Only she remained motionless.
Two words of advice.
Lin An was not too worried about Mo Ling's safety.
Two flesh and blood puppets, ordinary awakened people are no match for her.
Coupled with the characteristics of the undead body, nothing will happen to the little girl unless she encounters the third level.
After briefly explaining a few things, Lin An couldn't wait to lead everyone straight to the core fortress.
....
Second underground floor, psychic core.
Looking at the flesh and blood puppet squirming on the operating table, Lin An felt a little nervous for the rare occasion.
"Chu An, is there enough energy to resurrect Zhang Tie?"
"Will not have any problems?"
"After he is resurrected, he won't lose control, right?"
Uneasy.
Regarding Zhang Tie, Lin An regarded him as his brother from the bottom of his heart.
Although the two didn't get along for a long time, they fought side by side in the apocalypse and already regarded each other as brothers of life and death.
To be honest, he was really afraid that something would go wrong.
If Chu An hadn't said that about two thousand people would be enough, he even thought about it, so what if there were ten or a hundred times more deaths.
As long as Zhang Tie can be resurrected, he doesn't mind having his hands stained with blood.
"enough."
Pushing the frame gently, Chu An carefully placed the last remaining arm of Xiong Hanzi on the console, and then took the seed of death.
"The energy absorbed by the Death Seed is enough to resurrect him twice."
"As long as the Immortal Shura is in a dying state and forced to transfer to his arm, the original Zhang Tie data will be restored."
"Next."
Under Lin An's gaze, Colonel Chu quickly output the laser power command on the console and continued in a deep voice:
"Injecting the seed of death is equivalent to turning on a power source."
"The only thing that needs attention is that energy must be supplied to Zhang Tie's main "information."
"Otherwise, once the energy is absorbed by Immortal Shura, we will be equivalent to creating an enhanced version of Immortal Shura."
After hearing this, Lin An took a deep breath and nodded nervously.
He understood what Chu An meant.
Energy is supplied to Zhang Tie's consciousness in the arm, and it is Zhang Tie who is reborn.
But if it is supplied to Immortal Shura, it means disaster.
"Heaven!"
"Devil form!"
Under the solemn atmosphere, Lin An did not hesitate to activate his dual form to strengthen his mental control.
The two completely different auras merged together and looked extremely evil.
Gao Tian, who stood aside and followed Wen Ya, waiting for Zhang Tie's resurrection, couldn't help but hold his breath.
The scene in front of me looked like an evil religious sacrifice.
An arm is placed on a high node platform filled with psychic energy. Chu An, wearing a white uniform, looks like the mysterious doctor in the movie.
Lin An, who was in the state of transformation, was like an evil being in mythology.
"Get ready to take action! Beat Immortal Shura until he is on the verge of death!"
As Chu An spoke up, Lin An summoned the phantom of death without hesitation.
"Wither!"
The phantom of death that filled the entire underground hall laughed ferociously, and then instantly slashed at the piece of meat on the console.
Flesh and blood withered.
Under precise control, the Immortal Shura, whose instinct was to survive, disappeared into his arm in an instant.
On the operating table.
The huge iron-green arms, the fingertips trembling slightly.
