Feng Yunhe was really going crazy. These big fat rats chased him from the sewer to the subway passage, without even the slightest hesitation or pause along the way.
She is determined to eat him, as if he is some kind of delicacy in the world.
"There's someone over there, run over there!"
The drone following Feng Yunhe discovered the mottled and dilapidated convertible sports car, and decisively offered a plan to divert the disaster to the east.
In the late Qing Dynasty, I recognized that car. I had seen it outside the slave owner's house in the settlement more than 20 kilometers away. The person on it must not be a good person.
"Family members, I'm sending you food rations!"
Feng Yunhe turned decisively and rushed towards the heavily armed team.
From the first glance, these people came out to hunt. Looking at their hungry faces and skinny faces, they must have not eaten well. These rats are so fat that they have been able to eat them for many years!
You're welcome, this is the love from your family!
"Asshole, don't come over here!"
Seeing the black wave chasing behind the other party, Zha Zhengrong, his friends and guards were frightened, and the driver quickly shifted into reverse gear and stepped on the accelerator.
The off-road vehicles and motorcycles next to them were smarter. They used their extraordinary driving skills to swerve on the spot and overtake the reversing convertible after only a moment of delay.
“Family members, you’re welcome, you can pick whatever you like, steamed, braised, or barbecued!”
Feng Yunhe suddenly raised his breath, unleashed his full potential after genetic modification, and quickly approached the convertible that was driving backwards.
These dear family members must be embarrassed, but he must be sensible and must make it difficult for them to refuse their hospitality.
This is the wisdom of the world!
"Damn it!"
Zha Zhengrong turned blue with anger, raised the rifle in his hand, pointed it at the running man, and pulled the trigger fiercely.
The gun barrel spit out tongues of fire, and the bullets turned into bright orange tracers and tore through the air, shooting towards their target.
In an instant, Feng Yunhe's skin ached like needle pricks, and a strong sense of crisis hit his heart, as if he smelled the rotten smell of death.
Immediately afterwards, the flow of time suddenly became extremely slow, and his eyes could clearly see the flying bullets, like small fish wandering in a fish tank.
Bullet time!
This is the result of CRISPR-CaS9 gene editing. When the consciousness wants to see a fast-moving object clearly, it will be triggered, instantly strengthening the reaction speed and causing the CFF value to soar to more than 500 times/second.
CFF value, 40~65 is considered the normal level, 70~110 is the level that professional e-sports players or professional training can achieve, and flies can reach 240 times/second.
After seeing the movement trajectories of these bullets clearly, Feng Yunhe did not make any dodge movements and continued to run wildly.
Bullets passed by him one after another. The opponent's marksmanship was simply a master of human body tracing. He would only be hit if he dodged.
It is not very accurate to say that the master of human body drawing is not accurate. Maybe the opponent predicted in advance that he would dodge, so he deliberately missed the shot?
"You bastard dog, I kindly gave you food, but you actually shot me!"
Feng Yunhe was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He pointed the gun at the hood of the convertible with one hand, pulled the trigger and fired a dense barrage of bullets.
Under the strong arm strength, a series of tracers were accurately shot on the hood, penetrating through it as easily as tearing paper and destroying the engine inside.
Buzz--
With several idling sounds, the engine immediately spewed out black smoke and was about to be scrapped. The reversing vehicle then lost power and slowly stopped.
"You deserve to die!"
Zha Zhengrong's eyes were bulging and covered with bloodshot eyes. He quickly tore off the empty magazine and threw it forward, but due to lack of arm strength, it crashed in front of Feng Yunhe.
"Kekeke~"
Feng Yunhe made a face at the other party, accelerated and ran for more than ten steps past the scrapped convertible, pulled off the rearview mirror and continued to chase the off-road vehicle and motorcycle that were gradually running away.
"Master, run quickly!"
The driver stood on the seat and dragged Zha Zhengrong, who had not yet reacted, to jump over the door. However, just as he was about to take the next step, he was knocked down by a black shadow.
A heartbreaking pain came from his thigh, and then he became numb due to the excessive pain. When he turned around, he saw a pig-sized mouse tearing off a large piece of meat from his thigh with its black and yellow incisors.
"ah!"
The unspeakable fear caused him to break down and scream loudly. At the same time, he raised his fist and smashed the mouse's head wildly.
"Jiji!"
The mouse was knocked to the side of the head. In order to prevent the body from being pushed out, it dug its sharp claws into the human's thigh. Its eyes flashed red and continued to feast.
He was obviously used to seeing bloody scenes, many of which were caused by himself, but seeing the scene in front of him still made Zha Zhengrong tremble with fear, and he slumped on the seat while using his hands and feet.
His sphincter also lost control, and he urinated and defecated in his crotch all at once. The warm temperature made his chilling body warmer, and he could suddenly move his hands and feet.
Zha Zhengrong quickly stood up, climbed over the car door and jumped to the ground. The violent vibration caused the dark brown sticky object to fall out of his pants.
At this moment, he didn't care about that much at all. He pulled out his legs and ran as hard as he could. However, before he could take two steps, he was thrown to the ground by several black shadows.
Scarlet eyes, blackened jagged incisors, sharp claws, bits of flesh torn from the body, splattering blood...
"ah!!!"
The rats formed a group around the convertible. Those who could get the meat would eat the meat, or gnaw on the bones with bright red blood. If that didn't work, they would eat the clothes and shoes.
If you have a good appetite, you won't even miss the convertible. They will tear off iron sheets, swallow glass and chew the seat leather. It's a carnival for rats.
The rest of the rats couldn't get in, so they could only grind their teeth greedily and continue to chase the person who was about to run away.
Let’s eat! Let’s eat!
In the store
In the exhibition cabinet
"What happened outside?"
The blood-curdling screams that came from the connection hit Gu Man's heart like a heavy hammer, and unknown fear filled the dark and narrow space.
Hong Youwen swallowed his saliva and said with a stiff neck, "I don't know."
He was very curious and wanted to go out and have a look, but at this time, curiosity killed the cat. It was not just talk, it could really kill people.
"From the sound, it should be the rats in the sewer."
Tank took a deep breath, his clear eyes flashing with hope.
"On our side, rats are the creatures that stand at the top of the food chain. Not to mention the predators wandering outside the settlement, even individual powerful mutant monsters are their food.
If there is really no food, rats may even dare to attack our settlements, and they will not let go of plastic, iron, or turf.
But the rats only come out to look for food at night. It's still some time before dark, so I don't know why they came out of the sewer. "
Hearing this, Gu Man pursed his lips and smiled and said, "In that case, if these rats are so scary, those beasts won't be able to care about us."
"Everything comes down, and those beasts that are inhumane must be eaten!"
Hong Youwen clenched his fists happily.
Generally speaking, slave owners will treat slaves as their own property, and they are almost always used to work or trade with merchants.
Under such circumstances, although the slaves lived a miserable life, at least their lives were guaranteed. As long as the Free Army is given time, these oppressed compatriots can be rescued.
But with the inhumane game of hide-and-seek, the lives of slaves were simply worse than the crops in the fields. Many slaves in settlements were played to death before the Free Army had time to rescue them.
The leader of the Free Army also sought help from the United Human Alliance, the largest force on the planet Pangu. However, those pampered dignitaries agreed verbally but made no move.
The United Alliance of Humanity is referred to as the Human League.
Gradually, the People's League did not include me, because to them I was not a human being. 'This sentence began to spread among the Free Army.
The leader of the Free Army has also analyzed the situation of the People's Federation. This organization has inherited the legacy of the glorious era of mankind. Intelligent industry does not require low-end labor at all. Slaves without knowledge are just a mouth for them to eat and cannot produce anything at all. of any value.
If it has no value, it is not worth spending resources to rescue.
Perhaps those guys from the People's Federation already consider themselves to be advanced beings and regard these poor people struggling in suffering as ants.
Not only will it not generate value, but it will also create endless troubles. It is the best situation to be managed by slave owners.
No matter how dissatisfied the Free Army is with the People's Federation's actions, there is nothing they can do. The resources and power held by those guys are really terrifying.
It is rumored that the United Alliance of Humanity was founded under the leadership of Sanctuary 1. Even in the glorious era, they were the elite of the elite.
Those guys were like bloodthirsty beasts in the dark jungle, vividly demonstrating the cruelty of natural selection!
"We will go out when there is no movement outside, otherwise we will be in trouble at night."
After Gu Man thought deeply, he expressed his opinion.
"good!"
Hong Youwen and Tank nodded in agreement.
"..."
...
"It's too much to still pursue me!"
On the street, Feng Yunhe was running wildly while raising his rearview mirror to observe the situation behind him.
A black spot could be vaguely seen in the mirror. It was the group of rats still following him, but the distance was much further than when they first hunted him. It must be that running for a long time had exhausted them a lot.
"Don't chase those people. Their shadows are almost gone."
Wan Qingqiu's helpless voice came from the drone.
"You still need to unlock your genes deeply before you can outperform a motor vehicle. Don't hold on feebly."
"I'm not chasing them, I just use them as guides."
Feng Yunhe really had no illusions about being able to catch up with the motor vehicle. He just didn't know the road and was afraid of accidentally running into a dead end. Then he would be playing tricks with Kun'er in hand.
"Attention, there is a car coming from the left corner of the intersection ahead."
The drone camera saw a fleeting afterimage through the doors and windows of the building ahead, and quickly warned.
Not long after he finished speaking, a large, rusty truck rushed out from the corner and passed behind Feng Yunhe.
The large truck suddenly stopped in the middle of the road, blocking the road. Three tall dark figures jumped off the truck, and their heavy bodies fell to the ground, causing tiny cracks.
The combat uniforms of these three figures are all covered with a layer of alloy armor, wearing riot helmets, and exoskeletons full of steel strength are attached to the edges of their limbs. They look like killing weapons.
"So cool!"
Feng Yunhe's pupils flickered, as if there were little stars.
"It's just an exoskeleton. You made me happy and gave you a power armor."
In the late Qing Dynasty, he expressed disdain for Feng Yunhe's appearance of having never seen the world. In the glorious era, even dogs didn't wear exoskeletons.
"Is there power armor in the shelter?"
Not only was Feng Yunhe not happy, but his face dropped and he cast a resentful gaze at the drone.
If he came out wearing power armor, would he be chased by those rats?
"Ha ha......"
Wan Qingqiu reacted, smiled awkwardly, and explained.
"I just remembered it. After all, I have been in the server for a hundred years. It is normal for me to forget some things."
"You're a bit unreliable."
Feng Yunhe thought that this woman asked him to call her teacher sister because she was experienced and reliable, but now it seems that she is a bit immature.
The leaders of the three exoskeletons were also looking at Feng Yunhe. He was wearing clean combat uniforms and had a drone by his side. This was not a look that ordinary residents of a settlement could wear.
Chen Mao opened his helmet visor to reveal his face, and shouted to Feng Yunhe with a smile: "Hello, have you seen any escaped slaves?"
"slave?"
Feng Yunhe raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to point to the street blocked by trucks.
"I haven't seen it before, but if you are hunting, there are a lot of prey behind."
After saying that, he continued to run wildly.
Chen Mao raised the rifle in his hand, put his eyes in front of the scope, and pointed the crosshair at the back of the head of the figure that was gradually receding.
"Snapped!"
He just opened his mouth and made a shooting sound, but did not pull the trigger.
The drone captured him. If he kills someone, the person behind him will definitely take revenge. It's okay if he can afford to offend him, but if he can't afford to offend...
"Be careful, that guy is pointing his gun at you from behind."
The drone's wide-angle camera saw everything and quickly reminded him.
"What?!"
Hearing this, Feng Yunhe's pupils shrank, he turned around suddenly, pulled the trigger and poured out tracer light towards the three exoskeleton figures, while he opened his mouth and cursed.
"I'll fuck you, Immortal Banban!"
Chen Mao's expression changed drastically. He quickly turned his head to avoid being hit on his exposed face, and then quickly reached out to push down the raised visor.
Bullets were accurately fired at the three of them, but were bounced off by the alloy armor, leaving only a crisp clanking sound.
"Master Mao, do you want to shoot back?"
The two accompanying mercenaries turned to look at their employer Chen Mao and asked.
Naturally, they also figured out the identity of the other party through the drone, and did not dare to shoot rashly without the employer's permission.
"Nonsense, shoot him!"
Chen Mao was like a tiger whose beard had been plucked. While roaring angrily, he turned his face back.
However, at this moment, there was no sign of the other party on the street.
"Chase!"
