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Chapter 143 Where to Go

The mutant people who had no time to escape in the Savior City were all captured by the Transformers Legion of Sichuan Fortress. Even the broken corpses were dug out of the ruins by the Transformers, as if they had obtained treasures and were prepared to take them to the Biotechnology Research Institute of Sichuan Fortress to exchange for supplies.

The unique genes in the mutant's body have made their bodies the most precious property in the eyes of ordinary people! Even in the official market of Sichuan Fortress, there are special mutants for sale! These mutants who are used as commodities have a name that makes people not associate their human identity - aliens. It seems that changing a name can offset the guilt of being calm and disguisedly eating people...[]

Some of the "alien species" sold are living people, some are corpses, and more are limbs that are dismantled from the body. An arm, a leg, a finger, a piece of flesh, and an eyeball... These things mostly come from the hands of those "alien species hunters". As long as they are tested by specific instruments and prove that these flesh and blood really contain heterogeneous genes, they can be sold at a high price.

I don’t know how many high-powered and prominent ordinary people, as well as those who are never satisfied with the transformation, want to obtain the genetic power contained in it, and further improve their combat effectiveness. It is said that this method is the fastest way to improve their combat effectiveness. The most powerful warriors among the major human fortresses are generally high-powered figures such as city lords or government leaders. The power in their hands allows them to enjoy more resources and thus gain stronger power.

The strongest people have absorbed many genes of mutants, and their strength is also conceivable.

Before the Savior League was destroyed, although the mutants were in a miserable situation, there was still a place to be sheltered. Even in other places on the Red Star land, mutants in northeast and southeast, thousands of kilometers away from the Savior League, would feel the warmth in their hearts when they heard the news about the Savior League. The Savior City and its lord Long Ran are the spiritual sustenance of these mutants. Now, their last hope has been completely shattered. All they can rely on is their own thin power.

Above the Red Star Earth, the dark age of mutants has arrived completely...

All the governments of all remaining forces have torn off the original fig leaf and began to issue announcements to publicly capture "exotic species". In the publicity of the public, they have raised this capture to the level of saving all human beings. First, "exotic species" are actually monsters that can turn into zombies at any time. Secondly, the genes in a heterogeneous species can stimulate the genes of four ordinary people at the same time and create four powerful transformative warriors. Whether from the perspective of human security or from the perspective of "cost-performance ratio", it has become a matter of course to capture mutants.

The most important thing is actually not the mutant's superpowers, but their immunity to the T virus...

Thousands of alien hunters set out from the major fortresses, throwing into the wilderness like bees, and throwing into ruins, looking for mutants who have become "human gold". After the first slave hunting trend, the second wave of hunting similar people was set off...

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The heavy rain of lightning and thunder stopped in the early morning. The sky and the earth were filled with the smell of wet soil and the fragrance of grass. Although the black curtain in the sky still exists, in the eyes of many people, the sky at this time seems to have become a little brighter. Even the activities of those mutant beasts have become less obvious.

In a corner of the ruins of the Gangcheng City, thousands of soldiers had cleared the entire building and stationed in it. After a night of trekking, they were all extremely tired. After eating a little, they all fell to the ground and fell asleep.

They are really exhausted. Not only physical fatigue, but more so mental fatigue. Those mutant warriors are almost completely disappointed with the whole world, and they don’t know where they are going. And how can those ordinary warriors have much hope in their hearts? Fortunately, Richemont brought them miracles and a glimmer of hope for them.

At this time, he was in a zombie nest, far away from the pursuit of his compatriots. At the same time, Richemont blocked the zombies in the distance, and beside him were companions who could rely on each other. These soldiers completely relaxed their tense heartstrings and entered their dreams. Many people may not have fallen asleep so sweetly since the outbreak of the Resident Evil.

On the roof of the building, a man and a dog sat in a corner, quietly looking at the ruins of the ruins of the steel city.

Zombies were wandering around the weed-covered streets, just like when Richemont just arrived here a few months ago. The giant black chimneys were still standing there, but they seemed lifeless. None of the Zergs were seen, and they didn't know where they went. Even several black chimneys fell crookedly there, revealing burning traces. It was obvious that they were hit by lightning in yesterday's thunderstorm, and finally became like this.

In the entire ruins of the Steel City, Richemont did not feel the aura of high-level zombies. Obviously, since he made a big fuss last time, the zombies in the ruins of the Steel City have been quite in a slump and have not evolved into a brand new ruler.

Here, Richemont can be said to be able to dominate the king because after those ordinary zombies are controlled by his mental pulse, they will not resist at all. And those high-level zombies and Zergs are nowhere to be seen at this time. The ruins of the Steel City can be said to be the best place to hide for Richemont and his warriors.

"Hu——" Ergouzi exhaled a puff of cigarettes, took another breath, looked at the streets in the distance, and asked Richemont: "What are you going to do next?"

Richmond smiled bitterly and said, "What should I do? I don't know what to do..." What to do is already the biggest problem that has troubled him at this time. Originally, when he led everyone out of the siege, he didn't think much about it at all, just thinking about how to survive here. As for what to do next, Richmond hasn't thought about it yet.
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