The system is the king of the counterattack master

This order sounds a bit cold-blooded, but apart from that, Han Xiaodong couldn't think of any other way.Now he can't protect himself, and the situation of these monsters seems to be irreversible. From his experience just now, once the effect of the medicine wears off, they will also die, so the downloader really can't think about them anymore.

After making Xiaobai's arrangements, Han Xiaodong no longer cared about the danger in the room in front of him. He opened the air shield to the maximum, kicked open the door, and stood at the door of the room with a fireball in his hand. , assuming a posture of attacking at any time.

But the situation in the room refused to give him face at all. The door was kicked open, and there was no resistance or attack. Except for the continuous whistling sound, there was no other sound in the room. Let him be surprised.

However, Han Xiaodong let out a long sigh of relief. He really didn't want to fight now, but now it seemed that he was overthinking everything. There were no enemies here, which naturally made him feel a lot easier.

It's just that strange sound still made him curious, so he followed it and found that the sound came from a room at the back, bypassing a wall, and Han Xiaodong finally found the source of the sound.

It was indeed a bellows, rising and falling rhythmically, filling a huge glass jar with air.

In that jar, a thin man was being soaked in gray liquid, and many gray scale-like things had densely grown on his skin.

"This...this is..." Han Xiaodong was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he couldn't speak.

It seemed that the person in the jar should have entered a coma long ago, but the scales on his body were still growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Han Xiaodong went over to look carefully, and found that although the liquid did not know what substance it was, it seemed to be able to react with the human body to produce a coral-like substance, which continued to thicken layer by layer, and finally Scale-like layers of rock formed on the man's body.

On both sides of the tank, there are two metal pipes inserted, the two on the left, one is connected to the automatic bellows, and the other is connected to a purification device that looks like an air conditioner.

The two on the right are each connected to a small cylindrical pot, which seems to be feeding some kind of raw material to the big pot containing the person.

Seeing that the man's body was about to be completely covered by gray-white rocks, Han Xiaodong quickly pulled out the two pipes on the right so that the raw materials would no longer be injected into the jar.

He then shut down a machine that drives the tube and drained the liquid before opening the glass jar and freeing the man from it.

When the man was dragged out of the jar, he fell into a coma. Han Xiaodong quickly checked his physical condition. The signs of life of this man were already very weak. Although there was still heartbeat and breathing, it was very slight. It is almost undetectable, and with his current situation, it is not necessarily known whether his consciousness is still his.

Regardless of whether this person is a dead man of the Ark or not, it is not in Han Xiaodong's nature to refuse to save him. From the words of the previous believer, he vaguely felt that the person who was turned into a monster was not voluntary.

This inexplicable feeling further prompted him to think of a way to save the person in front of him.

After giving the man all the medicines available in his pocket, Han Xiaodong could only wait quietly for the medicine to take effect.He was in a very anxious mood. He killed countless people today, but he failed to save a single person. This made him feel a little discouraged, so at this moment, he still hoped that he could save one person, so that at least he could feel better.

"Although I really hope that he can come back to life, to be honest, it might be better for him to be dead than to be alive." Seeing that Han Xiaodong was done with his work, K opened his mouth.

"What do you mean by that? What do you mean it's better to be dead than to be alive? You heard what the lunatic said just now. These people are not the dead of the creator. They may have realized that they were deceived. Such people , can't you give it a chance?"

Han Xiaodong reacted greatly when he heard K's words, he almost yelled at K this time.

"I think you have misunderstood. I don't care about who he is or what he believes in. Even if he is the creator of the world and wants to harm us, we will just kill him one more time. There is nothing wrong with it." Influence, when I say life is worse than death, I mean his physical condition." K was not angry at Han Xiaodong's misunderstanding.

It understands the current mood of the host, killing so many people like a machine, which has indeed caused a lot of psychological burden on him, even if a person is facing such a cruel battlefield, it is difficult to maintain the original calm state of mind , This is murder, not tearing paper, even if it is tearing more than 100 sheets, people will feel tired and irritable.

K's explanation also made Han Xiaodong calm down. For the first time, he carefully observed the man's body. After looking at it several times, he sat down beside the man. Although he didn't want to accept it emotionally, but, He also had to admit that K's judgment was correct, this man's death might be a relief, if or, just his hard rock shell would make his life worse than death.

Just when his mood fell into a trough, a weak voice suddenly came from the man's mouth.

Han Xiaodong quickly crawled to his side, almost lying on the ground, and asked softly, "Do you feel better?"

The man didn't fully regain consciousness, and hummed twice before slowly opening his eyes.

Seeing Han Xiaodong in front of him, he immediately shrank his pupils, showing a fearful expression.

Although his body couldn't move, Han Xiaodong could see that he was trying to hide to the side where no one was around.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not the creator of the world, I'm here to save you." Han Xiaodong tried his best not to scare the man, but when it came to the word save, his voice was obviously much weaker.

The man was taken aback when he heard Han Xiaodong's words. He stared at Han Xiaodong for a long time, and then two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing a big man crying in front of him, Han Xiaodong didn't know what to do. He wanted to wipe the man off, but felt it was inappropriate, but he didn't do anything and felt embarrassed.

Just when he was in a dilemma, the man's lips moved slightly, and he managed to force out a sentence: "I...don't...want...to die."

This sentence was spoken intermittently and vaguely, as if every word he uttered exhausted all the strength of the man.

A trace of sadness rose in Han Xiaodong's heart. Living is a human instinct, but if the man in front of him really lives in this way, what awaits him will be a life that is a hundred times more cruel than the present.

Han Xiaodong didn't answer, sniffed his nose, and began to rummage through his pockets again, looking for medicines that could relieve the man's pain.

Just as he put an unsuitable medicine bottle on the ground, and was about to reach out to his pocket again, the man's hand was lifted up with great effort, and it rested on Han Xiaodong's hand.

"I... can't live... for long, they... all... have become... monsters..., I... I don't want... to become... like that..., so... please... please just kill me."

Hearing that the man who was still saying that he didn't want to die just now suddenly asked him to kill him, Han Xiaodong was stunned. He looked up at the man on the ground in confusion.

If this man said that I want to die, or that I don't want to become a monster the first time he saw him, then he would understand what this man asked him to kill him.

However, the first time he said it was that he didn't want to die, he wanted to live!
Even though Han Xiaodong knew that he might not be able to save him, even if he could, his life might be more painful than death, even so, Han Xiaodong still wanted to try his best to save this man.

Just bet on the hope of the eventuality, even if this man can't bear this kind of torture in the future and chooses to die again, at least, right now he says to himself: He wants to live!
However, Han Xiaodong couldn't figure out why this man changed his mind in less than half a minute. I was a little confused by the man's contradictory words.

The man saw his confusion, and continued to explain with great difficulty: "I...I don't want...to die, I...have...a son...and a wife, but...but I don't want to...don't want to become a monster... ...to hurt others for them...so...so please...kill me."

The man told his reason, but it made Han Xiaodong even more sad. He could understand this pain, but he couldn't bear this kindness.

"I'm sorry, I, I can't save you." Han Xiaodong's eyes were moist, he couldn't face such a man, such a father, such a good person, which made him feel extremely sad.

"No... I should... thank you, you let me... die as a person... so that... I can... get God's forgiveness."

As he said that, the man seemed to be trying to make a gesture of praying to God, but as soon as he raised his hand, he gave up trying because he had no strength.

Han Xiaodong still wanted to comfort him, but unexpectedly, the man interrupted him again, and continued: "Before I die... I want... I beg you... one thing, please be sure... to do it."

"What's the matter? Tell me." Han Xiaodong quickly moved closer, waiting for the man to make a request.

He originally thought that the man's request would be related to his family, but he didn't expect that the dying man actually made a request that made his jaw drop:

"Please... kill... kill... Duan Muxiu."