Gene of Brilliant City 13 Division

Chapter 1047

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On the dark wasteland in the barrier area, the sand and gravel are flying in the wind at an extremely fast speed. At night, from 6:12 to [-]:[-], the wind in the barrier area is the strongest. Because the sun is off, the air pressure can get very confusing.

In a small dilapidated town in the wilderness, there were only a few places with twilight, and most of the people in the barrier area hid in the dilapidated houses that had been rested.

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In a house whose four walls were fixed with templates and cloth, it was dimly lit, and Frye was quietly curled up in a corner of the house. The pustules had ruptured, and thick black water dripped onto the ground from time to time.

In front of Frye, there was a corpse, a male, who seemed to have been dead for a long time. At this time, the corpse was shriveled, the skin was covered with wrinkles, and the black pus dripping on the ground seemed to be alive. Usually, slowly moving towards the wound on the neck of the corpse in front of him.

In the twilight, Frye looked tired, the skin on the right half of his cheek was completely blackened, the entire cheek was swollen, and it was covered with black tubular protrusions.

Two days have passed, and Frye fled all the way here after breaking through the heart of the end of the season that day. The wings of the biochemical armor have been damaged by the end of the season. In order to quickly kill the end of the season, Frye used the yellow god weapon Force, to change the shape of the lifeless metal in the biological matter of the armor's footsteps. Although it successfully pierced the abdomen of the end of the season, it also made him use multiple gods many times before his body stabilized. Power.

The alienation cell stabilizer was gone, and Frye could only rely on willpower to suppress the alienation factors in his body that had gone berserk and were self-phagocytizing and decomposing normal cells in the body.

"what!"

With a dry cry, Frye slightly opened his eyes, and a large amount of black thick water seeped out from the lumpy pustules on the right side of his body and dripped on the ground.

"Feel sorry!"

The moment he opened his eyes, Frye saw the cold, dry corpse on the ground. Frye ran to this small town that day. The situation was not that bad at that time, and he quickly found a lowly man who had just returned from receiving food. The level mutant directly killed the opponent, and then successfully transferred some of his out-of-control alienated cells into the opponent's body through the outflow of body fluids.

Frye wanted to get up, but he couldn't move. He had completely lost feeling in his right foot. It would be dangerous for him to continue like this. The black phone in his left hand was still on the phone, but he couldn't get in touch.

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The phone rang, and Frye pressed the call button again. He could figure out the reason, and the four guard stations activated large-scale signal interference. The reason was naturally that something happened in the city, and he didn't want the barrier area to know, so the signal was activated. Interference equipment, the only way to communicate with the inside of the barrier area is radio signal, once it is interfered, it is extremely difficult to communicate.

He could no longer see anything in his right eye. When he opened his eyes this morning, Frye found that his right eye was completely dark. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and there was a severe tearing sensation on his right cheek.

"Are you going to die!"

Frye raised his head with difficulty, grinning, his left eye widened for a moment, showing a slightly crazy smile, his face trembling in a ferocious and distorted manner.

"No!"

In the dim light, Frye's eyes were a little blurred, his head leaned on the floor, his body began to convulse uncontrollably, his hands and feet began to lose control, and sticky black saliva continued to overflow from the corner of his mouth Suddenly, the right leg that had lost consciousness also began to shake.

Shaking up and down, Frye's throat made a strange and low sound from time to time, as if crying from hell.

A long and dark underground corridor, the stone slabs on the corridor have been cracked, water is accumulated in the gaps, and a stench is mixed in the whole corridor.

Frye walked quietly in the corridor. On both sides were cells with only bars. Hands stretched out from the cells, accompanied by bursts of howling, cursing and crying.

There was a hand with six fingers, pale and stick-like, and the nails were covered with mud. Frye looked at this hand in horror.

"You're going to be quick hahahaha."

A dry and hoarse sound came from the cell with the outstretched hand, and Frye was pulled by the hand.

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"You're going to die, you're going to die soon!"

In front of her was a woman with a haggard face, pustules on her face, black and incomplete teeth, and a strange and terrifying appearance. She kept screaming while grabbing Frye.

Frye shook off the woman's hand, and behind him a thick and ragged hand hugged his neck. Frye struggled violently. Behind him was a bald, faceless man with black jagged teeth. It bit Frye's right shoulder.

"what"

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Fry opened his eyes in horror. Sweat dripped from his forehead. He was dreaming, but he still couldn't see in his right eye. The phone in his left hand still couldn't be dialed. It showed that the call was automatically disconnected after 5 minutes.

Frye endured the severe pain all over his body, supported his body, walked to a pile of liquid food scattered on the ground, directly poked one side of the liquid food with his left hand, opened his mouth roughly after taking it, Allowing the liquid food to continuously enter his mouth, he ate a whole can in a short while, picked up the water and gulped it down.

Accompanied by a burst of violent panting, Frye curled up, bumped his head on the floor, and knocked the ground repeatedly. Sweat continued to overflow from his forehead, but the pain did not ease at all, but intensified instead.

After a while, Frye lay down next to the corpse, he laughed, looking at the rotating ceiling, his consciousness began to blur again.

"Kill you, kill you, I will kill you!"

Frye supported his body with a chuckle, a large number of pustules on the right side of his body were ruptured, and a black root-like object at the corner of his mouth quietly crawled towards the unchanged left cheek. Frye stared blankly ahead, as if he saw something.

"I can't die, I absolutely can't die here, can I? It's not what I said, hehe!"

With a thud, Frye fell to the cold ground, unconscious.

Ding Ding Ding

Clone Frye held a triangular tuning fork and tapped it with a small stick, and the tuning fork made a piercing sound.

"Go back to your room and sleep!"

In a long room with lights on, a large number of mentally ill people sitting in front of each table stood up like walking corpses, staggered in a row, and followed Frye out of the room amidst Frye's knocking sound.

(End of this chapter)