Evolution Paradise, are you the natural disaster?

‘If we were stronger, stronger, stronger, stronger enough to rival the gods with our mortal bodies, would the empire be able to continue? Would the legion not be destroyed by the disaster? ’

The pink-blue eyes of the silver-haired girl seemed to reflect the terrible, cruel and desperate war.

In the face of the real disaster, the conventional cosmic civilization is so futile and powerless to put all its efforts into resistance.

The concept god is annihilated, and the divided dependent tribes are completely out of control.

Whether it is organic matter or inorganic matter, even a piece of scrap iron, a piece of earth and stone, a grain of sand, or a drop of water, the disaster bathed in the glory of the evil god has distorted the original concept and turned it into a hotbed for the endless division and replication of the disaster.

In just a few hundred years, it has swept across two-thirds of the explored universe, and the number of civilizations that have perished is more than the number of the sands of the Ganges, and the number of lives that have fallen and died is incalculable.

From the moment she received the ‘number’, her short life was full of blood and war, and she shouted the slogan ‘for the empire’ and fought on the front line against the disaster.

The comrades are gone, the legion is gone, the empire is gone, and life has lost its meaning.

The emergence of "Evolution Paradise" may bring a new turn.

Meng Yi's words "weakness is the original sin" gave new vitality to this "weapon" that was close to being scrapped.

"Commander, can I follow you?"

"Although I am weak, I will try my best!"

Commander?

The extremely unfamiliar name made Meng Yi, who was waiting for Luo Ji's answer, slightly stunned.

Meng Yi turned his head and looked at the girl who climbed up from the window for a while with a scrutinizing mentality, unlike the previous rough look.

In the detection field of the spiritual vision, the target's originally weak and almost extinguished residual flame grew a little stronger.

Meng Yi could see that she was trying her best to squeeze the remaining "lamp oil" and was in a state of last gasp.

This can be seen from the glowing lines spreading on the target's neck and cheeks.

The delicate face is like a piece of cracked porcelain, just a hair's breadth away from being scrapped.

‘Strange, she has burned out, what is the source of her power? She can actually defy the law of conservation of mass and energy to a certain extent.’

‘Could it be from the worldview of the ‘idealistic’ system? Or has it been contaminated by some kind of conceptual higher life?’

The girl with spider-web-like green cracks on her body posed an exponentially higher threat to Meng Yi, as if she were a high-intensity explosive barrel about to explode.

‘A double-edged sword that hurts both the enemy and yourself.’

Meng Yi remained calm on the surface. With his life experience, it was not difficult to find that this child was in a confused stage of lack of faith, and soldiers needed orders to point out the direction to move forward.

"I'm not your superior, so you can act with me."

"You can call me 'White Devil'. Can you tell me your name?"

Hearing this, the weapon-like girl was refreshed, and instinctively performed a courtesy that Meng Yi had never seen before, and answered loudly: "Yes! Sir!"

"Imperial number AR-26710 reports to you!"

She has no name of her own, and only a string of cold numbers represents her, which just happened to be in line with Meng Yi's guess about the 'weapon'.

Seeing this, Luo Ji smiled bitterly and scratched his wet hair hard, his mature face twisted slightly.

"It seems that I have no other choice."

"Well, Brother Bai is right, either move forward or die! Don't be afraid of him!"

Meng Yi didn't care about the 'superior' title of the 'weapon' girl, nor did he delve into Luo Ji's complex psychological changes. He spread his arms and smiled: "Okay, welcome."

...

The three not-so-simple 'newbies' in the selection copy reached a consensus.

The three came to the door full of heavy furniture.

The girl with the number AR-26710 took the lead and nimbly moved the furniture that blocked the road.

The power bursting out of her thin and slender body made Meng Yi and Luo Ji, two grown men, ashamed and could only smile awkwardly at each other.

Not long after, the girl cleared the obstacles on the road, opened the solid wood door covered with blood and cracks, and stood aside obediently waiting for Meng Yi and Luo Ji to leave first, while vigilantly paying attention to the surrounding situation.

‘Genetically modified body? AR-26710…’

Meng Yi secretly thought about the strange number that the girl had just introduced herself.

The mental detection field was turned on, and he walked towards the underground train track with two ‘teammates’ along the road drawn in his mind.

Raccoon City has experienced the biochemical crisis + Black Watch to clean up dangerous infected bodies, and water and power outages are inevitable results.

So don’t even think about taking the elevator, just climb the stairs honestly.

…

There are not many infected bodies left in this building. Meng Yi chose a very safe route. Along the way, there are more corpses that have been rotten due to the high temperature and have become a breeding ground for mosquitoes.

The smell is so refreshing. Meng Yi missed the bottom of the nest city where he had lived for more than ten years, where the people are simple and talented.

It feels like a second home without a needle!

Meng Yi is used to this. The girl who is used to life and death is not moved at all. Only Luo Ji knelt on the ground and vomited three times along the way.

"Brother Bai, little girl, don't you two feel disgusted?"

Luo Ji's face turned pale from vomiting. The high fever + vomiting made this over 30-year-old social animal look wilted.

"What's the end? Brother Luo, have you ever seen a corpse corroded by highly polluted acid and then taken back by a group of people to eat?"

"Corpses in highly resource-scarce areas are treasures. They are processed into "cadaver starch" with crude equipment, wrapped in pieces of highly radioactive and highly contaminated rotten meat, and deep-fried in ditches. The children next door will be so greedy that they cry. "

"Ugh~ vomit~!!!"

Meng Yi's unfailing examples made Luo Ji vomit, burst into tears, and vomit all the acidic water in his stomach.

"Stop! Stop talking! I'm afraid of you!"

Luo Ji stood up shakily, holding on to the wall, gritting his teeth and holding onto the table leg weapon he had picked up.

After what he saw and heard in a shocking way, as well as Meng Yi's vivid case, Luo Ji probably understood what the mentality change mentioned in "Evolutionary Paradise" actually meant.

‘Damn it, what kind of world can produce a ‘talent’ like Brother White Devil! ’

…

After walking more than 30 flights of stairs while 'travelling', Meng Yi commented with interest on the unlucky guy who died in all kinds of strange ways.

Luo Ji, who is so arrogant, has exhausted all his faults.

It wasn't until they reached the lobby area on the first floor that they couldn't avoid it, and the three of them encountered seven or eight scattered infected bodies.

Sensing the breath of a living person, the infected bodies wandering aimlessly turned their heads at the same time.

There is also a heavyweight player who is missing three of his legs, his head is hanging on his shoulders, his fingernails are broken, his hand joints are severely twisted, and he has to come here to "try something new" even if he digs at the floor.

"Amazing, such determination! Such perseverance!"

The playful Meng Yi stood in awe and gave a thumbs up to the crawling zombies.

As soon as they were interrupted, the nervousness Luo Ji had just mentioned was inexplicably lessened. Then he shook his head and cursed, "Stop being so fussy! They are coming! Shall we retreat to the stairs and deal with them one by one?"

"There's no need to go to such trouble."

Meng Yi lowered his outstretched right thumb, raised his index finger slightly, and the mental network that controlled his thinking logic spread quietly.

‘Bang! ’

‘Bang! ’

‘Bang! ’

The little girl who kept silent along the way rushed into the zombies with the removed table legs, and quickly and accurately shot the heads one by one. The exploded brains did not contaminate her in the slightest. Her movements were elegant and unrestrained to the extreme, leaving only 'shots' all over the place. The crazy zombies fell to pieces.

Luo Ji was so shocked that he opened his mouth numbly, and after holding it in for a long time, he said the most unpretentious compliment from the East: "Awesome!"

Meng Yi's face was gloomy, and his heart was bleeding. His zombie tool died before it could take off, and was actually killed by friendly forces!

"Sir, did I...did I do something wrong?"

The girl who was ruthless and didn't talk much raised the table leg stained with red and white stuff and said weakly while shrinking her neck.

The cultural man Meng Yi's blood pressure suddenly rose.

"...You did a good job. Don't take action without my order next time."

"Yes! Promise to complete the mission!"

The girl instinctively wanted to raise her hands to salute, but found that her right hand was holding the "murder weapon involved", so she had no choice but to leave it alone.