Reading to gain unlimited powers, I will become a god in the end of the world

After closing the window, the team leader crouched down and observed the situation outside. After confirming that only a few zombies were following, he slowly exhaled.

He turned around and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the ground, looked at Dai Bin who looked excited, glanced at Wang Mingyang who was sitting leisurely on the experimental table, and frowned.

"Hello! I am Gong Zhan, the captain of the Snow Owl Special Forces. Who are you?"

"Oh, hello, captain, I am a graduate student majoring in biotechnology at Yunnan University. My name is Dai Bin!"

Dai Bin excitedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

The camouflage on Gong Zhan's face moved, he stretched out a hand to shake it, and then looked at Wang Mingyang.

"Oh, hello, Captain Gong, my name is Wang Mingyang."

When Wang Mingyang saw Gong Zhan looking at him, he raised his hand to say hello and smiled.

Gong Zhan's eyes narrowed slightly, and although Dai Bin looked excited, he was somewhat scared and nervous when he looked at the zombies outside just now.

However, this young man named Wang Mingyang, Gong Zhan, did not feel any tension, fear, or fear in him.

not simple……

"How come you are here?"

"Uh, we..." Dai Bin was stunned and wanted to say something.

"We came here to look for Dai Bin's mentor, but unfortunately, we couldn't find him." Wang Mingyang interrupted Dai Bin with a calm tone.

"Oh? What's your mentor's name?" Gong Zhan didn't care. It didn't matter what purpose these two people had. He came with a mission.

"My tutor is Professor Gu Zemin." Dai Bin replied quickly.

"Who?!"

Gong Zhan was startled and asked urgently.

"Professor Gu Zemin, a teacher in the Department of Biotechnology of Yunnan University."

Dai Bin was stunned and said again.

Gong Zhan quickly moved the rifle to his waist, reached into his jacket pocket, took out a piece of paper, and checked it again.

[Gu Zemin: 58 years old, academician of the Academy of Sciences, professor of the School of Life Sciences of Yunnan University. Specializing in biological brain research, he has received...】

"Look, is he your mentor?"

Gong Zhan turned the paper and looked at Dai Bin, pointing his finger on a photo in the upper right corner of the document.

"Uh, it's him!"

Dai Bin looked at the familiar old professor in the photo and nodded repeatedly.

"Where is he?" Gong Zhan asked eagerly.

"I don't know either. We didn't find him in the laboratory on the third floor." Dai Bin shook his head, his eyes dimming quickly. The target of these soldiers turned out to be his mentor.

"You mean... you didn't even see the body?"

"Well, no body was found. The teacher may still be alive."

Gong Zhan frowned when he heard this. This situation was not good.

No one can be seen alive, and no corpses can be seen dead, so the task is a bit difficult to handle.

"The teacher may be in the underground laboratory, but I don't know where the entrance is."

Dai Bin looked at Gong Zhan's somewhat uncertain expression and said.

"Huh? Underground laboratory?"

"Yes, this experimental building is said to have several floors of laboratories underground, but I'm not qualified enough to know the details." Dai Bin nodded, a little embarrassed.

"Xiao Yu, contact the headquarters and see if you can find out the specific information about this underground laboratory."

Gong Zhan's eyes lit up and he looked up at the soldier on the left who was carrying a miniature radio.

"Yes! Captain."

Xiao Yu responded in a low voice, quickly put down his backpack, turned on the micro radio, and started debugging it.

Wang Mingyang's eyes lit up when he saw this radio station.

When the end of the world comes, ordinary mobile phone communication signals are cut off, but traditional radio stations can still be used. In previous generations, governments used radio to announce various messages to the whole country.

When the military goes out on operations, they usually carry this kind of miniature radio to keep in touch with the headquarters.

As Xiao Yu contacted the headquarters, Gong Zhan looked at Wang Mingyang on the experimental table, stood up and walked forward slowly.

A feeling of chilling came over him, and Wang Mingyang frowned slightly.

"Hello, your name is Wang Mingyang, right? Can you tell me your identity?"

Gong Zhan had a serious face and his tone was neither urgent nor slow, but it contained a will that could not be refused.

"Well, I'm a food delivery guy..."

Wang Mingyang nodded, smiled lightly, looked at the surprised Dai Bin vaguely, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Dai Bin met Wang Mingyang's eyes and quickly closed his slightly open mouth.

"Uh... why aren't you wearing a yellow jacket when delivering food?"

Gong Zhan was stunned, frowned slightly, looked Wang Mingyang up and down, and asked doubtfully.

"If you wear it, you won't be able to get in. The security guard at the door won't let you!"

Wang Mingyang spread his hands, shrugged and said helplessly.

"Well, that's really hard for you."

Gong Zhan suddenly felt a little sympathetic.

"It's okay. I'm used to it anyway. I take off my clothes when I come in and dress when I go out..."

Wang Mingyang chuckled and waved his hand.

Gong Zhan understood instantly, smiled with big white teeth, and then slowly turned around.

Wang Mingyang put away the smile on his face, lowered his head slightly, and reached for the lighter and cigarette case in his pocket.

"call out!"

A sharp dagger came from the right. Wang Mingyang's pupils shrank, and his right hand stretched out like lightning, tightly grasping the sudden dagger.

"Captain Gong, what does this mean?"

Wang Mingyang slowly raised his head, his ice-like eyes showing a hint of murderous intent in his heart.

Gong Zhan did not answer, his eyes focused on Wang Mingyang's right hand holding the dagger. Wang Mingyang's entire palm was wrapped in a layer of silver-white metal, like a metal palm.

The sharp dagger didn't hurt him at all!

"Don't worry, I'm just testing it..."

Gong Zhan chuckled. He had determined that the young man in front of him was also an awakened person.

"Hmph! Let's test it a little bit... Then let me try it on you too!"

Wang Mingyang snorted coldly and squeezed it hard with his right hand. The tactical dagger made of fine steel suddenly became like soft mud and he crushed it easily.

He clenched his fist with his left hand and struck Gong Zhan directly in the face. The latter quickly raised his arms to block.

The huge force directly knocked Gong Zhan back, and his lower back was pressed against the experimental table a few meters away.

Before he could put down his hands in time, a whip leg swept towards the right side of Gong Zhan's head with a whistling sound.

After blocking with his right arm and retreating to the right, Gong Zhan stretched his body and quickly assumed a fighting stance.

"You can try it and see which one is faster, your gun or my sword..."

However, Wang Mingyang put down his left leg in a leisurely manner, threw the crushed dagger on the ground, and glanced at the four soldiers with their rifles raised indifferently.

The metal covering his palm quickly turned into four flying swords, and the sword tips were pointed at several warriors.

Dai Bin was stunned by this sudden change. He knew Wang Mingyang's fighting power all too well.

Even though those soldiers held rifles and the thermal weapons were full of lethality, Dai Bin did not think Wang Mingyang would lose.

Along the way, Wang Mingyang's magical ability to manipulate metal has already refreshed Dai Bin's understanding.

Hot Weapon is probably just a younger brother in front of him...

"Put down the gun! We're just sparring."

Gong Zhan seemed to feel the murderous intention gradually surging in Wang Mingyang's body, and quickly gave an order.

"team leader……"

One soldier did not dare to move his eyes away, staring at Wang Mingyang and hesitatingly said.

"I said, put the gun down!"

Gong Zhan shouted coldly, quickly walked between several soldiers and Wang Mingyang, and blocked the muzzle of the gun.

Several soldiers had no choice but to lower their guns angrily.

"Heh... a wise choice."

Wang Mingyang sneered, and the flying sword melted and fell into his pocket.

"Shall we continue?" Gong Zhan raised his hand.

"Come if you're not afraid of death!"

Wang Mingyang didn't waste any words. He stepped down and punched out with his right fist.

The two quickly fought together, and their fists and kicks made a low and muffled sound.

Several people on the side were dumbfounded. Gong Zhan was the captain of their special team, and he was the best in mixed martial arts, the king of soldiers.

But now he was being suppressed by Wang Mingyang, and he kept retreating after several collisions.