I was reborn after playing a good hand badly

Nowadays, on the streets of Country A, there are not only the same bugs as those in Country Xia, but also many mutated species.

A mantis beast with three sickles and two heads, some even had a pair of membrane wings growing out;

The blue lightworms have expanded several times in size and can prey not only on humans but also on large animals;

There are limbs of different lengths growing randomly on the long trunk, and there are even centipedes with mouthparts on both ends...

Anyone who sees this will have their SAM points drop drastically.

But there is no way, things have come to this.

Most of the people in Country A who survived the insect plague had no choice but to accept it and struggle to survive under the siege and pursuit of these Zerg and deformed Zerg.

They have no ability to create a safe haven for themselves, nor do they have the ability to escape.

Even if they really had a chance to escape, they wouldn't know where to escape to. After all, the Zerg are not only targeting Country A.

The survivors of Country A didn't know when it started, but suddenly a group of mysterious people with red hair, red eyes and wearing red robes would occasionally appear.

There are not many of them and there are both men and women. Most of them have exaggerated hairstyles and look different from the people of Country A.

They claimed to be followers of the God of Fire and raised the flag of the God of Fire Cult in Country A.

In fact, the people of Country A could not understand what the cross-dressed Fire God cult leaders said, and they needed the local believers of Country A to convey their meaning to others.

Those people from Country A who were qualified to communicate with the upper echelons of the Fire God Cult were the first group of believers to join the Cult, and they were the ones who did almost all the promotion of the Cult.

The fact that the Fire God Cult was able to spread so quickly in Country A was certainly not just due to the words of its believers, but because the top leaders of the Cult really did have magical powers.

They seemed to be favored by the God of Fire and could release flames at will and even float in the air.

What is more worth mentioning is that the flames they release are indeed powerful and can be a one-hit kill for the Zerg.

In short, each of these upper echelons of the Vulcan Cult has the strength to fight against the Zerg alone.

The emergence of the Fire God Cult is like a ray of light to the people of Country A. Every time they appear, they save many survivors of Country A from the mouths of insects.

Just like now.

On the streets of a dilapidated and depressed town in Country A, a small group of mantis beasts and a few blue light bugs were wandering over.

They spread out on the street, waving their noses left and right, trying to smell whether there was any hidden prey.

These Zergs now roaming around in Country A are just stragglers without the control of their mother nest, and all their actions are just for the purpose of hunting for food.

But Country A is already vast and sparsely populated, and after experiencing previous Zerg attacks and nuclear bomb strikes, the survivors have become even more skilled in hiding, making it difficult for the Zerg to find food.

The hungry insects have reached the point where they don't care whether it is a human or an animal. As long as they see a living thing, they will go up and take a bite. The centipedes, which have a large appetite and are not picky about food, have even begun to eat plants...

Compared with the Zerg who do whatever they want in other countries on the blue planet, the Zerg, whether born in Xia Country or Country A, have a hard life.

On the streets of the small town.

A small vent under the base of a wooden villa revealed a pair of eyes observing the outside. Those eyes belonged to the male owner of the house. It was obviously not the first time he had done this. He held his breath and watched the situation on the street.

This team was already the third Zerg team that passed by here in the past two days. He watched and waited quietly, praying in his heart that they would leave here as soon as possible like the previous two teams.

The Zerg squad, which had been struggling and struggling along the way but had failed to find any prey, was about to pass by his house.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this time, like the previous ones, he would be able to get through it safely.

But unexpectedly, the next moment, a ball of blue light appeared in his sight.

It turned out to be a blue light bug sliding down the wall of the villa...

Discovered! The man's heart was filled with alarm.

"Ah ah!" The man couldn't help but exclaim in panic at that moment.

He's been discovered!

The man covered his mouth and returned as quickly as possible to the refuge corner he had manually built with miscellaneous items in the basement.

But his carelessness still hurt him.

How could a blue light worm that hadn't eaten for several days let go of its prey when it found it?

As if they heard the noise here, other blue light bugs swarmed over, and one by one they used their iron heads to smash through the ventilation louvers and enter the basement.

Several blue light bugs illuminated the dark basement in a gloomy blue. They rushed around, sending debris flying everywhere. Soon, the man was locked onto by one of them.

When the man's head was wrapped by the blue light worm, the other blue light worms suddenly started to rush around more crazily.

They could still remain calm when no one found food, but now one blue light worm has monopolized the food, and the other blue light worms and even the mantis beasts outside have become frantic because they failed to grab the food.

They flew out of the basement and began to wreak destruction on the street. The wooden villas along the street were destroyed one after another.

The Zerg don't care about human buildings. They can destroy high-rise buildings, and wooden houses can also be used to vent their anger.

The few survivors hiding in this street were trembling. Just when the Zerg's destructive behavior was about to capture another prey...

A man in red appeared as if falling from the sky.

It immediately attracted the attention of all Zerg.

Before the scattered Zerg team could gather together, the man in red raised his hands slightly, and the next moment, small fireballs appeared around him. Under the control of the man in red, those fireballs shot out as if they had eyes and accurately hit the Zerg scattered on the street.

In an instant, every Zerg member of this Zerg squad was covered in flames and destroyed a moment later.

The man in red walked towards the middle of the street, and as he moved forward step by step, he slowly lifted off the ground, and finally stopped at a height that made people look up, suspended in the air.

His relatively normal shoulder-length fiery red hair fluttered slightly behind him, and his arms were spread out with fireballs surrounding his palms.

From a distance, he looked like a burning flame, and even exuded a hint of majesty.

On the street beneath his feet were the survivors.

Seeing the charred insect corpses, the dozen or so survivors were so grateful that they couldn't help but kneel down and worship.

After a moment, the man from Country A who was kneeling in the front trembled slightly. He stood up first and turned to face the crowd.

The panic and fear in his eyes were gone, and now they were filled with reverence and piety. He had become another follower of the Fire God Cult, and he believed that the Fire God could save the world from troubled times.

He took a deep breath and said, "Great God of Fire! You are the master of all things in the world, your power is endless, and your love warms every life like the sun.

We have witnessed your miracles with our own eyes. Your fire has burned away the evil and darkness and protected us, your believers.

Please accept our gratitude and admiration, and may you always bless us. "

After finishing the prayer, the man's eyes swept over the people who were still kneeling one by one, and his voice became excited.

“Join the Fire God Cult and become a follower of the Fire God. The Fire God will protect all those who have devout faith in Him.

Join the Fire God Cult and pledge your loyalty to the Fire God, who will grant believers food and security.

The world has abandoned us, let us join the big family of the Vulcan Cult."

As the man finished his words, voices of agreement and response immediately rang out from the small crowd.

"The Fire God Cult! The Fire God Cult!"

"Ask for the protection of the God of Fire!"

At this moment, the man in red who had been floating in the air and posing slowly landed on the ground.

Although the man in red was no longer high and mighty, in the eyes of these survivors, he became more mysterious and majestic.

The man in red had a calm look. He glanced at everyone present, then turned and left.

The man from Country A also quickly followed without saying anything more to the survivors.

The two people who left one after the other didn't seem to care whether those who were rescued were really willing to join the Fire God Cult and believe in the "Fire God".

It seemed as if they had just given each other a choice, and it was the other party's freedom to choose or not.

Among these dozen or so survivors, there were neighbors who knew each other, and there were also people who had fled from other places and temporarily took refuge here.

Without much hesitation, seeing that the two men were about to walk away, almost everyone stood up and followed them.

No one knows what those people are thinking, but regardless of whether they truly believe in it or not, the Fire God Cult is powerful and has food, so if they follow them they can get protection, so why not?

After everyone left, only a woman was left there, kneeling there holding her child, not moving.

The woman carefully watched the backs of those people walking away, remaining kneeling. Although she was very grateful to that man for saving her and her son, the woman felt uneasy when she saw the man in red. Her feelings told her that following the "God of Fire" would not be a good choice.

The woman was able to survive with her son in such a world. Her feelings helped her avoid crises many times. She believed in her feelings.

"Mom..." The little boy just opened his mouth when the woman covered his mouth.

The little boy blinked his big eyes, full of confusion. Why didn't his mother take him to go with everyone?

"Shh, good boy, don't make any noise..." the woman put her mouth close to the boy's ear and whispered.

The man in red saved them after all, so let her kneel down and watch those people leave. The woman held her son's hands tightly.

The woman thought that there was still some food stored in the basement, so they could hold on for a while and think about what to do next...

The mother and son just watched the group of people gradually walk away and are about to disappear from their sight.

At this moment, the woman's heart suddenly tightened.

This, this is a bad premonition...

"Mom?" The little boy felt his mother's strength increasing.

The woman couldn't wait any longer, so she immediately stood up, grabbed the little boy and ran into the house. They were lucky just now, as the house they were hiding in had not been destroyed by the crazy insects.

But just before the mother and son were about to step into the house, a cluster of flames appeared out of nowhere in front of them. The woman and her son could not control themselves and ran straight into it.

The flame ignited them instantly.

The mother and son didn't even have time to scream before they were engulfed in flames.

After all, it is a flame that can easily burn even Zerg to death, so it is very easy to deal with ordinary people.

The mother and son were burned to ashes without even a trace of their bodies left.

Behind the house across the street, a man with a flamboyant hairstyle and also dressed in fiery red appeared. He looked younger than the previous man.

Glancing at the pile of ashes, his face showed no sign of disdain.

"Hmph, you are really ungrateful. Since you don't want to join, just give your life back..." He muttered softly before turning around and floating away, returning to their temporary resting place by another road.

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Country A, in a deserted desert with no inhabitants.

Hidden deep underground is a large-scale, well-equipped secret research base.

This base consists of countless laboratories and living areas, and was built before the Zerg invasion.

The main focus here is experiments. Although there are multiple projects being carried out at the same time, the main one is the genetic project led by Dr. T.

When Dr. T was young, he led a team into the depths of the rainforest or the mountains to search for powerful biological specimens.

Unfortunately, not only did a lot of people die, but the research also made no progress.

While the Zerg brought destruction to humans on Blue Planet, they also brought powerful genetic sequences to Dr. T. As for him personally, he welcomed the arrival of the Zerg.

Each laboratory is filled with a tense and busy atmosphere. Researchers in white coats shuttle between laboratories, busy with their respective work.

Some of them have persistence and enthusiasm on their faces, some have excitement and greed. They look forward to every new experiment and want to get the results they imagine.

There are a few people who occasionally reveal intolerance and numbness, but they can't change anything.

In a large glass room among many laboratories, a strange creature is constantly attacking the wall.

He is Dr. T's latest experimental subject.

Only his torso still looked human. His dark green lower limbs were slender and powerful, and his upper limbs were two huge, sharp sickles, exactly like the limbs of a mantis beast.

The subject kept swinging the sickle or using the momentum of the rebound to hit the wall, trying to break the cage that imprisoned him, using all his strength in each attack.

However, the four walls of this room are made of one-way visible reinforced glass. While the situation inside the room can be clearly seen from the observation room outside, the defensive capabilities are also sufficient.

The power of this experimental subject was ultimately not enough to break it all.

After all his efforts, he was soon exhausted. He staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground.

He can't do what he wants to do...

He was breathing rapidly, his head and face were covered in sweat, and beads of sweat fell to the ground one by one.

The experimental subject tilted his head slightly, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes.

He couldn't escape, so he could only stare with those angry eyes, slowly sweeping his gaze across the glass wall, as if he wanted to intimidate the person observing him behind the glass with his eyes.

At this moment, there were indeed two people in white coats, one old and one young, looking at the experimental subject in the observation room.

The old man was Dr. T. His white hair was combed meticulously and he didn't care at all about the subject's resentment.