Lantern [Interstellar]

After three years of development and the participation of countless people, the area of ​​Kunlai has become very large. According to the statistics of professionals, it has reached the area of ​​the capital star, and the landscape and animals are improving day by day.

There is some confusion in Kun-Lai today.

There are panicked crowds everywhere, panicked crowds buying cabbage and materials everywhere, and there are groups of people who are looking for land inside the gate of Kunlai Mountains. In their view, everyone has a house and land, and they can’t just because of the congress. The group of SB's messing around will drive them away, right?

As a rare GM in Kun-Lai, Ming Jin felt that she could deal with all emergencies calmly.

But there are too many things today, and he doesn't have much time to answer questions for everyone. Anyone who is disobedient and robs them will be fined directly, and the Internet will be disconnected.

His spiritual power can be said to be second only to the lamp passer in Kun-Lai. After all, he has a small percentage of the spiritual power he earns every time he serves. He feels that there is no difference from when he was alive except that he is a little busy.

"A Jin, I need a piece of land here, here is the deposit." Servia stopped him, the big loli was wearing a cute princess dress and small leather shoes, and she was winking and cute with double ponytails, "The area is about [-] square meters, remember to be anonymous trade."

"Okay." Ming Jin nodded, quickly handled it for him, and asked casually, "Didn't you already have one before?"

"That's what Ah Che wants." Sylvia smiled ambiguously. "I heard he planted a lot of things. I'll take a peek when I have a chance."

Ming Jin nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

"In other words, our mutant side accumulates strength and establishes order. If nothing happens, they start to do it." Servia raised her chin proudly, "Human beings are so ignorant!"

"It's normal." Ming Jin said with a smile, "Aren't you moved by how hard they work so hard? If you really want to live a life of farming, aren't you bored?"

"Unload the mill and kill the lamp!" The little girl snorted, and said an idiom that she had recently studied Chinese.

Ming Jin's smile froze, and he rubbed her helplessly: "Don't use idioms indiscriminately in front of Chuan Deng, the variants are all pretending to be a little bit, last time they exposed me, it's been a long time since I finished."

"Got it, that's right, have you met Boss Terence?" Servia looked around, "She borrowed the manuscript from me yesterday, and I have to hand in my homework today."

"No, isn't she always with His Majesty Paschi?" Ming Jin closed her eyes and sensed the entire Kun-Lai Realm, "I didn't find them, they should all be in the real world."

"Okay, I'll go find them again." Servia's expression collapsed. As the boss of the Three Mutant Kings, she was tortured by homework recently and was about to become a waste.

At this moment, Ming Jin suddenly stopped, grabbed her who was about to leave with one hand, and her expression changed drastically: "Look, is this what you are looking for?"

He tapped his fingertips in the air, and the holographic screen appeared in an instant, and it was printed on it, which was the scene of the congressional inquiry.

"Excuse me, how do you explain this document." At the scene of the congressional inquiry, Ms. Arsha took out a photo projection of a document.

Above is a photographed video of a mental power test paper that teaches the control of evolution by different bodies. There are careful annotations on the top, and these are Xie Chuandeng's unique notes. The steady style of writing is very recognizable. People in the league like to write on paper documents. There are only a few of them, and those who can write well are even a few of the few, and Xie Chuandeng is one of them.

Arsha even took out special notes for comparison, leaving no room for explanation at all.

Xie Chuandeng hasn't communicated with Terence yet, but he can be sure that this should be Weiwei's homework.

"This is my note, but not my handwritten note." Xie Chuandeng said coldly.

Writing this is Terrence.

Arsha looked proud and contemptuous: "So, you mean I forged it?"

Xie Chuandeng's indifferent expression said everything.

"In this world, besides you, is there anyone else who can teach spiritual power to different bodies?" the other party asked sharply.

"Of course." Xie Chuandeng said calmly, "Aren't there still few people teaching spiritual power?"

"I can ask all note-taking experts to appraise this certificate, do you dare to accept the result?" Arsha did not back down, "Or do you dare not admit the fact of sympathy for heterogeneity?"

Xie Chuandeng was about to speak when he saw the woman's expression froze suddenly, pointing in his direction with trembling fingertips, she suddenly covered her neck and fell heavily to the ground.

There was an uproar.

The live broadcast even gave a close-up, almost at the same time, a very small thing drilled a small hole from her neck, and crawled out quickly, and a little weird pattern quickly appeared on the woman's neck.

"Variation!" The people around ran away as if they saw a ghost, "It's an infection!"

For a moment, ghosts and wolves were howling at the scene, many people stepped on each other, and the surrounding security guards rushed into it in an instant, escorting the group of councilors who were like frightened birds to escape.

This kind of clumsy framing...

Xie Chuandeng raised his fingertips and made a move in the air, and the transparent variant body began to struggle in the void, as if it was imprisoned by something, but he didn't say another word. Sometimes, people only want to believe the truth of their own choice.

I'm afraid this question will not go on.

On the contrary, this alien body is very strange. It doesn't have any spiritual power feedback. Logically speaking, as long as it is life, it should have spiritual power.

Why this, I should take it back and study it.

Xie Chuandeng thought about Ah Che who was waiting in the lounge, and prepared to call him to leave.

However, at the same time, he felt that Ah Che's mind was instantly confused—what's the situation?

No longer caring about these variants, he rushed to the lounge.

In the small room, Ah Che sat at the table, pressed his forehead, felt his arrival, hugged him almost instantly, and buried his head in Chuan Deng's arms, as if this could relieve the pain in his body.

The fact is exactly the same, he really recovered a lot, and then he said in confusion: "I was watching your debate just now, and for some reason, I suddenly felt very uncomfortable."

Xie Chuandeng glanced around and picked up a small flower on the table. This newly opened flower was exuding a special smell.

"Guiding potion," Xie Chuandeng stood up instinctively. This is an experimental potion that can easily induce the transformation of genetic warriors. It is generally used to induce the transformation of animals for experiments. It is normal for Ah Che to have some adverse reactions.

After all, clones are born with a little flaw of one kind or another.

However, the matter is not over.

The noise around was getting louder.

When Xie Chuandeng let go of his mental power, he saw that the bodies of many congressmen around him gradually mutated, and their genes experienced violent collapse and reorganization. Some died directly, and some turned into other lives.

No wonder Isis did not come to this questioning at the beginning.

This time, the purpose of the other party was not a congressional inquiry at all, but to show the harm of the alien body.

"Ache, can you control the variant body?" Xie Chuandeng helped him up and asked solemnly.

A Che closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, then shook his head heavily: "These people are injected with a second-stage modified gene needle, which does not contain Zerg genes, nor does it contain my evolutionary source, I cannot control them."

"This is a little troublesome." Xie Chuandeng sensed the things around him, and his expression was a little heavy.

But his movements didn't slow down at all. Under the strong invasion of mental power, those alienated beings gradually gathered towards the parliament hall.

"It's really a big trouble." Xie Chuandeng thought coldly, and sure enough, he shouldn't talk too much with these sick guys.

The news of the discovery of the alien body on the capital star spread across the entire capital planet in an instant. Spaceships fleeing to aliens were everywhere, and those without tickets quickly hid in emergency capsules. Learn how to get infected.

A long time ago, a planet was once infected. The alien body is like the most terrifying virus, and new transmission channels are added all the time. The infected people take it out to new places, and then expand the crowd...

They thought that what the variants brought was just war, but this upheaval reminded people that the horror of the variants was not just war at all, but that it could turn normal people into them.

Paralysis is almost everywhere, and the people hide in the defense and enter the strong room, trying to reduce all energy-consuming behaviors.

More people are considering whether to clean up the capital planet - this is the inevitable end of the alien-infected planet back then.

But most people believe that this is impossible. After all, there are nearly [-] billion people on the capital star, and there are countless people on the surrounding satellites. Once the capital star is destroyed, these satellites will die under the gravitational tide. Can't escape.

Humanity cannot afford such a big loss.

"Share tips on charging the nutrition machine!"

"Everyone, don't panic, it's just a special situation in a small area!"

Countless people tried to save themselves

……

More people are cursing all this on Xingwang. They don't understand how it became like this. It was a prosperous age just now, and it seems to have entered the doomsday in an instant. Who did it?

The identity of Ah Che's variant is dragged out and whipped again and again, and people don't have the heart to go to the virtual world anymore. Nothing is more important than reality.

Just then, someone in fear discovered a dire situation.

"Everyone, look at the Congress."

"Look at the ghost, the government troops are still under martial law!"

"No, really, look! The variant body doesn't seem to have spread!"

"Who are you lying to..." The angry people were about to yell at those involved, but they suddenly stopped when they saw the picture, and it was difficult to shut their big mouths of condemnation.

On the live broadcast screen that is still going on, there are many variants placed in a haphazard manner.

One of them was in Xie Chuandeng's hands, struggling and howling in pain. It seemed to want to attack him, but the latter twisted its arms and legs contemptuously, opened its chest, and pulled out its white fingers in the flesh and blood. At once, he pulled out a tissue with blood vessels, and then helped him hold the wound, so that the healing power of the foreign body could heal back.

He threw this little heart-like tissue aside and put it in a pile of ashtrays, and said calmly: "This is the core of the alien body, as long as it is taken out at the beginning of the transformation, the mutation will stop, and the human body's own immunity will stop. It can resist the inducing substances in the blood and recover quickly, but the action must be faster."

As he said that, he threw the variant in his hand aside. There were already a few ordinary people who seemed to have changed back to their original form, and a few others were growing their mutated fingers back to their original form...

And he himself quickly grabbed a new variant, tapped his fingertips on the other's chest, and reproduced the bloody scene just now.

"Don't worry about infection," the bloody-handed Lantern boss slowly explained to the camera, "As long as people are not dead, the current medical cabin can cure them. If you who are watching the live broadcast encounter a foreign body, please don't be afraid. Send it to me in time, and it can be treated."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and continued to concentrate on his work.

That serious look made the audience shiver.

It's really, really scary.