After the whole species mutated, I hung up

Lu Mian looked at the medicine list in disbelief. Regardless of the various tubes on his body, he sat up with the support of the bed rails, stretched out his hand and tore off the medicine list.

The medicine list reads in black and white:

Name: Aberration No. 2

However, his name did not appear on this medicine list, only the character Lu was written in the upper left corner with a signature pen.

He pinched the thin paper, his soft fingers trembling.

When he was infected again, he didn't think that he might become a mutant, but when it really happened, he found that he still couldn't accept it.

He has seen aberrations, and when the aberrations reach a certain level, those aberrations will be dealt with, as for how to deal with it, it goes without saying.

Regardless of these, when the genetic similarity is extremely low, the most prominent feature is consciousness.

The most complete and fastest mutant he has ever seen evolved from a human is Brother Mantis. When Brother Mantis first met them, his thinking seemed to have deviated from the scope of normal people. When a person's thinking has safely changed, his body The distortion on the surface is also irresistible.

At this moment, a group of people in white coats opened the door of his room. He looked up and found that the leader was an old acquaintance.

Qian Lao seemed to have been working continuously for a long time, and his wrinkled face was exhausted. He walked to the bedside with a small flashlight, and took a picture of Lu Mian's pupils, followed by a series of detailed inspections. After everything stabilized, Mr. Qian heaved a sigh of relief.

Qian Lao: "How do you feel? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

Lu Mian shook his head and said, "Except for my right hand, I don't have any other discomfort in my body."

Mr. Qian nodded, and ordered a bunch of precautions to the people behind him, and then took Lu Mian's thick stack of inspection reports to read carefully on the spot.

The ones on Lu Mian's body were all removed, leaving only one hanging bottle still working. He couldn't help but ask, "Old Qian, what's wrong with me?"

Mr. Qian took a square stool from the corner of the ward and sat down beside the bed. He turned around and sent the rest of the people out, and then said to Lu Mian, "I know what you want to ask. Don't worry, you're fine for the time being."

After finishing speaking, Qian Lao closed the folder in his hand, "We arrived at the rescue base in Yuejian County the evening before yesterday, and this is the medical center of Yuejian Base."

Lu Mian looked at the medicine list beside the bed, "What does the No. 2 distortion mean?"

Qian Lao looked at Lu Mian, "I think you should know it yourself."

Lu Mian tightened his lips and took a long breath, "What is the similarity of my genes?"

Qian Lao: "48%."

Hearing this number, Lu Mian gasped for breath, and clenched his left hand on the thin quilt into a fist.

Qian Lao sighed, "Sorry, with your current genetic similarity, you can only be a mutant in the system, so..."

Lu Mian stabilized his voice, and then asked carefully: "I... am I going to start to deform?"

His current body seems to be still a human body, but no one can guarantee that he will be deformed tomorrow?After all, his genetic similarity is already so low.

Mr. Qian thought for a while, and then replied: "I stripped a small gene fragment that can suppress the mutation from your gene before. When I was at the rescue base in City X, I actually made part of the potion, and used the potion to After testing several deformed bodies, I finally found that after injecting the genetic medicine, only Lao Wang can survive, and the others..."

Mr. Qian paused, "Other people don't even have the chance to mutate into mutants. After the genetic medicine entered their bodies, it combined with their genes. They couldn't bear it, and their genes collapsed and died. So, I'm not sure. Where is the limit of your genetic endurance? On the way to build the base in the next month, your body has already experienced some abnormal reactions. At that time, I used the last genetic medicine for you, which slowed down your abnormal speed. Fortunately, we I made it to the Yuejian base, where the equipment is complete, and I can make more genetic medicines."

Lu Mian glanced at his body, "I don't seem to be deformed yet..."

Mr. Qian hummed, "The core of the genetic medicine is your own genes. You have almost no rejection, and the effect is not bad. Even the mutated markings have disappeared. This is good news, but the bad news is... ..."

Lu Mian pursed her lips, knowing it in her heart, "The bad news is that I don't know how long the genetic medicine will last on me, and I may be deformed again."

Old Qian: "That's right."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Qian supported the edge of the bed and stood up, "You will need to stay here for the next few days, don't worry, we will try our best to treat you."

Lu Mian looked up at Mr. Qian, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Don't you need to draw more of my blood?"

If he had a mutation, the genetic medicine made from his genes would most likely disappear as well.

Mr. Qian looked at him inexplicably, "We have already smoked what should be smoked. In addition, I am also a benign mutant. My mutation talent is copying. It's just that I can't copy too many things, but the copying potion is more than enough. With me here, what you worry about will not happen. Rest in peace."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Qian patted him on the shoulder, and then left the ward.

After Qian Lao left, Lu Mian sat on the bed for a long time.

When he saw the mutated Pharaoh, he thought, if his gene can really suppress the mutation of humans, does that mean that humans can make something like a vaccine, and from then on, benign mutants of humans will become will increase substantially.

Only by then, he might become a mobile blood bank.

But now it seems that the genes of the human body are too mysterious, and it is not possible to achieve the intended purpose by simply adding or deleting. For many people, his genes may be a reminder.

The next day, the situation that Mr. Qian and Lu Mian were most worried about happened.

Lu Mian looked at the black spots on his hands that spread from the wound, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

He looked at Qian Lao who was standing beside the bed in a dazed state.

Lu Mian: "How long can you last this time?"

Qian Lao's complexion is very haggard, making genetic medicine overnight is a heavy burden on his body, "It's only a while."

Lu Mian was silent, the familiar burning sensation rushed back and forth in his body, Lu Mian only felt that even the breath he exhaled was on fire, and the bones in his body seemed to be directly ignited, burning his spiritual power and vitality .

Qian Lao looked at Lu Mian whose face was flushed unnaturally, and said in a low voice, "Try to stay awake, and feel the mutation in your body with your heart. If you can control it, maybe you can transfer the distortion to a certain place. lead in the direction."

Lu Mian's thinking had begun to blur, and it took him a long time to understand what Qian Lao said.

Feel the variation in your body with your heart?Lu Mian closed his eyes, the burning seemed to be burrowing into his heart. In the dark, he felt that he should protect his heart.

On the third day

Lu Mian kept Qian Lao's words in mind and tried to maintain consciousness as much as possible, so he really survived the day and night with his eyes open.

The burning sensation in his body did not weaken, and he was one step closer to his heart.

He raised his left hand, the skin on his hand had completely turned blue-yellow, and the Mantis Knife also appeared uncontrollably by itself. Compared with before, this Mantis Knife had grown to half a person's height, with a sharp tip Across the top of his head, black stripes were entwined around his blade, and there was a faint violence wrapped in the cold aura that constantly leaked out.

Mr. Qian stood at the door and knocked on the door, "Lu Mian, are you still awake?"

Lu Mian looked at the door and nodded, "Awake."

After getting a response, Mr. Qian opened the door and walked in, followed by a nurse pushing a small cart.

Mr. Qian took a small flashlight and shone in his pupils, with a tired and calm expression on his face, "Today we are going to increase the metering, and you may feel even more uncomfortable. It's still the same sentence, try to stay awake."

Lu Mian nodded and just watched the nurse inject the medicine into his hanging bottle.

Afterwards, Elder Qian observed the place for a while, and found that Lu Mian hadn't experienced any major changes, so he took the person out of the ward.

Before leaving, Mr. Qian said again: "I'm right outside the door, if there's anything I'll rush in as soon as possible, don't be afraid."

Lu Mian responded softly, and after they left, he stared at the ceiling alone in a daze.

Mr. Qian was right, after increasing the dose, he did feel more uncomfortable.

The mutated burning and the coldness from his arms took over his body alternately, as if he was in a world of ice and fire.

And the mutation talent in his body also began to get out of control. The praying mantis knife on his arm switched back and forth between shrinking and skyrocketing. In his eyes, the objects are sometimes hundreds or thousands, and sometimes they are grouped into one, and he can't concentrate at all.

When his vision was lost, he glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, distinguishing the time from the hundreds of clocks.

The second hand of the clock is not moving, and his time is suspended.

After an unknown amount of time, the hands on the clock started to move again, and the sound of ticking hit his chaotic consciousness.

Fourth day

It was already dawn outside, and Lu Mian knew that he had spent another day, but in his consciousness, he did not know how long it had been, maybe a month, maybe a year, the intermittent time pause The launch has completely shattered his concept of time.

Qian Lao knocked on the door again, "Lu Mian, are you still awake?"

Lu Mian turned his gaze to the door, "Wake up."

Qian Lao opened the door and came in, looked at Lu Mian who was lying on the bed, opened his mouth to say something, but finally just sighed, "How do you feel?"

Lu Mian: "If you have anything to say, please speak up."

Elder Qian paused for a moment, then continued, "Your body has undergone a transformation. In addition to the original mutation, you also have black and white hair with stripes growing on your body."

Lu Mian frowned, "Has my body shape changed?"

Hearing this question, Mr. Qian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "No, it's still in human form, except for your bluish-yellow knife."

Lu Mian looked at Qian Lao: "Give me a few days."

Qian Lao was silent for a while, "Okay."

The fifth day

Lu Mian turned into a huge cocoon.

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