After the whole species mutated, I hung up

It has been six days since Lu Mian entered the medical center, and the team of Xinyue Community, who has been with Lu Mian for a long time, is in a gloomy mood.

Lao Wang covered the mutated face on his neck, only showing his expressionless original face in the crowd, "I don't know what's wrong with Xiao Lu now? Mr. Qian won't let us in to see..."

Lin Feng was smoking a cigarette, and the cigarette butts at his feet had piled up into a hill. "There are federal regulations that no visitors are allowed in the isolation ward."

Brother Chen pulled his hair, with a sad face, "You are not allowed to enter, so there must be a monitoring room or something?"

Xiao Sun tidied up the clothes that had been left on the chair before he had time to clean them up, and the closest he put this chair in front of the giant bear who was standing beside him.

The black bear groaned and looked down at the chair brought by Xiaosun. Then it raised its paw, moved the chair aside, and sat down on the ground.

Xiao Sun glanced at the wooden stool, which was somewhat slender for a bear, and smiled awkwardly.

Lao Wang stretched out his hand and pulled down the scarf on his neck, and looked at the black bear with the eyes on his neck, "If you go to ask Qian Lao, he should be willing to help us with this, but, do we want to bring this thing?"

Cangye owed the black bear five cans of beef for Lu Mian, and the black bear followed them to the outside of the Yuejian base. It took Cangye a lot of effort to bring the black bear into the base.

Therefore, this bear became the only mutated species in the entire base. He walked around the base with a bamboo basket on his back all day long, and wanted to stuff anything into his bamboo basket when he encountered something.

Fortunately, its range of activities were all the camps of the federal army, and it did not cause unnecessary panic. This was the first time it came to the camp of the survivors.

Hearing the old man calling it that, the black bear snapped fiercely at the old man, "Oh!"

Lin Feng looked at the black bear, "Take it."

So, a group of people took a bear and went to the medical center in a mighty way.

At the entrance, they were stopped by the federal army guarding the entrance of the medical center, "Idlers are not allowed to enter."

Several people were silent, not knowing what to do for a while.

The medical center is not the hospital they are familiar with. Anyone with a headache can go to the hospital for treatment. In the Yuejian base, if you have any ailments, you need to register with the federal army in your own camp and apply for approval before entering the medical center.

As for the survivors who came from other places, the first thing they did after entering the base was to undergo some routine physical examinations. Those with abnormal bodies had already been sent to the medical center, and they had no major problems. was left in the camp.

Everyone looked at Lao Wang in unison. Based on the tacit understanding obtained after living and dying together several times, Lao Wang silently pulled down the scarf around his neck, "Sir, I have mutated, look! Let me in quickly !"

The federal soldier was taken aback by the old king's appearance, and his first reaction was to take off his walkie-talkie that was pinned to his shoulder, but then he came back to his senses and couldn't help exhaling, "I remembered, You are the No. 1 deformity, and your superiors have explained that your condition is temporarily stable, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with this feeling?"

Lao Wang lowered his head and coughed a few times, "I...I feel the back of my head itchy! Am I going to grow another face?"

Of course, he said this to scare the guards. Only by saying so would he be able to enter the medical center.

After hearing what Lao Wang said, the guard picked up the walkie-talkie to report to the public. After a while, Mr. Qian came out with someone and checked Lao Wang on the spot.

Qian Lao opened his eyes full of bloodshot eyes, "What's the matter? The back of the head started to itch?"

Seeing the person he was looking for appeared, Brother Chen and the others quickly surrounded him, grabbed Mr. Qian, and dragged him aside.

Brother Chen: "Old Qian! How is Xiao Lu doing now?"

Old Wang: "Mr. Qian, can we go in and see Xiao Lu? We don't need to go into the ward, as long as there is a monitoring room or something, please!"

Lin Feng: "It's troublesome."

Black Bear: "Aww!"

I don't know if this groan was worried about Lu Mian's life or death or that Lu Mian would not be able to honor the remaining five cans of beef.

Mr. Qian rubbed his brows. He had been in the ward for several days, and his body couldn't bear it. But he looked at the people in front of him, and finally sighed: "I'll take you in, he The situation is... quite stable."

Everyone followed Mr. Qian to the monitoring room of the isolation ward with trepidation. After seeing the picture in the monitoring room, they finally knew what kind of stability method Mr. Qian was talking about.

Lao Wang pointed at the surveillance screen and yelled, "What is this?"

Qian Lao looked at the big white callus that took up the entire hospital bed, and replied with a headache, "This is Xiao Lu."

Brother Chen stared at the white cocoon with wide eyes, eager to get into the video, "He...how did he become like this?"

Qian Lao: "In the past few days, his body has mutated repeatedly. After my rounds yesterday, he became like this in the afternoon. But..."

Speaking of this, Mr. Qian frowned and didn't know what he was thinking.

Old Wang snorted, "Mr. Qian, don't breathe too much! But what?"

Qian Lao: "However, Xiao Lu seems to know that he will become like this. He asked me to give him a few days, and you can see."

Mr. Qian pressed a button on the operation panel, and Lu Mian's monitoring screen suddenly changed to a thermal imaging screen.

In this picture, they can clearly see that the cocoon is red, which means that the cocoon is warm.

Then, Elder Qian pressed another button, and Lu Mian's picture changed again, turning into a dusty picture.

In that picture, a clear humanoid skeleton is curled up in a cocoon.

Qian Lao: "His body is still the size of a human being, which is why we won't deal with him so early."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the few people who were staring at the screen tightly, and said comfortingly: "His consciousness has always been clear, we will wait a few days until he... breaks out of the cocoon."

So, with the help of Mr. Qian's authority, Lao Wang and the others almost lived in the monitoring room for the past few days. Three days later, the white cocoon that had been missed for a long time moved quietly in the early morning.

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Lu Mian slowly opened his eyes, the first thing that caught his eyes was a piece of white snow, his front seemed to be covered by a layer of white gauze.

He froze for a moment, but his consciousness hadn't fully recovered yet, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he felt inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen such a scene a long time ago.

After a while, he remembered that he had seen such a scene before when he was invaded by the gene of the butterfly mutant.

He was cocooned again.

According to past experience, this seemingly light cocoon is actually extremely flexible, so he summoned his Praying Mantis Knife without hesitation...

He watched the skin on his hands turn blue-yellow, and then, there was no more!

Lu Mian was stunned, with question marks in his mind.

Where is my knife?

He retracted the mantis arm, and summoned the mantis arm again unbelievingly.

This time, he found a small piece of hard blue scale in the palm of his hand.

He touched the scale with his hand, and as he turned his mind, the scale slowly raised, and in an almost unreal way, it grew into a small dagger.

Lu Mian looked at this unpretentious small dagger with the tip pointing down, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Point down?What does this mean?

He raised his right hand and found that the injury on his right hand seemed to have healed. He paused and grasped the handle of the knife.

With a bang, the tip of the knife connected to his left hand left his palm.

Lu Mian looked at the blue dagger in his right hand and frowned.

Could this mantis knife be removed?

He pointed the tip of the small dagger at the white cocoon, and before he could use any force, the white cocoon broke open.

Fresh air came from the outside of the cocoon, bringing a burst of coolness.

The difference in temperature made Lu Mian's nose itchy. He couldn't help but sneezed. At this moment, the alarm sounded from the monitor in the ward. The next second, there was a loud noise from the monitor. sound.

"Little Lu! Are you awake?"

"Little Lu!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Lu Mian smiled slightly. He reached out and raised his hand towards the monitor in the corner behind him.

Lao Wang's underworld voice suddenly raised his voice: "Damn it! Xiao Lu has turned green!"

Lu Mian withdrew his hand, silently made a big cut in the white cocoon, then switched the dagger to his left hand, and retracted the mantis knife habitually.

The detachable Praying Mantis Knife actually disappeared in his left hand...

He glanced at his smooth left hand, only feeling that the palm of his hand was slightly hot.

After calming down, he peeled off the cocoon, got up and crawled out, there was a soft cracking of the joints that had been curled up for a long time, he stood by the bed and moved his muscles and bones, feeling the changes in his body, at this moment, a voice came from behind him. There was a slight sound of opening the door, the sound was a little far away, as if separated by a layer of veil.

He turned his head and saw Mr. Qian led someone to open the door outside the isolation ward, separated from him by a large glass window for observation.

Mr. Qian pressed a button outside the window and said into the microphone, "Lu Mian?"

Lu Mian walked towards Mr. Qian, "Mr. Qian, thank you for giving me your time."

Hearing Lu Mian's answer, Elder Qian heaved a long sigh of relief. He lowered his head, picked up a pen and ticked something on the document, then ordered someone to open the door of the isolation ward, and led him into the ward.

Mr. Qian looked at the seemingly normal Lu Mian in front of him. A set of routine inspections was inevitable, but this time, an instrument that had never been used before was mixed into the routine inspections.

Lu Mian's head was covered with tubes.

Qian Lao: "Lu Mian, use your mutation talent."

Lu Mian took a deep breath, and with a thought, it took time to pause.

Suddenly everything in the ward stopped.

Lu Mian closed his eyes and felt the scope of this time suspension. In his perception, all the things shrouded in his mutation talent were clearly visible. He hung high in the air like a bystander , you can extract the picture in any corner to your eyes.

His perception drifted farther and farther, passed the gate of the medical center, and then drifted out towards the survivor camp, followed by the army/demand/department, federal army camp, heavy weapons department/team, army/fire/depot ...

His time pause actually covered the entire Yuejian base!

Lu Mian took a deep breath and released the time pause. In the next second, the detector connected to his head issued a piercing alarm sound. There was a burst of electricity, and a burst of blue smoke came out.

The mental power detector... blew up!

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