After the whole species mutated, I hung up

Lu Mian squatted down and looked at the abdomens of the mosquitoes lying on the ground that had been cut open. "There is still some blood in it, which should be enough for us to try it out."

The rest of the people looked at Lu Mian, and their minds were a little overwhelmed.

Lao Wang: "Try...what?"

Lu Mian looked at Zhao Jing who was staring at him with wide eyes, "Since we can't do it alone, let's try two people, or even three people!"

Zhao Jing took a breath, "I..."

My mutation talent has been used beyond the limit.

These words were submerged in Chen Ge and Lao Wang's shining eyes full of expectation and reverence when they looked at him.

Zhao Jing: "Fuck me...help me up and try!"

Zhao Jing's complexion was really bad. When he said this, Brother Chen and Lao Wang really went up and helped him up.

Zhao Jing: "Whose is it?"

Lu Mian thought for a while, "For those who don't have special talents, let's try to fuse their blood with Nan Xiaohe."

No matter how you look at it, Nan Xiaohe thinks there is a problem, and apart from Nan Xiaohe, there are actually a few people in the R alliance who do not have special talents. It is only now that they know that compared to them, the information reported to the official by the R alliance is even worse than them. It's quite accurate, but even if you think about it with your knees, you know that the R League can't be so honest.

Zhao Jing looked at Nan Xiao and the mosquito belly next to him, and drew out the blood inside, followed by another mosquito corpse next to another R Alliance member, two blood lines suspended in mid-air, in the palm of Zhao Jing Intertwined into a drop.

Zhao Jing looked at the rather large drop of blood, took a few deep breaths, then looked up at Lu Mian, "I have never tried to fuse the blood of two people at the same time, if something happens to me, remember Let me bleed, just pick out my palm and squeeze out an equal amount of blood."

Lu Mian nodded, "Don't worry, if there is an accident, I can suspend you first."

Thinking of Lu Mian's mutation talent, Zhao Jing's heart increased a lot of confidence, and then he bit the bullet and absorbed the blood drops in his palm into his body.

With the fusion of the genes in the blood, Zhao Jing felt a burst of heat rising from his palm, and it quickly traveled all over his body. The huge impact seemed to break through every blood vessel in his body. Intense pain rushed back and forth in the body, and finally merged into a sharp stabbing pain, rushing to the mind.

But when Lu Mian and the others were serious, Zhao Jing's skin had completely turned crimson. Coupled with Zhao Jing's painful expression, the scene suddenly became a little scary.

Lu Mian's eyes froze and he was about to release the time pause, but was stopped by Zhao Jing raising his hand.

Zhao Jing: "Wait!"

Lu Mian paused, "Are you okay?"

Zhao Jing took a few breaths, "Of course something happened! Two people! But I can bear it! Let me feel it."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Jing closed his eyes. After a while, an invisible force came from Zhao Jing's direction. It seemed that a pair of eyes circled around everyone in the dark, and finally stopped at Lao Wang's. Direction, circled around Pharaoh.

Lu Mian's pupils shrank, and he bent down to take out the old-fashioned R-Alliance radar watch in Zhao Jing's pocket, and then pressed twice to select the green light spot representing Lao Wang on the screen, and then put Lao Wang's The mental power value was read out, "2380."

As soon as Lu Mian finished speaking, the special aura also disappeared. Immediately afterwards, the eyes on Lao Wang's neck suddenly stopped, and the next moment, Lao Wang who was standing in place suddenly turned around in place, using his The strong body danced a very girlish dance.

This is the control order that Zhao Jing gave to Lao Wang just now.

Lu Mian felt that the nausea he had just suppressed had a tendency to resurface, while Brother Chen on the side retched a few times without shame.

At this moment, a violent cough came from Zhao Jing's direction, and the blood on the surface of Zhao Jing's body quickly faded, replaced by a skin paler than paper.

Zhao Jing forced the drop of mixed blood out of his body with a bitter face, and the loss of strength made him fall backwards.

Brother Chen supported Zhao Jing's limp upper body in time, and flattered him generously, "Brother Zhao is awesome! Brother Zhao is mighty! Brother Zhao is my idol!"

Zhao Jing gave a weak laugh, and then said: "This is really a combination skill! Moreover, when using this talent, the amount of mental power used should not be much different from the opponent's mental power value, which is the same as you predicted before. It's exactly the same! You are really, a god!"

Lu Mian took two steps forward, took off Brother Chen's forgiveness hat, and quickly put it on for the jumping old Wang.

Old Wang, who was spinning and jumping with his eyes closed, stopped after a few seconds and looked at the few people blankly.

Old Wang: "What's wrong with me?"

Lu Mian: "It's okay, Brother Zhao gave you a control order."

Old Wang hesitated. In his eyes, Zhao Jing was an upright person, and the control orders issued by an upright person should be quite upright, so he didn't ask.

Lu Mian looked at Zhao Jing, "Is there any special feeling? For example, the superposition of mental power."

Just now when Zhao Jing used the control talent on Old Wang, he was able to feel the seemingly invisible trend of spiritual power. This is definitely not something that the spiritual power of a benign A-level mutant can do.

Zhao Jing's face was sluggish, but Lao Wang's dancing posture comforted his young heart to a large extent. With a smile on his face, he thought about it, "Yes! Their superimposed spiritual power is quite exaggerated! I remember another A person's spiritual power level is at most B level, which is much lower than Nan Xiaohe's, but after the fusion of the mutation talents of the two of them, the superimposed spiritual power almost catches up with my spiritual power level, A level and The gap between S grades is huge. It is not simply A+A that can become S. My mental power is at least equivalent to the superposition of more than a dozen A grade mental powers. However, they are just A+B, and the superimposed It turned out to be about the same as me."

Hearing this, Lu Mian thought for a while, "I'm afraid it's not as simple as superposition. I suspect that control and superimposed amplification are the complete ability to control talent, and it's not completely sure who this talent belongs to."

Old Wang shook his head, the forgiveness cap on his head touched his bare/exposed scalp, making his mind a little cold.

He claims to be smart, but since he met Lu Mian, he has gradually recognized himself. In the past two months, he has not learned anything else. Mian said seriously, "What do you mean?"

Lu Mian: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I'm not sure yet."

After finishing speaking, Lu Mian got up and walked to Yingdorf, and dragged the mosquito body with Yingdorf's blood to Zhao Jing. Then, he looked at Zhao Jing, "Brother Zhao... Persistence is victory! This time, try south Xiaohe and Yingdorf."

Zhao Jing: "..."

He made a few foul words, but he didn't know whether to say them or not.

A few minutes later, Zhao Jing, who was shocked by a mental power stronger than himself, was lying on his back in a daze. He felt that his soul had come out of his body, "Lu Banxian, have you tried it?"

Lu Mian patted Zhao Jing's shoulder, "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, he paused, and then said: "The gene fusion between Nan Xiaohe and one of them can only prove that the control talent of the R Alliance does exist, but it is still impossible to determine who it is, so I invite Zhao Brother tried again with the blood of Nan Xiaohe and Ying Daofu."

Lu Mian stood up and walked towards the tent, took out the mosquito coils from the emergency bag they had just dug out, then took out the lighter from the bottom of the bag, and lit the mosquito coils.

Regardless of whether this mosquito coil is useful or not, it is better to light it than not to light it.

Lu Mian: "Our luck is good. We still tried the control talent for the second time. Brother Zhao and I mentioned before that the mutation talent is a special talent that is mutated from each person's different genes. The mental power of two people or the mutation The combination of talents is not the combination of genes. It is impossible to give birth to a new mutation talent. Therefore, the only possibility is that this talent itself is the mutation talent of one of them. Brother Zhao, after fusing Yingdorf's blood before, , It has been confirmed that his mutation talent is no different from what we have seen, and in the two test samples, there is another same person, so I can now confirm that the control talent belongs to Nan Xiaohe."

Speaking of this, Lu Mian paused, as if remembering something else, then turned to look at Zhao Jing, "Brother Zhao, what kind of spiritual power do you feel after the fusion of Nan Xiaohe and Ying Daofu's blood?" of?"

Zhao Jing opened his mouth, and he was still a little afraid of the perverted mental power that would explode his brain, "S-rank, absolutely, has surpassed me by a lot, and I almost didn't make it through..."

Hearing this, Lu Mian couldn't help sighing, "It seems that Nan Xiaohe's mutation talent really needs to be boosted. His mutation talent should be similar to Brother Zhao's. You need to absorb other people's blood and absorb it. Only after the gene can play a role, and Nan Xiaohe's mutation talent should rely on the spiritual power of others to exert its full ability, and it can also increase the spiritual power of the two by several times, or even dozens of times. The multiple of the increase depends on the other party. It changes with the level of mental power."

After finishing speaking, Lu Mian pawed Nan Xiao and the mosquito corpse next to him again, and looked at the blood stock in the mosquito's abdomen with satisfaction, "It's actually very simple to verify."

After hearing Lu Mian's words, Zhao Jing felt a little distressed, "What do you mean, I have to work again?"

Lu Mian stared at Zhao Jing with sympathy in his eyes, "I'm embarrassing you, Brother Zhao."

Afterwards, Lu Mian thoughtfully took the part of the mosquito's abdomen and put it by Zhao Jing's hand.

Zhao Jing looked at the dead mosquito with despair in his eyes.

Lu Mian promised with great loyalty: "I saw that Doudou still has a box of canned beef in the bamboo basket that has not been opened. I will discuss it with Doudou tomorrow and give you the can."

Ever since they entered the dense border forest, they hadn't eaten anything delicious, and their mouths almost faded away. When they heard that there was meat to eat, it was the meat hidden by Doudou, Zhao Jing suddenly felt that he had gained some strength .

One minute later, Zhao Jing's version of Nan Xiaohe appeared in front of everyone again.

With the previous experience of fusing the blood of two people at the same time, Zhao Jing actually felt a little relaxed now.

Zhao Jing: "And then? How to try?"

Lu Mian looked at the comatose R League people, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "Try mine."

Zhao Jing refused in his heart, "Your mental power is too strong, I can't bear it!"

Hearing this, Lu Mian's face suddenly turned dark.

Why does this sentence sound so wrong?

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