After the whole species mutated, I hung up

Lu Mian let Wei Ze clenched his right hand tightly, holding his hand in front of his eyes gently but firmly.

He struck hard, and showed no mercy when beating Wei Ze. This man's face is now blue and purple, and the red palm marks are particularly conspicuous.

Slapping someone in the face is somewhat insulting, but Wei Ze didn't seem to care about the fact that he was slapped, and just watched intently.

The wound on Lu Mian's hand became uglier the more he looked at it, and the whole body felt cold.

Wei Ze asked in a cold voice, "Who did it?"

Lu Mian's lips were tightly closed, his eyes paused slightly on Wei Ze's face, and then he looked elsewhere.

Without Lu Mian's response, Wei Ze was obviously very helpless. He sighed deeply, and couldn't help but blamed softly, "You still hit me with a wound on your hand? Don't you want your hand?"

Wei Ze's tone was not harsh, but there was still a trace of grievance in his heart, and he pulled his hand back forcefully.

He gasped, afraid of hurting Lu Mian, he didn't dare to stop him, "Slow down! Don't touch the wound!"

Lu Mian turned around and sat down on the spot. After seeing Qi Ming's group running towards them, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

With the last of his strength, he beat Wei Ze, and after he rested, the aftereffects of overuse of mutation talents came up one after another.

At this moment, he was suffering from a splitting headache, as if something was stirring his brain. Under the support of the intense pain, the injury on his hand seemed a little insignificant.

After not eating well for a long time, his stomach churned with nausea. He swallowed the acid water in his mouth, and tried hard to suppress the churning stomach acid.

Wei Ze followed and squatted in front of Lu Mian. Seeing that Lu Mian's expression was not right, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Lu Mian gave him a hard look.

Lu Mian: "Shut up!"

His tone was bad, but his voice was very small. It sounded like an airy sentence with no deterrent effect, but Wei Ze still closed his mouth obediently.

When Qi Ming arrived with his people, what he saw was such an interesting scene. The youngest general of the majestic Federation, the famous S-rank benign mutant Lei Huang, was surrounded by a bloody and pale man who seemed to be dying in the next second. The young man who was about to faint became fierce, and he was directly persuaded...

How did Wei Ze get the scar on his face? Qi Ming and his group watched the whole process with binoculars, but Wei Ze is also a respectable person after all. The ground pretended to be busy, and sneaked on the two of them in private, just like thieves.

But Qi Ming doesn't care about this. Ever since Wei Ze mutated, in order to control this time bomb, the most common thing Qi Ming does is hold the walkie-talkie and roar like a lunatic. It's hard to see that Wei Ze is like a grandson. Happy, happy, my heart is so relieved!

Qi Ming walked up to the two of them with the emergency medical kit in hand, and marveled at Wei Ze's face, "Who did our General Lei Huang offend? Look at this palm print, the hand prints are almost printed on it, right? There are these blue and purple ones, ruthless, ruthless enough!"

After finishing speaking, Qi Ming squatted down, opened the medical box, took out a needle containing medicine from the box, and buried Wei Ze, "You deserve it!"

Wei Ze automatically ignored Qi Ming's yin and yang aura. He didn't have the time to worry about other things, including his own injuries. He looked at the needle in Qi Ming's hand and asked worriedly, "What is this?"

Qi Ming saw Wei Ze's nervous appearance, and laughed angrily, "Why are you so nervous? Can I still poison your Ah Mian to death? Go, go, go, don't stop me from giving Lu Mian medicine!"

Qi Ming injected the medicine into Lu Mian's body, and then replied: "This is the medicine developed by Qian Laogang, and it is used to treat the sequelae of overuse of mutation talents. After a few minutes, the medicine will take effect, and he will fall asleep. The medicine you used before took effect too slowly, for Lu Mian now, the new medicine is more comfortable to use."

Wei Ze: "What happened to him?"

Qi Ming: "It's nothing. He took the rescue mission and dealt with the R Alliance people for a while. After solving the water god and another S-level benign mutant, you happened to lose control again. In order to prevent you from being exhausted, Lu Reluctantly using his mutant talents for a whole day and night, just now to wake you up, he used several mutant talents at the same time. With his physical fitness, it is already a miracle that he can last until you are fully awake. I guess, he The reason why I can last until now is because I tried my best to beat you up."

Hearing this, Lu Mian opened his eyes and looked at Qi Ming with approval.

Wei Ze looked at the weak Lu Mian, and recalled the scene he saw through the water curtain above the canyon before, and the throbbing pain in his chest became more and more obvious. He looked at Qi Ming, and said with anger in his tone, "It's you Let him come?"

Qi Ming coughed lightly. He had expected such a scene when he decided to persuade Lu Mian to accept the rescue mission.

Qi Ming: "Well, big brother, you have to figure it out, he is an S-class benign mutant, not some little daisy who needs your protection. Before the rescue mission started, I explained the situation clearly. He I promised to accept this task."

After speaking, Qi Ming saw that Wei Ze was still in good spirits, so he decided to divert Wei Ze's attention away, so he kicked the medical box at his feet to Wei Ze, "Lu Mian's hand was injured to save you. , there are gauze and iodine in it, you give him the medicine yourself?"

Wei Ze cursed secretly, knowing what Qi Ming was planning in his heart, but Qi Ming had no choice but to catch his dead spot, and he didn't delay, and quickly put medicine on Lu Mian.

Lu Mian didn't have the strength to stop Wei Ze, his hands were numb, maybe he was too tired, or maybe the medicine had taken effect, his consciousness gradually became blurred, before he fell into darkness completely, he saw Qi Ming smiling Looking at him non-smilingly.

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When he opened his eyes again, what came into his eyes was the endless sea, blowing head-on with a faint salty sea breeze, and rolling heat waves.

He looked around blankly, his mind was in chaos.

Not far away, a warship was sailing towards Ah Nian, and he was on the shore. A large group of people in federal uniforms were waiting in line, and he was standing in the middle and back row of the line.

This is the military/use port.

But he clearly remembered that he should be in the dense border forest at this time, separated from the sea by hundreds of thousands of miles...

The warship docked, and the heavy whistle sounded, and he walked forward involuntarily.

No, this does not seem to be the real world. Although he is in this environment, he cannot control his body.

Could it be... a dream?

The warship came to a stop, and the deck suddenly became lively. Behind him, a group of doctors in white coats were waiting aside pushing the transfer beds that had been prepared in advance.

Soon, the stretchers were lifted off the deck one by one. The people on the stretchers seemed to have suffered serious injuries. Many were quiet and unconscious, and there were a few moaning softly. They were placed on transfer beds , and then the doctor took over, pushing and rushing to the ambulance.

Lu Mian's eyes were firmly attracted by one of the transfer beds. When he saw the face of the person on the bed, his heartbeat stopped for a moment.

It was Wei Ze who was lying on that bed!

The familiar eyes were tightly closed, with the ventilator on, his face was pale to blue, like a corpse, without a trace of life, just lying quietly on the transfer bed.

Lu Mian forgot to breathe, all the voices were far away from him, and his own rapid heartbeat was in his ears.

It wasn't until the suffocation came that he came back to his senses. He found that he was following Wei Ze's transfer bed and got into the ambulance together.

Someone in the car asked him, "What's your relationship with Wei Ze?"

Lu Mian was silent, he didn't know how to answer this question, just when he was hesitating, he heard his own body answering the other party's question spontaneously, "Our two families are family friends, and we are Fa Xiao."

Family friends, Fa Xiao, and this voice, these conditions all point to one person, Qi Ming.

At this moment, he finally understood what was going on.

This is not a dream, but mostly Qi Ming's memory. He is looking at a part of Qi Ming's memory through Qi Ming's perspective.

Before he fell into a coma, Qi Ming gave him a meaningful look. Zhao Jing said before that Qi Ming was a benign mutant with a brain mutation. Now it seems that Qi Ming's mutation talent seems to be related to the display of memory.

This memory is still going on, he restrained his mind, and continued to look down following Qi Ming's memory.

The man nodded, "Okay, we need your assistance. Please tell us about Wei Ze's situation in detail, including family situation, relationship status, etc. It may be helpful for our treatment."

On the next journey, Qi Ming began to explain the basic information of Wei Ze, and his full attention was on Wei Ze who was on the hospital bed. He wanted to go up to check, but everything around him began to become blurred, like a ghost in the water. The reflection was vigorously stirred, and everything became distorted. When the picture became clear again, the scene in front of him had completely changed.

At this time, he was standing in front of a whole transparent glass window. Behind the glass window was a special isolation ward. There was only one hospital bed in the room, and the rest of the space was occupied by various instruments. With a large number of tubes inserted, several doctors stood beside him, discussing the condition of the person in the ward in low voices.

Lu Mian knew that it was Wei Ze lying inside.

"His brain waves are very unstable, sometimes close to nothing. We tried it in the morning, and it would improve if he listened to the voices on the mobile phone. Now he is relying on the stimulation of those voices to maintain his brain. Electric waves."

"His genes also mutate very quickly. Compared with ordinary humans, his genes have already deviated greatly. I remember that when the soldiers in isolation wards No. 4 and No. 8 died, the degree of gene deviation was only this Count it, this should be the limit that the human body can bear.”

"Has he ever woken up?"

"Yes, but the waking hours are short."

Lu Mian wanted to continue listening to the various voices of the medical staff, but the voices began to blur. At this moment, he felt something vibrating in his hand.

He lowered his head and found that he was holding a mobile phone in his hand.

This is Wei Ze's cell phone, he recognizes it.

The clean screen shows that there is an incoming call, and the caller's note is... Ah Mian.

The phone rang for a long time, Qi Ming raised his hand as if to answer it, but he hesitated, the phone rang for a while and then hung up automatically.

The incoming call interface jumped to the frequency lock interface, and he saw the time displayed on the phone.

June 3023, 6, at one fourteen in the morning.

It was the early hours of the second day after his adoptive parents had an accident.

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