Villain Organization Fishing Rules [Quick Transmigration]

The sky in Texas was as gray as if there was a layer of yellow sand over the whole world, and there was a huge jug in the distance, and a lonely and dilapidated caretaker's cabin in the distance.

The whole world has gone crazy.

Lawrence walked alone on the state highway. He used to have a car until the black antelope that had been with him for five years was strangled to pieces by a huge crazy banyan tree. Since then, he can only travel on foot.

The world is crazy, he repeated in his heart again.

Initially, the news was only about the natural adjustment of climate biology, and everything was in the hands of the government.Of course, every American knows that their dear government speaks without any credibility.

However, they only thought it was a government conspiracy, just like the "Children's Oatmeal Experiment", but people quickly realized that no government in the world could complete this shocking conspiracy that almost changed the entire earth.

All technological products are scrapped, and all species are evolving crazily.

Oh, evolution or demonization, all things seem to absorb some kind of strange power overnight, and change in all kinds of strange directions.Enlargement is just the simplest of them. Lawrence once saw a stray dog ​​with devil-like horns. From the horns, blue flames could be emitted, burning everything in sight.

He has also seen his neighbors become ghost-like lunatics. Some of them are powerful, some turn into mud and hide in various corners, and some can drive lifeless knives and forks at home, just like superheroes in movies. That, oh, if they're sane.

The whole world is crazy, but he still wants to live.The surviving people formed bases one by one, and if he wanted to find his relatives, he could only walk alone on the journey of doomsday, with fewer and fewer people walking together along the way.

Some died, some "evolved" and became crazy, and some parted ways with him because of their ideas.

Even last night, Nora, the last companion, died.

Nora used to work for the government and she had a cousin named Anna.This woman has not "evolved", but she always seems to be talking, and one night she even talked to Lawrence that she knew the truth about the end of the world.

He remembered that night, he and the woman huddled together in the dilapidated ruins. In order to avoid some "night monsters", they didn't even dare to light the fire, shivering because of the cold.The howling of wild wolves or the howling of other animals came from outside, and they were silent.

Suddenly, Nora said abruptly: "Damn bastard, why are we going through all this?"

Lawrence said with a bitter face, numbly: "Maybe only God knows, maybe they are right, we are sinners, this is the last judgment."

"Shit! Go to their God's trial, these are man-made. Don't look at me like that, I have evidence, my cousin Anna left me evidence!"

The woman was a little crazy, but Lawrence didn't blame her, because the world was just that crazy.

However, Nora refused to admit it the next day, saying that she had a mental breakdown last night and talked nonsense.Three days later, Nora died, on the second floor of a supermarket. Looking at the traces of the body, it seemed that it had been dismembered by a group of cockroaches, but Lawrence always felt that something was wrong.

He is not a fool, and a fool can't live for so long, so he chooses to remain silent, pretending that he doesn't know anything, and doesn't understand anything.

The reason for the end of the world has nothing to do with him. He only worries about where to live tonight and how to live tomorrow.

The pitcher and the hut were getting closer and closer. Lawrence looked at the hut and found that the door was unlocked.

His heart sank. If it is not locked, it means that anyone or anything can enter, forget about the supplies, and there is no way to even guarantee the safety.

But apart from this cabin, he didn't see any shelter from the wind and rain, so he could only bite the bullet and walk in carefully.

There was no one in the hut, this was his first reaction.

Lawrence breathed a sigh of relief, but then he felt a gust of wind behind his head.

Along the way, Lawrence, who had accumulated rich combat experience, dodged to the side, but the expected attack did not strike.

"Hi, what's your name?"

A gentle and lazy voice came, Lawrence turned his head and saw a young Asian man with black hair and black eyes, smiling at him with cereal in his hand, and beside him stood a taciturn white man with blond hair and brown eyes, standing quietly Behind the door, a pair of inorganic eyes looked like some kind of reptilian predator.

"It seems that we have a companion today," the Asian man smiled at his companion, then extended a hand to Lawrence and handed him a chocolate bar, "Hello, my name is Sanin, and my companion is next to me, a boring Guy, you can call him Tyrese."

I left the space of the main god and fell into the icy river again, watching the face of my previous life gradually disappear, and the eyes were covered with infinite darkness.

When I woke up again in the dark, I found myself in some high-tech prison cell.

The reason for judging high-tech is because the complicated electronic patterns on the cold metal wall at hand are like the products of aliens in the movie.

There were no windows in the cell, no physical lights, and no gaps of any kind.In fact, there is nothing but me.

The material of the foot and the wall is soft, even if you hit your head for 1 years, you don't want to kill yourself.

The ceiling of the cell emits faint fluorescence. It should be that the entire board can emit light, and it is so firm that it is seamless.

I was wearing a white cotton hospital gown, which was soft and comfortable but had no effect. This place has constant temperature and humidity, so I wouldn’t feel cold without wearing it.Oh, I have to thank the people behind the scenes for at least giving me a piece of clothing to cover my body, at least not completely trampling on the dignity of the prisoner.

There is no mirror, so I can only touch my face and check my body parts.

This facial features... a bit familiar... I seem to have used this face before.

No, every time I go to a new world, I will have a new identity, and naturally a new body. The races between the several identities are different. Sometimes I am Asian, sometimes European, and sometimes not even human.

But this face, well, I remember.

The only modern society!Half of criminal law!Domineering president!Shen Xingzhou!

However, I clearly remember that I was dead, shot to death, why can I sit up from the coffin?And the wounds on the body are gone.

Where the hell is this?In the end what happened?

I suddenly felt chest tightness and I couldn’t breathe. This kind of dullness was not due to psychology, nor was it due to the reduction of oxygen in the room. It was the feeling that some “external energy” entered the blood through the respiratory tract and continuously circulated in the body.

They seem to be changing my body, and I have a feeling that if I can't keep up with this rhythm, I will die again.

I tapped my hand on the wall, but no one answered.

In order to save my energy, I lay down in the corner of the cell to rest, and when I closed my eyes, it was dark again, and I was very dizzy, but I couldn't stop the changes in my body.

Someone is using me for experiments, and although the head is dull, the thinking is very clear.If this is the case, then I don't need to worry, because the other party will show up one day. Of course, the premise is that I can survive the experiment.

After an unknown amount of time, a narrow opening was opened in the high-tech wall, and food was fed in automatically.

I felt like a hamster in a cage, someone was watching outside, food and drinking water were regularly delivered, but I couldn't see the people outside.

The moment the food came in, I tried to touch it with my hands, but I only touched the cold metal, and the size of the conveyor belt was not enough to put the whole body on it.

The food in the paper plate is soft and mushy, is this India?I sneered in my heart, but I knew clearly that they sent such food because they were worried that hard objects would hurt me.

It seems that I am still an advanced experimental subject, they are reluctant to let me die, yes, I can do sit-ups, this material is not advanced enough?

The invisible energy in the air is still transforming my body. I stare at the high-tech wall, hallucinating the scientists in white coats walking back and forth outside the wall, recording every inch of my body changes, waiting for my death or successful transformation .

Um, wait?Is this really a vision?

I rubbed my eyes, the hallucinations disappeared again, and I fell back onto the soft floor.

The feeling of chest tightness and suffocation is not good. However, at this moment, I have nothing to do but wait quietly. After several reincarnations, I have already had enough patience.

This situation continued for a long time, until I was brought out under control, they told me that I had been in this laboratory for a full 30 days and two hours.

30 days and two hours, enough Genesis particles to transform me into a non-human.

Yes, this full-fledged name was chosen by my boss, and the world-destroying particles were also released by him.

And the wronged boss in my life is a well-known figure.

Chief Clive.

It was also he who forcibly snatched my corpse to the beautiful country after my "death", kept it from decomposing and waited for me to come back to life, and then experimentally transformed me.

Well, another pervert.

And it was a pervert who cared so much about me. I really couldn't think of any reason why this pervert would have such paranoid thoughts about me, and would send someone to snatch the corpse and transport it back to the base camp for experiments.

Do you have no experimental materials?Or just idle?

What's more, I have been "dead" for so long, how can Clive be sure that I can come back to life?

Sitting on the metal floor in a white coat, I questioned the man in the suit.

Director Clive smiled and said, "I'm not worried about this. Sooner or later, you will wake up."

Then he changed the subject and said with a smile: "If not, then I can also dismember your body and clone it with a petri dish."

I:……

This person seems to have some serious illness.

But I didn't test him again. Clive was as cunning as a fox, and any inappropriate words would easily arouse his suspicion, and he would reveal my hole card.

No one knows what he wants to do, not even the longest-serving secretary.

oh anna...

Wait, why am I speaking in a gin tone?

Anna is a beautiful, mature, reliable, good woman who has been with Commissioner Clive for nearly ten years.

If anyone in this world understands this lunatic, Anna must be one of them.

When I first came out of the laboratory, apart from Clive, Anna was the one I had the most contact with.

She is responsible for my food, clothing, housing and transportation, and comforts my wounded heart from time to time.

After all, not everyone can accept being a tentacle monster.

During the initial period after the successful transformation, I was always reluctant to show Squidward's appearance, which always reminded me of the caretaker in Infinity Amusement Park.

Squidward... Really ugly, I hate sea animals, slimy.

At that time, it was Anna who persuaded me with a smile: "The octopus is not ugly, and the arms and legs can be made into barbecues. At least it is much better than the mouse and cockroach next door."

Thank you for the invitation, but I was not comforted.

But Anna inspired me to escape. The octopus is a deep-sea creature and cannot be drowned. I can escape to the sea through the sewer, and then swim into the Pacific Ocean.

This beautiful vision was quickly shattered.

There are two reasons: first, Anna betrayed Director Clive; second, Clive told me that he installed grids in the sewers, and even if I could swim to the Pacific Ocean alive, sooner or later I would be eaten by a deep-sea monster Lose.

"Genesis particles are the fairest. This is true for human beings and all things. Survival of the fittest, through the doomsday, can embrace new life."

"Do you want to be fair? I don't think so." I was pressed to the ground by the guards, and I mutated into an octopus form but couldn't take it back. After all, I was still unskilled and injected with drugs.

Boss Clive smiled, squatted down, and rubbed the sticky/pasty/pastey arms and feet on the ground until his hands were covered with octopus slime/fluid. He still felt very happy, and squeezed the suction cups on the arms and feet from time to time.

Boss, I am poisonous, literally poisonous. After all, my mutation direction is a blue-ringed octopus.

"No, in fact, I hate fairness, and I also hate order. What's so good about these things? They bind human nature, and now I'm just opening the shackles that trap everyone."

He wiped the octopus slime on my face and said with a smile, "Oh, Sanin, why are you pretending to be a good person, your nature is crazier than anyone else, why cover it up?"

"I'm breaking the shackles for you."