Doomsday Pavilion

The less there is, the more I want it. Humans are such a strange creature.

It is the responsibility of the evolution man to hunt and kill the living corpse and alien beasts to guard the base city. It is also pride. Ordinary people have created such a living corpse shooting range inside the base city.

In their opinion, these ordinary people with their heads full and full of food are simply psychologically self-conscious and inexplicable.

Want to fight the living corpse, grandpa will take you to the wilderness? There are as many as you want, so you can cut it off.

This group of wealthy children certainly wouldn't go to the wilderness, even in the living corpse shooting range, this kind of situation where protection measures are not added to the living corpses is very rare, almost none.

The scarce life materials and entertainment activities in the base city make this group of energetic souls have nowhere to vent.

Looking for excitement and indulgence is the eternal theme. The living corpse shooting range has become the best choice. Who wouldn't want to show courage in front of the beautiful Little Sister waiting to be married and be a hero for a time?

"Brother Sorrow, why did I look at that living corpse?"

The big man Xia Zhonghui scratched his head, his scalp slapped and it started to snow.

Pointing to the living corpse in isolation room No. 1, and said confusedly, "It seems to be different from just now!"

Lin Chou sat on the ground and stared at the shooting range in a daze.

This living corpse was shriveled, wrinkled like pine bark, without a trace of hair. The lower body was wearing big white linen pants from the research institute. The upper body was dark blue for some reason, and both eyes fixed on the big man. The white pupils are full of bloodshot veins.

"Tower tumor!!" Lin Chou glanced at it, his face changed.

This living corpse's back and shoulder sockets bulged a pine cone-shaped spiral bulge at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, it had grown to the size of a fist, and it looked very sick as it wriggled with the breathing of the living corpse. .

Tower tumor is the obvious feature of the second upgrade of the living corpse. The sudden appearance of this kind of thing on the back of the living corpse means that the living corpse will be upgraded to a more terrifying existence within a few hours.

No matter what kind of upgraded it is, for ordinary people in the shooting range showing off their strength, it is no different from the beckoning of death.

"Om!"

The dull humming sounded, and the outer switch opened automatically, and the already irritable corpses rushed out of the switch, entered the shooting range and dispersed.

The upgraded living corpse glanced at the big man with completely blood-red eyes, and ran towards the shooting range with a vertical leap. In just three seconds, it disappeared from the sight of the two of them, more than ten times faster than the same speed.

"Touch the ground practitioner!"

The ground-touching practitioner is an agile, second-upgraded living corpse, known for its superb speed and infrared vision, and is one of the most terrifying killers in the wilderness.

"How come!" Lin Chou was stunned.

With a movement speed that can hardly be seen with the naked eye, the living corpse shooting range usually uses zero-order ordinary living corpses, but this TM is a second-order ground-touching practitioner! !

The big man looked at the fifty open gates stupidly, "Brother Sorrow, it's over! It's over! I won't be able to eat the food at the shooting range anymore! They will fire me!"

I'm afraid there won't be such a good thing as expulsion.

Even if the people inside only scratched the oily skin, Lin Chou and Xia Dasha would definitely be torn to pieces.

The big man murmured to himself with a sad face, Lin Chou was already scolding his mother at this time.

That's it!

Do you want to run away?

In the wilderness and wasteland outside the base city, in addition to living corpses, there are all kinds of upgraded plants and upgraded beasts. Even the amazingly powerful evolved people do not want to stay one more minute at night outside the base city, and ordinary people like him leave. There is no difference between base city and suicide.

If you don't run away, I'm afraid the relatives of these second-generation children will not give up easily. They want to engage themselves, it is not much harder than crushing a reptile.

As for hiding, hehe, the base city is so big that it has become an independent kingdom...

Lin Chou didn't think that this group of people could survive under the claws of the ground-touching practitioner.

After the shooting range was opened, it entered the isolation procedure, including the isolation room where the two people were located, and they could not get in or out. The shooting range was surrounded by a smooth wall of more than eleven meters high, and there was a three-meter tribulus power grid on it, unless an elevator came out. , Otherwise there is no possibility of entry. This height has exceeded the ability limit of most awakened and upgraded people. Rescue has become a luxury. What's more, in a training hall, where are the superior awakened and upgraded?

Except for the isolation room...

...

At the end of the stairway, in the large comfortable VIP box, two maids stood quietly behind the snow-white fur-covered sofa. A dull glaze. At first glance, the table of Eight Immortals of some ages was scented with a faint fragrance of tea.

The young man sitting on the sofa has an extraordinary temperament. After tasting the tea, he said calmly, "The Pu'er tea bricks from a thousand and a hundred years ago are still not decayed... It's a magical thing, longing for the life before the cataclysm!"

Next to him, the quietly standing old man in a blue robe smiled when he heard the words, "Big Young Master, what's wrong with the catastrophe? Before that, human beings were mediocre and weak, and I was afraid they would encounter the most crappy upgraded pearl. Chickens can die, right?"

The young man shook his head slightly, "Master Song, you don't understand...Huh??"

The old man called Song Ye didn’t dare to connect. He saw the young man’s strange expression, followed his sight and looked into the shooting range, his brows clenched. "A ground-touching crawler that is being upgraded? The Big Miss is in danger! ..."

The young man bowed his head and carefully observed the pattern on the Eight Immortals table. For a long while, "Wait, my Big sis is really fun!"

Song Ye was taken aback when he heard the words, and then the expression on his face faded, "Yes!"

The young man raised his head, his gaze seemed to pass through the high wall of the living corpse shooting range, looking towards a place deep in Mingguang Base City, "My father, to you, is it an upgraded or an awakened, is that important?"

...

Mingguang Tactics Trial Training Hall is named after Mingguang, which proves that this venue has some unusual backgrounds. It has an excellent location and is located in the most prosperous neighborhood of Shangcheng District.

The Shangcheng district is rich in luxury, feasting, and management is extremely strict. The monthly card for ordinary people, and the permanent card for the awakened and upgraded are not so much a pass or a proof of strength, but rather a colored warning sign. , The use of force is strictly prohibited.

How can the arrogant awakeners and upgraded people accept this kind of discrimination and colored vision?

The place where a large number of Awakened Upgraders really gather is outside the Xiacheng District, which is called the Outer City. There is a paradise for the Awakened Upgraders, who are evolved people.

In fact, there are many darlings in the Shangcheng District, but evolutionary people rarely live here. Even if there are, they perform their duties and are very busy.

The shooting range was warned by Lin Chou, and there was nothing to do except for the rush of rushing forward and fierce. It was extremely embarrassing. The ambushing sniper outside the shooting range was used to deal with ordinary living corpses. Guns and bullets are as simple as eating and drinking water, they are useless at all.

In the dimly lit office, Fatty with two golden teeth on the gorgeous tiger-patterned leather seats gurgled cigars anxiously, and the fragrant smoke did not let him sort out the clues from the mess of his mind.

"Qing Yu, Zhong Nan won't work either?"

In front of the office, a woman with a hot body and tight-fitting leather clothes and trousers outlines enchanting curves nodded, her voice hoarse and charming, "Zhong Nan is a power-upgraded. Even if he enters the shooting range, he has more than self-preservation and insufficient rescue. His nerve reaction speed is simply unable to prevent sneak attacks by ground practitioners on ordinary people."

Golden Tooth Fatty pressed the cigar out on the table, and the hot cigarette butts burned a pungent black smoke on the table. How can scenes and accidents be more enthusiastically sought after?"

The woman sneered, "Very bold! I'm leaving now..."

Fatty smiled miserably, "Qing Yu Miss, how about... you try?"

"Ha ha."

Fatty rolled his eyes and couldn't help but open his mouth and cursed, "Niang Xipi, how could that upgraded crawler get into the shooting range if it weren't for the negligence of those two stupid boys?"

There was a vague wave of air, like a hot invisible flame, and Fatty's eyebrows suddenly lost a piece.

"Uh, nothing, nothing, you go ahead and work!"

The woman turned her emerald eyes playfully under the dim light, and then she went out to "huh!"

Fatty breathed a sigh of relief, this woman's murderous aura became more and more serious.

"No, it's not good! Lin Chou, Lin Chou, and Fool Xia rushed into the shooting range through the switch of the isolation room!!!"

Fatty stood up suddenly, "What?!"

An employee burst into the office out of breath. Qing Yu, a woman with cat-like pupils, lifted the male employee's neck with one hand, and said word by word, "You, say, what?"

The bitter enthusiasm permeated the entire space.

The male employee’s lips trembled, his face turned red, "I...I..."

"The two-way switch in the quarantine area... After the living corpse goes out, the outward switch can be opened manually..."

The Fatty Jinya boss screamed, and wailed as his parents died, "These two are stupid*, I...muffy!"

Don't know, and inaction, these are two extremely different concepts. In short, the fat boss was put together by two bastards this time.

He was stupid, dressed in white.

…

Fool Xia muttered something, manually opened the reverse iron door of the living corpse isolation room, rushed in, still holding a five-meter-long corpse rod in his hand.

Lin Chou's eyes were cracked, "Daxia Xia, damn it! What are you going to show daddy out!! You are not going to die?!!!"

"I want to save people, something big happened! They will fire me if they die! The food at the shooting range is better! Better than home! I don't want to go!!"

Lin Chou was almost pissed off by this stubborn idiot. Can you save people if you go in?

Can you feed the living corpse with your two hundred catties of tendon meat?

Looking at the half of the rabbit's leg bones on the ground, and then at the back of Xia Fool, twisting his butt and lowering his head and running wildly, Lin Chou's blood came to his head, "You die!"

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