HCB Chapter 70: Mutation - C28
Chapter 70: Mutation - C28
Back home, Anjiu sat on the sofa and thought seriously about what to do next.
She now faces two choices. The first one is to play it safe.
There was enough food prepared in the house, and the stored water was enough for the next few days. As long as she stayed at home and hid well enough, no one would find her and break in.
Then wait patiently until the last day, and when the door opens, rush out and escape back inside.
Second, go out and expand the number of your own copies, the more the better.
Under the influence of unknown substances, the world has been reshuffled. Everyone can join in this reform of redistribution of power. The more replicas there are, the stronger they are. In addition, they are 100% loyal and there is no betrayal. What a useful wooden warehouse.
Rights = resources, exclusive access to all resources, who can refuse this?
Anyone with a little ambition will frantically expand their power at this time. After a few days, the number will become terrifying, and there will be "monitors" in action everywhere.
The chances of running back safely into the goal will become even slimmer.
It is better to take action now and take the initiative into your own hands.
Anjiu's eyes fell on the empty glass window. The sun shone on the debris all over the ground, reflecting spots of light.
The glass in the house hasn’t been installed yet.
She wants to go back alive.
……
"Little brother, where else can you run? All of these people are mine, why don't you just come here and let me eat you up? Don't worry, I will never let you feel any pain."
In the central square, five bald men gradually tightened the encirclement. In the middle were two middle school students with the same appearance. They looked panicked and their fingers were tightly gripping the straps of their school bags.
The boy standing on the right said cautiously: "No, uncle, please let me pass, I have to go to school. If I'm late, the teacher will punish me by making me stand."
"Uncle?" The bald man choked and touched his head with an unpleasant expression, "What did you call me? Uncle?! I? Was born in 95!!"
“…Sorry, uncle, no, brother, I was in a hurry to go out and forgot to wear my glasses. You—you don’t come over here! You, there is someone behind you!”
The man who was hit hard was completely mentally out of control. He couldn't hear anything and just wanted to kill this rude and blind man!
He is a pure boy who has never tasted sweet love, but he is actually called uncle?
I can't stand it any longer!
"Ah." The boy quickly took off his schoolbag and used it to block himself, and then was kicked hard in the chest.
He took a few steps back, looked behind the man with a complicated expression, suppressed the urge to summon his clone, and forcefully resisted the punches and kicks that were falling on his body.
The strength of the adult man was increased by his anger. After a few punches, a sweet and fishy smell surged into his mouth. Waves of pain surged into his head, and he felt like his bones were about to fall apart.
Why... don't you take action yet?
The scenes before him began to overlap and he could hardly control himself.
At this moment, a young girl's face appeared behind the bald man, and the long wrench in her hand fell without hesitation.
The boy was delighted and cheered up.
He came only when he was almost dying, it's really annoying...
But the expected melting did not occur, and the bald man continued to beat him.
The boy spat out a mouthful of blood and came to his senses.
Damn it, she did the wrong person!!
Can't wait any longer!
The nearby bushes made a rustling sound as they approached rapidly, and suddenly the branches and leaves fell to the sides, and five clones with backpacks on their backs rushed out, holding sharp weapons in their hands, and ran straight towards the bald man, entangled and fighting with each other.
The boy caught his breath and moved back to a safe place.
His chest heaved violently and his whole body ached. After the black spots under his eyes faded away, he looked for the girl.
Soon he saw her on the bench, next to her copy, trying to infect the copy of the bald man that had been dragged back.
“…Heh.” Looks like a newbie.
The sharp pain in his thigh made him try twice before he could stand up.
"What are you doing?" he asked as quietly as possible.
The girl was startled and looked at him warily.
well.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." He sat on the bench and lifted the corner of his clothes to check the wound.
The boy's thin body was covered with large bruises, which looked shocking.
"This man is crazy." He murmured, but his peripheral vision kept an eye on the people around him.
He didn't miss the other person's small gasp when he saw the injuries.
This should reduce the defense against him a lot...
Putting down his clothes, he made a painful expression and looked at the girl, "What bad luck, I wanted to go to school, but I just passed by here and was stopped by this guy. I was almost beaten to death. Well, thank you too."
He glanced down and gestured, "It's considered helping me."
"...You're welcome." The girl looked very reserved. She didn't dare to look at him. Her eyes were always on her copy, and her voice was very small when she answered.
The boy glanced at the clones fighting in a ball. The bald man's original body was being targeted and his cries were getting weaker and weaker. It was almost over.
"Is this useful?"
The girl said without looking away: "...I don't know."
He continued, "What's your name?"
This time the girl looked over and said, "My name is Anjiu."
"Oh," he nodded, "Which school are you from? He looks a grade younger than me."
Anjiu recalled the school names written on the clothes of the three girls on the first night and said them out loud.
"We are from the same school. Which class are you from—"
"It's done."
The boy's words were interrupted, and he subconsciously looked at her copy, only to see that the bald man just now had now turned into the girl in front of him.
"Is this okay?" he couldn't help but blurt out, then turned to look over there where the fight was happening.
The bald man, like his clone, was physically hollowed out by long-term desk work. He looked good but was useless, and was knocked to the ground after a short fight.
The main body was targeted by the fire and was dying, and his eyes began to become unfocused.
He hurriedly stopped his own copy from delivering a fatal blow and stood up to rush over.
Replicas can infect replicas. This girl really helped him a lot by accident!
At this moment, a gust of wind sounded from behind his head. He was startled and dodged it awkwardly while enduring the severe pain in his body. He turned back and shouted, "You——"
The long stick suddenly enlarged in his field of vision. He quickly swallowed the rest of his words and tried to roll away.
As soon as he turned to the right, a hammer suddenly appeared in front of him, hitting his knee with the sound of wind! It was as if he had offered it to him!
There is no way to avoid it!
The broken bones were covered by screams, and the excruciating pain came over him like a tidal wave. His eyes rolled back and he fainted completely.
The replicas that lost control of the main body froze for a moment, then acted on instinct, trying to forcibly infect the bald man.
An Jiu said coldly: "Stop them and make them lose their ability to move."