Fantasy Realization System

S-class genetic organisms, it is no exaggeration to say that they are humans that have evolved in the right direction.

Because in addition to the body, this human gene has been completely changed.

Whether it is physical ability or IQ, all aspects surpass normal humans.

It is a pity that these evolved guys have always regarded humans as moths, thinking that humans should not appear in this world.

After their genetic changes, I am afraid they have forgotten the species they originally belonged to, which is also human.

So far, the demon hunting team has not seen the appearance of S-level creatures. If they do encounter it, it should be the time when the world ends and the fate of human civilization is determined.

After Zhou Ming learned this knowledge, he had clearly understood the disadvantages of his current camp.

On the human side, not only physical strength but also weapons and equipment are inferior to these monsters in every respect.

If it weren't for a few outstanding guys in the demon hunting team who are defending the human position, I am afraid that within a few years, Pluto will become a colony of these "new species".

Myron led Zhou Ming and John into the warehouse of the supermarket and patted some of the dust on the boxes. "This is the weapon arsenal of our third team. It can only be regarded as temporary. If we move our positions in the future, I am afraid we will have to take these guys. Bring it on."

He smiled and greeted Zhou Ming and John: "Look if there are any guys you need here. If you like them, take two defenses."

John glanced around the weapons in the warehouse, seemingly indifferent. He asked Myron: "Do you have any laser weapons, the kind of weapons that can emit particle lasers and instantly evaporate people? "

"No, most of our weapons here are cold weapons. In the previous battle, almost half of the hot weapons were scrapped, and there was very little ammunition left. Therefore, the members of our team want to fight these monsters. In many cases, it depends on physical skills and cold weapons."

Mellen spread out his hands and told the truth about the Demon Hunting squad.

"You are too..."

John couldn't help but want to vomit, but thinking of the current situation, he immediately swallowed the rest of the sentence.

Myron knew what John wanted to say. He raised his foot and kicked, and an alloy box on the top of the shelf fell off and he caught it firmly with one hand.

The box looked very heavy, and when it fell down, it brought a gust of wind and set off a lot of dust in the warehouse.

"Ahem, what is this."

John looked at the box in Mellen's hand, swept the dust around with his palm, and asked curiously.

"Crack!"

Myron put his hands on the lock button of the alloy box and pressed it hard, the lock button bounced, and the heavy alloy box lid cracked a gap, revealing a trace of the outline of the contents.

John saw that there seemed to be two pistols.

Judging from the faintly revealed color, it seemed to be two golden pistols.

"This is the golden rose left by my ex-girlfriend. Use it if you need it."

Myron looked at John with a smile on his face.

For some reason, John suddenly felt the chrysanthemum tighten. Although there was nothing impurity in Mellen's smile, he still subconsciously took a small step back.

"Hahaha, rest assured, my sexual orientation has always been normal. I see you just joined the team and there is nothing good to give you. These two golden roses are just for our third team to reuse and entertain newcomers. Polite."

Myron put the alloy box on the ground and said apologetically to John: "If you don't like these two guns, let Zhou Ming also..."

"No, I want these two golden roses."

John glanced at Zhou Ming, who was swaying by the warehouse wall, and suddenly looked over here. He hurried to the alloy box, as if he had a baby, and opened his arms to tightly protect the contents.

Although he is a former employee of the company, he knows far more scientific and technological weapons than these old-fashioned weapons. But now, once he returned to the pre-liberation period, he didn't have the physical fitness like a monster. These two guns are just shit. It's better than nothing.

To become a demon hunter, you will inevitably have to fight with those genetic monsters. If you ask him to take cold weapons on the battlefield, it will definitely kill him.

"I want these two swords."

Zhou Ming didn't be polite with Myron, walked to a wall behind the warehouse, and one stepped upwards, that is, inserting the two hanging from the ceiling into the black scabbard, and taking off the one-foot-long Taiknives.

Seeing Zhou Ming's skill, Mellen's eyes flashed a bright light. He saw Zhou Ming tying these two swords behind his back, he couldn't help but smile: "You look like the former captain of our team."

"Your former captain?"

Zhou Ming pulled out the two Taichi behind him, with a trace of doubt on his face.

"These two swords do not belong to you, put them back!"

Luo Bing didn't know when he jumped off the shelf in the warehouse. He came to Zhou Ming, his expression not very friendly.

"Luo Bing!"

Mellen's eyes condensed slightly and he scolded Luo Bing.

"Myron, don't think that you are the deputy captain of our third team and you can give these things to this rookie casually. Don't forget, Captain Martin is the strongest of our third team!"

Luo Bing's expression seemed a bit agitated. He stared at the two Taishou in Zhou Ming's hands with anger in his eyes. A cold light appeared on the back of his wrists. A Taishou of the same standard as Zhou Ming's weapon appeared in Luo. Soldiers.

"Luo Bing, what do you want to do!"

Myron looked shocked when he saw Luo Bing's behavior, and quickly raised his hand and grabbed his wrist.

"These things, except Martin, no one is qualified to own them, this rookie is even worse!"

There was a dangerous light in Luo Bing's eyes, and his arm shook, and he pushed Melan away.

"If he can prove it with his own strength, then I, Luo Bing, will say nothing!"

Luo Bing yelled and rushed towards Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming frowned. He didn't really like Luo Bing's irritable and impulsive character, but from his words, he could still feel Luo Bing's respect and love for their former captain. Coincidentally, he now holds Martin. No wonder this long-haired youth would be so angry.

Although he didn't like to take dead people's things, Luo Bing's unreasonableness made him a little uncomfortable. He was about to move and wanted to pick Fei Luo Bing's knife, but unexpectedly, someone stepped in front of him.

"Luo Bing, stop!"

Mellen hit Luo Bing's chest with a punch, raised his hand and hit his wrist, directly interrupting Luo Bing's offensive!

"Kang Dang!"

When Taito fell to the ground, Luo Bing's eyes flashed with surprise and disbelief. At the same time, a look of anger appeared on his face, and he shouted at Mellen, "Maelen, what do you mean? You can just help this rookie get ahead. , Is still helping him shoot me now?!"

Myron's face was gloomy, and he faintly looked at Luo Bing in front of him, and said, "Luo Bing, I think you know better than me what is going on in the outside world, please don't be so naive. It's not the first time you are acting emotionally. "

Luo Bing stared at Mellen, but he didn't say anything. He knew what Mellen was alluding to.

Martin's accident is actually due to Luo Bing.

In the recent battle, in order to save a civilian who was severely injured by a human face demon, Luo Bing left the team alone and rushed into a narrow alley.

Luo Bing realized after entering the laneway that this was a trap. When he rushed in, the civilian was suddenly stepped into meat sauce by a behemoth.

This monster has three connected heads, and a body is about ten meters wide and high.

Seeing the sharp bone blade extending from the monster's hand, Luo Bing was awakened suddenly. All of this was a trap laid by the A-level Nether Disaster. He became the mentally retarded demon hunter who stepped into the trap.

In order to save Luo Bing, Martin also rushed in. He knew that it was not easy to spread his hands and feet in this small space, so he jumped onto the A-level Netherworld with his amazing skill. While attracting hatred, Let Luo Bing run out.

When the two men came to an empty place, Martin reluctantly stood in front of Luo Bing and continued to act as a shield to attract hate people.

In order not to drag Martin, Luo Bing ran far away, and Martin fought the Netherworld alone, and the result can be imagined.

Even if everyone in the Demon Hunting Squad tried their best to kill the Underworld under Martin's output, there was still no way to recover the fact that he died in blood.

Luo Bing blamed himself for a long time because of this incident, and now that Myron once again uncovered the scar in his heart, he naturally felt extremely angry and uncomfortable.

He could not refute Mellen, because all Mellen said were established facts.

He is emotional, he is a naive ghost!

Luo Bing picked up the sword on the ground and left the supermarket warehouse without saying a word.

"Luo Bing's temper is a bit aggressive, don't mind. I just let you wear this dress because it suits you. It is not intentional to make Luo Bing hostile to you."

When Myron saw the doubt on Zhou Ming's face, he explained to him.

"I know."

Zhou Ming saw Melan's thoughts, but didn't break it either, only nodded on the surface.

"Then, I will accept this weapon?"

After this episode, John also laboriously opened the alloy box and took out the two dark gold pistols inside.

These two pistols are heavy, with a layer of gold on the outside, and two tiny rose flowers are carved on the handle. The vines are entwined together, and they look very coquettish and beautiful.

Myron stared at the two golden roses in John's hand, and nostalgia appeared in his eyes. These two pistols were indeed the relics of her ex-girlfriend, but unfortunately, she also died in the disaster with Martin.

"You said this is something from your ex-girlfriend and you gave it to John. Is it really good?"

Zhou Ming turned the two swords in his hand, and the two swords automatically returned to their sheaths as if they had eyes.

"There is nothing bad, everyone is gone, and there is nothing to miss."

Mellen let out a wry smile and stepped out of the warehouse.

Zhou Ming came over to take a picture of John who was still playing around with the magazine, and said, "Let's go, I always feel that something bad will happen in the next few days."

"Do you still have the ability to predict?"

John glanced at the door, quietly pulled Zhou Ming, and asked in a low voice.

"Prophecy?"

Zhou Ming was puzzled, "What predictive ability?"

"I guess you must have been vaccinated with the company's genetic virus, otherwise you will never be left as an experimental subject at that sea base."

At this time, John explained to Zhou Ming with a serious face: "The Lin Company often regards its own people as experimental subjects. I am one of them. Their technological methods are very scary. We had better not stand opposite the Lin Company. It’s not good to you, to me, to everyone.

And you, like me, have awakened genetic abilities, they will definitely find ways to take us away. If the two of us resist, we will definitely be recognized as a dangerous experiment by the company. Then, it will be as simple as being caught alive. "

"You mean, we better find a chance to leave the hunting team?"

Zhou Ming thought for a while and asked John.

"You are very smart, because you saved my life, I kindly remind you, so in the end, it depends on you whether you can leave."

A complicated look appeared in John's eyes. After speaking, he stepped out of the warehouse, leaving Zhou Ming alone in the dark warehouse.

"The experimental body of the company..."

Zhou Ming smiled softly: "Then try it."

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