With ti to spare, Zheng Yichen didn’t mind lending a hand to the people in this world, after all, this world was so unlucky. It was rare to co across natives, and he’d lift a hand to help if he could, the key was that these people were truly human and not like the situation with the Zhang siblings.
"Of course, we can guarantee that when the world ran into trouble, we have already implented all kinds of protections to fundantally avoid the possibility of assimilation," Essen said with certainty, "You can co to our base and take a look."
"Boss!" A person holding a sowhat sci-fi weapon with blue indicator lights lit up was getting anxious. He didn’t know what a Proxy Agent was, and he felt that the conversation between his boss and Zheng Yichen was inexplicably odd.
But that didn’t stop him from understanding the aning of the conversation. Their boss wanted to confirm with Zheng Yichen whether there was still hope for this world, but Zheng Yichen’s answer directly dashed their hopes.
Why should the fate of their world be decided by a stranger’s words?
"A Proxy Agent, you can think of it as a spokesperson for gods walking in the Mortal Realm," Essen waved his hand to calm down his sowhat excited subordinate.
"...If there really were gods, why would our world have turned out like this?!" Soone still couldn’t accept it. In such an environnt, it was too easy for emotions to beco extre; everything was too hopeless.
Every day, they had to be cautious; the first thing upon waking was to check their bodies, to see if any abnormal streaks of blood had appeared. A simple scratch had to be nervously checked by a doctor in detail, fearing that the area would gradually expand, growing sothing abnormal from within.
"The gods I speak of are not rulers, nor protectors," Essen shook his head. "Let’s go back, and I will explain to you later. It’s not safe here."
Having said that, Essen looked sentintally in the direction of Mo City, which had been turned into a massive crater by fire. Last night, that sky-reaching eerie green fla was deeply engraved in their mories. They had always kept a close eye on Mo City.
Firstly, their base was nearby, and the ergence of a massive eye in the city made them very uneasy, as if they were living on the face of a gigantic creature, with the natives who were not made of flesh turned into mites.
ant to be plucked out.
But now, the ’giant’ known as the planet had one of its eyes destroyed.
The eerie green fla was still burning slowly, just not on the sa scale as yesterday.
"Let’s go," Zheng Yichen swung himself onto the motorcycle. In this world, his physical fitness was too strong. He reckoned he probably couldn’t withstand machine gun fire with his pectoral muscles like Superman, but standing up to take a few hits for a while wouldn’t be a big deal; it was just his clothes that wouldn’t hold up.
The power transford by Blood Combustion Transform to Origin, after being Returned to Origin, didn’t exceed his body’s current maximum bearing capacity. It wouldn’t dissipate quickly in the short term, so he could still undertake subsidiary tasks.
Without interacting with these people, his goal was to find the next city and continue to play the arsonist, until the state of Return to Origin accumulated beyond the upper limit, unable to preserve the life sources transford after Returning to Origin for a long ti, then he would go to the planetary abyss.
"Can you provide protection? You might ignore the effects of contamination, but if you bring contaminated soil to our place, we won’t be able to handle it," a woman in a thick white protective suit said.
"No problem," Zheng Yichen snapped his fingers, and an eerie green fla appeared on the fishing rod. The fla swept over him and the motorcycle, eventually settling on the two wheels...
"Your fla is like the fire from Hell," Essen watched the flas Zheng Yichen had produced, "A Proxy Agent is truly not a simple existence."
"It’s not like it, this is it."
Dressed in a protective suit, a person stepped onto the helicopter over the ice. Zheng Yichen followed the helicopters on the ground until he reached their hidden base, where he imdiately felt a sharp drop in temperature.
"You’ll need to go through a decontamination process to pass through here," the woman in the protective suit said. The helicopters and everyone else had passed through a cold zone. The so-called decontamination was a full washdown with a very cold liquid.
This substance was likely not liquid nitrogen or anything similar, as there was no substantial evaporation during use.
The woman took out a box of dicine: "Inside are drugs that can preserve the state of life."
"No need, let’s just start," he said and walked towards the passage, with the motorcycle following in pursuit mode. The enhanced motorcycle wasn’t affected by being subrged in water. A cold blue liquid flowed over him.
This feeling was sowhat unpleasant; the blue liquid didn’t freeze, but human blood would. If it were an ordinary person, they’d have been frozen into a block of ice imdiately, but for the now physically robust Zheng Yichen, it was just a bit cold.
"...What kind of superman is this?" The protective-suited woman watched incredulously. There were strong warriors in their base who could lift several tons, but even they couldn’t withstand this freezing liquid without any internal protection.
She quickly passed through the chilly passage to the body temperature monitoring equipnt and saw that Zheng Yichen’s body temperature was still normal. His skin temperature was abnormal, but it was quickly corrected by his own body heat.
She thought about what her boss had said; was this the spokesperson for gods?
Then... Then the question their boss had asked earlier, and Zheng Yichen’s answer... weren’t they a declaration of the future for this world?
The woman was feeling a bit desperate.
"I have a question."
"Please ask." The woman in a protective suit snapped back to reality and hurriedly spoke.
"The network is very dangerous, won’t sothing like radio be affected?" Zheng Yichen was quite curious about this.
"It will be affected too, but we have corresponding protective asures." The woman took out a radio communicator she carried with her, and Zheng Yichen understood the situation after he took it.
It was very cold, holding it against one’s chest could freeze a person to death.
The electronic devices he had co across would ’activate’ after connecting to the network or making a phone call, but this kind of device, at such low temperatures, clearly would not have that issue since activation required specific conditions.
The survivor’s base was in a state of icy isolation, and even before reaching the base one could feel the cold. Certain areas of the base would regularly spray ice mist around, and the ground here was also in frozen state.
"This device can only be used when on duty; the use of any communication electronic devices is prohibited inside the base." The woman took back the communicator that Zheng Yichen had returned and said, "We need a normal environnt to live in."
The outer area of the base was extrely cold, preventing the assimilation of flesh and blood, whereas the interior maintained a normal environnt. There were adults and children here, with the elderly being the fewest.
Zheng Yichen could see that everyone seed very busy, earnestly tending to the technologically cultivated crops, with soone rigorously inspecting each segnted plot of land.
In such an environnt... How should I put it, Zheng Yichen felt it especially easy for troublemakers to arise.
"How do you solve the problem of water?"
"We can do so with so purification thods." The woman, who had already removed her protective suit’s helt, revealing her face, said.
She was called Monili, a field team’s scientist, and appeared to be in her thirties, with very thick blond hair and blue eyes.
"As for air, we have a low-temperature filtration system here, ensuring the state of the entire base’s interior."
The base’s internal circulation system was done very well; even if the water source was contaminated due to the world’s carcinogenic mutations, the water could still be used after being purified and filtered. After ’disinfecting’ at ultra-low temperatures, distilling it, and recycling it several tis, the water’s cleanliness could be ensured.
But the biggest problem this base faced was that so of the consud resources could not be regenerated!
The coolant could be recycled, but for safety reasons, it would be discarded after several cycles of use. There were also other things, especially those related to freezing and low temperatures, which consud a great deal every day. This frozen base maintained its normalcy thanks to the protection brought by low temperatures.
Once it lost its low-temperature protection, the flesh-transford land would quickly spread here, and then any survivor here would be assimilated...
"I’ve seen a brother and sister who avoided ’assimilation’ because of artificial hearts."
"Artificial heart?" Monili shook her head firmly. "That might be sowhat useful, but it definitely can’t prevent assimilation. The air outside is problematic! You might have been... deceived."
"They’re dead now. It was only before they died that they realized they were no different from those flesh lump people."
Monili nodded in enlightennt, "So that’s it."
Zheng Yichen continued to inquire, "How are your studies on those flesh-transford creatures?"
"Research... the very thing we desperately avoid, how could there be so much research? At most we make observational studies; it’s impossible to bring those contaminant sources here." Monili quickly shook her head: "There are no laboratories outside that can support our research either."
"Even if it’s testing, it’s only by releasing so cultivated animals into the environnt to test the results of our protective research."
The base was overly cautious, but in such an environnt, not seeking death was the way to survive longer.
"It seems like those flesh lump creatures share mories with each other."
"We’ve also co to that conclusion." Monili nodded her head with a bitter expression, "Now on this planet, we normal people are more like mites. But fortunately, this ’person’ called a planet doesn’t seem to want a mass cleansing for now."
"Or rather, this activated planet simply doesn’t care about us ’mites,’ just like back when the world was still normal."
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