Scarlet Dawn [Apocalypse]

The communication channel fell silent, and after a while there was the sound of a cigarette being lit, followed by a soothing exhalation. Bai Yi kept holding the headset firmly with his fingertips, and his brows were slightly frowned. His heart had never been so tense as it was at this moment. Jumping straight, the keen sense of hearing was diverged to the extreme, not letting go of every minute of the movement from the other end of the radio wave.

Quincy Nofiler——Bai Yi silently said the name in his mind, biting his lower lip subconsciously.

The leader behind the shadows finally came to the stage, he was eager to know what he was thinking in silence?

The base is thrown down and sinking, the icy sea water reaches knees, suffocating anxiety gnaws at the heart, as if the hunter and the prey are confronting each other in the abyss, obviously close at hand, but suddenly there is no next move, the hunter Taste the fear of the prey, run along the fur of the back of the beast with a sharp blade, satisfied and satisfied.

Time wears away patience and rationality, and the palms on the sides clenched into fists. Just as Bai Yi was thinking about whether he should say something, the man on the other end of the radio wave exhaled smoke, and his elegant voice was tinged with a smile——

"The first time we met was when you were held in Cong Xi's arms. Like all human babies, you are very fragile."

Only the slender light of the emergency illuminator remained in the passageway of the base, and the slightly surprised face of the young man was reflected on the glass wall, like a blurred old mirror.

Before that, Bai Yi had imagined countless ways for the dialogue to unfold, but none of them started with "we have seen"——

On the other end of the communication, as if feeling Bai Yi's astonishment, Quincy Nofiler chuckled, "In fact, you are the first experimental subject of the 'Innovator' to modify human genes, which is also the reason for your superior physical function. The real reason for ordinary human beings—of course, out of selfishness, I also very much hope that Bai Congxi's genes can continue in the form of life, after all, they will be used in the future."

"In other words, my existence was your plan from the beginning?"

"Us?" Nofiler asked with a smile, "Actually, it's only me. I'm the one who needs you."

The last sentence was very skillful, and the real information revealed was not certain. Bai Yi felt strange. According to the previous situation, Nofiler should be interested in mutants to devour human beings. Why did he say it again? "Need you" this kind of specific words?

And since it started before he was born, it shows that this 'need' has been planned for a long time. Could it be that his father's guess has been...wrong?

If what Quincy Nofiler needs is not the nine that devours the main body, could he be referring to himself when he said 'need you'?Bai Yi couldn't figure out the other party's mind at all, but felt that the clues that had been sorted out with great difficulty before were all messed up again.

"You don't need to try to guess my thoughts, bye, this kind of behavior has been done for more than 400 years, and it's not wrong in the end?" Nofiler said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will tell you the truth when you come here. "

That deep voice spread slowly through the communication channel, every sentence hit Bai Yi's thoughts, and he actually knew that his father was 'wrong'!A layer of inexplicable fear floated in Bai Yi's heart. The man who was thousands of miles away seemed to know everything, and they seemed to have no secrets in front of him——

Bai Yi was thinking about the reason, and subconsciously felt that someone was approaching behind him. Just as he was about to turn his head, an arm went around his shoulder without warning, pressing him firmly into his arms, while the other hand pressed against him On the left forehead, a domineering and powerful spiritual force rushed into the brain in an instant, and with a bang, the thinking meter that was walking was smashed into pieces.

The intruded sea of ​​consciousness set off a wave, sweeping across the border like a catastrophe. The terrifying force at the spiritual level almost knocked his soul out of his body. The chest pressed against his back was cold and hard, and Bai Yi broke out in cold sweat from the pain. Being split in half by that force, he raised his head reluctantly, meeting Silvison's bland and somewhat strange eyes through the reflection of the glass.

Then he noticed he was mouthing - don't think.

The mental power that invaded the sea of ​​consciousness weakened, Silvison wiped the sweat from Bai Yi's forehead, kissed the tip of his ear comfortingly, and then put his backhand into his arms.

Bai Yi leaned back and rested his head on his shoulder, the bangs on his forehead were soaked in cold sweat, his chest heaved violently, his whole body seemed to be collapsed, but his brain was calm and clear.Silverson asked him not to think, explaining that even if he was thousands of miles away, that person could obtain his thoughts in some way.

There is no privacy in this base, and they must leave as soon as possible.Bai Yi turned around and gestured to Conrad to go up. The other party understood, and tightened the single blade around Su Chen's neck, signaling him to go up the stairs.Then Bai Yi took a deep breath, raised his hand and pressed the headset again.

"What do you need me to do?"

"You are such a sensitive child, bye," Nofiler said, "I have promised to tell you the truth, what you should do now is to arrive at my base as soon as possible."

"It sounds like you urgently need me to go there?" Bai Yi sneered, "Mr. Nofiler, I think I need to hear how you plan to kill me before I die. Is this not too much to ask?"

In the spiral staircase, Konrad, who was holding Su Chen hostage, stopped when he heard this.

Su Chen noticed the strangeness of the other party, turned his head slightly, raised the end of his eyes, squinted his eyes playfully, and joked: "Colonel, do you care about bye~"

Conrad glanced at him expressionlessly, approached with a sharp blade, and said in a cold voice with a bit of threat: "Do you know the teacher's purpose?"

"How could I know?" Su Chen smiled evilly, shrugged, and said frankly, "I'm not so naive as to think that Quincy Nofler really trusts me, but you and Hill, he is Your teacher, what do you think he wants to do?"

Conrad frowned, as if he was thinking, and said after a moment of silence: "The last time I met him was more than 400 years ago. When it comes to the issue of human beings, he, like most of the blood races of the main battle faction, believes that there is no need to cooperate. , and we shouldn’t use our genes to improve humans, so I don’t know why a blood race like him needs a human?”

Su Chen leaned back against the wall, with half of her face hidden in the shadows, looked at Conrad with a half-smile, and said, "Up until now, are you still treating Bye as an ordinary human being, Colonel, you are too naive right?"

Conrad was slightly taken aback, and immediately understood what Su Chen meant.

Genetic optimization has been carried out since the embryonic stage. As early as 400 years ago, Bai Yi had a body function far superior to that of ordinary people. Today, the ninth-level mutant in the spiritual domain is fully mature. The terror force!

Maybe it was just a complete coincidence that the eighth-level mutant was left behind, or maybe his goal from the beginning was to devour Bai Yi after nine, if this is the case——

Conrad raised his head to meet Su Chen's eyes, and hesitantly guessed, "Could it be that what the teacher wants is..."

"It's all just speculation," Su Chen raised the corners of his mouth without a sound, "It's just that after so many years, there's something I haven't figured out. As a blood clan, Nofiler needs a brand new body." ? Could it be that he's—aging?"

At the same time, it was more than 3000 nautical miles away from Australia.

The howling wind and snow eroded the whole world. This is the long winter of the Antarctic continent. The propellers broke through the ice crystals, and the aircraft landed tremblingly under the polar night.

In the Antarctic base buried deep in the ice, thousands of optical brains are placed in the huge main control room, and the optical cables are laid in a criss-cross pattern on the ground. The huge data sets are constantly being calculated on the screen, and a light blue The concrete thinking touch protruded from the corner, merged into the processor of one of the optical brains, corrected a code that was trapped in an endless loop, and then retreated back silently.

"This request is really not too much," the man's voice sounded, "It's just that my guests have arrived, and now I need to receive them."

In the shadow of the backlight, an old hand was holding the communicator, and the blue-white equipment cold light reflected on the man's face, completely different from that young and elegant voice, his body was too old, like a person who hadn't died A transparent person, cold and pale, with sunken cheeks, thin hair draped over his shoulders, and a pair of cloudy silver-gray pupils under his closed eyelids.

The person on the communication channel said something again, and a grotesque smile twisted on Nofiler's aging face. He walked towards the digital control door step by step. His thinking touch had already invaded the biometric system before him. The digital control door opened and waited outside the door. His subordinates draped their coats over his shoulders.

"It was your father and Nicholas, and I asked them to come back," Nofiler said, steadying the headset, "How about it, bye, is this one of the reasons why you have to come?"

"Hehe, I'll wait for you—"

Before the other party could answer, Nofiler interrupted the link, handed the communicator to the subordinate beside him, then took the crutch from the other party, and walked forward slowly.

"How many people did they come?" Nofiler asked.

The man behind him was wearing a long cloak that dragged the floor, and his entire face was hidden under the hood. Hearing this, he bowed slightly and replied respectfully: "Apart from Bai Congxi and Nicholas, there are There are two variants of level five and level seven."

"Cong Xi is indeed a smart person," Nofiler praised, "If I didn't want to kill me, I would still be happy to deal with this kind of person. It's a pity."

The man in the cloak heard the clue, but he didn't dare to make a conclusion, so he could only follow up and ask, "What do you mean—?"

"He spent 400 years arranging a farce to kill me. Now that the technology of D-virus mutations has fully matured, what reason do you think I have to keep them?" He glanced sideways at the man lightly.

As if a dagger was stuck to the back of his neck, the cold gaze made hairs rise. The man's body under the cloak was unnaturally stiff, and his back was stretched straight. Enough is enough, you should pay attention to rest until the new body arrives."

"I'm so old?" Nofil's cloudy gray eyes filled with a half-smile, and he said slightly reproachfully: "The only thing that is old is this human body, my conscious body and the escape from the prison of the distant galaxy. You're as young as you were, Brian, you're worrying too much."

The man hastily bent down and said in a trembling voice, "I'm very sorry!"

Nofiler switched the crutch to his left hand, stretched out his withered right hand to move the joints, and then told Brian, "The two mutants are handed over to you. I don't want to be disturbed by insignificant people."

"Actually, Bai Congxi was the only person who came to the base. Nicholas and the two mutants stayed on the aircraft, and the aircraft left after putting down the bishop." Brian carefully observed Nofiler's Expression, while telling the situation.

Nuo Feile closed his eyes and said nothing, tapped the crutch with his fingers, and said lightly after a while: "He wants to protect that waste until he dies, how long can Nichols live without a conscious body transplant operation?" ?”

Brian stood aside with his head bowed, thinking about how to speak, but another voice from the end of the corridor said: "About this answer, I have already counted the time on the way here—"

How could anyone? !

This was the first thought that flashed in Brian's mind. He is a genetically pure Assamai blood. His five senses are far stronger than ordinary people of the same kind. He didn't even notice that someone was approaching...

Nuo Feile turned around slowly, looked peacefully at Bai Congxi who was standing with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile, "How long is he left?"

Bai Congxi came out of the darkness, put his hands in the pockets of his protective clothing, and replied casually, "If Jessica takes better care, I think Neil can still see an aurora tomorrow evening."

"Only one day," Nuofele shook his head regretfully, and sighed, "Why don't you bring him back with you?"

"What are you doing back?" Bai Congxi asked with a smile, "Neil hated the Alliance and the Blood Race the most in his life. You have used him for 400 years. Do I still want him to die in your hands?"

Nuo Feile raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "You know I'm using him, why do you want to join the 'innovator' with him?"

"I needed the technology of consciousness body transplantation and genetic modification, and only you could provide it at that time, and after Neil's first transplant operation, I found that the number of fusions of the consciousness body and the physical body is limited, and each transplantation will cause Serious and irreversible loss—" Bai Congxi said frankly: "Neil has undergone four consciousness body transplant operations, and his consciousness body can no longer bear the load brought by the next operation, and his death is inevitable."

Having said this, Bai Congxi paused, raised his head and looked at Nofiler meaningfully, "Quincy, you should have undergone three consciousness body transplant operations, and if you can't return to your original body for the fourth time, your lifespan will be shortened." Will be over 100 years."

"You are very careful, Cong Xi, I knew from the beginning that you would find out," Nofiler smiled and said calmly, "So I need a special body, without aging and death, as strong as a vampire, no , he is actually more perfect! Cong Xi, do you know that there are physical differences between vampires and humans?"

Bai Congxi had already realized something, frowned, and remained silent for a few seconds before replying, "Active."

"That's right! It's the activity, and you really discovered it!" Nofiler was emotional, his aging body couldn't bear this change, he couldn't help panting, but he still said very excitedly: "Although the blood race will not age, but because the cells are not active, the function will begin to decline slowly after a certain point in time. Humans are different, and the mutant you created just perfected this point!"

"Bye's body functions are comparable to those of pure blood, and at the same time, his cell activity can maintain this advantage forever. He is your best work, and it is also the body I am most looking forward to—"

Bai Congxi's expression froze, and he clasped his hands in his pockets little by little, "I always thought that what you wanted was the nine that devoured Xiaoyi."

"The biochemical weapon created by anti-phagocytosis is really exciting, but the most important thing for me is to survive—"

After the voice fell, Nuo Feile disappeared out of thin air, and the air beside him trembled. Bai Congxi realized that something was approaching quickly, but he couldn't see the opponent's movements clearly with his dynamic vision alone.

The dead branch-like palm clenched the throat, with such force that it almost broke the cervical spine, Bai Congxi was forced to raise his jaw, his eyes narrowed slightly, surprised that the decayed body could still use such terrifying explosive power.

"You're right, this body is really vulnerable," Nofiler read his thoughts, and immediately explained generously: "Maybe you haven't realized that I have controlled the entire base with my mind, and I have used power to control the entire base." The center indirectly affects the other strongholds of the 'innovators'."

"Congxi, from the moment you stepped into the gate of the base, this place is no longer a steel fortress underground in Antarctica, but an illusion created by my spiritual realm. Your opponent has never been that aging body, but It's my consciousness."

The terrifying feeling of suffocation oppressed the heart and lungs, and the scene in his field of vision became slack. Bai Congxi opened his eyes with great effort, and the face of Quincy Nofelle was reflected in his eyes, and that dry face gradually turned into a face that had never been A youthful and handsome face that I have never seen before.

"I've always had a question," the strange man said in Nofiler's voice, "you transformed yourself into a tenth-level mutant, why didn't you get strengthened as your level improved? Your strength is only a level-5 water level. What is the difference between level ten and other mutants?"

Blood froth dripped down from the corner of his mouth continuously, and some of it flowed back into the trachea and esophagus. Bai Congxi looked at Nofiler's consciousness, curled up a sneer on his lips, and said lightly: "The activity of the d virus is very high. A mutant is actually the nine directions of its mutation. In order to control the mutants I created, I integrated their genetic codes and buried them in my own genetic code—”

"This is your atonement?"

Bai Congxi nodded, "One to nine is for killing, the last one hopes to be forgiven."

"No one will remember to forgive you, and those who see your dead body will die like you!"

"Yeah, including your future body."

Nofiler was stunned, "All mutants will die..."

"Well, including my little Yi."