Dressed as an evil fetus

Sirius Base, Area C.

On the second floor of a self-built house, the morning sun shines into the kitchen through the window.

Yang Chen lay on the cold floor of the kitchen, hunched over in pain.

His handsome face was as white as jade, his crow-like eyelashes trembled constantly, and his beautifully shaped lips lost their color.

There is a notebook with a black cover on the table, which contains records written in Huaxia.

"Evil Fetus Observation Diary"

On May 1088, 5 in the new calendar, the evil fetus was planted for 11 days.

At 8:30, the evil fetus matured and activated, the host had severe abdominal pain, and the sensory organ layer was being swallowed, which was relieved after using nutrient solution.

At 8:45, execute the plan to lure the evil fetus away.

Yang Chen drank the super painkiller he prepared, and lay down in the high-power freezer.

The bone-chilling air enveloped the whole body, and the blood circulation began to slow down.

Yang Chen's belly became transparent, and a ball the size of a fist could be seen inside.

The black body, with red vertical stripes on it, looks like a small black-skinned watermelon.

The little black-skinned watermelon turned around and looked at Yang Chen.

Its eyes are two red rings, its small mouth is a red slit, filled with black mist, and around its body are more than a dozen hair-thick black limbs.

"Go in!"

Yang Chen pointed to an iron box, which contained the nutrient solution he made from sheep's blood and cow's blood, as well as many pieces of meat patties.

His voice was extremely harsh, just like training the little black-skinned watermelon to eat before.

The little black-skinned watermelon was turning left and right in his belly, instinct told it to suck Baba dry when it was born.

But the blood on Baba's body flowed so slowly, there was no way to suck it up within three seconds.

The training during this period told him that if he couldn't count to three, those delicious meats would be destroyed.

"One, two..."

Before he could say the words, the little black-skinned watermelon, like the rabbit whose tail was burnt, jumped out of his belly and got into the iron box.

The door of the iron box slammed down, shutting the little black-skinned watermelon inside.

The little black-skinned watermelon gorged on the meat, completely unaware that he had fallen into a trap.

Yang Chen took a breath, bit her finger and got some blood on the chopsticks, reached in from the entrance of the box, and lightly tapped the small black-skinned watermelon.

He is the host of the little black-skinned watermelon, and blood has a restraining effect on it.

The little black-skinned watermelon trembled, the circles of her eyes turned into wavy lines, and she looked at Yang Chen in fear.

"If you want to survive, you must be obedient."

Yang Chen looked at the little black watermelon coldly.

Ever since he entered this novel called "The Evil Embryo of the Holy Father", he has been thinking about how to conquer the evil embryo and survive every day.

This fiction is set in a doomsday wasteland background on a certain planet.

The species on the planet suddenly evolved greatly, and mutant beasts, undead, and deformed monsters ran rampant in the wilderness.

Although human beings also have Apocalypse with awakening talent, but the number is too small and difficult to evolve, so they slipped from the top of the planet's food chain.

The human living space has been extremely compressed, leaving only five major survival bases and twelve small and medium bases.

In order to obtain more powerful Apocalypse, laboratories have been set up in various bases to study how to make it easier for humans to evolve.

In this way, the power of the laboratory is growing, and it will even affect the management of the base.

Some laboratories secretly set up research institutes in the wilderness to secretly conduct some experiments that are not allowed, and there are even people who crazily worship evil forces.

They call themselves the Illumination Cult and pray for the power of God to save the world, so they try their best to cultivate the "Holy Son".

It's a pity that the "holy sons" cultivated only have the instinct of devouring, and they will cause huge damage every time. People call them "evil fetuses".

Therefore, the general base Huanglong Base issued an order to judge the Guangming Cult as "evil scorched", and the forces are not allowed to conduct illegal experiments, and those who participate will be punished as evil scorched earth.

It's a pity that there are still forces who don't give up and carry out this experiment secretly.

The original owner was also called Yang Chen, and he was the heir of the Beijing Longteng Bio-Pharmaceutical Company before the end of the day. He had a high IQ, high education, and a handsome appearance. He was the son of heaven since childhood.

After the apocalypse, his father's illegitimate son suddenly awakened his abilities and kicked him off the throne of heir.

The original owner escaped from the capital and fell into the wilderness. He was taken back by the Black Heart Research Institute to plant evil embryos. After escaping, he went to the Sirius Base in a remote area.

After the original owner was planted with an evil fetus, he thought he had gained power, and couldn't wait to raise it as his own child.

He arranged a baby room, bought prenatal music and story books, and communicated with the evil fetus every day, trying to touch it with love, but he was too excited and suddenly died of a heart attack.

The blue star surgeon dog Yang Chen, who died unexpectedly due to overtime work, inexplicably transmigrated into this book, took over the original owner's body and evil fetus, and activated a system.

After the system briefly introduced the cheating background of this fictional world, it gave him the task of subduing the evil fetus.

The mission is successful and life continues.

Mission failed, completely obliterated.

He also gave a small reminder: if the evil fetus leaves, the host is still alive, which means victory, and the blood of the host has a restraining effect on it.

According to the prompt given by the system, Yang Chen took out the spirit of writing a doctoral dissertation, and made a diary of the evil fetus observation, "On how to let the evil fetus leave the body alive."

He inherited the legacy of the original owner, communicated with the evil fetus every day, told stories and played music for prenatal education, worked hard to cultivate feelings, and opened its intelligence.

Slowly, the Xietai's spiritual intelligence was activated, and it was possible to have a brief exchange with Yang Chen.

Although the content of the communication is hunger and hunger, eat and eat, but it is much better than before.

Yangchen records the growth of the evil fetus every day, brings back food that can be bought in the market, tests its taste and appetite, and formulates a eating plan for the evil fetus.

He used both kindness and strength, trained his instincts, and finally tricked it out on the day of the broken fetus.

"Hey!"

The little black-skinned watermelon let out a piercing cry, opened its mouth wide and swallowed the meat into its belly, turned into black mist, rushed out of the iron box and entered the baby's room.

The pink baby room is filled with all kinds of cute dolls, and colorful children's picture books and toys are scattered on the floor.

Yang Chen looked around the room with the bloody chopsticks, and finally landed on a pink rabbit doll.

Long soft ears, big round eyes, a fluffy body wearing a pink skirt, holding a red carrot in short paws.

The originally crooked smiling eyes turned into two red rings, with wavy tears shining, weeping and begging for mercy, "Baba, don't kill me!"

"Sign a soul contract with me obediently, and I won't kill you."

Yang Chen ruthlessly picked up the rabbit doll and tore off the carrot from its hand.

"My dear!"

The rabbit doll trembled in fright, and breathed out a stream of pure red air to Yang Chenhou, which turned into black mist and returned to his belly.

That pure red energy formed a dark red spider seal the size of a thumb in Yang Chen's navel, and there was a vague human face on his back, weird and mysterious.

The system that had been silent for a long time suddenly made a sound.

[Congratulations to the host for successfully contracting the evil fetus, you can borrow the ability of the evil fetus: devour (primary)]

It finally worked!

A happy smile appeared on Yang Chen's delicate and beautiful face.

Although it can only borrow the ability of the evil fetus, it is much stronger than ordinary people.

He opened his bony palms, and a strange cold force rose from his abdomen, seeping out from his slender and white fingers like spider silk.

This force went straight to the iron box and the blood bag, instantly absorbing all the remaining blood inside, but did not damage other places.

Yang Chen did a few more tests, and then wrote a new title in the notebook.

"Elementary Devouring Ability Using Experience"

1 It can only devour living things, but not inorganic objects.

2 Can carry out precise operations according to the host's thinking, and consider developing in the direction of phagocytosis of mutated cells.

In the case of global pollution, humans who can withstand the pollution and evolve special abilities are called the Apocalypse.

There are very few humans who can become Apocalypse, and more are mutants who cannot bear the pollution.

Mutated cells, like cancer cells, will proliferate wildly and move around, and mutants will soon become irrational monsters.

If Yang Chen can use his phagocytosis ability to cure pollution disease, he will get rich!

However, if you want to combine the ability of phagocytosis with medical skills, you need to find a small white mouse to do the experiment, preferably a mutant animal.

The mutated animals sold in the regular market at the base are very expensive, and he, a poor man, can't buy them.

Time is tight and tasks are heavy, so we must master the use of devour talent as soon as possible.

Yang Chen changed into a clean white shirt, covered with soft bangs, like a handsome college student with milk.

He came to the fourth floor and knocked lightly on the door of the landlady's room.

"Who is it!"

The landlady opened the door and looked out vigilantly.

"It's me, Yang Chen, is Xiaolong back?"

Yang Chen smiled shyly.

"Xiaolong is coming back soon, you come in and wait for her."

Seeing that it was Yang Chen, the landlady opened the door with a smile on her face, and pulled him into the room enthusiastically.

The landlady's surname is Hu, she is sixty years old, with neatly combed gray hair, she is a neat and capable old lady.

Xiaolong is her daughter, the authentic Apocalypse, and the little leader of the Al Qaeda Wildfire Organization.

She is capable, reliable, and has many connections. She is the one who got Yang Chen's blood bag freezer.

"We'll have dinner at Auntie's later."

Mrs. Hu came out with a small bench and chatted with Yang Chen while picking vegetables.

Narratively talking about her daughter working too hard, not finding a boyfriend or getting married, and hanging out with those younger brothers all day long.

Without descendants, no one will inherit this building.

Then he brags about how good his daughter is, she is capable and rich, and she is still an evolutionary, so marrying her is a blessing.

Every word in the words hinted at what Yang Chen should do.

Yang Chen just smiled, answering a few words from time to time.

Xiaolong is indeed a good girl, but unfortunately she is not his type.

"Mom, I'm back."

A girl with a height of 1.9 meters, five layers of deep and three-dimensional, cold and indifferent eyes opened the door and walked in.

She has black hair shaved to a crop, wheat-colored skin, well-developed chest muscles, and an army green vest, showing strong and powerful arms.

"Long Zhonghua, why are you dressed like this? How can a woman wear a man's vest? Go back to the house and change your skirt."

Mrs. Hu was furious.

"No change."

With a dark face, Long Zhonghua threw the snakeskin bag that was heavy on his shoulder into the kitchen.

She stuck her head under the faucet to wash her face, rubbing her hair and shaking it wildly.

"Are you trying to piss me off?"

Mrs. Hu gritted her teeth in anger at her daughter's rude actions.

"Auntie, don't be angry, I think Xiaolong is very kind, he's really temperamental!"

Yang Chen smoothed things over by the side.

As for Long Zhonghua's tall and mighty appearance, wearing a skirt is simply eye-catching.

"You're so temperamental. It's ugly to wear like this. Hurry up and change."

Mrs. Hu kept urging, wishing to push Long Zhonghua into the house.

Long Zhonghua ignored his old lady and pulled up the hem of his vest to wipe his face, revealing his abdominal muscles like eight chocolate slabs.

After wiping her face, she looked at Yang Chen coldly, "What do you want from me?"

"I want you to buy me something."

Yang Chen stared at her cropped head politely.

"Come in."

Long Zhonghua opened the room, and when Yang Chen entered, he slammed the door shut to prevent Mrs. Hu from peeking.

This is a room full of princess style.

Pale pink wallpaper, rose red dressing table, a plate of red roses in full bloom on the window sill, and a little prince puppet.

A gauze curtain embroidered with stars was hung on the white palace bed.

There are several suspender dresses hanging on the hanger next to it.

It can be seen that Mrs. Hu really tried her best to awaken Long Zhonghua's femininity.

"Tell me, what do you want to buy?"

Long Zhonghua was sitting on the pink bed with a golden sword, his right leg was on a small white stool, and his right hand was resting on his lap.

"Can you help me get a sick mutant animal, it doesn't matter how sick you are, as long as you have a breath."

Yang Chen stood at the door in a dignified manner.

Long Zhonghua asked blankly: "Type, price, budget."

"There is no limit to the variety, the cheaper the price, the better,"

Yang Chen took out a Patek Philippe diamond watch and handed it to Long Zhonghua, "See how much this watch can be exchanged for. I bought it for 300 million."

Long Zhonghua took it over and fiddled with it, then looked up at Yang Chen, "Prestige watches are worthless now, I will give you 1000 yuan at most."

"can."

Yang Chen nodded.

1000 yuan is enough to pay three months' rent.

"Let's go!"

Long Zhonghua threw the watch into the drawer, took a white-washed denim jacket from the closet and put it on, preparing to take Yang Chen to buy mutant animals.

"It's almost time for dinner, where are you going?"

Mrs. Hu ran out of the kitchen with a spatula.

"Do something, don't wait for us."

Long Zhonghua waved his hands without looking back.

Yang Chen smiled at Mrs. Hu, and followed her out.

Long Zhonghua drove a modified sidecar motorcycle and took Yang Chen to a tin warehouse at the corner of the farmer's market.

The author says:

The background of this article is all superficial, all are superficial, the world frame is all privately set, and the plot is all made up and nonsense.

The plot in the early stage is a bit depressing, because of the darkness before dawn, and it will start to move towards the light in Chapter 34. This article aims to save the world in the book.

Xie Jiao and Xie Scorched Earth are not typos, but synonyms used to avoid verbal use, and there are many synonyms used to avoid them.

This article will begin to move towards the light in Chapter 34. The overall direction is to build infrastructure and fight monsters, save the human beings in the book, and everyone will have a bright future.