At the temporary hideout of the martial arts school students.
Thoi Tieu Phi returned with Trieu Trung.
The other students gathered around. The matter had already happened. Seeing them return together, they knew Senior Brother Thoi had definitely gone over there.
After a brief conversation, they learned that Senior Brother Thoi had met with Lam Pham from the Sunshine Shelter.
Thoi Tieu Phi looked at the junior brothers and sisters he had brought out. When they were injected with the serum, one had died from failed evolution, and now another one was dead.
The first one was fate.
The second one was his responsibility.
The change in mentality had led Tuong Son to become tyrannical, deviating from his original self.
"Senior Brother, why did Tuong Son become like this?"
A student asked. This was also what most of the students were thinking.
"Here, it's a change in here."
Thoi Tieu Phi pointed at his heart. It represented the heart. When an ordinary person suddenly possessed an unprecedented power, it was easy to lose control, not in terms of power, but in terms of the heart.
All the students lowered their heads, looking at the location of their hearts.
Some were deep in thought.
Some said: "Senior Brother Thoi, I think we are different now. As Mutants, we have zombie genes flowing in our veins. We are half-human, half-zombie. Whether it's humans or zombies, it has nothing to do with us."
Swish!
Swish!
As the other party said this.
The remaining students looked at him in shock. Such thoughts were beyond their imagination.
"How can we not be human? We are human. We practiced martial arts at the martial arts school to punish the strong and help the weak. We followed Senior Brother to gain power because we were helpless as ordinary people, so we had to resort to other means. Only with strength can we fight against the apocalypse," Trieu Trung argued. He found that some of his companions' eyes were unwavering, not moved at all by what he said.
Their hearts were as still as water, very calm.
Thoi Tieu Phi said nothing. The path was chosen by them. The direction they moved in was their own business. Even he could not control it.
What were the side effects of the serum?
He had never felt that the serum had any effect on his mind and body.
His gene chain was unlocked to the fourth stage.
His body had naturally undergone changes, but his heart had not changed from beginning to end. Was it really that the serum had no such effect? He couldn't say for sure, nor could he guarantee it.
Perhaps there was an effect, but this effect was not significant.
The biggest reason was still their own unwillingness to stabilize their former hearts.
Just then.
"Someone's coming."
Thoi Tieu Phi sensed someone approaching from outside. He walked to the window. In the desolate wilderness not far away, a figure was indeed riding a handsome motorcycle at high speed towards this side.
"It's her."
That figure made his eyebrows twitch slightly.
The students gathered over, looking curiously into the distance.
"Senior Brother, who is she?"
"Yeah, she looks so domineering. That motorcycle is so cool. It looks like a Honda Dragon God, with a black body and double-row six-outlet exhausts. Simply overbearingly cool."
The student who was more knowledgeable about this was very envious. But he thought, it was already the apocalypse. Nothing cost money. As long as you found the place, what could you not find?
"She is one of the twelve perfect Mutants in the organization, Poison Thorn Chung Hong."
Thoi Tieu Phi said her title.
The students were very curious. Poison Thorn Chung Hong, a person with a nickname, must be very terrifying. Although they had only been Mutants for a short time.
But Senior Brother Thoi had also told them some things.
The twelve perfect Mutants were the elites among the Mutants.
Their senior brother was the most perfect one among them.
He was called... the Red Demon Great Wing.
A very strange title.
They had seen their senior brother's wings, but they had never seen his other forms. They would definitely not believe that his final form was just like that.
So they wondered what kind of form the one called the Red Demon Great Wing would have.
Just then.
Chung Hong did a fishtail, and the tires screeched against the ground.
Clack!
Chung Hong propped her leg on the ground and looked up at the few figures on the upper floor.
Thoi Tieu Phi leaped down, landed, and walked up to Chung Hong.
"What are you doing here?"
Chung Hong said: "The organization has discovered a Weak-Type Creator. They have informed us to go and crusade against it together. We need the Creator's corpse. Follow me. Many people are already waiting there."
The so-called Weak-Type Creator was the organization's classification for some Creators.
Many Creators had very failed evolutions.
It wasn't that the bigger the body, the stronger it was.
You could say that a huge Creator was very disgusting, but you could absolutely not say that a huge Creator would be very strong.
Thoi Tieu Phi smiled. He didn't expect the organization's appetite to be getting bigger and bigger, to actually have ideas about a Creator. Although he had never fought a Creator, he also knew how terrifying they were.
Even the weakest one was definitely not something they could deal with casually.
After Chung Hong finished her notification, she twisted the throttle and sped away, not even thinking of giving him a ride.
He turned to glance at the students, waved, and then chased after the direction Chung Hong had left in.
He started running at an extremely fast speed, long surpassing the limits of an ordinary person, like a gust of wind sweeping past, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
. . .
Sunshine Shelter.
After dealing with many matters, Lam Pham did not go out to clean up zombies, but took a stroll in the park where the livestock were raised, as a short break.
Walking on the quiet path in the park, he looked at the surrounding environment.
In times of peace, this place was full of citizens who came to relax.
But with the arrival of the apocalypse, all peace was broken, and the once-bustling park was now sparsely populated.
He came to a planned area where dairy cows were raised. There were people specially taking care of them, providing a stable supply of natural milk for the shelter.
He leaned against the fence and quietly watched the dairy cows, which were lowering their heads to eat grass.
Such a life was relatively happy for the dairy cows.
At least at this moment.
There were still humans taking care of them.
"Lam Pham..."
At this moment, Tran Hac appeared, pushing a small cart of hay. When he saw Lam Pham here, Tran Hac was a little surprised, not expecting to see him here.
"Are you the one taking care of these now?" Lam Pham asked.
Tran Hac said: "Yes, A Hai and I take turns."
Tran Hac was an Awakened who had awakened later. His ability was control. He had once struggled to study books on network repair, but after a long time, he made no progress. Later, as the number of survivors in the shelter grew, he knew that he would be of little use in major matters, so he chose some ordinary things to do.
For example, taking care of poultry was something he liked.
It gave him a sense of closeness to nature.
Lam Pham said: "You've worked hard."
Tran Hac said: "It's no trouble. We're just doing some small things. The ones who are really working hard are you guys. I've always been very grateful to you. If it weren't for you, Dinh Dinh and I would not have the life we have now."
These were words from the bottom of Tran Hac's heart.
He was once in despair. After his wife's tragic death, if he didn't still have his daughter to take care of, he really wouldn't have been able to hold on. The belief in his heart had completely collapsed, and his hope of living had been completely shattered.
It was Lam Pham who pulled them out of the abyss.
"Don't say that. In times of disaster, it's only right to help each other. It was also your appearance that gave me a pursuit, a goal."
Lam Pham smiled. There was not a single lie in his words. It was indeed so.
In the past, he just thought about taking care of himself. Even in the apocalypse, as long as he lived according to his past lifestyle, he could be just like before.
But later, he met a few people, encountered some things, and his thoughts gradually changed.
Tran Hac sighed in his heart. As expected, he was as humble as before.
The two of them just chatted simply, talking about some fantasies for the future and some changes in the apocalypse.
In the distance.
A group of children appeared.
Led by a teacher, the children were laughing and talking, looking at the surrounding poultry. Many of them were children from the city. They might have grown up without ever seeing a cow, pig, or goat with their own eyes.
In the children's hearts, those meats were delicious dishes that their mothers had cooked and brought to the table. Eating meat could make them grow, and also gain weight.
And now it was the apocalypse.
The apocalypse would end in the future, but everything would have to start over from scratch.
They needed to learn how to repair all kinds of things, how to treat illnesses, and many, many other kinds of knowledge. These were all indispensable in the future.
"Look how happy the children are."
Lam Pham smiled. At a rare moment of ease, seeing such a scene was truly very comforting.
"Yes."
Tran Hac lamented. What they were doing was what the previous generations had done for them, dedicating themselves so that the next generation could live in a beautiful world.
The peaceful era of the past was won by the lives of the previous generations.
Now, peace had briefly disappeared, the apocalypse had descended, turmoil had risen again, and the disaster that would wipe out humanity had covered the entire world.
And he, the once-protected next generation, had grown up. It was time for them to dedicate themselves and create a better life for the next generation.
A determined light flickered in Lam Pham's eyes. "I believe I can definitely clean up all the zombies. No matter what, I will definitely build Hoang City into the last perfect place for humanity, so that when they grow up in the future, they won't have to suffer the harm of zombies."
He believed this from beginning to end.
The process was tiring.
But he never thought there was anything bad about this kind of fatigue.
Just then.
The children saw him, waved from afar, and shouted happily.
"Uncle Lam..."
"Hello, Uncle Lam."
Hearing the children's greetings.
Lam Pham also waved back at the children with a smile on his face, especially Phi Phi and Dinh Dinh, who waved the most vigorously.
. . .
"Everyone who should be here is here, right?"
In an abandoned old building, a man in plain clothes and wearing glasses looked at everyone and asked.
In the chaotic scene, the summoned Mutants all chose comfortable places to stand or sit.
"Not yet. Poison Thorn and Red Demon haven't arrived."
As this Mutant said this.
Thump!
The main door was pushed open.
Thoi Tieu Phi and Chung Hong strode in.
"Haha, I thought you guys weren't coming. We were all waiting for you. That's quite an entrance," one of the Mutants said.
Poison Thorn Chung Hong appeared behind him. Her originally slender fingers had unknowingly turned into poison needles, pressed against the other's skin, as if to say, "If you dare to say another word of nonsense, this poison needle will pierce your skin."
The sudden situation made this Mutant feel a little embarrassed, but he still forced a smile.
"Poison Thorn, just kidding. Don't be so petty."
The man from the organization who was leading this operation also mediated, "Alright, this is more important. Don't delay any longer."
Poison Thorn retracted her poison needles, and her fingers returned to their original appearance. She directly found a corner, leaned against the wall, and watched quietly.
"Is Hoang Mao Ca Tu La not here?"
Someone discovered that Ca Tu La had not arrived and said casually.
"No. He sent a message to headquarters before he died, saying he could capture Officer Hoang. In my opinion, he was dealt with by the so-called Officer Hoang."
"The one from the Hoang City Sunshine Shelter, right?"
"Haha, a weakling. He really thought he was that strong. I've disliked that Hoang Mao for a long time."
Everyone chatted.
They had no sad thoughts about Hoang Mao Ca Tu La's death, not even a ripple.
Thoi Tieu Phi didn't say that he had met Officer Hoang, nor did he say that he had met Lam Pham.
It was best to keep some things buried in the heart.
"It's time to talk business," the man from the organization said again.
He probably had some status in the organization. After he spoke again, everyone fell silent and looked at the wall in front.
The man was very satisfied. He turned on the projector, and a map and some case files appeared on the wall.
"This time, the Creator we want to hunt is temporarily named [Disgusting Maggot]. It lives in a desert city and can travel through the desert. There are no other zombies guarding it. It is a solitary zombie."
"According to multiple observations, its main body is hidden underground in the desert. What is exposed outside are tentacles similar to desert meat worms, with dense thorns on the surface."
"The length of the tentacles is between twenty and thirty meters. There are two tentacles in total. They have suckers on their mouths and can spit out a highly corrosive liquid..."
The Mutants at the scene listened very carefully.
Even though they were all arrogant existences.
They knew they were facing a Creator. This was not something that could be dealt with casually. A little carelessness and they would die tragically at the hands of the Creator.
Thoi Tieu Phi narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that it might be a bit tricky.
Although this was a Weak-Type Creator and there was no zombie tide around, he always thought... could they really hunt a Creator with just their numbers?
While he was in deep thought.
The other Mutants did not appear nervous. After listening to the other's introduction, they began to curse one after another.
"What a disgusting zombie. Disgusting Maggot is a very vivid name."
"How did zombies evolve? How did they evolve this disgusting thing?"
"Who would dare to use its genes? I wouldn't dare anyway. I'm really afraid that after using it, I'll become like it. Just thinking about it feels terrifying."
The man from the organization said: "Tomorrow morning, we will start hunting the Creator, Disgusting Maggot. Of course, in the first wave, the organization will use firepower to force it out. If we can injure it, it will also reduce a lot of pressure on you."
And so it was arranged.
Thoi Tieu Phi knew that it might really be a fierce battle.
Of the eleven Mutants at the scene, how many could truly stand there unscathed?
What did the organization want with the genes of this kind of failed evolution Creator?