Chapter 18 Edmund Lee's Legacy

When the gambling snake returned to the house at the gathering place, Xue Xiao and Zuo Dao had already returned. The civilian Jeff was sitting in the corner of the house, smoking cigarettes he had brought from somewhere. At this moment, he seemed relatively calm, all relying on Feng Yuan's "wise" methods.

In fact, Jeff was quite crazy when he woke up from a coma. The fear and fatigue that had been accumulated over the past few days all burst out with the pain of losing his loved ones. He was an ordinary middle-aged office worker. After encountering this series of horror movies, he naturally collapsed easily and made a reckless and bad decision. He tried to attack Fengyuan and snatch the gun he brought.

Jeff didn't expect that the man in front of him, who was about the same figure as him, was so quick and powerful that he was like a terminator in a movie. Jeff's shoulder was dislocated by Feng's casual twist, and then he was dragged all the way to the kitchen sink, watching Feng's plug the drain, fill the water, and then he grazes his head.

If you want to "calm" a person, waterboarding is a good choice. This is probably one of the oldest and most effective tortures in the world. Eighty percent of réns will confess in waterboarding, and the remaining 20 percent will die.

Fengfeng was not tortured Jeff, so he stopped after drowning him three times, threw him into the corner, and let him take a breath and rest. At this point, they could finally say a few words calmly. In fact, for Jeff, whether it is a resistance organization, a guerrilla team, or an army... it is the same as anyone's hands. He is just a civilian, and it is good luck to survive this disaster. Even if he meets an imperial army, it may not be much better than his current situation. Everyone understands that you should never expect someone who is in danger to come to protect you.

In Jeff's mind, these "superpowered monsters" encountered in the hall of the Essay Bureau are more reliable. When encountering mutated creatures, there is no safer than staying with these freaks.

When the snake came back, most parts of the city had power supply restored, and the house they occupied was lighted on, but all the windows were closed and thick curtains were pulled.

The gambling snake glanced at Jeff. The two had no conversation. Through the eyes, they knew that Jeff had heard Feng Ying describe the subsequent development of his father's death and would no longer have any ideas about seeking revenge on himself.

"I got nothing." The gambling snake said the results of tonight with a frankness, "And after the power was restored, it became more difficult to detect humans, so I returned." His eyes swept to a corner of the living room and saw a stranger.

The man was "guarded" by the left-winged Taoist, wearing a dark blue evo uniform, and should be a relatively high-level member.

"It seems that you not only restored electricity, but also gained extra money." said the gambling snake.

Before Zuo Dao could speak, the tailor snatched: "Speak in advance that I will cooperate with you to solve the pollution leaked from the research room. This is a major event that concerns the survival of all mankind. It is not that I and you who are against the cross..."

"You can still keep your face calm when you say such shameless words." Zuo Dao clenched his nose and looked at the tailor: "It seems that the skin on your face is really stitched up layer by layer. I think it's at least ten layers, right?"

"Hmph..." The tailor snorted coldly, his eyes rolled up, and replied to Zuo Dao: "Why did Brother Zuo point out insults and point out mulberry and locust? It seems that I am afraid of death and cooperate with you. Although I am careless today, if I fight for a while, I may not be..."

"Dou nmb." Left Tao opened his mouth and interrupted the tailor.

"Well... this is a swearing..."

"Swear nmb."

"I just..."

“It’s nmb.”

Feng Feng couldn't listen to it any longer, so he took out the cigar in his mouth and said to Zuo Dao: "Don't always mention nmb..."

"I'm going to mention nmb!!nmlgb!!" Zuo Dao roared.

The tailor sitting next to him was scolded and lost his temper. When he encountered such a scoundrel, he didn't know what to do.

At this time, with the sound of water pumping on the toilet, Xue Xiao kicked the door open from the toilet. The gambling snake asked casually: "What's the situation in the power plant?"

Xue Xiao moved his neck a few times and replied: "The generator set there can only be a maximum load of about 300,000 degrees a day. It depends on the situation and was damaged by the guy named Leihuo on the front line. Maybe he had fought near the power plant a few days ago.

In fact, there was no major failure. The equipment hazards of the power plant were well investigated. The load switch and isolation switch of the distribution room automatically made protection actions, which means they were tripped." He turned to look at the tailor and said, "If your colleague was not so stupid and timid, even if he knew a little bit of physical knowledge, the power supply in the city might have been restored long ago."

The gambling snake said again: "So, will it be attacked by monsters and cause a second-degree failure?"

"I can't guarantee this, but according to my observation, those mutated creatures don't like to get close to places with high temperatures." Xue Xiao replied.

The gambling snake nodded and stopped asking, but just turned its gaze to the tailor again. The meaning was very obvious, and it was time to ask him.

The blood owl intertwined his fingers, flipping his palms, looking like he was about to tear people: "Okay, the one who calls himself a tailor, you can now start to say some information that we are interested in. I would like to remind you that if there is a lie in your information, I will know it immediately. At that time, the inquiry will be escalated to torture at any time."

The tailor couldn't help swallowing, tidying up his thoughts, and then said, "The source of this pollution is likely to be a senior experimenter named Edmund Lee."

"But, is it?" Xue Xiao continued.

The tailor looked up and looked at Xue Xiao with a rather weird look: "Yes, it's the man you killed on Hell Island."

"So, how did a guy who was killed by me four months ago cause the situation in Atlantic City today?" asked Blood Owl.

"It's 'e cells'." The tailor replied: "Every senior experimenter or higher-level person, including me, has 'e cells' in our bodies, which is the core technology of e-local gene evolution.

When we fight, the brain is responsible for receiving information, memory, reactions, issuing commands, etc. E cells are activated when stimulated to assist the brain and strengthen all aspects of the human body's ability. In theory, e cells can achieve infinite self-evolution, allowing our combat capabilities to continue to increase.

Moreover, e-cells have a very superior characteristic - transplantation and inheritance. The "butcher" is not just Edmund Lee, the name can also be another person, and the same is true for the "tailor". Whenever an agent with e-cells dies, the tissue will extract the e-cells from his body, and even directly use his body to transform the next successor.

In the world of genes, ‘e’ represents the principle of natural selection. The strong will replace the weak and there will be no variables.”

Xue Xiao smiled and said, "But that guy named Edmund Lee, or the e-cells on that guy's corpse, have some variables?"

The tailor's expression became even more strange. The face that seemed to have been stitched countless times also changed its expression: "We spent a lot of money to fish Edmund Lee's body out of the sea. And the e-cells on his body underwent a very strange change, resulting in a characteristic that it should not have - the 'swallowing' ability.

When at the bottom of the sea, Edmund Lee's body "eated" a few marine creatures. Technically, we cannot restore this process, so we can only make some speculations. I personally think that it may be that it was first swallowed by large fish in the sea, and then proliferated and swallowed in the opposite direction.

In short, when we call this corpse…if we can still call it a corpse, in short, when we bring it back to the institute, this thing is already very much like a deformed monster.”

"Is it similar to those in the city now?" Fenghuang asked.

"Similar..." the tailor replied. He did not lie because he couldn't tell the difference between the monster brought back to the institute and the mutated creatures in the city now. Perhaps they were very different, but at least they were of the same clan and the same origin.

"At that time, we didn't care much about this monster. Anyone who has studied it thought that the birth of this monster was just a special situation that happened after e-cells mistakenly thought it was grafted onto non-human creatures. According to the law of "survival of the fittest", the monster will not survive for a few days because human genes will prevail and eventually die in a deformed **.

Of course, they didn't wait too long to deal with the monster, but they left the original data in the computer, took two more pieces of meat, one was put into the warehouse as a special experimental product, and the other was left for the next "butcher" to be transformed. The monster evolved from the corpse was destroyed by high temperature, and the residue was not left behind."

"Hmph... It seems that you are all mediocre people. It turns out that the so-called evo devotion is just this level? No wonder that Marshal has become the current decay." Xue Xiao laughed.

The tailor also knew that the professor-level figure in front of him was a professor who specialized in life sciences at Yale University before he was twenty-three years old. In recent years, he had done in-depth research through the combination of theory and practice, so he had nothing to defend himself. He directly said: "At that time, the researchers focused on the rapid growth of the "butcher's" e-cells. Before you were killed, Edmund Lee's physical ability was terrifyingly improved in a short period of time. This part of the data made the organization believe that Edmund Lee's e-cells were indeed mutated. But they did not expect that the danger of mutation was not the speed of growth, but the expanded "swallowing" ability.

Normal e-cells are not like this. They are like genetically modified substances parasitized in the human body, with no side effects…”

"If you have a plastic surgery and say this, it may be more convincing." Zuo Dao interrupted next to him.

The tailor said: "My appearance is a trauma after the battle. This image has nothing to do with e-cells. On the contrary, e-cells can protect our brains. Even if the senior members of e-cells are beheaded, as long as their brains are intact, they will have the possibility of survival. That's why we salvage Edmund Lee's body.

I have also experienced many fierce battles. It is the e-cells that saved me again and again. It prevents my brain from dying forever, so that the body can survive the continuous transformation and side effects of chemical enhancers. Every time I experience a fierce battle, my combat power will be enhanced and the e-cells on my body will evolve."

"It sounds like some kind of alien's unique bloodline with monkey tails." Zuo Dao said jokingly again.

"It's not as superior as you said, it's a thing in the comics after all." said the tailor: "E-cells have not yet been able to evolve by allowing parasites to constantly harm themselves. Only when they can achieve their potential at the limit in battle can they stimulate their potential."

The gambling snake used his cold tone to bring the topic back to the key point: "Back to the part about 'swallowing' just now, what is the difference between Edmund Lee's 'abnormal' cells and the usual ones?"

The tailor thought for a while: "For example... When I fight with a master who is much stronger than me, the e-cells in my body may be activated at a very critical moment, thereby improving my ability to fight. For example, if my opponent is very fast, my dynamic vision will be strengthened, the nerve reaction intervals will become shorter, and the instant prediction instinct will also increase. But these have a limit, and the effect of improvement is generally slow. The most important thing is... it is impossible for a third eye to grow from my forehead, or a new pair of ears to grow on both sides of my neck...

But the cells on Edmund Lee's corpse have a very fast evolutionary speed and will also 'swallow', and then evolve from swallowing to proliferation. For example, using cold weapons with high hardness to cut it, its instinctive reaction may grow a turtle-like shell in a short period of time. Don't think that it will choose to swallow dozens of turtles at this time. It is basically impossible for turtles to be swallowed nearby. So it will use materials locally, eat a few living people, use their bones as raw materials, and release hydroxyapatite crystals from the pores around it. A layer of bones will grow out quickly and become the armor on the outer layer of its skin."

"Then isn't this kind of creature without weaknesses? Even if there is, it can make up for it through genetic changes and continuous corrections to **." Zuo Dao asked.

"Didn't the weakness be revealed before our eyes?" Xue Xiao replied directly: "Castrophic." He looked at the tailor: "I will discuss this later, and you will continue to talk about pollution."

The tailor replied: "Actually you should know that this can only be said to be an accident caused by various coincidences. A few days ago, our director and Chief Hess went to Tiandu to attend a secret meeting. On that day, our institute was attacked by a group of local guerrillas in Atlantic City.
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