MTL - After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain-Chapter 64 064

64/seven streams

Lu Yan stood in front of the door, quietly waiting for the staff to help him open the door of the ward.

The system is chatting with him: [The talent of the Apocalypse is indeed far beyond the power of others, and it is no more than that ordinary people are always afraid of this. ]

[That Wei Chengwu... mental state is not very good. If you keep saying this, you will most likely die. suicide. ]

Lu Yan thought for a moment: "That's unfortunate."

There was neither regret nor remorse in his tone; he just stated a fact flatly.

The system no longer speaks.

Opening the door, it was not a ward, but a long and narrow corridor.

Every few meters, the door is locked.

The director handed over 07's medical records: "Mr. Lu, 07's lesions are already very high, but they have never been aggressive. And we have special protection measures. So you don't have to worry about it, there are many people in the ward. Safety."

Lu Yan looked down at the thin piece of paper in his hand.

Subject 07 (Name: Zong Yan)

Talent: 42 - Karmic Fire

Spiritual Power Threshold: 7200

Lesion severity: 98.7

Lesion direction: carbonization

However, the information given by the system is another.

[Ah, the talent is 519 signal interference, Karma is gone, this watch has not been updated yet. ]

Lu Yan wondered: "Why don't you see me?"

[‌Of course it was stolen. ] The system sneered, [stealed, his life, his ideals, his everything... The only one left, an empty shell. ‌Yes, desperate and beautiful soul. ]

"The severity of this disease is already quite dangerous," the director said, worriedly, "If the treatment fails, we can only consider sending it to the Twelfth Research Institute."

The 12th Research Institute, the legendary Apocalypse was euthanized.

Lu Yan nodded slightly.

After opening many levels, the two finally walked to the last door.

The director opened the door and said, "Mr. Lu, I'll be waiting for you outside the door."

To enter and exit here, a pass card is required to punch in, and Lu Yan does not have permission yet.

He walked into the ward and looked up at the camera in the corner of the wall.

For security reasons, the monitoring here is controlled by a central computer, and people are on standby 24 hours a day.

07, or Zong Yan, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, sitting quietly at the corner of the bed.

He lowered his head, his tail was long, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Zong Yan carried a test chart in his hand to monitor the severity of the disease at any time. In addition, he also had handcuffs and anklets tied to an iron cylinder.

There are many toys that children like, computers and TVs in the room, and every inch of the floor is covered with fireproof mats. There are also sprinklers every few meters.

For Lu Yan's sudden visit, Zong Yan did not give any vivid performance.

He just stared blankly at the corner, where there was a broken guitar.

Lu Yan said, "Zong Yan."

No response.

So, Lu Yan said again: "Zero Seven."

This time, 07's body trembled slightly, but then he slowly raised his head and looked at the source of the sound.

Half of the face was burned, and the eyeballs were melted from the heat. The junction of flesh and skin is a layer of black lines. The other, still intact, red eye was empty and lifeless.

Lu Yan had already experienced several treatments for such a highly polluted patient.

He approached Zong Yan, took off his gloves, and stretched out his hand: "Give me your hand."

Zong Yan tilted his head to look at him, and slowly put his hand on it.

A few thin white threads protruded from Lu Yan's sleeves and connected to Zong Yan's arm.

Every time this time, Lu Yan would inevitably feel the same way as the king fish.

The source of pollution on Zong Yan's body is not very tasty, like pork that has been roasted for too long and is hard to chew.

Zongyan's blood is black. Therefore, the white and translucent thin lines are inevitably dyed black.

He seemed very curious about this, and leaned his head to the edge of the thin line.

Zong Yan stood up, and the iron chain on his body shook for a while. ‌‌The thin back just blocked the sight of the monitor.

He backhanded and held Lu Yan's palm. He didn't say a word. He just used his index finger to lightly draw two numbers: "95."

Lu Yan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked into the other's eyes.

There seems to be a point of focus there, the red eyes are no longer empty and lackluster, but a kind of beauty that burns like a flame.

Lu Yan reacted, Zong Yan said, "Save me."

I don't want to go back to the institute. I don't want to be locked up again.

I don't want to see the people I know disappearing one by one.

Lu Yan's expression was still very calm.

He even asked the system curiously, "Why did Zong Yan ask me for help?"

They were just strangers meeting for the first time.

The system replied: [‌At the beginning, 07 was on a mission with Gougoulong. Tang Xun'an fell into a dream, and so did he. You are actually in the same past. ]

[So he saw you. ]

Lu Yan still didn't speak, just quietly watched the lesion degree value on the detector.

In a few minutes, the above data slowly dropped from 98 to 96.

[You seem to be moving? ] The system's tone was very surprised, [No, you should save him if you don't. Handling this matter is probably more troublesome than killing Wei Chengwu with your talent. After all, the headquarters doesn't know about your talent, and Wei Chengwu himself is not mentally stable. Although jumping off the building is sudden, it is not incomprehensible. ]

The system thought for a moment and continued: [But if 07 fled while you were being treated... you might face the investigation team. ]

Lu Yan sighed: "It sounds so troublesome, and the consequences are serious."

[Yes,] the system nods a non-existent head, [IMHO, after going through a twist. 07's interior is as black as the carbon on his face... don't be fooled by him. He is using you. ]

So, Lu Yan couldn't help but glance at 07 again.

The other party showed him a silly, childlike smile.

Lu Yan said to the system, "I think you will definitely handle it."

The system was silent for a moment: […Why? I mean, it's not in your character. Or, recently, who have you imitated as your main character? ]

It is difficult to confuse the system.

Lu Yan replied: "I didn't imitate anyone. I just thought that 07 played the guitar very well, and I can't hear it again. It's a pity. Besides, this is my patient."

Saying that, he withdrew his hand.

The king fish in the body has already eaten up, and its belly is bulging, and even hiccups.

[All right. If you want to save him, it's not a bad thing, and even in the long run, it's not a bad thing...  . ]

Systems thinking, and hesitantly replied: [Maybe you can try fighting fire with fire? ]

Lu Yan walked out of the ward.

Outside the door, the director's eyes were full of concern: "How is the situation in 07 now? Can you help me?"

Lu Yan nodded slightly: "Yes. The disease severity has dropped to 94 now, but one treatment is far from enough. I stayed in X city for a longer period of time."

The director was overjoyed: "Okay, where do you want to live? Do you need a suite? Do you want a car? Where's the babysitter?"

Lu Yan thought for a moment: "No. I usually live in the prevention and treatment ‌‌. But I hope I can go to work in a nearby hospital."

The director recalled the diligent exhortation from Director Li, Lu Yan's liaison officer, which probably meant that Tingting usually had no other social and recreational activities, and was a surgeon before becoming an Apocalypse, so the way to relieve stress was to perform surgery.

The director said with awe: "I see! I'll make arrangements for you tomorrow. Which department do you want to go to?"

"Emergency Department." Lu Yan paused for a few seconds, "Add more anesthesiologists and second assistants."

Today's humans are not very useful, and they can get tired after 3 operations a day. It is a consumable resource.

Half of the reason Lu Yan went to the hospital was because of itchy hands, and he really wanted to have surgery.

The other half of the reason is because there is a long abandoned green mailbox in front of the nearby hospital.

With the development of time, this mailbox has gradually withdrawn from the stage of history, and few people still send letters.

However, in X City, this mailbox has another function.

Customers can send mail to the slaughterhouse through mailboxes according to their own needs, and order their own hogs.

The slaughterhouse also asks for corresponding remuneration according to the difficulty of obtaining the pork.

Before, in the ward. Lu Yan asked the system, if it was like this, Zong Yan could be saved.

The system told him: [You can try submitting an order to the slaughterhouse for a live pig. ]