Evolution's escape thirty-fifth minute.

The calm dark woods were suddenly interrupted by a strange airflow. The tops of the trees swayed left and right. Several helicopters landed slowly and stagnated above the No. 2 Institute.

A few white searchlights illuminate the entire institute.

【Prepare to land】

Received the order, a transport helicopter fell on the apron on Base No. 2.

A small team of well-trained guards in black combat uniforms jumped off the plane and were alert to the surroundings. Then they made a safety gesture to allow other helicopters to land.

Another transportation helicopter landed and several figures wearing white chemical protective suits walked out of it. The chemical protective suits also featured the umbrella company logo.

The apron was filled with two transport helicopters, and the other three helicopters above had to stop in front of the institute's door, rolling up the fallen leaves, as if autumn was coming.

"We'll go down too." On the only helicopter left in the air, a middle-aged man in the cabin said to the driver.

"But this does not comply with the rules..." The driver hesitated and did not want the character to take risks.

“It’s OK, it’s down.”

"Yes." The driver had to agree and control the helicopter to land on the ground.

The group of guards quickly surrounded the man and protected the man. Several figures of chemical protective clothing had opened the door of the institute, sprayed white spray in front of the door, and then stepped into the institute.

The middle-aged man left the surrounding guards and walked forward. He was stopped by a figure in a chemical-proof clothing at the door. The muffled voice came from a layer of masks: "Doctor, please wear a mask."

"No need." The man pushed away his hand in front of him and stepped into the institute. "He is not contagious, you are too careful."

"Dr. This is the rule, if you are infected, it is our huge loss."

"Loss? I don't think so." The man stepped into the institute, looked at the pure white internal facilities, and said to himself. "How is the situation?"

"Doctor, there are still some people living. From the perspective of surveillance, the evolvers don't seem to be attacking them. And..."

"What else?" the man turned his head and looked at the captain of the guard who reported the situation to him.

"Sir!" The guard stood attentively and continued to look at him, "The Evolution drives an unstable... a Licker. And it is an evolutionary form."

"Is it enslaved by the licker... It's very normal. The licker is also a creature. It will naturally fear the strong by relying on instinct. If you are strong enough, you can do it too. OK, don't be so nervous." The man patted the guard's shoulder. His voice was smiling. "Now go to the underground hall and let's take a look at the battlefield."

"How do those surviving employees deal with it and whether to carry out the cleaning plan?" the guard continued, without any relaxation. The cleaning plan he said was as simple as cleaning the floor.

"First isolate and observe whether there are any mutations. Then send them to the laboratory to convert to lickers. Those who have come into contact with evolution may bring us some surprises. Don't always think about cleaning up, life is precious." The doctor tidied up the guard's collar and walked into the hall.

Before descending to the platform, the chemical defense team that came first covered the corpse on the ground with white cloth and sprayed it to disinfect.

The man and the guards walked straight above the white cloths and stood on the descent platform. He noticed that the lighting at the four corners of the platform was broken, and nodded and exclaimed: "A very smart little guy."

The platform shook and had fallen to the bottom.

Someone walked around in the dark, making a sound of slapping only when treading water.

“There is water accumulation?”

The people in the control room on the other side handled it very quickly, but in a few seconds, the light tubes on the edge of the platform lit up, and then they found that their shoes were soaked in blood.

The water is not deep, only one or two centimeters, so it is difficult for everyone standing on the descent platform to notice it without moving.

The metal gate was open and it was pitch black inside. This situation did not last long. With a bang, the lights in the hall behind the gate lighted up one area after another.

"It was all done by him alone. It's amazing." As if he had known the situation, the man spoke with a smile.

The guard captain on the side wanted to say that it was more than just awesome, and his lips were squirming for a few times but still didn't say it.

Some people with poor psychological tolerance have already made dry retching.

A mountain of corpse formed by a licker was piled up in the middle of the hall. The group of skinned monsters gathered together, making people's scalp numb. Dark red water was scattered all over the hall, and no one was willing to step on it.

The mountain of corpse did not make the man very interested. Several figures of protective clothing walked forward from behind him, stepped on the accumulated water and walked into the hall with suitcases. Their target was the pile of lickers.

As for the man, he had already set his sights on the observation window above, which was ten meters above the ground.

There was a layer of blood and flesh that was already dried up.

"Cecil is dead? I thought this lunatic would die by putting his head into the licker's mouth, rather than being killed by the evolved one. Speaking of which, the name Lick is given by the evolved one, right? It's very consistent." The man was slightly surprised, but didn't care.

"Sir, I've discovered it."

"Call me a doctor, what did you find?"

"Look." A member of the chemical defense team came back with a box with half of his palm in it.

Wang Yao was bitten half of his palm by a licker while fighting, but fortunately it was his right hand.

"Good stuff, it's not in vain. Put it apart, we're ready to go up."

...

On the ground, a simple camp has been arranged in front of the institute's door, and the lighting lights are illuminated like daytime.

"Cut off your fingers and feed them to that guy." The doctor said to the chemical protective suit that followed him carrying a box. The guy he was talking about was a licker in a cage.

A very strange command, no one refused. Four fingers were cut off and threw them into the cage. The licker didn't even look at it and opened his bloody mouth to swallow it.

The crowd around the cage retreated and waited for the change.

One minute, three minutes. The time reached ten minutes, but there was still no response. Just when everyone thought it was useless, the licker suddenly roared and lay in the cage.

Like a balloon, the licker's body expanded rapidly.

The researcher on the side was ready to press the switch to turn the cage into a closed box.

puff--

A muffled sound came out, and when it opened again, there was only a layer of blood-red flesh mud inside.

"Is the licker not qualified to swallow? It's so powerful." The man said to himself. "I came up with a good idea."

No one answered, and the man didn't care. He continued, with a bit of bad taste in his tone: "What expression would an evolutionist look like when he sees a female replica? And women are always more pleasing to the eye than men."

"This..." a researcher gritted his teeth and wanted to stop the doctor's plan: "That would create unstable factors for replication."

"Instability may not be bad, such as a licker, which is also a successful mutation to some extent." The man said. "No need to be troublesome, just change the chromosome to xx."
Chapter completed!