Chapter 596

Extraordinary.

Beyond the ordinary person, beyond the ordinary person's meaning, after experiencing the evolution of a gel which has not been washed, it is enough to escape from the category of ordinary people.

At this time, there is basically no need to worry about being assimilated by those monsters.

It's kind of detached.

That's why Fang Mo thinks it can match the name.

As for the realm he had just experienced, he named it chaos.

During that period of time, both he and ye Qingcheng showed some confusion, both psychologically and physically.

At that time, as long as one is not careful, he may degenerate into a devil forever.

That's a real mess.

Now, he has evolved to another level, killing many terrible monsters.

New human!

Fully adapt to the current weather conditions, whether it is hot or cold, he can't do anything about it, and he feels it.

Yes, I feel it, but it won't be affected.

Although it would not be affected before, it was like being sealed by the senses. That feeling was very uncomfortable. Now, it is completely adapted to the world.

In addition, he felt that some wonderful changes had taken place in his cells, so he named it new human.

Above the new human, he doesn't know what level he has, let alone what performance it is. Naturally, he can't name it.

But now

"I should still be in the category of just stepping into a new human. Cells are undergoing crazy fission at any time. The sweat on my arm can fully prove this."

Before that, he hadn't sweated for a long time. It was like a complete endocrine disorder. There was no way to save the black chicken.

It's like a dog

No, there are some excretory functions, but less sweating and less perception of the outside world. The body doesn't look like its own.

That's why he named that stage chaos.

After breaking through the past, it is a new human, who can have a complete understanding of the whole world and have a new experience, just like fangmo now.

He felt the breeze blowing on his face, the severe cold raging, and the coldness of the sky and the earth.

That feeling, very comfortable, let him feel that all this is true.

of course.

Most importantly, he is still evolving. Every time he kills a monster, he may change his cells or deeper genes.

"It seems that these two knives are the most suitable for me." Fang Mo Shua twice and took out the two glittering knives, one on each of his left hand and the other on his right hand.

In addition to being sharp, he saw a wonderful feeling. He couldn't explain it clearly, but it was very energetic.

Like a source of strength.

He smiled and put away his two knives. When he looked ahead, he was full of determination.

In the future, no matter what changes he goes through, he will at least be like this now, and he can live 100%. That's enough, isn't it?

He is already satisfied with this. If he is not satisfied, it can only show that this person is not satisfied.

And those who are dissatisfied often die the worst.

Fang Mo is still very clear about this.

Again, he's on his way.

This time, there were not many obstacles on the road, nor did I encounter any strange monsters. When I was hungry, I killed some monsters to eat, and when I was thirsty, I drank the roadside water directly.

It's sweet!

He has changed.

Cells are adapting to the world, and the whole person is adapting to the whole world.

No matter how bad the environment is, it may not be anything to him.

That's good.

A day later, the East is facing the city and is far away.

Fang Mo who is not in a hurry is basically on his way while feeling himself.

He found that in addition to his understanding of the world, he also had several special abilities. For example, whenever he came to the middle of the night, he would have a low sense of existence.

Yes, the one with a very low sense of existence.

He also tried it himself. Even if he was within a few meters of the monster, he would not be found.

However, once you get within two or three meters of the monster, you will be found.

There's nothing wrong with it. He'll be surprised if it's not found out.

Even if the eyes of this thing are not easy to use, at least it still has perception.

"At this stage of new humanity, the greatest advantage is to make itself more in line with the whole world. At night, it is enough to minimize its own danger, or make other things less dangerous?"

While thinking, Fang Mo walked into a subway station.

Obviously, no one drives the subway now, but he sees that the figures inside are gathering.

Maybe there's some terrible monster?

As ye Qingcheng said, the more they gather together, the greater the possibility of some kind of fission, and the more likely it is to produce some kind of special evolution.

Unfortunately, he didn't see it this time.

After killing about hundreds of zombies and dozens of monsters, Fang Mo shook his head and said, "it seems that it is impossible to change so quickly. In other words, these people are still too few. Only when there are more people can we produce more terrible things."

He laughed at the thought.

Since he could not find the opportunity, he did not stay any longer and approached it directly in the direction of the underground research institute.

however.

Soon, he met two people.

"Hey, stop!"

One of them, after looking at him, suddenly smiled, took out a cigarette and lit it. On one side, he said, "do you want to be afraid of zombies?"

"Oh?"

Fang Mo was curious, so he thought for a moment, nodded, smiled and said, "who doesn't want to? What can I do?"

They looked at each other. The light inside seemed to say that it was indeed a lengtouqing.

So the two men came close, one left and one right began to observe Fang Mo, and nodded from time to time.

The young man who lit a cigarette suddenly patted Fang Mo on the shoulder and said with satisfaction, "your body is OK. You can see muscle pimples. No wonder you can live until now, but the world is still very dangerous!"

"I know, so what should I do?" Fang Mo nodded, his expression was like a cautious ordinary man.

At this time, his acting skills can directly take a film emperor back.

Unfortunately, no one has that self-sufficiency to distribute to him.

After all, now he doesn't care about the trophy, and no one dares to give it to him, the living king of hell.

Unless you're tired of living.

"Cough!" the person on the other side coughed, attracted Fang Mo's attention and asked, "do you have a girlfriend?"