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Phagocytic evolution

In the end times, when people complain about not being awakened. Ethan has created a devouring power for himself. It was at that moment that every Power became an option on Ethan's shopping list. Zombies, vicious dogs, powerful beasts of different dimensions. Weird towns, broken towns, mysterious worlds of different latitudes. In the footsteps of legend, starting with Death Town.

Wen_Liu_0168 · Horror
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60 Chs

Bonfire talk

When Ethan came to himself, it was late at night, and he was tied against a tree in front of three men and a woman warming themselves around a campfire.

Ethan found that his body was completely free of any discomfort, not even a little nausea, a little after-effects, and his body was completely fine? Or has the power dissipated within him?

"You're awake, handsome boy." The only black woman turned her head, looked happy, saw Ethan wake up, got up quickly, came over to Ethan, handed her water bottle, "You need this."

"Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!" Captain Bald Power let out another rude laugh.

"Shut up, I'm trying." The woman known as Rose turned her head to look at her captain viciously, and because she was so close, the ponytail was thrown in Ethan's face as she turned her head.

"Seriously, I have to apologize to you. I thought you were a piece of shit, but when I changed your dressing just now, I realized you were a piece of shit." With her big eyes burning with lust, Rose stuck out her tongue, licked her thick lips, leaned close to Ethan's ear, and whispered, "I wish I could lick every scar on your body. Give me a chance."

Ethan: "I refuse."

"huh?" Rose curled her lips, turned to the four men watching the show, and said angrily, "You guys turn around, I'm going to beat him right here."

"Come on, Rose, stop it. Keep your strength and focus. It's not safe here." The bald man smiled.

"Hum." Rose gave Ethan a hateful look and turned to walk away.

Ethan surveys his surroundings and spots the military vehicle he used to drive.

"Hey, man, seriously, you're my lucky star." The bald black man raised his water bottle to Ethan, "This trip, even if you can't sell it for a good price, this army car is enough for me to make a lot of money."

The military vehicle, is Ethan after the accident, was thrown in the street next to the storefront, at that time Ethan has no thinking ability, but subconsciously found the way home.

"Do you dare to stay here in the wilderness? And light a bonfire?" Ethan opened his mouth to ask, this is not only about his own life, but also has the meaning of extracting information.

"My powers are useful to you, and to the beasts." The bald man said very generously, even somewhat smug, "Until now, I have not found a guy who can resist my power."

So you've never encountered a predator, have you? Ethan thought silently in his heart.

"Even powerful beasts with crystal cores?"

"Ha ha, they hate me so much that they don't lose their fighting power, but they don't want to face me." Bald black people seem to have a racial nature, talk with exaggeration, and very like to show off.

However, even if there is no exaggeration, there is a foundation.

That's the real power a power should have! Looking at John who died in his own hands, clearly so useful powers, but John is squandering things, it is a waste.

"I have to admit, your abilities are surprising." Ethan casually said, he is not a man of many words, but in order to extract information, he had to find words without words, his head constantly thinking about how to guide the topic next.

"I love your brown-nosing attitude, how about that, man, join my team?" Two of our brothers died three days ago. It was a time of need. ' The bald black man said something that surprised Ethan. "You're good enough to join us."

"Whether it is my skill, or that military vehicle, you should know clearly that I am a soldier produced by a military base."

"Ethan said in a deep voice.

"Soldiers, generals, presidents, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. Seriously, we both want the same thing, don't we? Just to survive, and... Better to live."

Unexpectedly, such a reckless man or coarse with fine, occasionally say one or two interesting words.

"You'll fit into our lives eventually." The black bald man smiled, carefully looked at Ethan's expression, suddenly opened his mouth, "Forget it, I take back my proposal, you are not a weak will, assimilation you need a lot of time and energy, some of the cost is not worth it, I might as well sell you, for something useful."

Hearing this, several marauders around the campfire have breathed a sigh of relief, the addition of a regular army, but also such a strong soldier, which makes them feel a little weak, not that they are exclusive, anyone wants their team to be strong, in order to improve the team's survival probability in the apocalypse.

But the marauders did not think that Ethan would join them, and they were afraid that Ethan would kill them alone at some point.

"Sell me?" Ethan asked, tilting his head.

"Yes, a skill like yours, and you must have a very strong military accomplishment, should be a hot commodity." The black boss also seemed to be a good conversationalist, and he was not stingy with Ethan.

"Where to?" Ethan continued.

"Bay City." The bald black man shrugged his shoulders and then said, "Brother, we have nothing personal, to be clear, I also want to survive, if you are bought into some big organization, don't come to me."

"HMM." Ethan nodded, no matter what Ethan's heart is thinking, at this moment, Ethan does not need to find himself uncomfortable. After all, if Ethan makes a few threats now, although it will be very comfortable for the time being, it is undoubtedly irrational behavior.

"Enough about me, man, what base are you from? What is your mission here this time?" The bald black man opened his mouth and asked, UU read a book www.uukanshu.com "I told you so much, be grateful, you understand?"

Ethan was silent and did not respond.

"Well, soldiers like you are very boring." The bald black man stood up, walked over to Ethan, looked down at the silent Ethan, and said, "I hate to threaten you, but if you still don't say anything, I don't mind using my power again. You know how it feels, and I bet you don't like it."

"You haven't told me your name yet?" Ethan asked suddenly.

"Yo, you're getting ready to get back at me already?" The bald black man crouched down, his face becoming increasingly serious. "Is that what you think?"

"No, I'm just making small talk." Ethan said casually and continued.

"Come on, boy, I don't want to be your friend. Tomorrow noon may be our last goodbye. We shall never see each other again." The bald black man seemed persuaded by his own words to ignore Ethan, the mysterious soldier.

The bald niggers do the delivery, but as far as how to pry information out of Ethan's mouth, that's up to Bay City, and as a team of marauders, they have their own code, do their part, take what they take.

Hello, I'm good, everyone's good.

It has to be said that the bald black man's curiosity and ambition have a good scale, which may be one of the reasons why he can better live.

Ethan watched the black boss slowly walk to the back of the bonfire, and thought in his heart: You'd better pray that we don't meet again in the future, otherwise, I'm afraid that only one person can continue to live.

Nothing personal? In my case, it already is.

After all, I have become a commodity, like a slave, to be sold by you, have I not?