I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 651 Big Trouble
Everyone rushed towards the observation room, but stopped abruptly at the door.

Everyone froze on the spot as if they had been struck by acupuncture points, their faces filled with extreme terror.

In that instant, the officer swiftly drew his pistol from his waist, aimed at the people in the observation room, and shouted sharply, "Back off!"

Inside the observation room, Sun Jiahe's head was firmly covered by a sharply angled, fully enclosed metal mask, leaving only a narrow red viewing window over his eyes, through which two points of starlight flowed like blood.

In his hand he held a huge black axe that gleamed with a cold light.

Two researchers lay on the ground, an axe held to their necks.

The two researchers looked terrified, trembling, their legs shaking, their lips quivering uncontrollably, unable to utter a single word.

The soldiers who arrived later stood in front of Lin Xiaohe and the others, watching Sun Jiahe warily.

The leading officer blinked, cold sweat dripping from his forehead into his eyes with a soft rustling sound.

He took a deep breath and tried to communicate with Sun Jiahe in a calm tone: "Sun Jiahe, could you please remove the axe from the two researchers first?"

"Okay...okay?" Sun Jiahe reacted very slowly, like a robot whose system had malfunctioned.

Time seemed to have sunk into a thick swamp, its flow slowing down considerably.

After a while, Sun Jiahe regained a brief moment of clarity and quickly said, "I can't control my body."

Lin Xiaohe suddenly stepped forward and asked, "What just happened? What prompted you to transform again, ignoring the bulletproof glass and teleporting directly to the observation room?"

Lin Xiaohe could see clearly that all of this was caused by the subtle power of rules emanating from Sun Jiahe.

What activated, or rather triggered, this rule?
Sun Jiahe's eyes lit up, and he readily agreed, "It happened after they had a fight. The one with short hair said he wanted to eat sweet tofu pudding the next morning. The one with long hair said that the tofu pudding had to be topped with salty broth. The two of them started arguing about whether the tofu pudding should be sweet or salty."

"In that instant, I lost control of my body, and by the time I came to my senses, it was already like this."

Lying on the ground, the two researchers, whose lives were threatened by an axe, couldn't help but shed tears of remorse.

Hey bro, just tell me what kind of tofu pudding you want, and they'll definitely show you the utmost respect and understanding.

The scene was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The crowd looked at the two researchers on the ground with sympathy; what a tragedy caused by tofu pudding.

Lin Xiaohe continued, "What will it take for you to let go of the axe and break free from the constraints of the rules?"

As if a switch had been flipped, Sun Jiahe's neck veins bulged as he roared, "Only blood can maintain order! Baka Baka, die!"

"Wait!!" The Taoist priests threw talismans at him one after another.

It has some effect, but not much.

In the end, the soldiers used a blessed steel cable to restrain Sun Jiahe, barely managing to control him, but the axe continued to chase after the two of them.

To avoid causing further panic, the two researchers were forced to stay in the observation room with Sun Jiahe.

To make matters worse, the other test subjects all triggered the warning mechanism.

"Ah! Sun Dazhuang, what are you doing?!"

A pale mist suddenly rose, its patterns constantly changing, and tentacles hung down.

The tentacles were gripping the neck of a middle-aged researcher tightly.

Lin Xiaohe roughly understood what was going on and calmly asked, "Sun Dazhuang, how did you trigger the rule?"

"Waaaaah." Even though it was a terrifying tentacle-like white mist monster, and it was clearly killing someone, Sun Dazhuang acted as if he was the one who was terrified.

"It's not my fault, I don't know what happened. I didn't mean to hurt anyone, I just couldn't control myself. Don't tell my wife, sob sob sob."

Lin Xiaohe used a sliver of divine power to freeze his two tentacles: "Hmm, it's not your fault. Take a breath, then exhale, then inhale... Do you feel better?"

"It's...it's alright?"

Lin Xiaohe: "What are your rules?"

Sun Dazhuang, somewhat embarrassed, his white mist billowing, said hesitantly, "He's showing off his affection in front of me. Those who show off their affection are doomed." The crowd...

What a weirdo!
So, just because you got caught in the rain, you're going to tear someone else's umbrella?

Next, everyone followed Lin Xiaohe in dealing with the various experimental subjects' rampages without stopping.

It can be said that this experience opened the door to a new world for everyone.

The reasons for triggering rules are varied.

"He stepped through the door with his right foot first! He's dead!"

"Using honorifics unnecessarily when speaking to others. You're dead!"

"He pointed the camera at me, die!"

"I asked him how the weather was today, and he didn't even answer me! He's dead!"

Everyone felt numb, with a sense of despair as if their scalps were being ravaged by a madman.

Mr. Yuan: "Is this even a reason?! Isn't this just picking a fight?"

The old woman beside him was breathing heavily, trying to reassure herself, "It's alright, it's alright. Only late-stage patients who have been injected with X-47 will experience this mutation. Ordinary patients are all quite normal."

Yuan smiled wryly: "I hope so, otherwise... I dare not even think about it."

If ordinary patients could also become mutated, there would be no need for Season 3; the entire world would be destroyed by humanity itself.

Li Bo, who had infiltrated the team as an assistant, quietly asked the Taoist priest, "Master, what's your opinion on this matter? Are they considered to be at the level of vengeful ghosts?"

The Taoist priest waved his sleeve: "It's different. There's no trigger mechanism for vengeful ghosts."

Of course, the amplification of vengeful spirits is also not governed by rules.

Damn, after the rules were triggered, these mutated patients are almost invincible!

Fortunately, they still had their senses and listened to advice. I just don't know what the situation is like in the United States.

……

Across the ocean, chaos reigns.

Charlie hid in the room, too afraid to move.

In the villa's living room, several female corpses lay dead, their unseeing eyes staring at him, a chilling sight.

Charlie pursed his lips, unable to bear seeing his wife and daughter in such a miserable state any longer.

At that moment, he was filled with regret.

If he had known it would turn out this way, he shouldn't have gone back to America; he should have stayed in East Korea with his family.

The United States is teeming with alien species, and its invisible rules are like unseen threads; touching them will only lead to merciless slaughter.

"Damn it!! That damned federal government, this is completely different from what you said!"

Before Richard went to the East, his superior told him that this was a virus specifically targeting East Africans and would not affect American citizens. Even if someone was unfortunately infected, there would be a treatment available.

Liar! Big liar!

The virus is aimed at all of humanity; it's a complete conspiracy.

Richard hugged his knees, trembling all over.

A female anomaly with a giant mouth on her stomach was squatting in front of him, holding out her hand to reveal a candy that was almost melting in her palm: "Boy, I'll treat you to candy."

There have been several bad news items in the past few days.

Sigh, my darlings, please take good care of yourselves. If you get angry, please don't hold it in.