Freeze the entire population, activate my Superman system?

the next morning,

Looking at the large amount of grayish-white debris on the bed, Liu Yu's face turned very pale.

He leaned closer to the mirror, turned to the side, and saw a layer of grayish-brown keratin extending down his collarbone, resembling fish scales or a snake's shed skin.

"Oh shit."

Liu Yu brushed the crumbs off the pillow, put on a coat with the highest collar, and went outside.

As he passed the dining table, he caught a glimpse of the sausages on the plate, and his stomach clenched violently.

He felt nauseous looking at normal food.

Suddenly, he remembered the mutated mandarin fish he had torn apart with his bare hands yesterday.

Just thinking about the fishy smell mixed with the mucus of the entrails made Liu Yu realize that her mouth was constantly secreting saliva.

I'm so hungry!

Upon realizing this, Liu Yu trembled all over and muttered to himself,

"Is this the price of power? To become a monster."

However, he quickly came to a realization.

When Ling Shuang transforms into that silver-black ghostly form, isn't she a monster?

Why can he do it, but I, Liu Yu, can't?

……

Beside the artificial lake.

Ma Fang and five others blocked the table at the temporary material distribution point of the management office.

There were more than a dozen fish that had just been caught from the lake spread out on the table, and they looked very fresh.

On the management side, there was Chen Jian and two women from the logistics team.

Xiao Chen was still holding the register in one hand, and pointing to the fish on the table with the other.

"Ma Fang, get this straight, these were taken by our people. The seven were allocated to elderly people living alone. What right do you have to steal them?"

Ma Fang, wearing her dark red down jacket, crossed her arms and spoke in a calm and unhurried tone.

"Rob? Xiao Chen, that's a very harsh way to put it. We're just doing our job as part of the management office's investigation."

What did Director Guo say at the meeting? The artificial lake poses a threat and must be proactively cleaned up; all mutated organisms must be contained and disposed of in a unified manner.

The fish you caught are clearly showing signs of mutation. Are you going to share them with unsuspecting elderly people?

"Will you take responsibility if I get food poisoning?"

Chen Jian's face flushed red.

Give me back my fish!

These are all normal fish, without any signs of mutation.

What makes you so quick to label it as alienation?

Ma Fang reached out, picked up a scalloped peacock from the corner of the table, and casually held it up to the light to examine it.

"Look. This dorsal fin has turned gray; has it mutated?"

She tossed the fish into the sack in her companion's hand, saying, "We'll take it and do your job. If you're not going to be grateful, fine."

Chen Jian grabbed Ma Fang's hand in a panic, but was then pushed by a young Freemason behind Ma Fang, causing him to bump into the corner of a table.

Upon closer inspection, their appearance was somewhat similar to Liu Yu's initial mutated form, with dense fish scales beginning to grow on their arms.

There is only one Night Demon White Crystal. These people used the crystals of those mutated animals to modify it!

The two women from the management office screamed in fright, and the onlookers scattered and stood at a distance, craning their necks to see.

The defense force arrived quickly.

Zhao Tiejun, carrying a crossbow, squeezed through the crowd from behind, followed by Wang Can and Su Wan.

Wang Can helped Xiao Chen up, while Zhao Tiejun called out to Ma Fang's retreating figure, "Ma Fang! Put the bag down!"

Ma Fang turned around and looked at him with a half-smile.

"Master Zhao, does the management office keep changing its orders? It wasn't like this when they confiscated my supermarket supplies."

Even assuming the worst, a significant portion of the protective netting around this artificial lake is my personal property. Can't I collect some interest?

Zhao Tiejun looked around but didn't see Liu Yu. Only Ma Fang was there with two Freemasons.

His fingers rested on the crossbow handle, not raising it, and he said impatiently, "Ma Fang, call Yang Xiuming and Liu Yu over to talk to me."

"I'm afraid that if you actually see Liu Yu, you'll be so scared that you'll tremble all over."

Ma Fang narrowed her eyes and asked jokingly, "But what about your Ling Shuang? Manager Ling has been in 'seclusion' for so long, why haven't we heard anything from her?"

Did something unexpected happen during evolution?

Before Zhao Tiejun could speak, Wang Can rushed up from behind him, his eyes wide with anger, "You dare say that again! You dare curse Xiaoling again and see what happens!"

Ma Fang took half a step back, her fake smile unchanged, but her eyes turned cold.

"Don't try to be tough with me, Wang Da Ge."

I was just asking casually, why are you in such a hurry? Is there something you're afraid people will find out?

"Could it be that you can't have children and that's why Manager Ling is trying? No wonder you brought your wife to his door!"

"You're talking fucking nonsense!"

Wang Can kicked the burly young man who had just pushed Xiao Chen to the ground, grabbed Ma Fang's collar with his left hand, and raised his right fist high.

"I don't hit women, but your mouth is too filthy."

A hand grabbed him from behind.

It's Zhao Tiejun.

"Xiao Wang."

Zhao Tiejun's voice was very low.

"Put it down. Didn't Director Guo give these instructions?"

When Wang Can turned around, his eyes were wide with anger. His fist was frozen in mid-air, and his lips trembled several times. In the end, he was powerless to let go of Ma Fang and turned to leave.

Ma Fang glanced sideways at Wang Can's retreating figure.

How can you tolerate that?

Yang Xiuming instructed her to provoke Ling Shuang's people as much as possible, and just when she was about to achieve her goal, Wang Can stubbornly held back.

Liu Yu said she couldn't sense the mutated energy inside the row houses.

Could Ling Shuang really be dead?

Seeing that the management office staff no longer stopped her, Ma Fang picked up the sack of fish and walked away.

after dinner,

In the backyard of the row house, Wang Can was engrossed in grinding the rebar in his hands.

It's not that I can't work it out; it's just a way to vent my frustration.

Noticing Zhang Mu approaching, Wang Can spoke with a muffled breath.

When is Xiaoling coming back?

Zhang Mu came in carrying a knife and sat down opposite Wang Can to start sharpening it.

"have no idea."

"Dr. Zhang, you heard what that woman said today, right?"

She dared to ask so openly, so she must have some basis for her judgment.

The news that Xiaoling might be dead has probably spread far and wide.

Zhang Mu's hands didn't stop moving. He flipped the bone knife over on the whetstone, and the blade gleamed for a moment in the moonlight.

"How frustrating!" Wang Can slammed the rebar on the ground. "So frustrating."

"So be it if you feel frustrated."

Zhang Mu held the bone knife up to his eyes and examined the blade with his finger.

"Yang Xiuming is hoping that you will cause trouble in the higher-ups so that he can find an excuse to come over."

Of course, he also hoped we would be patient, which further confirmed that Brother Shuang couldn't make a move.

Wang Can was clearly disgusted by the rumors circulating in the neighborhood, and he slammed his fist heavily on the wooden crate.

"I just don't understand, what is Yang Xiuming after?"

"It's still a residential area, after all. With monsters blocking the way outside, what's the point of people fighting amongst themselves?"

"What if he finds it interesting?" Zhang Mu picked up the second bone knife and continued sharpening.

Wang Can fell silent.

The main problem is that Ma Fang's insults were too vulgar; she said he was okay, but his wife was not.

If it weren't for the fear of impulsively affecting others...

Just then, a series of urgent footsteps were heard.

Then Jiang Xiaobei's head popped out from the door frame, his face flushed.

He could only strain his voice, trying to keep it down: "Dr. Zhang! Brother Wang! Come...come quickly to the study!"

"Xiao Bei? What's going on?" Zhang Mu realized something serious had happened and quickly got up.

"The signal base station has responded!"

Jiang Xiaobei's eyes were red, and her voice was trembling.

The three entered the study, which had been converted into a signal base station by the system, with a radio on the table crackling with static.

Jiang Xiaobei stood in front of the table, pointing at the equipment, his lips trembling for a long time before he finally managed to utter a complete sentence.

"I've been calling 3.9–4.5MHz continuously for the past two days."

Seemingly worried that Zhang Mu and the other person might not understand, he immediately explained,

"We're looking for the military's emergency channel. We were just adjusting the potentiometer band by band."

Finally... I heard intermittent human voices.

Zhang Mu interrupted him: "What did he say?"

Jiang Xiaobei handed the headset to Zhang Mu, whose expression immediately turned serious after putting it on.

"Hello... Comrade, this is the Fourth War Zone Nantianmen Operations Command Post. Please respond. Over."

"Whether anyone survived... the nation... has never given up the search and rescue."

"Are you... all right?"