Ling Cage: Many Children, Many Blessings - I Became the Head of Dawn

The two walked to the bedside and suddenly found Qin Song staring at them with his eyes open. They were slightly taken aback, then their expressions changed drastically, and they turned around to run out.

Two heads flew up.

Qin Song immediately absorbed the life essence of the two.

Although the mastermind did not directly appear in the remaining memories of the two, there were still some clues.

Qin Song disguised himself and, based on the two men's memories, arrived at the B82 Dust People's Suspended Zone.

Looking at the bustling, lively neighborhood, Qin Song couldn't help but marvel at how adaptable humans truly are.

Even in the resource-scarce Lighthouse, where most resources are controlled by the upper echelons, the common people can still live extraordinary lives.

For example, in the distance, several flowerpots are covered with red and green tomatoes hanging from the branches of the green plants.

As for where the soil came from, Qin Song said he didn't want to know, since he could faintly smell a rotten egg odor.

There was also a lame old man who could barely walk. In order to pick up an insect cake that had fallen onto a platform in the distance, he actually walked alone onto a steel cable the size of a finger, with the ground thousands of meters below.

A gust of wind swept through the air, yet his body remained as steady as a rock.

Qin Song could clearly see the determination and fearlessness in the old man's eyes. Even though he was standing inside the passage looking down at the ground, he was still a little frightened.

The surrounding dust dwellers seemed unfazed.

"Tsk! 0725 is really going all out to give 9328 something to eat."

Do you think it's possible that 9328 is related to him by blood?

"Shh! I'll tell you a secret, but don't tell anyone: 9328's father was 0725's son in the old days."

Qin Song remained silent, finally gaining a profound understanding of the vitality that humanity can unleash in dire circumstances.

That being said, in this apocalypse, who isn't struggling to survive?

As they walked to a secluded corner, a burly man suddenly jumped out and blocked their way.

"Robbery! Robbery!"

It's unclear if this guy is robbing for the first time, but he looked very nervous and didn't even dare to look Qin Song in the eye.

Qin Song looked the man up and down. He was about 20 years old, with fair skin and a body as tall as an iron tower, comparable to Mark. It was hard to imagine that such a thing could be raised in the resource-scarce Dust People's District.

His ears suddenly twitched, and he looked at the other person's heart. The heartbeat was strong and extremely fast, at a rate of at least 200 beats per minute.

Judging from the other person's condition, they don't seem to be sick.

"Hurry, hurry up and hand over your food!" the burly man stammered.

Qin Song laughed; it turned out he was a stuttering, simple-minded guy.

A loaf of bread suddenly appeared in my hand.

Tie Hanhan's eyes widened, and his throat kept moving.

“Tell me your number.”

"I, I, I don't have a number."

Qin Song was somewhat surprised. How could a commoner not have a number?

Just then, an old woman with gray hair and a hunched back ran over from around the corner and grabbed Tie Hanhan's hand.

"Why are you running around like that? It's dangerous outside, come back with me right now!"

Tie Hanhan scratched his head, glanced reluctantly at the bread in Qin Song's hand, and then disappeared from sight with the old woman.

Qin Song followed slowly, turning and twisting until he arrived at a passage blocked by garbage and debris.

With a light leap, he jumped over the pile of garbage, turned a corner, and a dilapidated shipping container appeared before him.

With its rusty casing and cables, Qin Song suspected that the container would fall off if the wind picked up even slightly.

A faint sound came from inside.

"I told you to get out! I told you to get out!"

"Clap clap clap!"

This is the sound of a whip striking flesh.

Qin Song arrived at the door and gently knocked.

"Who?" The old woman's deep voice immediately rang out from inside the container.

"I brought you some food."

The metal door creaked open slowly, making a grating sound.

The old woman peered through the crack in the door, staring intently at Qin Song. "Who are you?"

Qin Song took off his mask. "Weren't you looking for me?"

The old woman's expression changed drastically, and she immediately reached for her waist.

Qin Song gave a gentle push, and the iron door was flung open with a loud bang. The old woman was sent flying backward and crashed into the side of the box.

Walking into the house and looking around, I saw Tie Hanhan huddled in a corner, his body covered in wounds.

The old woman pulled out her pistol and was about to pull the trigger.

A flash of cold light, and the arm fell directly to the ground.

The old woman froze for two seconds, then clutched her severed arm and screamed in agony.

Qin Song pulled out a gun and aimed it at the old woman's forehead. "If you want to die, you can make your voice louder."

The old woman immediately gritted her teeth, her face filled with fear, "Sir, it really has nothing to do with me, I was forced into this situation."

"Who is he?"

"my son."

"Your son?" Qin Song frowned.

The old woman hurriedly said, "I gave birth to him without telling the lighthouse, and he wasn't officially registered."

Qin Song shot the man in the thigh, saying, "You're not being honest."

"I'll talk, I'll talk! I found him."

Bang! Another shot hit the other leg.

The old woman's face was filled with terror. "I killed his mother..."

Bang! This time it was the last remaining arm's turn.

"I've said everything I needed to say!"

Qin Song unleashed a mental shockwave, but worried that the other party might not be able to withstand it, so he activated the overclocking mode, starting from the lowest intensity.

Even so, the old woman continued to tremble, her eyes rolling back, "I've said everything I needed to say..."

Chapter 77 The Strange Movements of the Mark Beast

Qin Song nodded, stopped his skill, and looked at Tie Hanhan, "She's yours now."

"I'll kill you!" Tie Hanhan suddenly sprang up, grabbing the old woman's neck with both hands.

With a snap, the old woman's head was violently ripped off, and blood splattered all over Tie Hanhan's face.

At this moment, Tie Hanhan's veins were bulging, and layers of scales appeared on his body.

Qin Song was somewhat surprised; it looked like a cyborg.

He approached the old woman and initiated a blessing ritual.

The old woman's remaining memories were largely consistent with what she had said.

The area on the edge of the lighthouse is a melting pot of all sorts of people. There is a group of unregistered dust people who cannot receive supplies from the lighthouse, yet they have managed to survive.

Whenever the city defense troops conducted inspections, they would hide on the outermost perimeter, and people often slipped and fell as a result.

The city garrison soldiers are all upper-class citizens who would rather stay away from the common people's area, and they would never conduct such a thorough search of every place.

Qin Song walked to the pile of miscellaneous items at the very back, lifted the debris, and revealed a passage that could be passed through by one person.

There is another space inside.

A fishy, ​​foul odor wafted towards us.

Qin Song took out his flashlight and shone it in. What he saw made his scalp tingle: swarms of cockroaches crawling around in a pile of garbage.

I don't know what breed of cockroaches they are, but each one is as big as half a palm.

"You grew up eating this?" Qin Song turned to look at Tie Hanhan.

Iron-faced with a look of triumphant satisfaction, he said, "Recently, the lighthouse has been flying lower, and the temperature has risen slightly. The insects are growing very well. If you, sir, would like to eat some..."

"No!" Qin Song rubbed his hair that was standing on end.

Suddenly, Tie Hanhan knelt down in front of Qin Song with a thud. "My lord, please take me in! I'll do anything as long as you give me a bite to eat!"

Qin Song laughed and said, "If you want to follow me, we'll see if you have any value. What's your name?"

"no name."

"Then let's call him Ah Han from now on. He can wait here for now."

Qin Song piloted his mecha out of the container.

On the other side of the lighthouse, at the edge, the container door was kicked open with a bang.

Qin Song strolled in, and a nauseating smell hit him.

The next second, a figure suddenly pounced on him.

However, before he could reach Qin Song, his head was severed by the Holy Light Judgment, and he fell straight to the ground.

Qin Song looked closely and saw that the person was covered in scales, clearly another cyborg like Tie Hanhan.

Inside the box, in the very center, was an experimental table, on which lay a dissected human corpse.

Behind the lab table stood an old man with disheveled hair and sunken eyes. His face seemed to be nothing more than a skin clinging to his head, instantly reminiscent of a mad scientist from a certain movie.

"It's you!" A hint of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, but he did not panic.

Qin Song looked around and said, "You're playing pretty fancy games!"

The walls of the box were covered with specimens of countless species, including human tissues, animal carcasses, and the remains of spinal worms and devouring beasts.

The old man opened a black test tube, and a foul-smelling gas slowly wafted out. "My name is Julian. What brings you here, Chief of Staff Qin?"

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

Julian let out a series of eerie cackling laughs. "My old bones should have gone to hell long ago, but it seems your Lord of Light and Shadow doesn't intend to take me away so soon. I'm lucky enough to have lived this long."

"Where did these test subjects come from?"

"You have no idea how many guinea pigs Carrie sent to me to support my research."

Carrie, that madwoman, is capable of anything.

But isn't that guy from the same lineage as Flynn? Could it be that he's betting on both sides?

Julian stared at Qin Song as if he were looking at a delicious piece of meat. "Compared to other things, I'm actually more interested in studying your genes. You are definitely the most perfect experimental subject besides Mark."

Seeing that Qin Song didn't seem to react, he couldn't help but ask, "Don't you have any questions?"

No, and I don't want to know.

Julian looked down at the test tube in his hand. This shouldn't be happening... This poison was a neurotoxin he had specially concocted, and he had even increased the dosage to the maximum.

However, the next second, he felt dizzy and saw a headless corpse spitting blood. Who else could it be but himself?

Qin Song nodded slightly. The potential of his activated liver was quite good, and it was able to resist toxins.

After absorbing Julian's life essence, his eyes flashed.

Finally, the four major forces have been gathered together.

Julian is the leader of the survivors from the Zeon Kingdom at the Lighthouse.

Now, apart from the informants in Dragon Bone Village, the other three major forces have been wiped out by Qin Song.

Institute of Ecology.