The First Evolution

Chapter 15: Fang's Head Flew Up!

Wilson said blankly,

“So?”

The consultant said,

“My meaning is that we don’t need to force him too tight now. Let him relax, then at most 10 minutes later, his injury will deteriorate to the point that he can’t hold anymore and he will pass out directly. By then, it will be easy to catch him alive.”

Wilson nodded, then he said into the microphone in front,

“The drone enters the tracking mode. Don’t attack for the time being. Temporarily deactivated Purger Type II.”

Following Wilson’s order, Fang succeeded in getting a breather. He was gasping for breath; his eyes were filled with bloodshot.

But soon, Fang directly stepped on the accelerator pedal of the truck he was driving.

Just after the truck accelerated to a certain level, Fang suddenly showed a grin on his face. He reached out and threw something out the window.

This thing looked like a silver-white ball which was only the size of a ping-pong ball, but it exploded after flying out the window for a dozen meters!

“Typhoon” Electromagnetic Oscillation Ball!

Suddenly, the extremely fierce electromagnetic shock wave spread in all directions in an instant. All the electronic devices with a radius of nearly 20 square kilometers were greatly disrupted and crashed.

There were many instruments that had been burnt due to overheating. The drones in the air were all out of control, spinning around like a fly without their heads, then they all exploded!

Not only that, even the detectors on the satellite found that this area was completely immersed in a hazy atmosphere.

This thing was a product of another world. It was completely a direct pressure of technology of another level! It was often used in interstellar warfare to cover and interfere with the opponent’s fleet communications!

Umbrelia’s science and technology tree was focused on the biochemistry field, so its technology in the electronic information field was limited. Therefore, facing Fang’s electromagnetic oscillation ball, they couldn’t do anything. Their losses in an instant were huge.

Not to mention that the signal in the command vehicle was lost, even the mobile phone couldn’t be reached.

What’s more terrible was that the internal control chip of the monster, Purger Type II, was also burned and lost contact. It was equivalent to that the monster had no restrictions. It had fallen into a state of complete loss of control.

It was directly dominated by instinct. If it gets enough flesh and blood, it will eventually grow into a monster that can destroy a city!!

Therefore, the focus of Umbrelia’s work must immediately shift to the Purger Type II.

Otherwise, once the incident became serious, the entire company would be in a very passive situation. If it attracts the attention of the national government, it will even be condemned by everyone. After all, they had not yet grown to the point of being able to confront the government.

After using his trump card to trick the enemy, Fang then turned the steering wheel! The truck roared and directly smashed through the guardrail next to it, then it rushed into the surging river next to it together with a lot of debris, splashing a lot of waves!!

Before falling into the water, Fang opened the door in advance and jumped straight into the water.

After he entered the water, he immediately activated his own voodoo: The [Soul of Fish Man]. The principle of this thing is to use his own essence and blood to supply the [Soul of Fish Man], then he would obtain its blessing.

This was also a typical black magic voodoo, that was, sacrifice first, then get the benefits later.

Under normal conditions, Fang could use this voodoo very easily, but at this time, when he was almost dying, the flesh and blood essence absorbed by the [Soul of Fish Man] could really take his life.

Fortunately, the [Soul of Fish Man] gave Fang the ability that he needed most at this time, that was, underwater breathing and swimming ability. Fang moved forward at high speed like a torpedo underwater, leaving a series of bubbles behind him. There was a black light lingering around his body.

If someone witnessed it with their own eyes, they would be surprised to think that this was a fish, not a person.

However, good times always pass too fast. The Soul of Fish Man’s blessing time depended on how much flesh and blood one offered.

According to Fang’s current look of exhaustion, how much flesh and blood could he offer to the [Soul of Fish Man]?

Therefore, 2 minutes later, Fang appeared and started looking for a place to land, but at this time, he saw that there was actually a cargo ship sailing slowly in the middle of the river.

Fang was overjoyed seeing this. He knew the power of the “Typhoon” Electromagnetic Oscillation Ball. It could at least ensure that the other party’s communication couldn’t be restored within two or three hours.

At this time, after boarding the ship, he could not only recover from the injury, but he could also take the ship and leave at full speed. He could have it both ways.

After jumping on the boat, Fang went straight to the cockpit and saw a middle-aged man playing with his mobile phone with his legs folded. He was shocked to see Fang who looked ferocious, had broken one arm, and had crisscrossed wounds that became white due to soaking in water too long. As he was about to speak, Fang just knocked him out with his knee.

Immediately afterward, Fang searched the boat briefly and found that there was no one else except the middle-aged man. He returned to the cockpit, adjusted the speed to the maximum, and drove in one direction.

Because it was in autopilot mode at this time, Fang only needed to look at the distance occasionally to adjust his course. He then began to deal with his wounds. The key was the parasites on the face. It was very difficult to remove them as they had attached to his flesh. It greatly affected Fang’s vision.

But for Fang, this was not a particularly big deal, because this thing had been controlled. It wouldn’t be fatal in the short term. As long as he could survive until the mission time limit.

Then Fang began to search everywhere. What was he looking for? It turned out that after he entered the cockpit, he smelled a faint smell of coffee, and Fang also wanted to have a cup of hot coffee at this moment.

So without much effort, he found an electric kettle, a packet of Nescafe instant coffee, and a coffee cup that had just been used not long ago. The aroma of coffee came from the cup, and there was more than half boiled water in the electric kettle.

Needless to say, Fang boiled the water and made himself a cup of hot coffee.

But he still felt not satisfied because there was an empty wine bottle on the table next to him. So, Fang looked around and found three small bottles of Red Star Erguotou in the locked drawer, and there was a bag of cream sandwich bread on the shelf.

It was normal for this thing to appear here because Fang knew that it was not normal for the crew to not bring strong alcohol due to the windy and cold weather on the boat and the crew had to watch the night too.

As for the bag of bread, it was also very common; it should be the snacks when the crew got hungry.

So without discovering any doubts, Fang eagerly poured half a bottle of Red Star Erguotou and three bags of coffee mate into the hot coffee, then he squeezed the cream from the butter bread into the coffee.

This is a very popular way to drink in Fang’s hometown: hot coffee with Irish whiskey, sugar, and a thick layer of cream at the end. This drinking method was called “brown bomber” locally, which meant that after drinking it, it would give an explosive feeling in the throat.

If you are hungry, you can serve it with a croissant with pickled cucumbers and bacon.

After making this unorthodox “brown bomber”, Fang couldn’t wait to take a big swig, feeling the sensation of hot coffee flowing through his throat. He seemed to be alive once again.

Fang exhaled very comfortably. He fell to the chair next to him, closing his eyes and feeling the soreness from all over his body.

This was the most powerful passive {Regeneration} talent among his beast bloodline. As long as his head wasn’t cut off or his body wasn’t cut in half, this talent could stabilize the injury. It could even heal the injury bit by bit. The heavier the injury, the stronger the recoverability.

At this time Fang was tired and hungry, and he was in a period of extreme weakness after his transformation, so he simply drank two cups of “brown bomber” and ate all the bread next to him. But after drinking for a while, Fang gradually felt extremely sleepy. He could barely keep his eyes open.

Fang felt that something was wrong at this time. He repeatedly screamed in his mind that he couldn’t sleep, but the tiredness couldn’t be dispelled. It stayed in his mind and continued to influence his mind.

In the end, Fang couldn’t resist the intense sleepiness after all. He fell asleep. Snoring sounded loudly…

This scene was already recorded by a hidden camera by the side and replayed on the screen on the other end.

10 minutes later, a thin figure appeared at the door of the cabin. It was no one else, but Fang Linyan!!

What he held in his hand was a strange machine similar to a blower, and it looked heavy. It was a bit difficult for him to hold it. Then, Fang Linyan slowly approached Fang, who was lying on the chair next to him, and turned on the switch.

Suddenly, a 50 centimeters long gray flame appeared at the front of the machine.

Fang Linyan waved it down,

……… Fang’s head flew up directly!!

There were many coincidences in the world, but it definitely did not include the seriously injured Fang casually got on a boat, then fell asleep directly. He also happened to meet Fang Linyan in the end.

What was behind this was careful planning and a lot of investigation… Of course, there was still some luck.

To clarify all these causal relationships, it must start from the beginning.

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Fang Lingyan could actually deduct Fang’s action? 

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