Two Thousand & Thirteen

Chapter 67 Antibodies

"Liu Yan." Meng Feng said: "Are you still alive?"

Liu Yan suddenly woke up in the darkness, Meng Feng said: "Don't look back, don't look at me."

Liu Yan panted and turned his back to Meng Feng, and said in a trembling voice: "Where are you?"

Meng Feng: "They are starting to prepare for bombing? I have done everything I can, gathering them in one place, and told them that they can prepare for action..."

Liu Yan: "Can you survive?"

Meng Feng: "I can't live, I'm dying, something has been controlling me...the only thing I can do for you is this, you..."

Liu Yan said: "I will come to save you, whether you are alive or not."

After a long silence, Meng Feng suddenly said: "Liu Yan, I'm already a zombie, what do you think is the difference between a zombie and a human?"

Liu Yan frowned slightly.

"There is no difference." Meng Feng said: "There is almost no difference between animals, plants, and this earth. Zombies only eat when they are hungry, and they only eat to fill their stomachs."

"What about people?" Meng Feng said: "They eat everything they can eat, cut down trees, and make a mess of the world. People also kill each other. Zombies only bite with their mouths and hands, and they don't attack their own kind. People can kill by pressing a button. Tens of millions of the same kind, including all the animals and plants where they live..."

"It's different." Liu Yan said coldly: "You are not Meng Feng."

"The ultimate body." Liu Yan said: "This is a dream, I got, how did you come in?"

Liu Yan turned around, warm white light glowed around him, he didn't see Meng Feng who was rotten like a monster, he was still him, as always, with a resolute and steady face, soft lips, and eyes full of warmth.

Meng Feng squinted his eyes, looked at Liu Yan, and said: "You are a very rare human being."

Liu Yan said: "Put away your tricks, Meng Feng would not say such things, he never thinks about such boring problems."

Meng Feng: "This kind of question is boring?"

Liu Yan: "A person is an individual, I am not responsible for what other individuals in the group do, and he never is. Don't liquidate the sins on us, at least we are worthy ourself. This is my dream, this is my territory, now, get out of Meng Feng, I want to talk to him."

Meng Feng looked up to the top of his head and murmured: "He is dead, you should first look at this."

The surroundings dimmed again, and in the vast darkness, thousands of fireballs pierced the night sky, and a fiery red planet appeared in front of their eyes.

This is a magnificent planet surrounded by four asteroids, and the ground is a dark brown color of iron compounds.

There are towering plants growing on the planet, and everything is very similar to the earth. The plants on this planet are in the form of spores. In the depths of the vegetation, between the swamp and the red ocean, there are many spore-like ones with bright ruby ​​red eyes. The strange creatures are active.

They looked up at the purple sky, looked down for tools, and struggled to survive.

The dream is fleeting for thousands of years, just like the evolution history of human beings, almost exactly the same. The spore people built a primitive city in the jungle and competed with each other for survival resources.