Suddenly seeing the Umbrella Corporation in the news caught Li Tianran by surprise.

As far as Li Tianran was concerned, he didn't have to worry about other drug-trafficking families or warlords who used despicable methods to create evolved beings for the time being, because the evolved beings they created wouldn't have any conflict with Li Tianran in the short term.

But the Umbrella Corporation was different.

Li Tianran was one hundred percent certain that once the Umbrella Corporation created a powerful team of evolved beings, then Li Tianran would definitely be among their targets, and it was even possible that Li Tianran would be the first!

After several confrontations, the Umbrella Corporation's headquarters had suffered greatly at Li Tianran's hands. Even a three-year-old wouldn't believe that they wouldn't retaliate!

Li Tianran could temporarily ignore anyone else, but the Umbrella Corporation's headquarters was definitely not to be let off.

Regardless of who started the feud between them, the situation had reached a point where neither side could turn back. The only thing they could do was send each other to hell with bloodshot eyes!

"Now I'm in the dark, and the Umbrella Corporation is in the open... and the farm's development is stable, and I also have a large number of combat berserkers that I can mobilize at will. It's time to completely resolve this matter." A murderous intent flashed in Li Tianran's eyes.

He didn't want to give the Umbrella Corporation's headquarters any more time to increase their strength. The longer the time, the more variables that could arise.

He wanted to resolve this matter perfectly before Yan Huang completely fell into chaos!

"Ding Lu, come here..." Li Tianran opened the window and shouted to Ding Lu, who was busy in the livestock shed.

...

In Gu Yin State, inside the Umbrella Corporation's "concentration camp" for creating evolved beings using radiation toxins.

The cold, massive warehouse was divided into cramped cubicles by simple iron sheets, and each cubicle contained a heavy iron chair. The armrests of the iron chair were covered with bloodstains and scratch marks.

The blood had seeped into the gaps of the iron chair, forming dried black scabs.

These iron chairs were like interrogation chairs used by the military police to interrogate ordinary people, using thick chains and iron rings to restrain the people sitting on the chairs. No matter how violently they struggled, they couldn't break free from this sturdy cage.

One by one, dark-skinned civilians sat on the iron chairs with expressions of horror or confusion on their faces, allowing the staff members wearing thick protective suits in the cubicles to put heavy shackles on their hands and feet.

The staff members randomly took an injection from the foam insulated box next to them, the needle squeezing out some dim yellow liquid, expelling all the air.

"Excuse me... what exactly is this medicine? What disease is it supposed to cure? (Gu Yin language)"

Looking at the color of the injection in the staff member's hand, a middle-aged man suddenly had a very bad premonition. He felt that the color of this medicine was a little familiar, very much like... the melted river water outside the town.

The mercenary acting as a temporary staff member glanced at him expressionlessly, and then said indifferently, "Plague."

"Plague? But I haven't heard of any plagues spreading in the world right now..." the middle-aged man said very quickly.

The staff member just glanced at him coldly, and then stopped answering his question, just mechanically picked up the syringe and was about to stab it into his vein.

"No, no, no! I won't do human experiments anymore! I don't want the food and water you gave me either... let me go, let me leave..." The man suddenly felt a great fear pressing down on him, causing his heart to beat wildly and the hair on his body to stand on end.

This was an instinct of a living being towards danger, but most humans had slowly faded this ability during many years of evolution, and only a few people possessed this vigilance.

This middle-aged man, he always felt that after these dim yellow liquids were injected into his body, something terrifying would happen!

Clang!

Clang!

A huge collision sounded, and the middle-aged man struggled desperately, but he could never break free from the shackles.

The staff member injected the dim yellow liquid into the middle-aged man's arm with a cold expression.

"Uh..." The middle-aged man's expression changed suddenly. Countless tiny blue blood vessels bulged on his face, and his eyes were filled with blood almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His limbs straightened, convulsing wildly, and blood-stained saliva continuously overflowed from his tightly clenched teeth.

The staff member next to him watched the man's reaction with a very serious expression, holding a sharp dagger in his hand, the blood groove filled with dried black blood.

Obviously, more than dozens of "test subjects" had died under this knife...

Muffled groans and screams continued to sound from the surrounding cubicles.

The muscles all over the man's body were constantly squirming, looking like they were being torn apart and reorganized. At the same time, his eyes also became distracted, and an aura called "death" gradually enveloped him.

"..." The staff member's tense muscles slowly relaxed.

Nearly a hundred people had been injected with this medicine through his hands. Once this situation occurred, then the end of this test subject's death was inevitable.

He turned around to pick up the walkie-talkie and said softly, "Cubicle 089, send another test subject in."

A response quickly came from the walkie-talkie.

He turned his head, used the key to open the heavy chain on the iron chair, and prepared to drag the corpse out.

In the past few days, he had repeated this action countless times, watching lives disappear in his hands, his heart had long been numb.

This test subject's performance was not bad, at least he didn't mutate like some test subjects, and in the end, he still had to laboriously stab the dagger into the other party's brain, making the cubicle bloody...

The Umbrella Corporation had been doing "drug experiments" in this marginal city for seven days, and at least tens of thousands of people had been involved in this tragic "god-making plan," but among these test subjects, only one person survived in the end.

He did not die from radiation toxins, nor did he develop limb mutations. He possessed great power and became a super human.

That night, the test subject was urgently transported back to Yan Huang.

A one in ten thousand chance!

The staff member had also calculated that, according to this probability, probably only two or three super humans could be created in this entire city in the end.

At this time, some of the survivors in this city seemed to be afraid of the "drug experiments," and fewer people had taken the initiative to participate in the experiments in the past two days. Da Feng Novel

It seemed that before long, a team would have to be dispatched to violently capture those test subjects...

The staff member thought this way and carried the corpse down.

But he immediately noticed something was wrong.

This corpse was very heavy, at least two to three times heavier than an ordinary corpse!

And most importantly, he felt that this corpse was moving.

He suddenly raised his head.

What he saw was a pair of bright white eyes, filled with tiny blue speckles, like an endless starry sky.

"Great Brahma..." The mercenary seemed to have lost all his ability to think, muttering to himself.

The electrical equipment in the entire warehouse produced huge interference at this moment, emitting blue sparks...