Chapter 1268

Is that so?

He stood there, dazed.

That's.. a warning!?

Standing beside the rooftop helipad, Zhang Tie unconsciously looked toward the capital; the spinning rotors whipped up a gale, making this late night somewhat cold.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a bit lost.

He patted Zhang Tie on the shoulder, and Lin An didn't say anything more, just giving this big bear some time to digest.

Zhang Tie's behavior was quite normal.

As a Hua Guo citizen, no matter what, one inevitably harbors a special feeling for the country deep down; even though Zhang Tie often cursed the military's bunch of idiots, once he truly realized they might have died in battle, a sudden sense of loneliness welled up.

From now on, perhaps there would be no official authority anymore.

Even if the high level is controlled by alien species, and even if the authorities often hold a hostile attitude toward them, for the survivors as a whole, the state still does its utmost to rescue survivors and maintain the fragile balance.

For some reason, half a minute later, Zhang Tie couldn't help but lower his head to look at Long An beneath his feet.

Fortunately, there is still Long An; he at least has a 'home'.

"Let's go."

"For every minute we delay, our chances of victory drop by one point."

He spoke softly.

Lin An got into the spirit-energy helicopter and waved, signaling Zhang Tie to come aboard.

The dungeon they needed to enter wasn't far away; they didn't need to conserve spirit energy, but rather conceal their trail.

According to Chu An's suggestion, they should try to avoid exposing their flight path as much as possible. The traces left by a third-rank flight are like white characters on black paper—extremely conspicuous to the alien species.

If the alien species were to attack Long An in advance and couldn't find his location, those monsters wouldn't dare to completely 'wipe out' this place.

After all, the alien species are well aware of Lin An's style; threatening him with the base, given that he is an experimental subject born from the Long An Project, would be of little use.

It is only when Lin An hides that they become afraid.

Boarding the spirit-energy helicopter, as the fuselage shuddered, under the cover of near-total obscurity, the black combat craft flew like a nightingale, silently heading out of the city.

The dungeon entrance is near an electronics factory, with a straight-line distance from Long An of roughly two hundred kilometers.

Watching the points of light below gradually fade, in silence Zhang Tie hesitantly spoke to Lin An:

"Captain Lin..."

"Should we, uh, warn the military..?"

"Since it's a warning, what if those idiots go to save people and end up all dying there..."

Hearing Zhang Tie rare use of his brain, unable to resist wanting to manage things, Lin An listened and lightly nodded, indicating he didn't need to think further.

"I've already had some people send out warnings; whether they listen is up to them."

"My stepping in would be meaningless; it would only make the military suspect my motives."

After explaining softly, Lin An also didn't say anything more.

That's just how human nature is; even if he wanted to now rally a troop and rush to the capital, it would be useless. If the situation worsened, the surrounding military districts might even think he was coming to take advantage of the fire.

After all, who would believe there are alien species inside the capital? The superiors issuing orders to them have long ceased to be human?

Rather than waste time needing to prove these things, Lin An would rather seize every minute and second to boost his strength as quickly as possible.

Moreover, there probably shouldn't be any further major losses...

In Lin An's judgment, the various military forces rushing to rescue may not suffer many casualties; put another way, they might not even be able to get in.

Moreover, the alien species are unlikely to kill too many people.

For the alien species, each human is a vessel; killing too many would not be in their interest.

The only thing that leaves Lin An puzzled is...

In his past life, did the besieged capital's military break out as humans, or did the alien species break out?

In his past life, were the alien species merely acting, or did the military produce a strongman who turned the dire situation around and forcibly led people to escape?

He remembers clearly that at the end of the second year, ostensibly the capital launched the Fire Seed Project, unable to resist the zombie tide siege, they had to fight their way out of the horde, withdrawing to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, intending to use the natural terrain advantage to rest and recuperate and rebuild the regime.

But looking at it now, the truth may not be so...

Although the alien species appear able to control mutants, one can also sense... they too are wary of mutants.

This subtle relationship makes Lin An can't help but think of a hidden possibility.

Among the hundreds of millions of zombies besieging the capital, there exist mutants with extremely high intelligence. The alien species and the mutants maintain a situation of mutual utilization and mutual hostility.

If that one, or a few, mutants with extremely high IQ were to attack the military, the alien species would then ally with humanity.

And vice versa.

Both sides are silently accumulating strength, using humans as nourishment to enhance themselves.

And his appearance, Lin An's, not only accelerated the apocalypse's progress but also forced the alien species to prematurely launch their plan.

In the chain of continuous deduction, Lin An quickly realized a new potential crisis.

After defeating this batch of alien species, will the three sides fall out of balance?

"Gurgle.. gurgle..."

Amid the scattered limbs on the ground, a scarlet, frail figure gurgled as it cradled a huge mutant skull, gulping it down greedily like sucking jelly. At its feet, the corpse of a third-rank mutant, its neck twisted and spine extracted, still twitched silently.

Hidden among the wreckage, two flesh balls resembling sea urchins exposed eyes from their mouthparts, showing a human-like vigilance.

"Shakjahsda..."

A meaningless exchange, seemingly a language unique to mutants.

If an Awakened One were present, they could probably, with the system's translation, barely understand what these two monsters are saying.

"Human corpse... monster.."

"They ate it all.."

Tell the Sovereign..

Dangerous..

After the two monsters briefly communicated, they silently prepared to retreat.

However, before they could use their spear‑like tentacles to pull themselves away, the blood corpse that had been digging at the brain matter with its hands suddenly twitched its scorched nose.

The next second, its eyes suddenly bulged like a bursting frog, and it instantly gazed toward the ruins.

xiaaa!!

A shrill cry of ecstatic joy.

Suddenly turning around, it dropped the skull in its hand.

After discovering the two mutants attempting to flee, this blood corpse that looked thin and weak instantly split its mouth open, as if being dragged to the ground, shouting wildly as it flashed and rushed out.

Four seconds later.

A piercing wail came from the spherical mutant's mouth, sounding terrifying to everyone in this dark night.

With both hands, one plunged into a mutant's body, the hunchbacked blood corpse, as if it had found delicious food, excitedly uttered a cry of indeterminate meaning.

The next second, it strained to open its jaw, as if trying to swallow whole the two third‑rank mutants that were several times larger than it.