Chapter 779： The most dignified rebel in history (1/2)

After the chaotic massacre of blood corpses everywhere in the upper city can be basically regarded as ruins, but small-scale battles with various families or some potential characters are still going on, not the roar, screams and blood corpses. The roar of death and the weird sound of **** ho echoed everywhere in the ruins.

At this time, Liu Renjun, in fluttering clothes, had already arrived outside the gate of the Shangcheng Research Institute, standing on a tall building as if asking the sky about the wine.

He succeeded in regaining the control of the blood corpse group at the cost of losing four of his subordinates, but his current situation is not optimistic-the creeping organization separated from the four subordinates is lack of correct evolution. The way, now almost out of control, splitting and proliferating all the time, making Liu Renjun’s movement more and more difficult, the plan had to go back to the original place, and now his whole person seems to be embedded in a huge pile of cow dung-shaped meat. on.

The upper body is romantic and suave, but the lower body is such a thing, Liu Renjun feels that he can vomit at any time when he lowers his head-that's why he has such a pretending look.

When he was handsome, no one wanted to be so ugly, Liu Renjun was surprisingly irritable at this moment.

The blood corpses under his direct control gathered in the research institute, and the powerful destructive power almost instantly wiped out the building inside by two-thirds. However, facing the largest and most important dome building of the research institute, the blood corpses no longer He didn't want to move anymore, Liu Renjun gave instructions to enter the sea, but he didn't get the slightest response he deserved.

Liu Renjun surprisingly questioned his decision. Could it be that-should I really wait for those guys in Northwest Wolf City before? Wait until they arrive?

Liu Renjun quickly threw this idea behind his head, and those who became big things would not seek it out from the crowd!

Now everything is in his hands, only a tiny bit, a tiny bit.

Although there are some discrepancies with the part of his plan, the general situation is set.

When Bai Yiliu Renjun was busy analyzing what went wrong, the inner sea of ​​the scientific research institute maintained its due rhythm. It is time to shake the test tube of the test tube, and it is time to write the report.

Nonsense——I can't pick out twenty evolvers even if I add it here, it's so special that they are all first-order coolies who are responsible for physical work all the year round.

Why are you still nervous? What else can you be nervous about?

Isn’t it just a death? You don’t need a blood corpse to see you off. Researchers with an average age of over fifty and academicians with an average age of over seventy feel that every second they live in this age of dog blood is true and true. Mom is lucky, who cares when to die.

In short, the style of the research institute is like this. Whether it is rigid or free and easy, everyone has a more or less thought in their minds:

People will die sooner or later.

Success is the one who can die his name into history. Anyway, this is the dream of a group of people who have researched and developed a thank-you-good thing and then hopes that statues of various shapes like Qin Zhicheng will squat into various places. Known as the statue school that is enthusiastically sought after by the people.

In other words, this kind of thinking is completely mainstream in the scientific research institute. Just drag someone out of it to interview him. You are happy...Ah no, what is your dream, his answer is guaranteed to be this kind of rhetoric.

——Yes, this is the standard answer of the verse skill level.

There are not many ways for ordinary people to remember their names in this era, and the scientific research institute is indeed the path that can bring happiness to future generations and is the closest to their dreams.

Lao Hu put his hands in his sleeves and shut down the contact with the outer city. He was completely indifferent to the yelling over there.

”Old man, old man, I have been with you all my life in this cat. This way of death is not very kind-I also want to go to Qinshan to find a good craftsman to burn a relic and be sacrificed. The remaining ashes will be sprinkled. It's dark and sinking.”

The old dean poured a cup of hot tea for Lao Hu with an enamel jar, and said without looking up while reading the report,

”Wait and then I will ponder these trivial things, show me how to calculate this coefficient?”

Old Hu took a look and threw the pen with the report.

”No, ask the computer if there are questions, it hurts me.”

The old dean took a sip of tea, and said with ridges in his ears.