474: The urgency of Zhao Ling, the candidate for the savior

Rong City.

Above the wasteland after the nuclear explosion, hundreds of planes from different countries were currently parked.

As for the crowd that walked out of the planes, in twos and threes, at a glance, there were at least two to three hundred people.

These people, without exception, had profound vitality, far surpassing ordinary people!

Every single one of them was an Evolver!

Their powerful Physiques allowed them to ignore this level of radiation.

After Zhao Ling got off the plane, he felt a wave of discomfort.

If these people were all wolves, he might be the husky mixed into the wolf pack.

These people had all taken Zombie crystals or liquid medicine developed from crystals, and were truly evolved Evolvers.

As for him, Zhao Ling.

He completely relied on killing Zombies to accumulate evolution points, improving his strength in this way.

In terms of physical fitness, he was far from being comparable to these Evolvers who could directly confront evolved Zombies.

However, his coming here naturally meant he had his preparations.

Looking at the twenty evolution points he had left.

Zhao Ling did not hesitate to use all his evolution points to improve his physical fitness.

Evolution points consumed.

His Physique instantly increased, reaching 53 points, far surpassing the 10 points of physical fitness for ordinary people.

His heart was like it had been reforged, beating slowly and heavily like a water buffalo.

The surging blood washed away all the discomfort in his body.

The heaviness in his breathing finally allowed Zhao Ling to be like other Evolvers, unafraid of radiation.

"Where is the Number Three Mutant? It hasn't been taken away by other countries, has it?"

In Zhao Ling's team, a young man with long hair covering his eyes, hands in his pockets, frowned as he looked at the area that could be seen to its end at a glance, and asked in confusion.

"Impossible." In the team, a flat-topped Middle-aged man with a stern face shook his head and said, "The Number Three Pathogen is so large in size. If other countries were to take it away, it definitely wouldn't escape our eyes."

"If it wasn't taken, where would it be?" The long-haired young man looked at the surrounding situation, then glanced at Zhao Ling and said flippantly, "Captain Zhao, why aren't you saying anything?"

"You are the Captain, you should make decisions and tell us what to do now."

"You haven't been rendered speechless by this bit of radiation, have you?"

The young man's words carried a hint of sarcasm.

His eyes were filled with disdain and defiance.

Evolvers, every single one of them could be said to be one in ten thousand.

Their arrogance was higher than Heaven.

Zhao Ling, this parachuted Captain, had so far performed not much differently from an ordinary person, which naturally caused dissatisfaction.

Zhao Ling frowned slightly.

He was also very confused.

They had clearly arrived at the current location according to the satellite images.

Logically, the Number Three Pathogen was such a massive existence that they should be able to see it as soon as they arrived, so why was there nothing?

"Your Dragon Country's actions are indeed fast enough, such a large corpse was transported away so quickly." At this moment, a team of people with surging momentum and unfriendly demeanor appeared in front of Zhao Ling and the others.

They were Evolvers from the United States, and behind them were a large number of Evolvers from other countries.

Pathogen, focused the attention of the entire World.

The fall of every Pathogen would inevitably attract countries to gather like flies.

Ever since the Savior Plan was unanimously promoted and recognized globally.

The competition over the Pathogen corpses also became increasingly fierce.

Because the Pathogen corpse represented the most cutting-edge resource, a resource that could cultivate Savior candidates!

Each country hoped that among the four Saviors, one would come from their own country.

It was precisely because of this that every time they competed for the Pathogen corpse, it was inevitable that Evolvers would be injured or killed.

However, in every competition, no matter how the struggle ended, as long as they reached the location, they could always take some scraps back.

After all, the Pathogen was over ten meters tall, and it was difficult for one country to swallow it all under the noses of other countries.

And this time.

After other countries arrived, they discovered that the Pathogen's corpse was actually gone!

There wasn't even a scrap left!

Listening to the words of the United States Evolvers, Zhao Ling frowned and said, "Why couldn't the Pathogen's corpse have been stolen by you in advance?"

"We stole it?" The leading Man on the opposite side, with white-yellow hair and eyes deep-set in their sockets, was full of mocking meaning.

"Stop playing dumb, besides your Dragon Country, who else could do this?"

"We people have traveled across half the World, finally arriving here with great difficulty. No matter what, you should give us half of the Pathogen's corpse to deal with, right?"

Although the Man's words sounded like a polite discussion, his tone was one of absolute certainty!

His tone, however, provoked the teammates behind Zhao Ling.

"Ganlin Laomu ah!"

"You say give you half and we give you half? Let alone that we didn't get the Pathogen corpse, even if we did, we wouldn't give you a single hair!"

The long-haired young man pointed at the hooked nose of the leading United States Evolver in front of him and swore loudly.

Listening to these words from the long-haired young man, the United States Evolver's Captain wiped the spit that had splashed on his face, his expression gloomy.

"Boom!"

The Man with white-yellow hair suddenly attacked!

Under extreme speed, the wind howled as if being torn apart!

The long-haired Man also skipped a beat.

He had thought the other party would attack, but he hadn't expected their strength to be so great!

If he was a First-Tier Evolver who could deal with ordinary mutated evolved Zombies, then the other party was Second-Tier!

And even late Second-Tier.

One person could fight against an Army!

"Clang!"

A flash of blade light suddenly appeared.

Directly blocking the fatal attack he had encountered with force!

This is...

"Blade edge? Blade qi? Wuxia novel?"

Behind Zhao Ling, the group of Evolvers felt their hearts tighten.

The long-haired Man even widened his eyes slightly, looking at Zhao Ling, who had blocked the attack for him, in shock.

"Boom!"

After a brief exchange, Zhao Ling retreated several steps, while the Man opposite looked at his hands covered in shallow red blade marks, his expression reaching the peak of gloominess.

However, his gaze towards Zhao Ling and the other Evolvers also held a bit more apprehension.

"Your physical fitness isn't even as good as a First-Tier Evolver, yet your combat methods are so strong. It seems you are also qualified to be a Savior candidate."

The injuries on his hands quickly healed, and the Man looked at Zhao Ling and said, "What's your name?"

"Zhao Ling." Zhao Ling held his watermelon knife, his expression consistently serious.

"Zhao Ling, we will meet again. At that time, it will be the time to compete for the position of Savior!"

The Man with white-yellow hair slowly turned around, finally leaving a name: "My name is Barnett, the one destined to become the Savior."

As his words faded into the distance, the United States Evolvers behind him also followed and left.

Leaving the Evolvers from other countries looking at each other.

"Barnett... He is Barnett!" Behind Zhao Ling, the flat-topped Middle-aged man had a look of surprise.

"What's wrong? You know him?" Zhao Ling turned his head and asked in confusion.

"Barnett is one of the three recognized top powerhouses in the North American region. Half a month ago, he even killed a Third-Tier mutated Zombie in a horde by himself!"

"Furthermore, he is already a selected Savior candidate!"

The flat-topped Middle-aged man's tone was extremely shocked.

And the Evolvers from Yishan Base next to them also had lingering fears on their faces.

"Captain, you actually blocked that monster!"

The long-haired young man looked at Zhao Ling, and at this moment, there was no longer any hint of defiance in his tone.

"Did I block him?" Zhao Ling muttered to himself, swallowing the metallic sweetness in his throat with a wry smile.

Although his knife skills were very strong, his physical fitness was ultimately too poor.

In the exchange just now, if it had lasted for one more minute, he would have been completely defeated!

Savior... He hadn't felt anything when he heard General Yang mention it before.

Now, he increasingly felt how fierce the competition for the position of Savior was!

He needed to kill more Zombies, and get more evolution points!