After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain

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It rained cats and dogs. Changjia's water quality is good because the industrial system is almost completely shut down.

Lu Yan didn't bring an umbrella, but luckily he doesn't hate rain.

Although only tens of seconds had passed, his younger brother's face had become blurred in his mind, leaving only a palpitating silhouette.

Lu Yan let out a sigh of relief, and pushed open the door in front of him.

This is a western restaurant. Judging by the decoration, the owner must have spent a lot of money. The piano in the corner is covered with a thick layer of dust.

[Allah is in the kitchen freezer. ]

On the map, the red dot is already very close to him.

Lu Yan pushed away from the back kitchen. There was a stench coming.

[The power was out for too long, and everything in the freezer stinks. ]

Especially meat and eggs. In the beginning there were still insects scurrying about in the kitchen, because over the past few decades, even the hatched flies have disappeared. But the disgusting stench still lingered.

There is no light here, it is completely dark. Unlike ordinary darkness, the darkness here seems to be able to swallow light sources.

If it wasn't for the new pair of eyes, Lu Yan would probably be blind too.

[This was Allah's favorite restaurant when he was an insurance salesman. Here, he proposes to the girl he loves. ]

[The girl didn't promise him, because she suffers from a rare disease, and Changjia is just a small island country with limited medical level. She needs to go to a better, bigger hospital. ]

[Thus, Allah used his talent to create the Bliss Cult and began his life of bluffing and deceiving. ]

"What you said seems to be whitewashing it."

[Do not. He became a god believed in, felt the power, and understood that his talent could still be used in this way. He has money, status, more and more beautiful women. The girl he liked at the beginning became mediocre, and he gave up treatment, but he came up with a good way. Let them be together forever. ]

[He ate her brains. Since then, he has been a pollutant, and it is his brain that has caused the disease. ]

The Bliss Sect developed and expanded in Changjia, and his prestige in this tiny place even surpassed that of the local president. Allah is also careful, so that Chang Jia will not be noticed by the outside world too early. It's just that as time passed, his body gradually aged.

Allah wants to perpetuate his kingdom through the ages in an immortal way.

It began to frequently live in other people's bodies, which is called "God's descent". Human beings are just shells manipulated by the brain.

It's just that the human body is too fragile after all. And a human society full of order is not the real kingdom of God that Allah wants.

So it completely abandoned the human body and became what it is now.

The mass death of believers on Changjia Island finally attracted the attention of the outside world, and it also attracted the action of the Kingdom of God.

It was then that Allah realized that there were not only "pollutants" like them in this world, but also some "human beings" who were not afraid of death and were in the middle chain of evolution.

It was defeated, but never thought it would die. It is the topmost existence among the pollutants of the spiritual system. As long as there are "thoughts" in the world, then it and the Bliss Cult will continue forever.

— until now.

Lu Yan violently opened the freezer, large and small bags of ingredients were piled up here, the meat inside had rotted long ago, even the sewage had dried up, only the disgusting stench still lingered.

He found a small, fresh brain in a pile of trash.

Allah still resisted, let out a high-pitched scream, Lu Yan became even more dizzy, as if he would fall asleep at any moment.

Fog filled the small room, the concentration was so high that Lu Yan seemed to be soaked in white milk.

Lu Yan's actions were indeed affected, he staggered, his brain began to throb and hurt; blood came out of his ears and slid down the sides of his cheeks.

But from beginning to end, his hands are very steady.

Brainstorm was caught in his hand, and he screamed: "How is it possible! Why haven't you passed out yet?!"

This brain flower feels like a heavy solid ball in the hand. There are ravines all over the surface, much like weathered and compressed dried meat, it is firewood and hard.

Allah struggled violently, but the barb-like nails on Lu Yan's hands dug deeply into its flesh, making it impossible to break free.

Lu Yan resisted the unprecedented drowsiness, and raised the knife in his hand unsteadily.

"My friend, there may be some misunderstanding between us. You don't know me. In fact, in Changjia Island, I lived happily with my believers. The outside world is so dangerous, and I gave them stability and peace." Xianghe, even from a human perspective, you can't understand my painstaking efforts..."

As Allah speaks, a burst of alternating current bursts out of its cerebral cortex.

In normal times, this voltage can at least electrocute several elephants, but Lu Yan just felt a slight numbness in his arms.

This is very unscientific, because the talents of the Apocalypse are differentiated; either they are superimposed towards physical strength, or they are superimposed towards mental strength. It's hard to find someone who can do everything well. Even, no such pollutants are present.

Allah originally thought that Lu Yan was the apocalypse of the spiritual system, but now it seems that he miscalculated.

The flames of hell pierced into its body, like a Mentos dropped into Coca-Cola, its white brain exploded and overflowed. There were brains all over the kitchen and all over the ceiling.

The main body of Allah is actually more than ten meters in size, and it was compressed into this size for the convenience of escape.

Lu Yan inevitably remembered what that little brain fool said earlier, "wasting food".

In the palm of Lu Yan, Allah uttered an extremely painful scream: "I can't figure it out! Let me die clearly, why can you find me! Why can't spiritual attacks work on you?!"

Once upon a time, no, maybe six months ago. In the botanical garden, a short meeting with it made Lu Yan's seven orifices bleed.

It couldn't figure out how Lu Yan could grow to such a degree in such a short period of time.

— simply unheard of.

There is no precedent before, and it is impossible for someone to copy it later.

The fire of hell has its own burning properties, which makes the brain flower in the hand emit a burnt aroma of oil, and the bright red surface gradually turns pink and white.

It's a pity that Lu Yan didn't bring onion, ginger and garlic, and the brain flower smelled a little too foul.

Lu Yan remained silent, making up several times in a row. The brain has become riddled with holes, and finally only a layer of shriveled skin remains.

There was something hard inside, Lu Yan tore off the outer skin and saw that it was a ring.

[It is a wedding ring. On that day, she agreed to marry him. ]

On the map, red dots of light flickered rapidly, and finally disappeared completely.

Lu Yan asked, "Is he dead?"

[Dead. But as long as human beings still exist and think, Allah, or this form of pollutants will not die. ]

[But in a short time, there will be no second brain flower. ]

Lu Yan rubbed his belly, he was very hungry. But this thing is really not easy to swallow, it is too fishy.

He thought for a moment, took off his gloves, and a hole was split in the palm of his hand.

Lu Yan threw the wreckage of Allah into it.

The system burst into tears: [The stupid boy is so miserable, he is mentally handicapped, and he still wants to be your trash can. ]

Because he couldn't find onion, ginger and garlic, Lu Yan, who has many years of cooking experience, originally thought that this thing would not taste very good. As a result, the mouth is burnt, fat and oily. You just can't eat too much, you people. Fortunately, Allah sensibly compressed himself into a small lump.

Lu Yan came out by leaning on the wall. Not because of support, but because of headaches.

He didn't measure his current degree of disease, but he thought it shouldn't be too low.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the s-level mission Divine Kingdom Operation, which took 9 days and 13 hours. Though clouds and white mist still hang over the land, the greatest scourge has been dealt with. ]

[You are... a hero. Although the term is clichéd, from a human standpoint no other term seems appropriate. ]

Because he was too sleepy, Lu Yan didn't even have the energy to speak. He now understands very well why depriving a prisoner of sleep is torture.

He moved a chair and planned to sleep on the table for a while. Now, even if there were 10 tails dangling in front of him, Lu Yan could only think about sleeping.

[However, I do not recommend that you go to sleep right now. ]

Lu Yan said, "Don't make noise."

System: [Ning Huai's disease degree has reached 99, you can't really sleep, can you? ]

Lu Yan suddenly opened his eyes and got up, his eyes were bloodshot.

For the first time in his life, he cursed out loud: "Fuck."

The author has something to say: It's 9:30 in the evening, and I'm as sleepy as Yan Yan, wanting to die...

*Modified the taste of the brain flower, tossing for so long is not delicious, too bad.