N-M Chapter 051 Art is Patrick Star
Chapter 051 Art is Patrick Star
light.
Pure white light.
In that instant, the darkness over Tokyo was violently torn apart.
There was no sound, no picture, only that moment of overexposed, stark white, filling the screens of billions of people around the world.
Followed by.
The live stream went black.
The final second of the image is frozen on a huge ball of light that is rapidly expanding, like a blooming chrysanthemum.
"Sizzle—sizzle—"
The static from the electrical current replaced the original noisy background noise.
The world fell into a brief silence.
A good ten seconds passed before the belated barrage of comments flooded the screen like a burst of water.
Holy crap! That was really explosive! My eyes are about to go blind!
This is art! This is Patrick Star!
[It didn't actually explode; the footage at the end was just overexposed! But the explosive force was truly unmatched!]
[Who took a screenshot just now? I need the original image without the watermark! I want to use it as my computer wallpaper!]
Is this what "nuclear" peace is? I love it!
On Chinese social media, the atmosphere was as lively as if it were Chinese New Year.
Many netizens even said that because the light was too bright, they couldn't see the details clearly and strongly requested that the US launch another shot, preferably in slow motion.
As for humanitarianism and innocent civilians...
Sorry, the signal is bad, I can't hear you.
……
In the conference room in China.
Lin Jianguo's wrinkled old face turned bright red.
He watched the fleeting white light on the television screen, and then the black screen.
"Cough cough cough! That feels so good!"
Lin Jianguo slapped his thigh, his eyes reddening slightly.
The old men next to him stared blankly at him.
Are you sure this is his biological father?
"Old Lin, that's the heart of Tokyo. If this happens... your kid..."
Although no one has said it explicitly, it's practically a pipe dream for carbon-based life forms to survive a nuclear attack of that magnitude.
Let alone people, even reinforced concrete would be burned into glass shards.
Lin Jianguo slammed the wine pot heavily onto the table.
"Stop crying! That's my child!"
He stiffened his neck and spoke loudly.
"Well done, kid!"
This life has been worth it!
Even when he gets down there and meets his grandfather, he can still hold his head high and brag!
Although he said that, his red-rimmed eyes were clearly filled with tears.
"Besides, have you all forgotten that my son has dual talents?"
"Talent, since it first appeared, seems to have never resulted in a failure, right?"
……
Meanwhile, in Tokyo.
Or rather, the place that was once called Tokyo.
The enormous mushroom cloud was still churning in the stratosphere and had not yet dissipated.
Dust carrying deadly radiation, like black snowflakes, fell from the sky in a flurry.
There were no cries of pain.
There were no sirens.
There was only deathly silence.
The once bustling city has now been transformed into a massive meteorite crater.
The surrounding high-rise buildings were either razed to the ground, left only as charred steel skeletons, or completely collapsed.
The ground has an eerie, glassy texture.
Those are crystals formed after the high temperature instantly melts the asphalt and sand.
The heat was intense.
The air is distorted.
The temperature here is still high enough to bake a person instantly.
And right there in this giant pit.
There was a strange little hill that stood out conspicuously.
It was a pile of charred, carbonized material that was completely unrecognizable.
It can be vaguely discerned that this appears to be a hard shell formed by the instantaneous carbonization of some kind of biological tissue after it was stacked together at high temperature.
Beneath this thick, obsidian-like carbonized shell.
A mass of dark red flesh was wriggling weakly.
……
pain.
That really hurts.
This was Lin Fan's first sensation after regaining consciousness.
This kind of pain isn't like being slashed or punched.
It's a swollen feeling, as if every cell in your body is being torn apart, reorganized, and forcibly stuffed with something.
"I...I'm not dead?"
Lin Fan tried to open his eyes, but found that he didn't have eyelids at all.
Even his consciousness, which would leave his body after his previous death, has become extremely mysterious.
There is no sense of physical boundaries.
Furthermore, we must not observe indiscriminately.
It's like being trapped in a certain place.
The surrounding area was filled with thick, scalding liquid that smelled foul.
It can even smell?
He tried to move his fingers.
no response.
He tried to open his mouth to speak.
"Gurgle..."
A sound of bubbles bubbling and churning.
Lin Fan was stunned.
What's going on?
Based on past experience, if I were to die, everything would go black, and then my spiritual energy, like that of a soul, would drift to the disaster site.
Their main selling point is a well-organized process and excellent service.
But what's going on now?
Is it a bug?
Lin Fan calmed himself down and tried to use his non-existent senses to investigate his surroundings.
This examination almost made him vomit on the spot.
He found himself seemingly encased in a huge lump of flesh.
No.
To be precise, he became one with his surroundings!
What about a disaster?
Why isn't it following the procedure yet?
"vomit--"
"Why do I have such a great sense of smell? This smell is absolutely disgusting!"
If Lin Fan had a stomach right now, he would have vomited by now.
What the hell is this?
Disaster didn't strike, but I turned into meatballs?
Or is it the extra-large lion's head meatball with radiation flavor?
Just as Lin Fan felt so nauseous he wanted to die, a strange warm current suddenly surged into his consciousness.
That's... energy?
The deadly nuclear radiation around him would be a death sentence for ordinary creatures, but for Lin Fan, it was like a top-notch buffet.
Every cell was cheering with joy.
Every gene fragment is frantically devouring these restless particles.
The process of "infinite reorganization" has not stopped.
It is adapting.
It is also evolving.
It's happening in a completely new way.
Since the body has been destroyed, let's rebuild it using the existing materials!
Since the environment has changed, let's evolve a body that adapts to it!
Lin Fan sensed that the fragile genes that originally belonged to humans were being eliminated, and in their place were the tyrant's powerful muscle fibers and the licker's keen sensory nerves.
And... some older, more terrifying gene.
"Thump!"
A dull thud echoed from beneath the ruins.
The sound wasn't loud, but it caused the scorched earth on the ground to tremble slightly.
"Thump!"
Another sound.
This time it's clearer and more powerful.
The carbonized shell that originally covered the dark red flesh and blood cracked open with a tiny fissure.
A wisp of pale blue light shone through the crack.
That wasn't a flame.
That's high concentrations of radioactive fluorescence.
Beneath the ruins, Lin Fan's consciousness began to blur, replaced by an indescribable hunger.
hungry.
So hungry.
I want to eat something.
I want to eat... energy.
His "body" began to expand outward instinctively, and the flesh and blood of the monsters that had died seemed to come alive, becoming his nutrients and being rapidly absorbed and assimilated.
What was originally just a small ball of flesh began to expand at a visible rate.
Three meters...
five meters...
ten meters...
The rubble began to slide off the ruins, and the once unremarkable mound of earth was gradually rising.
……
Yokosuka, the naval base of the United States.
The command center was filled with jubilation.
The champagne has been opened and the cigars have been lit.
Although Tokyo is gone, for the US, it's just a matter of losing a vacation spot and gaining a handle they can manipulate at will.
"General, the reconnaissance plane has reported that radiation levels in the target area are off the charts, and all signs of life have dropped to zero."
A major reported to his superior with a beaming smile, "Those monsters, not even ashes were left."
Seventh Fleet Commander MacArthur II nodded in satisfaction.
"very good."
He looked at the scorched earth on the big screen.
"Inform Commander Yoon that Tokyo is gone, and we need to build another base in Seoul. Ask him to vacate the land."
"yes!"
Just when everyone thought the dust had settled.
Sudden.
A piercing alarm blared throughout the command center.
"Waaah—! Waaah—! Waaah—!"
The red warning lights were flashing wildly.
"What happened?"
MacArthur II frowned.
"An earthquake?"
"No...it's not an earthquake!"
The operator at the monitoring station was deathly pale, staring intently at the waveform on the screen, his voice trembling.
"General...look at this..."
The images on the big screen are changing.
The energy monitoring graph, which should have been a straight line, now shows a strange peak.
Moreover, this peak is still climbing.
Right there at the epicenter of the Tokyo fire, which has since been razed to the ground.
A massive, suffocating energy reaction is rapidly condensing.
That energy level even surpassed the residual power of the nuclear bomb explosion just now!
"This is impossible..."
MacArthur II stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"Is it a system malfunction?"
The operator swallowed hard, turned his head, and his eyes were filled with an unprecedented fear.
"General... I'm afraid it's not a system malfunction. Look at the thermal imaging from the reconnaissance satellite..."
"The temperature there is dropping."
"It's not natural cooling."
"But... something is consuming the heat and radiation there!"
Engulfing radiation?
……
The ruins of Tokyo.
The small hill finally stopped growing.
At this point, it was already twenty meters tall, its surface covered with a layer of jet-black scales, between which flowed a magma-like blue light.
"Click."
A huge hand covered in sharp barbs suddenly emerged from the mountain of flesh and slammed down hard onto the scorched ground.
In that instant, the earth cracked open.
Followed by.
A huge and ferocious head slowly rose.
It had no skin; its face resembled a skinned skull, with two rows of interlocking fangs gleaming coldly.
On its back, rows of bone spikes, resembling swords and halberds, gleamed with a chilling, eerie blue light.
"Finally he's free, but I was trapped like this..."
"roar--!!!"
Feeling reborn, Lin Fan subconsciously started to complain. Unexpectedly, what he opened his mouth was a deafening roar that burst forth from his mouth.
That sound...
Why does this sound like human speech?
and.
Lin Fan looked down at his massive claws, comparable to the bucket of an excavator, and then at the thick tail behind him that swung back and forth, covered in spikes and occasionally emitting a blue light.
He was lost in thought.
No way, really?
Am I going to become CEO?
Lin Fan: "..."
Good news, he's not dead.
Bad news, I'm done being human.
This is absolutely outrageous!
But now there's something even more outrageous!
He's hungry!
I'm so hungry!
Lin Fan wanted to scratch his head in frustration, but his claws were too big, and he ended up scratching the bone spurs on his head, sending sparks flying.
Forget it.
Let's fill our stomachs first.
Yes, Fukushima is a good choice!
Lin Fan raised his head, his huge, vertical pupils, now amber in color, gazing at the distant sea.
There.
It smells... crunchy.
He took a step.
"boom!"
With one step, the earth shook and mountains trembled.
The enormous figure cast a huge shadow in the dust and slowly moved toward Fukushima.
Each step left a footprint several meters deep in the ground, the footprints still bearing traces of lingering heat and fluorescent radiation...