No. 7 Is Still Alive

The world has become accustomed to death. Lu Chen thought he was just an ordinary scavenger. Until that night, the west storage area of ​​the Iron Wall Settlement was breached by the Grayfallen. In front of more than two hundred pairs of eyes, he shouted the words that no one should be able to shout - "It's ten meters away, and it's coming from your left." At that moment, gray blood gushed out of his left eye, and his identity collapsed along with his disguise. Three years ago, he was the seventh experimental subject on the fifth underground floor of the New Era organization, next to the source body seal. Three years ago, he escaped alone in the chaos when the source body was out of control, leaving another person - Lin Wan - behind. In the past three years, he exchanged his silence for the identity of an ordinary scavenger, and exchanged the price of each evolution for the qualification to live. Now, the pretense is over. The wooden bell of the Presbyterian Church was about to ring. The guard captain Jiang Duo asked him in the dead corner of the corridor, "Have you ever been in the laboratory?" The registrar Lao Wu dug out the yellowed file from three years ago, and the girl Su Yuan found a very small word - "key" circled in pencil on the back of the old map left by her grandfather. Under the ruins shrouded in gray mist, the source body is still breathing. It is not a fog, but a "person" who has been sealed for eight years. The person who sealed it is protecting a secret: the only person who can appease it is a girl who doesn't know her identity. And the only one who can find her, and the only one who can destroy her, is a man who is irreversibly becoming inhuman. Is the end of evolution the answer, or another kind of death?