Uplifting Journey

The fragmented human remains, literally devastated, suddenly began to "struggle" against common sense.

On the edge of the piece of meat, countless slender granulation twisted and grew, like a flagellum desperately "paddling", and moved slowly while rubbing against the ground.

"Risut" watched those deformed pieces of meat gathered together like ants and began to stick together, Diablo's face gradually turned ugly, "...what the hell is going on?"

With a strong premonition of crisis, Diablo moved his feet and dodged to the side of a taxi. The explosion of the fuel tank truck before showed that the fuel in closed containers such as car fuel tanks was likely to be eroded by the terror of youth. survived the tide.

Although Risut's wreckage is very strange, the texture of flesh and blood still looks like a carbon-based compound. If ordinary physical attacks can't completely kill it, fire should be able to kill it.

The Crimson King appeared and smashed the fuel tank casing of the taxi as soon as he picked it up. However, just as Diablo was about to smash the leaking car into the wreckage of Risut, the epitaph of the Crimson King suddenly appeared. Implanted a picture into his consciousness——

Two seconds later, he controlled the Crimson King to rub the metal with great force to create high heat and sparks, igniting the splashed fuel. However, in this seemingly normal scene, countless tiny substances that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye carried deadly A sense of danger penetrated his body along with the breeze

"Is this a germ similar to the ability of youth?"

Diablo withdrew his hands, and the taxi that had just been lifted landed vertically with a bang. He glanced at the remains of Risut, which was still writhing and deformed, and then turned his head suddenly to look at the poisonous breeze in the foresight picture Looking in the direction of the source, I saw a person staggering up from the ground.

That suddenly was Iluso who had been killed by a headshot with a throwing knife and had a double "man in the mirror".

"How is it possible?" Glancing again at Risut, who was reshaping the human body, Diablo stared at Illuso, who was closing and merging the huge wound on his head, and said in a low voice, "Are you all immortal?" ?”

"Ah, don't get me wrong." "Iluso" who patted the dust on the black and white jacket, and the wound on his forehead disappeared completely, spread his hands to Diablo, and said in a brisk tone, "Iluso is in my 'student ', he is one of the group of people who are most resistant to my cells, and his stand-in 'The Man in the Mirror' also has a unique advantage in this regard.

".So, I was too busy to take care of myself before, and I didn't have time to help. He was really dead when you shot him in the head. It's a pity. Although limited by the technical foundation, there is no way to objectively study the mirror world, but the ability of the person in the mirror Really interesting.

"To know the problem of left and right handedness is very important in the research of the microscopic quantum field. If you can build a set of instruments that can operate normally in the mirror world. Tsk tsk, it's a pity that Illuso even flew away with his soul."

After gesturing upwards, Cheng Bin, who was moving around Illuso's corpse, looked up at the fading sunset in the sky, and then looked up and down Diablo with interest: "Human eyes should not be able to see My 'cell', but you have precisely avoided my invasion just now.

"The preset program of that part of the erosive cells is a completely harmless long-term latent, so is your avatar possessing microscope-level vision, or is your avatar capable of ignoring the foreseeable time limit and perception conditions, and directly engraving potential dangers and countermeasures into it?" What about your mind?"

Facing such a guy who was chattering in the battlefield of life and death and didn't know the so-called, Diablo twitched his brows and said nothing, obviously not intending to answer the other party's question.

But there are some things that Cheng Bin can know without the other party's verbal answer.

"I see. Is it the latter?" Under Diablo's slightly changed expression, Cheng Bin nodded clearly, "Don't look at me like this, I don't have the ability to read minds, but human life activities will The information exposed is far beyond your cognition, the answers to the simple yes and no questions and multiple-choice questions, I am still confident enough to read the micro-expressions you always know, right? Similar principles."

Diablo, whose expression forcibly returned to calmness, was silent for a long time, and then said in a confirming tone: "You are 'Cheng Bin'? Your ability seems to be more terrifying than the highest evaluation in intelligence analysis."

I don’t know how many operational links have experienced the erosion of youth. The street lights in the city did not light up when the sun faded as usual. In the dim environment where ordinary people can hardly see far away, Diablo, who relied on the ability of the epitaph, was not greatly affected. , I couldn't help feeling a little bit of security in my heart.

However, when he saw Cheng Bin's vertical pupils, which were almost like cats and snakes, reflecting faint fluorescence, the sense of security derived from this unique perception disappeared completely.

Cautiously moved a few steps to the side, Diablo, who brought Cheng Bin and Risut into his normal field of vision at the same time, looked around, and found that neither of them had any intention of doing anything for the time being, he raised his finger and pointed to the body lying on the ground in full human form , Risut, who was in a coma, said: "Is this monster still Risut?"

"I'm also very curious about this question," Cheng Bin folded his arms and looked at Risut, who looked grim and seemed to be immersed in pain. Traces, immortal vampires, you should know about them, right?

"Because my cells carry my consciousness port, if the erosion is too deep, it is easy to crush and overwrite the soul of the eroded person, so the transformation reagent that Risut injected into himself is a special version, designed to split my influence, It is convenient for me to conduct research by transforming the living body into a primitive vampire. Most of the transformation details refer to the transformation virus on the stone ghost face fragments obtained from Germany.

"I can still control the other links, but the part involving memory, thinking and soul, I can't do anything about crossing the river by feeling the black box. After Risut transforms into a vampire, is the soul still the same? Will the memory and thinking be the same? Affected? Will the sunlight bring a wonderful reaction? What about the double? These are all items that need to be carefully studied next.”

Hearing the other party's curious and enthusiastic speech, Diablo felt a chill in his heart - no matter how decisive and dismissive he was to the traitors like Risut, he still kept these original His subordinates treat him as a person, but the monster in front of him named Cheng Bin who seems to be in another dimension

In the eyes of the other party, how different are people like Risut from the mice in the laboratory? And in the eyes of the other party, is he in the same position as Risut?

Just when Diablo was thinking this way, Cheng Bin turned his dangerously curious eyes on him: "...Unfortunately, the priority of this kind of experiment is not high, and the partners are watching closely, except Risut Except for special choices in such critical moments, it is difficult to allocate limited 'volunteers' to this area. Right now, I am more interested in you and your stand-in Crimson King."

Diablo focused his eyes, lowered his center of gravity and prepared to make a move, but the next moment, he was stunned by Cheng Bin's question——

"I'm curious, Diablo. Why, you don't have the slightest reaction to the word 'eternal life'? You chase after power and power, but why can't I see even a little bit of it in your eyes? , the desire for eternal life?"