The god-killing dagger moved as he wished, and could be freely retracted under Bailishin's thoughts. He used the plane points to increase his body's ability to the highest level. Only then did Bailishin lie comfortably on the bed and gasp for breath.

The person who is possessed by him is Zhou Bu. Because of his self-healing ability, he used to be an experimental body on the base. The base was a small base, and it was quickly trampled by the alien corpse. Zhou Bu escaped because of his self-healing ability, and then came here.

Beliefs collapsed, the realm of the gods was destroyed, looking around, life was devastated.

If Bai Lixin only appeared now, he didn't feel anything. But he also came to this world hundreds of millions of years ago, when the flowers and plants were lush and thriving.

"Where will Di Jia be?" Bai Lixin said to himself in a trance.

[Lord Host, it was Lord God who led you here. So even if he is not by your side now, he will find him. The host is now completely integrated with his soul, and his strength should not be underestimated. The host does not need to worry. ]

[Even you don't know where Dijia is? ]

[After I came to the God Realm, my ability was limited, and now I can't read the memory of the plane. I can only interpret a person's memory through your physical contact with the host. ]

S419M answered in his mind, and suddenly his voice changed, [Sir, there is murderous aura. ]

Bai Lixin's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he supported the bed with one hand and flipped back and slid out a meter. And just where Bailishin had just left, countless thorny thorns rose from under the bed and pierced the top of the bed.

"The consciousness is good, it's a pity." A voice came from the thorns, Bai Lixin put his hands on the ground and his eyes were indifferent. At the moment when he just landed, many vines instantly bit himself where he landed, trapping him firmly. The spikes pierced into the skin, and the blood flowed.

Seeing that Bai Lixin was bound, the thick thorns quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and only then did the two people hidden in the thorns be revealed.

The two are twins, about seventeen or eighteen years old. At first glance, their appearance, hairstyle, and clothing are exactly the same, except that one is slightly pale and the other is wheat-colored.

The wheat-skinned boy grinned and said to his brother, "Zhou Ya's mental arithmetic is still top-notch. If you hadn't figured him out earlier, I wouldn't have planted the seeds early."

Bai Lixin's face was expressionless, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Your grandfather is the ancestor of playing grass. He showed off these things in front of me. If he hadn't stood still to see what tricks you guys were going to play, grandpa would have killed you already. And predicting attacks or something, are you really that proud? Isn't it natural to gain experience after fighting more often?

But listening to the young man's meaning, it seems that the pale-skinned young man is a brain power person.

"Who are you?"

"Hee hee, my name is Zhou An, this is my brother Zhou Ping, a member of this base's vanguard team. Hee hee hee, I heard that your ability is self-healing?"

Zhou An walked towards Bailishin in the mess, and manipulated the thorns to lift Bailishin's arm into his hands.

The thorns receded, and Zhou Sheng carefully stroked his wounded arm.

Suddenly, he pulled hard without warning, and abruptly tore off Bai Lixin's arm.

The feeling of tearing came, although it was not one-thousandth of the strength of the physical body, but Bai Lixin was a disappointment for this wicked young man, and he still had an expression of extreme pain on his face.

Seeing Bailishin's painful expression, the young man laughed happily, and threw his arms far away and circled around Bailishin to examine it.

The pale young man in the distance stared at Bailishin's arm with burning eyes. Bailishin's arm was torn off, but he began to slowly build bones, meridians, and flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, A complete white arm reappeared on the left arm that was empty just now.

At this time, Bai Lixin was already sweating profusely on his forehead.

"Great, he is an advanced self-healing power, brother, bring him to my laboratory."

"Didn't that person just say that the scientists at the base have all been killed?"

"Killing them is naturally because those wastes are incompetent. All of them combined are not as good as me alone, so when it comes to researching drugs, I alone are enough." The pale boy smiled and told his brother. With a wink, he left first.

Bai Lixin did not break free, and let the boy carry himself to the laboratory.

The laboratory at this base is much larger than the one in the memory of this body. There are many small rooms on the corridor, and the walls are made of bulletproof glass. Bai Lixin looked sideways at these experimental areas. One corpse after another.

The body of the alien corpse infected by the alien corpse virus began to undergo obvious changes, the limbs became longer, the skin became rough, the body grew taller, but the facial features did not change significantly. They are not as disgusting, filthy and lacking in thought as in zombie movies. These alien corpses have their own aesthetics and their own thinking.

In other words, once a human being is infected by the alien corpse virus, it is as if another soul has deprived the body of the body and becomes a brand new individual. Although the alien corpse uses the human body, it has long lost the human memory and soul.

The alien corpse in the glass cover was imprisoned inside, naked and festering.

What's the difference between a power user with self-healing ability and these zombies who are imprisoned in a glass cover with no freedom at all?

[Help me interpret Zhou An's memory. ]

[As per your order, Master Host. ]

Zhou An's memory began to pass into Bai Lixin's mind with the systematic interpretation. Zhou Ping and Zhou An were twins obtained by artificial insemination. The alien corpse broke out more than 30 years ago. Also unable to give birth. For this reason, scientists conducted experiments and finally cultivated children who were born with supernatural powers.

It's just that although these children have power that others can't match, they have some problems in their minds.

These cultivated children are bloodthirsty and cruel, but in order to fight against the zombies, although these children are flawed and uncontrollable, they are still activated by humans.

But now more than 30 years have passed, and the people who were prime years have long since grown old, and the leaders who occupy the base are gradually being replaced by these mentally disabled children. Although the alien corpse virus has never been eliminated, although the number of superhumans is far less rampant than it was more than 20 years ago.

In some places, huge bases have been established, and the alien corpses have been driven out, or even slaughtered, and the human war between the strongholds has just begun.

However, the alien corpse in the stronghold where they are located has not been eliminated, and the strength of human beings is only slightly stronger than that of the alien corpse, but it has fallen behind for other large bases.

The teenager kept walking along the way, and brought Bailishin to the laboratory and locked it on the bed.

"Those are the test items that my brother caught for me. I'm committed to the cause of saving mankind, and I do my best, day and night, so as a supernatural person with advanced self-healing ability, I should devote a bit of strength to this cause. "

The teenager put on a white coat, put on a mask, hat, gloves, picked up scissors, and started to cut Bailishin's shirt, revealing the wound that was pierced by thorns just now, "Yes, the wound has healed, it is indeed the most important thing. Good material."

"This look is also very good, calm and fearless, it's great, you will love the feeling of being experimented by me."

The teenager took out a jar of purple liquid from the operating car and came to Bailishin, "This is the corpse poison drawn from the alien corpse, you are a rare body that is both supernatural and immune to corpse poison, don't be nervous, today For the first time, let's try the ability of immunity to corpse virus first, I will collect some data and we will continue tomorrow."

Zhou Ping said to himself, pushing the corpse poison into Bailishin's veins.

"Zhou Ping, you never thought about pushing me such a large tube of alien corpse blood. What if I can't purify the mutation myself?"

"Isn't it better to mutate? Your value will be more prominent. Baby, you are now a human body. Even if I study the corpse vaccine, I have to face the body with corpse poison. Although Zhou An captured this for me There are many alien corpses, but they have no self-healing ability. Every time I inject a vaccine, their heart beats instantly, and their eyes are bloodshot.

Zhou Ping stroked Bai Lixin's forehead and smiled extra sweetly, "The progress of mankind is destined to be great only if someone succeeds and sacrifices, baby, you will become the great man indispensable to human evolution, human beings will not forget yours."

[Interpretation of memory. ]

[As ordered! ]

Zhou Ping's memory also entered Bailishin's mind.

As the saying goes, it is better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. Although this base is only at a medium level, I have never thought of merging with the base next to it.

In order to strengthen his own strength, the leader kept absorbing abilities, and as the number of people increased, the food was decreasing day by day.

At this time, Zhou Ping put forward the statement "natural selection, survival of the fittest". Only the strong who are valuable to the base have the value of continuing to survive, and the others can only be used as nutrients for the base.

It was Zhou Ping who made this statement, which became the trigger for the massacre of civilians at the base.

In order to save the good and the bad, the leader of the base ordered to kill all those old, weak, sick and disabled who had made great contributions to the base 30 years ago.

Among those killed, most of them even provided sperm or eggs for these young people, and scientists are also their reconstructive parents.

In other words, these people killed their "parents" with their own hands!

After reading the memory gradually, Bailishin looked at Zhou Ping and Zhou An as if he were dead.

The memory of the system interpretation can only go so far. It seems that it is impossible to obtain information about the false gods from these mortals. Since there is no value, he does not need to play with these two people anymore.