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The soul has a taste.

The soul soaked in honey for a long time has a putrid taste, like fermented bean curd, while the soul that has been suffering for a long time is sweet, like fine wine.

Lin Ming has been using 'fermented bean curd' as his staple food for a long time, and 'fine wine' is always hard to find for him, and the only high-grade he can drink is rough 'ale'.

Turbid environments cannot produce pure crops, and in the same way, unclean raw materials cannot produce pure liquor.

But so what?

It doesn't make a difference whether you drink a good drink or get drunk on three or four beers on the side of the street.

When they are confused, who cares about the filthy liquid they drink?

As long as it's cold enough, no one will mind even the poison that pierces the intestines.

Let's get drunk.

Although he was no longer able to stand up, Lin Ming still tried his best to raise his head slightly, so that he could see the unconscious angels in the hall at this moment.

No one here is awake anymore, not even Lin Ming himself.

He had lost so much blood that he was on the verge of death at this moment—a destination he did not reject and did not yearn for.

Especially when he has completed the greatest masterpiece that he can accomplish at his current stage.

What kind of masterpiece is this......

The white wings began to turn black, starting from the roots, as if they were being invaded by a virus, and gradually took over the position.

The process of the lesion was obviously not a pleasant experience, and the body temperature of each of the victims who drank Lin Ming's blood was terrifyingly high, and even with the suppression of 'analgesics', intermittent moans sounded in the hall from time to time.

"I have to say that although the T virus itself is a cheat, its mechanism of action is worth learning from......

While his brain was still awake at this moment, Lin Ming went through the whole process of launching the secret technique just now in his mind again, and he made changes to some small details in the secret technique for this experiment.

That's right, this terrible creature has developed another secret technique.

And it looks like this time it's a secret technique similar to bioweapons.

"There is no way to change the medium touch, after all, there is nothing more direct than drinking blood, and there is nothing else in the 'Heavenly Realm' that can surpass blood in 'quantity' and 'quality' - I have to say, this blood is really a good carrier of spiritual power......"

In the last "Resident Evil" mission, Lin Ming was the biggest winner, or every time he entered the "Resident Evil" plane to go out of the mission, Lin Ming could earn a lot of money.

When he first entered "Resident Evil", Lin Ming got life and gained independence in soul.

The second time he entered "Resident Evil", Lin Ming accidentally created a copycat version of "Undead", and was able to watch a lot of Umbrella Company materials - especially about the T virus, and even secretly swallowed the souls of several scientists.

It can be said that Lin Ming at this moment is an expert in T virus and even virology.

Originally, there was no place for an expert like him to show his strength, because if he wanted to create a T virus, there were no such conditions in the real world.

Because there is no prototype of the T virus in the real world, the fragments of the T virus that exist in the body of some kind of ant do not exist in the real world. Moreover, the "Holy Scripture" will silently give an irresistible whole-body cleanup every time Mo Xie enters and exits the mission world, so if Mo Xie doesn't take the initiative to hide the T virus in the necklace space and bring it out, Lin Ming can't do anything.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, which is what she is talking about.

But things are different now.

What is this place?

'Paradise'!

A place to build a physical body with mental power as a skeleton!

Perhaps it would be extremely difficult for Lin Ming, who had no sense, to make a hand, a foot, or even a bone, because he couldn't observe it all while he was constructing it. Therefore, there are problems with the hands and feet he has constructed, and even the wings.

Like his new hand, if one looks closely, the color of this hand is out of touch with the color of his torso.

Even the bones in his arm were crooked, so much so that he couldn't use the hand for some complex activities.

Producing the seal that represents the 'beginning' is already the most complex thing that this hand can do.

He's just created a pair of hands and feet that can maintain the simplest, most basic functions.

He can't lift his hands, he can't run his legs, and even when he flies, he relies on his mental power to force a stunt.

However, it is much easier to build a virus, the template of the T virus has long been imprinted in Lin Ming's brain, and the construction at this moment is not so much 'building' as 'calling'.

Those crazy scientists have long figured out how to synthesize the T virus in the simplest way.

All Lin Ming has to do is to create a rough pattern in his own body, and the optimization will be carried out by itself.

It only takes five or six minutes to construct a primitive virus, and it can divide hundreds of millions of them, and the more it divides, the more it moves away from the parent in terms of traits, and in the end, it is the 'T virus' that can occupy the right numerical advantage in the population.

Of course, there's nothing wrong with calling it a 'T-virus derivative,' and that's what the people who are actually the umbrella are doing.

With the special environment of the 'Heavenly Realm', the 'native' T virus here has little to do with the original T virus.

It's just that it's more destructive than aggressive.

"Now, it's almost time to recoup some of your money. ”

Lin Ming had been paying attention to the changes in the angels in the field, and when he saw that the wings of one of the angels had completely blackened, he knew it was time to take the next step.

At this moment, Lin Ming urgently needs fresh water to moisten his dry sea of knowledge.

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It was as long as a year of trekking in the dark, until the wind whistling in his ears pierced him to the point where he could not hear the sound of chanting, until his spirit seemed to be stretched into an infinitely extended line.

Uncle Ma's vision was blurred, as if he had been separated by a layer of fog, and even the candle flame in front of him was covered with a mosaic-like lattice.

It's just that his mouth still recites inexplicable scriptures and sings loudly the names of the saints and sages.

Roaring, taking a step, and just like that, he walked out of the area where the wind was entrenched.

It's like walking through an invisible barrier, and I can't remember whether the last step was my left or right foot.

The yin wind stopped abruptly, and the miserable ghost cried in the yin wind.

Uncle Ma walked into a world decorated with countless fireflies.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

He shouted the holy name, causing the glow of the cavern to tremble.

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