"Hey...... Master. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

A remote community far away from Rr City, a simple cement house.

"How's he doing?" There is a landline, but the people in the room do not choose to use the landline to communicate, and there are intermittent subtle sounds in the handheld.

"The mental value was measured, and his value was the same as before taking the 'original drug'." The gray-haired old man used his free hand to straighten the slightly slanted black bow tie in front of his collarbone.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while: "...... Failed? ”

"Hmm...... Although the young master's physical skills have been significantly enhanced, he has also lost his mind. ”

"So he showed positive signs after taking the 'original dose'?"

"Yes...... I'm afraid it's a problem with the gene source. The old man tugged at the hem of his suit to make it look as neat as possible, "There has never been such a strong mutation in the test subjects who have taken the original medicine before when they test positive signs. “

"Are you questioning the choice I made?"

"Don't dare to ......" Even on the other end of the phone, he bowed slightly, looking respectful, "I just made a more reasonable guess." “

There was silence on the other end of the phone again, "This is trouble......

"The servant thinks ......," said the old man in the guise of the butler, "the action of 'spreading' the gene should be stopped immediately, the servant estimates that the genes of the body have long been mutated, and the virus he is capable of carrying has penetrated into every minute of blood." “

The person on the other end of the phone said tremblingly: "Why do you say this......"

"Because ......" the butler looked at the next room, there was a lot of movement inside, "the young master's face is really not optimistic. “

"You ......" the other swallowed, "Do you think his illness is contagious?" “

"I don't know, but nine times out of ten." The housekeeper recalled the cataclysm in Ww City ten years ago, and it was the natural disaster that made the originally prosperous Ww City as barren as it is today, and it was downgraded to a Z-level city, and the population was forbidden to enter and leave.

"What do you think should be done?"

Obviously, the other party is also aware of the seriousness of the situation, and if it is not completely eradicated now, there will be endless troubles in the future.

"I'm here to tie the young master......"

Without waiting for the housekeeper to finish speaking, he angrily reprimanded the convenience: "Presumptuous!! “

The butler continued in a calm tone: "Young Master, he ...... It's too rushed, sir, you shouldn't have leaked the plan of the 'original elixir' to him. “

"I also hope that he can achieve something! But he didn't do anything all day long! I can only hope that he brings value in this regard......"

"The young master's sanity cannot be restored." The butler earnestly advised, "There is no place for no return, sir. “

The excitement gradually faded from that end: "For the sake of the big picture...... It's up to you. “

"Yes."

"Also, don't let anyone find out about you and the 'original potion' project."

"Please rest assured, I don't leak anything." The housekeeper said, "I will dispose of the young master's body in a deserted place." “

"That's it......" The other party hung up the phone in a gloomy tone.

In a place where the butler could not see, under the brilliant lights of the glass, the boss was participating in a dance party of the upper class.

"How's the plan going?" A man in a formal suit approached nearby.

The boss smiled like a templated business success: "If something goes wrong, it's fine." “

With that, he picked up a dance partner and slowly stepped onto the dance floor to the melodious classical music.

Yes, he didn't mind the death of his son, for him, illegitimate sons and eldest sons were many existences until death, and he didn't have much love for these unruly young people. The sad drama is only to make the steward more faithful to serve his life. It's just that hidden under his smile is also a sense of impatience.

Sure enough, did you make a wrong move......

He gritted his teeth secretly.

Someone with such a powerful ability as 'spreading' should not be the target of gene collection.

The topic returned to this side, the housekeeper hung up the phone, quickly sorted out the steps in his mind, killed people - cleaned up the scene - drove to the barren mountain not far away to throw the body.

Obviously, he was oversimplifying it.

Walking into the bedroom, the person on the bed was held in place with a wide range of ties, and he was struggling, the rough wooden bed creaking and almost breaking apart.

"I'm sorry, young master."

A sharp blade popped out of his sleeve, and the butler slowly approached.

Boom!

The sound of the rope snapping made the butler reflexively take a step back. The young master in front of him struggled to move his head forward, the pupils of his eyeballs shrunk into a point, and the dense lines between the iris that spread out in a circle like burrs destroyed the original shape, protruding from the round pupils of different lengths, and the whites of the surrounding eyes were also covered with shocking black bloodshots.

"Looks like reason has been completely devoured." The butler thought to himself, "This kind of mutation is even worse than those infected people ten years ago......"

Except for the part under the clothes that could not be seen, the young master's whole body was covered with a layer of dark green and black, and if you looked closely, all over his body were discolored granulations, between which there were twisted and deformed burst blood vessels entangled, and there was oily fat that kept coming out, and the layer of skin wrapped in the exterior no longer existed.

"One cut...... Can it be solved? The butler was skeptical, and pulled a pole from his back.

He pointed his staff at the young master's head, the front end of which spread out like a machine, and the fire flickered silently, but the recoil was given, and the butler's right arm trembled slightly.

"Scepter Change."

These unconventional weapons are called 'modified weapons', and they are created by the abilities of a certain type (ability system). Such weapons are now widely used for a variety of military and non-military purposes.

The moment before the gloomy room was lit up by gunfire, the sound of several ropes breaking sounded at the same time, but this was just to tear off the ropes of the limbs, and the young master was full of strength and did something that would never be possible for normal humans.

I saw the wooden bed flip sideways in the air, and the bullets blasted the wooden bed out of hundreds of thin holes.

This is one of the Pillar Staff's abilities, miniature scattershots. The amount of ammunition is theoretically sufficient according to the user's mental power, and as long as you don't use it in a weak state or frequently release extremely strong special moves, you will not lack ammo. This is the reason for most of the weapons to be changed, and the ability to create weapons and their abilities, and the durability and attack power of the weapon depend on the potential mental power of the user himself.

"It's terrible...... the butler was surprised, he very much hoped that the other party could attack at this time, otherwise the young master who was to be alienated would break free from the shackles and run to the outside world, and the consequences would be immeasurable.

The fierce light reappeared, and hundreds of inconspicuous bullets came out of the chamber, drawing more than a hundred waves of air in the air, and the power of this shot was even greater! At the same time, the ropes that bound the young master were all torn, and he fell to the ground on all fours in a prostrate posture, and the sound of the wooden bed being shattered sounded above his head, and the whole bed was shaken to the wall by the powerful impact.

Before the next attack could be triggered, the butler saw that the young master on the ground had tensed his limbs and was ready to attack.

Oops!

The housekeeper has a bad heart, if this young master rushes to him, there is still room for subduation, if the young master breaks out of the window and gives the housekeeper ten legs, I am afraid that he will not be able to catch up.

The next second, the worst happened.

The young master's body is slightly ****, his strength has been accumulated, and his whole body is like an arrow from the string, breaking through the window of the right wall, and the street is outside. The next few bullets failed to catch up, so they could only stick to the wall, looking at the cheetah-like figure below, and gradually moving away on all fours.

Supporting the wall with one hand, he climbed out of the window, and even if the housekeeper's speed was at its limit, he could only chase those glass shards that had not yet landed.

He was no longer in the air with the young master, and he cursed secretly.

"It's over!"