No matter how interested Dr. Zareth was in a Daredevil's corpse, after seeing the Daredevil's face up close, Lydia had always felt furry, always feeling that the Daredevil would tear open the shroud and jump up and tear himself to pieces. So Lydia went to sleep on the second floor of the safe house alone, leaving Ding Hao alone in the living room with the two corpses.

Anyway, Ding Hao looks like he is not afraid of heaven and earth, he shouldn't mind, right? Thinking about it, Lydia, who was curled up in her sleeping bag, gradually fell asleep.

Of course Ding Hao won't care, in fact, Ding Hao can't wait for Lydia to go to bed quickly, otherwise how can he have time to make some dangerous goods.

Put on a gas mask first, and then Ding Hao found an iron bucket, cut open the pustule dug up from the body of the escapee, and squeezed all the liquid inside.

Basal biomass, Use: Unknown.

The information box shows that the liquid in the pustule is called basic biomass, and the basic biomass is pale green, very viscous, almost like grease, Ding Hao squeezed a small half bucket. Then he took out the blood bag that had been in the interface space for several days, and dripped a drop of the red and green glowing blood inside.

The next scene was like a drop of ink staining a vat of water, and the originally pale green viscous liquid instantly turned into a dark green porous and fluffy substance that looked like a sponge when it came into contact with the glowing blood. In less than 30 seconds, the entire iron bucket was filled with the rapidly expanding dark green substance. Ding Hao tapped lightly on the side of the iron bucket with the handle of the dagger, and with a soft sound of the bell, the sponge-like substance in the iron bucket instantly collapsed and turned into an incomparably delicate dark green powder.

Extreme expansion also represents extreme structural instability.

Alpha neurodepressant, highly toxic. Uses: Can be crafted into tactical equipment.

This dark green powder called Alpha Nerve Suppressant is the main substance of gas grenade, and after making Alpha Nerve Suppressant, Ding Hao found that he had three more formulas in his skill interface, namely gas grenade, gas arrow, and gas grenade.

Gas grenade: aluminum ingots, springs, oil, fertilizer, sugar, baking soda, alpha neurosuppressant. - The effect is devastating against small and medium-sized mobs, and it can be a bit overwhelming against large mobs.

Compared with ordinary smoke grenades, the formula of gas grenade is just one more alpha nerve suppressant, Ding Hao rummaged through his interface space, and found that the materials for making gas grenade had been found, so Ding Hao directly made a gas grenade to test the power.

In order to prevent accidents, Ding Hao quietly left the safe house at night and found a place where the ghouls gathered. Looking at the ghouls who were foraging in the distance, Ding Hao opened the safety of the gas grenade and threw it in the direction of the ghouls, the aluminum-shelled gas grenade smashed on the ground and made a series of crisp noises to attract the attention of the ghouls, just when these ghouls came to check, a large cloud of light green gas was released along the hole on the gas grenade, enveloping a large area of ghouls around it, Ding Hao saw that these ghouls just held their throats and struggled frantically for two or three seconds, and then fell to the ground one by one.

To be honest, this power is too terrifying, and Ding Hao, as the producer, is also dumbfounded. After returning to the safe house, Ding Hao made fifteen gas grenades in a row, and did not stop until all the alpha nerve suppressants were exhausted.

After all, this thing is not too little.

When Ding Hao was making the gas grenade, there was a heated argument going on in a secret location southeast of Seattle, and if Ding Hao was present, he would definitely recognize that one of the parties to the argument was Mr. Corpse, who had caused him a lot of trouble.

"Jace, I hope your men are ready, the Volunteers have caused a great disruption to my work, and my trial progress cannot be delayed any longer." Mr. Corpse said in a calm tone to the strong man in front of him, who was at least two meters tall.

This brawny man is Jace, the Marauder Boss of Seattle.

"No, this is impossible, they are a military organization, both in terms of personnel cooperation and weapons and equipment, they are much stronger than us, we can't take the initiative to attack, that is tantamount to looking for death." Jace refuses Mr. Corpse's words. "We can fight guerrilla warfare, or reduce their strength by ambushing their outgoing personnel, and there is no need to fight hard."

"But they have less than 100 people, and yours have more than 500 people, what are you afraid of? Is it all cowardice in your burly body? Mr. Corpse stepped forward and poked Jace in the chest with his finger.

"Are you threatening me? Mr. Corpse, I'm not your subordinate, please don't use what you did to me. Although Jace had a fierce face, he was already a little empty at the moment.

As the leader of the Marauders, Jace's hands were covered in blood, and if anyone dared to speak to Jace like this before, they would have been torn to pieces by the furious Jace in the next second. At this moment, Jace can maintain restraint, completely because the organization behind Mr. Corpse can't be provoked at all, if he has a grudge, then no matter how he escapes to the ends of the earth, he will be found out and then suffer the most terrible torture, he can't survive, he can't die.

"I'm not threatening you." Mr. Corpse stared into Jace's eyes and said, Jace could see Mr. Corpse's blue eyes through the eyeholes in his mask, and Jace suddenly realized that these eyes were so deep that they could even suck people's souls into them. "There's no point in threatening you, I'm just stating my demands. My pilot project has been severely disrupted and the Volunteer stronghold in Seattle must be destroyed as soon as possible. If you can't do it, then I'll go to someone who can. ”

As soon as Mr. Corpse's words fell, Jaston's eyes turned white, and the whole person suddenly collapsed to the ground, and he died of anger. Seeing that his boss died for no apparent reason, the other marauders in the room exploded directly, cursing and drawing their weapons and pointing at Mr. Corpse.

"Hold off, everyone." Mr. Corpse stretched out his hand forward, and with this movement, the marauders in the room suddenly found that their bodies were uncontrollable, and the arm holding the weapon actually hung down on its own. "Listen to me first."

"Your boss is dead, and his place is vacant." Mr. Corpse's words carried a different kind of allure, "My request is the same as just now, to destroy the stronghold of the Volunteers as soon as possible, and whoever can do this will be the new leader of the Marauders." ”

"Why should we listen to you?" A marauder said unconvinced. "You're not our boss!"

"There's no why, because you don't have a choice." Mr. Corpse snapped his fingers, and the marauder was horrified to see that his arm automatically held the pistol against his jaw, and then pulled the trigger.

With a bang, the ceiling was splattered with blood.

"Before sunset tomorrow, I hope to see the Volunteers' stronghold reduced to rubble in the flames." With a wave of his hand, Mr. Corpse uncontrolled the bodies of all the marauders in the room, "Remember, don't let me down, or you'll do it at your own peril." ”

The marauders in the room ran away in an instant, these people were the leaders of Jace's raiding group, it was not difficult to gather his men to start a war, and the fear of Mr. Corpse and the yearning for power made them exert 200% of their energy. As for Jace, who is lying on the ground and still not cold, who is he? Who cares!

"What a bunch of garbage." Watching the Marauder run clean, Mr. Corpse sat down in the seat that once belonged to Jace, scrutinizing his palm. Mr. Corpse is also an evolutionary, and a rare mind-control class among spell-type abilities. Mr. Corpse can control and even kill enemies through mental power, and this ability has no way to defend itself, but can only be resisted by his own mental power.

To put it simply, the weak-willed have no resistance at all, and only those tough guys with a strong will as hard as iron can not be afraid of this ability. As for these predators who eat, drink, and have fun, kill people and set fire to make a living, if they can resist Mr. Corpse's spiritual attack, it would be a fantasy.

When looking at his palm, Ding Hao's figure reappeared in Mr. Corpse's mind.

"Why, why can't I feel your soul?" Mr. Corpse clenched his fists tightly, his bloodless knuckles making a series of crunching sounds.