The smell of corpse decay wafted in the breeze.

The letter had already arrived at the first place, and at first glance it was not the scene that he had "seen". But Shin doesn't know exactly how long ago that scene was, so it doesn't stop me from going in and taking a look.

What if it is discovered?

The houses here look like residential buildings, in twos and threes. Some have been damaged and unlikely, while others have remained intact.

Shin went to the damaged house first, as it was empty and there were few places to hide, reducing the possibility of a sneak attack.

"Click, click......"

Stepping on the broken glass and moving slowly, I didn't hear even the sound of monsters, not even the slightest smell of rotting corpses.

It's much cleaner than the letter thinks.

After some unsuccessful searching, the letter entered the house.

If you step on a wooden board and make a "crunching" sound, you will break if you don't know the next step.

But the letter is not false at all, isn't it just a wooden plank, I've seen the floor and I'm afraid of this?

Small scenes.

Slowly came to the second floor, where many of the planks were broken, hole by hole. It's more like a place to put your belongings, and there's a room.

"Squeak—"

Slowly turning the handle to push it open, there was a screeching sound, and the door hinges were badly rusted. But more importantly, there is the smell of corpses.

The letter opened a cabinet, emitting a musty and rancid stench. A shriveled corpse lay in it.

He curled up as if he had encountered something terrible. The head of the credit gun fiddled with the corpse, but there were no injuries. It's as if I've suffocated myself.

It is estimated that it has never been far from ten, because I was afraid of hiding inside, so I never went out again.

But judging by the results now, that frightening thing is no longer here.

Even monsters don't want to stay here, it's really "no man's land".

Shin cleaned up the bed in his room and lay down on it, now to get some rest.

……

In an operating room with only shadowless light. A man in a surgical gown is busy.

A figure covered in a sterile towel lay on it, revealing a pair of white and flawless feet and an empty chest.

The surgeon, with only a pair of glasses in his right eye, shows how the various subtle blood vessels have been spliced together.

There were no indices on the connected instrument, and there was no doubt that it was an incomplete corpse.

What is this doctor doing? Why make a big deal about a corpse? How did this corpse come from?

The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt that the time was almost up.

The switch was pressed and the ceiling opened. A robotic arm protrudes from it, and a container is in its hand.

It turned out to be a heart!

This heart is a little different, it's a little smaller, but it's still beating.

The frequency is fast and full of power.

"Uhhh

The top of the container rotates automatically and opens after removing some gas.

The doctor's hands trembled, revealing his emotional instability. Take a deep breath and resolutely take out your heart.

Put it on that empty chest, and the unbelievable happened.

Those blood vessels are connected to the heart as if they were alive. These blood vessels, which look like blood vessels, are actually mechanical.

It is a machine with a special composition that makes people feel like they are alive, and it is the perfect material for connecting the internal structures of the human body.

That's right, this doctor is the creator. Lying down is a humanoid that is about to be completed.

And it is the closest human form to a human being. The significance of this is not something that can be solved in a few words, and her appearance will cause the whole world to shake.

The machinery has been completely connected to the heart, and the blood in the body has begun to circulate under the heart's pumping function.

The instrument has changed at the beginning, and the values on it are changing in the normal direction.

The body also has a little warmth, adding a bit of rosy to the otherwise white and flawless skin.

But this is only the first step, and there is still a key part of the body that needs to be perfected.

Cerebrum.

This is the most difficult step.

The creators made significant adjustments to the preparations used in the "resurrection instrument". Simulating the odds of success on the instrument, but it didn't work well and didn't meet her requirements.

Maybe this is a kind of paranoia, no matter how good you do, if you can't achieve the goals you set, you will fail.

The creator wanted to create a preparation that didn't just restore brain function, she wanted to strengthen it. Actions are carried out without the help of pre-set commands, computers, or cores.

It's about being the dominant being, able to control the core, and thinking as fast as a computer.

This kind of reinforcement, it seems that only the royal family's "Saint Luo" has this technique.

It seems that it is time for someone to return the favor.

The creator thought for a moment, took off his gloves, and picked up an encrypted communicator to call.

"Hey, it's me. Prepare a case of Class A boosters, now. The creator's voice was cold.

And far away in the southeast of the main city of the royal family.

A middle-aged man with a stubble on his face sat in his seat, a murderous face frowning.

He wears a red and black military uniform with a crown pin. Broad shoulders and medium build. The slightly old face is still refreshed, and the eyes are extremely sharp.

He is Ouyang Wu, Ouyang Sheng's father. He is the commander of the royal family's "Assault Tiger" troops, and the leader of a strong force that can be on a par with the "Hidden Dragon" troops.

"No problem, things will arrive in a day."

The sound reached the creator's ears, and the two hung up the communication. Because of the identity issue, the matter between the two must be kept strictly confidential.

Of course, it doesn't matter to the creator, it is Ouyang Wu who can be affected.

The commander of the "Hidden Dragon", Nalan Zhi, advocated a tough approach against the "Redeemer", with the aim of seizing the technology of the humanoid form. Ouyang Wu scoffed at it, but did not say it explicitly.

At this time, if he is found to be in contact with the creator of the "Redeemer", then his identity as a commander will also come to an end. Because Ouyang Wu knew that there were a lot of undercover agents around him.

Ouyang Wu is a smart man, so on the surface, he has created an image for himself, accustomed to his son, and loves his subordinates.

This is something that everyone knows, and even the head of the royal family can't help it. After all, the merit is there, and people have the right to do it.

Over time, people have become accustomed to what Ouyang Wu did.

Isn't it just a Class A booster, a little meaning?

Ouyang Wu turned on the communicator and contacted a friend of the "Shengluo" genetic project.

"Lao Wu! What are you going to do? There was a bored voice from the other side.

"Ahem! A box of Class A Booster, now. ”

"!! Get lost! ”

Then he hung up.

Ouyang Wu flicked his eyebrows, and he was not in a hurry, and put down the communicator. Fingers keep tapping on the tabletop.

"Knock knock!"

"Come in."

"Commander...... So what...... Dr. Liubao sent a box of A-grade boosters for you to take it easy. "The adjutant was a tall man, and despite a long scar on his face, it was not difficult to see that he was handsome.

Thor, the deputy commander of the "Assault Tiger" force, is also Ouyang Wu's right-hand man and confidant.

"Well, got it. You send it to that place, and its whereabouts must be kept secret. ”

Thor straightened his face: "Is that the person?" ”

"Hmm."

"Leave it to me, promise to complete the mission!"

"Let's go down."

Sol saluted Ouyang Wu.

He also knew about it, because he and Ouyang Wu had been saved by the creator, although they had different positions and couldn't help themselves, but the kindness still had to be repaid. Besides, he doesn't hate "redeemers" either.

The "Redeemer" has a team in the royal family, but the identity is tight, and only two people know about it.

Because their identity information was still handled by Ouyang Wu and Sol.

It is a six-member idol team called "Flower of Hope".

"Commander, Dr. Liubao has brought Ouyang Wu a box of A-grade boosters." A masked man in a black leotard said into the communicator.

"Got it, keep watching." A charming voice rang out.

"Yes!"

In the main building of the "Hidden Dragon" territory, Nalan Zhi was wearing a red tight-fitting leather jacket, stepping on the head of a naked man and drinking red wine.

"Tell me to go down and train well. Now it's time to act. ”

"Yes!" A figure in the doorway looked indifferently at the scene before him, and then withdrew.

……

On this night, many things happened, but none of them had anything to do with faith for the time being.

Shin was sleeping soundly at this time.

Know the next morning.

“5：30”

Shin got up on time and ate a little to pad his stomach. and left the area.

Open the terminal and find the next location, but it's a little far away.

"I knew I had driven that jeep." I regret it a little, who would still run there if I had a car.

Can you drive and run, aren't you sick?

So I regret it now, and I hope to touch a few people from other forces, preferably bad guys, so that there will be no psychological burden to grab it.

On the way, Shin saw nothing moving, as if there was no other life force here but him.

Shin had never encountered such a situation, so he was a little confused, but at the same time raised his vigilance.

"Dididi-"

The messenger of the letter suddenly rang, and he was startled.

"Where?"

This is a message from Hotaru.

"It's still in D7, and I guess I'm going to stay here for a long time."

"That's good, the creator sent me a notification just now."

"Is it about me?"

The letter is now a little agitated.

"No, let me tell you, stay in one place and don't move."

"Gone?"

"It's gone."

"Okay......"

"Hmm."

At the end of the correspondence, the letter was in a somewhat melancholy mood.

Now that thing is really like a magic barrier, as soon as there is news, it becomes very abnormal.

Patting his face, the letter moved on.

After a long time, I finally heard the voice I hadn't heard for a long time.

"Whew!!"

A zombie lunged at the letter.

The corners of Shin's mouth slowly rose.

"I miss you! Little brother! ”

The letter aimed the gun at it.