"Concentrate ......"

"Imagine a stone ......"

"The stone is black with white stripes on it......"

……

The voice of the deputy head seeped into the eardrums in an endless whisper.

- Miss your sister's stone!

This world is either sand or stone.

It is said that the expansion of the sun has dried the earth, and there is no sea.

The world is already so cruel, can't you think of something good!

Zheng Yi concentrated on recalling the pothos in his office.

He saw the condensed droplets of water on the leaves, and saw the veins and mesophyll. I saw the stomata on the mesophyll and the scaly-like thin-walled structure inside...... Then his vision expanded, and Zheng Yi saw a high school biology lab, where young people in school uniforms were learning to use microscopes.

He saw himself.

The whole person was quiet.

Zheng Yi retracted his memories, the light in front of him dissipated, and he returned to the real world again.

He didn't look around, but he felt that everyone was looking at him.

The deputy head of the regiment walked up to Zheng Yi, took off the skull mask, and stared at Zheng Yi's eyes.

His emotions are mixed.

When Zheng Yi had just been injected with the genetic potion, he thought that this slave would dissolve into the light, and there would not even be a struggle. After a full three seconds, Zheng Yi's figure was still standing in the light, not even expanding.

The deputy head of the regiment had a glimmer of hope, and vaguely felt that Zheng Yi could surprise him—just like when the old dog was rescued.

However, the mutation suddenly occurred.

The light diffused from the slave's body converged back, and he didn't change.

It never occurred to the Deputy Head that anyone would be able to directly withstand the Sequence 2 Gene Agent.

It's a challenge to common sense.

All people, without exception, are injected from sequence 9, adaptation, fusion, and then injection of sequence 8, sequence 7...... Being able to hold on to sequence 6 is already a strong man on the dominant side.

Like the legion commander lying there.

Seeing that the bright light in Zheng Yi's eyes was restrained and his dark brown pupils were restored, the deputy head knew that the man in front of him had completely controlled the changes brought about by the genetic medicine.

He was no longer an ordinary person, not even a transcendent being, but an almost divine being.

Heaven testifies that the deputy head of the regiment just wants to create a sequence 2 level runaway body!

He sincerely wanted to obtain a runaway body, so that after using it, everyone could kill it and retrieve the Legion's most precious treasure, the Sequence 2 Gene Elixir.

Now I've actually made a Sequence 2!

This rank is called an angel in some places, what to do?

- Do you want to kneel?

The deputy head of the regiment was extremely entangled in his heart.

Zheng Yi stood still.

He was free to change his vision—vision.

The whole world becomes stark and abstract. The air becomes viscous and visible, and different gases show different colors. All life has lost its flesh and blood and has become a body of light attached to its own form.

There were eighty-two warriors, each of whom was a red shadow wrapped in a black shell.

This is the spirit body.

There were seven slaves here, each with a five-colored stream of light surging through their bodies.

This is the soul that has not yet coalesced into a spirit body.

The Legion Captain on the table was redder, but the entrails were covered in black and green cords of light. Judging by his spiritual pulsations, he was on the verge of extinction. Compared with those vigorous warriors, it is particularly obvious.

Zheng Yi's enhanced perception also told him that this place was full of despair and death.

The red shadow in front of him, second only to the depth of the Legion Commander, was a cut shorter.

Zheng Yi's eyelids blinked, and his normal vision returned.

He saw the deputy head kneeling in front of him.

From the deputy head of the regiment's originally calm and indifferent eyes, Zheng Yi read awe and regret.

- I'm sorry, I'm fine.

Zheng Yi made a joke with himself, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The deputy head of the regiment looked up at Zheng Yi, because of this smile was dull. The spiritual power of the storm swept through his brain, leaving him with an empty head, and the whole world only had this smile.

Zheng Yi himself felt a little dizzy. He sensed that his spiritual power was radiating outward without reservation, like an open valve.

"Please, please, save the captain of the regiment ......" The deputy regiment commander realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly lowered his head, fantasizing about a stone in his mind, recalling the black and white lines on the stone. To his horror, he found that on the back of his hand, a tuft of long, stiff black hair had grown.

I just lost my mind for a short time, and I almost caused my genes to go out of control!

In an uproar, all the soldiers near the square table knelt down on one knee, hanging their heads and not daring to look directly at Zheng Yi.

Only the soldiers with their backs to Zheng Yi still stuck to their posts, trembling all over, not daring to turn back.

In this world, respecting the strong is respecting one's own life.

Zheng Yi was so focused on reining in the leaked mental power that he didn't have to be distracted to speak. He searched in his mind for a way to control this power, and finally let the speed of mental power leak out decrease.

It's just a dozen seconds, it's like having done several major surgeries.

"Your Excellency......" The deputy commander hung his head: "The vultures are about to break through the city defenses, and without the commander of the corps, we can all die here...... Except, of course, you. He forced himself to raise his head, but when he saw Zheng Yi's chest, he immediately lowered his gaze.

"The vultures have two great warriors from Sequence 6. Without the regimental commander, we would not have been able to resist. The deputy head of the regiment said in a trembling voice.

Zheng Yi realized that the language barrier that had plagued him for many days had been solved, and he naturally spoke the local language as soon as he opened his mouth:

"Get out of the way."

The deputy head of the regiment hurriedly got up and bowed his back and stepped aside.

Zheng Yi's steps were vague, as if he was floating. He walked up to the Legion Commander and waved his hand almost instinctively.

The black-green shadows that wrapped around the legion's internal organs were instantly dispelled into obscurity, as if they had never existed.

There is no darkness in the world, but darkness is only because the light has not yet arrived.