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But according to Vivien's words, those people only knew something very one-sided. For example, the existence of a level 4 mutant at the level of a deep level 4 as a national strategic reserve would never be known to ordinary people.

And with the promotion of information such as newspapers, those people can only know what certain authorities can let them know. And it's still mostly only between level 1 and 2 mutants.

According to a little girl's tone, these two levels of mutants can only be counted as some miscellaneous fish or lackeys. But according to Zhou Wu's speculation, it will not be much worse.

Because there is a very important prerequisite here, the mutant species themselves are few people. Therefore, according to his speculation, the level 1 mutant is definitely a character similar to Frederick and the like he has seen before. Although the level 1 mutants will consume the energy activity in their bodies, most of their ability maintenance methods still rely on their own physical strength, which also explains why Zhou Wu would go hungry after using his abilities.

As for the level 2 mutants, because of the impact of their energy activity and long-term ability on their own physique, they can start to store energy activity in the muscle parts of a certain part of their body in case they use their abilities, which is why Vivien studied the blood of the gods.

According to this Lori, her original research direction was to develop the storage of energy activity of mutant bones, so God's blood is not a so-called blood substance, it is a symbiotic substance that can change bones. The name is only because of the color of the reagent.

Zhou Wu, who heard this, was drinking a glass of milk at the time, and when he heard Vivian's words, he almost didn't spit out the milk in his mouth. Because his first reaction was Venom in Spider-Man, but after carefully asking Lori who smeared ketchup there, he denied his idea again.

There is no other reason, because Vivien in front of her, the creator of the blood of the gods, is herself a victim of the blood of the gods. According to her, the blood of the First God that she used was 100% responsible for her current underage appearance. That is, for now, the blood of the second generation of gods is still harmless to Zhou Wu.

As for the level 3 mutant, when it comes to this topic, the little girl who has been careless is still a lot more serious.

Because according to some accounts, those Level 3 variants are all high-level executives of the company without exception, and she doesn't have a very specific study of them, so it is difficult to judge them at all. But there is one thing that is certain, that is, they are definitely the people in charge of the company and have some influence in the company or organization.

At this point, the topic came to an abrupt end.

That's where the whole breakfast ended. Zhou Wu packed up his things and watched the little Lori who jumped off the chair and got into the laboratory in the garage without looking back.

Putting the dishes away in the sink and washing them slowly, he added a little salt to the pot with the bone broth next to him, and it was almost ready by noon. In order to supplement his thirst for calcium, he could only come up with this method.

The density of the bones was increasing, and Vivien also scraped off the bone meal from the bone armor on his arm and studied it.

The few bottles of calcium tablets he bought on the black market had long since been eaten, which relieved the indirect cramps he had on the night after he fled. The worst thing about this kind of thing is that it is still a prescription drug in the new world (Note 1), so this is also a big headache. His and Vivien's identities meant that the two of them had to avoid places like pharmacies as much as possible.

Using a towel to wipe the water off his hands, Zhou Wu calmly walked upstairs. Unlike other families, the second floor of the house is a bit empty, with a variety of training equipment and some special force measuring devices.

Stepping on the scale and looking at the weight that had obviously gained more than yesterday, he didn't have much senses. Or rather, numbness. The shape of the body has not changed, but the weight of the skeleton is increasing, which is the most fatal thing. This means putting a heavier burden on all aspects of the body, such as the muscles.

The only reason why nothing happened now is not only because of the door that makes his physical fitness good, but also because of the energy activity in his bones that has been accumulated through what he has eaten during this time, which is changing his body. After a simple warm-up, Zhou Wu started today's activities again, exercising muscles and increasing strength.

A plan he had worked with Vivien was brewing somewhere in the neighborhood, waiting for the final harvest.

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In a certain room in the Isbay district, a yellow-faced man with a gloomy face did not hesitate to burn the lighter in his hand and flush it into the toilet bowl after reading a note that inexplicably appeared in front of his door last night.

On the note, the sentence that we can help you be the boss still lingers in his cloudy head.

His name is Tran Ho Bei, Vietnamese. Although the name is not well known to people in the area, another name associated with him has been remembered by the people of the neighborhood for some time. Chen Bowen, his father, is the head of several other Chinese regional gangs in Isbay and the leader of the Vietnamese gang.

But just last week, his father was beaten to death by someone in an underground gambling block in another Chinese area, and his father's right-hand man, a Level 1 mutant named Zhang Fu, then hurriedly took the position of the Vietnamese gang and began to integrate the things in the still messy Vietnamese gang.

Zhang Fu because of his original skills and his strength as a mutant, made it inevitable for him to sit firmly in the position of the Vietnam Gang, even if there were still many people who did not recognize him because of interests. This also made Chen Kebei, who was originally the heir, naturally a thorn in the side of the new boss.

After cleaning up a few of the leaders who were the leaders of Chen Bowen at the beginning, Zhang Fu casually found a few guys who were close to Chen Kebei from the beginning, and Chen Kebei, who originally had some capital confrontation, is now like a tiger with his claws cut off, waiting for the hunter's final judgment.

His own death was only a matter of time, which was clearly seen by Chen Kebei, who was originally planning to surrender. He was going to trade his life for some price, but the contents of the note made him waver a little.

Could it be Zhang Fu's strategy?

The Vietnamese, who was sitting on the sofa and smoking a cigarette, thought to himself, and more and more unwillingness appeared on his face. A lot of things brought by the Vietnamese gang made him reluctant to surrender.

Pressing the half-smoked cigarette into the ashtray on the coffee table, Chen Kebei's eyes flickered.

Wait another three days, there's still enough time. secretly said in his heart, as if he had finally made up his mind to do something big.