Another reason why the cellular memory obtained after phagocytosis has zài errors is the gravitational environment of the third stage world. Su Hao can suppress Saka the Ripper on the Red Dragon Planet, also because of environmental factors. This point cannot be controlled by him, nor can he change it, he can only improve it as his strength continues to increase.

With the first success, there is naturally a second.

The heavy rain did not stop until the next afternoon, and the ground was full of water. The sunlight released from behind the thick clouds was very dazzling, making Su Hao feel extremely uncomfortable. Leaning against the shadow of the cave, he squinted, and it took several minutes for him to get used to the sudden light, take a few deep breaths of moist and fresh air, and slowly walk out of the cave.

The last three Lavonine solutions were not wasted, Su Hao grabbed the three corpses wandering in the wilderness, or the same technique cut the muscles, sawed the bones, the short-term weak current temporarily paralyzed the nerve center, and the putrid hormone extracted from the brain was still of "average" quality. Although it has not yet reached the "excellent" level that Su Hao wants, as far as the human market is concerned, it is already a rare and valuable resource that can even be said to be priceless.

When money began to circulate in civilized society, money became the standard for measuring specific value. Whether it is gold or banknotes, whether it is the earth or the third stage world, the status of the rich is always much higher than that of the poor.

These three parts of putrefaction hormones can bring Su Hao extremely high benefits. However, he didn't plan to put three parts of the hormone out in a short period of time. It's dangerous to do that, Su Hao is just a three-star dark hunter. He might be lucky enough to get a copy of the putrefaction hormone, or maybe even better enough to get a second one. But if there were a third or fourth copy of the putrid hormone that entered the market from his hands, no one would believe that it was a coincidence, or it could simply be explained by the word "luck". Even a fool knew that Su Hao must have found some kind of method, or some kind of tool that could directly extract the putrid hormone. It's almost a good deal, and the putrid hormones you get are at least of "average" quality. With such a person, the nobles of the empire will scramble so much that they will directly tear him to pieces.

The dark world will also not let Su Hao go, because the rotten bacteria hormone must be extracted from the dark creatures, which means that you have killed too many of us.

The only thing that made Su Hao feel dissatisfied was his physique.

The potion injected into the body did have a greatly strengthening effect. Su Hao felt that he had become stronger than before. However, he couldn't tell if he had become a true gamma-level evolutionary? This ascension is nowhere near as good as when you evolved from alpha to beta. In short, the feeling is not very strong and not so shocking.

Yes, you can manipulate the flame yourself. But it was just a spark, a finger-sized flame at most. In terms of specific functions, it can also replace a lighter to light a cigarette, but when it comes to releasing a frenzied fire to burn the opponent alive...... It's just a joke and it sounds funny.

Su Hao doesn't know why things turned out like this?

Every step he took was according to the recipe on the hedron slab. There are no cuts to the ingredients and no problems with the recipes. If the reason must be investigated, I am afraid that the quality and purity of the material are insufficient.

The difference between the third stage world and the earth and the red dragon planet is too great. On Earth, the spars that Su Hao obtained from mutated organisms were all white, and there was almost no difference in purity and volume. On the Red Dragon Planet, there are two types of hedrons obtained from mutant humans: white and yellow. The purest hedron is none other than the ones obtained from the Giant Mutants, the Ripper Saka's men. The impact of the gravity environment of the Red Dragon Planet on the earth's products is far less obvious than that of the third stage world. Su Hao had brought a large number of putrid hormones to the Red Dragon Planet at that time, and he also had enough time to find a new container. It is no exaggeration to say that the rotten hormones brought from the earth are of excellent quality, but they are after all items from another world. Even though they are liquids, even if they do survive to the present day, the molecular structure has changed.

For a variety of reasons, the Earth and the Red Dragon Planet could provide enough material to make Su Hao a beta-level evolutionary, but it was not enough to maintain this advantage until the third stage of the world. Here he has nothing but to start from scratch.

Of course, Earth and the Red Dragon Planet will definitely send reinforcements constantly. Judging from the current situation, this kind of reinforcement is at most to expand the group of supporters around Su Hao, but it cannot change the real strength of the comparison. The powerhouses on the Red Dragon Planet are just ants here. And what puzzled Su Hao the most was that the people here could actually gain strength through guò continuous growth. This is equivalent to the average person on the planet being trained to become the best warriors. There is never even a talk of a "genetic drug" here.

The potion injected yesterday was indeed made according to a gamma-grade formula. But what the actual effect is, Su Hao really can't judge. He could only consider himself already a gamma-level evolutionary. Of course, if there is a chance to get a spar with higher purity and a better quality putrid hormone, Su Hao does not mind mixing it again and injecting a stronger potion.

……

In the preset camp closest to the outside of Redstone City, Su Hao disguised himself again according to the method last time.

He's just an ordinary dark hunter. Although Gao Mo appreciated Su Hao very much, Gao Mo was a high-ranking member of the Hunter Guild after all, not an ordinary deacon or director. This difference in identity determines that it is impossible for Gao Mo to stay in Redstone City all the time. What's more, the last time it was just a transaction, and Gao Mo gave Su Hao all the things he wanted. He didn't owe Su Hao anything, just left a secret communication number, and at the same time told Su Hao: "If you encounter trouble that is difficult to solve, you can find me." ”

The implication is that if it's not a big deal, don't bother me with boring questions. The big guys usually don't talk to death, leaving a little room for both sides to imagine. It's like you're just a small clerk in your unit, just in time for the country's prime minister to come down to inspect, and on a whim, you don't follow the prescribed route, and you walk into your office completely out of accident. Of course you're going to get excited, you're going to be at your best, and the Prime Minister might be smiling, patting you on the shoulder and giving you encouragement like "good job, boy."

You will definitely feel that your fighting spirit will be high from now on, and even your whole life will change because of it. But if you think that the officials above will give you more benefits because of this, or even get an official position, then you are very wrong. Although the chances of this kind of thing happening are very small, you will never become an acquaintance of the big people, and they will soon forget about you, just like a stranger who asks you for an errand, and the intersection between you and him is limited to the matter itself, and you will not even remember his name at all.

Redstone is a city of sin, and no one knows what will happen in the next moment. Although Su Hao is more or less a resident there, he himself does not dare to guarantee that it will be safe every time he goes.

Camouflage is an indispensable procedure, and Su Hao can enter the city without others noticing, and make sure that his living area is safe, and then move on to other things.

Both of his companions died, and Su Hao had to be cautious. It may be ridiculous to be overly careful, but in any case, it is better to be cautious than to rush forward stupidly and die in vain.

Columbarium sap is still one of the essential props. The swamp-growing plant must be pressed and the sap neutralized with talcum powder before it can be used. During this time of waiting for the juice to turn sticky, Su Hao took out the cotton ball prepared in advance as usual, and prepared to stuff it into the deepest part of the corners of his mouth on both sides like last time. In this way, the two pieces under the cheekbones will be raised, the face will not look so thin, and even destroy the handsome and perfect cheeks, making Su Hao's appearance tend to be ordinary people, rather than more eye-catching than fashion models, and people will not forget Jì's cool and handsome appearance when they see it.

Su Hao had already pinched the cotton ball on his fingertips, and just as he opened his mouth to stuff this ball of soft white substance into it, he suddenly felt that the muscles on his face were squirming.

It feels real, and it's not just a momentary change. It lasted for nearly half a minute, and Su Hao was sure that he was not using any relevant abilities, but the squirming of his facial muscles continued like this. It was as if a bunch of bugs were lying on their faces and moving back and forth, covered in skin, writhing and crisscrossing with impunity.

The terrible feeling gradually slowed down until it disappeared completely.

Su Hao put away the white cotton ball in his hand, he sat in place in a daze, the wind kept blowing his slightly long hair, and he sat stiff for a few minutes, Su Hao reached into his pocket with a trembling hand, took out a cigarette and a lighter, and took out one and lit it. Even such a simple action found it difficult for him. My hands were shaking all the time, and whether I was taking out a cigarette or pinching a lighter, I had lost my agility and agility. Instead of using the ability to manipulate flames he had just acquired, Su Hao slammed the lighter with force, effort, and clumsiness. The chic and skillful movements of the past seem to have been completely forgotten, he can't make these movements accurate, and he doesn't even know what to do after pulling the lighter?

Approach a cigarette and light it?

Or let go of your thumb and let the flame go out?

Finally, a faint spark lit up in the wilderness. In the gray day, this little bit of light can only be described as insignificant. Su Hao inhaled the cigarette slowly and hard, and each puff of smoke had to linger in his lungs for a long time before it spewed out heavily between his mouth and nose. The fragrance of nicotine seemed to have lost its stimulating effect, Su Hao couldn't feel excited, and his mind still seemed numb. His dark black eyes silently stared at the vast wilderness, scanning aimlessly for a long time, but the focus of his gaze fell on the middle of a waterhole a few meters away.

It was actually just a small puddle of no more than a few square meters. The calm water surface is like a mirror, clearly reflecting Su Hao's figure.

A tremor surged violently throughout Su Hao's body. He took several puffs of cigarette before his trembling nerves were suppressed and became tolerable. However, the moment his eyes made contact with the puddle, Su Hao once again felt that his nerves seemed to have lost their restraints, dazed, panicked, and afraid...... Too many negative emotions are popping up from the depths of my mind, trapping myself and not being able to break free.

He saw another face, the face of the dark killer Su Ziming.

The water in the pit is shallow, but the projection is absolutely realistic. This principle of light and shadow refraction is not complicated, and the source and medium are just the most real connection between the imager himself and the mirror image of the water surface. Su Hao knew that this would never be wrong, but he just couldn't accept this damn fact.

It wasn't me, it wasn't Su Hao, it was another stranger who was devoured by me and became a part of my body.

Fear and anger didn't last long. Soon, Su Hao found that the image on the water surface had regained his original appearance.

It's magical.

Very spooky.

This completely goes against Su Hao's common sense of biological logic.

Obviously, this change is not sudden, but has a sufficient basis for explanation. Su Hao devoured the dark killer Su Ziming, and from the concept of cell fusion, Su Hao also had Su Ziming's genes. The continuation of biological characteristics is not just a simple reproduction as the only means. As long as your own cells can accept it, and there is a perfect balance between the outsider and the ontology, you are me, and I am you.

Why did I suddenly change my appearance?

This kind of thing had never happened before, even after devouring Su Ziming, it was the first time it had appeared. Nothing happens for nothing. What are its basic triggers?

Why now, not before, later, or some other time?

Su Hao saw the ash flower juice placed next to the backpack in the alloy cup.

Is it because I want to disguise and trigger the foreign gene hidden in the cell?

Will it be influenced by the brain's thinking, which will lead to change?

Yes, it must be thinking. Otherwise, why did I become Su Ziming when I wanted to change my appearance? And when you feel fear, you turn back into yourself?

This change was very steady, and it wasn't until a few hours later that Su Hao was finally convinced that he did have the ability to shapeshift.

Of course, it's not a "transformation" like in the movie where a machine and a person turn into a car. It's more of a camouflage that can only change the basic appearance. Su Hao felt that he had become Su Ziming, but it was actually just an illusion. That powerful dark killer left an extremely deep impression on Su Hao, so much so that when he saw the mirror image of the water surface, Su Hao felt that it was a real and unmistakable change. In fact, the physiognomy changes caused by muscle deformation are at most 60% approximation, and not all details are exactly the same.

Obviously, this is the effect of Haig's blood channeling.

Perhaps, the last time I went back to the city, the cells had already caused the muscles to change. The only difference is that at that time, the absorption of Haig's blood was very low, especially the gene fusion, and it still took time to run in. Now, the set of cells that change the appearance has been done very well, although it is not 100% the same, it can also meet Su Hao's requirements.

It's a pretty useful, very special skill. Su Hao never thought that this kind of thing would happen to him. Although he was also curious about Haig's devouring ability, subconsciously, he still felt that he was human, and Haig could only be regarded as half human at best.

There is no need for ashes anymore. Su Ziming, who is 60% similar, will definitely not be regarded as Su Hao. When you want to change back to your original appearance, you only need to control it through your brain. Whether it changes or turns back, the brain is the only determinant.

……

Red Rock still hasn't changed. The bustling crowd was still so crowded, everyone looked around with wary and wary eyes, and the smiles on their faces were very fake, but they looked sincere. Here, even children of a few years old are at risk. They're not naïve, and they're not dolls that can be driven by just a few pieces of candy. They were even raised with human flesh from an early age, the difference is only that someone prefers to drink soup and someone prefers to gnaw bones.

Su Hao chose to return to the bar when the sun had just risen. Unlike the bazaar, which is bustling from morning to night, the alleys outside the "Silver Arrow" are quiet. The inhabitants are accustomed to partying all night long, and business between women and men mostly takes place in the evening. As far as the eye can see, the streets are littered with discarded garbage, doors and windows are closed, and a few drunken guys huddle in the corners of the street. They slept very deeply, snoring like thunder, and they couldn't notice Su Hao walking by. Perhaps, the drunkard's mind is still hovering around the most interesting things such as wine, women, and gold coins.

He could already see the signboard of the "Silver Arrow" tavern, but Su Hao slowed down and pulled out the assault rifle that was diagonally inserted in his backpack with his backhand.

The door to the bar is wide open.

Su Hao has been a cousin in "Silver Arrow" for many months, and he knows the work and rest system of the bar very well. At this time, the bar is never open, and even if you are transporting food and goods, you will only choose noon or afternoon. What's more, instead of being pushed open towards the inside, the bar door is now completely shattered, leaving only the bottommost part of the door, which is about twenty centimeters high, which is connected to the threshold.

Su Hao didn't rush in, he dodged and hid in the shadows on the side of the alleyway, holding his breath, letting go of all the tentacles of his thinking and consciousness, and silently exploring every corner around him.

There were no ambushers, and no weapons such as guns were aimed in this direction. Most of the people in the surrounding rooms were sleeping soundly, only a couple of men and women on the third floor on the side and a couple on the first floor opposite, who were getting up early in bed. The similarity lies in the fact that in both rooms, the man took the initiative, and the woman was awakened from her sleep, very reluctantly, and did not even want to open her eyes, but just muttered a slurred curse in her mouth, allowing the man to lie on her body and force back and forth.

Although he was sure that there was no danger, Su Hao still didn't dare to be careless.

He smelled a thick smell of blood. The source of this is the inside of the two forcibly smashed doors of the "Silver Arrow" bar.