"What?!"

Yoshida's eyes widened, his shot was clearly targeted, but the bullet fired turned around on the established track.

"You are.." Yoshida's face became gloomy, and he stared at Carlo and said word by word, "The one who is capable?"

Carlo raised his eyebrows slightly, is this world's extraordinary power?

Yoshida threw away the gun in his hand, as if he had given up resistance, and as he spoke, he quietly stepped back.

"Who sent you? Cobra or ?.. S.H.I.E.L.D."

Suddenly, he stumbled under his feet and almost fell, but fortunately he held the experimental table next to him with both hands, but he looked a little embarrassed.

"No matter who you are?" Yoshida seemed to be a little nervous, glared at Carlo and said loudly: "I advise you not to act rashly, one-third of the research results are in my head, and the rest can only be opened with my cooperation.."

Yoshida glanced behind Carlo without leaving a trace, and continued: "Young man, you don't know what kind of existence you have provoked, the power of the Umbrella Corporation is much greater than you think..."

Carlo sighed softly, a faint look of pity on his face.

"Doctor, let's end this non-nutritious topic."

"Ahh

Yoshida let out an exclamation, and his right hand was about to press a hidden button, when suddenly a terrible and strange feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

Hunger, hunger deep in the bone marrow, like a person who has not eaten for days and nights, Yoshida's gaze involuntarily shifted to the ground, where the body of the man he had just shot lay quietly, the broken head, the blood splattered and the brains flowing, but at the moment it exuded an incomparably tempting sweet fragrance.

Delicious!

Yoshida couldn't control his appetite and pounced on it like a wild beast, biting and feasting frantically.

Suddenly, the hunger pangs subsided like a tide, and the sweet smell turned into a strong fishy stench, filling the mouth and nose.

Yoshida came to his senses and looked at the messy corpse in front of him in a daze, the bloody hands, the liver and intestines that were torn out indiscriminately... His stomach twitched violently, and he fell to the ground and vomited.

"What did you do to me?!" Yoshida couldn't help but shout frantically at Carlo, the flesh that had just been eaten, the lunch that had not been fully digested, and then the sour water, until he couldn't vomit anymore, he still couldn't help but feel nauseous and nauseous.

What did he just do? Eat human flesh?!

Yoshida looked at Carlo, his heart was completely occupied by fear, is this guy a demon?

A smile tugged at the corners of Carlo's mouth, and the eyes that had been closed slowly opened, Yoshida's pupils contracted suddenly, and he realized that this mysterious intruder had no eyes.

"I said it a long time ago, I'm here to help you.."

Carlo leaned down, pressed his cheek close to Yoshida's ear, and whispered, "Actually, my energy is much greater than you think..."

Yoshida was stunned, his hands covered in blood looked like a demon who had fallen into hell...

"The Umbrella Company has been privately engaged in genetic engineering and biological weapons research, and officially launched the 'Human Activation' project thirty years ago, and so far, there have been some results.,"

Five minutes later, Yoshida, who had cleaned up a little, began to take the initiative to introduce Carlo to what he had been hiding very lowly, and he returned to his original calm and rigorous state, but his face was still a little pale.

No wonder he is that anyone who tries something other than their daily recipe will feel a little uncomfortable.

Yoshida pulled up a large amount of information stored in the computer, which was enough to make them dizzy for non-specialists, and Yoshida seemed to take this into account, striding to a room isolated by clear glass, pressing a series of command codes on the console, and the door of the room slowly opened.

Yoshida was the first to walk in, the room was empty, there was only a simple operating table, on the operating table was a male corpse with a red fruit, most of the organs of the male corpse had begun to decompose, and constantly emitted a foul smell.

"Is that what you're doing?"

Yoshida seemed to hear the faint mockery in Carlo's tone, and quickly spoke: "It's not as simple as you think... His bones were about to melt, but after being injected with our virus, they now looked no different from the characteristics of a corpse that had just been dead for seven days."

"Do you know what this indicates?" Yoshida replied with a hint of frenzy in his eyes and some excitement, "It shows that those cells that have died are being revived, and we are reversing death."

"In the next step, if this miraculous cell activity can be amplified and applied to living people, human beings will have eternal life!"

Yoshida was clearly looking forward to the day he had sketched out for himself, and his entire old face was faintly red with excitement.

"Amazing!"

The sound of clapping hands sounded in the empty room, and Carlo smiled, his face full of amazement and admiration, but his expression suddenly changed and became indifferent.

"Unfortunately, that's not what I wanted.."

Yoshida couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously asked, "What do you want?"

Carlo walked up slowly, walked to the side of the male corpse on the operating table, his white and slender fingers slashed inch by inch on the rotten flesh, and the filthy pus seeped out, making Yoshida feel nauseous, and he was even more afraid of Carlo in his heart, and couldn't help but retreat.

Carlo felt the corpse in detail, there was a faint vitality hidden in the rich dead air, and the two incompatible and diametrically opposed forces were entangled, forming a small strange aura that contained infinite possibilities.

For him, it only takes a small ghoul spell to bring a corpse back to life, and a higher level of necromancy can even bring the dead soul back to its decaying skin.

But the situation in front of him is different, the soul of the corpse has dissipated for a long time, and there is no trace left, without the participation of any alien power, but it is "ready to move", and it seems that a new deformed will is being nurtured in it.

It almost touches the realm of the laws of life.

Is this the power of technological civilization? Carlo couldn't help but marvel.

Wisps of strange power, the power of "gluttony" original sin, seeped into the corpse along Carlo's fingers.

The power of "gluttony" is mixed with vitality and death, as if fuel has been added to a faint flame, the flame suddenly rises, grows bigger, and burns wildly, and the interweaving of life and death progresses rapidly, deriving new strange changes, and extending in the direction of that change.

Eventually, a small sound rang out in the room, like the murmur of a long-asleep man waking up.

Yoshida's eyes widened suddenly, and he covered his mouth with a look of disbelief on his face.

He saw that the corpse, which was still on the verge of decay and was still dripping with corpse fluid, slowly opened his eyes and sat up.