Chapter 135: Strange Symbiote - Venom
Zhao Yang stood up and said, "Let's go, let's take a look together." β
Suddenly, Zhao Yang was very emotional about the girl that the down-and-out man said, and he had an intuition that this girl might not be dead.
"My lord, don't you need to make a deal first? I'm willing to give everything I have. β
The down-and-out man is very urgent.
"Let's go and see if your daughter is still dead. β
When the man heard this, an expression of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face, and he said, "My lord, is this possible?" Xiaoling is no longer breathing. β
"The things of black magic have always been very weird, just look at it. Before we go, though, we'll take one more person with us. β
The down-and-out man anxiously asked, "Who is it?" β
"It's none other than your daughter's good friend Wang Lin. β
After Zhao Yang finished speaking, he called Wang Lin with the spiritual channel.
"What's wrong, uncle?"
Wang Lin was shopping with Wang Meng at this time, and felt that Zhao Yang took the initiative to contact her and asked.
"Come over and take you to meet someone. β
"Who?"
Wang Lin was a little puzzled.
"Your good friend, come here and find out. β
"I see. β
Wang Lin looked puzzled, although she and Zhao Yang signed a harsh master-servant contract, Zhao Yang never bothered her, it seemed that it was really just to limit her use of power.
But now it's strange to suddenly contact her and say that he wants to take her to meet someone.
However, she still had to pass, and the power of the contract could not be broken.
Thinking of this, she said to Wang Meng: "Brother, uncle asked me to go over, you go home first." β
"I'll go with you, I haven't thanked you yet. Also, what is your uncle, you have to call an adult, otherwise the adult will be unhappy. β
"How do you know he's not happy when I call him uncle, he's glad I call him that. β
Wang Lin said quirkily.
"Really?"
Wang Meng's brain is a tendon, and he is a little skeptical.
"Do you think, those mages are all old antiques, maybe they are seventy or eighty years old, I call him uncle, don't you call him young, he must be happy. β
Wang Lin is serious nonsense.
"It makes sense, Xiaolin, you are the smartest. β
Wang Meng scratched his head, in addition to charging into battle and fighting bloodily, he is not good at other things, from childhood to adulthood, it is not so much that Wang Lin relies on Wang Meng, but that Wang Meng needs Wang Lin more.
After all, in this complex world, only people like Wang Lin can live a better life like a fish in water.
After Zhao Yang finished delivering the message, he motioned to the man in front of him to sit down and wait for Wang Lin's arrival.
"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, what is your name, what did you do before and now?"
Zhao Yang asked casually.
"My lord, my name is Zhou Ming, and I used to be a very good doctor. But there was an accident and my hands were destroyed, and I couldn't pick up a scalpel again, which is why I became what I am now. β
Doctor?Zhao Yang couldn't help but think of the scene of the human banyan tree he saw in the video before the wormhole exploded, which was the masterpiece of the plague doctor.
I don't know where the person who was transformed into a plague doctor is hiding now? There are also Wang Ling, Zhang Mingliang, and Zhang Li, these people are all dark and transcendent races, and their lifespans are at least three or four hundred years old, and even if their strength is improved, they can live for thousands of years.
They must have established their power in the vast wilderness.
"What kind of accident was that that caused you to destroy your hands?"
As far as Zhao Yang knows, the current world has not only developed science and technology, but also magic and biological transformation, and has gone far away, and the current doctors are much more popular than before.
How can there be no money to heal his hands?
"Your Excellency, please take a look. β
Zhou Ming stretched out his hands, only to see him make a hard look, something strange happened, the skin of his hands and arms suddenly cracked, and the black and red tentacles stretched out, constantly writhing, looking very visually impactful, and a little disgusting.
"My lord, I was parasitized by a strange creature during an emergency operation, and after that, my hands would not listen to me, so I could no longer operate on them. β
Zhao Yang remembered the spores created by the plague doctor, but this was obviously different, the spores created by the plague doctor were quite contagious, and it was impossible to just stay in his hands.
Moreover, Zhou Ming has been fine for so long, but he can't control his hands, and it looks like he should be a creature parasitic in a win-win state.
"Have you figured out how to communicate it?"
Zhao Yang asked.
"My lord, what is this communication? It's not human. β
"Not necessarily, many creatures exist in strange ways, and they are more intelligent than humans. So, I'll help you. β
After Zhao Yang finished speaking, he raised his right hand slightly, silently constructed a spell model in his mind, and cast a four-ring spell - Enlightenment Technique. This spell is used by mages to create magical items that can function autonomously, such as a pen that can write automatically, a broom that sweeps the floor automatically, and so on.
But it can also be used in living beings, and it can instill information so that they can master a language system.
As Zhao Yang's spell was cast, the tentacles on Zhou Ming's arms and hands suddenly retracted, and his skin also closed. But his right palm suddenly lifted, the palm of his palm cracked, forming a mouth, and said in a dry and hoarse voice like scraping glass: "But the uncle is suffocated." β
"You... You.. Who are you?"
Suddenly, seeing a mouth grow out of his palm, and he also spoke, Zhou Ming was a little panicked.
"Who do you ask me? Uncle is the most powerful symbiote in the universe - Venom. β
Zhou Ming was speechless for a while, he needed to digest it well.
"Venom, the name you gave yourself?"
Zhao Yang felt very interesting, this symbiote, at a glance, knew that it had extremely high spiritual intelligence, and it was possible that it was not inferior to human beings, or even higher than human spiritual intelligence. It's just that this way of surviving is too weird.
"This is Uncle Ben's natural name, but it is said in your human language. β
"Where are you from?"
Zhao Yang continued to ask.
"Uncle Ben comes from the most powerful symbiote planet in the multiverse. β
The parasite in front of me mentions this word twice.
"What is a symbiote?"
"Quack, let Uncle Ben tell you ignorant humans, symbiotes are the most perfect creatures in the whole universe, they can adapt and absorb the genes of all living things, and then strengthen them. β
"Then how did you parasitize this weak chicken?"
Zhao Yang said with some bad taste.
"That's because Uncle Ben is seriously injured and has no choice, otherwise, how can this weak chicken be parasitic with Uncle Ben. β
"Can you leave my body, then?"
Zhou Ming asked a little weakly, he had been depressed for so many years, and he dared to love because of this strange symbiote.