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Another week, Dorothy, who was only a few days away from Cesar's birthday, also held a birthday party. Except for the earl, the family of four once again let go of their stomachs and ate in the dark, and finally ended the last happy time together.

Tomorrow, Dorothy will go to her grandfather's house for the summer vacation, and Cesar will have to change lanes to get on the bus, spending half a month to return to the black molars in a big circle. The summer vacation ended before it began, and he didn't experience much warmth when he went home this time, and although his time with Dorothy made him very relaxed, he couldn't enjoy the pressure transmitted by the outside world.

This year is the third semester, the black molars are five years, for other students, half of the academy time is still to be passed, for Cesar, this is his last year, maybe less than a year.

This week he made another trip to the farm, and the Count made it clear that, whatever the circumstances, he must rush to the Eastern Regions this time of the year to join the 'Silver Secret Society' where Augustine was. There are several reasons, first, there are no reinforcements in the empire, second, the Eastern Regions are very chaotic and need new blood to join, and Augustine can also take care of Western Sahara, and third, Elsa intends to move eastward, and even go to the eastward continent.

accompanied the two sisters all night, and in the early morning, Cesar put two crying big loli into the car sent by the Fanzhuo family with strict dark circles under his eyes.

"Remember to write to me!" Dorothy cried.

"And calling!" cried Lilith.

"And greeting cards!"

"And gifts!"

"And ......"

"And ......"

"I know, study hard. You are the granddaughter of the Grand Duke, and your position is very noble, so don't lose my people!" Cesar comforted.

"That's nature!" Dorothy said, snorting and looking up.

Cesar suddenly lowered his voice and whispered: "Also, get the holy weapon of the Fanzhuo family!"

"Hmm!" Dorothy nodded firmly, with a bleak and cold posture of going to the death.

"Goodbye then!" Cesar kissed Dorothy.

"Woo woo, brother, remember to miss me!"

"Goodbye!" Cesar waved his hand as he looked at the car moving farther and farther away.

"Let's go back. It's just the two of us. Camilla, transformed into a ghost, floated down from the treetops. Falling on Cesar's shoulder, he said.

"Well, pack your bags, it's time to leave. On the way back to the house, Cesar complained, "Really." I haven't used up my leave yet. It's time to go back to school. What's the use of wanting this summer?!"

......

Daddy's underground bank passbook, a box of silverizer that Elsa had prepared a long time ago, a soul fire, and a few changes of clothes. Cesar packed his luggage and locked the door with his backhand. The journey back to school began.

For a total of half a month, the train of Western Sara reversed long distances, long-distance reversed carriages, carriages reversed, and automobiles reversed airships, and after countless changes of identity, he finally returned to the black molar.

As soon as he entered the school gate, he was stopped by Memnon and accepted a sacred and glorious mission. Clean up the high-level undead in the Wasteland of Bones in preparation for this year's freshman test.

This is all retribution! I wouldn't have come back so early if I had known!

Under the endless resentment, Cesar saw Mourinho, who never came home during the summer vacation, and Morgan, who had just returned from Millstone Town, who was also captured. The three of them are the main candidates for this easy job. Every other week, go to the wasteland to walk around, determine the examination room area circled by the academy, and there are no undead above the level of suffering, and if there are, persuade them to leave. Humane destruction of those irrational and easily out of control of the undead. And to give a short education to those sensible low-level undead, tell them how to interact with the candidates normally, and who do not listen to the persuasion, humane ruin.

In this way, after more than a week of busyness, Cesar finally found time to meet Snow and Tata Mers, and said his request to carry out the core inheritance as much as possible. To be precise, to improve the core heritage.

Since the first year, Snow and Meles have been teaching the core lineage. It's just that the foundation of Western Sahara was too poor at that time, so he could only start from the simplest and teach little by little. Whether it is the cultivation of demon flies, the technique of bloody explosion, the blue virus, or the gunpowder formula, or the organ strengthening chemistry, they can be regarded as core inheritance. But the most important part, Cesar has not yet touched.

Cesar's request was too abrupt and far beyond the plans of the two teachers. Fortunately, there is enough time, one summer vacation + one semester, and I can still finish teaching in a little time. In this way, Cesar began to study intensively.

In the third semester, both departments began to diverge, and specific majors appeared. In the Department of the Undead, Cecilia and Bakken naturally chose special departments to conduct in-depth research on 'Toys of the Undead' and 'Oil Painting of Death'.

Cesar had no talent for this, so he chose a mummy. However, he did not publicize it to the public, and in the eyes of others, the talented and untalented generation of scholars, Lord Cesara, finally gave up the necromancy that was not suitable for him and began to concentrate on studying virology. It's really a great joy, and I don't have to worry about being hit by him in terms of necromancy!

In terms of plague science, Western Sahara gave up a qiē and concentrated on studying virology. With Tata Mers behind him and all his energy devoted to the field of virology, Cesara is confident that he will raise the level of virology to the level of a graduate in one semester. Compared with those muddy fresh graduates, Cesara's level at the moment is not much worse than them.

While delving into viruses and distracting himself from studying mummies, Cesar continues to be irrigated by the 'Book of the Dead' and tries to make special organs in the 'Snow style' to lay the foundation for the heart engine. At the same time, Morse gave him a bizarre piece of the technique, which contained thousands of small formula pieces of different lengths. Although he didn't know what it was for, Morse was very strict with him to memorize it. In desperation, Cesar had no choice but to comply.

During the two-month summer vacation, Cesar repeated the above repeatedly. With the foundation of the first two years, it is much easier after the third year of separation. Because it is more specialized, there are fewer things to dabble in, and without a large number of disciplines to share energy, Cesar can be more immersed in the profession.

The mummies that Cesar makes today are almost all mutated varieties. The power is generally more than 1.5 times that of ordinary mummies. If Camilla's real room is used, coupled with the assistance of cheating artifacts such as blood honey and strengthening organs, Cesar can completely raise his mummy to the level of an ordinary ability.

From now on, when Cesar goes out, he doesn't do it himself, and he can knock over a large piece of it with his mummies alone. If you join any organization, you can get cadre-level treatment. With its own strength, it can also stand on its own. Form a small community. Occupy a small city like Millstone Town and be a free-spirited king.

The only thing he regrets is that Soul Syrup and the mummy don't call. The effect of that 'colorful pudding brain' is as bad as that of the old home, and the mummy is as stupid as a pig, and it is all under his own command. If you let it go. It's not much different from a husky who can be abducted when they meet for the first time.

Snow's 'Organ Strengthening'. and Merce's 'Three Thousand Surgical Fragments'. It's all going well, it's something you can memorize as long as you're willing to work hard, and it's not troublesome. It's just a bit of a waste of time. It won't be long before both projects move on to the next stage.

The 'zombie virus' that I have studied for a long time is still stuck in the bottleneck and there is no way to break through.

At night, Cesar climbed to the top of the villa with a dozen beers on his shoulders and began to think of ways to break the game. The zombie virus created by traditional plague methods is indeed unsatisfactory, not because the virus itself is disabled, but because Ceylon is too high-level in the world.

Unlike the pure technology of Earth, Ceylon is an advanced planet with mortal powers. The gods may sleep, but they never disappear. Viruses that could theoretically wreak havoc on the planet will automatically be downgraded to a deadly flu level when they arrive in Ceylon, barely able to kill people. But it's impossible to imagine igniting the entire planet like Resident Evil. Even if several gods get together and direct a Wrath of the Lich King, the success rate is pitiful.

The above is the conclusion that Cesar summed up in his own words after the analysis of the tomb keeper.

Viruses made by ordinary means can achieve a zombie-like effect, but the cost is high, the infection rate is low, it is difficult to spread on a large scale, and the most critical 'infinite evolutionary possibility' does not exist. Zezabeth had been busy for most of the year.

All the hard work was in vain, and Xisa was naturally unwilling. The grave keeper once said that ordinary means are ineffective, and the hidden meaning is naturally that he has a special method. So, Cesar once again approached the grave keeper and asked for help. Explaining the reason, the tomb keeper did not make things difficult or blackmailed, but readily gave a solution.

This plan made Cesar hesitate for a long time, and at first, he directly rejected this method, wanting to start from other aspects to see if he could find a breakthrough. Now, with little time left for him, Cesara urgently needs to perfect his virus.

If the zombie virus is successful, first, his virus talent can be perfected, which can not only improve the ability of hand-to-hand combat, but also increase the activity of the body and improve the survival rate. Secondly, the virus can be used on the magic fly, further increasing the third talent. Again, the use of viruses on mummies can greatly improve their physiognomy and even produce benign mutations. The above three points can significantly improve their own strength in a short period of time.

"Should I demonize the zombie virus or not?" Cesar clutched his head and fell into torment.

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When they first heard about Cesar's 'zombie virus' plan, the grave keeper was shocked, shocked by the student's evil and madness. That kind of 'evil biological weapon' is obviously not something that good people can imagine, and Cesara not only imagined it, but also a series of quite reliable inferences, as well as product upgrade routes. The poor grave keeper didn't know about the Umbrella Company, and Cesar just copied it, and he was an old man who was sentimental.

These materials greatly increased the good opinion of the tomb keepers towards Cesar. Every time he saw Cesar, the tomb keeper had the feeling of meeting a confidant. It's an exaggeration to say that he is a confidant, but he and Cesara are the same kind of people, so they naturally have a good impression. Unfortunately, Cesar was a student of Merce, which disgusted the grave keepers.

For Western Sahara, the tomb keepers have always had a complex attitude of appreciation, regret, and not taking the initiative to contact them. It wasn't until he saw Cesar's obsessive pursuit of the 'zombie virus' that the grave keeper decided to help Cesar and free him from the shackles of Merce. So he came up with the most taboo thing in Merce, the demonic virus.

Monsters are well-known dangerous creatures that come from hell. The creatures of Hell are immensely powerful, and their power comes from the demonic energy bestowed by the consciousness of Hell. In addition to energy, demonic qi also contains many negative feelings, and by fusing this kind of thing, you can obtain incomparably powerful power.

The creatures of hell fuse demonic energy, absorb the negative spiritual energy in it, and expel impurities. These 'malice', which even hellish creatures hate, accumulate more and more, and eventually become 'filth' that is rejected by hellish consciousness. The 'filthy malice' of hell is extremely contagious, and as long as there is darkness in the hearts of living beings, it will resonate after being infected with filth, and then mutate and demonize.

The weaker the creature, the easier it is to demonize. The power gained by demonization is even more exaggerated than that obtained by fusing demonic energy, and ordinary creatures often die because they cannot bear it. Demonization is uncontrollable, and after demonization, creatures will lose their minds and become bloodthirsty and distorted. Demonization is full of unknowns and changes, and even a sudden regain of sanity, or other more exaggerated situations, is possible.

Since the overlap between Hell and the present world, the rift has opened on the other side of the Hell and poured filth and malice into the present world. Senzhou, the monster-stricken area, is a masterpiece of hell. The devil hates demons, and so do humans. However, there are some people who are interested in filthy malice, such as the Dark Ring, such as the Grave Keeper, and other large and small arms companies. In their view, 'malice' can be exchanged for 'power', and it can also be used as a weapon or biological weapon.

Tata Mers had worked on the 'Demonic Bomb', a class of missiles filled with 'filthy malice'. As long as you shoot it, you can easily pollute a city and turn it into hell, turning all life into monsters. This thing is worse and more terrifying than a nuclear bomb.

When researching the 'Demonic Bomb', Morse was deeply disgusted by it. At that time, he was also partnered with the grave keeper. Unlike Morse, he was drawn to filthy malice, believing that if he mastered it, he would gain supreme power. After that, the two had differences in concepts, and the relationship intensified.

Now that the virus in Cesara is in a bottleneck, and the zombie conceived by Cesar has many similarities with monsters, plus he is a student of Tata Mers. How did this qiē not make the grave keeper think of 'demonization'? So he came up with the idea of 'demonizing the virus'. Cesar just nodded and didn't take it seriously. He wouldn't touch this thing if he was killed, so he ignored the tomb keeper's mentions.

Now, a desperate Cesar is on the verge of action. Why don't you give it a try??

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