Chapter Seventy-Five: God's Finger

"God!?" Gu Changsheng was slightly stunned, and then couldn't help but sneer, "How can there be any god in this world, I'm afraid you have a serious illness!" ”

Zhao Shanhai was not angry, but just glanced at Gu Changsheng and asked rhetorically.

"Isn't it cool to kill those zombies? Does it feel like genes are evolving? ”

"What do you think God is? In my eyes, God is the perfect creature with the most perfect genes. ”

"And you and I, who have opened the door to genetic evolution, already have the qualifications to become gods!"

Gu Changsheng's face changed, and he seemed to have sensed something in his heart.

But for a while, I couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, Zhao Shanhai snapped his fingers lightly.

An invisible spiritual fluctuation suddenly struck Gu Changsheng in all directions, and before he could react quickly, his body was imprisoned in place, unable to move.

Zhao Shanhai slowly stepped in front of him, looked his body up and down, and showed a satisfied look on his face.

"I won't say much nonsense, you will slowly understand the specific things later."

"Now, let me open the door for you to become God."

As he spoke, a severed finger appeared in his hand at some point.

Look at the length of the severed finger, it should be the middle finger.

This middle finger, which was cut off from someone, was like a living thing in Gu Changsheng's hands at the moment.

As soon as it appeared in the palm of his hand, he couldn't stop trembling.

Even the air seemed to thicken at this moment.

And after Zhao Shanhai took out the severed finger, the whole person seemed to be under tremendous pressure, and the movement of raising his hand became extremely difficult.

Gu Changsheng suddenly had an extremely uneasy premonition in his heart.

In the sea of knowledge, the moment Su Bai saw this severed finger, the whole person was also stunned.

He felt a very evil and violent aura on it, which was not a product of this world at all.

This......

Could it be a severed finger from another world?

Or is this itself a means of apocalypse?

In an instant, Su Bai also had many speculations in his heart.

Zhao Shanhai carefully held the severed finger with one hand, and gently swiped the middle finger of Gu Changsheng's right hand with one hand.

An invisible wave flashed.

Burst!

Gu Changsheng's right middle finger was broken in response.

The pain was so intense that his entire face was distorted.

But the invisible spiritual power imprisoned him, and he couldn't make the slightest sound.

I could only watch Zhao Shanhai put the nameless and weird middle finger towards the severed finger of his right hand.

As if sensing the breath of blood, when that middle finger touched Gu Changsheng's severed finger, it stopped trembling and completely stabilized.

In the next second, countless flesh buds stretched out from the gap and spread along the wound towards Gu Changsheng's right hand.

After a few seconds, the granulation stopped wriggling.

Gu Changsheng saw that his right hand had become intact again.

The ringless middle finger blended perfectly into the palm of his hand, and there was no sense of disobedience.

It was as if his hand had never been injured, and even the original sharp pain had completely disappeared.

After installing the middle finger, Zhao Shanhai observed for a while, but there was no abnormal change.

He couldn't help but furrow.

"What's going on, why hasn't it changed?"

"No, isn't that God's finger? How could it not be unresponsive! ”

Raising his head to look at Gu Changsheng, he couldn't help but ask, "Do you feel any changes in your body?" ”

While asking this, he lifted Gu Changsheng's confinement.

Gu Changsheng was relieved, and before he could answer, his face suddenly changed.