Dark Blood Age

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With the red fluid syringe tube, Chu Yun Sheng hesitated, this is not a joke, maybe it becomes a lot of abnormal sarcoma, how can you survive?

But if it succeeds, it is also very tempting, not only can it solve the burning of eyebrows, but when he returns to the ground, he does not have to rely too much on the armor, and if he can't make charms, he can indeed greatly improve his strength on the ground.

On one side of heaven, on the other side of hell, biochemical experiments have always been evil.

Let's wait for the pull out situation, if the pull out survives, maybe there is no need to take this risk here, we can talk about it later.

I checked the pull out situation, and breathed. Although he was breathing like a swimming wire, he should not die for a moment. I wonder why he always thought he was dying?

Unless he is unconscious, it is also a death.

In any case, Chu Yunsheng was a little worried. He risked dying here at the risk of being trapped by the strength of Philip Nine Bulls and Twenty-Five. If he still died as a result, he deserved to ask, but he also lost a strong and tested helper.

After more than an hour of intense fighting, he was also tired, sitting on the floor, looking at the mechanical watch on the wrist protective clothing, and writing down the time.

His protective clothing was torn open with many mouths and contaminated with a lot of radiation, another reason for his sharp decline in strength.

Pulling out is worse than he is. Large protective clothes have exploded long ago, almost equivalent to exposure to intense radiation. It is indeed a miracle to survive until now. I really don't know how monsters outside the door survive in such a harsh environment.

Chu Yunsheng, who has nothing to do, continues to inspect the items he carries, find the high-energy food prepared when he leaves, whether or not it is contaminated, and concentrates them all together. Naturally, he cannot eat them now. He has to wait until he goes out to eat once more to improve his strength.

Hunger, long time, boredom, etc. have little effect on Chu Yunsheng. He can use death to slightly suppress the feeling of hunger. The experience of being trapped in the zero dimension can make him ignore the wait of this time.

Every hour or two, he checks out the disconnect and tries to wake him up, but it doesn't work. Instead, he gradually sees his body changing, because he doesn't know if it's good or bad.

Boring waiting, for the past three days in a row, people are just so strange, waiting for the first day, I think there should be movement the next day, waiting for two days, I think I've waited for two days anyway, so why not wait another day.

Until the fourth day, Chu Yunsheng really couldn't wait. It's not that he couldn't stand boredom, he didn't eat or drink for three days, his strength severely decreased again, he pulled out and didn't wake up late, and waited. Maybe he really wants to die here.

Chu Yunsheng retrieved the red solution and locked his eyebrows.

In those three days, he turned the cabin over and pulled out a number of strange, flowery green and green serum catalyst tubes from the wall, but because he didn't know what they were doing, he didn't dare to use them. He wanted to take a chance to see if he could flip the nutrient solution on the log, but didn't find it.

“I can only try, I've died once, and I'm afraid of sarcoma piles!? ”

Chu Yunsheng was not afraid to turn into a bunch of fermented nauseous sarcomas. Worms had turned into worms. He didn't care about this. After worrying about the madness of growing into sarcomas, his battle pivot plan, basically, was to soak up soup. Who would face a bunch of rotten meat all day?

took a breath of air, tucked up his protective clothes, suspended the red fluid injection on his arm, bit his teeth and stuck it in!

A burning sensation seems to flow along the blood vessels of the arms into the heart and quickly all over the body.

Chu Yunsheng bit into a striped protective cloth and prepared for severe pain. From the painful expression of the experimental creature's extremely distorted appearance on the log, severe pain was inevitable. Unfortunately, the cabin was empty and there was no “bedroom" that could hold itself in place.

After eating a whole piece of energetic food, which prompted death, Chu Yunsheng was ready to grow in a frantic division of cells.

It was not known if it had been stored for too long, and the medicinal properties of the red liquid had been affected, and it took him about three or four minutes before he felt any other unusual sensations from the heat.

As soon as that feeling appeared, he knew he had made a big mistake!

It's not painful, it's not painful, it's itchy!

At first it was just brushing the skin, blood vessels, muscles as lightly as a brush, and then it became more and more obvious, like tens of thousands of ants crawling on their heads and eating on their bones.

Only then did he know that the "bed barn” of stationary experimental organisms in the diary was not to help them relieve pain, but to prevent them from scratching their bodies under the itch, even digging out their bones and scratching them.

Itchy, permeable, everywhere itchy, even with death gas isolation suppression, is clear, it is the process of blood until the bones divide to grow new cells, new flesh, bones and various tissues in crowding.

Even all kinds of bacteria that work in the body reproduce wildly.

Back itch, he wants to scratch, arms itch, he also wants to scratch, feet, fingers, skin, even eyes, nose, scalp, etc., how does he scratch when it all itches!?

This is not the scariest, the scariest thing is itching inside your body, and you can't help but stick your hands in it and take them out and scratch them.

The only position that was intact and motionless was in the head, otherwise it would all be itchy.

In the mysterious itch of hundreds of millions of ants, Chu Yunsheng would rather die of severe pain than live a hundred times more comfortable than at this moment.

The itchy body twisted into various positions, rubbing against clothes, resisting a wave of tickles, but always afraid to scratch hard.

Nearly all he could think of was the consequences of that: once it was scratched, it couldn't stop, except scratching the flesh from the skin to the bone, which inevitably turned him into a massive pile of sarcomas.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes... There is no longer a longer time than this moment, and no more cruel torture than this moment. Chu Yunsheng finally understands why cold-star girls in the log would prefer to be beaten to go into the "bedroom", which is simply unbearable!

One hour, two hours... Chu Yunsheng has rolled from one side of the bedroom to the other, with his head slamming against the wall, trying to cover up the unbearable itch of his body from the inside out with pain.

He tried to pierce his body with a pyrotechnic knife, causing more intense pain, but he didn't dare to break even the walls.

In the midst of hell, he even regretted it a little. If he knew it was like that, he wouldn't want to inject it. He'd rather go out and fight the monsters and die for me.

It's not that his will is not strong, his will can be said to be extremely strong, but how can it resist this desire to dig out his heart and lungs without stopping itching?

But the cells in the brain are motionless, unusually sober, and it's impossible to faint.

Drink!

Chu Yunsheng, who rolled back to one side, had tried to scratch his skin countless times, crawl in and grab it with pain and pleasure enough, like a voice constantly seducing him: grab it, grab it, why hang on to it, become a pile of meat, it's much better than suffering from inhuman sin, people live, it's just a picture of comfort, why insist? Even if it turns out to be a sarcoma man, as long as it's strong enough, it's not the same! Like in the eyes of indigenous dwarves, sarcomas don't necessarily disgust you more than deformed people, do they?

These voices wrapped around him as tightly as a demon, let him bite his teeth, constantly pouring into his mind, because that was one of his desires.

No, I can't hold it!

Hang in there for a minute, it might stop in a minute!

Chu Yun raised his hand and put it down. He put it down and raised his hand again. He repeatedly repeatedly, not knowing how many times, everyone was going crazy.

Finally, the body began to expand, and the floody itch multiplied into the unusually sober brain, pushing him to the edge of the abyss.

He tied his hands together, but the next moment, the swelling force suddenly tore the cloth apart, he pressed his hands against his back and pressed them against the ground, but the back was also itchy.

“What happened to you? ”

Without knowing when to wake up, Chu Yunsheng looked distorted into a deformed position and asked in surprise.

“Come on, hold my hand, hold my foot! ”

Chu Yunsheng did not have the energy to measure what he had become, immediately.

“You look strange, aren't you poisoned?” Pulling out the difference is kind of strange. He seems to have only slept once, and when he opens his eyes, he sees Chu Yun rising to the ground to make a toss. If he hadn't dared, he might have felt a little frightened.

“You, could you please stop talking so much nonsense!” Chu Yunsheng drank: “Hold my hand! ”

Seeing Chu Yunsheng didn't seem to be a joke, he was probably poisoned, pulled out without hesitation, hurried to use his huge hairy palm, pressed Chu Yunsheng's hands, "What is going on? ”

Chu Yunsheng did not have the strength to talk to him, his body struggled desperately to distort, as if there were 10,000 little bugs to drill out, the pain reached the extreme.

“Your hands are hot!” Draw to remind him.

“Shut up! ”

Chu Yun raised his head and drank. Finally, he couldn't bear to lift his feet. One foot could actually kick his huge body out of the air. People also bounced off the ground and rushed to the wall, hitting him hard.

Boom!

loud noise, he fell off the wall, lay on the ground in a large font, nothing but gasping for strength.

Expanded, itchy suddenly retreats like a tide, everything returns to calm.

After a long time of kung fu, Chu Yunsheng sat up and touched his body before relieving himself. He was itchy as hell and finally resisted the past!

It didn't turn into a pile of rotten sarcomas. Did it work?

Stick up your sleeves, your arms become tighter, the rest of your flesh disappears and becomes extremely even. The appearance has not changed, but it is still normal and natural, but the whole human body is pulled out, as if it contains perseverance and infinite strength.

If, at this moment, he stood in front of the crowd with a knife handle, his clothes fluttered, he didn't chop off the head of a giant, and he also had a natural depression.

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Today first and foremost.

There has to be a corresponding payment. Chu really wants a cow. You should see it in the next chapter. This is to challenge the rhythm of the pivot. Believe it or not, I believe it anyway, with tickets.

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