your mother's former master, I can reluctantly give you a precious opportunity. An opportunity for a son to inherit the mother's business.because I am not at home all the year round, I need you to st...Anqingyu stood aside and waved the purple mist around her, sending the wrapped plague up to the sky.

although the disease has fallen into a coma, the virus contained in the epidemic gas still exists. If the disease is allowed to spread, not only Lin Qinight and others, but nearly 1/3 of the population of this city will suffer from serious illness.

the best way is to lift the gas package high into the air and then use an explosion to completely kill the virus contained in it.

meanwhile, Uncle Kyosuke, sitting next to his coma, clenched his long golden knife, his eyes closed, beads of sweat seeping from his forehead, his face pale.

he is pushing [pupil] to create an illusion for the illness in the coma.

the expression of the illness lying on the ground in front of him changed slightly, sometimes angry, sometimes hesitant, sometimes confused, sometimes happy.

the disease is gradually falling into a fantasy.

"is there anything else I can do for you, fish" Galan asked doubtfully, holding a long golden gun.

an Qingyu looked at the two men in the distance for a moment and shook his head. "No, let them handle their own feud."

Garan nodded and looked up at the thunderbeast growling at the ground in the thunderclouds. I don't know what he was thinking.

time goes by minute by minute.

Uncle Keiosuke, sitting on the ground, trembled uncontrollably, as if he were exerting every inch of muscle all over his body. his eyes had been opened and his eyes were stained with a layer of psychedelic gold, staring at the disease in front of him.

now he is not just creating illusions for the disease. The oracle has transformed his body, which is a combination of physical and mechanical. Although the disease has fallen into a coma, the background system in his left eye is still running, monitoring the physical status of the disease all the time.

to make the disease completely fall into an illusion, he must hypnotize the will of the disease itself and the electronic machinery in his left eye at the same time.

Uncle Kyosuke is about to reach his limit.

just when Uncle Kyunsuke was about to collapse, the illness in his coma slowly sat up from the ground.

there was a smile in the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen something pleasant, and his hands were slowly raised and rubbed in the void.

A little dark blue light emerged from his palms and converged toward the center of his hands, and countless pathogens were deconstructed, reorganized, and gradually condensed into a small mass of dark blue liquid, suspended in the air.

Anqing fish saw this, his eyes lit up, took out a test tube from his arms, and came forward to collect the liquid.

the dark blue liquid shook on the transparent wall. Ann Qingyu flashed a touch of gray in her eyes and began to analyze the data of the liquid. A moment later, he nodded to Uncle Keiosuke.

"that's it. It's all right."

Uncle Kyung-suke was overdrawn and tired, and his eyes were full of blood. when he heard an Qingyu's words, his eyes flashed with joy.

but soon the joy was gone.

the golden color in his eyes did not fade. He slowly turned his head and looked at the corner of his mouth smiling as if he were exposed to the disease of heaven, his expression gradually became cold.

now, the disease has lost its value.

Uncle Kyosuke urged the pupil in his hand to slowly introduce the disease immersed in joy into another fantasy.

an illusion that is ferocious and terrifying enough to tear up the dignity of the oracle.

the smile of the illness froze on his face.

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then there was an expression of horror on his face, as if he were suffering from some extreme pain.

Uncle Kyosuke propped up his body with [pupil] and staggered up from the ground, his golden eyes looking down coldly at the disease immersed in the illusion of pain.

he raised his hand and stabbed his long golden knife slowly into the chest of the disease.

"go to hell." Uncle Kyosuke spoke coldly.

when the blade touched the sick body, the disease suddenly woke up from the nightmare, he had not yet recovered from a cold sweat, and a cold blade had been pierced into his heart!

Uncle Kyosuke holds the pupil and rotates slightly, ruthlessly stirring the heart of the disease!

the remaining pain in the nightmare of illness is still on his face, and the next moment, his vitality is ruthlessly extinguished, his eyes staring at Keiosuke in horror, full of unwillingness and resentment!

stab!

Uncle Kyosuke pulled out a long golden knife and sprinkled the blood on his body. The gold in his eyes gradually faded.

he killed the disease.

when the gold faded completely, Uncle Kyosuke nearly fell to the ground. He bent down and coughed violently, bringing out a lot of blood every time.

"Galan, throw him into the sky, as high as possible." An Qingyu didn't have time to check on Keiosuke, so she immediately said to Caran.

without the slightest hesitation, Galan stepped out, grabbed the collar of the illness and threw it into the sky!

the sick body flew into the night sky under the terrifying momentum, and the aperture in his left eye flashed violently. A few seconds later, a dazzling fire burst out, illuminating a large area of the sky again.

under the raging fire above his head, Uncle Kyosuke's body stood up in a pool of blood. He put his pupil in the sheath and walked in front of an Qingyu.

"is a gamma agent, and the quantity is very sufficient." An Qing Yu handed him the test tube in his hand. "after you give your son a drink, you can keep him for a long time. After I have thoroughly studied and solved his genetic defect and developed a corresponding drug, I will be able to solve this problem."

Uncle Kyung-suke took the medicine and was silent for a moment, looking at an Qingyu's eyes full of complexity.

"Why are you helping me like this"

Anqing frowned and said, "to help you is to help myself." After all. I am also very interested in the so-called God-making experiment. "

waiting for Uncle Kyung-suke's expression to change, an Qingyu continued: "but don't worry, I am not so insane as the oracle. I will only do experiments on myself. I will never touch your son. At most, I will only need two tubes of his blood."

Uncle Kyosuke relaxed when he heard this.

"not to mention... I have a father, too. " An Qingyu paused for a moment, then said, "although I can't save you, at least I have the ability to keep your son alive."

that's all I can do for a father. "

Uncle Kyosuke looked into an Qingyu's eyes. After a long time, a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Thank you.

"you're welcome."

Uncle Kyosuke took a deep breath, clenched the test tube in his hand, and turned to walk in a certain direction of the city.

"come with me, I'll take you." Meet my son. "

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