The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 332 Shirley Returns
"Another kind?" The G virus was slightly puzzled.

"Yes, I was thinking, why must I give you my body instead of giving your power to the host."

"Uh" the G virus was silent for a long time: "I don't know, I just follow my innate thoughts, my mission is to evolve and the first step of evolution, I need a body, come and support me. "

Shirley's blank eyes brightened a little: "No, your mission is to survive, evolution is just to make your survival more convenient, as you said, the final form of life, it is actually just a lump It's just a floating piece of meat, it just exists, but its existence doesn't mean anything."

"I don't need meaning." G virus replied.

"Alright, since you don't need meaning, why must it not be me...you must be the dominant one?"

"It doesn't appear to be necessary."

"Of course not, so, I think you can establish another symbiotic model, hand you over to me, and let me control the evolution, although this may be very long, and even the process of evolution may be due to my Death and sudden termination, but you just said that you don't need meaning, then, what's the difference between becoming a floating piece of meat, becoming the eternity of "existence", and dying with me, becoming the eternity of "after death" the difference."

The G virus did not answer this question. In fact, he had no experience of thinking about this kind of philosophical-level problem at all. The only thing he has now is similar to "human thinking", which is entirely because of the last time, William . After Birkin sacrificed his body, there was still a trace of mind left.

This shred of sanity made the G virus start to get confused
In this soul world, he kept thinking. Thinking. To be honest, as a virus, he was thinking pretty well.

In the end, he also came to a conclusion.

That is.
It seems to make sense.

"Okay, I give myself to you."

The G virus said, stretching out a finger, hanging in the air.

Shirley also nodded. In this soul world, two fingers collided lightly in the air.

In an instant, everything returned to nothingness.

At the same time, the real world, Metropolis.

The sky before the rainstorm was so heavy that it was hard to breathe. In the mist, the crater that was smashed by the white bear a month ago was still lying quietly in the center of the city.

Since governments all over the world are looking for a person named Ziliang, no one will come to fill this hole. This huge mouth from hell is just like this.

At the bottom of the pit, under the dim light, a stone suddenly loosened.It slid off the pile of stones.

Then came the second. The third.
Under those stones, there seemed to be something slowly moving. They overturned the soil and gathered together.

Finally, a slender hand broke through the stone pile. This hand is very small, and it seems to belong to a child of twelve or thirteen years old. It can even be called immature skin, and it undoubtedly belongs to a girl.

But it was such a hand that easily pushed away a huge stone slab blocking her.

Then. "Bang!", countless tentacles drilled out from the ground. They seemed to be completely made of flesh and blood, which looked shocking. These bloody tentacles overturned all the boulders. A naked girl was slowly supported. rise.

Shirley Birkin, the girl who was supposed to be smashed into pieces by a punch, for some reason, on the eve of the storm, she slowly opened her eyes again, and there was a different kind of expression in her pupils. Compared with the golden color in the past, it was the color of the G virus stock solution at the beginning of its development.

Countless flesh and blood still gathered, gently covering Shirley's skin, and then it became soft and white, and some folds naturally bulged, forming a lovely dress.

Xue Li stood among the ruins, looking at her hands. She lightly grasped the blood vessels in the skin, and seemed to twist slightly with this movement.

In a cave in the center of the Pacific Ocean, the compass in Ziliang's hand suddenly vibrated.

A few lines of text slowly emerged.

[S-Class Sin Fragment——G Virus]

【Completion of fusion】

【Fitness——Perfect】

[Host: Shirley Birkin]

[Status: Mature stage——a lone traveler on the road of evolution]

[New ability]

[[-]. A highly toxic body: The host of the G virus no longer needs any container to store the virus serum. Every drop of blood flowing in her body is the stock solution of the virus. From now on, Shirley Birkin can urge herself, Created all the viruses she had developed. 】

[[-]. Sea of ​​corpses: Shirley Birkin no longer has restrictions on the number of manipulations of T-virus vectors]

[[-]. Rational evolution: The host and the parasitic G virus have reached an alternative symbiotic relationship. From now on, the host's body can complete all theoretical evolution possibilities according to the host's wishes. Of course, this evolution will not It violates the basic theory of evolution, so every time you change the shape of your body, you will consume a huge amount of energy]

Looking at the words on the compass, Ziliang exhaled slowly.

In fact, he has always been very concerned about Shirley's evolution. After all, she is the host of a different kind of sin fragment. Although the fragment is S-level, its power is not in itself, but fully reflected in the host. In the parasitic mode, there is almost no way to enhance it, and it can only depend on the host's own opportunity.

And the opportunity. To be honest, with this kind of metaphysics, it is possible that she will never find an opportunity in her entire life. Therefore, Ziliang even made preparations that Shirley can only display this level of strength in her entire life.

But unexpectedly, this time, the goddess of luck seemed to be on her side.
"Uh, no, [Goddess of Luck] seems to have a lot of opinions on her. Forget it, let's settle the matter in front of me quickly." Ziliang thought dejectedly.

Thoughts so far
"Hey, don't be dazed there, I've almost rested, let's do it again." A voice that sounded very old but didn't have the demeanor of an old man yelled.

"Ah, I see." Ziliang responded impatiently, then pulled out the tamperer from his pocket, flipped through his notes, and drew circles on a piece of paper.

And in front of him, a huge machine was spinning again, getting faster and faster and even producing streaks of blue light.

I saw a man in a red tights jumping onto the machine suddenly
On his chest was a golden lightning bolt.

(End of this chapter)