One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Su Heng squatted on the ground, carefully observing the test subject under his feet.

Although the successfully developed medicine relieved the deformed state of the body, the excessive consumption of vitality and the damage to the brain nerves in this process could not be healed and were irreversible.

Under the action of nerve reflex, the half-human, half-ghost test subject twitched twice.

He seemed to be mumbling something in his mouth, but before Su Heng could hear it clearly, his pupils gradually dilated and he fell into a deep sleep.

"Human life is so fragile in this world." Su Heng whispered. Then he injected the remaining medicine into other test subjects, and these test subjects relieved the deformed state, but without exception, all failed to survive. Su Heng did not feel sorry for such a result. He took thunder action, and there were not many surviving deformed people on this continent.

As long as ordinary people can resist the constraints, Su Heng does not care about the life and death of those who have been infected.

"Besides that, the drug effect is a bit too intense. You can consider diluting it to a certain extent, or injecting it in several different batches." Su Heng summarized some of the key points he had just thought of.

As for the means of injection, he can create a kind of microscopic alien insect similar to a mosquito.

The most difficult part has been completed, and the rest is not a problem.

Boom!

Su Heng turned and left the secret room.

The huge stone door slowly closed behind him.

A huge cyst cavity, more than one person tall, was hung on the blood-red wall of the laboratory. Inside was the corpse of the descender Huang Xuzi.

Most of his remains were still intact, but the upper half of his body was severely injured, and part of his head was permanently missing. The gray-white brain medulla was exposed naked in front of Su Heng. Through the squirming fungus sac, you can still vaguely smell the bloody smell emanating from his body. These descenders looked high and mighty when they were alive, but after death, compared with ordinary humans, they looked no different.

In the gap between experiments, Su Heng spent time studying Huang Xuzi. According to Panbala, gene fluid can be extracted from the descenders.

Gene fluid is known as the pinnacle product of biological alchemy in the Xinghai Federation. Su Heng is naturally very interested in such things, but there are too many twists and turns involved. Even though Su Heng has some authority in flesh and blood transformation and has the demon engine as a helper. But the attempt to reversely extract the gene fluid ended in failure.

This incident also made Su Heng realize.

In terms of biological alchemy, the Xinghai Federation and the initial descenders are much better than him.

Su Heng was not depressed, but rather quite excited.

Having an opponent means having a clear goal to move forward, which is a good thing.

And after experiencing a series of events such as the God Plague, Su Heng now has great malice towards those descenders.

He guessed that most of those descenders would not give up, which is good. If they were easily pressed to the ground and crushed to death, it would be boring even if they won in the end.

He longed for a war of equal strength.

There was a rustling sound like the sea waves coming from the Lingxu Daomu, and Su Heng looked up and looked outside the laboratory.

A ray of blood world skylight poured in through the skylight on the door, the exhaust fan turned monotonously, and the dust hanging in the air was vaguely visible.

Su Heng knew that this was Lilith returning from the battlefield outside, earlier than Su Heng expected. It seems that this operation went smoothly and there were no unexpected situations.

Creak!

Su Heng pushed open the door in front of him.

The surging light flooded him like a tide.

...

"Father!" Lilith knelt on the ground, looking a little tired, "I have fulfilled your request."

The task that Su Heng gave to Lilith seemed simple, but it was actually not easy to execute. On the one hand, we must guard against sneak attacks from the adventers, and on the other hand, with the death of a large number of people, the power in Changshengtian is also spreading further. Some wild demons were born on the battlefield. They are not only powerful, but also quite cunning. It is not easy to kill them one by one to prevent future troubles.

Lilith is very strong and talented.

But she has not been reborn for long, and there are other reasons.

When she is calm, she tends to have wild thoughts, but when she does something, she feels very good.

Now that she has completed the task and returned to Su Heng, Lilith's face no longer has the feeling of carrying a heavy burden as before. Although her fair face is tired, her dark pupils are shining, and the whole person is like a bud after the rain, reborn, full of vigorous vitality.

"You did a good job." Su Heng is not stingy with his praise for those who are serious about doing practical things.

If it is said that when Su Heng first accepted Lilith, he mostly held some utilitarian research ideas. Then after getting along with each other for this period of time, Su Heng's cognition has also changed. He rubbed Lilith's smooth and soft long hair, and then stretched out his hand, and the shadow of Lingxu Daomu returned to Su Heng's hand.

It stands to reason that this shadow is only condensed with pure mental power, and there should be no weight.

But this is not the case.

Su Heng felt that the Lingxu Dao Wood was heavy in his hand, and it was different from the day when he gave it to Lilith.

"This is the weight of the soul." Su Heng understood immediately.

A single soul is very weak and will disappear without a trace when the breeze blows. But what if this number is multiplied by 10,000, and then by 1,000? A drop of sand makes a tower, and a drop of water makes an ocean. Quantitative change leads to qualitative change, and this effect is very exaggerated. The situation is the same now. Thanks to Lilith's hard work these days, the quality of Lingxu Daomu, which is originally an innate spiritual root, has been improved again.

In front of Su Heng is a distant wilderness, the sky is clear, and even an artificial sun projection appears.

As time goes by, Shi Teng leads some elites to launch several expeditions in Changshengtian, and the corpses of those powerful demons are decomposed and absorbed by the blood world. The origin of the world is becoming more and more full, and the entire blood world is also full of vitality. Every day, there are obvious changes, and it looks more and more like a real and complete world.

This is of course a very good thing.

The deeper the foundation of the blood world, the stronger Li Hongxiu's strength will be.

There will be more things that can help Su Heng.

The huge trunk of the Lingxu Dao tree stood in the middle of the wilderness, surrounded by rising black mountains. The huge tree canopy rose directly above the clouds, and green branches hung down from the lead-gray dark clouds. The expressions on the tree canopy became more and more diverse. In addition to the flying dragons that had already built nests on it, there were also some strange insects and strange-looking demons.

In addition, some cultivators found that they would fall into various illusions after approaching the Lingxu Dao tree.

They could temper their spiritual power in this way.

After getting Su Heng's permission.

These cultivators also built simple thatched houses under the Lingxu Dao tree and practiced in dreams.

Su Heng stood on the black cliff, looking at everything in front of him. He crushed the afterimage brought back by Lilith with force, and then threw it forward.

Large patches of green light spots were like fireflies on the seashore, flying with the wind, and were captured and absorbed the moment they came into contact with those green branches. Just like the sound of rain falling into a deep pool, Su Heng felt a chill first, and then a large amount of memory and mental power poured into his body like a tide.

This force was so turbulent that Su Heng even felt a little uncomfortable and stuffy.

He did not force himself to seal these powers with the authority of the soul path. After doing all this, Su Heng suddenly felt a sense of perfection. Just like washing his face after waking up from a nap, the whole world was particularly clear in front of him. The four natural forces of wind, fire, water and earth were neatly arranged in front of Su Heng, like a disciplined army, as if as long as he gave an order, the whole world would be reshaped into what he wanted according to his will.

Su Heng was not happy about this, but was instead shocked.

Although Su Heng had far surpassed ordinary destructive powers in terms of combat power, he was still inferior to them in terms of realm. After practicing to this point, every step forward was very difficult. On the one hand, Su Heng was walking on the path of strengthening his life level, accumulating attribute points, and practicing the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art with all his heart. On the other hand, he was also eyeing the path that only the realm master could master, and he was determined to obtain it.

Through consulting classics and communicating with each other, Su Heng had already understood the various mysteries of this realm quite deeply.

He knew that the state he was in just now was the "God and I are one" recorded in Zen Buddhism. In simple terms, it is a high degree of combination of body and spirit.

This is the last step to step into the path.

And Su Heng's path is not in the outside world, but in his heart.

Therefore, compared with ordinary realm masters or destructive powers, it would be more difficult for him to take this step.

But correspondingly, the increase Su Heng obtained would be more significant. With his current foundation, once the transformation is completed, the power he can master must be extremely terrifying. And more importantly, such power will not be affected by the outside world. Since the first time he encountered a strong man above the earthly immortal, Su Heng has been preparing for this matter for a long time.

Now the moment of rebirth has finally arrived. Even with Su Heng's calm state of mind, some ripples have risen in his heart.

But he calmed down quickly.

The world is not stable now, and there are still some things that must be dealt with.

"You have completed this mission very well, take a good rest." Su Heng said to Lilith, "In the next period of time, those adventers may make some moves. After all, your identity is special, they may not give up easily, so during this period of seclusion, don't walk around casually, and try not to leave the blood world."

"I understand." Lilith nodded.

She was very thoughtful and noticed that Su Heng had other things to arrange.

But these things had nothing to do with her. At this time, she bowed gently to Su Heng and turned away quickly.

Then a flash of red light flashed, and Li Hongxiu appeared in front of Su Heng. She rarely changed into a pure white snow-like snow-white dress, and her long hair like lacquer was raised with a red silk. Her face was already stunning without any makeup, but there was a faint blush at the corners of her eyes, which made her look even more cold and beautiful.

Su Heng looked her up and down with an admiring attitude, and said with a smile, "I thought that after you became the will of the world, your appearance would not change much. I didn't expect that with the expansion of the blood world's origin, it would be reflected in your body."

"Don't you like it?" Li Hongxiu tilted her head.

"Very beautiful." Su Heng smiled.

"I feel that I am about to break through, but there are still some things I want to tell you before that."

Li Hongxiu's expression became serious, "Please speak."

"I have developed the first generation of medicine to fight against the plague. Later, I will give you some control rights of the insect swarm, and inject these medicines into the remaining people of the Great Zhou in batches. This process does not need to be rushed. As long as a certain number of people are injected with antibodies, even if the plague is activated again, it will not cause the cruel destructive power as before."

"Understood." Li Hongxiu nodded and wrote it down.

"As for the second thing..." Su Heng said, "The demons seem to be active in Zhongzhou. If they want to do something, they are likely to start from Ji Huaxi. As long as this patient is not cured, we will not have peace. This is a good opportunity. Send some people to observe. If there is any special situation, remember to notify me in time."

"The other thing is the action of the adventers. These two things are listed as the top priority. Don't hesitate even when I am in seclusion."

Su Heng explained these things one by one.

As the number one lackey, Li Hongxiu is not the first time to deal with these trivial matters. She has already been familiar with them.

"Okay." She nodded.

"Then go." Su Heng waved his hand, Li Hongxiu bowed and disappeared.

"I don't know I am a guest in my dream, I am greedy for pleasure..." The breeze was blowing, and the lush wilderness in front of him was like a sea, a crimson sea. Su Heng sneered.

What adventers, demon descendants, their era has ended, they are just lonely ghosts wandering under his throne. Since they are things that have been eliminated, they should be buried in a cold grave. If they don't want to be decent, Su Heng doesn't mind helping them to be decent. But once Su Heng has to do it himself, the scene will inevitably become bloody.

...

At the same time, Zhongzhou;

Ji Huaxi sat in her princess's mansion, and there were countless vermilion pillars under the hall. Because the hall was too wide, it even gave people an infinite atmosphere. It was like looking at those sacred torii in the quiet mountains. The ebony floor was as bright as a mirror because it had been scrubbed too many times. The red light of the setting sun shone through the wooden grilles of the window, and dust danced in the light column.

Figures wearing armor, military sleeves, or silk scarves sat cross-legged on both sides of the hall.

Among these people, there were men, women, young and old, and their temperaments were also different. The only thing in common was that each of them had a solemn aura, exuding a huge aura like a mountain. It was like the long white mist in the Boshan furnace, spreading out, and the atmosphere was so solemn that people could not speak, as if there was an invisible heavy object blocking their chests.

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