The World is Sick

"The rules of the world have been fragmented, so it cannot interfere with reality too much..."

"It is necessary to make the existence of everything reasonable, such as..."

"Through all kinds of inevitable coincidences, adding the concept of Kevin Kaslana to you..."

[Apocalypse] explained Kevin in detail about the operation of the backstage boss.

"The bid is really generous, but it seems that completing this task alone may not be enough to offset the expensive value of this gift..."

"So, what else do I need to pay?"

Kevin's performance was quite calm, but the speed of chewing candy in his mouth sped up a little.

No wonder his "parents" died of "Honkai energy infection"...

It turns out that you started writing the script as early as the end of the Raccoon City crisis?

However, high returns and high risks often go hand in hand, and World Will is not a philanthropist.

It took a lot of trouble, but it just took a fancy to its blank identity documents and its mind that made plans.

"Being Kevin Kaslana, in addition to completing tasks, you may also have to bear the erosion of Honkai energy..."

"This substance will greatly shorten your lifespan and aggravate your body's collapse..."

"Furthermore, it has a growth limit, which is probably at the king level above the lord level, comparable to a mature Herrscher..."

[Apocalypse] After a moment of silence, he still gave the answer calmly.It's just that the host's calmness in the face of temptation, let it's logical calculations, did not expect it.

"Use a short-term outbreak to squeeze out the potential and help it clear the natural disaster virus as soon as possible..."

"It turned out that I was regarded as a consumable that can be used many times... The boss is not very kind..."

Kevin had a sneer on his face, obviously a little displeased with what the world will do.

Immediately, the commander tapped the wall with his right hand, stretched his waist, and then slightly raised the corners of his lips.

"Since it has already been shown, shouldn't you also show your chips?"

After a flash of light, the ball of light in his mind was writing data information.

"[Apocalypse] Sequential battle template is one of the three kings of Melo Heaven, the latest scientific research achievement of Apocalypse Wang Liangbing and Super Seminary..."

"It is almost the crystallization of the two cutting-edge ideas of Angel Civilization and Kamigawa Civilization, and it is also the ultimate conception of this world's fight against the Era of Void..."

"According to the will of my online world, the logical algorithm guessed from it..."

"Once you can replace that Virus Queen and become the new owner bred by the Bed Master City..."

"Then, the high-level angel gene added by Apocalypse Wang Liangbing will be able to be activated..."

"Different from the instability of the Houkai warrior, the angel gene will gradually transform the host's body, so as to achieve the ultimate evolution of immortality."

Kevin picked out his ears and responded with a disdainful chuckle.

"You seem to have missed something, this process will be very long..."

"The formation of high-level angels takes about tens of thousands of years..."

"Whether I can live that long, I really have to say..."

【Apocalypse】According to its own logical algorithm, I want to refute Kevin's doubts, but this is the truth.

I knew that one or two would be unreliable...

Kevin sighed helplessly, the mutation evolution provided by the will of the world is undoubtedly the best solution to practical problems.

Basically allows him to go to the sky in one step and walk sideways in most areas.

However, from a long-term perspective, this is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst...

Moreover, the ghost knows whether his consciousness will be eroded after becoming Kevin Kaslana's different time and space counterpart.

As for [Apocalypse]'s high-level angel gene activation, although it is safe, the fucking tens of thousands of years of growth is really cheating.

In addition, the angel gene that has just been turned on may have a limited increase, and whether it can resist ** is probably a problem.

According to this speed of treatment, maybe he will die that day, and there is no use in living for tens of thousands of years.

Choose to be a high-level angel in the Melo Heaven, or become a frost knight of the Kaslana family... What a dilemma...

Kevin couldn't think of a good solution for a while, so he could only calm down his messy thoughts for the time being and not get too entangled.

Right now, I should think more about how to find Alice and the others, and get the remaining two pieces of the puzzle.

Now, in addition to Yingman's real name, there is another grave guard. The simple Void Genome can no longer be the key to victory.

Just as Kevin was smoothing his mind and preparing to return to the small supermarket to rest, he found a figure blocking the stairs.

"Little brother, after I finish my job, I have to honestly go home and go on a blind date..."

"Why don't you consider going back to Northern Europe with me, and then I'll tell my father directly that you are my illegitimate child outside..."

"With this technology of identity and destiny, the Houkai energy in your body can be suppressed to the maximum..."

Siegfried skillfully used [Heavenly Fire Sacred Judgment] to light his own cigarette.Staring at this funny little guy with a half-smile.

He was really just kind-hearted. As for the evil idea of ​​desecrating the family's glory by letting a child who bears the name of an ancestor become his son, he swore that he would never have it!

A guy who looks frivolous and lazy, but is actually soft-hearted.

Kevin knew it in his heart, and then couldn't help but smiled kindly at the handsome white-haired guy, shaking his head and refusing.

Just kidding, the archbishop of Destiny, who is in power, likes this kind of experimental material that is resistant to Houkai, and it is too late for him to hide now.

If he passed by foolishly, he might be sliced ​​and studied one day.

"However, if your daughter is born, I can consider being her..."

After politely rejecting Siegfried's kindness, Kevin seemed a little bit sorry, and offered a friendly proposal to Siegfried.

"Be her...brother? You really figured it out!"

This inconspicuous guy seemed to have a deep obsession with having a son named "Kevin Kaslana", so he answered subconsciously.

"Get out! I've decided, I'm going to be her godfather!"

Kevin's face darkened, and he directly erased the alternate title of "Uncle" and replaced it with another malicious title.

"Oh, wait, how did you know I would have a daughter? What if it's a son?"

"My son will be called Kevin Kaslana from now on, do you mind?"

The tired guy was smoking a cigarette, asking Kevin all the way...

ps: I recommend a Honkai-type novel with infinite flow and lily direction. The main character is mentally handicapped nun Teresa. The content is quite interesting and the word count is quite fat. Teresa's Journey to the Worlds

brief introduction:

Teresa's Bizarre Adventure.

Non-transformation, no male lead, no marriage.

The first volume has a bit of a dark history feeling, it should be fine to skip it.

World Progress—Steel Refining (Completed)—Magic Ban (Completed)—Shana (Completed)—Honkai (Completed)—Dating A Live (Completed)—Onmyoji & Touhou Project (Completed)——Type Month (end) - Game Life (end) - game world (urgent end) - dark ** (end) - different myths and legends (in progress...

Chapter 110 Chapter [-] Civilization Overcomes Barbarism

On the fourth day, the main city of bed, along the coast of the Big Island.

In the early morning, the sunlight penetrating from the purple-red crystal forest becomes colorful after refraction, covering the quiet East District with a bewitching veil.

This once bustling and noisy coastal central area is now dead silent.

Burnt-out car wrecks, forest-white broken human skeletons, collapsed buildings, stranded and floating fishing boats, sprawling purple-red virus crystal forests...

This is the corner of the doomsday scene, desolate and desolate...

On the other hand, the ports and squares along the coast are crowded with people, but the rotting appearance and strong corpse odor basically make most living creatures retch and stay far away.

These nearly [-] zombies looked like swarms of wriggling maggots on the ground. They stared blankly at the amethyst royal court on the big island while gasping for breath.

Under the shroud of the amethyst forest, dense virus dust was born and peeled off from the "trunk" and "leaf veins", forming layers of purple clouds in the sky.

Although the evolution of cannibalism in the zombie group still exists, most of them are standing quietly, allowing the pervasive virus dust to transform their decayed bodies.

"Whoo! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" However, this evolution was interrupted by a series of sharp whistling in the air.

Nearly a hundred black shadows with long flame tails swooped down amidst the sharp explosions in the air.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There were violent explosions one after another, and the square and the coastal port area where many zombie groups gathered instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames.

The rotting limbs flew in all directions under the double pinch of shock waves and shrapnel. This group of wriggling maggots seemed to be crushed to death in pieces by the hand of God that fell from the sky.

"Targets have been delineated in the A1-A4 area, and all saturation bombing operations have been completed. The first team requests to return..."

"The second team has completed the task, requesting to return to the voyage for supplies..."

"The third team and the fourth team are in charge of the area. Special electromagnetic interference has occurred. The coverage of the purple mist has been detected and is expanding. We request to abandon the fixed-point bombing and return as soon as possible..."

In the black infantry fighting vehicle serving as the headquarters, Soichiro Takashiro granted permission to the request of the four fighter jet formations.

Looking at the dense flames on the screen and the advance area that was basically swept away for a round, Soichiro Takashiro nodded proudly.

These twelve F15J fighter jets are barely enough for a squadron, but they are his trump card.

However, these gadgets are equipment returned to the factory for maintenance by the Self-Defense Forces, and there may be some hidden dangers to some extent.

Moreover, the above can be called professional military pilots, only accounted for half, and the rest can fly fighter jets back and forth and drop bombs accurately, which is already blessed by Amaterasu.

Therefore, being able to produce such a result has already exceeded Souichiro Takashiro's expectations, and it is unnecessary to continue taking risks.

But it's not over yet!

With the order from the command center where Takashiro Soichiro was located, a group of self-propelled artillery, towed artillery, howitzers, and even small and medium-sized machine guns that were dismantled and transported from the army garrison, all began to tremble and roar.

The command did not order a ceasefire until two-thirds of the ammunition stockpile had been poured on the designated target.

At this time, smoke and dust billowed in the east area, and the pervasive purple mist, mixed with the stench of corpses, had completely enveloped this area.

Immediately after the six fighter jets completed their supplies, they went back and forth, and under the excited and tyrannical eyes of Soichiro Takashiro, they threw another hole card—napalm bomb—to the designated area!