An Qingyu squinted at Uncle Kyosuke, a flash of grayness flashed in his eyes, and he instantly analyzed his body.
"The aftermath of the previous battle." Uncle Kyousuke smiled bitterly.
"Why is it so serious?" An Qingyu frowned more and more, "Six terminal diseases, fourteen viruses...your body is already terminally ill."
"Can you be cured?"
"I am a scientist, not a magic doctor." An Qingyu shook his head, "The virus in your body has far exceeded the range that modern science can deal with. If you let me dissect you, and then try to inject you with some special
If you use reagents or mutated genomes and become experimental subjects, you may have a chance to survive, but this probability is unlikely, and you may directly turn into a monster...
After all, I have never conducted human experiments on anyone except myself. To be honest, with your current physical fitness... it will be very difficult for you to survive my experiments."
An Qingyu told the truth.
From the time he obtained the "only correct answer" to now, the most experimental subjects have been rats, followed by himself.
After repeated analysis and experiments, it was found that his body no longer belongs to the category of "human", and it has two super life-saving abilities: super-speed regeneration and clones. Even if he fails to transform himself and dies, he still has a chance to come back.
.
How to use these special powers to transform the physique of normal people was a blind spot in his knowledge.
Of course, as long as he is given enough time to research, he can also find a way to transform Uncle Kyousuke's body and extend his life... But Uncle Kyousuke's time is running out.
Science is not achieved overnight.
"I understand." Uncle Kyousuke nodded calmly, and then turned his attention to the disease on the battlefield, "Anyway, I want him to make that potion first, please give me some time."
"Okay." An Qingyu nodded, "But first, we have to subdue him..."
"give it to me."
Uncle Kyosuke stepped forward and walked slowly towards the fog of the epidemic.
An Qingyu opened his mouth, wanting to remind him that he couldn't go in, but finally closed his mouth.
With Uncle Kyousuke's current physical condition, it no longer matters whether he enters that fog or not... Since this is his long-cherished wish, An Qingyu can't stand in the way.
What's more, the addition of Uncle Kyousuke can resolve this battle faster.
Ding--!
Uncle Kyousuke stepped into the fog of the epidemic, and the [Miscellaneous Eye] on his waist was clearly unsheathed.
At the same time, when Bianbai, who was fighting fiercely with Jialan in the fog of the disease, heard this soft sound, his eyes blurred, everything around him fell into darkness, and Jialan's figure instantly faded out of his sight.
Ode——!
Severe pain came from the side of his body, and when he was completely unable to see his surroundings, the destructive beam of light from the [Tianque] spear instantly tore off one of his arms.
Severe pain surged into Illness's heart.
"[Miscellaneous Eyes]?! Yuri Kurotetsu! Are you nearby?!" This was not the first time that Yiquan felt the hallucination caused by [Miscellaneous Eyes]. After he was injured and in pain, he reacted instantly and raised his head to face
shouted around.
Uncle Kyosuke held the golden sword, his figure submerged in the mist, and looked at him calmly without speaking.
boom!!
Jialan saw that Sickness had lost his resistance and his combat power had plummeted. Knowing that the opportunity had come, he put away his gun and punched Sickness's jaw hard. [Immortal]'s fist collided with the metal skeleton, making a harsh buzzing sound.
Send his whole body flying into the sky!
The disease flew about ten meters in the air and landed heavily on the ground.
At this time, the illusion that shrouded the disease had not dissipated.
The weakness of [Miscellaneous Eye] is that it is a non-combat knife. Once the knife owner has the slightest intention to kill, the target will directly break away from the illusion state and return to normal. However, after the current illness is beaten, he is still in the illusion state.
status……
This is because Uncle Kyosuke does not have murderous intent in his body.
It was Jialan who wanted to kill him.
A muffled sound was heard, and Jialan kicked Biling away again, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.
In this state, Jialan can even stab the patient with a spear, directly piercing through the head of the patient. However, An Qingyu has already told her that before Uncle Kyousuke speaks, he must save the patient's life, so now he only uses close combat.
Means, crazily weakening the combat effectiveness of the disease.
"Hahaha……"
Illness was punched by Jialan several times in a row, and he laughed loudly as if he thought of something, "I know! Yuri Heizhe! I know what you want to do!"
Your son has been away from my medicine for so long, he is probably dying, right? Let me guess, is he in a coma now, and all his body functions are weakening crazily?
Is he...dying?
So you’re here, you want to get the gamma reagent from me that can save Yuri Takibai and prolong your son’s life!”
boom--!!
Jialan punched the sick man in the face again, knocking him away. His figure was embedded in a wall behind him, and smoke and dust flew everywhere.
Uncle Kyousuke held the palm of [Mistress] unconsciously and exerted force, and his knuckles began to turn white. He stared at the disease, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.
He is trying hard to control his murderous intention!
Bianpan is very aware of the weakness of [Miscellaneous Tong]. He is deliberately using words to anger Uncle Kyousuke, thereby making him have murderous intentions. Only in this way can he turn around from this extremely passive situation!
"It's useless if you don't speak! I know you are here!"
In the gap in the wall, Bai Liang raised his head with difficulty. The metal skeleton of his chin had been somewhat deformed by Jialan's beating, but he was still smiling, "Yuuri Heizhe, let me tell you, even if I die here today,
It’s also impossible to make gamma potion for you!
Yuuri Takibai is the ultimate weapon we have cultivated! If our Oracle falls, he will never want to live alone!
There is no way that your Yuri family will end well."
Click!
The veins in Uncle Kyousuke's hand holding [Miscellaneous Eyes] were bulging out. His other hand was tightly clenched into a fist, and it was already buzzing.
Streams of blood spilled from the corners of Uncle Kyousuke's mouth.
His teeth had been bitten to pieces, but he still swallowed it into his stomach. He stared at the sickly smiling face, the anger in his eyes burning.
He suddenly raised the golden sword in his hand...
Stung into his own shoulder!
Gurgling blood flowed along the blade of the golden sword and dripped to the ground. Under the severe pain, Uncle Kyousuke managed to stay rational from his anger, controlled his breathing, and suppressed the rising murderous intention in his heart!
He endured it.
Uncle Kyousuke slowly closed his eyes and pulled out the [Miscellaneous Eye] bit by bit from his shoulder...