A demon god who destroyed several worlds was deceived by a group of "fat pigs" here.
The water in this world is so deep... Behind [the game] there is actually a more terrifying [giant millstone]... The inferior demon god is digging a tunnel here... Humans are prostituted by the demon god [Fantasy] for free... What a terrifying world?
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Feng Ling had this weird idea for the first time.
"It is normal for it to be in a daze. Our instruments have detected a large number of changes in the fluctuations of its soul. It should be that the memory of a dead doctor was injected into its mind, and the strength of its soul has been greatly improved."
"But the pig's brain is too simple to understand human memory, so it leads to dementia."
The Black Guard staff member laughed and said: "No matter how powerful your superpowers are, they still have to follow the laws of physics. Pig brains are not human brains. [It] cannot fully understand humans, let alone pigs."
He patted the big fat pig's butt: "Next, our pig comrade No. 1 will serve as the chief doctor of the cardiology department. We human doctors are equivalent to assistants to treat those sick pigs."
Feng Ling nodded slightly, not daring to neglect.
"continue."
It took several hours to inject memories into hundreds of healthy pigs!
The power of [Delusion] has gradually calmed down, and it seems that all the memories it extracted from history have been injected into it.
Once a certain pig doctor dies, this memory will be returned to Qingtian Hospital.
Its power will become active again.
Feng Ling was also a little tired and took a gulp of water.
But soon, her spirit rose again, and she shouted deep in her heart: "Sister, we... did it!"
"This is the first step for us to defeat [illusion]... Next, we have to take the second and third steps. We will definitely continue to do it."
The men in black clothes were inspecting these fat pigs.
"There are 564 memories in total, which corresponds to the number of deceased people."
"We kill 50-100 pig doctors every day to continuously extract its power. All patient pigs will be culled after leaving the hospital for a period of time."
The old man No. 1 turned back: "Mr. Pan, have you considered it? Our non-staff members in Black Guard can come and go freely. In fact, they don't have any special tasks, and their salary is not high, but they are well-informed at least, comparable to Hong Kong Island's "Today's Discussion"
"Newspapers are too informed."
"I'll think about it." Pan Hao wiped his sweat and was really swayed by the black-clothed guard's whimsical thoughts.
How could...it still be like this?
Is this the saint's plan?
As the sick pigs were treated by doctors, salt water was added to salt water, at least, the "lesser devil" who dug the tunnel in the well stopped thinking.
It began to dig a tunnel vigorously!
The dark narrow path seems to lead to endless space and time...
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Chapter completed!