No one knows Gluttony's former identity, his name, and everything he has ever owned, as if they have become worthless in front of the name Gluttony.
No one knows how he was discovered by the pioneers and what kind of torture he went through before he finally became what Tang Ji looked like when he first saw Gluttony.
It seems that he only provided a shell for the existence of Gluttony, one of the Seven Deadly Sins, and then was quickly forgotten by the world.
But as the Fire Eaters, the super flesh-eating bacteria created specifically for gluttony, continued to attack the city, gluttony finally began to take a big step back.
At the last moment, the remaining part of Gluttony suddenly withstood the burning of the flames of hatred and turned into a fat human male body. But before Tang Ji could see his face clearly, the Fire Eater took him in the blink of an eye.
Devour it all.
Tang Ji was immersed in the pus soup with a temperature of over 220 degrees, trying not to think about the environment deep inside him. He had done everything he could.
He successfully blocked Gluttony's every counterattack to escape, blocked Gluttony's attempts to dig down into the ground, etc. Fury finally trapped Gluttony in this pressure cooker, waiting for the end of everything.
Tang Ji had been holding his breath for more than five minutes. During this process, he kept wandering in the pot of pus, letting go of his senses and looking for solid matter that was still wriggling.
He is the loyal ally of the fire-eating super flesh-eating bacteria in this war. Rage cuts off Gluttony's way of survival from the physical level, while the flames of hatred cut off Gluttony's biggest advantage from the supernatural level.
Burned by the flames of hatred, Gluttony cannot evolve quickly and generates new generation cells that can resist the fire eaters to renew its own tissues.
Even Gluttony's perverted self-healing ability became slow and difficult under the flames of hatred.
By the way, a little trivia: During the evolution process, Gluttony gave up the existence of the spine, but it has a structure similar to human joints. The future classification problem alone will make a large number of scholars lose their hair.
Its huge upper body is supported by the calcareous bone plate structure of echinoderms. When flesh-eating bacteria multiplied in large numbers, the huge bone plate once floated on the pus and became Tangji's temporary foothold.
But that thing later corroded itself because the remnant body of Gluttony began to secrete digestive juices. Obviously, it was just a temporary structure evolved from Gluttony, and even its internal compatibility was not resolved.
As the strong alkaline substance that neutralizes the digestive juices was put into the cauldron, the temperature inside it rose sharply, and the fire-eater's activity immediately began to decrease.
But at this time, Gluttony has basically lost its ability to resist. It is still alive only conceptually. There are still things that represent the concept of Gluttony in this pot of pus. From an individual point of view, Gluttony can no longer exist.
considered a threat.
Tangji climbed up along the edge of the 'basin' and suspended himself five meters above the surface of the pus. The continuously rolling liquid below turned a strange orange-red color due to complex chemical reactions, looking like boiling magma.
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The rising corrosive high-temperature steam is enough to turn ordinary people into part of the pus below in an instant. Tang Ji's tactical uniform has been completely corroded, and even with the reinforcement effect, it cannot be saved.
The expensive dragon scale armor protection system has also been left behind due to reasons such as the failure of adhesives and the disappearance of linking fibers after experiencing extreme environments such as ultra-low temperatures, ultra-high temperatures, and acid and alkali immersion.
Without the bonus of the Revenge Weapon, Tang Ji might not even be able to keep the prelude. At this time, he only has a VI-level armored shoulder pad firmly attached to the shoulder on the side of the prosthetic leg.
"The coolant is about to be poured, pay attention to changes in the internal environment." Wu Qianying's voice was transmitted to Tang Ji through the spiritual network: "It is no longer possible to detect the existence of gluttonous individuals through observation methods. What do you think? Have we succeeded?"
"I don't know." Tang Ji gave his answer. He could no longer sense any potential danger, nor did he find any living creatures.
But the pus below, which looked like a lake, was constantly changing in the steam, looking like Gluttony was mocking them for their overestimation.
Is the gluttonous tissue digested by the fire-eating flesh-eating bacteria still gluttonous?
Or to change the question, did they really understand what gluttony was from the beginning?
Who can guarantee that gluttony does not exist in the form of a pot of pus below?
At this moment, Tang Ji seemed to understand the worries of those scientific researchers. Questions without definite answers were too torturous.
The coolant in Wu Qianying's mouth was ice cubes obtained locally. Tons of ice cubes were greedily thrown into the basin, and huge waves of more than ten meters high were picked up in the pus soup.
The sharp drop in temperature soon revived the fire-eating super flesh-eating bacteria, but for them there were no more nutrients in the nutrient pool to consume, and these flesh-eating bacteria soon turned to killing each other.
Road, and in just ten minutes, their number was reduced to one-tenth, and then fell into dormancy again because the temperature continued to drop.
Wu Qianying, who had been reading the data, exhaled heavily and exited the overclocking state, with clouds of white mist steaming above her head.
"I declare that from a scientific level, we have eliminated gluttony, and it is no longer a threat to mankind." Wu Qianying's tone contained no excitement, but only fatigue.
But as she spoke, the team members behind her clapped excitedly. Only those from the Lost Mountain Base knew how much effort they had made behind the scenes for this operation.
Action planning, solution preparation, pheromone cracking, fire-eater cultivation, and most importantly, they proved the power of science.
Even Mikkelson applauded along with him. More than 4,000 Mikkelsons around the world had a smile on their lips. He could cross off a line again on his to-do list.
There were only a few things on his to-do list. Thinking from this perspective, he seemed to feel a lot more relaxed, and Mikkelsen clapped even harder.
"Your ruthless bitch is so merciless." Wolfgang opened the lid and saw Tang Ji's embarrassment. He waved his hand and helped Tang Ji transform into a suit of clothes: "It's a pity that there is no media present this time, otherwise how could you have done it?"
The last time was Time Magazine.”
Tang Ji raised his middle finger at him.
"So, what should we do with this pile of liquid?" Wolfgang looked at what was left in the basin and said that it would be unrealistic to say that he didn't have any ideas in his mind.
The instinctive impulse drove him into the trap of jealousy, and as a result, Greed ushered in the most humiliating days of his life.
But now, another 'corpse' of the Seven Deadly Sins is placed in front of him. Even if the form is disgusting, Wolfgang still has a certain interest in it.
Being greedy, he has vaguely realized that if he wants to go further, one of the channels is to devour the other Seven Deadly Sins
As Wolfgang, he also knew very well that although he was now the only Seven Deadly Sins at the LV3 stage, facing Tang Ji, Mikkelsen, and that terrifying woman hiding in the dark at the same time, he had little chance of winning.
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After all, the other party can use the jealous head as a tool. Every time Wolfgang thinks about this, he feels a chill in his back.
"We will seal these things, and maybe finding an opportunity to launch them into outer space is a good choice." Wu Qianying was sent to Tang Ji by Wang Zhengdao. He looked at Tang Ji carefully and let him go after making sure that the other party was fine.
He took a breath and swayed for a moment, but was supported by Wang Zhengdao so he didn't fall down.
She needs to supplement a lot of sugar to recover, and now she just wants to confirm Tangji's condition.
"You need to be disinfected and isolated. The vitality of fire eaters is very tenacious." Wu Qianying gave herself a shot of nutrient and said to Tang Ji: "When I get back, I will make some clothes according to my current image."
Wolfgang pretended to be humble and reached out to sweep away the non-existent dust on his shoulders: "This is the taste that has been baptized by time and settled."
"If I were you, living for hundreds of years and still spinning around on the earth without realizing food freedom, I would definitely be so ashamed that I couldn't hold my head up because I wasted my time." Wu Qianying is not so well-mannered when facing other people.
One sentence left Wolfgang speechless.
If it were anyone else, Wolfgang could naturally be dismissive, but this Dr. Wu had just proven his intelligence.
From the time she obtained the biological samples of Gluttony to the present, it has only been more than a year since she completed the decoding of pheromones and the cultivation of fire-eating flesh-eating bacteria. What if she had been given hundreds of years?
Looking back at Wolfgang, it took him more than a hundred years to achieve financial freedom, and then he lost his assets to financial crises four times, and had to show his fangs and rely on the most primitive means to accumulate again.
"I just helped you a lot." Wolfgang hugged his shoulders and felt that the two people in front of him were definitely a family. If you can't talk, then don't talk.
"We were actually invited by Mikkelsen to help." Wu Qianying looked at Wolfgang, suddenly smiled, stopped joking, stretched out her hand and shook Wolfgang's hand: "I hope you didn't include me in the recipe
, otherwise I might be tempted to develop a biological weapon with you as a specific target."
Wu Qianying's words instantly stopped Wolfgang from laughing. He was not sure whether the woman in front of him was joking or serious.
Because she does have this ability, and she has supplied a large amount of greedy blood to the outside world voluntarily or involuntarily over the years, it is easy to obtain biological samples.
Wang Zhengdao gave Tang Ji a thumbs up where Wolfgang couldn't see him. This was the first time he saw Wolfgang, an old bastard, so defiant.
What happens next is that there is no need to mobilize so many people. Five of the known Seven Deadly Sins gathered in Antarctica. This is a huge waste of resources.
The remains of Gluttony were packed into airtight containers. After analysis by Lost Mountain researchers, these substances could only be regarded as ordinary pus, which had no value at all, and did not have the magic that Gluttony once had.
But for safety reasons, Tang Ji still opened the dimensional door and sent all the sealed containers back to the Lost Mountain base for landfill storage.
Wolfgang walked by himself. Although he may need to make thirty to fifty space jumps to return to the European Union, Wang Zhengdao obviously did not have the pleasure to send him on a journey. God knows whether he will take the old man on the way.
The king is like a little biscuit.
Mikkelsen walked very neatly. He used a small-yield nuclear bomb as the final touch to ensure that nothing was left behind. To ensure safety, he kept watching the countdown end. The nuclear bomb explosion swept away everything around him and gave up the weapon directly.
Doppelgänger.
So in theory, Tang Ji was the last one to evacuate. His disinfection work was very complicated. After returning to the Lost Mountain base, he entered isolation again and was washed and disinfected repeatedly before he regained his freedom.
At this point, the entire hunting operation officially ended, with death resulting from gluttony.
"Drink! Drink! Drink!" There was a lot of noise in the Afterlife Bar. Martin was drinking his ninety-ninth glass of wine. A large group of idle mercenaries surrounded him, cheering loudly.
Tony interspersed among them, taking cash from each mercenary. They were betting on whether Martin could drink a hundred glasses of wine at once.
Anyone who sees Martin now will let out a silent admiration. He looks so powerful. Even in this era where prosthetics are flying everywhere and superhumans are everywhere, Martin is still full of intimidation.
This was the fourth day after Gluttony's death, and there was no movement among the pioneers. Just like before, they shrank up after suffering huge losses, and all members fell into silence, hiding in the dark and making it difficult to find.
The work of the FBAS bureau is going smoothly, some new blood has been recruited into the bureau, and Mikkelsen is responsible for the review work to ensure that every elite selected has a clean background.
At the same time, it also allowed semi-literate people like Martin to be freed from the tedious daily work, and together with Tony and Soult, they hung out in the Afterlife Bar and made bets with people.
Now, Martin had drank his hundredth glass of strong liquor, roared, and smashed the glass on the table to show that he had completed the challenge.
"Damn it! I knew he not only had a pair of iron skin, but the inside was also made of iron.-" After losing the money, the mercenaries complained a few times and then left.
"I heard that gluttony has been cured by the boss?" Martin was not drunk at all and handed Soult a glass of juice: "Kid, drink this!"
Soult sneered, sitting on the chair and didn't see him move, but the next second the wine in Martin's glass turned into juice, and the glass in front of Soult was filled with wine.
"Bah" Martin spit out the juice on the ground in disgust, depressedly crushed the brass wine glass into an egg, and bit off half of it in one bite.
"You have to pay for that cup too!" Claire, the bartender, saw Martin's actions and pointed at him, obviously not surprised.
"Hey beauty, I've settled their bill." A smooth voice suddenly appeared, and a familiar face stood in front of Martin: "By the way, tell me how Tang Ji and the others deal with gluttony?"
"Fuck!" Martin punched him like a reflex: "Kang Orr!"