Chapter 393 of the main volume of Magical Change Worldwide: Code, Ambition, and Conjecture "Congratulations to the player for achieving the achievement [Mad Scientist]!"
"In vivo experiments, gene cutting, limb modification, monster organ implantation..."
"For you, these inhumane experiments are as natural as eating, drinking, and breathing. There is no need to go through moral condemnation or the test of human nature."
"In the eyes of the benefactors of the zx1220 plane, you are the mad scientist in the movie, fearful and admirable at the same time!"
"The current main task completion progress is: 123/150!"
After the hair was finished, the red panda spun around in a circle, with colorful lights flashing around it, as if it was imitating Sailor Moon's transformation.
Phew! Phew!
The scientist's attire was gone, and the black and white dumpling was wearing a small skirt. He blew Yan Anqing two slutty kisses, then suddenly turned into smoke and disappeared without a trace.
"So that's it..."
A faint smile appeared on Yan Anqing's face.
Originally, if you want to achieve success, you need the participation of many highly intelligent beings.
Now it seems that as long as there is a son of the plane, there is also the possibility of harvesting achievements.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Cheng Junyuan suddenly let out a scream and knelt on the ground, covering his heart with one hand and beating the ground crazily with the other hand.
Black scales appeared on his legs.
Veins popped out on his forehead, and his breathing became rapid.
Meng Shen, who was standing next to him, was not surprised but happy.
This phenomenon has occurred before.
That was when Cheng Junyuan reached the second level from the top of the first level. The pain was so painful that he almost wanted to tear his left hand off!
After about ten seconds, Cheng Junyuan slowly got up with sweat all over his body.
"I seem to have made a breakthrough..."
He looked dazed and felt a little itchy in his heart, so he tore open his shirt and found that a scale appeared on his heart, like a breast shield.
The surging power, accompanied by the heartbeat, surged to the limbs and bones, making Cheng Junyuan feel that his explosive power had doubled now, and he could easily kill a cow.
In fact, he still underestimated his current level.
A cow?
Even if it is an elephant, Cheng Junyuan can easily kill it with a hammer.
His current level is already that of Superman.
At this moment, Cheng Junyuan has come out of the state of exhaustion, and his expression is extremely excited: "Level 4! We are finally here! We are not far from Level 5!"
The extraordinary beings on earth are in a great era. Even those who are on the trend, it is very difficult to reach the fourth level!
But in the punk battlefield, in less than a month, Cheng Junyuan tied with Christian, Ma Ran, Yu Hongyi, Lin Aolong, Zhou Yun and other trend-setters of the era.
Cheng Junyuan couldn't help but think about the future, where he would become the strongest person on earth.
Fifth level, sixth level, seventh level!
I don’t even know what level of ruler I am!
In Cheng Junyuan’s view, these are no longer out of reach!
He didn't know that this situation was also a coincidence, a combination of the game between Yan Anqing and the punk gangsters, and the blessing of the will of the two major planes.
The ht900 plane is a micro-demon plane. The power system of most planes will not be restricted here, but the limit of individual power can only reach the sixth level.
"I don't know which part will be strengthened after reaching the fifth level? Maybe the spine, maybe the brain?"
Cheng Junyuan's eyes fell on the empty syringe in Yan Anqing's hand: "If I inject this directly, can I go directly to the fifth level?"
In the punk battlefield, life and death were precarious. During this period, Cheng Junyuan was on the line between life and death many times. He only managed to survive with extreme explosions and explosions.
After all, this is the real world, not a game. It is impossible for a programmer to arrange everything, just so that someone with the same strength as him or even slightly weaker can come and give him experience and kills to upgrade him.
Cheng Junyuan feels that he is not strong enough!
"Impossible."
Yan Anqing shook his head: "This thing has too many side effects. The effect can only last for one hour. When the effect of the drug wears off, the gene will collapse and the user will die on the spot."
"Injecting it is essentially similar to organ modification, except that it won't affect the appearance."
"There are no experimental equipment here. Otherwise, I can make Y01 gene medicine without side effects."
…
"To kill, or not to kill?"
The punk gangster's malicious gaze fell on Cheng Junyuan.
After being tricked once before, he learned to be wise and has been observing, thinking, and analyzing in secret.
There are five people on his list now: Cheng Junyuan, Yan Anqing, Jing Wenhua, Tang Hexuan, and Kou Feipeng!
Originally, Kou Feipeng was almost deleted from the list.
But as time went by, he gradually discovered that Kou Feipeng was not as weak or stupid as Jing Wenhua and Tang Hexuan thought. It was only because of information asymmetry that various shortcomings were exposed in the open.
However, after becoming a team leader and leading more than two thousand people, Kou Feipeng continued to learn and hone himself in a harsh environment. His shortcomings disappeared one by one, and his own strength quickly soared to the peak level of the fourth level.
The entire team of two thousand people supports him alone, and no one can detect his selfishness.
Seeing that Kou Feipeng was about to surpass Jing Wenhua and Tang Hexuan, Punk Blackhand kept him on the reference list, and even adjusted his priority to the first place.
Currently, the one he doubts the most is Kou Feipeng, and the one he doubts the least is Yan Anqing.
"This Yan Anqing is still at the first level, almost the same. Can he be deleted from the list?"
The thought came to mind, and Punk Blackhand sneered: "No, no need to delete it, I just need to design it a little and let him die, and it will be okay."
Each of these five people looks like the chosen one from the Miracle Plane, but each one of them is like a stepping stone to pioneer the king.
The five people suspected of being the Chosen Ones are all connected to each other.
If he was not in a hurry, he could secretly add fuel to the flames and intensify the conflicts among the five people little by little.
The one who survives in the end is the real son of destiny!
When the time comes, just kill them directly.
But, He doesn’t have time!
Don't look at it. In the eyes of more than 2,000 group wearers on the earth, He is a black hand. He is suspected of being an omnipotent god. He played a bloody game of punk battlefield out of boredom.
This is not actually the case.
He wants to gain access to the Miracle Plane!
This is to pull chestnuts out of the fire.
Too dangerous! Too dangerous!
The Miracle Plane contains great opportunities!
After obtaining a plane that possesses both demonic and extraordinary attributes, as long as there is enough time to discover its secrets, he will definitely be able to break through the shackles of his own rank, transcend the boundaries of micro-demon in the ht9001 plane, and become a true ruler!
Now, the coordinates of the Miracle Plane have just been exposed, and he still has a slight chance to drink the soup in one mouthful. Later, he may not even be able to smell it!
"I should, there is still some time, let's test it out first!"
Even though this is His plane, He doesn't have the slightest home field advantage!
He secretly hated it, but he also made a decision.
Increase the intensity of testing!
"Cheng Junyuan and Yan Anqing's small team of three, and Kou Feipeng's two thousand people..."
"Hmph...how can I let you all keep going your separate ways?"
Punk Blackhand sneered and started operating.
He gained wisdom after suffering a loss, and he was unwilling to take action directly now.
But there is still no problem in taking action indirectly.
…
Kou Feipeng was talking to his class teacher Qu Siyu, discussing how to solve the problem of those male and female students engaging in skin-trading for a mouthful of food and water.
"There is no way! There is no way!"
A look of pain appeared on Qu Si's face: "Now, there is no morality, and no strong man has set down a code to restrain everyone's behavior with an iron fist and iron blood."
code?
Isn't it the law?
Kou Feipeng frowned, feeling that Qu Siyu was hinting that he would become a local emperor.
He sneered in his heart.
This Qu Siyu used to be compassionate and had a high professional ethics. Now it seems that she is no longer a white lotus. Recently, she has always been very close to her and rarely paid attention to the "good students" she valued most before.
In fact, if Kou Feipeng hadn't kept up the pretense of being a good leader, he felt that he could have gotten Qu Siyu into bed.
Now, he is equivalent to those small lords in the European Middle Ages. As for the emperor?
A native emperor with two thousand people?
After all, we are Chinese people and we cannot afford to disgrace that person.
"Actually, there is still not enough food and water. This is a flaw, and there is no way to do it."
Kou Feipeng sighed and wanted to say something else.
Suddenly, the earth began to vibrate with a rumble.
People started talking one after another.
"An earthquake?"
"No! It's a tide of beasts! How could there be a tide of beasts!"
"Run quickly!"
"Run, run, run! I don't want to die in a place like this!"
Kou Feipeng glanced into the distance and saw the overwhelming black tide of beasts sweeping over him. His pupils instantly shrank into dangerous needle-like shapes, and he took the lead and rushed out in the opposite direction.
Birds and beasts, all kinds of monsters, endless!
escape!
escape!
escape!
This was the only thought left in his mind.
Now Kou Feipeng has reached the level of the fourth level, and he is already extremely strong one-on-one.
But once you fall into this tide of beasts, you will die!
After running for a while, Kou Feipeng vaguely noticed something was wrong.
"These monsters are not trying to kill, eat, or completely annihilate us, they are just trying to drive us away!"
He clearly noticed that very few people died. Except for a few who were frightened and lying on the ground and refused to move forward, there were more than 2,000 people. They all seemed to be dying, but in fact, they were not injured.
About half an hour later, three black spots appeared in Kou Feipeng's vision.
Meng Shen, Yan Anqing, Cheng Junyuan!
The beast tide also spread out and surrounded them at extremely fast speeds.
"Sure enough, the guesses of the two boys Tang Hexuan and Jing Wenhua were correct. The mastermind behind the punk battlefield has been paying attention to us!"
Kou Feipeng gritted his teeth: "Bitch, what on earth does he want to do!"
The beast tide was like a city wall, blocking them off.
After appeasing people's hearts a little, Kou Feipeng came to Yan Anqing and others.
