This is probably the biggest benefit of not feeling pain?

Lin Xiang stood quietly, silently watching "his" every move. He was like standing in front of a sterile box, observing the mouse who had just been fed the poison bait. He watched it from the pain when the poison ejaculated, and accurately calculated the time from torture to the verge of death. It was not until the poor pet was about to lose all its physical functions that he threw down the antidote with satisfaction and watched another process of death and living again.

"Hahao?"

He looked carefully at the zombie that had re-closed his body and shouted tentatively.

"He" turned around instinctively. Obviously, the zombie didn't expect Lin Xiang to call out his name. A rather strange expression appeared on his shriveled and shriveled face. He was somewhat surprised. He was silent for a moment before nodding slowly and answered in a positive tone: "...". "Ahao."

"What's the use of these things?"

Lin Xiang picked up a piece of rag from the ground, wiped the dagger, stuffed it into the sheath. He then pointed to the vegetable roots and woven pockets that were rolling down beside him. At the same time, he took out the pistol again... Maybe it was because the danger had been solved! "He"'s eyes also released a gaze of hatred and revenge. The bone knife on his left arm slowly retracted, and it seemed to be in the most suitable position for attack.

Lin Xiang knew very well how to approach Zhu. He sneered and raised his right hand, and fired a shot at an empty house dozens of meters away. In the vacant house, a huge roar that was beyond the ears was immediately erupted. At the same time, a mutant beast with a height of more than two meters and a spider-like shape flew backwards from the house, hitting heavily on the rusty metal crossbar across the street, falling to the ground with a bang.

Detection consciousness can capture every mutant creature close to. It is very convenient and practical to pick out one of the closest ones to kill the right power.

The shocking power of the large-caliber Magnum warhead was obviously strong enough. The ferocity that had just been revealed on the zombie Ahao's face immediately turned into fear. Even the sharp bone knife unconsciously retreated back to the normal position that should have existed. Lin Xiang glanced at him calmly and spitted contemptuously. The spit, the muzzle that was emitting white smoke, finally slowly fell down.

"Give (eating) nothing."

"He" opened his mouth and emitted two syllables that were hard to distinguish.

Lin Xiang stared at him again and looked carefully, raised his right hand holding the gun, pointed to the vegetable roots on the ground, and said coldly and irresistibly: "Let me see what you want to eat now..."

"No, can't..."

Ahao shook his head unexpectedly and said seriously: "I."

..I can't bear it and can eat it. There are still harms."." His wife." Wife?

Lin Xiang's clear black eyes narrowed slightly, but a trace of extremely sharp and cold light was revealed. This perfectly concealed the shock deep in his heart and the doubts and shock that might be revealed on his face at any time.

After a moment of silence, he put away his gun, took out a piece of 250 grams of military chocolate from his carry-on backpack, threw it in front of Ahao, and said in a cold tone: "Take me to see her."

After a pause, he continued to emphasize his tone: "Otherwise, I will kill you now."

(Appendix: If someone threatens you to take him to see your wife, if you don’t go, just use a knife. What choice will you make?)

.”.”.”

Cricks is a very sunny man.

As the new president of the Association of Doctors, his appearance does meet the above definition.

He is tall and not very strong in shape, but has a nearly perfect muscle contour. While highlighting the soft lines, he also exudes an explosive atmosphere of power. He has a head of light gray hair similar to Rand Walker, soft and smooth, with an overall length of more than 30 cm. He is tied behind his head with a beautiful black ribbon and draped into a ponytail. This dress does not give him any pretentiousness or change.

His attitude and feeling make him look less tough to a certain extent. Plus, he always keeps his smile on his face. "." How to say, a beautiful man who is just a little less of a mustache for decoration.

If it were in the old days, Crix would definitely be a super cowherd who was enough to fascinate tens of millions of women. Of course, the premise was that he had to engage in this industry first. As for now, he also had an unparalleled special charm to some of the female natural person subordinates in the Association of Doctors.

Like everyone else, Chris has his own secret. But he can never speak it out. Unless you can find it yourself and find it.

"Big white eggshell" is probably the most suitable word for describing the city of life. Since the construction of the first large settlement, the Joint Doctors Association has always used this construction method based on lightweight and thin materials. The honeycomb composite roof is extremely light and does not even require large machinery to be completed by ordinary workers. It is very solid, the arch design can withstand huge pressure, and has excellent shock resistance. Of course, there is no way that anything in the world is perfect. Egg-shaped houses also have disadvantages such as excessive footprint and low space utilization.

However, the wasteland world is not a civilized society after all. There is no such thing as compensation for demolition and relocation. The joint doctors associations to build cities are quite arbitrary and free. They do not need to consider various adverse factors, but only need to expand the beneficial aspects as much as possible. As for spatial issues, "." It is enough to create more."

Standing at the window and looking at the layers of white egg-shaped buildings in the distance, Chris's gloomy and cold face gradually showed a trace of slowly spreading fever. After staring for a few minutes, he took a deep breath, stretched out his hands flat, raised them diagonally, and slowly landed to a position flush with his shoulders. His face was full of solemnity like a saint, and he was deeply filled with great enthusiasm. The kiss said:

"This is my city, I built it. I...

.”. is the omnipotent Creator ＿”

Here, the land under my feet was called London more than a hundred years ago. Of course, the actual coordinates may be somewhat different from the historical city of London. To be precise, it should be located about 60 kilometers southeast of London.

The second city of life is also Crix's favorite place to live.

The city of life is distributed in every continent in the world. Even the most barren Africa and the extremely cold Antarctic can also find the shadow of this eggshell-like human city. Compared with similar cities in Asia or Europe, these deserted areas have smaller bases in size and their symbolic significance is significantly greater than their practical value.

Cricks doesn't like the City of Life No. 1. He even hates the place called "Headquarters". The Association of Doctors can not set up cities at will anywhere. In fact, the City of Life, distributed around the world, was largely the transformation of the Royal Medical Association in the old era. For example, the City of Life No. 24, which had been captured by the Longteng Empire, was just a regional sub-subsidized by the International Red Cross in the period of civilization. It was derived from the secret support of relevant pharmaceutical companies in the United Kingdom and the United States, and some charitable donations were also given. Of course, the Royal Medical Association at that time still had

The main purpose of studying pathology and diagnosis and treatment of patients is also to guide and monitor disease prevention in the region. They work with the appointed personnel of the International Red Cross to provide medical treatment and medicine to the poor in the region. However, in the annual number of medical "assistance" programs for different income groups, the real purpose is not the so-called "elimination of illness", but to obtain what those who are in high power dream of using the cheapest, convenient, reasonable and legal means. At the beginning of the birth of the earth, the earth experienced crust movement, which eventually separated the land and the ocean, forming the current fixed form c

Humans have also produced different genes under the influence of different regions, climates, edibles, etc. Over the long period of evolution, under the influence of different regions, climates, edibles, etc. These small things that are invisible to the naked eye have an incalculable effect on species mutation and continuation. Every biologist wants to collect them together, and through comparison and matching, they can obtain the most powerful and adaptable new species. The most prominent representative is that during World War II, the Nazis collected genes widely around the world and wanted to comprehensively develop the most powerful Aryan race.

(I haven't found out what the name of the program is. However, this project does exist. It was once supervised by Schbert.)

The Royal Medical Association is not as simple as it seems. It is actually a comprehensive formation of power and money, plus biological science. Under the legal cloak of medicine and disease prevention and control, the Royal Medical Association of the old era was very popular all over the world. Especially in the third world and poor areas where economic conditions were backward, medical care unceasingly collected the human genes of the region through free vaccination and the admission of patients. Except for the controller who truly understands the meaning, no one knows where the collected blood samples flow? Moreover, by giving local government funds and political support, the Royal Medical Association is still "cooperating"

Under the guise of "free distribution of medicines" and "sweet", they can be handed to them with a smile in their hands, watching them take care of them in the face of taking them without any warning, recording the accurate time of taking, as well as physical reactions every ten minutes interval, and even various types of bad conditions. ". Even if someone dies on the spot, they do not need to bear any responsibility. They do not even need to pay compensation such as money.

In short, all behaviors are representatives of goodness. Doctors and nurses in white coats are always angels who give life and opportunities. No one would have thought that they would become test subjects, and no one knew that the drugs to treat diseases were unverified non-approved products. Ignorance, poverty, backwardness, free trust generated by the concept of habits, and faith in government propaganda institutions. "." "There will never be counted how many people die in underdeveloped areas such as Africa, Asia and South America every year. The Royal Medical Association will never receive any complaints related to this. It is more effective to directly bribe the upper class of the country with one million, which is more effective than spending the same amount of money to compensate the people. The greedy officials will help you solve all troubles, or even kill people to silence them, so that you can continue to have a reasonable and legal beautiful coat.

To put it bluntly, it is actually the old saying—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

The City of Life No. 1 was located in Switzerland. It was more than a hundred years ago. At that time, the Royal Medical Association was invited to establish a branch in Zurich. Based on hundreds of biological and medical scientists who came here, a new research laboratory was directly established without being recognized. It was from that time that a double-headed rule formed between Zurich and London. The conflict between Josephine and Cricks gradually intensified, and eventually it evolved into a war situation where one party had different supporters.

"If the situation continues like this, even the Creator will fall from the high clouds. It is like Satan who has cut off his wings and falls from heaven to hell. Failed." "You will never be an angel, but a dirty, lowly, despicable devil.

The voice came from behind. It sounded hoarse, occasionally with a few too sharp and harsh syllables. Although it was a clear smile, it could not feel the gentleness in it at all, and it was more like a curse full of viciousness and resentment.

"I've said it a lot." "Lola, don't be so excited, we've got what we want. It takes time to continue to get more."

Chris turned around helplessly, walked back to the wide and clean long strip table to sit down, and looked at the woman sitting on the side seriously. The room was not big and the sound insulation was very good. Apart from the simple decorations on the strip table, there were only four exquisite oak seats. The corridor outside was covered with guards who were absolutely loyal to Chris. No one eavesdropped, and it was impossible for anyone to break in at this time.

After all, this is a secret room that only the president and vice president of the Doctors Association are eligible to enter.

"Our enemies also need time..."

Compared with Chricks, Lola is obviously an old woman who has nothing to do with words like "beautiful little "beautiful". Her appearance is equivalent to a middle-aged woman in her forties. She is very thin, but she cannot describe it with words like "slim" or "skinny". It is more like a living zombie who consumes drugs for a long time, which is malnourished and has a haggard face.

Although they are all parasites, not everyone will become more and more beautiful like Lin Xiang. Perhaps, the transformation of cells by viruses will also be affected by the subjective thinking of the brain, especially the specific expression of the concept of beauty and ugliness...

.”. They can only follow the consciousness of the host forever.

“We have enough time.”

Crix obviously didn't want to continue to get stuck on this issue. He took the initiative to change the topic and raised a kind smile on the corner of his mouth, saying, "You should change your appearance. Do several surgeries with the best materials. This is very simple and not troublesome."

Plastic surgery has reached its peak in the old era. A considerable number of staff from the Association of Doctors also use this as their main research direction. The benefits gained from this also account for 8% of the association's average annual profit.

“Remodel?”

Lola snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "As you, you have 397 consecutive surgeries? Replace the bones of the whole body, reinstall another muscle tissue, use synthetic protein to shape new skin, comprehensively transform the endocrine system, and then use expensive soft polyester and titanium materials to make a new male, sexual genitals? Never wilt, always firm and never rust?"

"Enough, we are friends, not enemies..."

A circle of flush appeared on Chris' handsome face. He was originally a ruthless and vicious words from a man named Lola, who was not very confident, ruthlessly tidied his heart like a knife. Although all this is true, it is a personal privacy that Chris wants to keep it in his heart forever and does not want to remember.

"What are you doing when you get such a big fire? Are you shy? Or feel shame?"

Lola did not want to let him go, and continued to sarcastically mocked: "You can hide it from others, but you can never hide it in front of me. Young man, I am the surgeon who transformed you. Your two balls were switched down and replaced by artificial synthetic devices. The testicles were still soaked in formalin and placed in my private collection room. Oh! I also said that there was something missing from Josephine, who was also one of the insiders. Although she did not perform most of the surgery on you like me, she was the specific transformer of several important parts. Hehehehehe." Maybe, there was some unknown component she had preset in your sperm production body. You should understand the special hobby of that old lady. She always liked to add some weird things to the surgery work. Maybe it was because of this that you kept imprisoning her, but just shot her in the head?"

Chris opened his mouth but failed to make a sound.

Very helpless." "." In terms of verbal words, he will never be Lola's opponent. A woman has the natural advantage of verbal skills. Moreover, Chris's own secret is also controlled by Lola. Moreover, it is really hard to talk about.

"Tell me! What do you want me to do for you?"
Chapter completed!