Gluttonous Warlock

Chapter 341 One Soul Two Body

Allen felt that his body and mind were undergoing earth-shaking transformations!

With the return of the Taotie system, the origin of the Taotie, its potential reserves, and the attributes and resistance provided by special ingredients have also returned.

What's even more wonderful is that the data on the status panel doesn't just belong to Allen outside the sink.

Dr. Allen, who is sleeping in the tank, also has exactly the same attributes and abilities.

The same soul, but two different bodies.

In fact, Allen is no stranger to this wonderful experience.

The clone created by "Blood Transformation" is similar to this.

It is not difficult for him to control two bodies at the same time and use two distractions.

Proficient in the "mystical art of distraction" and practicing distraction meditation every day, using distraction is as easy and natural as breathing.

Allen can wake up his other self sleeping in the sink at any time. The question is what to do next?
Take Dr. Allen and return to Liberty City together?
Allen shook his head lightly.

This is not a good idea.

Keeping Dr. Allen here, obtaining a legal identity in the metropolitan shelter, and finding opportunities to sneak into Salomon Company is the way to maximize profits.

As a result, Allen's two identities are in two opposing camps.

"Prophet" preaches in the refugee camp, obtains the power of faith, and quickly increases the level of the warlock.

The "Doctor" breaks into Salomon Company, gets access to the latest research results of Titan cells, and tries to solve the mystery of the origin of Titan cells, thereby improving the progress of Titan's origin fusion.

When there is a conflict between opposing parties, the "prophets" and "doctors" can take advantage of each other, fish in troubled waters, and maximize their profits.

While I was thinking about it, a system prompt came to my mind.

"Do you want to spend your potential to eliminate the Titan cells in your body?"

Allen was startled for a moment before he realized that this reminder was not for him, but for his other self in the sink.

Prophet Allen came from the world of warlocks.

It has built-in virus resistance and is immune to Titan cell infection.

Dr. Allen is a native of this magically altered earth.

Before he fell asleep, he had been infected with Titan cells due to an experimental accident.

It wasn't until he resonated with the soul of Prophet Allen that he gained immunity to the virus.

By this time, the Titan cells had been living in symbiosis with his organs and tissues for many years and became part of himself.

By spending 10 points of potential, you can eliminate all mutated tissues in the doctor's body and become immune to Titan cell infection.

But Allen wasn't going to do that.

"System! How much potential does it cost to control the Titan cells in the doctor's body below 10%?"

"6 points of potential."

"Very good! Just do it like this!"

Allen gave the order.

It is definitely not a wise move to completely eliminate the Titan cells in the Doctor's body and turn him into a natural person!
First of all, after the doctor woke up, he was unable to explain to the senior management of Salomon Company why all the Titan cells in his body had mysteriously disappeared?

If part of it disappears, it can also be said that one's own resistance is at work.

Not even a single Titan cell is left, which is too unbelievable and will inevitably arouse suspicion and investigation from high-level officials.

Secondly, if a part of the Titan cells in the doctor's body are retained and controlled below the 10% safety line, he will be a normal infected person and can connect to the Titan network, apply for a network ID, and become a legal resident of the metropolitan shelter.

On this basis, Allen can carry out activities in the city through his identity as a doctor.

After a while, the system responded.

According to his request, the Titan cells in the doctor's body have been suppressed below the cancer warning line.

Allen nodded with satisfaction and waved goodbye to himself in the sink.

The illusory spirit quietly disappeared under the floor.

Prophet Allen, just left.

After a while, Dr. Allen suddenly opened his eyes in the sink.

With the strong recovery of vital signs, the monitoring equipment nearby sounded a sharp alarm.

At the same time, the sealed glass cover above the sink made a hissing sound as the air valve was exhausted, and slowly opened upward.

Dr. Allen sat up from the sink, wiped his wet hair casually, and clenched his fists.

He had been in a coma for 13 years, and his skin became sickly pale.

It stands to reason that loose muscles should not be able to exert any strength.

However, the moment he clenched his fist.

The air in the palm of my hand was pinched until it exploded!

Bang! !

As if a firecracker was lit, the crisp explosion echoed in the empty underground hall.

Allen nodded in satisfaction.

I just woke up from a long sleep, and my physical condition is indeed very bad.

However, the 97 points of physical attributes are not just a decoration.

Even in his weak state at this moment, he can kill the Tyrannosaurus Rex with one punch!

There were messy footsteps in the corridor outside the door.

Bang!
The door was knocked open.

A group of heavily armed security guards rushed in.

Immediately afterwards, researchers in white coats followed.

Allen calmly watched the chaos at the scene.

He nodded to the bewildered crowd as a greeting.

"Sorry, I seem to have slept for a long time. What day is it today?"

Everyone looked at each other, but no one said anything.

When the atmosphere was tense, the door was pushed open again.

Two men wearing sunglasses hurried in.

At this time, Allen has expanded his field and can clearly sense the vitality and soul strength of everyone, from which he can judge the strength of the opponent.

The two men wearing sunglasses were obviously much stronger than the other mercenaries. They should be A-level "Wanderers" at the same level as "Crocodile King" Wayne.

The tall and thin young man on the left walked straight to the sink, raised his black-gloved right hand, and pointed his palm toward Allen.

laugh!
A stream of white gas shot out from his palm.

At the same time, Allen received a system prompt and learned that he had just inhaled a level 6 toxin with a strong anesthetic effect.

Allen was completely immune to this level of anesthetic spray.

But in order to keep the play going, he felt that he should give the man in sunglasses some face and pretend to be anesthetized.

As a result, Allen showed appropriate weakness, collapsed in the sleeping spray, and fell into a fake sleep.

The man in sunglasses slowly lowered his hand, and the corners of his lips curved in a proud arc.

With his superpower "sleep gas", even a small amount of the Titan Bear's inhalation will cause him to become paralyzed and anesthetized, falling into a deep sleep.

How could a scientific researcher who had been in a coma for 13 years just wake up from a long hibernation and be as weak as a chicken resist?

Another man in sunglasses took a step forward, pressed his right index finger between Allen's eyebrows, injected a stream of mental power, and tried to scan the memory fragments before and after he woke up.

Allen pretended to be asleep and secretly activated the "wishing spell" to simulate the 4-ring magic of "tampering with memory."

Hide the real memory of being awakened by the "prophet" and replace it with spontaneous awakening.

After a moment, the man in sunglasses removed his fingers and relaxed his brows.

"In his memory, I can't find any external factors that caused his sudden awakening. It seems to be just an accident."

The companion nodded, approving his judgment.

"I just checked and found that the other 140 experimental subjects are still in a dormant state."

"Since there is only one exception, it can only be explained by accident."

"Fortunately, there was no big trouble. I hope the boss and the lady can accept the results of our investigation."

The two stopped talking and ordered the medical staff at the scene to remove Allen from the sink.

He dried his body, put on a hospital gown, put him on a single-carriage, and transferred him to the inpatient department of the nursing home, where he was assigned a single intensive care unit.

Allen let it be.

After everyone left, he relaxed and had a good sleep.

When I woke up, it was already dark and my stomach was growling.The breakfast delivered by the nurse includes milk, biscuits and fresh fruit.

Alan pretended to be weak, holding the milk glass with both hands and sipping.

The nurse was an enthusiastic middle-aged aunt. Seeing how hard he was struggling, she quickly came over to help him eat.

Allen took the opportunity to chat with the nurse.

Find out what day it is and how long you have been unconscious.

After some knowing questions...

Allen thought he had been comatose for 13 years, and showed the surprise and confusion expected by the nurse.

At the same time, cameras secretly installed in various hidden corners of the ward focused on Allen's face.

In the monitoring room next door, close-ups of Allen's facial expressions were shown on the matrix monitoring screen from all angles.

In the monitoring room, two people were sitting.

The old man with gray hair sat on a folding chair with his legs crossed.

Wearing a suit and ties, he is well-dressed and holds an ivory-carved cane in his hand, showing an elegant gentlemanly style.

On the long sofa on the other side, a young woman wearing denim overalls sat.

Weighing over three hundred pounds, he was almost a fat ball.

The sofa that could accommodate three people sitting side by side was filled to the brim by her alone.
The sofa cushions seemed to be about to collapse under the weight of the fat buttocks, and the springs also creaked and whined under the weight from time to time.

Her round, fleshy face, fair and supple skin, and her black, ear-length short hair look like glutinous rice dumplings with sesame fillings exposed.

The big watery eyes are charming yet charming.

The fat girl took out a lollipop from the front pocket of her overalls.

He tore off the wrapping paper, put it in his mouth and sucked it with relish, while listening to Allen chatting with the nurse through the monitor.

"This kid doesn't seem to be lying. He really doesn't know that the whole world has changed during the years he has been sleeping."

The fat girl said with a lollipop in her mouth.

The old gentleman was unconvinced by her judgment.

He stood up with his cane and said to her: "Margaret, come with me to the ward to visit Dr. Allen and have a chat."

"Dad, it seems you don't plan to put him back into the dormant chamber?"

Margaret was fat, but she was unusually agile. She jumped up from the sofa lightly, like a nimble fat cat.

"Don't forget, this person's blood can provide the cancerous antigens of Titan cells and is the company's most valuable asset."

"With a valuable asset like him, the company still has 140 three, so he is not indispensable."

The old gentleman replied calmly.

"Compared with his blood, I am more interested in his sudden awakening. Maybe he can bring me new scientific research inspiration."

The old man opened the door and walked into the ward.

Margaret followed behind and got stuck in the too narrow door frame, looking a little embarrassed.

She tried to sidled through the door.

However, the overly plump belly, as well as the protruding breasts and buttocks once again became obstacles for Carmen.

"Pooh!"

Margaret's face was full of anger, she angrily spit out the candy bar in her mouth, took a deep breath and contracted her abdomen, and finally squeezed in.

Allen sat on the hospital bed and observed the two uninvited guests, his face full of confusion.

The nurse aunt stood up quickly, bowed to the father and daughter, and then introduced their identities to Allen.

The old gentleman waved his hand to signal her to stop talking.

He walked to the hospital bed and stretched out his hand to Allen.

"Dr. Allen, do you still recognize me?"

Allen quickly sat up straight and shook hands with this graceful old man through white gloves sewn from high-grade silk.

"Are you... Mr. Director?"

Alan pretended to be unsure.

The old man smiled and nodded.

"Time flies so fast, I miss the days when I worked with you at the institute very much."

"I don't dare to take it seriously when you say that." Allen looked frightened. "At that time, you were already a world-class expert, and I was just a clerk under you... Compared with how I remember you, you look old. He lost a lot of weight and his hair turned white."

"After all, 13 years have passed, aging is inevitable, but you still look as young as before while sleeping in the hibernation cabin. I really envy you."

Dr. Solomon sat on the sofa next to the hospital bed and sighed leisurely.

Allen nodded, expressing his deep sympathy.

He turned around and looked at the fat girl, looking up and down.

Margaret was rubbing her sleeves that were scratched by the door frame. She was very angry. She noticed Alan's gaze and immediately stared back angrily.

"What are you looking at? You've never seen a fat woman like me?"

I’ve never seen Allen before...

However, curiosity is curiosity, and etiquette must not be lost.

"Young lady has a good foundation. She will look great if she loses weight."

"Haha! You kid is quite good at talking!"

Margaret looked sarcastic.

It was obvious that she had long been tired of hearing such polite words.

After a brief chat, the Solomons and their daughters revealed their intentions.

Intrigued by Alan's sudden awakening, a thorough examination of him was to be carried out.

In addition to routine items such as blood tests, Dr. Solomon also personally used "mind reading" to check his memory.

Allen pretended to be submissive and passively accepted the mercy of the father and daughter.

Dr. Solomon's "mind-reading skills" and brainwave intensity even exceed those of Professor Butler, and have reached legendary levels.

Even the "spiritual barrier" that Allen blessed in advance cannot stop it!
Fortunately, the Taotie system has been retrieved to strengthen mental resistance.

With the help of false memories, I passed this level without any danger.

So far, Allen has initially gained the trust of both father and daughter.

Dr. Solomon personally registered his network ID, granted him the legal right to settle in a metropolitan shelter, and received free housing and cancer inhibitors.

As a price, Allen must accept real-time network monitoring.

Allen has no problem with that.

Anyway, he has many ways to avoid monitoring. What is important is to obtain permission to connect to the "Solomon Network", thereby gaining an opportunity to explore the deep structure of the network.

"Dr. Allen, next we have to assess your superpower level, which will determine your level in the shelter and the permissions you have." Dr. Solomon said solemnly.

"If you don't awaken any other superpowers except telepathy, then unfortunately, the only benefits you can enjoy are free housing and cancer inhibitors."

"On the other hand, if you can show greater strength and prove your potential and value, you will not only be able to enjoy more benefits, but also get a decent job with good pay and the ability to fully display your talents."

"Mr. Solomon, I understand what you mean."

Allen got off the hospital bed with some difficulty.

"Since I woke up, I have noticed wonderful changes in myself."

"In addition to telepathy, I can also use my thoughts to teleport myself to distant places."

As he spoke, Allen looked outside the door of the ward, and his body slowly disappeared in a circle of silver halo.

Solomon and his daughter turned to look outside the door at the same time.

Sure enough, he saw a silver halo appearing out of thin air, converging into Allen's figure, standing in the corridor facing the door.

"Wanderer?" Margaret looked at her father.

Dr. Solomon nodded slightly.

"The teleportation distance is not far enough, but it is indeed a standard ability of the rover."

"Maybe it's because he's too weak." Margaret said, stroking her bulging cheeks. "Eat more Titan meat and crystal core shock. When he gets stronger, he will definitely be able to teleport to a longer distance. "

"The key is whether it can be transmitted. It doesn't matter the distance." Dr. Solomon smiled lightly. "Anyway, the rover can use the Titan network to assist in transmission. Whether it can be transmitted to a certain place only depends on whether the place is in the network service area."

Margaret nodded, agreeing with her father.

Allen returned to the ward and said to the father and daughter slightly uneasily:
"Director, Miss, in addition to teleportation, I seem to have a super power... but I'm not skilled enough in using it."

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