All Worlds Madhouse

"Another one?" G Virus was slightly confused.

"Yes, I'm wondering why I have to give you my body instead of giving your power to the host."

"Uh" G Virus was silent for a long time: "I don't know, I just follow my innate thoughts. My mission is evolution and the first step in evolution. I need a body to support me. "

Shirley's blank eyes became slightly brighter: "No, your mission is to survive. Evolution only makes it more convenient for you to survive. As you said, the final form of life is actually just a lump. It’s just a piece of floating flesh, it just exists, but its existence has no meaning.”

"I don't need meaning." G-Virus replied.

"Well, since you don't need meaning, then why is it not me who has the dominant right? It must be you?"

"It doesn't seem necessary."

"Of course not, so I think you can completely establish another symbiosis model, hand you over to me, and let me control the evolution. Although this may be very long, and the process of evolution may even be different because of me. Death ends suddenly, but you just said that you don't need meaning. So, what's the difference between becoming a floating piece of meat and becoming the eternity of 'survival', and dying with me and becoming the eternity of 'death'? the difference."

G Virus did not answer this question. In fact, he has no experience in thinking about such philosophical issues at all. The only thing he has left that is similar to 'human nature thinking' is entirely because of the last time, William .A trace of sanity that remained after Birkin dedicated his body.

This glimmer of sanity made the G virus confused.

In this world of souls, he kept thinking. Thinking. To be honest, as a virus, he thought pretty well.

Finally, he came to a conclusion.

That is.

It seems to make sense.

"Okay, I leave myself to you."

G-Virus said, stretching out a finger and hanging it in the air.

Shirley also nodded. In this world of souls, two fingers collided lightly in the air.

In an instant, everything turned into nothingness.

At the same time, the real world, Metropolis.

The sky before the rainstorm was so gloomy that it was hard to breathe. In the mist, the crater that was smashed by a white bear a month ago was still lying quietly in the middle of the city.

Since governments all over the world are searching for a man named Ziliang, no one will come to fill this hole. This huge mouth from hell just opens angrily.

At the bottom of the pit, under the dim light, a stone suddenly became loose. It slipped from the pile of rocks.

Then came the second and third.

Under those stones, something seemed to be slowly moving. They overturned the soil and gathered together.

Finally, a slender hand broke through the pile of rocks. The hand was small and looked like it belonged to a child of twelve or thirteen years old. The skin, which could even be called immature, undoubtedly belonged to a girl.

But with just such a hand, she easily pushed away the huge stone slab blocking her side.

Then, with a "Bang!", countless tentacles emerged from the ground. They seemed to be made entirely of flesh and blood, which looked shocking. These bloody tentacles overturned all the boulders. A naked girl was slowly lifted from it. rise.

Shirley Birkin, the girl who should have been punched into pieces, somehow appeared again on the eve of the storm. She slowly opened her eyes, with a different look in her pupils. Compared with the previous golden color, it was the color that the G virus original solution once glowed when it was first developed.

Countless flesh and blood still gathered together, gently covering Shirley's skin, and then became soft and white, with some wrinkles naturally rising, forming a lovely dress.

Shirley stood among the ruins, looking at her hands. She gently held the blood vessels in her skin, which seemed to twist slightly with this movement.

In the center of the Pacific Ocean, in a cave, the compass in Ziliang's hand suddenly vibrated.

A few lines of text slowly emerged.

[S-level sin fragment——G virus]

【Fusion completed】

[Fitness——Perfect]

[Host: Shirley Birkin]

[Status: Mature Stage——Lone Walker on the Road of Evolution]

【New ability】

[1. Poisonous body: The host of the G virus no longer needs any container to store the virus serum. Every drop of blood flowing in her body is the original liquid of the virus. From now on, Shirley Birkin can urge herself, Creating all the viruses she has developed. 】

[2. Sea of ​​Corpses: Shirley Birkin no longer has a limit on the number of T virus vectors that can be manipulated]

[3. Rational evolution: The host has reached an alternative symbiotic relationship between the parasitic G viruses. From now on, the host's body can complete all theoretical evolutionary possibilities according to the host's wishes. Of course, this kind of evolution will not It violates the basic theory of evolution, so every time the physical form is changed, a huge amount of energy is consumed]

Ziliang looked at the words on the compass and exhaled slowly.

In fact, he has always been very concerned about Shirley's evolution. After all, she is the host of a different kind of sin fragment. Although the fragment is S-level, its power is not in itself, but is completely reflected in the host. This kind of In the parasitic mode, there is almost no way to enhance it, and it can only depend on the host's own opportunities.

And the opportunity. To be honest, for this kind of thing in the field of metaphysics, it is possible that she will never find an opportunity in her life. Therefore, Ziliang is even prepared that Shirley will only be able to exert this little strength in her life.

But unexpectedly, this time, the goddess of luck seemed to be on her side.

"Uh, no, [Goddess of Luck] seems to have a lot of opinions about me. Forget it, let's get the matter in front of us done quickly." Ziliang thought dejectedly.

Thoughts come to this

"Hey, don't stay there in a daze. I'm almost done with my rest. Let's do it again." A voice that sounded very old, but whose tone did not have the demeanor of an old man shouted.

"Ah, I got it." Ziliang responded impatiently, then took out the tamperer from his pocket, flipped through the notes, and then drew circles on a piece of paper.

In front of him, a huge machine also spun again, getting faster and faster, even producing streaks of blue light.

I saw a man in red tights suddenly jumped onto the machine

On his chest was a golden lightning.