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[Your problem can be solved by giving him repair fluid, but you did this to use him to explore new medical methods. Your bottom line has already fallen below the level of ordinary people. 】

"For the sake of success, it doesn't matter if I give up those things. And where's the cassette tape containing the Lu Cun data I collected?"

[Here, but can the data obtained by just scanning the body really revive a person? Our gene modification and recording of the violent insects are all done without interfering with the host. This technology is at best a low-cost way to make a body. Can it solve the problem of consciousness? ]

"The rules of the world are different. I can't say anything about the little ghost, but being able to solve physical problems at a low cost can increase my tolerance rate. I'm almost burning all the money I got from killing six drug lords. If this continues, including the time I've wasted looking for new kind-hearted people to help me, I'm really going to be tortured into surrender by Lu Cun's stinky brother."

[Why not release the Xingjun virus and let the infected people become Oxer and go shopping for free? Anyway, it won't hurt if they die, right? I have a lot of farm tools and other things under my control, and there will be a lot of violent elements outside if I take two steps. ]

"...I promised Lu Cun that I would not spread the Baozuchong series of viruses on a large scale, nor would I allow the infected bodies created by these viruses to appear in front of the public."

[Boss, you said you would abide by the agreement, but you also said you would give up your bottom line, but these two actions of yours conflict with each other.]

Xingjun complained.

It had been dominated and domesticated for many years and spent more than ten or twenty years to complete the transformation from the reserve food, backup overlord biological parasite and hidden decisive battle weapon of the royal violent insect Sangbao, to a supporting role, experimental assistant and punching bag. Now this invincible weapon of aggression has long since turned into the shape force of Yangwuqu!

Therefore, it would occasionally obey every outrageous order of Yang Wu Qu while complaining about his behavior and ideological conflicts from the perspective of an observer. In a practical sense, it can be regarded as playing the role of an "assistant".

"People are contradictory. There are always some things that they will do even if they know they are outrageous. Because sometimes values ​​cannot control personality!"

[Those things are supposed to be the elements that make up one's personality, but you don't care about them at all, boss.]

"Who told me that I was born rebellious? It's too difficult for me to follow common sense. Being able to follow Lu Cun's thoughts and torture him like this is the result of my character polishing."

Smiling at himself, he fiddled with the black cassette in his hand.

[Boss, you have foreseen that you can't revive Yang Lucun, right? After all, if that man is truly resurrected, he will definitely commit suicide to prevent you from committing a blasphemous act. And if the "resurrected" person is not him, you will kill him yourself.]

"Didn't I say that? People are contradictory! Often, even if they know something is impossible, they will still do it. Although no matter how I think about it, I don't think normal people would consider whether their resurrection would affect the meaning of life, such meaningless things."

The cartridge was inserted into a black device that looked like a game console. Orange-yellow light particles escaped from one end of the device and formed a human figure on an empty laboratory table not far away.

Soon, a body that looked very similar to him but with more symmetrical and healthier features lay on the experimental table.

"Now, begin forcing the consciousness in. The pseudo-spirits of the fifth elemental spirit, individuals numbered 001 to 999, begin transferring Yang Lucun's consciousness into that body."

[The magnetic field is functioning normally. The strength of the consciousness body has dropped by 0.00063 percentage points compared to the last detection. In the same time interval, it has increased by 0.00002 percentage points compared to the last time. The total amount of decline has also increased significantly, but it is still within the safe range.]

[The consciousness was blocked from entering, and No. 096 was eliminated... Correction: No. 096 was forced into BUGSTAR's body by the consciousness. ]

Pull out the gun, shoot continuously, and kill successfully.

"Drag it down, analyze the data, and add new pseudo-elves as experimental assistants."

The big guys with rabbit heads stepped forward swiftly and completed the order.

【Boss.】

"I know."

Throwing the gun and device in his hands onto the table in annoyance, Yang Wuqu put his feet on the table, assuming an arrogant posture as if he would be beaten by his parents.

"【Long time no see, Yangwuqu】"

Those were words with an unexplainable power; the person who came was an evil guest whom he did not want to see at all.

"Hey, isn't the Jedi Tiantong irreversible? What is this old thing that has existed for thousands of years doing here?"

He asked with a sour face after glancing at the charred corpse in the other's hands and his unconscious nephew.

Although the other party was using his own brother's body, he still recognized the other party's identity at the first time. After all, this was not the first time they met.

"It was born from the Yang family's obsession with the Jedi Tiantong, and grew from the Twin Flower Ritual. It has been lurking in the descendants of the Yang family with the weakest willpower, generation after generation. As the [supervisor] of the Yang family who have to complete the Jedi Tiantong and the inheritance of the Twin Flowers, it has continuously absorbed the purest malice of people in countless eras, and has developed its power towards disaster. The ultimate guardian god - the extremely evil [Curse God]."

"[Haha, of course I came to see you.]"

The words of the curse god carry an indelible curse power. Even ordinary chats can still bring evil power that stirs up evil thoughts in people's hearts.

"【Let me see how the man who knew what the consequences of leaving those things behind would react after learning what had happened so far.】"

"Mingming is dead, right? So what? I've always disliked that woman."

"[Humph - you don't seem to be worried about your nephew and your beloved brother at all.]"

"Originally, I wanted to burn you to ashes with the Sun, so I brought him in at all costs to almost all the Gods who were related to the Sun, both in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad. Although you fled because you attracted too many, it's a good thing considering that he achieved an unprecedented feat."

"[How ridiculous! He clearly has fallen in love with his own nephew for the past sixteen years, yet he pretends not to care... Should we say this is a tradition of the Yang family? Every few generations there will be one or two people like you.]"

"[My power is the supreme power of the curse. This power was passed down by your ancestors to ensure that future generations will abide by the ancestral teachings. In fact, almost every generation or at most every other generation of the Yang family has used my power.]"

"[For example, Yang Tanlang used my power to seal the Emperor Gou Chen and merged with the Emperor Ziwei. After being killed by Yang Lucun, his consciousness still existed in the weapon called the Extreme Tyrant Stick... Hmm, maybe it would be better to change its name now?]"

"[You skipped the mysterious Yang Ju Men, who you have never come into contact with in your life, and used my power to transform the Kabbalah Kingdom, which was supposed to be a common ability of thinking consciousness, into an ability to assimilate the other party's consciousness through deep contact, and used me as a medium to curse your own nephew.]"

"[Although I cannot actively kill someone who has a curse that I maintain due to the nature of my existence, it is not impossible for me to make him die voluntarily.]"

A cold smile appeared on the face of the softest of the three brothers in the Yang Wei family.

But Yang Wu Qu just yawned.

"Just give it a try if you can. You can't change the curse without permission. If you really try, you'll lose control of the third brother's body, which you worked so hard to obtain."

At first, Yang Lucun set the curse with the intention of guarding against Yang Wuqu. However, because he had a deep psychological trauma from this elder brother, he thought that instead of thinking about how to limit a guy whose bottom line might be deeper than the Mariana Trench, it would be better to let the child be strong enough to overcome all difficulties. In addition, the trigger conditions set by Yang Wuqu were more like a dangerous blessing than a curse.

The Curse God is a very calculating God, and he is familiar with Yang Wuqu's personality. So he knows that if he fails to deceive Yang Wuqu, then who knows what the other party will do next if he doesn't try to convince him to achieve his goal as soon as possible.

There are only four people in this world whom He cannot interfere with or monitor at will.

Yang Lu Cun, a man whose willpower has reached the realm of "Self-Only", would no longer be dragged down by the flow of abilities. He died simply because he firmly believed that he was just an ordinary person now and rejected the mystery of resurrection.

One is Ming Ming, a visitor from another world. He carries a part of the fifth element from the Earth in that other world, which makes him immune to the interference of the curse god to a certain extent.

One is Yang Pojun... now he should be called Yang Weiwu. This person is like a cup of poisoned wine, and he is also the kind that specializes in attacking the Curse God. Although the opponent cannot hurt him because he maintains the curse, the absolute difference in strength can only make the Curse God hurt the opponent - but the Curse God cannot hurt the opponent because he has to maintain the curse, so it is almost impossible for them to interfere with each other.

The last one is Yang Wu Qu, who discovered the existence of the Curse God while studying the Yang family classics for the sake of power.

This man... In fact, the Curse God can almost be said to be able to monitor at any time, and the interference can be maximized without a material body.

The problem is that the other person has a problem with his brain. He does things without considering the reasons, and sometimes even without considering the mood. Sometimes he doesn't even care about logic or the three views, he just wants to do it.

As for cursing the other party... Because of the obsession and painful will born from generations of the Yang family, the Curse God cannot actually issue a direct and fatal curse to the other party. The other party can resist curses that are not of this level by willpower. Even if he wants to wear down the other party's spirit and weaken him to the point where he can do whatever he wants, at this rate he will have to wait another 30 years.

So for the Curse God, there is no need to feel ashamed about negotiating a deal with such a guy.

"【I can release the Yang Pojun whose body I have occupied, but the prerequisite is that you prepare a material body for me that can carry my body.】"

"First of all, the Third Brother is now called the Yang Wei Family. Secondly, you are a swindler and have no right to negotiate with me!"

Yang Wuqu clearly rejected the other party.

He basically knew what was happening in the Yang Wei family.

Probably at some very early time period, the Curse God awakened in Yang Wei's body due to his extremely high talent and deep despair, in a form that could only be observed by him.

Yang Wuqu speculated that when the two illegitimate children born from the ritual between him and Yang Wenqu were beaten to death by Yang Lucun, the other party was probably the image of the illegitimate child that had been influencing the Yang Wei family.

Later, after the eldest nephew changed his name and basically eliminated the possible influence of Pojun Star Lord, the Curse God might have taken the opportunity to pretend to be Pojun Star Lord and criticize the Yangwei family.

The Yang Wei family, who were taciturn and could not say a word, refused to ask for help, probably because they felt sorry for their sister and did not want to continue to drag down their two brothers, so they pretended that nothing was wrong.

Yang Weijia, who had been suffering from mental weakness since childhood, had his willpower continuously weakened under the dual influence of the worry of his family and the mental torture of the curse god. Until now, it was probably because Ming Ming found a way to use the [Unsafe Yatales] that caused his death. In fact, he had always consciously pretended to know nothing, but was exposed by the curse god. His mentality was completely shattered and his body was taken away.

【300】Love is the strongest and weakest curse (XI)

"The third child is useless. He is the only one in the family who can't stand your bullying."

Yang Weiwu casually pulled out a fine cigar and lit it for himself. After taking a puff, he crushed the cigar directly on the chest of the person opposite him.

"[There's no need to belittle him like that, because besides him, there's another one...]"

The Curse God didn't get to finish his words and flew backwards.

Yang Wuqu put his feet away and said in a completely different serious tone than before: "I advise you to think clearly about what you can and cannot say. I am willing to waste time with you here because I can't avoid you to solve my stinky brother's psychological problems, but if you want to increase your bargaining chips and threaten me with my mother, I will have to kill you and the third brother together."

The Curse God stood up and rubbed his swollen cheek.

"【Kabbalah: Severe Power... It is indeed a powerful and useful choice. The pain of the blow is increased according to the anger of the person, and the destructive power to the body itself is basically only as good as the actual physical fitness. It is the best choice for a god like me who is almost a mental parasite.】"

"I have other sephira abilities. Do you want to try them?"

"[The kingdom is useless to me. You can't possibly recruit my power. No, it should be said that you can't even use this power now because you don't even bother to work together with others.]"

"Then you just watch—"

A total of thirty-four giant rabbit-headed guys showed up, their muscles trembling as their hearts beat in unison with the rhythm of war drums, and tumors bulged between their waists, abdomens and shoulders.

In just a few seconds, the tumor burst, and four new arms and two animal heads grew out - a cute cat head and a silly dog ​​head.

"I did this with the determination to strike back at Lu Cun, but who knew that before he could enjoy the humiliation of being humiliated by cute cats, dogs, and furry rabbits, you would come to me on your own accord."

[Boss, I think it’s no longer humiliating after you turned the lower half of this thing into such a beastly appearance.]

"If you keep talking, I'll let them rap you!"

【…】

The Curse God pulled Yang Weiwu in front of him and sneered, "It's indeed not bad. Use this power to bless each experimental subject. And because it's not your own body, you don't have to worry about the mental distortion caused by excessive transformation. But these monsters, who don't have their own strong consciousness and rely on a little bit of biological instinct and your ability to drive them, have the accuracy to attack me without hurting your own nephew?"

"Who said I made them like this to attack you?"

With a mocking look, Yang Wuqu asked back.

“[Could it be…]”

Four big guys jumped out and locked the limbs of the Curse God like layers of locks.

The remaining twenty-eight big guys started dancing on the spot.

Each of the big guys had two pairs of his six arms holding weapons, and the remaining pair holding bird feather musical instruments.

That is Wanwu, a war dance that has formed a system since the Xia Dynasty.

In that era when sacredness still prevailed on earth, this dance was not only a civil dance for sacrificial rites, but also a martial dance to boost morale.

The power of will was deeply developed in that era, and war dance was one of the most representative ones. It was also an ancient heritage that was extremely consistent with Yangwuqu's [Kingdom].

After using this ability, the [Kingdom] has the possibility of defeating ten, a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand enemies with one person.

To put it in modern and easy-to-understand terms:

?The magnetic field rotates XX thousand horsepower*28!

The bones, flesh, and nervous system all emitted audible cries.

But the big guys with three heads and six arms were still unwilling to stop dancing.

"The magnetic field rotation is useless. Zhulong has been forced into hibernation. Even Xingjun's current state is not enough to support the battle. I can only use this level of power."

The power of the kingdom is added, the basic power is manifested to form armor, the mercury of glory forms the inner armor, the particles of victory form a bronze shield to resist curses, beauty reduces the desire to attack opponents with malicious intent towards oneself, severity transforms anger into effective damage, mercy, understanding, wisdom and the power of the crown are basically not used, or he does not have the spare energy to use them.

Under the influence of the spirit, without the need for violent actions, Yang Wuqu transformed into the form of the God of Oxer, Xingjun.

The upper body is protected by a three-layer black armor with a very metallic luster, and the closed helmet with only a pair of scarlet eyes is left to protect most of the weak points above the neck.

The lower half of the body was a hideous eight-eyed spider, and the second head let out an inhuman roar and opened its hideous mouthparts.

"Don't you think you can't even beat this posture that I lost to Lu Cun that year!"

The spatial force was activated, and white silk threads spurted out from the tail of the spider, forming a deadly trap in an instant.

The line, which was only one percent of the thickness of a hair but ten thousand times stronger, was almost laid along the four giants that trapped the Curse God and then tightened.

Smelly blood flowed into His mouth and nose.

"It's not easy to influence things from another world in this world. When I first went to that world, I didn't use my abilities successfully many times. Under such circumstances, I developed this kind of individual equipped with a special virus as an experimental assistant, and verified that it can effectively interfere with your interference as long as it is transmitted through blood."

"【Impossible, this should be because they are the product of rabbit transformation! And if that's the case, why didn't I notice you researching this kind of thing!】"

"Oh, because what I just said was just a bluff."

As natural as saying that they were going to have a barbecue tonight, Yang Wuqu simply admitted the fact that he had lied.

"My research so far has been mainly focused on medical treatment, apart from the mutation of virus-infected bodies. I have made good progress in body repair, energy and stimulants. Of course, I have also researched out the berserk potion that only exists in games. So, may I ask——"

"What are the ingredients of the medicine mixed in the blood, and who are they for?"

Light and heat exploded in this small laboratory, and the Curse God threw the person in his arms out almost the moment he felt the threat.

Yang Weiwu's whole body was glowing with brilliant golden-red light, and he seemed to have turned into a little sun.

Without caring about the light and heat he radiated, Yang Wuqu opened his arms and embraced the other person.

The flames burned the biological armor on his body and then quickly retracted.