From picking up corpses to becoming a true god of America

Ye Xiao smiled gently.

Although he only believed in gods that were useful to him, it didn't stop him from acting like a charlatan without blushing at this moment.

"certainly."

"This is the greatest help for us medical workers who are fighting on the front line of scientific research."

"Your choice will help countless people, and will surely absolve Mr. Smith of his sins, allowing him to go to heaven in peace."

"real?!"

Sarah was visibly excited.

"Of course it's true."

Ye Xiao looked completely confident.

"Ye, can you stay with me?"

Sarah looked up, gazing intently into Ye Xiao's clear, black and white eyes.

"I can only stay for a short while."

Ye Xiao's expression grew increasingly gentle, but it was also mixed with a hint of anxiety and disgust.

"Those guys dared to start digging into Mr. Smith's dirt; I absolutely will not allow them to insult him like that."

"Take good care of yourself later."

Sarah was completely moved.

She felt that Ye Xiao was simply a saint sent by God to walk the world.

So kind, so compassionate!

But she didn't know that everything she saw was an illusion.

Ye Xiao understands people's hearts too well.

People tend to become increasingly reckless and gradually neglect what they already possess.

As for those that we don't yet have, or that we are about to leave.

People will cherish it even more and feel reluctant to part with it.

Sure enough, Sarah threw herself into Ye Xiao's arms and hugged him tightly.

"Ye, you're such a good person!"

A few days passed like this.

It was 2:50 a.m., and it was raining.

University of Washington Medical Center.

A figure skillfully evaded all the surveillance cameras, easily leaping several times on the outer wall before entering Smith's hospital room.

By this time, the last round of ward rounds had already ended, and the on-duty ward nurses took the opportunity to rest briefly in their offices.

The entire ward was as quiet as hell, with only the sound of pattering rain outside the window.

The drowsy Chief Smith suddenly smelled the scent of rain and earth and instinctively opened his eyes.

Just then, a thunderclap exploded outside the window.

After the blinding white light, Chief Smith stared in astonishment at what he witnessed—a scene he would never forget.

The ward window was open, the evening breeze stirred the white curtains, and rainwater wet the floor.

The figure who had wantonly slaughtered in the Central Asian community that night stood quietly by the window.

His tall, imposing figure, just like in the movies, and his signature black bodysuit adorned with gray lines, made him look like the Grim Reaper under the electric light.

His cold, piercing gaze pierced through the black half-face mask, shooting straight at you like a bullet.

"You deserve to die."

"Someone asked me to send you to heaven."

"What? Who is it?"

Chief Smith strained to utter two words.

"Those people you killed."

"They're all waiting for you."

The familiar, deep, hoarse voice, clearly audible amidst the cacophony of rain, struck Chief Smith's heart with a resounding thud.

He's here for revenge!

Chief Smith had only one thought in his mind.

Chief Smith, whose voice and mobility had been completely robbed by the disease, gripped the railing tightly in agitation, frantically opening his withered mouth, but unable to utter a single word.

He now realized that this so-called Seattle Superman was not, as the world had rumored, an embodiment of justice and a nemesis of evil.

What kind of bullshit hero is that!

All this guy did was seek revenge.

He killed the gang members simply because they had offended him.

Just as he has come to find me now, it's only because I did something I shouldn't have done back then.

Thinking of this, Director Smith suddenly became breathless.

Yes, that's it!

He realized this too late!

These viruses on him could very well be his superpowers!

Just being stared at like that made Chief Smith's scalp tingle, and he was instantly swallowed up by extreme fear, sinking into an endless, cold abyss.

Damn it!

The lingering flame in his heart made Chief Smith unwilling to die like this.

Despite the excruciating pain in his chest, at that moment, the experience he had accumulated over decades in the military and police force gave him a brilliant idea.

A way to drag Seattle Superman and that damned Ye Xiao down to hell together.

But before Chief Smith could fulfill his last wish, he suddenly felt a burning, tearing sensation in his lungs.

He opened his eyes wide in horror, only to see the terrifying poisonous fog that had filled his vision before!

Ruined!

Upon realizing this, Chief Smith's eyes widened, and he collapsed onto the hospital bed.

There's no need to make it too bloody.

Ye Xiao simply wanted to fulfill Sally's wish and send Mr. Smith to heaven.

They don't intend to tarnish Seattle Superman's reputation for the time being.

After all, maintaining a single account is quite troublesome.

The heart monitor sounded an alarm, and the alerted medical staff had to rush to the room within a minute.

However, before that, Ye Xiao had already accomplished what he wanted and quickly left through the window.

The cold Chief Smith has become a warm seed.

Back in his office in the morgue, Ye Xiao took out the seeds in his hand and began to count them carefully.

It must be said that this process of sowing first and then harvesting is indeed much more effective than the previous method of direct extraction.

Ye Xiao had previously invested a total of nine ordinary white seeds into Director Smith.

We have extracted three blue seeds and two purple seeds!

This probability is much higher than what's shown on the panel.

Ye Xiao initially just wanted to cause some chaos in Seattle, but he never expected it to have such benefits.

Chief Smith probably never imagined that even after he died, he would still be exploited by Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao looked at the two seeds in his hand that were shimmering with purple light.

[Purple Extraordinary Seed: Blessing]

All things decay, but all living beings endure. Decay and death are not the end of life, but the beginning of many more.

Effect: Generates a deadly virus—a blessing that has a chance to grant immunity to consciousness and extend lifespan.

[Purple Extraordinary Seed: Poison Resistance]

By tempering the body with blood, one becomes immune to all poisons.

Effect: Immune to any toxins that affect the body for 24 hours.

Two more seeds with positive effects were obtained, and Ye Xiao decisively absorbed them into his body.

[Willpower: Level 2 (11→42/100)]

[Constitution: Level 2 (8→39/100)]

Strength: Level 2 (21→49/100)

Three more attributes are about to reach the halfway mark.

If only there were a couple more kind-hearted people like Chief Smith.

Ye Xiao felt that he could even break through to level 3 in all attributes before Christmas and unlock a higher-level seed.

But before that.

I noticed that the newly acquired trait [Blessing] actually generates a deadly virus that has a chance to grant immunity to consciousness and extend lifespan.

Ye Xiao couldn't help but feel that this was a bit outrageous.

What is this?

Is it possible to apply ibuprofen to a whip while simultaneously relieving pain?

Ye Xiao couldn't help but wonder if he could even become a one-of-a-kind miracle doctor in the world with this skill.

As long as you don't die, you can live to be a hundred years old, right?

Wait, if it doesn't kill you, you can live to be a hundred?

Thinking about this, Ye Xiao suddenly realized that he seemed to have found a solution.