GT Virus Evolutionary

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"Molong's physical function has been greatly improved, and his supernatural power has increased by about 2-3 times, becoming a powerful disaster-level powerhouse. This is a topic worthy of our research, and he has evolved."

"We rearranged the memory of his brain, and we deleted all his past memories. After a short nutritional supplement, he will become the same as a brand new tyrant T104."

Zhinao stood beside Yang Qun and explained for him.

At this time, Mo Long's memory was being gradually cleared by the drugs under the display of the computer screen. It was as if the computer was formatted and the system was rebuilt. Mo Long's brain was also being re-cleaned, completely deleting and emptying the past memories. his brain.

Yang Qun looked at the number displayed on the computer, 54%, which proved that 54% of his memory had been cleared.

At the same time, a needle protruded from the nutrition compartment, and the needle was inserted directly into Mo Long's cranial cavity along the back of his head.

"Inject memory, 1 percent, 2 percent..."

Mo Long's memory was being modified and deleted, and at the same time... new memories occupied his brain.

That is, his brand new memory as a candidate for the gods.

"Master Saint, your actions have won the approval of the Demon God. This time, you not only killed Molong No. 736, but also brought back the body of Molong No. 682, which is more helpful for our experiment. Your perfect This mission has been completed!!!"

Zhinao's voice was even a little excited. Yang Qun not only completed the task, but also exceeded the standard, and brought back the evolved Molong.

"At the same time, the Lord of the Demon God Vortex also expressed his gratitude to you. You saved her saint and brought her here for recovery."

"The Lord of the Vortex said that he will definitely support the Purple Rose Demon God in the Gods Conference."

Zhinao continued to speak playfully, as if celebrating Yang Qun's achievements.

It is an extremely honorable thing to be appreciated by a demon god.

And Yang Qun saved the saint of the Demon God, the Lord of the Vortex is naturally very grateful to Yang Qun, it is not easy to find a suitable saint now that the end of the world has come.

Yang Qun can be said to have completed two important tasks in an instant.

Yang Qun, who had just been registered as a saint. Gained the trust of the people again, and in the eyes of the people he was a saint of extraordinary ability. It is worth cultivating vigorously! ! !

Yang Qun smiled and nodded,

The clothes I made by myself were perfect, and no one noticed... Shui Ying and Mo Long were passive.

Yang Qun pretended to be injured, but the injury did not leak out. As the owner of the Eucharist, he can control the flesh and blood of his whole body, reducing the blood pressure in his body. Let his complexion look slightly pale, and the occasional inadvertent cough seemed to be the pain in his chest that he couldn't suppress. The intellectual brain in the image of a girl sees all of this. Under her control, a silver-white seat appeared in front of Yang Qun.

This is to find a step down for Yang Qun. Yang Qun's impression of a saint is like a warrior who will never admit defeat.

Yang Qun had already returned to his room, and the liquid in the glass in his hand - Princess Louis Crystal was shaking gently. This bottle of wine would cost a lot of money to buy before the end of the world. As the supreme controller here, wine is the only thing Yang Qun can enjoy.

"Those people are very strong, I am not an opponent, so I can barely rescue them." Yang Qun was silent for a long time, admitting his "failure."

Zhinao nodded: "I have already reported the information here. Your actions are highly appreciated, and your injury has also been respected by the demon gods."

Yang Qun nodded with a smile, that's good, his injury is reasonable, and with these explanations, he can do everything like a fish in water.

After covering up all the truth, Yang Qun received his due reward under the instructions of his superiors.

The Gods Organization said that if Yang Qun did well enough. In the future, the D3 base will be allowed to be completely in charge of him.

This is equivalent to directly dividing this land to Mrs. Zigui, which is really a great reward! !

You can see that the gods changed Yang Qun from a temporary worker to a regular employee, no... it should be the responsible manager of a certain area, and directly assigned this base to him, and he can use the D3 biochemical base for a long time in the future authority.

But Yang Qun also saw the shrewdness of the gods. They are too busy to take care of themselves now, and assigning this base to Yang Qun also has another purpose. This cake looks exquisite and tempting, but don't forget that there are still a circle of enemies outside the base that have not dispersed.

Blood Raven...

Assigning the ownership of the base to Zigui Demon God also means that Yang Qun absolutely wants to keep the base.

This is nothing more than the gods saying: "Keep this place, this place is yours!!"

The current world is really "a vast land and a sparse population." What is most lacking now is human beings, the human beings who stand at the top of the world.

Yang Qun was still thinking. The memory clearing of Molong 682 has been completed. The memory chain in his brain has been completely cleared of emotions, and some new memories have been injected, and he has turned back into a powerful warrior who was injured in the fight with monsters, a survivor of the Sun Ladder Project, and a candidate for the seat of the gods ...

"Ready to release, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6..."

It was still the same scene, the liquid in the nutrition compartment was gradually emptied, and the injection tubes inserted into Mo Long's body were also removed one after another. With the opening of the passage, Mo Long fell into the luxuriously decorated room again.

On the soft Simmons bed, Mo Long slowly opened his eyes.

Everything seemed familiar, and everything was exactly the same as calculated by the intelligence brain omen.

Mo Long held his head in both palms and yelled in pain. He was accepting his own memories, and his brain became very painful because of these strange memories. Pictures flooded in one after another. My name was Mo Long, a survivor of the Sun Staircase Project, a candidate for God... I almost lost my life in the battle with the monster.

And his lover is called Gu Xiaozhi.

Just when Mo Long was screaming with his head in his arms, a gray aura rose slowly from the deepest part of his brain, where there was no forgotten place buried in the sea of ​​memory. Molong's most important things are wrapped in the gray aura...

His truest memory! ! !

Everything, all his past memories, all came up.

How did the gods deceive him, what is the tyrant T104--Molong, how did he join the Blood Raven organization, all these memories have re-occupied his brain, and at the same time... he did not go deep into the deepest part of his memory, Nor will the alarm be sounded.

While gaining real memories, and cleverly avoiding the alarm, the D3 base will never be able to find out what this Molong knows! ! !

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