Doomsday's Strongest Mechanic

Watching the headlights gradually go away, Megaton asked in a low voice.

"Otherwise? Fall out with that guy?" Whitt shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Tomorrow I will go to Worthington in person. If he is not like what Jess said, then don't blame me for being rude." !"

……

In the early morning of the next day, patrol teams announced the news in the streets and alleys. Last night, there were people armed with guns in the slums of Beicheng.

The news spread quickly, and the panic-stricken people gradually settled down.

As long as it's not a corpse mess, they don't care even if someone rebels.

But the hanging can be seen.

In the City Lord's Mansion, Megadon is reporting to Whittaker.

"... Preliminary statistics show that the riots caused by Morton caused a total of 730 deaths. The city guards were the most serious. 580 people were removed from the list, and the Black Guards lost 30 people. The rest were affected civilians and some mercenaries."

"Yesterday's movement in the northern slum also indirectly caused 28 robberies, 36 rapes, and 83 people were killed."

"Also, the torrential rain caused a total of 43 dead bodies. The slums in the North City had the largest number. They were transformed by dead guards. However, they were cleared by Neeson. The rest were also solved by the guards in time. It is confirmed that they will not cause dead bodies."

……

After reporting for half an hour, Hui Kete waved his hand: "You can deal with these. Is there any movement from the Salvation Society?"

Megaton shook his head: "No, after Jess brought that man back to the research institute, he never came out again."

Whittaker nodded slightly, and said, "I'm going to the Salvation Society, and you will preside over the hanging at noon."

"it is good!"

The City Lord's Mansion is not far from the Salvation Society, and it only takes a few minutes by car.

Just as Whittaker got out of the car, he saw a grey-haired but hale and hearty old man standing on the doorstep, wearing a fiery red long gown that reached his feet, and a large shawl of the same color on his shoulders.

It was Cardinal Worthington.

Behind him, are four people dressed in the same, but black, black robes.

Further behind, there are eight white-robed letterheads in white gowns.Their role is equivalent to workshop directors, grassroots cadres, responsible for managing and organizing many believers.

"Whickert, welcome!"

Worthington opened his arms and hugged Whittaker: "You don't usually come here, have you figured it out?"

Every city lord is the candidate most wanted to be accepted as a believer by the Salvation Society, and Worthington naturally persuaded Whittaker a lot.

But Hui Kete's attitude is very firm, and he will not believe in the Salvation Society even if he dies.

"Bishop Worthington, don't talk about this matter anymore. I came to you for other things."

"Let's go in and talk."

Worthington spread his hands, and a group of people entered the magnificent hall, which was filled with a faint white mist, which smelled very fragrant, and made people's spirits shaken slightly. Gorgeous candlesticks were placed everywhere, and they were in charge of pure virgins. , guaranteed not to go out.

In the innermost part, a statue of a god is looking down at the crowd.

The statue looked like a handsome young man, nothing special, but behind him was a background of landslides and landslides. Countless people stretched out their hands in the midst of the disaster, begging for his salvation.

This statue is the only new god that the Salvation Society believes in, the God of Destruction.

According to the Salvation Society, this is the real God, and none of the gods before the doomsday, such as Zeus, is even one ten-thousandth of him.

And in their argument, the most favorable evidence is the great flood and dusk mentioned in the beliefs before the end, no one has seen it, it is just a legend.

But the God of Destroyer really wiped out human society!

This is a testament to his divine power.

Whittaker dismissed these statements in his heart, but still respectfully saluted the statue of Mieshi Shen.

After Worthington smiled and raised his hand to tap his forehead, he took him to the drawing room.

Red carpet, bright candles.

Whickert really couldn't understand why these magic sticks had to light candles in broad daylight.

"Master Whittle, what are you here for?"

After taking his seat, Worthington asked.

"Is such that……"

Whittaker directly narrated what happened last night. After finishing speaking, he looked straight into Worthington's serious eyes and said, "I want to know who it is that will even cause us to fight."

"This...I don't know either."

Worthington shook his head: "It seems that I need to talk to Jess. If you are not in a hurry, you can wait for me here for a while."

Whittaker smiled and nodded: "Okay."

As soon as Worthington left, several maids in white gauze entered the living room, put drinks and a few plates of snacks in front of Whittaker, and then began to rub his legs for him. Hey, he doesn't have to do it himself.

Whickert enjoys it while cursing the corruption of the Salvation Society.

On the other side, Worthington had already found Jace.

They were only one street away.

"Jace, I need an explanation."

Worthington said straight to the point, with a very serious expression.

Jess had already guessed that he would come, so he didn't show any panic, and replied with a smile: "Master Bishop, this person is extremely important to us! It even affects our future development!"

"reason!"

"He has mastered a potion!" Jess said seriously, "You should have heard of this potion."

"What potion is so important?" Worthington frowned slightly. He didn't remember hearing about such a thing.

"Have you forgotten the potion sent by the lord of Liberty City?"

Hearing this, Worthington's eyes showed a thoughtful look, and after a while, he suddenly remembered.

"You mean... the potion that can improve virus resistance?"

Worthington has indeed heard about this matter, and it is said that the people above value it very much!

"That's right! It's that kind of potion! Ever since Price, the lord of Liberty City, died, there has been no trace of this kind of potion, but this man, he has that potion in his hands!"

Speaking of this, Jess sighed inwardly, remembering the two messages that Su Hao sent to himself last night before he fell into a coma.

One is to treat him with all his strength, as well as several of his companions.If something happens to them, he will die too!

And the second one is that he has the antidote.

Now it seems that Su Hao already guessed that Jess's boss will put pressure on him last night, so he offered this umbrella!

As for the effect?Just look at Worthington's appearance.

The value of potions that improve virus resistance is naturally very important!

"I see. You can wake him up as soon as possible. I'll deal with Whittaker's side."

Worthington returned while Whitcott was comfortably drowsy.

Whittaker sat up straight, waved away the maid, and asked, "My lord, have you made it clear?"

Worthington nodded: "Well, that person is really important to our Salvation Society!"

Hui Ke Te nodded: "In this case, I will go first."

After finishing speaking, Hui Kete left the Salvation Society with a sullen face before Worthington got up to see him off.

……

Chapter 157 Awake

After hanging a scapegoat who was found out of nowhere, the city of Apollo returned to calm.

At least on the surface.

There was no conflict between the City Lord's Mansion and the Salvation Society, as if nothing had happened.

But only Megadon knew how angry his brother was about this matter.

He didn't care about the life and death of that Su Hao, what made him angry was the threat from the Salvation Society.

A majestic city lord was threatened with war, which made him not recover for a few days.

But on the side of the Salvation Society, they really thought it was over and didn't take it to heart at all.

Worthington ran to the research institute every three days, hoping to see Su Hao wake up as soon as possible and take out the antidote.

That was a step forward for him.

Jess also suspended other research, he was specially in charge of treating Su Hao and his companions.

This treatment lasts for two months.

When he was in New Hope City, Jess had a preliminary understanding of the uniqueness of Su Hao's body, and he also understood what was going on with his current situation. Just like back then, it was a side effect of temporarily improving his strength.

So he was not worried that Su Hao would not be able to wake up, as long as his skin trauma was fine.

Of course, during this period, some private research was involved, and Su Hao would not be his guinea pig.

Early this morning, Jess came to the No. [-] research room as usual. This room is usually used for various human experiment monitoring, but now, this is Su Hao's exclusive ward.

Su Hao lay quietly on the operating table, with all kinds of tubes inserted into his body. It can be said that he is the only person who has been lying on this for more than a day and remained intact for countless years.

Jess was operating an instrument like a standing air conditioner by the bed, staring at the big green ass monitor next to him.

After a while, he turned around, took out a needle from his pocket, and carefully drew Su Hao's blood. Just as he was about to pick it up, his heart suddenly tightened.

He turned his head and saw that Su Hao had opened his eyes at some point and was staring at him.

Jess laughed a few times: "You're awake."

"If you don't wake up, I'm afraid you will dissect me!"

Su Hao's voice was still a little weak.

"How could it be! I just drew some blood, nothing else!"

"Really?" Su Hao asked with a half-smile.

"Ah... I also took some bone marrow and muscle, it's gone! It's really gone!"

Su Hao laughed and struggled to sit up.

"Forget it, I won't eat you again, why are you so nervous? How long have I been asleep?"

You won't, but the stuff in my head will!

After Jess slandered, he laughed and said, "It's been two months, how do you feel?"

Su Hao was not surprised at all when he was in a coma for two months, he was already mentally prepared.

"It's a bit strange!" He raised his hand with the infusion tube inserted, and slowly clenched his fist a few times: "Why do I feel that my strength is stronger than before? Is it an illusion?"

"No! It's true!"

Hearing this, Jeston immediately became excited, and said with dancing: "From the statistics, your strength has indeed increased! But you are still a second-level fighter!"

Saying that, Jess pointed the green screen at Su Hao, pointed to the data on it that he couldn't understand, and said, "Your power is now half as high as before, far exceeding the data that a second-level fighter should have, you know Huh? This is unbelievable!"

It should be related to transformation!

Hearing the words, Su Hao secretly thought, now that he has experienced it carefully, he can still feel a subtle warm current melting into himself. At first he thought it was an illusion, but now it seems that this warm current is strengthening his body.

"More than that, your cell activity has increased a bit..." Jess was still talking.

"speak English!"

"Oh! To put it simply, your recovery ability has improved, and the speed of wound healing will be many times faster than others!"

Su Hao nodded his head, but there were mixed feelings in his heart.

More than 200 years ago, what kind of medicine was injected into him!

At this time, Jess suddenly remembered something, and asked, "By the way, you told me earlier that you have mastered the potion that improves virus resistance. Is this true or not?"