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Fingarit once thought that he could become the most perfect genetic warrior after the marshal.At that time, glory and a bright future were all accompanying him, and he almost thought that he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life.

But not everyone in this world can become God's darling like Marshal. Probably all those who want to share the glory with the Son of God will be trampled into a pile of rotten flesh by God.

But now, he has become that rotten meat.

What does rotten meat look like?

Probably just put a piece of meat there for a period of time, and let all kinds of disgusting microorganisms and insects lay their eggs on it.Then that piece of meat will become a breeding ground for those little creatures who will burrow in it, eat it and deform it.

Until this piece of meat changed from the original bright red color to rot and darken bit by bit, the surface might even form a layer of disgusting mucous membrane as if it had melted.Afterwards, there would be lumps of flesh one after another, and the pus would flow out. Inside the lumps, it was as if there were worms nibbling and drilling holes. The heart-piercing pain would never stop.

The room in which Fingaret stayed was forever haunted by his anguished wails.After he had no strength to howl, he only had the strength to moan, but the pain never stopped.

The time of pain is always so long.He sometimes wonders why he hasn't died after so long?When will he be free?Why is he still alive?What is the purpose of living?

Of course, most of the time, he actually doesn't have the energy to think at all.He just sat in the dark basement all day long, waiting for the pain to finally eat him up.

Since then, he has been arranged to recuperate on this planet.It's a great place for a vacation, and good weather always puts people in a good mood, but that has nothing to do with Fingarit.

Fingrit was always in debt in a basement without a ray of light. After experiencing the torment last night, now he almost didn't even have the strength to moan, and could only collapse on the ground like a meatloaf.The only things that moved were the swelling and ruptured sarcoma on his body.

But even so, he could still hear the crisp birdsong outside.There seemed to be infinite joy and hope in that cry, which made Fingering's groan unconsciously a little lighter.

He lay on the ground, feeling the oppression and pain caused by his body squeezing against the bottom while breathing.But this kind of pain is nothing compared to the pain in his body that gnaws away at him all the time.

After an unknown amount of time, a ray of light suddenly appeared in this dark room.Fingrit flinched subconsciously, and then slowly and hard squirmed towards the corner.

He hated light, he always felt that this thing could bring him ten times more pain than the pain in his body.That would burn him, burn him, kill him.

But the beam of light obviously didn't mean to approach him.When the suspected food aroma appeared in the room, the light disappeared, and then the grunt of the wheels receding away could be heard.

Although this kind of light comes two or three times a day, every time it disappears, Fingert can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.Even if he knew when that light hit him, no one would know what he looked like now—because it was just a robot, which was really nice.

However, he is in a good state today. Although he has no desire to eat, he can lie quietly for a while instead of crying and rolling without dignity.This is probably because the weather outside is very good, and the sound of birdsong is also pleasant!

Just when Fingrit thought that he would be able to close his eyes amidst the melodious birdsong and take a luxurious nap, he suddenly heard footsteps—da, da, da!

A woman in high heels walks hurriedly on hard ground.This woman's figure must be very light, and from the sound of her footsteps, her excitement at this time can also be heard.

Fingaret opened his eyes suddenly.

Then, regardless of the pain and weakness in his body, he quickly moved towards the door, and finally pushed the door hard the moment the other side pushed the door open.

"Get out!" Fingret yelled, his voice was hoarse and muddy as if it came from hell.

And then, he heard a woman sobbing.

"This is the last time!" the woman begged in tears.

Fingrit didn't make a sound anymore, but used all his strength to press hard against the door, preventing the other party from taking a step closer.

The woman probably also knew his attitude, but she was unwilling to give up, "Please, Fingerlett, just try again! I swear, this is really the last time, and I will never come here again! "

But Fingaret remained indifferent.

He didn't want to try because every attempt brought with it an irrepressible hope and a hopelessness that would overwhelm him afterwards.And as long as he is willing to try, then this woman will always come here again and again.She will think of ways and means, but whenever there is a glimmer of hope, she will do her best to get anything for him.And how much she paid for it, she never told him.

the last time.

He had almost forgotten how many times the other party had said "the last time".ten times?twenty times?Or thirty times?

Even if she was the most favored daughter in the family, it was impossible for her to have so many credits to buy him various potions that were said to restore him.Because when he was not completely desperate, he also paid all his savings for it.He is very clear about these deceptive things.

The long silence behind the door made the woman couldn't help crying again.She tightly held the small box in her hand, but the more she cried, the more sad she became. The grievance in her heart made her unwilling to bear it anymore.

"Just try again, so what? Will it be worse if you try again? Fingrit, you coward! You are willing to take even strengthening injections, why are you not willing to use this recovery potion?" Eat? Do you want to turn yourself into a puddle of mud and be trampled under your feet forever? Even if you want to, can't you think about it for me?"

Fingrit trembled slightly, as if the pain in his body began to surge again.He leaned his head against the door, listening to the woman's crying and accusations, his huge eyes stared straight ahead, the eyeballs were extremely dry, but unfortunately he didn't even have eyelids for blinking.

And the woman outside the door continued to persuade: "I bought this from a researcher who had previously participated in the development of enhancement needles. He said that as long as this thing is injected subcutaneously, there is a 65% chance of eliminating a part of the alienation gene. The effect also appeared very quickly, as long as half a day."

"Fingret, please, please try again! Do you still remember that you promised me that you would hold our wedding on the planet Hyrule, that you would let me wear a wedding dress specially made by the Shanghai people, and that you would also bring me Go and see the disorderly flowers blooming in the deepest trench in Hyrule."

As the woman spoke, tears slid down her face and dripped onto the ground, hitting Finger's heart with a soft patter.

The woman raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, but there was a smile on her face, "I went to Hailar some time ago when I was free. It is so beautiful there. The golden ocean, the fiery red stars, and the countless flame-like Burning Red Beacon. I really want you to take me to see-"

When she said the last sentence, her voice was already crying again.

That voice was so dazed and powerless, yet so powerful that it almost shattered Fingert's persistence.

But at this time, he knows better than anyone else that the most terrible poison in this world is hope, which will make people willing to pay everything for it until they are smashed to pieces.

The woman outside the door seemed to realize that Fingrit was extremely determined this time, and finally stopped crying uselessly.She sniffed and calmed down.

After an unknown amount of time, she even said to Fingarit in a cold voice: "I have some news for you——I'm getting married."

Fingaret seemed to have not heard, still pushing the door hard.But the pain on his body was unknown for some reason, it seemed to be concentrated in one place, and the pain was so painful that he was heartbroken.

"My fiancé is Dodge Jonson," the woman continued.

Fingrit was taken aback, and suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "Are you crazy? How can you marry him?"

Dodge Jonsson - a man who could even be her grandfather, a man known for his wife abuse.

"I'm not crazy." The woman seemed to hook her lips, and there was even a little joy in her voice, "He gave me a sum of money, and I bought this thing with this money."

"You go and pay him back!" Fingrit even growled, "You go and pay him back the money!"

Having said that, he moved anxiously, wanting to find something that could contact the outside world, wanting to find a sum of money to get this woman out of this deadlock.But then he found out in despair that there was nothing here.He had already destroyed everything.

"You know, my childhood dream was to marry you." The woman gently placed the small box on the ground by the door as if she didn't hear it.The crisp click of the box touching the ground seemed to be beating hard on Finger's heart.

In the end, the woman walked away slowly, and said in a sleepy voice: "If I can't marry you, then this is fine."

As the footsteps outside the door got farther and farther away, Fingrit couldn't bear it any longer, and opened the door forcefully.The long-lost light shone on him, exposing his ugly and terrifying appearance to the air.

But the woman didn't seem to hear it, she still walked out slowly.Fingrit stared closely at the woman's back.It is found that the other party seems to be taller than before, and may be thinner.

Until the figure of the other party completely disappeared from his eyes.Griffin lowered his head and looked at the box by the door

The words the woman said seemed to be still echoing in his ears, and then he slammed against the door hard with his body that was tortured by pain.The harsh sound of the door knocking on the wall made him irritable and panicked.

"Megan - Megan -" he kept saying the name silently, then lowered his head and bit the box.

After prying open the box with the only available organ in his body, Fingaret saw the transplant injection inside.

He randomly picked up the injection with his mouth and inserted it into his body.

Then overwhelming sharp pain swept over him.

this is the last time.

He thought in pain that death is actually not that terrible, it is only because of nostalgia that he is still unwilling to give up.

But death can actually be a relief for two people.

Megan -

Megan stood quietly at the corner, waiting expectantly.

She heard the familiar wailing sound, and she was a little bit at a loss.But then she told herself that it was time to restore the potion to work.

But then the wailing sound resounded throughout the day and night.

Megan listened outside the door, from loud to weak, and finally almost inaudible.But the opponent's struggle, rolling, and hitting the wall again and again in that room never stopped.

The woman's expression ranged from anticipation to heartache, and from fear to despair.

It wasn't until the door became silent again that the woman wiped away her tears and called softly, "Fingret?"

"Pricking—" There was a piercing sound of a sharp weapon slicing through the wall from inside the door.

The man told her in such a voice that he was still alive.

Megan took one last look at the door, straightened her back again, turned around and left without saying a word.

As we all know, there are two planets in the alliance, Waworth and Nidro.These two planets are on the border of the alliance, and because the alliance government is out of reach, they have become two crime capitals where black market transactions are flourishing.

Wallworth is mainly engaged in human trading, as well as some entertainment industries.On the other hand, the things that can be purchased on Nidero are even more complicated, almost as long as it is what you want, there is nothing that you cannot buy there.

There is even a street dedicated to selling genetic enhancement needles.

That street is not long, only a few hundred meters.The street is not very wide, there is only one one-way street

The shops there are big and small, the biggest one, the noodle shop occupies half of the street.And the small ones, some of which are only two or three square meters in size at most, will appear crowded when a guest walks in.

The gene enhancement needles sold here are mainly of the same type and are cheaper than those on the market.But also due to the unknown origin, the effect mostly depends on character.

The genetic enhancement needles here are as cheap as hundreds of thousands, and there are trillions of expensive ones.Some people are lucky and spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy a needle, which can strengthen success.And for those who are not good at buying the most expensive one, even if the enhancement fails, it is not easy to suspect that what they bought may be a low-quality product.

After all, this thing has a chance of success. You just bought the booster needle with a 99.9% chance of success. If you really recited it to yourself, it happened to be that 0.01%, so who can you blame?

So the business of booster needles is particularly easy to do, because you can bid at will, but at the same time the risk is high.After all, if consumers with some backs think that they are buying inferior products, it will not make sense just by talking—because those buyers have often lost their minds at that time.

So on this street, shops often change owners.

No, just two days ago, an old store that has been here for more than ten years was bloodbathed because of a "unreasonable" buyer.

Fortunately, it was a small shop of two to three square meters, and he was the only person in the shop, and the only ones who suffered were those genetic enhancement injections of unknown origin and unknown success rate.

I have seen this kind of thing too much, and no one in the store next to me cares.The only person who was worried was probably the landlord of the shop, but he soon found another tenant.

The unlucky tenant came to the door of the store on the first day, and saw the blood-stained appearance of the store, but soon it was renovated and reopened.

After all, people are always a little curious about newcomers, and some people go to have a look from time to time to see what prices they sell and what kind of people their new colleagues are.

But then they were discovered. It was a young man who only knew how to play games on the optical network all day long.You talk to him and he ignores you.If you ask him how the things he sells, he just clicks on the counter for you to see for yourself.

But there were only three bottles in the counter, and I didn't know what was in them.Other than that, there was a price tag and then nothing.

If he gets impatient with the questioning, he will give you a hard look and throw you out.

So so far, the only thing they know is that the things they bought in this store are different from theirs. What he sells is a thing called a gene enhancer. As for how the effect can achieve what function, no one knows.

People were helpless, feeling that the boss was really not doing business, and his attitude was too bad.

Sure enough - during the following period of time, the door of this store was deserted, and no business was made.