【Vortex Planting Method】

This is the technical description and summary submitted to Wen Wen by [the hospital] after cooperating with the Security Bureau.

The theory used by Lawrence the Insect of Change.

The Chosen One who followed the Supreme Good Vortex, who was in charge of the birth, growth, aging and death of all life, developed such strange technology after years of research.

——Just like farming, planting various dangerous raw materials on the body of living things, filtering the evil in them with the life and spiritual quality of living things, completing the fusion or extraction, and finally waiting for the time to mature, you can harvest all the raw materials.

The desired results and essence.

The place where materials are planted as a container is called a "fetus".

The results obtained are called ‘real’.

"And just as you guessed, among all the creatures that can become a 'fetus', the easiest and most convenient one is undoubtedly a human being."

Muller on the phone explained in detail: "After the birth of this technology, our hospital only went through a few attempts and then permanently banned the use of humans as 'fetuses'.

Even at Hope Hospital, this is taboo."

"Ha, that's interesting!"

Wen Wen, who was riding wildly on the motorcycle, couldn't help but want to sneer: "You crazy people can actually seal up this kind of technology that goes against human nature?"

"No, no, no, please don't misunderstand."

Muller solemnly explained: "It's just because rigorous demonstration has proved that the method of using people as a tire is too inefficient and not cost-effective, and will lead to extremely serious waste of consumables!

Apart from being somewhat convenient sometimes, it has no merits.

What can be created by an ordinary 'fetus' can also be created by other technologies, but if a superior 'tool' is used for vortex planting, it will be a real waste of resources!"

Mueller said indignantly: "You know, with the T5 agreement, even in our hospital, there are not enough consumables that can be wasted casually.

Therefore, as early as forty years ago, the development direction of the vortex planting method had already turned to other animals and plants.

This was also the main reason for expelling Lawrence - he did not have the courage and talent to create a subject alone, nor was he willing to give up some of his expertise and start over. He was just immersed in outdated techniques and theories.

After repeated warnings and corrections, the management department determined that he did not have the capabilities required for workers in our hospital and was dismissed. As for his willingness to fall in with the beasts worshiping natural disasters in the Dragon Festival, it is nothing to do with

Our hospital has nothing to do with it.”

After habitually dumping the blame, Mueller finally couldn't bear the restlessness in his heart and couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, I still remember his angry look when he was fired. He also said that sooner or later he would come back with brand new achievements and bring us together.

Help the old thing step on your feet.

To be honest, I am still looking forward to any breakthrough progress from him. Unfortunately, this is probably not possible... But after so many years, he must have grown into very good material, right?"

On the other end of the phone, a vague voice sounded like someone swallowing saliva. The collaborator who had transformed into something unknown could not hide his thirst: "If you can be merciful, please be sure to leave some samples for us. Of course, alive

Even better, the price is negotiable!”

"Look at his fate!"

Wen Wen's voice was cold.

The roaring motorcycle sped through the traffic, easily leaving behind all pursuers and blockers, leaving only bursts of thunderous roars.

Now, everything has finally emerged from the mist.

The believers of the Dragon Sacrifice who pursue the power of evil and natural disasters, Lawrence who is obsessed with vortex planting and blood thirst, and their long-term plans to cultivate and spread infection in secret...

Everything we do is to select the most suitable 'fetus' from among countless people!

Now, as if by fate, the 'fetus' he had dreamed of, no, like a 'vessel' sent from heaven, appeared in front of him when he had never expected it.

Ten years ago, in the Burning Sea, the cursed people were left behind by the Tide Flame disaster.

The only survivor in a natural disaster that caused despair, pain and resentment for tens of thousands of people.

——Ji Jue!

In the empty and almost dead hospital square, illuminated by the dim light at dusk, all ordinary people fell into a coma as early as the moment the vortex transplantation technique was activated, without any resistance.

Above the sky, strands of crimson are winding, swimming down in response to the call of the controller.

I can't hear the wailing and roaring in the distance.

When the farmer decides to harvest, those weak and dead branches that no one cares about quietly wither in the darkness, and only the rotten fruits fall into the soil, brewing the sweetness of sin.

Also in the hospital, under the same dusk, Lawrence looked at the scene in front of him and felt a little lost.

He was so embarrassed when he was kicked out of that rut-ridden place, but now he felt so happy. After working hard for such a long time, he was finally about to bear fruit, and he could hardly help but want to sing a song.

It's a pity that there are always noisy sounds in my ears.

"Holy shit, brother, be gentle, be gentle, my hands, will these things get infected?"

"Seriously, man, there's no need, there's no need!"

"How many dishes have you eaten? Are you having such a big time?"

"You still have time to run away now. I think the people in the Security Bureau are really powerful. The one in the lead is strong, beautiful and has big breasts. Listen to me, you can't fight her!"

"You don't really want to hook me, do you? Come on, brother, I will poop my crotch when I'm scared. Really, oh oh oh, I can't hold it in anymore..."

"Why are you still playing with tentacles? Brother, you have such a strong taste!"

Obviously the anesthetic was enough for this guy to sleep until tomorrow, but within ten minutes, he woke up again.

At this moment, countless twisted spirits fell from the sky and turned into giant trees, entangled him in them, like a monster opening its bloody mouth.

Then, countless bloody spiritual substances were all submerged into Ji Jue's body!

The massive amount of distorted spiritual matter that is enough to turn an ordinary person into evil in an instant, actually just woke him up from his dream. This unparalleled distortion tolerance alone is enough to be equal to the Chosen One of a superior rank!

"As expected of a cursed person who was able to survive the Tide Flame Disaster!"

Lawrence pushed up his blood-stained glasses and exclaimed hoarsely: "Ji Jue, you are indeed the only weapon of disaster! You are impeccable!"

"Ah, yes, yes." Ji Jue was speechless and choked, and nodded awkwardly: "You can sell hooks, brother, I live a good life and don't cling to people, please spare my life, please."

Lawrence's smile faltered.

Preface retracted.

Only this mouth is so fucking annoying!

Click!

At that moment, with Lawrence's wave of his hand, the strange giant tree made of countless gossamers suddenly surged. In the qualitative transformation and infusion of the massive spiritual essence, Ji Jue was swallowed up and could no longer make a sound.

It's like falling.

In a trance, he was engulfed in endless scarlet.

The last thing I heard was the roar from the distance.

It's like the loud noise of a locomotive engine.

boom!!!

When the walls fell apart, countless smoke and dust rose into the sky.

The reality partition that Lawrence had painstakingly crafted was actually dug into a big hole from the front by the impact of that horse!

The nearly burned tires ran over the broken flower beds and masonry, leaving dark scorch marks.

The final harsh sound came to an abrupt end.

The slender and tall figure finally got up from the motorcycle.

"No need, leave this to me and you don't have to worry about it."

She gave instructions to her subordinates on the other end of the phone: "The child does not have the ability to fight independently. Go and support Lao Zhang first. If it is safe, you can move freely."

Check every fulcrum and pull out all the parasites left by the vortex transplantation technique!"

Just like that, I hung up the phone.

forward.

"I know there is no such thing as a free dinner."

She glanced coldly at the man who had kindly provided her with clues, expressionless: "It's really... such a big thing happened under my nose."

"Where are you talking? I have been in Keats Hospital for more than six years, more than five years earlier than you." Lawrence pushed up his glasses, a smile appeared on his broken face: "It came so fast.

...Unfortunately, it’s too late.”

The moment he finished speaking, the strange giant thing like a tree shook again.

The huge crown that nearly covered the sky actually expanded again, and among the countless squirming blood-colored spiritual substances, countless lights flashed like flowers!

According to the information provided by Hope Hospital, Lawrence has been cultivating for many years in the vortex implantation technique, a secret ritual with little potential to be explored, innovating and innovating, and has almost completed a new breakthrough.

As early as the Imperial Flower Moon Massacre, he demonstrated wide-area-level intervention, covering the entire town within the scope of the Vortex Planting Technique, completing mass transformations and mutations.

At this moment, the aberrant spiritual essence usurped and absorbed by the blood-thirsty strain burst out from the giant tree, almost faintly covering most of the northern mountainous area!

Despair, pain, lamentation, crying, numbness...

Countless wails sounded again.

This is the material he has collected from hiding in Yacheng for so many years, the result of the blood thirsty strain parasite plundering from the dead!

Even more, it comes from this Keats Hospital...

It's so ridiculous and so interesting.

Lawrence couldn't help but want to applaud. No matter how many times he watched this kind of scene, he would never get tired of it.

There is a lack of doctors, a lack of medicine, a lack of equipment, a lack of money, and even plasma cannot be provided... everything necessary to survive is lacking.

In this hospital, which can only rely on donations to survive, all we see in the consulting rooms, corridors and patients every day are tragedies.

The painful chemotherapy treatments again and again, the hopeful waiting again and again, and the misery after missing out on the quota.

No way, no savior, no money.

The so-called life-saving straw is just a phantom light at the end of the horizon. For those who have nothing, the so-called 'possibility of recovery' is a hell of endless suffering!

When everything comes to an end, the only thing that is turned into ashes in the incinerator is the body that has long been drained by parasites. What Lawrence finally snatched from the deceased was this crystallization of despair!

Now, pain takes root and sprouts from the soil.

In full bloom!

The giant tree expands, swells, and extends outward, like the hand of a dying man stretching out from hell, trying in vain to drag everything within reach into hell.

Then, everything came to an abrupt end——

Slow down, stop, reverse!

Right in front of that figure.

Wen Wen.

She finally raised her hand and took off the goggles on her face. In her eyes, the blue and purple lights flowed silently, overlooking everything.

Then, it was like a foreign world had arrived.

From the gaze of those eyes, infinite crystals burst out of the soil and bricks!

It's like a jungle made of crystals, criss-crossing and surrounding the entire hospital, crushing the remaining blockade and swallowing everything up!
Chapter completed!