Chapter 31
"Good boy."

Su Hao wiped Su Lian's tears with his hands. The fear of death in his heart was reduced a lot, and his desire to survive became stronger.

Lived for so many years.

After all, Su Hao still has too many ties that he can't let go of.

Whether it is the evil son Su Bai or Xiaorou, they still need time to grow up.

Although Su Lian inherited his light.

But it is very likely that after his death, the creatures produced by the system will disappear from this land, and the other party may also die by then.

Of course, this is just his guess.

At present, my violent soldier interface has not shown the characteristics of advanced artificial intelligence life, there is no dialogue, and there is no lottery interface, only the first-level interface and the second-level link.

This is more like a stand-alone game that combines Red Alert and DAIA biological simulation.

There is no wisdom at all.

However, this game was very stingy and only appeared when he was 80 years old. It made Su Hao, who had no regrets about his life, very regretful.

If the violent soldiers could have appeared in front of him earlier, they might not have left so many regrets.

After all, the moment he saw the person he loved so much turned into a ghost, and raised the butcher knife to slash at him, was the darkest day of his life.

and so.

I can't die!

lying on the hospital bed.

Su Hao took out a photo from his chest. This might be the only photo in this world. In the photo, two young men and women hugged each other with their mouths pouting, and compared hands with scissors.

After Su Hao kissed the beautiful woman in the photo lightly, he put it back on his chest.

The Sri Lankan people have gone, and all they can see are memories.

"Go ahead."

The skeleton waiting at the side pulled up Su Hao's sleeves, and while inserting two catheters into his body, the assistant also inserted the other end of the catheter into Tai Tan's body on the other bed.

But different from Su Hao's arm, Tai Tan's catheter is inserted into the heart.

Although after decades, human beings have gradually adapted to zombie virus infection and have developed immune function, but the direct infusion between different blood types will lead to hemolytic reaction, the destruction of cell membranes in the body, causing hemoglobin to flow out of cells, mild cases headache and chest pain , severe cases die directly.

So the fourth solution offered by Qingshou in the black pot: Overlord Blood Essence.

What is replaced is not the ordinary blood of the overlord, but the blood of the overlord’s origin, the king-level creature.

If this matter is changed from Bailun City to Bailun City, no one can adopt this method. After all, the entire city-state of the ten countries in the Deadwood Region covers an area of ​​38 square kilometers, and the known king-level creatures are no more than thirty number.

From this, it can be inferred how difficult it is to obtain the blood essence of the Overlord.

"are you ready?"

The skeleton looked at the titan.

The overlord's heart blood must be transferred to the heart by himself, and after refining, it will burst out, which will bring fatal consequences at the same time.

"I'm ready and honored to be a part of the Masters!"

Tai Tan smiled at Su Hao, exerted all his strength, a ball of golden blood gushed out from the heart and directly entered Su Hao's body.

That moment.

If a fiery lava burns into his body, it burns his internal organs.

puff!
A mouthful of blood was forced out.

The severe pain made him couldn't help but start screaming.

The blood vessels on his face were vaguely broken.

The pain gradually dissipated after about half an hour.

underground cell.

On the crude operating table, Su Hao's chest rose and fell rapidly.

dong dong!

dong dong.

Not sure if it was an illusion, Su Hao heard his own heartbeat, a powerful and domineering sound like a war drum.

He propped himself up slightly, touched his arm, and rubbed it lightly, revealing the pale yellow skin inside.He hurriedly touched his face, and also felt a layer of dead skin.

"Father, are you alright?"

"No need!" Su Hao said a middle-aged Daoist voice.

Su Hao stopped the girl in black armor who wanted to come over to help him. After his feet landed, an unprecedented sense of solidity flooded into his body and mind, and the majestic blood flowed out layer by layer until he arrived again. His peak combat power.

The peak of silver, the beginning of gold.

"Master." Skeleton handed him a prepared mirror very perceptively.

Holding up the lens and looking at the cold-faced middle-aged man inside, Su Hao nodded and put the mirror down, pointing at Tai Tan who had turned into a withered corpse next to him and said:
"A rich burial."

"clear."

For those young people who care about the old man and are willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of the greater self, even though Su Hao owns them, he is still very grateful.

life.

Not a cold bunch of black coins.

After putting on the windbreaker, he walked up, looked at the ray of sunlight at the entrance, and closed his eyes.

I came back to life and escaped the reincarnation of life, which means that the way of the overlord's blood essence is correct, and at the same time, the responsibility on me is even greater.

After all, a young and intelligent life lost his precious life in order to support justice.

One must not die easily, otherwise it will be the greatest blasphemy to the dead.

In the future, such methods may be used in the face of irresistible evil forces, and more sacrifices are needed to preserve the overall situation.

And all I can do.

It is to take their fetters and use all their strength to crush the evil cloud covering this land, eliminate the struggle and expel the dark power.

Allowing children to sit in classrooms and go to school.

Let the intellectuals of this land abandon the unrealistic illusions of the evil god Crusu and return to the embrace of scientific truth.

Let the baby granddaughter grow up healthily and happily, and have something to rely on when she grows old.

I can.

I have to do this!
. . . . . .

The next day.

dong dong.

The skeleton knocked on the study door.

"Enter."

"How about it, is it done?"

Su Hao, who was buried in writing the plan, didn't look up.

"Master, it's settled. Dawson and Wei En performed well. In just a few days, the rectification and reform of the tenth district were implemented."

"Also, the royal family of Bailun that you asked us to investigate has no news about Earl Doyle's death recently. It seems that they don't know that Doyle died at our hands."

"No! It's impossible." Su Hao interrupted. He glanced at the skeleton and said calmly:
"A calm lake often brews a bigger storm, so watch carefully."

"Yes."

It is impossible for a grand knight of the kingdom to attack and kill himself alone without the orders of the core figures of the royal family.

The other party wanted to paralyze me, an old man.

What a vicious guy.

After dismissing the skeletons, Su Hao twisted his neck, and took the human leather headgear from the girl in black armor.

Walked to the mirror and put it in.

The face of the person in the mirror returned to the previous 80-year-old state.

The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a stiff smile.

(End of this chapter)

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