My chuunibyou self: All my fantasies have come true

"Ok?"

Lu Jingxin said, "I only glanced at you once, you don't have to call me a pervert, do you?"

"I mean mutation, mutation."

"Oh."

Can you show me?

Lu Jing activated his ability without hesitation.

The black substance on his body spread rapidly like a tide, covering half of his upper body in the blink of an eye.

As the black substance flowed, his arm gradually deformed, eventually transforming into a handsome and sharp claw.

The claws gleamed with a metallic sheen, as if forged from steel, and flashed with a cold, icy light.

"Wow, that's scary!"

The Vermilion Bird opened its mouth.

What else can you transform into?

"Like wings, blades, and something that stretches out and becomes like a rope..."

Lu Jingyi explained.

Zhuque nodded.

"Are you sure these changes only appeared after being infected by zombies?"

"Mm." Lu Jing nodded again.

"So you think that the zombie virus has some kind of relationship with the serum in your body."

"Otherwise what?" Lu Jing asked back.

"Let's get it tested first; this kind of case has never happened before."

"I also heard that before you got infected, you had already completed many solo dungeons all by yourself."

"It's all thanks to the serum," Lu Jing said.

"Serious serum doesn't have that much power. How much effect it can have depends more on the person who has the serum."

For example, some people can only exert 10% of their strength, while others can exert 200%.

The Vermilion Bird was not described in detail.

In fact, the main purpose of serum is to help the inheritor get through an awkward period.

During this period, the inheritors did not receive the inheritance.

They also lack the physical qualities of awakened beings.

That's why serum is used.

On the other hand, when seeking to pass on the tradition, it is also necessary to provide the inheritors with certain physical qualities.

Finally, serum allows the inheritor to better accept the inheritance.

Otherwise, given the fragility of the human body, it might not survive the stage of inheritance.

Only after becoming a true successor.

Once it becomes the inheritance of a sacred object, the serum becomes largely ineffective.

According to the language used in the game.

The characters were amazing in the early stages, but later on, I couldn't even be bothered to watch them anymore.

Soon, Zhuque drove the car to the location.

We stopped in front of a watch shop that no one seemed to be visiting.

Chapter 58 The Story of Suzaku

2025-03-23 ​​16:51:47 Author: Wukong Who Can Eat

Halfway there, Lu Jing was blindfolded and his ears were plugged.

The car soon stopped at the watch shop.

Two pretty waitresses opened the door.

Lu Jing followed Zhu Que inside.

Zhuque led Lu Jing, whose eyes and ears were sealed, into the elevator inside the watch shop and put a white mask on him.

Only then did they remove the blindfold from their eyes and the headphones that were playing loud music in their ears.

Lu Jing rubbed his ears, which were probably sore from the noise.

Through the reflection in the elevator, he discovered that he was wearing a white mask on his head.

The mask worn by the Vermilion Bird was even more eye-catching, resembling the head of a lifelike phoenix.

Its feathers were as fine as silk, shimmering with a dazzling light, as if a real phoenix were standing there.

Each feather is meticulously crafted, and its exquisite beauty is truly breathtaking.

Lu Jing couldn't help but take a second look, and then looked at his mask in the mirror.

That's a bit shabby.

"What is this place?"

“Our secret base!” Suzaku said.

"handsome!"

Lu Jingxin said.

"Do you only have bases in the Jiangnan region?"

"How could that be? We have organizations all over the country and abroad."

"Who created such a huge organization?" Lu Jing asked curiously.

"A mysterious and powerful person."

The moment the captain is mentioned, Suzaku immediately transforms into a devoted fan.

"Will I be able to see him this time?"

"Dream on~" Zhuque tapped him on the head. "Even I haven't had a chance to see the boss, and you think you can?"

"Oh...."

Lu Jingxin thought to himself, "If I can't even see the boss, it seems that this tall woman in front of me doesn't have a high status."

Seemingly sensing his thoughts, Zhuque immediately said:

"Our boss is like a dragon, rarely seen. Not to mention me, most people in the organization have never seen him. Maybe only a few old fogies have. Who knows?"

Zhuque shrugged.

I've never met him in person? How could this organization even be created?

Lu Jing thought to himself, "What kind of boss is this? What kind of power does he possess?"

"Our leader is like a god to us. He saved us from the brink of death and gave us hope to live again!"

Suzaku seemed to be recalling something.

"........"

Suzaku has lived in the underground city since childhood.

That city is located deep underground, where sunlight never shines.

Only faint lights illuminated the narrow streets and dilapidated houses.

There is no distinction between day and night here; time seems to stand still, and people can only know the passage of time through electronic clocks.

For only two brief hours each day, the city's residents can emerge from underground to enjoy the rare sunlight.

Zhuque had never seen her father since she was a child.

Her mother was her only support and source of warmth.

However, fate played a cruel joke on this poor family.

A group of vicious thugs broke into their home, stole their meager savings, and brutally murdered Suzaku's mother.

At that moment, Zhuque squatted helplessly beside her mother.

It's perfectly normal for a few people to die here.

Even the sound of gunfire wouldn't shock the residents.

Suzaku didn't know what he should do.

She squatted by the bed, watching in despair as her mother's body slowly rotted, emitting a foul stench.

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