Thriller: I created an alien asylum

"The man said, come, suppress it in your body, use your will, your consciousness, your soul, your spirit."

"Do everything you can to suppress it, control it."

The disease was almost at its wit's end.

He escaped from the place where the Supervisory Bureau isolated him.

He would definitely be hunted down by the Supervisory Bureau.

He was cursed and turned into a ghost.

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It was about to mutate.

At this time, he could only choose to take a gamble.

At this time, another person appeared, "You are here again, showing kindness everywhere. Don't forget that we are still being watched by those guys."

"If we reveal our tracks, those mad dogs will definitely pounce on us. We are really looking for death. They can't beat us."

"Is it because we are being watched now that we need to recruit some partners?"

"Tsk, I said it before, wouldn't it be better to kill them all? It's annoying to not let them chase us all the time."

"It's easy to kill them, but how long can you resist the subsequent counterattack?"

"This guy may not be able to survive, right? I think he is about to mutate."

The sick saw the man at the beginning dragging the monster and pressing it into his body without hesitation.

A sharp pain came.

He felt that the weirdness broke through his flesh and got into his body.

Then a weird, twisted, chaotic and disordered consciousness began to attack his brain.

"Use your consciousness to suppress it."

"If you can't do it, then it will devour your consciousness, occupy your body, and revive from your body. At that time, you will no longer be you."

Bing gritted his teeth to endure the pain and subconsciously suppressed the weird.

The fight with the weird lasted for a very long time.

Even though the weird had been beaten half to death, it was still not something he could easily suppress.

His consciousness tried everything, and several times, he felt that his consciousness was about to dissipate.

The pain in his body made him sober again.

Fortunately, perhaps he had a high degree of compatibility with the weird and his mental strength was strong enough.

He successfully suppressed the weird in his body.

By the way, he successfully mastered the ability of the weird.

Epidemic weird.

This weird's name, a blood-clothed weird.

"At that time, the weirdness had just appeared, and they had not yet been clearly divided into levels."

"But the weirdness I suppressed was already a very powerful weirdness, and it caused the deaths of nearly tens of thousands of people."

"If that person had not appeared, perhaps the casualties would have increased by a few more zeros."

Slack: "Who is that person? Is he the leader of our natural disaster?"

Slack thought about it and tried to analyze who the two people who appeared were from the conversation of the sick.

He wanted to kill all those people extremely.

He felt a bit like the big leader, but his personality was also similar to that of the leader of the evil disaster.

As for who the other person was, he couldn't guess.

There are three leaders of the natural disaster now.

The natural disaster is the big leader.

The evil disaster and the bitter disaster are also leaders.

However, the personalities of the three of them are not compatible.

The sickness was silent for a long time, "He used to be."

"At that time, after I mastered the plague, the curse on my body disappeared, and the pollution outside was also contained."

"But."

"This matter is not over yet."

"Those of us who suppressed the weirdness, in the eyes of those people, are undoubtedly monsters in human skin with humanity and wisdom, and are more terrifying."