CHAPTER 1014: CHAPTER 237: THIS KIND OF CHOICE... WILL STILL BE MADE_4

"Listen to my advice: Stop while you can; it’s beyond your control."

"The fusion of human genes with zombie genes is very unstable and can easily lead to issues like physical deformities, losing human semblance, with disgusting pus flowing all over. Becoming normal again would be impossible."

At this point, his tone intensified, "Sigh... It’s truly repulsive."

Click!

The busy signal echoed.

The call was unexpectedly hung up by Qin Ling.

His current appearance resembled an old spider’s nest, twisted flesh adhered to the walls, forming a web of flesh.

And now he was without legs; his lower body was a large, swelling ball of flesh, connected to his upper body. Indeed, viscous liquid flowed from the surface of the flesh ball to the ground, solidifying into a hard mass at a visible speed.

Professor Jin stood beside him, like a butler, waiting obediently.

Just like a piece of wood, with no thoughts whatsoever.

The boss becoming this way was unexpected for him, having occupied the host’s consciousness, transforming into a form he could no longer assess.

Qin Ling stared at the mirror nearby, which perfectly reflected his image, and with the tiniest shred of humanity left in him, he uttered an angry roar.

Crash!

The distant mirror shattered instantly.

"Damn it..." Qin Ling glared at Professor Jin, "When exactly can I transform into a perfect form? Have you found what I’ve asked for or not?"

Although possessing terrifying power, his current form was not yet perfect.

Since it had come to this,

The quest for perfection was imperative; Lin Fan was like a huge mountain, weighing on his mind.

Though no direct conflict had occurred, he knew Lin Fan’s power was terrifying, and with his current strength, he would not stand a chance, facing only doom if confronted.

Professor Jin said, "Boss, we are searching; there’s a person at the gathering place showing potential, starting a Gu cultivation experiment, and a noteworthy Awakener has already emerged."

Swish!

Qin Ling’s gaze turned icy as he looked at him, "Wasn’t the gathering place already in chaos, completely destroyed?"

"No, someone suppressed all remaining individuals with bloody means, so we plan to focus on him, cultivating him into a Gu King in the Gu cultivation plan," Professor Jin explained.

"Why don’t I know?" Qin Ling’s gaze made Professor Ji feel terrified, as if he were examining prey.

"Boss, this is still in the trial phase; no results yet," Professor Jin hurriedly explained, fearful that the boss might tie him up with flesh tendrils and devour him alive.

Don’t assume it’s impossible, the boss’s temper is unpredictable, with occasional human rationality but mostly zombie-like madness.

After a moment of staring at Professor Jin, Qin Ling gradually calmed down.

Professor Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

Truly feared the boss’s anger.

But the reality was such; it’s better not to mention uncertain things, and other departments weren’t aware of the boss’s condition yet. If they knew the boss had turned into this non-human, non-ghost form, they’d be shocked to death.

Engaged in research related to zombies, only for the boss to end up in such a disfigured state would certainly be astounding.

Just thinking about Lin Fan.

Professor Jin was also full of hatred.

He had two ideas.

The first was the evolution among survivors, the strongest among Awakeners.

The second was zombie Gu cultivation, examining how zombies evolve, whether cannibalistic zombies arise, producing dominant zombies. Known fusion zombies can devour others to gain abilities.

But even fusion zombies have distinctions.

Any desire to experiment with fusion zombies exceeds the boss’s capabilities, reflecting the zombie hierarchy.

A fusion zombie’s crystal is colorful, but the colors depend on the fusion abilities, and the number of colors in a perfect fusion zombie crystal is unknown.

Therefore.

Professor Jin has been silently collecting the latest version of the "Zombie Album" to see if it contains relevant information.

Moreover, he knows there’s an organization specializing in fusing human and zombie genes involved in this research, thinking their boss is truly chosen by fate; despite being devoured, perfecting the predecessor’s genes, unexpectedly dominating the consciousness.

Truly unexpected.

...

Night at the gathering place was serene.

All Awakeners slumped their heads, eyes fixed on the distant house where a terrifying killer god resided.

Awakeners who survived that day couldn’t erase the memory.

It was genuinely terrifying.

Everyone was driven to madness over a pale golden crystal, their eyes bloodied, casualties mounting, chaos erupting instantly, and then.

A killer god emerged, someone beyond everyone’s imagination.

No one had noticed his greatness before.

Who would have thought that this guy wielded scimitars in both hands, entering as if no one else existed, brilliance flashing continuously, harvesting survivors nonstop, heads soaring and spinning in the air.

Ultimately, every Awakener was frightened out of their wits,

Daring not to move an inch.

Honestly watching him pocket the pale golden crystal.

From that moment on.