Global Distortion: The Mutation Frenzy of Billions of Lives

evolution.

6 corpse tumors at one time.

This amount can almost upgrade a [Green Jade] level special organ.

Su Manman roared heart-breakingly, and the body that was originally full of youthful vitality was undergoing a series of changes.

Bone density is higher, muscle toughness is stronger, cardiopulmonary function efficiency is improved, and conditioned reflex speed becomes faster... everything is developing in a good direction.

This is an all-around enhancement.

"Ahhhhhh!!"

The bed board under Sumanman's body was about to break, and the binding chains clanked like a furious female animal.

Until the end.

Sumanman's evolution is completely completed.

She lay on the bed panting heavily, her beautiful eyes filled with weakness and disbelief. Even she thought it was a miracle that she survived.

"very good."

"Sumanman, you are also my slave."

Yang Feng smiled slightly and unlocked Su Manman.

"Owner."

Su Manman left the bed and knelt down directly to Yang Feng, even shouting this very shameful title.

"Congratulations, you have become a new human being."

"Your body will be significantly stronger than ordinary people, and you will be immune to infection, and will not be corrupted into monsters due to wounds."

Yang Feng first applauded Miao Zhuang and Su Manman, and then his expression changed, revealing full majesty and oppression.

"From now on."

"You have to pay your debt."

Yang Feng was like a demon king, showing a bloodthirsty smile.

"Miao Zhuang, you hand in at least one corpse tumor every day."

"Sumanman, you hand over at least 2 corpse tumors every day."

"This is just a temporary... protection period for novices. After three days, the number of corpse tumors turned in will be doubled."

Yang Feng set hard targets for the two of them, minimum standards that must be completed every day.

slave.

Premium consumables.

It requires a huge amount of corpse tumors to support the dark gold level [Ghost Face], and these slaves will provide them with an endless supply.

This is the price.

To gain power, you need to pay a price.

No matter what method is used, the number of corpses turned over cannot be less.

"What if... we don't collect enough corpse tumors..."

Miao Zhuang felt a little uneasy. After three days, the number of corpses turned in doubled, which meant that nearly 20 corpses had to be chopped down every day.

What if you get injured?

What if it cannot be paid in time?

Yang Feng's eyes lowered, he looked at Miao Zhuang condescendingly, and said slowly with a bloody aura: "Then it proves that you are useless trash."

"You should be able to understand how to dispose of garbage."

Yang Feng's words made Miao Zhuang tremble all over. He quickly lowered his head and replied in a tone of fear and respect: "Yes, Master."

Yang Feng retracted his ferocious smile, and his expression became relaxed and happy again, making people unpredictable.

"Today is the first day of birth."

"I will show mercy and exempt you from making offerings today."

Yang Feng leaned down, holding Miao Zhuang's neck with one hand, and hugged Su Manman's shoulder with the other. He said jokingly: "One last thing to remind you, don't use corpse tumors without permission."

"Otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences~~"

Yang Feng, is this a warning?

His excited expression seemed more like he was expecting the two of them to use the corpse tumor privately, and then see what kind of deformation they would become.

horrible.

The terrifying degree of Yang Feng's image was deeply impressed in the innermost parts of their hearts.

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4th floor.

Sumanman returned to the fourth floor carrying the packed supplies.

"Hey, our goddess is back!!"

"Holy shit, where did you get all these good things??"

"Hey, we don't need to say more, let's share it with the brothers."

The refugees who usually bullied Su Manman swarmed around her and snatched the bag from her hand without any explanation, preparing to divide the food.

Sumanman's face was downcast.

She held a kitchen knife in her hand and looked at the refugees around her with cold eyes.

Poof! !

Sumanman picked up the kitchen knife and suddenly thrust it forward, piercing a man's chest.

Dark red liquid flowed out.

Hot blood spurted out on Su Manman's face.

"ah??"

"Kill someone, kill someone."

Someone reacted and immediately screamed and tried to escape.

However, Sumanman grabbed his hair, and with the strengthened strength, he was pulled directly to the ground.

"You like grabbing my food, right?"

Sumanman said viciously, and the kitchen knife suddenly penetrated the man's neck, and several packets of instant noodles in his hand fell to the ground.

"And you."

"And you."

Su Manman went crazy and killed everyone who tried to steal his food.

"good."

Yang Feng stood not far from the corridor, watching this massacre without any suspense.

"Innate."

"Sumanman is born with a good knife for killing."

Yang Feng's eyes were sharp. He had already seen the difference in Su Manman, and he gradually discovered a vicious and ruthless energy, and a talent for killing.

"Don't...don't kill me..."

"I was wrong... I was wrong..."

"Sumanman... I will return all the food to you..."

The refugees still begged for mercy, and some were so frightened that their legs weakened, and a stench oozed from their crotches.

"Damn it."

"You all deserve to die."

Sumanman was desperate and couldn't listen to the voices begging for mercy. Soon, there was only a pool of blood left in the corridor, with the corpses of refugees lying in strewn shapes.

Bang.

Boom, boom, boom.

Su Manman kicked the door of her 407 room with bare feet.

"Open the door!!"

"Open the door for me!!"

Su Manman was completely like a mad woman, leaving indentations on the door with her soles. If she hit the door lock a few more times, she would definitely not be able to hold it.

"Don't come in."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuah...stop kicking..."

The person inside the door was obviously frightened and begged Sumanman not to continue kicking the door.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"We orphans and widowed mothers... are so pitiful... Do you have to bully us?"

The mother and son who occupied Sumanman's room actually played the bitterness card again, telling how pitiful and hungry they were.

There is no way to occupy Sumanman’s house! !

There is no way to snatch Sumanman’s food! !

"Do you have any conscience anymore?"

"Are you still not alone?"

"The children were so frightened that they cried. You didn't even let them go."

The woman was crying behind the door, turning black into white, and the victim became herself.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Sumanman was laughing wildly.

She didn't answer any questions, but laughed ferociously. .

She was laughing at how hateful hypocrites are.

She was laughing at how stupid she once was.

She is laughing at herself now, how refreshing it is to take revenge! !

Bang.

There was a loud noise and the door was kicked open.

Sumanman entered the door with a knife, and then there were sounds of screaming and crying, but after just a few dozen seconds, all the sounds became quiet.

Sumanman walked out of the room.

She took back her instant noodles, steak, chicken legs, braised eggs...

She cooked a bowl of noodles, cut some beef and ham sausage, then calmly brought it to the table and began to enjoy it.

"That's great."

Su Manman happily tasted the food, but hot tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, as if they were the last remnants of kindness...