Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

This is a palm-sized engine.

The engine is copper-yellow, revealing an exquisite mechanical beauty.

In addition to exquisiteness, this engine also exudes a slight spiritual fluctuation.

[Congratulations on your task: repay the debt. 】

[The mission is 100% completed, and you will be rewarded with 3 years of life. 】

[You liberated the bound soul. 】

[In order to repay your salvation, all the bound souls injected the humanity of participation into the engine of the blood-stained mud truck, creating a cursed item: the grumpy engine. 】

【Grumpy Engine】

【Star:★☆】

[Attribute: mechanical fusion i, resentment burned out i)

[Note: There are a lot of grievances and grateful humanity hidden in this engine. Put it into a vehicle, and you will get a supernatural vehicle. 】

"nice."

Picking up this fist-sized engine and bumping it upside down, Lin Hun's eyes lit up.

A supernatural engine capable of transforming vehicles.

This thing is really useful in this world now.

With the invasion of the dark side world, the world will gradually change.

Although ordinary vehicles can still be used, once they enter some special places, these vehicles are basically useless.

Therefore, a special vehicle that can walk in the spiritual zone is indispensable.

Lin Hun took the engine and came to his house.

There, the heavy locomotive he had ridden several times stopped quietly at the door.

"Although cars can also be strengthened, the size of the car is too large, and some narrow sections are not suitable. Compared with the car, it is more suitable to use this engine to strengthen the locomotive."

Lin Hun took the grumpy engine and stuck it on the fuel tank of the locomotive.

hiss!

As if sinking into the water, this small engine is directly integrated into the heavy locomotive.

Taste it!

With the integration of the grumpy engine.

Heavy locomotives quickly discolor and become old.

The guard plate on the car body is constantly transforming from carbon fiber to unpretentious steel. On the rows of round rivets, bloodstains appear out of thin air.

The blood is like paint, dyeing the locomotive whose shape is gradually changing red.

On the swelling headlights, a strange red light gradually lit up.

It is as red as a dump truck.

[Complete the fusion, you will get a vehicle: Blood Hate Motorcycle]

【Blood Hate Motorcycle】

【Star:★☆】

[Attribute: walk in the underworld ii, bloody impact i, resentment i. 】

[Note: This motorcycle can burn some weird things as fuel. Of course, if you refuel, it will run as well. After all, it is a motorcycle no matter what it becomes. 】

"Uh, good soil.

Incorporating a grumpy engine, Lin Hun, this handsome locomotive, has directly transformed from a modern road locomotive full of design beauty to an old-fashioned motorcycle full of the breath of the times.

Round headlights, bulky body, spoke tires.

Everything is combined, making Lin Hun wonder if this car was launched from the museum.

"Try it."

Although he complained about the shape of this car in his heart, Lin Hun did not dislike this locomotive that contains supernatural power.

Because this car has too many advantages compared to ordinary locomotives.

Contains supernatural power, which means that the car will not stall due to supernatural power.

Possessing the offensive attribute means that riding this car can attack tricks.

Although this car also has negative attributes, the level 1 resentment can't have the slightest impact on him now.

Sitting on the motorcycle, Lin Hun raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows when he glanced at the instrument position without the key. He stood up and kicked it hard.

Suddenly!

The tremendous power made this mutant motorcycle abrupt and didn't start.

"Um?

Finding this, Lin Hun was taken aback for a moment, and he became interested in this car in his heart.

"Interesting, let me see when you can resist."

Lin Hun stepped on the starter lever again and blew it down hard.

Suddenly!

But what was in exchange was a sudden burst of the motorcycle, and there was no intention to start it at all.

"Okay, yes! I want to see how long you can hold on!"

He stood up again and stepped down fiercely.

It was the familiar sudden noise.

The car still can't move.

With blue veins bulging on his forehead, Lin Hun's heart gradually grew fierce.

[You kicked the 660 motorcycle for ten minutes, but it didn't start. You doubted whether the car was running out of fuel. You opened the fuel tank and found that the fuel tank was indeed out of fuel. You used a crystal fragment of resentment and threw it into the tank as fuel. , You successfully launched the blood hate motorcycle. ]

Silently looking at the hint of Future Vision, Lin Hun realized that the car was not unable to start, but that there was no fuel.

"Consuming resentment again? I have to find a way to earn some points.

Shaking his head, sighing, and twisting the lid of the fuel tank, Lin Hun caught the smallest crystalline fragment of grievance and threw it in.

He didn't know how long a crystallization of grievance could make this car run.

Therefore, he decided to use this smallest crystal of grievance as a fuel for a good test.

Suddenly hum!

Stepping on the starter lever again, with a sudden burst of noise, the motorcycle finally started.

With the roar of the engine, a stink of blood spewed out from the motorcycle's exhaust pipe.

It felt like a corpse was hidden in the engine of this started motorcycle.

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