Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

"The City of Souls?"

In a blood-colored city, Chen Ge pulled the Bloody Skull Smasher from the head of a contorted body, with an inexplicable look on his face.

"Xiaoya, do you think the city we are in now is also the city of souls? Although this city is full of death, full of resentment, and surrounded by despair, but I don't know why, I feel that I belong to this city. city."

No one answered Chen Ge's question. In this city full of death, all he has is ~ endless resentment.

But I don't know why, Chen Ge feels as familiar as he is home in this city.

Even the slang in this city-dense.

He also feels kind to this city.

"The world is gradually changing, and we are also undergoing changes. Maybe one day, we will become another existence."

With blood-colored eyes flickering, Wu Jian held the spear blade in his hand. At the tip of the spear blade, a numb corpse with a cold air around his body was nailed to the ground.

"The City of Souls"

Seeing the prompts that jumped out of the system, there was a hint of shock on his indifferent face.

He remembered the intelligence he had obtained from human leather by threatening and profiting some time ago.

In that information, there is also a narrative about the city of souls.

The place where the soul resides, the place of absolute safety, the starting point of dream power, the storage warehouse of power.

In short, the meaning of human skin paper is that the city of souls is very powerful, it is not a bloody trash like you, and it is impossible to do such high-end things.

But such a high-end thing was turned out by Lin Hun.

"Is this the gap?"

Taking a deep breath, then spit it out, Wu Jian's expression returned to indifference.

"Must get more puzzles."

Looking down at the silly words that he had nailed to death, Wu Jian raised his other hand.

His hand was very pale, with corpse spots on it, like the palm of a dead man, full of weird and cold breath.

This is surprisingly a ghost hand.

"Let’s start with this guy first."

The sound of the world announcement has changed the mentality of many players around the world.

Some of them are jealous, some are envious, some work hard, and some have emotions.

It also allows many ordinary people to see hope.

The city of souls.

The soul sanctuary.

As soon as I heard this name, I knew that it was the kind of existence that could shelter the survival of mankind.

Many people have certain associations.

"Lin Hun built the City of Soul Roses, and this version update is again a sanctuary of souls. Does it mean that the City of Souls is a truly safe place?"

"Maybe we can go to him and get asylum."

This statement circulated in the circle of survivors and also spread to the ears of some high-level people in the country.

"It's really troublesome."

Zhu Zhi looked at the plan [about the construction method of the Soul City Sanctuary] submitted by the subordinates.

Rubbing his eyebrows with a headache.

He certainly knew that the city of souls was a real sanctuary beyond the golden sanctuary.

But that city of souls is Lin Hun's territory.

How can he get involved.

"Don't you have any brains for the gang of rice buckets below? It's just to cause trouble for Laozi, and Lin Hun's site dared to move, wanting to die!"

Pick up the plan, tear it into shreds, and throw it in the trash can.

"I hope these guys don't do anything stupid. Forget it, it's better to inform the following and let them be honest.

Zhu Zhi thought for a while and wanted to take out the phone and contact the subordinate agencies.

He will tell the following about this, and let them pay attention.

……………Please ask for flowers...

Moon Bay, the paradise of rebirth.

Lin Hun looked at Qu Qiaoqiao with a smug look on his face and smiled.

"It's a good job. It's amazing to complete the creation of the Soul City so quickly."

For capable employees, Lin Hun has never been stingy with his praise.

Moreover, Qu Qiao's use of such a short time to create the city of souls really went beyond his medical treatment.

"Haha! Of course, I'm a famous architect in the dark world, even in the city of souls, I can't be troubled by it!"

With his hands on his hips and raising his head, Qu Qiaoqiao proudly wished his nose stretched out.

"Hey! This is your reward."

Nodded, Lin Hun took out a bottle of pink drink and handed it over.

"Huh? That's it."

Seeing this bottle of drink, Qu Qiaoqiao frowned in disappointment.

"Well, the formula of the drink has been improved. The nutrition contained in this bottle is fifty times the previous one."

Lin Hun said solemnly.

He knows best what is in this drink.

It is precisely because of this that he knows how much stronger the "ingredient" concentration in this drink is than before.

With the improvement of his strength, the energy of his drink has become stronger.

In order to prevent drinking too much, he wants to give this unreliable guy a limited supply.

"real or fake?"

Looking at the bottle of "drinks" with a face of disbelief, Qu Qiaoqiao finally put the drinks away carefully.

This is a baby.

It is also her ration for the next month, she can't break it.

As for whether this drink is really that good, she will try it later.

"Then I won't bother, let's go first."

Thinking of this, Qu Qiaoqiao couldn't stay any longer, turned and left the room, and walked towards his residence. Dry,

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