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Li Sheng held his breath and concentrated, carefully feeling the changes in his body. The strength, speed, and endurance seem to have not fluctuated much, and there are no new organs in the hands, feet, and limbs.

Only the facial muscles are itchy.

"Huh? This is."

He hurriedly rushed to the mirror in the closet, looked carefully, and found that his face was changing slightly, and the details of his facial features had changed.

“The facial muscles have increased in number and are more sensitive.”

There are only more than forty muscles in the human face, including the orbicularis oris, levator anguli oris, zygomaticus minor, levator labii superioris, transverse part of the nasalis, orbicularis oculi, etc.

By controlling muscle relaxation, the human face can make various expressions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.

Now, Li Sheng can not only control the stretching and contraction of each muscle, but also make it expand and compress, and drive the lateral nasal cartilage, ear cartilage, etc. to change together.

"The scope of modifications includes but is not limited to facial contours, facial features, and skin texture. If makeup technology is used as an aid, details such as pore thickness, skin color, and number of eyebrows can also be modified."

Li Sheng controlled his eyelid folds and repeatedly formed single and double eyelids. "Although it is impossible to completely change the head and have plastic surgery because the skull bones are fixed, it can still be easily done by deceiving the surveillance cameras and making it impossible to see the original appearance." of."

He held his breath and concentrated, and his face first changed into the man who was parasitized by the infected body during the day, and then into his wife.

Perhaps because they have absorbed their blood, these two faces can change very easily. They are so similar that it is difficult to tell the difference even if you look closely.

"Wait, why is there a third preset face shape?"

Li Sheng had a strange expression, patted his face, relaxed his muscles, and then turned into Luo Zhengxin's face.

I remembered that I had thrown the ball into Luo Zhengxin's face before, and the latter was bleeding. Qiu Yourong and Qiu Yingxun, when they were trying to stop me, touched Luo Zhengxin's blood on themselves.

"Is this okay?"

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At the same time, in Yin City, where every inch of land is at a premium, there is the Yin City branch building of Prometheus Laboratory.

Security director August Perez was crossing his arms and frowning.

Through a layer of explosion-proof glass, one can see that in the sterile and dust-free laboratory ahead, an automated robotic arm hanging from the ceiling via guide rails is operating an old quartz crucible with a diameter of 80 centimeters.

The outside of the crucible was covered with moss, and the inside was filled with purple viscous liquid.

A six-axis robotic arm held a wooden stick and repeatedly stirred the crucible. From time to time, strange things such as bird bones, mushrooms, and animal eyeballs floated up.

"Now put the blood in."

A researcher wearing a mask and goggles gave the order, and another robotic arm held a test tube and slowly poured the trace amount of blood in the test tube into the crucible.

puff! !

A large amount of purple smoke immediately emitted from the crucible. The purple smoke rose slowly, condensed into a human face in mid-air, and then gradually dispersed.

More than 50 high-speed cameras placed around have taken thousands of photos, and imported the photos into the computer through data lines, eventually forming a model of a teenager's head.

"Found it! Luo Zhengxin, 17 years old, a sophomore at Zhuoyue Middle School in Yin City, ID number 310106"

An operator found information that matched this face in the Yin City household registration system and said hesitantly: "It's just that according to the surveillance, he was at his home the night the Insect Master infected the body. In addition, the blood left at the scene It’s type AB, which doesn’t match Luo Zhengxin’s blood type.”

"Um?"

August raised his eyebrows when he heard this. The Godly Fragments were important but not that important. There were occasionally shipping channels on the black market, selling them to organizations or individuals who were interested in them.

The reason why he applied to his superiors to borrow this perfect-level [Ektik Sect Evil Spirit Crucible] was mainly because he was entrusted by a friend of Gen-Sys Biotechnology Company - their company has a strict control over all matters related to the Lord of Insects. Something very interesting.

(In addition, the Secret Service does not like external forces messing around in the city and does not allow Prometheus to search everywhere with great fanfare.)

"The Crucible's ability to find people by dripping blood should not go wrong."

August pondered for a moment, then turned to ask the operator: "Does his family have any background?"

The operator replied: "His parents run a small cosmetics company, so they don't have much background. But his aunt is married to a member of the Lu family."

"Direct or collateral line?"

"Collateral lineage."

"Then it doesn't matter." August waved his hand nonchalantly, "Where is he now? Send someone over."

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On the fifth floor of Long Heng Shopping Center in the city center, Luo Zhengxin, dressed in trendy brands, was browsing luxury stores, choosing clothes to wear tomorrow.

His cousin Lu Zhicong is coming to Yin City. According to what he said, the Lu family is a truly wealthy family and must be well received.

Suddenly, his stomach hurt. Luo Zhengxin's expression changed and he hurried to the mall toilet.

As soon as he entered the door, he was grabbed by two burly men in janitor uniforms, one on the left and one on the right, and dragged him to the innermost compartment. There was also a big man who placed a "Under Maintenance" sign at the door of the bathroom and blocked the door to prevent outsiders from entering.

There seemed to be a putrid smell in the air.

"What are you going to do? Let me go!"

Luo Zhengxin had never encountered such a thing before. His face turned pale with fright and he struggled violently.

However, the big men were unmoved. They took out a needle and drew a full tube of blood from his hand. They also scanned him back and forth with some kind of instrument, and asked sternly, "Where were you at twelve o'clock on Wednesday night? What were you doing?"

"I'm at home! Watching TV at home!" Luo Zhengxin's shoulders were pressed down hard, and his face slowly approached the water surface of the toilet. His voice became sharp involuntarily.

The big man shouted, "Where did you put the evil fragment of the Lord of Insects?"

"What Lord of Insects, what evil fragment, I don't know!"

The polygraph showed that Luo Zhengxin was not lying. The Prometheus agents asked several questions in a row. After confirming that this person knew nothing, they reluctantly let him go and took out a flashlight-shaped memory eraser from the box and flashed it at him.

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After an unknown amount of time, Luo Zhengxin woke up and found himself sitting on the toilet. "Huh? Why is my face wet?"

He stretched out his fingers, wiped his cheeks, and carefully licked the unknown liquid on his fingertips that looked like sweat. "Why is it a little salty?"