Phantasmal Genesis Chapter 164: It’s all dead
Giving the T virus stock to Wang Xian, Meng Ke instilled the effect of the T virus into his brain.
The illusion disappeared, and Wang Xian looked at the blue liquid potion in his hand with complicated eyes.
Meng Ke did this as if he gave him two choices, to put the virus into the reservoir for his family, or to give up this opportunity for the whole city.
"I've killed people. I'm all dead anyway. What are you hesitating..." He smiled miserably.
The woman's corpse was still lying on the ground without a sigh of death. Before Wang Xian killed someone, he had a mortal heart. He never thought of a way out for himself, so naturally he left many traces.
Through these traces, the police can easily find him.
Murder pays his life, and only the death penalty awaits him.
No longer thinking about it, he took off his blood-stained clothes, wrapped it in a fruit knife, and threw it on the ground.
If an honest person is forced to break through the shackles of his heart and kill another person, he will no longer consider the consequences of the matter.
Now there is only one obsession in Wang Xian's heart to resurrect his wife and daughter. Even if he will die, many people will die because of it, and he doesn't care anymore.
He drove a car and looked at everything thriving outside the window, his heart was unexpectedly calm.
The driver looked at this strange man through the rearview mirror, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
"Brother, are you going to fish in the reservoir? There is no fishing gear to buy there. Would you like to go first..."
"No need." Interrupted calmly.
He tightened his hand holding the T virus, and pretended to say casually: "Master, just drive, I'm just going to see the scenery."
After all, Wang Xian is just an ordinary person, so many people may die because of his wishes, and his heart is full of guilt.
The information Meng Ke instilled on him allowed him to know the seriousness of the T virus and the consequences of doing so.
Everyone says that I will give everyone a home for everyone, I think I will give everyone up for...... myself.
He smiled wryly.
The car quickly stopped under the reservoir.
He was still struggling, and all the past flashed before his eyes.
Is it worth the death of thousands of people to change the happiness of a family?
"It's worth it."
With a loud roar, he struggled to smash the potion onto the rock dam of the reservoir.
"Pop!"
A touch of blue flows down.
Wang Xian clenched his teeth trembling all over, glanced at the calm water, then turned around and ran away frantically.
………
The same scene continues to be performed in various cities. Meng Ke gave the T virus to hundreds of desperate people.
As a result, 95% of people threw the virus in reservoirs, hotels, and even some people spread the virus by tasting free drinks.
Many of them are ruthless, and they have a shot directly at themselves...
Others, even if the world gives them deep despair, they still stick to their bottom line and hand over the virus to the authorities.
"Put the future of the world in the hands of a few people, and decide the life and death of people all over the world according to their personal wishes. It is strange that this world is not destroyed." Meng Ke had long since guessed such a result.
"Xuannv, let's post the mission, those players, if they can survive this general trend, it should be useful."
"Yes, Tianzun."
After doing this, Meng Ke's consciousness went underground. About forty meters deep, there was a ball of soul light wrapped in his spiritual power.
All the consciousness that he has absorbed the soul power and stripped out is stored here.
Millions.
The soul consciousness of these people, even if they have lived for decades, their life is of no use to Meng Ke.
Too ordinary.
Meng Ke left their consciousness here every time they stripped their souls, and when they were piled up, they had this sphere of soul light.
His spiritual thread cannot be wasted on these millions of consciousness, and this huge group of soul consciousness is quite tasteless.
However, he can modify this and then cut the connection of the spiritual thread.
Thinking about it, Meng Ke stripped a consciousness from it.
The lines of spirit are connected, and the ordinary life of this person flows before his eyes, and he can see it all at a glance.
"A disaster strikes, you are the saviors, right."
Xuannv had already edited the memory of a warrior, and under Meng Ke's command, the memory was quickly loaded.
After completing one, Meng Ke threw him into the shadows and brought another soul consciousness.
The magician's memory begins to load.
……
"What I said is true! The T virus was given to me by a man in black!"
A disabled person with a broken right arm. He was selected by Meng Ke and one of the few who did not spread the T virus.
When he handed the virus to the police station, the abnormal incident investigation department, which was looking for monitors across the country, immediately approached him.
Looking at the file of the person on the table, the investigator in the uniform black tunic suit of the Anomaly Investigation Department glanced at each other.
"Sir, please calm down, we didn't say you stole anything~IndoMTL.com~he said.
This is already the eighth person they have encountered who voluntarily handed over the virus. If the people in front of them would still suspect it, they already know that these people are probably just behind the scenes of stealing the "Unknown Screen". The chess piece in the hand of the black hand.
It's hard to imagine, why did the other party do this? The crisis of explosion is a nightmare for all mankind.
Does this world really have people willing to destroy themselves in order to destroy the world?
They cannot understand that kind of thinking.
"Please cooperate with us. We are still unable to rule out your suspicion. Therefore, we must implement isolation management for you in the next seven days. I hope you can understand."
"Understand your mother! Damn! I knew I would just spread the virus. Everyone died!" The man yelled violently, his only hand hitting the seat continuously, and he yelled.
The tunic investigator frowned, called two soldiers on the walkie-talkie, and took the man who was struggling down.
Close the door, he sighed helplessly.
"No wonder they want to ban guns all over the country. These people...Don't even talk about guns. You don't know how many people will die if you give them a knife, weird people, weird people! There is really no shortage of people in this world. "
The more people grow up, the more darkness they experience. No one can deny that there are actually more bad people than good people in this world.
The companion on the side wrote the report, put down the pen, stretched out, and said with a wry smile: "This is the eighth person from all over the country... Well, I don’t believe everyone has these eight. With this personal self-consciousness, someone will always spread the virus. Let’s report it quickly and go back and take a good rest. After today...I have some trouble."
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