End of the World: Start by Controlling a God's Altar

Chapter 187: The Rest Are Just Cannon Fodder

Su Yuan said "Oh" and thought to himself, what's the No. 3 potion! It turned out to be a junk potion that was called [One Night Real Man] in later generations.

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The side effects of that thing are extremely serious, and the harm to people can be understood as that after using it once, they will suffer from impotence and premature ejaculation for the rest of their lives.

Rather than saying it is a medicine, it is better to say it is a processed "poison"!

Su Yuan also knew the improvement method.

It means injecting a large amount of violent medicine into a person, then extracting all the person's blood, and performing secondary extraction from the blood.

Every time a No. 3 potion is made, an innocent person loses his life.

The fact that Guangming Base can come up with this thing shows that Guangming Base is not as bright as its name suggests.

Moreover, Potion No. 3 not only has severe side effects and is made in a bloody and cruel way, but the conditions required for its use are also extremely demanding.

The blood type of the user must be exactly the same as that of the person who sacrificed his life to make the potion. Otherwise, a rejection reaction will occur like when a person with type A blood is transfused with type B blood.

Therefore, this kind of medicine is often customized.

I saw a medicine with a capacity of about 100 ml, which was taken out of the car by the team doctor.

The medicine is packed in a special box with thermal insulation function. The color is translucent and slightly yellow, very similar to the color of serum.

You can see that the team doctor's hand holding the medicine is trembling slightly, as if he is holding a time bomb that is about to explode.

As soon as Su Yuan saw the team doctor's expression, his expression suddenly changed.

The team doctor would not be so afraid of a potion, unless...unless he not only knew how to make potion No. 3, but may have personally participated in the making process of the potion!

He looked at the potion as if he were looking at a lifeless corpse, so he had such a reaction.

Feng Feng took a deep breath. Just this movement caused Feng Feng to break out in cold sweat. He looked toward his left ribs.

Although he couldn't see it with his eyes, he could feel it.

There should be a few cracks in the ribs on the left side of the back, otherwise it wouldn't be as painful as a knife piercing the flesh.

These ribs are certainly the work of Su Yuan.

At that time, Su Yuan did drive Feng Feng unconscious and then put a steel rope on Feng Feng's body. The other end was directly tied to the tow hook of the "Turtle".

Also towed out with it was car No. 4, which was in relatively good condition. It can be said that Feng Feng was lucky if he was not run over by the No. 4 car under the wheels.

Feng Feng gritted his teeth and did not hesitate any more. He stared directly at the team doctor and squeezed out a word through his teeth.

"beat!"

The team doctor shivered violently.

Feng Feng's expression was too ferocious. He knew that at this point, no matter how hard he tried to persuade him, it would be useless. He had no choice but to grit his teeth, put the medicine into the syringe, and injected it into Feng Feng.

Xiaolan's face was pale and she stared at Feng Feng.

Feng Feng didn't react at first. After about five seconds, Feng Feng's body suddenly began to twitch slightly.

At first it was the fingers and maybe the toes that were twitching too, but he was wearing shoes so outsiders couldn't see.

Then the twitching began to spread toward the torso, and the twitching amplitude of the arms and calves became larger.

Feng Feng's eyes also began to move disorderly, and there was saliva left on his mouth.

Xiaolan couldn't bear to close her eyes, and her body was shaking violently.

Su Yuan gently shook Xiao Lan's hand, and Xiao Lan's body trembled slightly.

Then she heard Su Yuan ask in her ear: "Did I also prepare one of this No. 3 potion for you?"

Xiaolan's face instantly turned pale without any blood. She bit her lip tightly and nodded slowly and heavily.

Su Yuan patted Xiao Lan on the shoulder, "Throw that thing away from me. If Feng Feng dies, I will take care of the mission."

Xiaolan's eyes suddenly widened and she looked at Su Yuan in shock.

Su Yuan looked calm, but his expression was very serious. Xiaolan could tell that Su Yuan was not joking.

Her heart skipped a beat.

There were many things in her mind at this moment, but they were all fragmented, making it impossible for her to piece together a sentence that was suitable to say at this time.

Finally, Xiaolan shook his head slightly and said softly: "You don't know what this mission means. If you fail, the punishment will be ten thousand times more terrible than death!"

Su Yuan said: "You are wrong. In fact, death is not terrible. What is terrible is that it is meaningless."

"Do you think Feng Feng would rather endure such great pain and insist on completing the mission? Is he really afraid of the punishment if the mission fails?"

Xiaolan was stunned. She looked thoughtfully at Feng Feng, whose eyes were bursting and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Su Yuan continued: "When the No. 3 drug is injected, the pain produced can kill a person to death. Feng Feng can resist without saying a word until now. Even I admire him a little."

"Furthermore, Feng Feng was immersed in the influence of the devil's spores for a whole night without a mental breakdown.

Until he was knocked down by my car, he was still gritting his teeth and insisting on wielding the knife. How much willpower is required to swing a knife until the muscles in both arms are torn? "

"Such a person... he must have a belief of his own in his heart. How could he be willing to sacrifice his life for Master Guangming?"

Xiao Lan frowned and nodded solemnly. She admitted that Su Yuan was right.

Looking at Feng Feng who was convulsing violently because of the pain. The pain was so intense that even if you were watching from the side, you would feel a deep discomfort in your body.

Even if this kind of pain is not as bad as the punishment for mission failure, it is probably not much different. Moreover, if the mission continues, it is unknown how much danger you will face.

When the others saw Feng Feng's appearance, they also felt a sense of foreboding in their hearts. They thought that Feng Feng was so cruel to himself, so how cruel would he be to them?

Feng Feng convulsed for nearly five minutes before he calmed down bit by bit. When he opened his eyes again, people seemed to see two dazzling knife lights flashing through Feng Feng's eyes.

At this time, Feng Feng was not tired at all. He looked vigorous and energetic, just like he had just finished a set of massage packages worth 1,988 yuan.

Feng Feng's knife-like eyes slowly swept across everyone's faces, and his face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out.

When he saw that most of the survivors were cannon fodder, his heart suddenly sank.

Xiao Lan asked Feng Feng without waiting for him to speak:

"Captain, we suffered heavy losses last night. Only you, Heishan, me, Su Yuan, and Fatty are left as extraordinary people. Heishan is still in a coma and has not woken up.

There are still twelve core team members, and the rest are all cannon fodder. What should we do next?"

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