Chapter 242 Jiang Lin Becomes a Hundred Times More Powerful, and Wang Mengmeng Is Worried

"Meng Meng."

The young Jiang Lin walked out of the ward.

With a graceful demeanor and charming smile, the reborn Jiang Lin looked at his lover with a doting look.

"Jiang Lin..."

Wang Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, tears soaking her eyes.

Two months.

She had been by Jiang Lin's side for two whole months. Her dying lover had already lost hope of life, but Wang Mengmeng had always stayed by his side.

I don't know how many people persuaded Wang Mengmeng to give up.

I don't know how many people told the young Jiang Lin that he was hopeless and that the tree-like deformation could not be stopped.

Looking for medicine.

Looking for a way to crack it.

Wang Mengmeng risked her life and went out again and again, leaving the gathering place to look for various supplies and materials.

Despair again and again.

Mustering up courage again and again.

Wang Mengmeng's eyes were tearful, and her palms covered her mouth involuntarily.

The big tears fell down. Seeing Jiang Lin's rebirth, she couldn't help crying with joy.

Jiang Lin walked forward and hugged Wang Mengmeng tightly in his arms, while his palms gently soothed her.

"It's okay."

"I'm fine."

"We are not afraid of anything now."

Jiang Lin patted Wang Mengmeng's back and whispered to comfort her. The strong girl softened at this moment and finally couldn't help crying.

"Woo woo woo woo!!"

The crying sound came, but it was not Wang Mengmeng's voice, but Ling wiping tears beside him.

"Why are you crying?"

Yang Feng patted Ling's little head.

"Woo woo woo woo~~"

"I have empathy. The strong emotional fluctuations make me want to cry, woo woo woo woo~~"

Ling cried loudly. As a humanoid creature mutated from cancerous cells, he was fully able to empathize with humans, and the love story of the boy and girl in front of him immediately triggered emotions, bursting out like a flood.

"Okay."

"It's all right."

"Mengmeng, come here."

Jiang Lin took Wang Mengmeng's hand, then knelt down in front of Yang Feng with a plop, and pulled Wang Mengmeng to kneel down with him.

"This is... our king."

"He is my master and my father."

Jiang Lin introduced his lover, but Wang Mengmeng was confused. She didn't understand the specific meaning of these words, nor could she understand what level of existence Yang Feng was.

Kneel down.

Complete submission.

This is a little difficult to understand for an ordinary evolver.

At this time.

Another figure appeared.

Uncle Gou.

He is the owner of the gathering place, Wang Mengmeng's stepfather, and a powerful evolver with the ability of purple fantasy crystal level.

"Mengmeng."

"Believe what Jiang Lin said."

Uncle Gou said seriously, and even advised Wang Mengmeng to kneel down.

Not only that.

Uncle Gou also knelt down slowly towards Yang Feng in Wang Mengmeng's astonished eyes, expressing complete submission.

Breath...

Uncle Gou had just felt a hint of Yang Feng's kingly breath in his office, and understood what level of existence he was.

God.

This is simply a god walking in the world.

It's not just about being powerful, but essentially he has left the mortal body and reached another level.

"I know."

Wang Mengmeng lowered her head. Although she still couldn't understand, as Jiang Lin's lover, she also knelt down.

"Get up."

"No need to be so serious."

Yang Feng raised his finger and asked everyone to stand up.

In fact.

After Yang Feng became the king, he didn't care much about these complicated etiquettes. It was just some mortal ants worshipping him.

On the contrary, those who had seen his power spontaneously made a pilgrimage and knelt down, feeling anxious and full of conflicting emotions of longing and fear.

At this time.

The lights in the gathering camp were all dimmed.

The exhaust fans outside the culture dishes stopped turning, and the machines in the rooms that made buzzing sounds all stopped running.

The laboratory illuminated by the purple light also turned on the low-power mode. Only the computer screen was still on, and the stored electricity barely supplied the water temperature in the culture dish.

"What's going on?"

Yang Feng asked indifferently. Jiang Lin, as a blood servant, was the first to answer.

"Master."

"This is the low-power mode."

"When night falls, the creatures outside will become more active."

"There are also a group of cult members who will act at night to capture the remaining humans."

Jiang Lin explained that the location of the gathering camp was very remote, but it was not absolutely safe.

In order to avoid being discovered by monsters, the power consumption of all equipment will be reduced at night, and only some important equipment will make extremely subtle noises.

"Cult members?"

Yang Feng was a little surprised that there was still a cult in the abandoned Mingshan City.

Speaking of this.

Jiang Lin became even more excited.

"Those cult members are all traitors to humanity!!"

"They all believe in that black blood holy tree and keep praying, and as a result, they all turned into monsters."

After Jiang Lin entered Mingshan City, he encountered cult members many times, and each battle was dangerous. He gritted his teeth when he thought of those experiences.

However...when talking about this topic, Wang Mengmeng's eyes were a little evasive.

As a field worker, Wang Mengmeng often encounters cult members, but Yang Feng sees many different emotions in her expression.

Hmm?

Wang Mengmeng, there is something wrong.

Yang Feng frowned slightly and asked Jiang Lin calmly: "Then are you interested in eradicating this cult?"

Eradicate?

Since the outbreak of the crisis in Mingshan City, countless refugees have begun to believe in the Holy Tree Cult.

Most of them have turned into giant trees with black blood flowing, but there are still thousands of mutated cult members active.

An entire cult, eradicated? ?

Yang Feng said the most cruel words in the most calm tone, while observing Wang Mengmeng's stars.

Sure enough.

Wang Mengmeng's face froze a little.

She couldn't help but hold Jiang Lin's wrist, her eyes full of worry.

"Of course I'm interested!!"

"The master has given me powerful strength."

"I am now a hundred times stronger than before!"

Jiang Lin spread his hands, and when he exerted a little strength on his muscles, there were bursts of "crunching" sounds, revealing an extremely powerful strength.

His eyes were red.

Jiang Lin's desire to fight was high, and he patted his chest and continued: "I feel that there is infinite potential waiting for me to explore."

The transformation of the blood servant was completed.

But... that power has not been fully developed and excavated, and it is impossible to master the full capabilities of the body's functions.

"I need a battle."

"The enemy must be strong enough to give me enough pressure."

Jiang Lin became more and more excited as he spoke, but he didn't notice that his lover Wang Mengmeng beside him had a more and more complicated expression.

Is there another hidden secret?

Yang Feng took all this in his eyes, but did not expose it immediately.

"Well."

"I'll wait and see."

Yang Feng's words were double-edged, and Jiang Lin was full of confidence, striding towards the exit of the gathering place.

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