Chapter 89: The vast world, one person is alone

"According to my speculation, this Oriental Superman's cell must have undergone some kind of mutation, or it can be said to be a genetic mutation." The white-haired old man freezes the video on the screen, and a frenzy light flashes in his eyes.

"In human science now, the most successful research belongs to brain cells. The brain cells of ordinary people are used by about 10%, and even those geniuses in the scientific and technological world, such as Einstein, only 20%, that is, more than 70% of brain cells are dormant, waiting for us to develop and utilize. This is true for brain cells, and so are cells in other parts of the human body.

Now that human gene maps have been successfully drawn, we have found some new things in the translated gene codes... After research, it has been found that this contains huge potential, but unfortunately it is limited by something unknown, so that humans themselves cannot exert greater abilities. It is conceivable that if we can break this unknown limit, how much development will human science be... In recent years, with the support of the state, our scientific research team has not lacked results. Some substances that activate cell gene codes have been developed, which can increase the power speed several times in a short period of time. However, this research result is not yet mature, and those experimental people have died soon..."

"Later, I changed my research direction and finally found a breakthrough. These supermen from the East are called monks in China. We all know that China is very mysterious. These supermen must have some mysterious means to break the constraints of the gene code. What you have to do now is to catch this superman in the East... If we can catch him, then our Superman plan will have a major breakthrough. Pitro, are there any problems?" The white-haired old man asked the strong military uniform in front.

"This Oriental Superman is very capable, and I'm afraid it's difficult to capture alive." The big man responded.

"I know it's hard. You'd better be able to capture alive, because the living Oriental Superman is much more valuable for research than the dead... Of course, if you can't capture alive, then kill him and bring the body back for research."

"I understand," the big man nodded.

I don’t know that in the United States, thousands of miles away, I have been missed by a group of people.

The wind was strong on the island and murderous intent was bursting. The golden swiftlets not far away seemed to be shocked by the tragic scene in front of them, and they flapped their wings and rushed into the air, not daring to land for a long time.

My body was as fast as a tiger and a leopard, and my big hands became a fatal weapon. My body trembled, like a big python swept through the fishy storm, sometimes rushing out several feet, sometimes moving sideways into the beach.

Those crocodiles can indeed be called monsters in the water and have a lot of fighting experience. But when I found a way to deal with it, they have become lambs to be slaughtered.

In just over a dozen minutes, a pile of corpses were left on the beach, and the sea water within a few miles was completely dyed blood-red.

I almost killed one-third of the entire crocodile group in one breath.

This fierce and intense fight actually aroused the deepest evil thought in my heart. At this moment, my spiritual consciousness was completely occupied by the murderous intent, and my eyes were flashing with blood-red light. What kind of Taoism, what kind of martial arts... all disappeared from my mind. Now, relying entirely on instinct, I saw the crocodile rushing over, and I rushed over and covered it with my big hand. The vitality penetrated my body, and it was simply and neatly, without any drag.

Even though I was surrounded by three bay crocodiles at the same time, I couldn't see the sharp claws, and my palms were still waving.

Soon, these things were also scared by me, and a few timid people turned their heads and ran towards the sea.

Seeing that his companions were like this, the remaining crocodiles retreated one after another.

I took advantage of the victory and chased me, stepped on the water, and chased me hundreds of meters away before returning to the beach.

"Zhizhi" Ah Huang, who had just hid in the distance, returned carefully, but this time he did not jump on me, but stopped four or five feet apart.

The two small eyes were rumbling around, with horrified eyes.

Obviously...it's scared too!

Seeing Ah Huang's frightened gaze, I was shocked: What's wrong with me? Could it be that I am really bloodthirsty and want to enter the Tao???

When I used my spiritual sense to sense the Nirvana Palace, I was surprised to find that even the golden dragon scissors were completely wrapped in blood mist.

This situation is serious... What makes me even more depressed is that I am still not sure what is going on. It is related to killing these crocodiles? It should not have such a great karma.

It must be that some kind of problem occurred to me, and in the end I can only get such an answer.

Although I have experienced many twists and turns since my practice, I have been doing well most of the time. For a while, I really can't figure out where the problem lies.

When I was killing those crocodiles just now, I felt like I was being controlled. My mood was no longer as dull as before, but was filled with the pleasure of killing. I also felt this way after killing those scumbags the day before yesterday, and even earlier, I used the thunder in the palm of my hand to destroy Huo Changqing and others...

I found that this kind of killing pleasure has always existed, but it was just ignored by myself.

Could it be that I, Su, really has the characteristics of becoming a demon? It is ridiculous after reading so many books on Taoism and finally turning myself into a demon who only knows how to kill.

I remember reading a book about psychology before. People’s instincts are suppressed by reason most of the time. Once a certain factor is intensified, this instinct will be vented.

Especially for people who live a dull life, the more crazy they are when they break out!

Will my current state be related to this? If one day, my whole body is completely influenced by the killing instinct, I will really become a devil.

My parents, godfather and others, and Lin Qingqing... My mind fell into chaos again.

I can't find my heart anymore.

After the killing, there is excitement, and finally a loneliness and loneliness from the bottom of my heart. It is like the weeds on the wasteland spreading out and covering the whole body.

Is it a confusing thing? I have had this experience before, but I quickly got out of it.

Now it's different, I actually have a hint of fear. I am afraid that I will be addicted to killing and confusion. If this continues, sooner or later I will be unstable and go crazy.

Buddhism says: One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon.

Taoism says: When you advance to the Tao, the Tao often appears together. At this time, it depends entirely on the practice of practicing nature. If you determine your nature, you will advance to the Tao, and if you move your nature, you will become a demon. Is it because my original heart and nature have changed?

I know that my current situation is very dangerous, but I can't get rid of it.

Situated on this isolated island, the loneliness in my heart is getting deeper and deeper.

This loneliness is not because I, as a person in the Xuanmen, have big secrets, such as golden dragon scissors, etc.

Instead, I seem to feel that I am born lonely.

When practicing Taoism, I gained a lot and lost a lot. The dead are like this, and nothing can be turned back.

No wonder people are always afraid of loneliness. It turns out that this taste is really bad.

The vast world, the clear water ripples, and I, Su Hao, walk alone! (To be continued.
Chapter completed!