These substances flow together in a strange equilibrium state into the blood, bones, and muscles, and after the climbing ends, they are still subtly changing his body and making him feel "better".

Turing didn't know if this was an illusion or the wrong direction, but his excellent physiological state could not lie-

Now he can crush the flat and hard steel without any external force.

"It's not a bad thing, but it should be put on the research agenda."

After another tedious tissue extraction and testing, Turing obtained the current in-depth report of the body. At the same time, he decided to use his phantom limbs to conduct in-depth analysis every period of time, so as to try his best to understand his body thoroughly.

However, after this climb, the vague consciousness of the phantom limb became clearer and tried to convey a friendly message to him and the desire to reproduce.

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The sky is filled with yellow sand and guns and cannons. This is a small town located west of Banga.

Yellow sand, hills, deserts, and withered and sparse trees, this is the norm for Banga. The town in front of you is located above a desert, and a dark tactical team is hunting two men.

One of them was wearing a suit and ties, with a silver luster all over his body, and his body seemed to be thin and could easily destroy these gravel-built village houses and resist bullets.

The other person was dressed in strange creature armor, with a huge Banga leopard skull on his left shoulder, which was broken into pieces by a blue bullet shot from a distance, and rolled over and fell to the ground on the spot.

"Damn...this bitch..."

"Go away!"

The man in the suit jumped down and pulled up the man, but there was a burst of dense sound of bolts pulling from all directions, and more than a dozen pitch-black muzzles were pointed at the two of them.

"Ha, do you really think this thing is useful?" The strong man in biological armor slowly climbed up. Below the broken face armor was a bright red muscle interlayer, and down there was a pitch-black Banga face.

"Roots...give me supreme power, give me immortal body, let me break everything, take back our homes, and drive away the borers on the rotten wood..."

boom!!!!

A blue lightning came and slammed the two of them hard. The man in the suit suddenly spasmed, and a scream turned into pouring silver sand and crushed to the ground.
Chapter completed!