The lights flickered over the head, the tinnitus roared like thunder, the limbs and bones were weak, and the tingling pain rushed to the brain like a tide.

I am still alive.

Li Ang lowered his head and glanced at his chest. The skin on his chest had been wiped out by the light ball of the glow crossbow.

The sternum stem, the sternum body disappeared, and twenty-four ribs were broken 18,

What's even more terrifying is that most of the lungs hidden under the ribs have been charred and carbonized.

Connecting the heart, burning steam radiates.

This kind of injury has been killed seven or eight times long ago, and even if it doesn't die, it will cause pain and faint.

Only Li Ang has been parasitized by ink silk for a long time, so it is difficult to figure out how much it is a human being and can still have a clear consciousness.

"Ahem—"

Li Ang coughed, and what he spewed out was not blood, but dark powder.

Without any precaution, I was shot like a glow crossbow at close range.

Just now, the ink silk that was restless because of eating a lot of pure gold, and trying to usurp control of the body was also not easy.

Originally, it was densely covered with spider webs in Li Ang’s chest cavity, and the silk structure in the abdominal cavity was dismantled and torn apart, and forced to retract back to the spine.

Like a wounded poisonous snake, he returned to the nest to rest.

There is no sign of restlessness again.

It's really a loss-making loss.

Li Ang curled the corner of his mouth with difficulty, smiled helplessly, lifted himself up with his mind power, forming a barrier of mind power in his chest to prevent dust from drifting in and blood from flowing out.

Tempted to release spiritual power.

Buzz —

A strand of ink-colored silk thread stretched out from the spine and pierced into the severely damaged lungs, and began to replace and repair the heart and lungs.

By the way, it is the second wisp and the third wisp.

Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief, accidentally causing injury, and coughed up a lot of black powder again, but his eyes were unprecedentedly calm.

Countless silk threads poked out from his spine lightly and sensitively repaired the injuries all over his body.

I still have the spare effort to divide out several other bundles of silk threads, pick up the broken bricks and glass fragments on the ground, and repair the messy laboratory.

Li Ang hung in the air, quietly watching the scene in front of him.

I succeeded myself.

again.

Through a nearly self-harm and self-destructive way, oneself and the silk are damaged at the same time to suppress the alienated substances trying to usurp the body.

Afterwards, use ink silk to repair the injury.

It worked before during the Chinese Valentine's Day change, but this time it also worked.

The sea of ​​Qi is still running surgingly, and the spiritual veins are still carrying spiritual power, even running smoother than before.

But the price...

Li Ang raised his palm, and the black silk thread appeared and disappeared from time to time, wandering like a hideous parasite.

Not just the palm,

The heart, lungs, and even the arteries of the head, neck, shoulders, and axilla are penetrated into the ink silk.

Li Ang could feel that countless silk threads were passing through his body, eroding his human part little by little.

Previously, in Chang'an, in order to suppress the ink silk, I flew to the Gangfeng layer once, and the result was that I suppressed the ink silk, but it also caused the other party to erode the abdominal cavity.

And this time, it has reached the chest cavity.

If you do it again, I'm afraid it's the head and the brain.

If your brain is also replaced by ink wire, then, is it yourself?

Li Ang stared at his palm silently until the thread in his palm stopped waving and merged with his blood vessels.

Then he clenched his fists suddenly, released his mind and let himself fall back to the ground in the laboratory.

No matter what the future is, at this moment, he is still the leader of the silk, commanding and controlling all the silk threads, and more thoroughly than before.

This also means...

Li Ang closed his eyes and saw every piece of ink silk clone he had stored in all parts of the world at the same time.

In total, it's thirteen.

Let's get started.

He waved his palm, and each ink silk clone penetrated into the depths of the ground, absorbing iron, copper, silver and other mortals in the soil.

Its volume also continues to expand, turning into the shape of an octopus, digging and drilling in the depths of the ground.

Each ink silk clone has carved a rectangular underground cave.

And under the control of Li Ang's will, the iron was reshaped into various shapes in the cave.

Experimental tables, laboratory benches, and even more finer microscopes, oscillators, etc.

This is the new ability obtained after the evolution of the ink silk body. Each share of the ink silk clone can absorb about a hundred times the mortal iron and convert it into the physical form they want.

Similar to... 3D printers, material guns and other existences.

Thirteen ink silk clones are thirteen laboratories and drug factories.

Li Ang closed his eyes and used all his mind to control the ink silk clone to build an underground factory.

Soon, the workshop was built and all the equipment was complete. Li Ang even let the Mo Si drill into the nearest underground river and built hydropower stations in the river to provide electricity and lighting for the workshop.

Next, we are looking for mycelium.

Li Ang took a deep breath, spread more of his mind, and forced the ink silk clones scattered outside to split one by one.

The thirteen ink silk hanging alone outside split into pieces like primitive cells, and countless threads of broken threads were pulled out in the middle, gradually separated reluctantly.

It became twenty-six pieces.

Come again!

Cold sweat broke out on Li Ang's forehead, and his heart that had just been repaired was beating violently, and he almost forced his mind to continue to divide.

Rush rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rus

The twenty-six ink silk clones continued to split and became fifty-two.

Each path is in harmony with Li Ang’s mind without any obstacles.

So much so that in his mind, fifty-two new perspectives except his own main perspective appeared instantly.

It's like...a fly with compound eyes.

This thought popped up almost instantly.

Li Ang smacked his lips, no, I'm afraid it's even more weird than a fly.

At least the scenes seen by the fly's compound eyes overlap and repeat, and all of their new perspectives are different.

"Fortunately, I chose to study the path of Master Mind, and I have been adapting to using my own mind to do other things. I am used to doing other things in my mind, otherwise I will probably go crazy now..."

Li Ang thought silently, slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, raised his hands, and each finger seemed to hook some non-existent silk thread, pulling it hard.

At the same moment, fifty-two ink silk clones began to act.

Like slime mold, it was spread out deep underground, drilling upward along the walls of the laboratory, looking for traces of Streptocytica.
Chapter completed!