My Cell Game

Residential building, dark bedroom.

In the bedroom, beside the full-length mirror, stood a naked young man covered in blood.

Jiang Zuo couldn't believe he looked at himself in the mirror-Qiqiao was bleeding, and every pore of his body was filled with black blood.

"I...infected with blood death..."

Jiang Zuo was trembling in the dark, he couldn't help taking two steps back, trembling weakly and fell on the bed behind him.

Blood death, this is a viral disease that appeared out of thin air in the Empire a year ago.

The most obvious symptom of hemorrhagic infection is bleeding from the seven orifices and blood oozing all over the body, and this is just the beginning.

In the next month, **** patients will suffer frequent labor pains and bleeding, and live a life that is worse than death.

What’s more desperate is that the immune cells in the patient’s body will not attack the blood-death virus, and the blood-death virus is allowed to multiply in the body. There is no targeted drug for treating blood death on the market.

In short, this is a painful and terminal illness that must die!

One month later, when the patient was about to die, the sectarian organization of the Empire would force the patient to be taken away from the family by a black-clothed soldier wearing a black iron mask in a closed black ambulance, claiming "hospice care" to the outside world.

When the patient "returns" to the home again, it is already ashes in a small box.

Jiang Zuo can almost imagine his next days in his mind—

Painfully waiting for death in the hospital, and then taken away by the epidemic prevention department for cremation...

"No, I don't want to die!"

Jiang Zuo was unwilling to accept this fact. He held his head in his hands and groaned silently on the bed sheet.

The blood oozing from the pores dyed the white sheets scarlet, and Jiang Zuo's eyes were full of fear and helplessness for death.

As an 18-year-old orphan traveler, Jiang Zuo has been in the empire for more than seven years, and this is already his second hometown.

In his previous life, he was an orphan who was hit and killed by a car when he was a teenager. After crossing here, he has lived in two lives and has enjoyed the warmth and coldness of the world. Jiang Zuo knows the preciousness of life better than ordinary people.

He hasn't lived enough in such days, he doesn't want to die! !

Thinking that he only had one month, Jiang Zuo closed his eyes in pain.

The dark bedroom was cold and silent, and the cold air blew into the room through the windows.

Jiang Zuo, who was lying on the bed, closed his eyes and shivered, and the blood on his body began to scab.

Suddenly, a warm feeling enveloped Jiang Zuo's body. He suddenly opened his eyes, only to find that he was standing in the middle of a white porcelain hall.

Above the hall, there was a hazy haze of light, which cast a sacred halo.

"Where is this place? I...dead?"

Jiang Zuo broke out in a cold sweat. He was still lying in the dark bedroom one second before, and he appeared here out of thin air the next second. It is difficult for him not to think about it.

"No!" Jiang Zuo gave a shock, "The death period of blood death is one month. I have just contracted blood death and I can live for another month. How can I die so soon?"

Jiang Zuo tried to look around the unfamiliar surroundings. In the end, his gaze stayed on the mist floating in the center.

"You seem to be in trouble." There was a voice in the mist, and the voice sounded strangely unspeakable.

"who are you?"

Jiang Zuo frowned, and took two steps back unconsciously, "Where is this place?"

There is no doubt that the culprit for his sudden appearance here is probably this haze.

"It doesn't matter where you are. You just need to know that I can help you, and only I can make you survive." The voice in the mist said confidently.

Hearing that the other party didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the subject, saying that he would survive, Jiang Zuo couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and his heart turned upside down.

"You mean, you can cure my blood death?"

Being able to get himself here, and promise to cure his terminal illness, the mist in front of him became sacred in Jiang Zuo's heart, and his tone couldn't help being respected.

"Of course, but you need to pay a price."

"What's the price?" Jiang Zuo asked immediately.

What can be more costly than death?

If he can survive, Jiang Zuo doesn't mind paying a high price.

Even if the other party wants tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of imperial coins, as long as Jiang Zuo's illness can be cured, he will go all out and get together through gritted teeth.

The other party did not ask for money, nor did he mention other rewards. The strange voice in the mist said:

"It's too early to talk about the price. Sign a contract with me. I can cure your disease with 100% confidence!"

Every word that came out of the mist hit Jiang Zuo's heartstrings fiercely. He realized that this was the only chance he could survive. He was like a man who fell into the water and saw the last straw, fighting hard. Catch if you die!

The light mist is sacred in Jiang Zuo's heart, and Jiang Zuo does not think that the light mist will deceive him so much.

He Jiang Zuo is not a big man, he is just an unemployed vagrant who graduated from a third-rate university.

There is not much of his own life left, what value is there to be deceived by others?

To make it harder to say, Jiang Zuo has no value in being deceived!

As the saying goes-as long as I become a waste, I am not afraid of being used by someone.

Jiang Zuo is completely barefoot and is not afraid of wearing shoes. He has almost no hesitation, and said respectfully, "I am extremely willing to sign a contract with you."

The light mist slowly approached Jiang Yang, and from the light mist, a small hand that was as smooth as white porcelain stretched out.

The little hand held Jiang Zuo's big hand, and a strange voice continued to be heard in the mist:

"The contract is signed, thank you for calling me back to the world."

In the next second, a dazzling white light flashed in front of Jiang Zuo, and he couldn't help covering it with his other hand.

When Jiang Zuo put down his hands, he found himself back in the dark bedroom.

On Jiang Zuo's left hand, stood a little Lolita who was wearing a short skirt and was not taller than his thigh, looking around.

"Are you that light mist?" Jiang Zuo was taken aback, reacted randomly, and said respectfully.

In any case, the mist gave him a very sacred feeling.

"The mist is only blocking the body." Little Lolita retracted her gaze and made a grimace at Jiang Zuo, and said indifferently:

"If you don't create a high-end and high-end feeling, how can it be so easy to ignore...Uh, no, is it to persuade you to sign a contract with me?"

As soon as the other party spoke, Jiang Zuo heard it, no wonder he heard the sound in the haze a bit strange, and now it is all this little loli talking in the voice of an adult.

Little Lori was still looking around. She bit her finger, pointed to a bag of milk on Jiang Zuo's desk, looked up at Jiang Zuo and asked, "Can I taste that thing?"

Seeing this before him deliberately pretending to be an adult and pretending to be mysterious, now another pair of little loli who has never seen the world, looking for her own milk, faintly, Jiang Zuo has an unreliable premonition.

"I think we should still talk about business first." Jiang Zuo hesitated for a while, and brought the topic to his most concerned question: "You said you can help me cure blood death?"

"You said to cure the disease? Of course!"

Little Lori turned her head, sticking her waist in, nodded rather intentionally, and snapped her fingers under Jiang Zuo's gaze.

Another white light flashed in front of him, and the corners of Jiang Zuo's mouth twitched. He really didn't like such a rough scene change.

After Jiang Zuo got used to it, there was a flesh-red scene before his eyes.

In front of Jiang Zuo, there are rows of bumpy polygonal small blocks, each of which has about 6-8 faces.

Little Lori walked to the polygonal piece and flicked the piece with her finger: "Your liver cells are so ugly."

Before Jiang Zuo could question, Little Lori said to herself:

"I know what you want to ask. No. We are now in your body, here is your liver. You are now in the form of a soul, and the'floor' that you'step on' under your feet is your liver cells. "Little Lolita snapped her fingers and said:

"Of course, it doesn't matter. Next, is the time to witness the miracle."

With a snap of the little Lolita’s fingers, Jiang Zuo was ready for another flash of white light, but this time he was still in place, but on the wall made up of rows of liver cells in front of him, he was slowly spitting out one. Something in the shape of a ball.

"The source cell, a gift from God." Little Lolita hugged the half-stripped cell, stepped on the wall of the liver cell with one foot, closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and forced the source larger than her head. The cell pulled out.

Holding the source cell and walking to Jiang Zuo, little Lolita placed the source cell in front of Jiang Zuo: "After signing a contract with you, I can control your liver to make'source cells'. This is specifically for dealing with the blood-death virus. Cells that are born."

"Source cell?" Jiang Zuo looked at the motionless source cell, which seemed to be very low in activity, and said hesitantly: "Your cell does not seem to be very smart..."

"Humph~" Little Lori was a little dissatisfied with Jiang Zuo's distrust.

As he spoke, not far away, a spherical blood-colored virus covered with threads gradually approached here, Jiang Zuo recognized at a glance, it was the blood-dead virus entrenched in his body.

"No~" Little Lolita pointed to the blood-dead virus not far away with the tip of her nose, and said to Jiang Zuo: "If you don't believe it, you will know if you try it yourself."

"How to try?"

"Did you see the small hole of the source cell? You are now in the soul state. Drill down the small hole into the source cell, and you can control the source cell."

After listening, Jiang Zuo really found the small hole on the surface of the cell. He thought a little, then tentatively got into the small hole.

The soul state passed through the small hole, and Jiang Zuo was surprised to find that he was really fused with the source cell, and he could "see" the virus in front of him in the state of a cell.

"The sense of sight and hearing evolved from the source cell in order to capture the blood-dead virus." Little Lori patted "Jiang Zuo" and slammed it in the direction of the virus: "Go, source cell!"

Jiang Zuo was surprised to control the source cell, and he could really feel the soft touch of the source cell floating in the body fluid.

Manipulating the source cell, Jiang Zuo slowly approached the virus. The virus seemed to perceive the danger and wanted to escape.

Jiang Zuona would give it a chance to escape. He controlled the source cell to quickly catch up with the virus, and instinctively wrapped the virus with the cell membrane and "swallowed" it into the cell.

The virus was digested by the enhanced lysosome in the source cell, and a very small amount of black "crystals" were "spit out" at the tail of the source cell.

Is the blood dead virus dead?

He killed a blood-to-dead virus!

Jiang Zuo was a little excited, he didn't expect that killing the virus would be so simple. The black death virus, which was helpless by the immune system and drugs, was so easily "digested" by him.

Looking at the black "crystal" that came out, Jiang Zuo tried to "swallow" it in in the same way.

As the black crystal was digested by the source cell, Jiang Zuo could clearly feel that the source cell he controlled had become a lot stronger unconsciously, and he was even confident that he could swallow two viruses in one go.

"Sure enough, it is the nemesis of blood death."

Jiang Zuo exclaimed, and then drilled out of the source cell along the small hole.

As Jiang Zuo left, the source cell became motionless again and entered the "sleep" state again.

"What is that black crystal?" Jiang Zuo asked the little Lolita who was swimming over.

"The energy crystals stripped from the body of the blood-dead virus can strengthen the source cells and your physique." Little Lori clearly understood much more than Jiang Zuo, and her tone was a little proud:

"Well, the source cells are great, right? This is a gift from God. I can control your liver to continuously make source cells and kill those viruses!"

Little Lori said, showing her two tiger teeth, raising her head to look at Jiang Zuo, saying I am amazing, please praise me.

"Great is good." Jiang Zuo ignored little Lolita. He pondered for a moment, staring at the source cell that was motionless in front of him, and said uncertainly: "Your source cell, is it...automated? "

Jiang Zuo refers to whether the source cell can automatically find and swallow the dead virus.

"Of course not. The source cell has no soul. Only after the soul enters the source cell will it wake up from the'sleep' state." Little Lori explained:

"You can think of the source cell as a machine that swallows the virus. The machine needs to be driven by someone."

Jiang Zuo listened to Xiao Lori's talk and talk, his mouth twitched slightly, and couldn't help but interrupt: "Wait a minute, I understand the truth, but... where do we get so much driving? member'?"

The source cells are very impressive, but if you want to kill the tens of millions of blood-dead viruses in your body, not a few millions of source cells can't do it. Where do the souls who manipulate these source cells look for?

Little Lori was stunned for a moment. Judging from her expression, she seemed to have never thought about this issue.

Jiang Zuo frowned, feeling that things were going to be worse.

Sure enough, after a long while, Little Lori realized the seriousness of the matter.

She can control the production source cells, but she can't produce souls. Without the driving of souls, what is the difference between the source cells produced and a bunch of wastes?

Little tears flashed in little Lolita's eyes, and her voice choked with a bit of voice:

"Yeah, if you say that, aren't you dead? I would have known that I would not sign a contract with you. If you die, I will die too..."

Jiang Zuo's face was full of black lines, he sighed in the state of soul, and stood there silent.

The silent state lasted for more than ten minutes. During this period, two black death viruses swam past the source cell, and the source cell, which was controlled by no one, remained motionless and did not respond at all.

Jiang Zuo's frowning brows moved slightly. He raised his head and looked at the choking little Lori, and said, "Can you extract someone else's soul?"

"What are you talking about?" Little Lori stopped rubbing her eyes and stared at Jiang Zuo in a daze.

"I mean, I have a bold idea."

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