When Lin Xiaoming had problems with his health, Song Zong also had obvious problems with his health.

However, Song Zong's body has been constantly having problems after encountering Lin Xiaoming. If there is another problem, it seems that there will be no other problems except death.

However, things in the world are never absolute!

...

That day, after Song Zong got into Luo Li's car, Luo Li handed him a thick black eye mask and asked him to cover his eyes.

It may take five or six hours to go all the way. Emperor Song Zong couldn't remember the exact time, but he could probably tell that the car had been on the highway because it was driving quite smoothly for a while.

After leaving the highway, the car seemed to have boarded the ferry again because he heard the harsh whistle of the ship.

When he was sitting in the car with back pain and legs cramps, the car finally stopped, and then he heard Luo Li say, "You can take off your blindfold!"

Song Zong immediately reached out and pulled down his eye mask, but was pricked by a dazzling light and closed his eyes again. After feeling that he could adapt, he slowly opened and found that the car was already in a room.

However, this is obviously not an ordinary room, because the surrounding walls are silver-white and are made up of pieces of metal blocks. The light is transmitted from the gaps in the splicing, full of ultra-modern technology.

After looking around, Song Zong couldn't help asking, "What is this?"

Luo Li replied plainly, "A place that can change your future destiny!"

While the two were talking, the door facing the front of the car opened, and several people in protective clothing walked out.

"Get out!" Luo Li pointed at the people and said to Song Zong, "Follow them!"

Song Zong hurriedly asked, "Who are they? Where are they going to take me?"

Luo Li shook her head, "Don't ask so much, if you want to cure your illness and want to change your destiny!"

Song Zong was a little annoyed, "But I can't be confused and don't know anything!"

"You will know, but not now!" Luo Li shrugged, "Of course, you still have time to regret it now. All this is based on voluntary principles. If you don't want to follow them, I will

Let someone give you a gift!”

Song Zong hesitated, but when he thought of his illness, what he had lost, and what he thought was the only chance, he finally gritted his teeth and pushed open the car door and walked down, and followed the people into the door.

After entering, just as he stood firm, Song Zong felt his body's center of gravity sink, and then he realized that it was an elevator, but it was not upwards, but downwards.

The elevator went down for about a minute before stopping.

After going out, a staff member in protective clothing said to him, "Take off the clothes!"

Song Zong gritted his teeth, took off his clothes, leaving only a pair of shorts!

But the staff shook their heads, "Take off!"

Song Zong hesitated. Is this changing my destiny? Why does it feel like a physical examination before going to jail? These people won’t force themselves to pick up soap, right?

But in the end, he still took off his clothes with his teeth.

The staff pointed at a door in front and said, "Get in!"

Emperor Song walked in and found that it was a relatively small room, but there was nothing around it.

Just as he was wondering, rows of spray heads suddenly appeared on the walls around him, and white mist sprayed on him, making him turn into a snowman from head to toe, and his skin also felt a burning heat.

Immediately afterwards, a shower head appeared on the ceiling above his head, but it was not white mist, but clear water, constantly rinsing his body from top to bottom.

After three rounds of this, a strong wind blew from all directions, and the water droplets on Song Zong's body were blown dry in about ten seconds.

It was not until this time that Emperor Song Zong realized that this was disinfection.

Coming out of this disinfection room, a woman in protective clothing appeared in front of her and handed him a snow-white robe, "Mr. Song, put this on."

Although Song Zong was naked at this time, he could not have any colorful intestines because he was extremely nervous and filled with countless questions.

The woman led him through the long corridor and led him to a room, pointing to the single bed that looked like a hospital bed, "Lying on it."

Song Zong couldn't help it, "Where is this?"

The woman did not answer, but picked up a syringe from the tray next to her.

Song Zong's face changed, "What are you doing?"

The woman finally spoke again, "Mr. Song has been working hard all the way, it must be very hard, let's have a good sleep!"

Song Zong shook his head, "I'm not sleepy..."

But the woman, regardless of whether he was sleepy or not, directly stabbed the syringe on him.

Song Zong immediately wanted to avoid it, but the woman was very fast and instantly pushed the liquid in the syringe into his body.

In just less than two seconds, Song Zong felt dizzy, and then he turned black in front of him and knew nothing.

...

Time, I don't know how long it has passed.

When Song Zong woke up again, he found himself lying on the bed with countless transparent tubes of large and small sizes on his body. Blood could be seen flowing slowly in the tubes!

Song Zong immediately wanted to sit up, but found that he was weak and powerless. Not to mention sitting up, he could not move at all.

The only thing that can move is his eyes.

He looked along the tube connected to his body and found that the tube penetrated to a precision instrument beside the bed. The instrument showed many values ​​that he could not understand, and were constantly changing.

What is this doing?

Do you want to drain the blood from my body?

When Song Zong was just confused, a middle-aged man in protective clothing walked in.

Seeing that Song Zong opened his eyes, he was a little surprised, "Are you awake?"

Song Zong wanted to nod, but found that he didn't even have the strength to nod.

The middle-aged man waved his hand and signaled him not to move, "Introduce yourself, my surname is Pang, you can call me Dr. Pang, now you are your transformation mentor!"

Song Zong opened his mouth and made a hoarse voice with difficulty, "Change, change?"

Dr. Pang nodded, "When you were in a coma these days, my team has made some basic preparations for you, such as treating you, removing the hands and feet of others doing on you, purifying the blood, removing pathogenic substances and toxins,

etc!"

Song Zong was relieved when he heard this, "My illness has been cured?"

Dr. Pang nodded again, "Yes, no matter how much stimulating you are now, you will never shrink your sunshine anymore, and you can have sex!"

Song Zong was overjoyed, "Then what treatment am I doing now?"

"We are replacing you with hematopoietic stem cells, allowing you to change your body and prepare for the next step of implantation."

“What are Implanted?”

Dr. Pang smiled, "Of course it's implanting superpowers!"

Song Zong was confused when he heard this, "What super power?"

Dr. Pang did not answer, but sighed slightly, "You are obviously older, and your body organs have tended to decline, and the potential it can stimulate is very limited. But don't worry, I will still do my best."

"this……"

"Based on your physique, I chose a species that suits you very well."

"Species?"

"Don't be anxious, you'll know soon!" Dr. Pang said as he added some medicine to his dropper.

In less than two seconds, Song Zong fell asleep again.

...

Time, I don’t know how long it has passed.

When Song Zong woke up again, he found that the tube on his body had been removed, and the room he was in was no longer the original ward, but a luxurious suite similar to a five-star hotel.

He tried to move his hands and feet, and was very powerful, so he sat up from the bed.

The quilt slid off his body, and he saw that he was not wearing any strands of it.

But this is not the most thrilling thing. What’s even more weird is that there is an extra tattoo on his body.

The tattoo was very big, covering his entire body, making it impossible for him to see the whole picture clearly for a while. Then he jumped out of the bed and walked naked to the ground-to-ground mirror and looked at it.

He was frightened when he saw it.

He was tattooed with a huge scorpion.

The chest covers all the way to the legs. A pair of claw clamps spread left and right, one is raised on the left shoulder, the other is on the right abdomen rib, and the poisonous needle claw at the tail is right on his part.

The scorpion was dark and lifelike, as if he was lying directly on Song Zong's body, instead of being tattooed, making him look weird and ferocious!

Song Zong was also frightened by his appearance and couldn't help but punch the ground-to-ground mirror.

With a "cold bang", the mirror was broken directly by him, but his fist passed through the frame and embedded directly on the wall.

Song Zong withdrew his fist and found that his hands were not only unscathed, but also without pain or itching, but there was a sunken hole on the hard and solid wall.

Song Zong looked at the hole in the wall in confusion and tried to punch the wall several times.

"Bang bang bang..." With several muffled sounds, the bricks and stones on the wall shattered, and then a row of holes were added.
To be continued...