The boy's thin figure curled up in the huge machine. Pipes connected from the machine all the way to the boy's back. The wound was glaringly red and swollen, and a layer of fine blood vessels and blue veins appeared on the skin due to the injection of power.

Ordinary puppets would not feel this kind of pain, but at the same time they would also be unable to withstand the power from the Heart of God.

The soldier frowned slightly and looked across the platform in front of him.

"What are you doing here?" The young man glanced up, then lowered his eyes, "Isn't it enough to let the other slices take care of the progress?"

Hearing this, a smile flashed in the man's eyes.

He walked up the steps, leaning against the railing gracefully, and said softly, "As far as I know, Adonis has become a god. What about you?"

The soldier was too lazy to raise his eyelids and snorted softly.

He's used to it. Dotore uses Su Ming's deification to stimulate him every day. He'll get used to it.

"If I had chosen Adonis as the experimental subject, perhaps my plan would have succeeded now." The doctor took two steps forward, his fingers tightly wrapped in black gloves, and lifted the chin of the soldier with his fingertips, "Isn't it?"

The soldier looked at the familiar mask and a mocking smile appeared on his lips. "What a waste. After so long, you can't even develop a sleeping potion."

Still want to use Adonis as a test subject?

When you are unlucky, you don’t know where to start. When you are not unlucky, you can become a god directly.

Isn’t Dotorre as powerful as the Demon God?

If you have the guts, go and fight in a group. If Su Ming doesn't cut off his baldness and make him work as a scattered soldier with a doctoral degree!

The doctor's face hidden under the mask froze for a moment, and he spoke after a while, "Scaramsey...you have such a big mouth..."

Sew it on!

The soldier snorted and said sarcastically, "Go cut yourself a few more slices if you have nothing better to do. Don't let there not be enough to sell when the time comes."

PhD:……

The adult man took a deep breath, his eyes cold, "You are too arrogant, Scaramucci."

"Ha." The soldier continued to sneer.

You want him to take care of it?!

"What are you talking about?"

A voice came from outside the mecha. The black-haired man poked his head out, with a puzzled look in his eyes, "Why do you quarrel every day?"

Hearing this, San Bing raised his eyes and glanced at Su Ming, "Executive Officer, is there still a time when you don't quarrel? Idiot..."

Even if they don't quarrel, they are still sarcastic and there is very little friendship between colleagues.

"Why are you calling me stupid... Why are you calling Dotore..." Su Ming sighed softly, walked in and looked at the pipes connected behind the scattered soldiers, "Does it feel like the experiment is coming to an end?"

"Of course." A crazy smile flashed in the doctor's eyes, and his voice was mixed with the expectation of the success of the experiment, "The God will finally be born in my hands..."

Su Ming: ...

Su Ming glanced at the doctor and said, "Don't be crazy anymore, or I'll take you to work overtime later to calm you down."

Look at this crazy guy, even crazier than the 007 office worker at Northland Bank.

The doctor was startled and put his hand on Su Ming's shoulder, "So what are you doing here this time?"

He, Duotore, suddenly felt a little uneasy. He had the illusion that he was going to be fleeced again?

"Let's observe the progress." Su Ming looked down at the back of the soldier, took out a small bottle and sprayed it for a while, "You are so stingy, Dotorei..."

PhD:……

He has sold so many slices, and he is still stingy?

"At least give our Lord Sanbing some medicine..." Su Ming rubbed Sanbing's head, and after receiving a roll of the eyes, he turned to look at the doctor, "Our hero is already in place, you can control the progress yourself."

Hearing this, the doctor chuckled, "So what?"

The Heart of the Grass God belongs to him!

Thor's Heart of God also belongs to him!

Su Ming looked at the doctor and sighed heavily in his heart.

I don't know why, but I suddenly feel a little sorry for the doctor at this moment.

The original grass god has been taken away and I haven’t even noticed yet…

Sanbing raised his eyes and his gaze fell on Su Ming's face, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, "After becoming a god, do you want to show off in front of me?"

Well, it seems that Su Ming has set a trap for the doctor.

It's really something to look forward to.

Hearing this, Su Ming tied a small bow on the back of Sanbing's head and said softly, "If I say yes..."

"Do you think I am you?" There was a strong mockery in the eyes of the scattered soldiers, and his purple pupils were full of contempt, "Gods are also the same ants."

Su Ming pursed his lips, "Have you evolved to the point where you even want to scold yourself?"

Isn't this about becoming a god?

"Right." The purple fairy looked full of energy. It jumped from behind the boy to his shoulder and said loudly, "It's the masked guy who comes here every day. Beat him up!"

As he spoke, the fairy leaned on the soldier's shoulder, clearly showing that he was fearless. "How dare a mere mouse or sparrow claim to be on par with the gods?!"

The doctor's gloomy eyes swept over the fairy and snorted coldly, "Only ants would like these little things."

At this point, the doctor turned his head and looked at Su Ming, and said with a gloomy smile, "Adonis, are you not going to give me this month's funding?"

As he spoke, the doctor raised his hand, pointed at the skirmisher and said, "Isn't it an honor to be able to use money to build a ladder for a mortal to ascend to the throne of God?"

Su Ming folded his arms and looked at the doctor, the smile on his face did not change at all, "Only ordinary people would think this is an honor."

PhD:……

The doctor was silent for a while, then raised his eyes and asked, "Are you drifting?"

Are you mocking him?!

What's wrong with him not being a god?!

He is very powerful even if he is not a god!

"It's not been just one or two days since I started to drift." Su Ming slightly bent down, put his face in front of the scattered soldiers, and asked softly: "Do you want to become a god?"

Hearing this, a trace of speechlessness flashed across the purple-haired boy's eyes.

If he doesn't want to become a god, what is he doing here now? Doesn't the poor doctor have any experimental subjects?

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The corners of the soldier's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but ask back, "Did the vacation make you stupid?"

"Just asking." Su Ming stood up straight and said softly, "But your plan may be ruined by that traveler."

Hearing this, San Bing frowned and looked at Su Ming in disbelief, "Destruction? Isn't it your money that's going down the drain? Can't you just kill her?"

Su Ming: ...

Crazy? !

"What's the difference between what you're doing and asking me to commit suicide?" Su Ming frowned and ruffled Sanbing's hair, feeling satisfied. "Okay, I'm going back to class."

There was a trace of confusion in the scattered soldier's eyes, "Are you sick?!"

Did he come here just to let him see what a god looks like?

Hasn't he seen it?

"To be honest, I'm also curious about the answer to this question." The doctor turned his eyes slightly and his gaze fell on Su Ming, "Are you sick?"

"You can be sick." Su Ming chuckled, raised his chin and looked at the two people in front of him, "But if you are sick, you will have no money."

Haha, Mora is indeed a good thing!

Skirmisher:…

PhD:……

The two executives remained silent, looking at Su Ming without saying a word, their eyes almost wanting to tear Su Ming apart and eat him.

Before Su Ming became an executive officer, who had ever experienced the pain of having their funds blocked? !

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