Strange Recovery? I Choose Physical Transcendence!

Parallel world, strange recovery. Zombies, ghosts, resentful ghosts, and evil spirits are born one after another. Suddenly, a shrill scream came from beside Moze, who was lying in the ward. The white bed curtain next to the hospital bed was suddenly dyed scarlet. Just then, the option appears! Escape from the chase and escape from the hospital. The reward: no disaster or disease for the rest of your life, and die naturally! Carrying firearms, physical transcendence, reward: god-level gun fighting skills! After seeing the options, Moser smiled, picked up Gatling and sang a eulogy. "Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, six pure depleted uranium bullets!" "Three thousand six hundred revolutions in one breath, great mercy and compassion save the world!" After a storm of bullets swept around the room. Looking at the devastated room, Moze clasped his hands and sighed. "My Buddha is compassionate!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.