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A new book has been released, "The food in Kexi World really doesn't taste good". Please read it. Disorder syndrome, commonly known as contamination disease, is a difficult and terminal disease that has troubled all doctors throughout the era, including extraordinary people. Those who are sick will only have one year left to live. Under the mysterious mist of the red moon, they without exception transform into twisted monsters and become evil accomplices, dependents of natural disasters, and the source of faith for the evil god Rencai Renxue who occupies the outside world. Cause of illness - unknown. Time of onset - unknown. Infectiousness - unknown. Treatment - unknown. Patient Risk Level – SSS. A natural disaster is imminent, and the indescribable eyes are slightly opened, and he is about to recover. "Faced with such a crisis situation, Mr. Riya, what changes will you bring to us?" The young man who was giving a speech thought for a while: "First of all, we need to put up street lights for the capitalists who make money from chaos and evil. But I respect human rights and I will let them choose the street light model they like." "Uh..." The reporter was speechless for a moment: "But aren't you the biggest capitalist in this dark age?" "No, that's called an entrepreneur." Ria corrected, "As a businessman in charge of trade, I need to kill all the people in the same industry so that I am the only one." The young man stood on the high platform and spread his arms slightly, and all the people in the audience were excited. "Praise for trade!!!" "Everything my Lord says is right!" "Oh, He looked at me, I'm dead."

In the mist of the sea, on the deck of the ghost ship, Hern Ihloa looked into the distance with a telescope, tearing apart the abyss tentacles bit by bit and stuffing them into his mouth. At this time, there were only two questions in his mind. First, when can he find a new evil god? Secondly, if one of his mouths is full, what should he do with the remaining 1,278 mouths on the skin of his body-- "Why in the Ke world, my talent for pollution is only for eating -" And the most important point is that the food in this world is really hard to taste. Still need to catch it. That would be bad.

Everything starts with the appearance of a blood crow. The world is suffering from a plague and is terminally ill. The whispers of the past fall from the sky, polluting human nature to the point of distortion and madness. In a diseased country, fog, apostles, churches, extraordinary rituals, unknown anomalies, and forbidden knowledge, amid the noisy operation of gears, white blood cells have begun to work around the lesions. The radical cure of pathology requires epidemic medicine. "--Children, it is natural that patients need medical treatment." On that day, Yulian Leinster, wearing a scarlet beak mask and calling himself an epidemic doctor, opened the medical box in front of the patients in a friendly and kind manner. Everyone in Navia abnormally looked at the 0 intelligence displayed above the head of the epidemic doctor, and couldn't help but wailed: "We are not very satisfied with his ability to hit patients with knives and critical strikes." Worse news: The epidemic doctor looks at everyone like his own patients. It's human! ? ?