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Chapter 279 Fusion of the King's Gene

Seeing that the lottery was over, Chu Xuan came to his senses and walked towards the old man.

When the old man saw Chu Xuan coming, his legs trembled and he took a step back unconsciously.

"Are you the only one left alive in your village?"

Chu Xuan keenly noticed the old man's abnormality, and immediately realized that it was the demon form he had displayed earlier that frightened him, so he stopped immediately, tried to make his tone calm and soothing, and asked.

"There should be... there should be other people alive."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Chu Xuan stopped and showed no intention of attacking. However, his tense nerves could not relax completely for a while. He still trembled slightly when he spoke, and his voice was full of tension that was difficult to conceal.

Obviously, although he clearly understood intellectually that Chu Xuan had no ill intentions at the moment, the demonic form that he had just witnessed, which was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, had already made Chu Xuan a mysterious and terrifying "unknown" existence in his heart.

After all, in various fairy tales and traditional cognitive systems that are familiar to the public, demons have always been closely associated with evil and cruelty and are a symbol of pure evil.

"Don't be nervous, I mean no harm.

I'm feeling a little tired right now. Can I borrow your room to rest for a while?

Of course, if you have any concerns, I will find another place."

As Chu Xuan spoke, he slowly spread out his hands. This action was intended to show the old man directly and clearly that he was not aggressive. Then he slowly stated his request.

At this moment, he is entrusted with a critical mission and urgently needs gene fusion medicine. However, Alice is not around, and he urgently needs to find a safe and hidden place to stay so that he can complete this crucial fusion process without distraction.

"Ah! Yes...yes, of course.

Although this is not my own house, but...

That family was brutally slaughtered by werewolves. If you don't mind, it's fine to rest here for a while."

After confirming that Chu Xuan had no ill intentions, the old man quickly stepped aside to make way and motioned Chu Xuan to enter the house.

He knew clearly in his heart that with the extraordinary strength Chu Xuan had just displayed, he could kill such a ferocious and brutal werewolf without leaving a single piece of armor. If the other party really wanted to harm him, he would be powerless to resist.

Furthermore, Chu Xuan came to inquire with great courtesy, which was completely unlike the evil behavior of the demons in the legend.

What's more, Chu Xuan had just saved his life. It was reasonable to let him go into the house to rest at this time.

"Thanks."

Chu Xuan nodded slightly in thanks, then strode into the inner room. After a quick glance around, he randomly picked a room, walked in steadily and sat down.

He moved quickly and decisively, quickly taking out the extremely precious King of Cards gene potion from his bag, tilting his head back, and swallowing it in two gulps.

In an instant, a warm current surged from his body, as if it had life, rushing rapidly to his limbs and bones, and then slowly integrated into the deep cells and genes of his body, starting a wonderful journey of transformation at the microscopic level.

"Huh!" The old man who was guarding outside the house saw through the crack in the door that Chu Xuan was just sitting cross-legged in the room quietly, practicing his skills to fuse his genes. Only then did he completely put his mind at ease and breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he turned and walked out of the house, his eyes swept over the mess outside, where the ground was covered with the hideous corpses of werewolves, he couldn't help but look embarrassed.

He is just an ordinary old man. Although he still has some strength left from his daily work, time is merciless and he no longer has the energy he had in his youth.

Looking at the numerous werewolf corpses, he knew in his heart that he could not complete the cleanup work by himself.

In desperation, he walked straight to the kitchen and found a pot lid among a pile of debris. Then, holding the pot lid, he slowly walked along the village path, knocking the pot lid as he walked, making a crisp and penetrating sound, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Fellow villagers, come out! It's okay, the werewolves have been killed..."

At this time, in a woodshed next to a larger courtyard in the village, a woman was curled up in the corner. The movement outside made her instantly alert, and she carefully looked out the window.

"Elena, what's wrong?"

In the woodshed, a white-haired old man noticed his daughter's movements and asked.

The old man was in poor condition at the moment, with a look of pain on his face. One hand was tightly covering his abdomen, as if he was injured, while the other hand was firmly holding a machete. His eyes were full of vigilance, and he was always alert to possible dangers from the outside world.

"It's the village chief." Elena turned her head and looked at her father Leonard and said softly.

"Is this guy crazy? He's beating drums and gongs in the village like this. Isn't he afraid of attracting those monsters again?"

Leonard frowned when he heard this and couldn't help cursing under his breath.

In his opinion, in the current crisis-ridden situation, the best strategy is to keep quiet and hide. The village chief's high-profile behavior is extremely unwise and is simply playing with everyone's lives.

"He seemed to say that all the werewolves had been killed and asked us to leave."

Elena told her father what she had heard truthfully.

"Humph! He's completely lost his mind.

Given how ferocious and brutal those monsters were, how could they be easily wiped out and all the werewolves killed? This is simply a fairy tale and a joke.

Hurry and close the door, and ignore him. This might be a trick set by those monsters. If we go out rashly, we will all be in trouble."

Leonard sneered, his words full of sarcasm and disbelief.

He had fought against werewolves personally and knew how terrifying those guys were.

Being able to escape from an ordinary werewolf was already a blessing, so he felt that what the village chief said was absurd from the bottom of his heart, and he simply did not believe that there was anyone in the world who could fight against and eliminate so many werewolves at the same time.

"Maybe he went out and found the police."

Elena thought for a moment and put forward her own guess.

"Bullshit! There's a biohazard outbreak going on everywhere. The city has fallen. If we didn't live in a remote area and were blessed by the Mother Goddess, we'd have been killed long ago. How could the police show up at this critical moment?"

Leonard refuted mercilessly, his words full of despair and helplessness.

"Yes, I'll lock the door right away."

After hearing what her father said, Elena felt that it made sense. She quickly got up and locked the door, trying to isolate herself from the unknown danger outside.

"Damn bastards, everyone in Louisa's family has gone crazy. One of them locked the door and wouldn't let us in, while the other went outside to beat drums and gongs to attract werewolves.

If all else fails, we'll seize the opportunity to leave this woodshed and stay away from them."

Leonard endured the pain in his abdomen, struggled to stand up, and staggered to the window on the other side, looking out to see if there was a chance to sneak away and get away from this dangerous place.