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Mechanical Alchemist

The dark underground dungeon was filled with countless ancient relics and treasures. Eerie, deformed, cursed objects... The abyss, catacombs, Ancient Gods, mythical races... Mechanics, cursed seal implants, and the gargantuan black towers... A peculiar mix of Alchemy, a drop of steampunk, two spoons of supernatural mystery, blending into a vibrant and colorful fantasy world. I am a puppeteer Alchemist. All that my eyes behold, becomes my puppet. Alone, I am an army!

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Chapter 115 Did you not notice any changes in me? (Please subscribe)

Su Lun had successfully created a zombie.

But he had another idea, which was whether he could inject himself with one.

Su Lun carefully flipped through the "Zombie Research Diary" and found some experiment records of living people being injected with "X Serum," which made him hesitant.

Even with a "Mutational Suppressant," the success rate of integrating the serum was only eighty percent.

The remaining twenty percent meant either an unknown directional mutation, deformation, or even direct explosion and death.

Moreover, the side effect of skin turning blue for a long time was also a major problem.

He wasn't concerned about his image; after all, he could accept a smoked style with no eyebrows and Baldy, it seemed that blue skin couldn't be uglier.