Chapter 1592

Alright, don't let the news leak out for now; at the global meeting, I will announce this news and, in passing, integrate all forces.

Offhandedly giving a reminder, Lin An somewhat amusingly heard that Zhang Tie's voice was trembling.

Maybe it's 'fear', maybe it's worry after the fright.

Indeed, all global Survivors likely cannot imagine how difficult and powerful the enemies he faced in the Alien Species world are.

If anything leaks out, even if it reveals the true strength of the Alien Species world and the escapees, all global Survivors would likely fall into chaos and panic, and various shocks.

Although the enemy is dead, anyone with a little sense can see that the Apocalypse is already this terrifying; if there are still such enemies later...

Under such emotions, even Lin An faces tremendous pressure, let alone others.

Therefore, for Lin An, this obviously requires making contingency plans and preparing to deal with it.

If the 'propaganda' is done well, he can save a lot of effort to integrate the globe, shape an invincible image, and unite people's hearts.

However, for Lin An now, he still has more important things to do.

"Amoeba worm original fluid... rule Fifth Stage..."

Entering the lab, smelling the faint disinfectant in the air, Lin An's gaze was complex, as if he saw Chu An's busy figure flash before his eyes.

He rarely comes here, and hardly ever interferes with Chu An's experiments.

Looking at the cold, instrument-filled lab, Lin An let out a light sigh and strode toward the place he remembered.

"I don't know... whether Chu An left any information."

"If I remember correctly, the test batch of Amoeba original fluid should be placed here..."

Just as Lin An was seriously searching through the experimental records and that row of test tubes, a slight spatial fluctuation suddenly came from behind him.

Seeing, in the corner of the lab, a pitch-black vortex slowly unfolding.

Who!?

Instantly turning on guard, not waiting for Lin An's spiritual power to instinctively envelop.

A familiar figure emerged with some difficulty from within the vortex.

"You... actually really came back alive..."

The voice was complex, filled with emotion.

Inside the vortex, Klein personally saw Lin An, unharmed and even stronger, his eyes instantly filled with indescribable complex emotions.

Even though he had long known Lin An would return, at this moment he still felt astonished in his heart.

Seeing him sigh with deep emotion while looking at Lin An, he then reached into his bosom and pulled out a test tube, shaking it.

"Are you looking for this?"

"Chu An said you would need it."

The liquid swayed.

In the transparent test tube, silver-white light points floated and rotated in the original fluid, seeming to captivate the heart, as if it possessed its own life.

Lin An froze abruptly, looking at the suddenly appearing Klein, instantly feeling somewhat startled.

How quick his reaction was.

Although Klein's performance seemed somewhat off, he understood the implication of those words; and the original fluid in his hand was clearly different from what he had seen before!

"The original fluid is done!?"

"Is it what Chu An left for me?"

Faced with Lin An's question, Klein gave a bitter smile and hesitated, nodding.

"So..."

"Are you planning to use the original fluid to advance to Fifth Stage?"

"This thing might be able to do that, but I don't advise you to become Fifth Stage."

"Fifth Stage means death."

One minute later.

In the lab, Zhang Tie one-handedly grabbed the Alien Species Emperor's head, as if researching what this thing is used for.

On the other side, (someone) looked like a fool, staring at the two people, Lin An and the other, sitting silently opposite each other.

He didn't really understand their conversation, but he was surprised that Klein would appear at this time.

Will the Fifth Stage die?

What does that mean?

He was the first to break the silence.

Lin An looked solemnly at the suddenly appearing Klein, his heart filled with doubt.

He knew Klein had been working with Chu An all along; the food and religion of the Amoeba Worm dungeon were also arranged by Klein.

Klein had helped him quite a bit; in Lin An's heart, he was also considered a half-partner. Even if Klein didn't come to find him, he planned to go to the dungeon to meet him.

Therefore, he was genuinely puzzled by Klein's inexplicable words.

He did not directly answer Lin An's question.

Klein lowered his head, looking at the test tube in his hand.

"Lin An, are you planning to spread the improved Amoeba original fluid, letting all humanity be inoculated with the Amoeba Worm, and then collect Term: Faith Power?"

"It seems you should know that only the faith of the same kind can be absorbed; others... are just poison."

Lin An paused upon hearing that, his brows furrowing.

"That's right."

"But it's not necessarily necessary to involve all humanity; the effect of the Amoeba Worm plus our own kind, I feel, is simpler than normal and works better."

"Is there a problem with my line of thinking? Or is it that the original fluid still has a problem?"

His thoughts were lightning fast.

Lin An instantly retorted, subconsciously thinking his approach might not work.

The escapees claimed that to absorb, they must absorb everything; otherwise it's hard to gather enough Term: Faith Power. This is like a strange restriction: a race can only produce one believer, and the required faith power must meet the standard, unrelated to quality or quantity.

Lin An didn't really agree.

In his opinion, how could the escapees gather any Term: Faith Power internally?

They themselves have problems, so naturally the whole tribe needs to provide.

Just like selecting ten warriors, the escapees must pick from a hundred people to gather enough qualified ones. But the remaining ninety unqualified ones would affect the qualified.

But humans are obviously different—at least.. at least humans aren't that cowardly.

Amoeba plus modern-stage humans, Lin An feels the effect would be much better.

However, contrary to Lin An's expectations, he saw Kèláiēn shake his head, hesitating to speak:

"No."

"Your idea isn't wrong; in fact, possibly hundreds of millions of people injecting amoeba worm stock solution could succeed. Of course, those opposing you can't be too many, otherwise it would affect the injector."

"The stock solution is also fine; Chu An has already prepared an improved version, with almost no side effects."

"What is that?"

Lin An raised his eyebrows, his astonishment growing even more.

Isn't this a good thing?

No problem?

The effect of the amoeba stock solution is better than he imagined; what on earth is Kèláiēn saying!?

Before Lin An could follow up.

Kèláiēn lifted his head, with a complex expression, even a bitter look, gazing at him.

"I said, Fifth Stage will die."

"Lin An, give up becoming Fifth Stage! Give up this idea! The terror after Fifth Stage is far more terrifying than you imagine!"

"That's a..."

"Dead end!"