"It failed."
Lynn slowly withdrew his tentacles, his gaze flickering.
"Once those parasites invade their brains, physical methods become completely useless. If we can't find another way, they'll be gradually replaced over the course of a week, until they're nothing but walking corpses controlled by those worms."
Zuo Zuo was shaken.
Lynn took a deep breath, raised his head, and said:
"But there should be another way to temporarily slow the changes the worms are making to them. It might buy us more time."
His gaze was grave as he took out two bottles of his usual paralytic potion from the openings on either side of his mask.
Then he injected them into their aortas.
As the paralytic potion rapidly spread throughout his body, the test subject's struggling, contorted body slowly began to settle. His eyes gradually turned vacant and dull, and every organ in his body began to approach a standstill under the potion's effects.
It was a massive dose.
Even in human medicine, this state of paralysis was almost infinitely close to death.
Because it could put every organ in the human body into complete dormancy.
And with humanity's current capabilities, waking them through conventional means was almost impossible.
But this was already the most effective method available.
Watching him gradually lose consciousness, Lynn narrowed his eyes and said:
"If all his bodily functions go dormant, the worms' activity will also be suppressed to a minimum. But it can only last a month at most. If we still can't wake him by then, there really will be no saving him."
"Let's go! We need to save the others!"
Lynn abruptly stood up.
He clenched his fists tightly.
"We've arrived."
Outside the enormous factory, Messiah, dressed in a suit, shoved open the car door. Her gaze settled on