"You don't sleep at night, why are you messing around here?"
A grumpy voice appeared from the study door.
"Is it useful to mess around? Can I become a xenogeneic expert?"
With a weight of 200 kilograms, he pushed open the study door suddenly, stepped into the study, and at the same time stepped into the ceremony...
This made Wen Rensheng immediately understand why Lu Damu, a veteran, would choose to hold the ceremony in a place like the study.
Why can the other party endure it for another month...
Because the other party has already calculated that there will be free sacrifices coming in.
Lu Damu looked at this wife who had just been married for less than a month, and he couldn't lift his spirits.
He felt sad for himself.
I was once a genius, but I have fallen to this point.
Rely on this method to get promoted.
How sad.
Thinking like this, he felt that the alien species in his body was beating again, which was a precursor to promotion.
He remembered something someone said. In fact, the greatest sorrow for human beings is to mourn themselves.
He then remembered a satirical novel he had read, which was about a rich man who had an eye disease and needed to shed tears to relieve it.
Then the doctor found a stand-in who looked like him, but the stand-in was sick, so he started to cry and thought the stand-in was himself...
The eye disease will be cured in a short time.
It's a pity that the substitute is not a fool, because he became the substitute of the other party, finally got good treatment, and ran away after he recovered.
Of course, the latter part is illogical. How could the rich man let the other party escape? How could he cure the other party's disease?
Of course, Lu Damu would not make the mistakes of rich people, so he considered everything as realistically and logically as possible.
The Inspectorate was monitoring him, and he had a vague feeling.
It doesn’t matter, the worse your situation is, the more sadness you’ll feel inside... you’ll feel sad and hurt yourself.
It doesn't matter, everything is an accident.
It doesn’t matter, you’ll be fine after today.
Then he looked at his 200-pound wife, whose hair turned white before his eyes and her whole body lost weight rapidly.
Well, it becomes even more unsightly when I lose weight. The loose skin looks like bulging wallpaper on the wall.
"You, what did you do to me?" Lu Damou's wife screamed, looking at her fat hands, only a piece of skin was left.
Lu Damu did not answer any questions.
He was still as silent, mournful and useless as usual...
It's really ridiculous. When you really do good to some people, they don't appreciate it.
Now when I go out to kill them, they don't know what's going on.
If you are confused in life, you will be even more confused in death.
It's really sad.
He thought this way, during the hexagonal ceremony, those silks suddenly spread out, and the silk threads shrouded his wife like they were rejuvenated.
In an instant, his wife turned into a big cocoon.
The cute silkworm babies have to be burned to death before they can finally turn into beautiful silk and be worn on people's bodies.
Now, just reverse the process.
In front of people, silkworms are resources to be exploited.
In the face of higher-level beings, people are just resources to be used.
All the same.
Nothing to complain about.
He thought so.
There are more and more gray hairs on his head.
…………
During the whole process, Wen Rensheng watched silently and did not make a move.
Compassion does not command troops.
This is a protracted battle.
Many, many people are destined to die on the battlefield.
Now it's just a prelude.
Just as the mysterious seed predicted earlier, the drama is entering an intense period.
I don’t know how much time has passed, but that cocoon seems to have matured.
"Bang", it exploded.
Groups of white silk threads burst out, and then connected with the white hair on Lu Damu's head.
Wen Rensheng activated the spirit control technique.
He wants to search for traces of that mysterious existence.
The field of vision in front of me suddenly changed. Those white silk threads were like fishing ropes, trying to fish something out of the void.
The fishing rod is Lu Damu’s white hair.
The fisherman is Lu Damu himself...
Lu Damu slowly retreated, and the thread stretched longer and longer.
Wen Rensheng heard a "hissing" sound in his ears, as if something was crawling out along the thread.
He was shocked. The puppet had been waiting near the study for a long time.
At this moment, the message "Action." was uploaded to the mobile phone.
What is action?
It is to discharge the maximum power in and destroy the opponent's passage.
Simple and crude.
What would happen if the enemy was crossing the river and a flood suddenly came?
The role they have to play now is flood.
This is the suggestion given by the Disaster Management Bureau after a long period of discussion. I don’t know whether it is effective, but it is more reliable than other suggestions.
Wen Rensheng used the puppet and instantly injected his alien power into the study.
A purple mist surged in.
At the same time, colorful mist entered the entire study from the window, the crack in the door, and the ceiling.
As for the life and death of the people inside, no one will consider this.
Hundreds of people died in the early stage. If it is not stopped, I don’t know how many more people will die.
The next moment, Wen Rensheng felt his eyes go dark, and then he woke up.
His puppet exploded...
He lowered his head and looked at his phone. There was surveillance video on it.
The video is completely dark.
Then move to a distance, and then the scene appears.
The study room of Lu Damou's villa has been reduced to ashes.
A big white cocoon reappeared in the white land.
It just stayed there quietly.
It's like mocking mankind's useless resistance.
It’s like he doesn’t care about anything.
Useless?
Wen Rensheng frowned deeply, not caring that his appearance would be damaged.
The cell phone rang at an inappropriate time.
Inspector Liu’s phone number.
"Are you okay?"
"Fortunately, I just lost a few hundred million."
"Three people died on our side, and puppets were used." Inspector Liu's tone dropped.
"Three alien experts?" Wen Rensheng's heart sank.
"Yes, I originally planned to let all the masters take part, but there was not enough manpower, so I transferred experts. Unexpectedly, I still underestimated my opponent." Inspector Liu sighed.
Attacking halfway across the river caused such losses.
It is conceivable that if there is a head-on confrontation.
Wen Rensheng took a long breath, damn, it's still not strong enough.
He is indeed far ahead of his peers and mutants of the same level, but what he has to face now is a mysterious disaster with unknown depth.
Time, it takes time.
His mystery still needs to be greatly improved.
More than three hundred is far from enough. Three thousand, no, thirty thousand!
An irresistible danger is coming.
The prophecy was so accurate that even cheating players like him were severely damaged, let alone those ordinary mutants?
Facing those disasters, there are only 1,800 people who can still resist.
Others are not even qualified to escape.
Wen Rensheng thought this way, and looked at the white cocoon standing quietly through his mobile phone again.
"It should be in a state of incubation. You should cordon off the area first."
