First: Why do they want to transform the insect people?
What he said just now was "Plants cannot pollinate themselves". I don't know if these idiots heard the voice-over, but what he actually wanted to express was... "If a plant has begun to plan to cultivate something to help it pollinate, and these things have begun to stir, it means that it intends to take root in a place and use it as a base to start spreading seeds."
And secondly: if this transformation really started many years ago, does it really only involve some infectious diseases?
The worst analysis is that the entire Manion and the entire parish of Sicinna are full of this contaminated gene, including Sheriff Dabe who is talking to him now, including Priest Falham, including those police officers and miners, they may all be monsters in human skin.
This is not alarmist.
The legend of Manion talks about "the range of sacrifice", and Darent estimated that this range refers to the area where these white snake roots are spread.
He said before that there was no need to worry too much about the spread of pollution. This was based on his judgment. He had dealt with many mysterious rituals and knew many methods of parasitic control. If the distance was too far, it would most likely fail. So this thing would definitely not let the people here go out. It would use various methods to control them and find ways to make them stay, constantly multiplying and experimenting to create the "pollination group" that best suits itself and best meets its expectations.
With the accumulation of generations, this contamination gene should have spread all over the area long ago. He couldn't help but think of Hitzfeld asking him to help guard before he fell asleep.
It seems that everyone here is our own people.
But...what if that wasn't a polite remark?
"You are a capable man, Inspector." Inspector Dabe said respectfully, "Please tell me! What kind of trouble are we in?"
Those who are truly capable have already gone to work.
Darent glanced at the gray-haired girl sitting against the wall and muttered to himself.
But I won't be like me, giving a long and dull lecture to mediocre people.
But he did have something to ask the sheriff for help, and his gaze on Hitzfeld suddenly moved, and he asked, "What did you talk to her about before I got here?"
High Priest Fram happened to be eavesdropping nearby. He was also very curious and wanted to know what happened before he and Heim arrived.
After all, he was not blind… Just because he didn't ask didn't mean he didn't see the wreckage and corpses piled on the roadside.
"Oh, that's what you're talking about."
The sheriff then recounted Count Xieyang's plan from beginning to end, and at the end he praised: "She is really amazing! It seems that she sent people to hunt Golan Avenue, but in fact she forced those people to the only gap where they could escape into the mountains. It's like she made a pocket and waited for people to get in... She came to the gap and waited!"
As for the conversation with Rudy Kilkinson, there was no need to go into too much detail. Dabe was no fool, and he was well aware of the impact that the details of the conversation might have on a noble's reputation.
He still wants to live a few more years, and he doesn't want to offend people because of this kind of subconscious flattery.
However, the two people he was facing were both experienced and shrewd. Even if he didn't say it, they could guess that those people must have promised some benefits to try to bribe her.
Especially Darent, he was amazed in his heart, thinking that it was rare to see Hitzfeld so angry.
Is not it?
Allowing a meat grinder to kill people is not like her normally...
Looking at the fork in the road ahead, there was a shadow sitting there resting.
Belmaren had not participated in their conversation at all. He had run over there to sit down and rest from the beginning. He wanted to save his energy for the subsequent battle that might happen.
"and many more."
Darent's brows suddenly jumped.
"What did you just say? Say it again!"
"…I say we go down into the mines."
"In front!"
"I handed her a book... which two beggars gave her..."
"Tell me more details! Did she ask you about the book?" Darent was a little impatient. He turned his head and looked around. "Where is the book?"
"Here." Heim picked up the book from the side.
The cover of the book was covered with dust and mud. It must have been thrown away carelessly during the fight.
"...Flower season?"
Darent wiped the cover clean and felt dizzy when he saw the title of the book.
Sheriff Dabe's memory finally became clear at this time. He described in detail what Hitzfeld had asked him at that time, and said in confusion at the end: "I don't understand why she was so nervous."
Of course you don't understand! You idiot!
Darent's fingers, which were holding the book, began to turn white. He closed his eyes and sighed.
That makes sense...
This is really... worse than expected.
"If that's the case, it doesn't matter if I tell you."
He gave up on himself.
The plate is too big. Since the enemy has already started to act, what is the point in hiding it from these people?
It's about to explode. If they want to be desperate, then it will be as they wish.
"You said you insisted that Xixinna had this kind of climate. Do you think it's normal?" He asked the sheriff sarcastically, and then roared without waiting for an answer: "You are totally wrong!"
“The climate is tampered with.”
"Normally there shouldn't be a rainy season here, let alone a flower season!"
"This is the fucking climate that's unique to that dream! It's the climate of this thing's hometown!"
While roaring and poking at the "white snakes" with his fingers, Darent himself found it difficult to control the horror in his heart.
I originally thought that the pollution of humans... had continued for generations, and it would be exaggerated to screen and transform suitable insect people in this way.
I didn’t expect that it also involves climate, terrain, and environment!
What on earth is this thing trying to do?
Does it want to transform this place into the same place as its old home?
Is it hoping to replicate the life it once was?
How could it...how dare it!? ? ?
The clenched fist was shaking wildly.
Darent knew that this was not just horror, but more of an anger that came from empathy with his hometown.
I was really completely underestimated, and this thing was really hidden. Unexpectedly, no problem was discovered for all these years.
He immediately thought of the fact that the tree people had no tree houses here.
What was the specific reason?
It seemed like... he guessed it should be... they felt that the land in this damn place was dry and hard. Although there was rainfall every year, it could not retain water at all. All the water and nutrients were lost through the big rift valley, and the tree house here could not get any nutrients at all.
Then let’s go?
Anyway, tree houses are not necessary in every place. The number of evil disasters that have occurred in Xixinna Parish has not been too many, and it is at the bottom of the list in the country. It is enough to leave some local diseases and minor troubles to the people of the Security Bureau to solve. If it really doesn't work, they will draw tree people from other cities to provide support.
...Wheel of Fortune, this is probably what we think.
It's just a coincidence that this misunderstanding happened to arise because of that rift.
The tragedy at Fran Middle School was not accidental but inevitable. When you begin to realize this inevitability, you must be alert - because the enemy's general attack is about to come.
So many years of planning, so many years of recuperation.
He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the girl who was sitting there and sleeping.
It's Aisun.
It seems like it all depends on you this time.
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Those who have read this far must be die-hard readers.
Let's do a survey here:
Similar to the NPC type in "Super Mechanic".
An imaginary urban training and upgrading type in which one can prove his truth on his own.
Games similar to "It's a Small World" interfere with reality.
Of these three branches, which one do you prefer?
I also added a questionnaire to the title, just in case I forget it later. You can leave a comment on which type you like, and I will make a statistics... Although I guess this statistics is not very reliable, I still want to see if the data will be extremely wrong.
Chapter 42: Reflections of the Past (Two in One)
Administration building, lounge.
Xia Yibing stood in front of the seat holding a long knife. Behind the low table in front of her was a headless corpse lying on the ground.
Marlon Exxon has left this body. Before leaving, he expressed his sincerity again, saying, "It does seem a bit rude to visit like this rashly, and it's not surprising to be treated like this." Then he left an address, asking people to go to "No. 23 Crow Branch Road" to try to contact him if they change their mind.
"But we don't have much time left to make a decision," Exxon said. "If we don't make a decision soon, I can't guarantee that this goodwill will not be wasted."
God knows how much effort Xia Yibing put in to restrain the desire to chop him into pieces with a knife. She thought at that time - since the reason for luring this person to come to her was arranged by Hitzfeld, then she definitely didn't want someone to come to her door to be chopped.
They were here to investigate the case and solve the problem. What was the point of just killing one person? Moreover, this was just a carrier container, so she did not take action, but thought seriously.
It was this gesture that made Exxon look somewhat happy. He controlled the maid's body to nod towards this side, and the body fell to the ground, with the already mutilated head rolling directly off the neck.
Is this sincerity?
Xia Yibing felt a chill as she watched this scene. There was no way she could survive in the first place, and these disgusting guys were just the same as always.
"Oh~" The blood crystal crow landed on her shoulder from the sky, "This is a very cunning guy, he's not that easy to deal with, huh?"
"Yusirion." Xia Yibing asked, "In your long life and memories, have you ever encountered an enemy that can survive by killing a carrier?"
"That's too many. Many of the guys infected by the alien virus have this ability to split. Not to mention those disgusting things later, splitting consciousness is their special skill."
"So how do you deal with this thing?"
“That’s not my concern.” The Blood Crystal Crow chuckled. “With Harwin here, no matter how strong the vitality of those virus cells is, they can’t withstand the high temperature. They will usually be burned to ashes immediately, and there is no way they can regenerate.”
"High temperature?" Xia Yibing's mouth twitched. This was really an amazing coincidence.
"So what are you going to do?" Blood Crystal Crow tilted her head and looked at her. She wanted to know what decision the woman would make when faced with this situation.
Should I follow my heart and help in the mine?
Or should we hurry up and go to "No. 23 Crow Branch Road" to try to cooperate with that Exxon?
Of course, this cooperation was definitely fake, she knew it all...it was nothing more than tricking these guys into revealing their plans and strength.
She had also faced a similar choice, and she wanted to know whether this woman, whom she judged to be "extremely similar to herself in certain traits," would also inherit some of her qualities.
"Of course I'll go save him first." Xia Yibing narrowed her eyes. "Who would go to see the person they just wanted to kill right now... There's not even time to think about it. He'll suspect that I have bad intentions."
"Are you making excuses for your selfish desires?"
"I'm just telling the truth." Xia Yibing threw away the knife, put her hands into the hair on both sides of her cheeks, tied her long hair into a ponytail along the contour of her scalp, and then tied it tightly with a hairband. "And I don't think these two things need to be done separately."
She ignored the Blood Crystal Crow and quickly packed up her things and went downstairs. After meeting Old Bal, she asked him to find someone to prepare a car as they needed to go to the airport first.
"You're going to the military camp?" Old Barr responded quickly, "Are you looking for the lieutenant colonel? Or the colonel?"
"Don't worry about it." Xia Yibing didn't want to say more to him, "Just do as I say."
"Tsk! Tsk!" Old Barr bit his pipe and smacked his lips. "It's really a completely different style of doing things... Well, I'll do it."
No matter how the situation changes, he is not worried. If something goes wrong, he can just leave as soon as he turns on his mimicry. It is true that the Sara royal family has signed an agreement with him, but he is not willing to risk his life for these things.
"Wait a minute." The woman stopped him, "Remember to find a comfortable car."
"?" Old Bal was a little puzzled, but he didn't say anything. He nodded and left.
Xia Yibing took advantage of this time to run back upstairs, returned to her and Hitzfeld's bedroom, opened the girl's suitcase and began to search.
Soon she found the things - they were several small bottles wrapped in soft clothes. Perhaps in order to prevent people who didn't know about them from confusing their functions, each bottle was carefully labeled.
Xia Yibing quickly took the sedatives and hypnotic drugs she needed, closed the box, went downstairs, and saw a "luxury car" waiting for her.
"Golden Lion?" She narrowed her eyes, somewhat surprised that there was a Golden Lion sedan that was no longer for sale here.
"It was a long time ago." Old Barr nodded. "When this car was first launched, one was given to each district administration as a souvenir. When I found it, it was gathering dust in the warehouse. How is it? It should be comfortable enough, right?"
Of course there was no need to say anything. Xia Yibing didn't waste time talking to him. She opened the car door and got into the back seat.
Back seat? She said she wanted a comfortable car, didn't she want to sleep on the road?
