Gamers Are Fierce

Gudong, Gudong.

In the cave, there was a sound like drinking water.

The long and narrow tube kept squirming, swelling, and contracting. The fat man standing on the rock had his limbs trembling crazily, his eyes rolled up and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.

"Singer? What's wrong with Singer?"

Another thin man above the cliff lay on the grass. The flashlight in his hand was shaking, but only the shoulders and back of the fat man could be seen, "Have you found her?"

The terrible silence lasted more than ten seconds. When the thin man with his heart beating on the cliff pulled out his pistol lightly and was about to jump off,

A long, relieved breath came from below.

"call..."

The fat man's eyeballs returned to normal, he shrugged his shoulders drooped, took a few steps back, and smiled at his companion above, "I'm fine."

"...What happened to you just now?" The thin man didn't move, and licked his dry lips. "Didn't you say you found her?"

"I was wrong."

The fat man said lightly: "There is one of her clothes in the cave. She must have been here, but she has left now.

There was a snake on the back of my instep just now, and I dared not move, now the snake crawled away. "

"Oh, then you come up quickly."

The thin man shone the light with a flashlight, and let his guard down, "The terrain is relatively flat, so go from there."

"Ok."

The thin man watched as his companion walked out of the cave, along the **** and up the cliff, and the two walked towards other places with light in the grass.

The thin man was environmentally friendly with his arms, and rubbed his arms with his palms. "It's really cold... You said that if you don't find that pariah woman today and tomorrow, will the new chief give up?"

"Maybe."

The fat man walked behind his companion and took a step slower.

"I don't think he will give up."

The thin man complained softly: "Oh, I don't know how long to toss. Why don't we look for them tonight, the parents of the three untouchable women?

Bring a club and pistol, threaten those untouchables again, and let them persuade the new chief to give up investigating the case.

Do you think it is feasible? "

"possible."

"No, forget it, if the new director sees it, it will be even more troublesome..."

The thin man complained: "Tell you something, don't tell others.

My uncle has quietly reported to the superiors in Southern State, reporting that the new director abused his power and deliberately aroused local people's anger. It’s better to get him out of the position of director, and if you don’t want to transfer him to another place, don’t torture us anymore..."

Snapped!

The thin man shuddered suddenly, turned around, covered the back of his neck with his hands, and shouted at his companion in shock: "What are you hitting me for?"

"There are bugs."

The fat man smiled and raised his dark palm. There was a flying insect in his palm and a faint blood stain.

"Is it necessary to use so much effort?"

The thin man scolded and wiped the skin behind his neck, without noticing a strange smile on the fat man’s face.

In the drooping palm of the hand with the corpse of the flying insect, a tiny injection needle is slowly shrinking back under the skin.

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In the cave, the dark-skinned girl looked at her palm blankly.

She could feel that behind her neck, there was a slender worm-like creature, and her arms, legs, and limbs were also parasitizing parasites with different shapes and functions.

The parasite behind the neck was releasing extremely weak electrical signals, causing the girl to flash scenes of vague and chaotic scenes and hear some dreamlike sounds.

Lying in the cave, the Cerebral [Fenril] disguised as a brown-black stray dog, staring indifferently at the girl in the transition of body and mind.

The parasite behind the opponent's neck is actually a psionic receiver tube that only responds to the psychic energy of the worm's nest, and can receive instructions from the will of the worm's nest through its psychic energy.

The plan made under the diadem is actually just a general direction.

The specific implementation link still relies on the brainworm council, which has a large scale of computing power and a clear division of labor, to make overall plans and formulate detailed steps.

This Indian girl has actually become the first generation of "converted",

As time goes by, the parasitic organs behind her neck will mature, not only can receive psionic energy, but also allow the host's will to connect to the divine power link and psionic network of Worm Nest.

While providing the power of faith for the creator, it can also cooperate with the second and third generations of converted people (the parasitic organs can breed new eggs in the host and spread through physical contact. The first and second generations The conversion process is more violent and direct. The third generation is silent),

Collecting intelligence and assisting the worms of gene stealers' sequences have gradually spread and expanded in human society.

Cerebrate Fenrir released psychic energy fluctuations and asked indifferently in the girl's mind: "What is your name."

Through the muttering of the parasitic organs like a dream, the girl has understood the existence of the Will of Worm's Nest and her mission, and replied submissively: "Pulan."

Wow----

As the sea splashed, one animal after another crawled out of the ocean, cats, dogs, monkeys, mice, and even calves.

These special soldiers disguised as ordinary animals stared deeply at Fenrir the Cerebral.

Under the guidance of the birds, soldiers and insects in the sky, they climbed the coastline and headed towards the landing place.

The expansion has begun.

"Let's go."

Fenrir got up from the ground, jumped back and forth between the rocks, jumping up the cliff easily.

The dark-skinned young girl also bent her knees, leaped up, grabbed the vines on the low cliff with her palms, and jumped to the ground.

In the dark night, the girl asked softly: "Where are we going?"

"Your home is in the village to the north?"

Fenrir said indifferently: "Go there first and solve your problems. Then go to Bangalore. That city has a population of 1.5 million.

Then Mumbai, Kolkata, Chennai, New Delhi, Chandigarh..."

"my business..."

There was a strange expression on the face of the dark-skinned girl.

As a special first-generation converter, the parasitic organ on the back of her neck allows her to "hear" the psychic echo of the will of the Worm's Nest, and instinctively accept orders.

And under the order, her brain will give a reasonable explanation based on her past experience as an inaccessible untouchable in India: the world is like a house of fire, and all beings are suffering. In purgatory on earth, only by embracing the will of the Worm's Nest can this sordid cycle be broken.

"You are very lucky, the Holy Woman is watching you."

Cerebral Fenrir said coldly: "It is to retaliate against those people in the village, directly destroy them, and replace them with gene stealers.

Or implement parasitic transformation on them.

depends on you.

This is the test for you under the crown of the saint, now, do what you should do. "

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