Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

Morgana gradually developed a special ability: she can accurately know whether she is in a dream, and then control the dream, twisting it into what she wants.

Under the company's technical control, she always dreamed of Zhuang Xuteng. The Zhuang Xuteng in her dreams was always vague and hazy. Only when she recalled it carefully could the Zhuang Xuteng in her dreams become clear. At first, she would act according to her heart to make Zhuang Xuteng's image clear and complete, and then live with him. But she soon became aware of the problems inside and understood that it was all a conspiracy of the company, so she began to distort her dreams, protect Zhuang Xuteng's secret deep in her mind, and sabotage the company's action plan.

It's nice to be able to cause trouble, but Morgana can't control when she wakes up. She was very sure that the company was using drugs and equipment to artificially prolong her dreams, while injecting nutritional supplements to suppress physical needs such as hunger, always keeping her indoors, frequently changing medical staff, and taking away all clocks, making her completely unable to track time. passage.

She was arrested before the two battles in Constitution City, the capital, and did not know that Zhuang Xuteng and Anzu had fought. She could only speculate from the fact that she had not yet been rescued that Zhuang Xuteng might be in something bad, and it was probably more serious than bad... If Zhuang Xuteng was really dead, she would rather see him more in her dream. But until then, the priority is to get out of here.

When you feel like you are waking up from a dream, first don't open your eyes, listen with your ears to understand the general situation around you, and then quietly open your eyes a little to adapt to the outside light and discover the dangers around you.

Things were different today. The doctors unbuckled her hands and feet and rotated the bed to forty-five degrees. Looking at the pair of cotton slippers placed in front of her, plus an enhanced human warrior on the left and right sides, it was clear that she was allowed to walk on the ground, but she was not allowed to cause trouble.

"Morgana, you are specially allowed to go outside and get some fresh air. If you behave well, you can live in a well-equipped studio apartment and meet your parents, relatives and friends." The doctor who covered his face with an air filter mask said: "Two security guards and a medical nurse will watch you at all times. They will not answer any questions from you, except to ask what can be done and what cannot be done. If you have any trouble or violation, You will be subdued immediately and sent back here for anesthesia. You may only have this one chance, and it is in your best interest to cooperate."

"I have a chance to see my family?" Morgana was a little disbelieving. She asked: "Why didn't they rescue me? How did you convince them?"

"You suffer from an extremely serious mental illness, and Zhuang Xuteng has to bear the main responsibility. Even if they know there is a problem, they must accept this excuse, otherwise they will suffer greater losses."

"What a bastard!" Morgana glared at him and asked, "How is Zhuang Xuteng?"

"Behave well and someone will answer your questions. It's great that you can meet Anzu."

Although she had already guessed Zhuang Xuteng's ending from these few words, Morgana still had some hope hidden deep in her heart. She controlled her emotions and tried to regain a calm tone: "Can I leave the bed now?"

"Yes. Pay attention to balance and hold the edge of the bed with your hands. You will feel dizzy at first and your legs will be weak. It is best to use support crutches with both hands." The doctor said to the two aggrandizers: "Leave her to You guys, keep an eye on her!"

Despite many physical discomforts, especially the lack of strength in her legs, which restricted her mobility, the opportunity to go out for fun was rare, and Morgana gritted her teeth and persevered. If you want to escape, you must restore your physical condition as soon as possible, especially your legs and hands, which require exercise. From using crutches to being able to walk on her own, she endured the numbness and pain and moved to the "outdoor area" bit by bit.

You can see the sky above your head, and the sun's rays shine through the gloomy clouds and onto the continuous mountain peaks behind you. The activity area is only the size of a basketball court, surrounded by tall transparent glass, as if it were a hamster activity box. Outside the glass wall is a steep cliff, and at the foot of the mountain is a small town surrounded by decaying plains. There is only one road leading into the distance from the town, which eventually disappears behind the rolling hills.

There is another acquaintance in the courtyard: Ge Gongdao. Because of his higher danger, there are four guards and two medics. Morgana can still walk with crutches, while Gogongdao can only sit in a wheelchair. Only his body and head are his own, and all his limbs have been replaced with the most basic prosthetics, which only have support capabilities and can only move slowly driven by an external power supply.

Morgana was very excited and hurriedly accelerated, but stumbled and fell to the ground. This sound aroused Gongdao's idea. He turned his head, moved his lips, and began to turn the wheelchair with great effort, approaching Morgana. When the distance between the two people was only five meters, the security personnel pulled the wheelchair and stopped Morgana. "You can just stop here. It will be against the rules if you come any closer."

Aren’t the so-called rules just the company’s mouth? Morgana didn't have time to discuss this issue with the company's lackeys, so she quickly asked Ge Gong: "Long time no see! Why are you...are you okay?"

"Uh... still alive." Gongdao's voice was extremely hoarse. He raised his neck and let Morgana see the surgical line extending from the lower jaw to the navel: "They removed my implant, and the quality of the surgery was very good. Damn, my voice is like this. Are you okay? I haven’t heard from you.”

"They also removed my implants, but I have relatively few implants, so the impact is not big." Morgana bit her lower lip, trying to control her emotions, and then asked the question: "How is Zhuang Xuteng? do you know?"

"He went to fight Anzu, and that was the last time we met. Anzu is still alive, so I'm afraid Naike didn't survive. I'm sorry to tell you this..."

"So you didn't see him killed?"

"No. In order to give Zhuang Feifei and I a chance to leave Peicheng, he went to attract the enemy's attention. The battle took place in your family's manor. We saw the fierce fighting there from a distance. The tornado rose from the ground and was quite scary. . Then the sound of fighting suddenly disappeared, and I didn’t know what happened. Alas, Zhuang Feifei and I were surrounded by the company’s enhanced people, and I couldn’t take her out..."

"How is Zhuang Feifei? Who else do you know about?"

Ge Gongdao sighed and said, "I still want to ask you...have you seen anyone else here?"

Morgana shook her head. "After being arrested, Prince and I were locked up together for a week, and then I was held in solitary confinement. I don't know how long later, I saw her once, and by that time our children were gone..."

Ge Gongdao's teeth were clenching, his breathing was heavy, and his red eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. "asshole……"

"She should still be alive, just like Zhuang Xuteng." Morgana said calmly, and this calmness was not only tempered by many times of extreme pain, torture and despair. "If Zhuang Xuteng dies, we will be useless and will definitely be killed. The fact that we are not dead yet means that Zhuang Xuteng is not dead."

"I also want to think so. How can I... be so weak! What if I could... ah!!!" Ge Gongdao roared several times and was immediately warned. If his hands and feet were intact, he would definitely pounce on him at this moment. Even if he only bites with his teeth, he would have to kill several people before he stops. "Morgana, you know better. Why do you think they let us dream all day long? I dream about Naike every day, and I start to feel that I am a pervert."

"Our dreams are obviously controlled. They are studying Zhuang Xuteng through our dreams to find ways to deal with him." Morgana had already thought about these things, and she immediately came up with the conclusion that was most beneficial to Zhuang Xuteng. "I think Zhuang Xuteng must be hiding and thinking of ways to improve himself and deal with the company. He is a huge threat and the company is not sure of victory, so he studies our dreams and wants to know Zhuang Xuteng's weaknesses."

Ge Gongdao was stunned, frowned, and said: "I didn't expect this, but it is really possible..."

Just when Ge Gongdao's hope was rekindled, the courtyard door opened, and Anzu walked in with two coughs. He had dark eyes, deep circles under his eyes, and was involuntarily slightly hunched over, looking as annoying as ever. "You are wrong. I studied Zhuang Xuteng through dreams, not to kill him, but to resurrect him."

"Who are you?" Ge Gongdao tried his best to turn his head to see this annoying guy.

"I'm Anzu."

Morgana shook her head and said, "No. You're not! Anzu is shorter, and he doesn't look like that..."

"I changed my body - I was forced to do it - the old body was broken by Naike, and it was put back together again. Of course, Naike's result was even worse, he died." Anzu coughed twice, frowning He frowned because he found that his health indicators were declining, and the load on his implanted organs and shadow slaves was unexpectedly increasing.

What's going on here? Could it be that the superpower has been used too many times and the body is a bit overwhelmed? That's right, I've never used powers so frequently for a long time before. He adjusts the amount of soothing agent to inject and sends the physical condition to the support team so they can prepare the equipment for maintenance. At the same time, the cloning center must postpone the "ripening" process to reduce the pressure on his abilities.

Ge Gongdao's implants and shadow slaves were gone, but his powers of observation were still there. Anzu's situation is clearly not good, which is of course good news. He winked at Morgana, which probably meant: Look at his look, the pressure caused by Naike must be too much and he can't bear it anymore.

Anzu snorted and said: "You can think whatever you want, but it doesn't change the facts. Zhuang Xuteng no longer poses a threat, and the company has regarded him as a very valuable asset. The entire institute is working hard to resurrect him Zhuang Xuteng - of course under the premise of complete control...cough cough cough! "

A sudden violent cough forced Anzu to bend down, followed by waves of dizziness. He covered his chest with one hand and pressed his head with the other. He suddenly couldn't see his surroundings, couldn't hear the outside world, only all the shadow devices on his body were alarming, and the alarm sound drowned out everything.

If anyone present knew necromancy, or any detection spell from the Shadow Realm, then he would be able to see the four sensory tentacles inserted into Anzu's back. The continuous flow of resentment had been going on for several days, causing Anzu to be exhausted for days. He asked the medical team to provide him with a full range of soothing and refreshing treatments. He had to admit that the company's technology and work were effective and kept him in a "pretty good" state. This paralyzed Anzu, lowered his vigilance, and could not stop the continued accumulation of resentment.

Several security personnel immediately stood in front of Morgana and Gorgon, separating Anzu. They simultaneously started calling the medical team and sounding the personnel alarm. At this time, Anzu could no longer support himself and lay completely on the ground, vomiting pink liquid from his open mouth.

"What happened?" Morgana asked Gorgon, but it could be seen from the latter's clear and innocent eyes that he knew nothing. She took a step sideways and poked her head in to see more clearly, but her sight was blocked again by the security guard in front of her. She sighed, and then she saw that the enhanced people in front of her also began to twitch, and weird gurgling sounds came from their throats.

The courtyard door opened, and four medical personnel ran in with a hospital bed trolley, and more enhanced people followed behind. They are all members of Anzu's logistics support team and took action as soon as the alarm sounded. Although their speed was already very fast, the effects of Zhuang Xuteng's spell began to appear. After the person with the highest transformation rate fell, the entire spell was like the first piece of domino falling, and the rest was a rapid chain reaction.

Several security personnel fell down one after another, and then came the enhanced warriors who followed the doctor. Suddenly, only Morgana, Gongdao and seven medical staff were left standing in the courtyard. The medical staff immediately identified Morgana as the culprit. They took out the shadow gun ring, and some also picked up the anesthesia injection gun. Just when Morgana shouted "I am innocent", the doctors also began to feel what it meant to be spinning, and they all fell down after shaking for a while.

"What's going on? A new version of the dream?" Morgana closed her eyes, split the monsters in the church records in her brain, and then used their parts to piece together several messy new monster images, and then suddenly opened her eyes. Eye. If the surrounding environment changes drastically, especially if vaguely imagined monsters appear, then this is a dream. "Hey, it hasn't changed at all. Is this reality?"

She took a step forward, and Ge Gongdao suddenly stopped her: "Don't rush forward, avoid the trap. Use the crutch in your hand to hit them from a distance. If you can throw it accurately, just pick up something and throw it."

Under the heavy blow of the crutch, the augmented warrior shook violently, like a fish that had just been thrown onto the shore. You can see bleeding from all their orifices and urine and feces flowing out. The most horrifying change was in their enhanced eyes: the eyeballs smoked and melted, and the gelatinous liquid was thrown everywhere.

After two minutes of tossing, they all fell silent. Morgana bravely stepped forward to check and confirmed that they had no breathing and heartbeat at all, and were completely dead. Under the command of Gorgon Dao, Morgana acted like a mercenary. She found a shadow gun ring and a scalpel from the doctor. The former armed herself and Ge Gongdao, and the latter penetrated the corpse's eyes to crush the brain and ensure that these enhanced people would never wake up again.

"It must be Zhuang Xuteng, he is launching an attack here!" Morgana couldn't help but shed tears and quickly wiped them away to avoid affecting the work at hand. When she was finishing up Anzu, she found that there was no gap in this guy's eyes. After trying several other angles, it still couldn't penetrate into his skull.

"This guy is extraordinary. His structure is completely different from others." Ge Gongdao pushed the wheelchair over and got closer to take a closer look. "Just cut a circle around his neck bone. We can't stay here for a long time. Let's go out and see what's going on outside."

The two came to the door and found that the door was closed. Morgana turned back to collect ID cards, weapons and anything useful from the people present, and finally opened the door with the doctor's badge. Before going out, Gongdao asked Morgana to bring the body of an enhanced person and place it on his wheelchair. If there is a biometric authentication door in front, maybe this can come in handy.

There were dead people everywhere in the research center. Everyone was bleeding from the orifices, and their bodies were twisted at various weird angles. The death state was very miserable. The corridor was silent. The alarm had been manually turned off, leaving only the red warning light flashing. Morgana used Gogongdao's wheelchair to support herself, pushing her legs hard on the ground to push the wheelchair forward. The two men walked around the bodies on the ground and followed the signs on the wall.

"There must be more than just the two of us, there are others!" Morgana kept saying to Ge Gongdao, while also cheering herself up. "Come on, such a big movement can only be caused by Zhuang Xuteng. He must still be working hard!"

It was indeed Zhuang Xuteng who did it, but he wasn't working hard. The "avalanche of resentful spirits" initiated by him occurred in all places and on all occasions, and the death toll continued to rise. The white-collar worker who was overlooking the city in his office died; the CEO who drank wine and enjoyed the pleasure of ruling the world died. The city was full of people who fell to the ground and died while walking. The villages and towns were also affected later, but the situation did not change at all.

Even if you are hiding in a safe fortress, as long as more than ten execution puppets are used as security or cleaning and maintenance personnel, they will be discovered and killed by the sensory tentacles. These tentacles are capable of penetrating most walls and can also search through dirt and rocks. It can be said that unless you hide under the protection of enough thick lead plates, petroleum interlayers and reinforced concrete partitions and don't come out for several days, you can't avoid the search of the sensory tentacles.

With the computing power network as the brain, the sensing tentacles have the ability to remember and track. Once a target is determined, it will be watched at all times and never let go. Everyone died in roughly this order according to their degree of transformation, from high to low. Since the importance and fatality of installing a shadow slave device is different for each person, the speed of death is different, and the pain of death is also different. But as long as the transformation rate requirements are met, death is inevitable.

The whole world immediately fell into chaos, and the wave of death raised a huge resentment, rushing towards the atmosphere of the shadow, and the two were madly stirred together. Zhuang Xuteng could clearly feel the collision of the two energies, and felt that it was not good, because the combination of resentment and shadow energy was the basis of the magic power of the resentful spirit, wasn't it? If this created a planet-level resentful spirit, then no living person could exist.

There are still living people outside now, at least for now, people with a transformation rate below 10% have not died. Zhuang Xuteng used the resentful spirit spell to protect Liuxing and Dr. Mori to prevent them from being killed by mistake, while trying to control the huge resentment to prevent the emergence of a world-level resentful spirit. He kept giving orders to the resentment, repeatedly emphasizing the functional boundaries of the spell to avoid any autonomous evolution. At this time, people with a transformation rate of 9% also began to die.

The transformation rate... The higher the transformation rate, the lower the number of people, for example, there is only Anzu above 89%. The lower the transformation rate, the larger the total population. A 0% transformation rate represents all people aged zero to ten plus the extremely poor who have no money to upgrade themselves, accounting for at least 18% of the total population. Zhuang Xuteng's spells kept killing people, and the transformation rate kept decreasing until it basically stopped at 6%.

In addition to the collateral damage caused by the chaos, five billion people were eliminated by Zhuang Xuteng within three hours. Even the Lich Master would have to admire this efficiency. If the subsequent impact of the destruction of social, production, and transportation order is considered, the remaining people will be at least half less in a few years.

"No... the current population is too small. Unless they gather in one place in an organized manner immediately, the decay source will cover the world and people will no longer be able to get food. I... killed the whole world." Zhuang Xuteng sighed, then shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, the world will be destroyed in a hundred years anyway."

After the climax of the first wave of human deaths, the execution puppets set off a second wave and began to suffer large-scale destruction. At the same time, the concentrated use areas of shadow slave equipment, especially the concentrated areas of large-scale network and computing power equipment, also became targets due to their extremely active shadow slave energy fluctuations. This attack will eventually destroy the network, thus curbing the spread of Zhuang Xuteng's necromancy and eventually calming the world down again.

Or, let the world be dead silent.

"We have to find Anzu." Zhuang Xuteng suddenly thought of a danger: What if Anzu resurrects again? He immediately extended his sensory tentacles deep into the computing network to find targets that are still active.

No one can stop him anymore. Lanqi disease is an incurable disease. Once it breaks out, there is no turning back. It will definitely end in death. The company's monitoring power on the computing network, or any network, is in name only. Zhuang Xuteng targeted the concentrated area of ​​​​resentment, scanning one point at a time, looking for information about Anzu.

He found an abnormality in a remote corner. In that place, the resentment and shadow energy were very concentrated, and the shadow atmosphere even formed a descending vortex, which stayed in a mountainside courtyard surrounded by a glass wall. Zhuang Xuteng saw a monster, which was composed of various living implants and shadow devices. It had a swollen appearance and a staggering shape. Its twisted face made a hideous expression, and painful howls came from its throat and body. That was Anzu. It was finally not a dwarf, but a three-meter-tall spliced ​​zombie. It was crushed by resentment under Zhuang Xuteng's gaze, and turned into pieces of meat and corpse water on the ground. Then, with the help of the atmosphere of the shadow, it began to revive and self-splice again.

"It can really be resurrected. It seems that all cells must be destroyed by the disintegration effect." Zhuang Xuteng created more sensory tentacles and began to observe the surrounding terrain to determine the location here. Suddenly, he was stunned, and his heartbeat immediately jumped to more than 200.

The sensory tentacles saw Morgana and Ge Gongdao. They were trapped by the password door and could only sit down to rest because they could not get out. Zhuang Xuteng didn't understand why the two of them were still alive, but as long as they were alive, it would be fine! He also saw other people, even thousands of infants and his young self...

Then, he saw the outline of a city. Gaofeng City, he saw the election GG shining in the night sky of the city. Zhuang Xuteng shouted happily. Before the sound disappeared, he rushed out of the clinic and flew high into the sky.