How the Zergs were Made

Chapter 369: Continuous Rain

In the rainy weather, the rain fell from the sky and dripped on the upper ground. The Serin people in every household put away the clothes to dry, and took out the pots and pans to catch the rain from the sky.

The raindrops fall into these containers, making a jingle and crisp sound. This is the music that only belongs to the upper layer, and like the stars, the beautiful scenery that only belongs to the upper layer can only be seen.

Of course, the ordinary Serene people at the top did this not because they were so artistic, but this group of unscrupulous people did not have that kind of self-cultivation, it was just a way of frugality.

The rainwater from the sky is not counted in the water bill, so it can save a sum of water bills, and even some frugal families do not have to pay water bills.

The fundamental reason driving the upper-class Celine people to jointly shape such a pleasant environment is that they are only poor.

People in Serin don’t like to go out on such a rainy day, because they may get sick in the rain, and it costs money to get sick. For families that are not very rich, this is a heavy burden. Even if people in some families die of illness, they don’t want to go out. Go to the hospital for treatment.

But there are always some people who are accidents.

Two athletic Serenes in raincoats walked between the buildings on the upper floors. Their steps were light and their eyes were as sharp as falcons.

The rain reduced the visibility, coupled with the two people's walking route and the layout of the surrounding buildings, if they didn't know their existence in advance and actively searched, it would be more difficult to notice them.

Two Serenes meet at the same target. It is a Serene wearing retro costumes. If a Serene who is obsessed with court dramas sees it, he will definitely recognize that the other party is wearing a royal robe.

The target person in the imperial robe didn't seem to notice that there were two stalkers behind him. He was still walking leisurely in the rain. The rain fell on him and wet his imperial robe.

But what is more strange is that this person does not look embarrassed under the rain, and his extraordinary temperament has not changed in the slightest.

The Serene walked into the corner of an alley, and two stalkers hurried after him.

Then the two stalkers were stunned, because the target person they were following just disappeared out of thin air, and this corner was a dead end.

"What happened? Why did he disappear? Just disappeared out of thin air."

One of the stalkers muttered in a daze as if he couldn't accept such a thing, but the other stalker was used to it.

"Those weird guys can escape in any way, even if they move instantly, it's nothing strange, I'm used to it."

"But... In this way, what should we do with our arrest mission?"

Yes, if the mission target disappears, in a sense, they are lost and the mission is declared a failure.

This is not a good thing for soldiers who want to be promoted. It means that there will be an extra mission failure in their mission file.

The stalker's companion comforted.

"It doesn't matter, the upper echelons won't embarrass us. The other party is the head of the Pilgrim Organization, and his ability can crush ordinary contractors. It's understandable that he can't catch it..."

"Oh—it's excusable, what a wonderful excuse, it sounds like your head of state is really too tolerant. If you are on my side, the end of the mission failure may be reduced to bait."

As soon as the companion's voice fell, he heard such a strange sentence joining in.

Well-trained, they naturally reacted quickly, and immediately followed the source of the sound to see the mission target they wanted to track.

At this time, the Serene in the royal robe is gradually changing from virtual to real, just like a three-dimensional projection is gradually taking shape.

But this is an entity, not a virtual image, and the two stalkers can recognize it, because when the rainwater dripped on each other, it bounced off consciously.

"It's the target!"

The more impatient stalker rushed forward, and he was going to inflict heavy damage on the target before it was fully revealed.

He didn't carry a weapon, but that didn't matter. The body could also be used as a weapon. As long as he was familiar with the vulnerable parts of the Serene's body, he could achieve a one-shot kill effect.

His speed is very fast. Although he doesn't have the bonus of power armor, his reaction nerves still exist. This kind of nerve reaction speed has a world of difference compared with ordinary Serenes. He knows how to make air resistance smaller and more efficient. Quickly reach and kill the enemy.

Of course, there is a premise for all this - the other party is a Serin, not a monster.

"Don't be so impatient..."

The leader said very plainly, and turned his eyes to the stalker who was about to touch him, followed by a sudden heavy blow, and in the blink of an eye, the stalker who hit him flew sideways, a huge The power made the whole person completely embedded in the wall.

The bones of the whole body are shattered and broken, and the force of embedding a person into the wall is greater than the force produced by two trucks colliding with each other at high speed. Rather, he is already a stalker before he becomes minced meat The body structure is strong enough.

But that's about it.

"cough!"

His life came to an end as the stalker spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't want to kill you all at once, I can only blame you for being too fragile."

The leader of the pilgrims said so, but he didn't show any apology in his expression. He looked away from the dead man and asked another follower who was still in place.

"I heard that the people who captured me were the most elite troops in the military. Could it be that you are as fragile as microbes without power armor? Is it embarrassing to be called the most elite?"

Even when he saw his companion's death, the stalker didn't have the idea of ​​running away or begging for mercy. He prepared himself to bear the blow, even if he knew that doing so would be useless.

The leader's sarcasm, the stalker retaliates.

"Even if you kill me now, it won't change anything. Someone will take my place and continue to arrest you. We have an endless stream of people. There won't be a place for a guy like you in Serene."

"The last batch of people who were killed said the same thing, and then they died, what's the point? Even if there are others to complete it, people will only remember those who completed it. You no longer exist and will be forgotten. Wives and children will reorganize new families, property will be divided up, and in the end there will not even be a person to visit your grave, and when the urban area is re-planned, you will no longer even have a place for your own grave."

"When a person dies, nothing is left."

The stance of bearing the impact was useless, the leader just raised his hand and held it falsely, and the stalker was completely pressed against the wall by the terrifying force, completely losing the ability to move.

It is as easy as catching an ant with human hands, no matter how the ant struggles, it is useless and futile.