Indescribable cyberpunk

"Do nonsense things like corpses falling from the sky often happen in the outer city? I've only been to the outer city a few times, and this happened to me?"

Putting the meat on the chopsticks to Feng Ling's mouth, Zhu Jue always felt that he had awakened some troublesome physique.

"I have a hunch."

Wang Dong put down his chopsticks, and the corners of his mouth twitched. They were just chatting that this might be the next location of the serial murder case, and there were corpses falling outside. They would think of it in that direction.

At this time, beside him were a large number of hot pot restaurant customers rushing out.

Human beings are like this sometimes. Even if they know that there are disgusting and scary things outside, they will still rush out to take a look while surrounded by people.

Even this glance may make them unable to eat or sleep for several days.

If they don't look at it, they will feel even more uncomfortable, probably as if a pure gold chain fell at their feet but they didn't bend down to pick it up.

"How can such a coincidence happen? It's probably someone jumping off a building or something. Can you go out and take a look?"

Zhu Jue had no interest in watching the excitement. He really didn't want the corpses among the crowd outside to affect his interest in eating hot pot.

"OK."

Without saying much, Wang Dong got up and ran outside, squeezing into the crowd. Zhu Jue did not sit still after swallowing the meat with chopsticks. He walked to the door and stopped. He did not look at the body, but turned to look at it. On the roof of the nearby building, there are only two possibilities for this body to appear on the street.

The first is that Zhu Jue jumped off the building by himself. No matter what the reason was, as long as he jumped off the building, it had nothing to do with him. It didn't matter whether he saw the body or not.

The second is that someone dumped the body. In this case, it would be better to go to the person who dumped the body than to see the body.

Nothing was seen.

Perhaps because he came out a step too late, the only special thing that could be seen around the top of the floor where the body was dropped was just a small external antenna.

Thinking about it, if someone really dumped the body, how could that person stand on the roof and watch in a dignified manner.

Wang Dong squeezed out from the crowd again and ran to Zhu Jue's side.

"We don't know whether it's good luck or bad luck today. That corpse. Come and see for yourself."

"Hey, I'm going to eat hot pot. Can you describe it to me? Wait, the bodies that were thrown down won't be the same as the ones I just showed you, right?"

Zhu Jue was right. When he got close to the crowd and looked at the people who had found the correct position, turned their heads away from the body, and took photos without slowing down at all, he didn't understand the meaning of these people surrounding here. .

Lying on the street was a mutilated corpse, not much different from the corpses in the photos, with flesh and blood hanging from the body spread out everywhere.

"Go to the location where the body was dumped just now. Maybe you can still find traces of them. Let's go!"

He turned around and went back to the hot pot restaurant to get his backpack and weapon box. The body was obviously that of a citizen who had just been victimized, which meant that Mavala and his accomplices might be nearby.

Very close!

"The body was thrown down. Why did you do this? It's scary?"

On the third floor of an apartment building on the street opposite the body, Mavala, who had just come down from the rooftop, saw Lucas standing behind the kitchen window looking at the crowd gathering below.

In the hall of the room behind them, blood covered the floor.

Mavala has become increasingly confused about some of this man's behaviors recently. If it weren't for the fact that he could learn how to control the Sand Snakes from him, Mavala would have left long ago.

"Yes, it's scary. How do you judge people's mental status?"

Lucas was holding a table knife. On the table in front of him was a cutting board with many knife marks. It must have been used for a period of time.

There is a small metal bowl next to the chopping board, which contains the thick blood, and a human palm is soaked in it.

"Hue value, Alpha can detect people's mental state, but now it is only used by the Public Security Bureau and government employees. Most ordinary people do not know this data."

"The higher the better?"

The blade was put into the steel bowl, stirred left and right, and then dropped onto the chopping board stained with blood. The tip of the knife was stroked against the chopping board, and some weird and fuzzy symbols were carved out one by one.

"No, lower is better."

"Oh, that's it. I want to try to see how far these people's hue values ​​can be improved in a short period of time. Today is just a test."

The tip of the knife pierced the center of the chopping board, and the runes surrounding the blade suddenly lit up with scarlet light. The blood next to the chopping board turned into a column of blood and merged into the various runes on the chopping board.

"You, are you a god?"

His eyes widened. For Mavala, the scene in front of him was beyond his understanding, just like seeing gravel for the first time.

"God? This may be what you call me in Dongzhou. In our place, they prefer to call me a cultist!"

Turning his face sideways, Lucas's face was suddenly covered with a layer of fog. To be precise, gray-white fog was emerging from his eyes, ear holes, nostrils, and all over his body!

Mavala backed away repeatedly, and his head began to feel pain. The hallucinations and strange whispers that he had tried so hard to suppress reappeared. His vision gradually became blurred, and the light in this homely kitchen suddenly dimmed.

In a daze, he saw a tomb that gave people infinite coldness and fear just by standing there. The cold moonlight was shrouding it, and a misty voice penetrated his ears.

"It's a pity. If we can make contact next to the real century-old tomb, we might be able to summon a more powerful guy. For the time being, this is just an appetizer."

Lucas's voice changed in the next moment. He whispered in the kitchen with a rapid, cry-like tone, and then from nowhere, another sentence with the same tone came, as if in response to him.

"What is this. What is this!"

Mavala grasped the corners of the table and chair with both hands, and the dim light of human will in his eyes was beginning to fade.

Next to the corpses placed on the street, the asphalt road suddenly bulged and cracks were distributed on it.

The crowd continued to gather around. They probably felt that today's experience was bizarre and terrifying, but with so many people around, there was definitely no danger.

They seemed to be watching the scene in front of them as a movie, but little did they know that they had already become characters in it.

Don't get me wrong, they are not the protagonists, not even supporting characters.

They are just some side characters who will die if they say they will die.

Zhu Jue, who was holding a weapon case and a bag on his back, stopped on the other side and looked back at the crowd.

"Wang Dong, I hope you brought a mental protection device."

"What?"

Wang Dong, who was walking in front, didn't understand what Zhu Jue meant.

There will be another chapter later.