The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

【.0256】: The fire-chasing moth no longer regards us as human beings!

【.1871】: So what is happening outside! Why do they do this! Aren’t we also part of the fire-chasing moth?

【.1183】: Haha, one member? Stop kidding yourself! When do they consider us one, and when do we consider them one? Haven't you got the blood of those deserters on your hands?

【.0085】: That’s because they are deserters! Is it our fault that they deserted? Wouldn't they be shot without us?

【.0036】：Enough! In the final analysis, this matter is still related to Vasak. Where did this guy die?

【.0256】: I don’t want this! We can't do this! Vassago is definitely finished! If this continues, we will all have to be buried with him!

【.1871】：Yes! And our families too! If we all die, there will be no need for those people to keep our family around!

【.1893】：We must survive! Must live! For ourselves and for our families!

【.0036】：To put it lightly! We are now unarmed and have no power to resist at all - only when the sword is in our hands, the poisonous chrysalis is the poisonous chrysalis. We are valuable in the eyes of the fire chasing moth, the coalition government and even the anti-entropy!

【.0256】：Then get the sword!

【? ? ? 】: Sorry, let me interrupt - what do you mean by sword? arms? Or power?

【.0256】：Who are you?

【.1871】：What does 伱 mean?

【.0036】：Wait! How did he get into our intranet?

【? ? ? 】:Hahaha! Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand...you won't regard me as your enemy, right? Pooh hahaha! Do you think the current Poison Chrysalis has this qualification?

【.0967】: What do you mean! Whose person are you? Lezren? Coalition government? plum? Could it be reverse entropy?

【? ? ? 】: Your imagination is really rich. who I am? Is it that important to you dying people?

【.0256】：Tch, put away your condescending manner!

【.0036】: Wait a minute, this tone...could it be Velvet?

Time seemed to have paused for a long time, and no new messages appeared in the chat room until [? ? ? 】Type a line again.

【? ? ? 】: Who am I, is it really that important? Ah, that's right, trust between people is so fragile... But for you, you just need to understand one thing - if you don't want to sit back and wait, if you want to have a chance to live, then I can help you. people.

[.0256]: To put it lightly, where do we get our weapons? Moreover, there is only one way out of Poison Chrysalis' dormitory area, and the rest is enclosed in the mountain, making it impossible to escape!

【.0036】: No, if she is really Velvet, it’s not like she can’t do it...

【? ? ? 】: Long-winded! listen! It is now 5:31 pm. If you still have a little bit of resistance and a little desire to survive, then after 7 pm, climb into the vent No. 531. There is something you want inside. , I also need something, don’t worry, I won’t forget to give you the matching instruction manual, but... for equal exchange, you also need to do me a favor, it is attached to the back of the instruction manual! Then...goodbye!

【? ? ? 】disappeared talking to himself.

There is still one hour and twenty-nine minutes left before the time it gives.

…………

"Tick-tick-tick-tick-"

Old-fashioned wall clocks always make such a sound because of the winding.

Most of the time, this sound goes unnoticed, because compared to the noisy popularity, it is not an exaggeration to describe the sound itself as "almost inaudible".

There is only one exception -

Anton stared nervously at the darkness behind the fence. The fingers of his right hand were on the trigger of the gun, and the front handguard was squeezed hard with his left hand, almost leaving deep fingerprints on it.

"Gulu..."

He swallowed uncontrollably, the voice was so clear in the dead silence.

"Tick-tick-tick-tick-"

Although he knew it was dangerous for the sentry to do this, Anton couldn't help it. He followed the clear voice and turned to look at the electronic clock on the wall.

I don’t know who designed this clock or what age it is. The sound was also deliberately recorded. When the time of the electronic wall clock increases by one second, it will make a corresponding "tick" sound.

Anton doesn't think this is a good design. To be precise, it's a little bit like a tiger - an electronic clock is an electronic clock, and a mechanical wall clock is a mechanical wall clock. Why forcefully sew them together?

But now he had to thank this design, which allowed him to perceive the flow of time clearly and effortlessly.

"3577, 3578, 3579... There are still twenty seconds left. The first hour of standing guard is about to pass... 3594, 3595, 3596, 3597, 3598, 3599!"

The screen of the electronic wall clock flickered briefly——

【19:00:00】

"Boom..."

"Xixissuosuo..."

"who!"

The strange noise overwhelmed the "tick" of the clock, and Anton immediately pointed his gun at the darkness behind the fence, although he saw nothing.

It is said that this morning, the first team and Poison Chrysalis had a bloody physical conflict in the corridor of the accommodation area. In just one hour, more than two hundred people were killed or injured. Even now, through the cold You can still smell the faint smell of blood and the pungent smell of disinfectant alcohol.

Anton did not dare to be careless. He immediately turned on the tactical flashlight on the rail. The incandescent light instantly cut through the darkness, but that was all.

The thick sea water can still block the light, and the strong light from the flashlight shines on the kilometer-long corridor. The light particles gradually disperse freely, and are soon bewitched by the thick ink-like darkness, and then engulfed bit by bit.

Wherever it illuminates, nothing happens; where it cannot illuminate, nothing happens.

"Damn! Why are there no lights in the corridor of Poison Chrysalis' accommodation area!"

Advocating darkness is the characteristic of Poison Chrysalis, but no matter how you say it, darkness will bring discomfort to people, whether it is mental or practical.

Just like now, if you can "pop" the lights in the corridor to the brightest, everything will be invisible.

"Wait! Night vision!"

Anton slapped his head, and it was impossible to see a clear image one thousand meters away with the night vision goggles that could be assigned to ordinary soldiers.

However, at least within a distance of 500 to 800 meters, the entire corridor was deserted and there was no sign of anyone.

"If I can hear the sound...it shouldn't be too far away...is it really just an auditory hallucination?"

"Anton, what happened? Why did you leave your post without permission?"

"No...nothing...there seemed to be a sound inside just now..."

"Sound? Did you notice anything unusual?"

"No...no..."

"Good on you, kid! I see you just can't stand! Just wait until the bonus is canceled this month!"

"Ah... don't, squad leader..."

The sound that had really come out in the darkness was so easily forgotten.

What now occupies Anton's mind is the resounding "tick" sound and the delicious instant noodles he had after being laid off.

…………

"Is everything resolved?"

Poison Chrysalis, who had the serial number [.0036] hanging on his shoulder, asked softly.

"Humph, there are thirteen traitors in total. The last one made some noise, but was not discovered."

The poison chrysalis shoulder mark that answered him said [.0085]

There were more people, dressed in black and wearing masks that looked like Honkaiju beasts, standing solemnly in the darkness without making a sound.

"Time is up."

【.0036】, or Poison Chrysalis No. 36 announced calmly.

They were standing under the ventilation duct opening of No. 531. As his voice fell, two poisonous pupae naturally cooperated. One stepped on the other's shoulder and opened the louvers of the vent.

He immediately rushed up and disappeared into the pipe.

The hearts of those watching below were beating violently. In the past, they might have been able to escape through the ventilation ducts, but since the defection of the First Herrscher, all ventilation ducts in Fire Chaser Moth have upgraded their security measures.

Of course, even without an upgrade, it would be difficult to escape due to the complexity of the pipelines.

"Dong dong dong——"

The walls of the pipe made a dull sound.

After a while, the person who had just gone up poked his head out again.

He put down five suitcases from the pipe. After Poison Chrysalis No. 36 took it, he opened one of them and saw twenty syringes lined up inside.

He raised his flashlight and waved it, and two other Poison Chrysalis covered him with a heavy rainproof cloth.

Under the light of the flashlight, Poison Chrysalis No. 36 saw the ∞ symbol on the syringe that was not connected together, or... the Mebius belt.

"Anti-entropic manufacturing...produced by Dr. Mebius..."

He silently read the fine print under the sign.