Charles was running anxiously in the dark tunnel. He had already adapted to this strange body and could easily hang upside down on the ceiling as if it were an instinct.
But this is not something to be happy about. Now that he is trapped in the body of this monster, it means that his body is being controlled by the monster.
I had miscalculated before. I thought I was careful enough by sending only one eye to follow and explore. However, I never expected that the other party could control my real body far away on the ship just by capturing my eyeball.
Charles is now very anxious. God knows how these monsters will use his body and what they will do to his crew members. He must rush over immediately and tell them everything that happened here.
This kind of monster has no eyes. It relies on pressing its eight hands on the ground and feeling the feedback and vibrations from the ground to know the surrounding information.
Charles, who was moving quickly, suddenly stopped, going from extremely fast to extremely quiet. He felt something coming from the front.
"Swish, swish, swish!" Extremely thin white threads connected between Charles' eight arms.
This is one of the green monster's ways of attacking. Anything cut by this silk thread will instantly break into two parts. With the extremely fast speed, it can become a sharp blade that can cut through iron like mud.
Suddenly, the shaking in front stopped. It seemed to have noticed Charles' approach. Both sides remained motionless and stood still for a while.
The other party has time to wait, but Charles doesn't. The people outside must be stepping into the trap step by step under the leadership of the fake Charles.
He slowly raised his three right arms and stretched them to the right, slowly moving his body from the ceiling of the tunnel to below.
When he reached the ground and saw that the opponent still had no reaction, he immediately controlled his eight legs and exerted force instantly, running forward.
"Knock, knock, knock~" A series of knocking sounds made Charles stop. It was the sound of the other person writing something on the wall with his fingers.
This monster's sense of touch and hearing were extremely terrifying. Charles could even hear where each stroke was directed and how much force was used.
The information on the voices pieced together, and gradually a set of Earthsea languages emerged in Charles' mind. "Where are you going? Who are you?"
Obviously, the other party is also one of the humans whose bodies were swapped.
"There's no time to waste. Where are the others? Tell them to come over so we can stop them together."
"We must not let those things exchange bodies with other people. If they also fall, then before the sea water floods the earth and the sea, I'm afraid that mankind will perish prematurely!"
"They can't be destroyed. 1189-1 flooded the Earthsea twice before, but they were eventually dealt with. There are things in the sea that can restrain them."
1189-1? This peculiar naming method immediately let Charles know the other party's identity. "Are you a member of the Foundation? What is your position in the Foundation?"
"Shouldn't you answer your own name before asking for someone else's name? Especially when talking to a woman."
Charles really couldn't understand why the other party was not in a hurry at all in such a critical situation.
"Talk while walking, hurry up, my name is Charles, you should recognize me when you hear my name." After writing, Charles ran wildly into the distance.
The other party quickly caught up, and judging by the frequency of his ground feedback, he obviously had the same body as her, the one she referred to as 1189-1.
"Charles? I don't know him. I'm usually another group of people who interact with you outsiders. You can call me T." The man ran on six legs while using his other hands to poke and draw on the ground as he quickly passed by.
T behind quickly rushed to Charles' side and ran side by side with him.
"You may have misunderstood. First of all, I want to correct you. The body we are using now is not 1189-1. They have changed bodies many times. Only by exchanging bodies can they reproduce."
"Secondly, you are right. We cannot let them spread any further, otherwise it will disrupt our plans."
"What plan? Has your foundation found the darkness? How far have you progressed?"
Hearing Charles' words, T immediately became alert. "According to Protocol No. 3, I can't tell you. You don't have to trick me."
"You're still hiding it at this time? Are you out of your mind?!"
"Even if I die in the next second, I can't tell you that a deal is a deal."
Charles originally wanted to say something to her, but the space in front of him suddenly became clear, and the black hole that Locke had come down from before was right above him.
When Charles climbed out of the cave and didn't feel any shaking sounds around him, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they didn't come over.
"I can't just look for them directly. If they stagger past each other, it will be a big trouble. I have to wait for them here."
When Charles thought of this, he lay down and buried his thin body in the white dandelions.
"Very interesting. Even though your body has turned into this monster, you are not panicking at all. Instead, you are more worried about others. If you were in the Foundation, you would be a qualified mobile task force member." T also crawled down beside Charles.
Feeling the trembling around him, Charles thought for a few seconds and then said, "Since you can't talk about the foundation, let's talk about other things we can talk about. Where did the others go? What about the other people whose bodies were swapped?"
Charles is now trying his best to find all the clues about this matter.
"They have already come up when they heard someone coming. I'm sure they and your people will encounter each other sooner, but that's no use."
"No use? Why?"
"Because what they considered, 1189-1 also considered. I've read their data. Their average IQ is 121, far exceeding the average human level. There's a high probability that they'll suffer many casualties."
Charles was very dissatisfied with the other party's calm tone. "Aren't you self-righteous guys human? You knew they would fail, so you just watched them die?"
"I tried to persuade them but it was no use. They don't trust me. And I have already sent the coordinates of the crash through the intracranial chip. If I wait for a while, the Foundation will send someone to pick me up and deal with all the 1189-1 here."
"Whoosh~" A strong light swept across the dandelions above Charles, and the sound of humans talking in the distance reached Charles' ears. They were coming.
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