Cen Jin's legs were soft and he wanted to kneel a little.
He finally knew what Ding Paiqing meant when he said 'we will see you soon' when he was parting.
Ding Yiqing knew about the corpse riot outside the reservoir, but he didn't say anything.
Cen Jin observed on the spot for about ten seconds, and vaguely heard a terrifying roar from the bottom of the lake, and the group of corpses was not crawling fast, so it was concluded that there were high-level foreign objects at the bottom of the lake controlling the dead.
The number of dead corpses is huge, there is a steady stream, and the marching room is neat and orderly, like a trained undead army, fierce and brutal, but can't be killed. If you attack Xinhai City, the city's defense line will not last long, and there are still 10 million people in the city. .
However, there are still examiners in the Sihai Grottoes, so they should have reported the current situation, and the officials and institutions will take corresponding measures. Moreover, the speed of dead bodies is slow and the shortcomings are obvious. Maybe the situation is not as serious as he imagined.
Cen Jin hurriedly turned around and ran for about ten minutes. He looked back at the situation on a whim, and suddenly stopped. After ten seconds of observation, he showed an ugly face, because he found that the speed of this group of corpses had increased!
At first, it crawled slowly, and then the crawling speed was the same as the adult walking speed, and within the time he observed, the crawling speed of the first corpse that floated ashore was the same as the adult running speed, and it was even increasing!
I don't know their speed limit at the moment, but when I think of the white shadow, which is also a crawling foreign body, its speed is comparable to that of a leopard, so I can guess that the speed of the dead body is definitely only high or not low, which means that the disadvantage he thinks is actually the advantage of the dead body. .
Suddenly a dead corpse raised its head and faced Cen Jin's direction, stared straight at it for a while, roared suddenly and ran towards it, together with a dozen corpses around him.
"Gan."
Cen Jin reacted quickly and ran away quickly. Originally, he kept a distance of 200 meters from the corpse, but the running speed of the group of corpses increased and gradually approached. In just a few dozen seconds, the distance between the two sides was shortened by 100 meters. Sooner or later.
Before, there were foreign objects all around him, and he could use his eloquence to turn foreign objects against them, and let them deal with foreign objects, but now he has no skills except for two knives and one injury, let alone other advanced equipment.
If caught by a corpse, he would rather give himself a knife than be torn apart alive.
At the same time, a rush of air defense alarms sounded throughout Xinhai City. The official grass-roots level air defense exercise was used as an excuse to go door-to-door to inform villages and townspeople close to the Sihai Grottoes to evacuate. The roads around the Sihai Grottoes were uniformly blocked. It's blocked up.
Around 3:00 p.m., the sun was shining, residents of a certain community were broadcasting live indoors, and suddenly dozens of heavy military trucks were driving on the road not far away. It's normal, I practice regularly, but I haven't had this battle before... Look at the heavy truck shed in the middle, which is tightly covered, will there be new missiles inside?"
"Look, there are still military helicopters in the sky. The air defense siren sounded more than a dozen times in the city an hour ago. Is there going to be a war?"
Then a phone call came in: "Hello comrade, we are the Xinhaicheng Internet Police. Regarding the content of your online live broadcast involving military secrets, it has been deleted. Please cooperate with the police..."
Several strongholds in the Sihai Grottoes, which are easy to defend and difficult to attack, were occupied by the army, and a modern military combat system was quickly set up. Ground-to-ground missiles were set up, aiming at the direction of the mountains and lakes that had been covered with corpses, and they were ready to launch the missiles. The command.
At this time, the observers who have been evacuated from the open space to the safe area with all the surviving examiners and candidates temporarily became the on-site observers of the institution, and participated in the data analysis team of the large army, providing the most intuitive and accurate data analysis department for the institution far away in the capital. field data.
"It has established real-time screen synchronous playback and real-time data synchronous transmission, aerial photography at 500 meters high and 600 meters away from underground reservoirs. The monitoring mental pollution index is as high as 710, which is steadily rising. It is estimated that the spirit will be ushered in 30 minutes later. Pollution outbreak."
"A total of eight people in the ghost car special attack team are still in the underground river, and no trace of it has been monitored. There is also an examiner and a candidate missing in the warning area of the hut in the forest, and no trace of him has been monitored. Shichahai, the dean of the University of Michigan, is preventing and controlling groundwater. The mental pollution of the library makes it impossible to accurately locate its traces.”
"It is recommended to hold the line of defense within 30 minutes and strictly control the corpses from stepping out of the Sihai Grottoes. After 30 minutes, withdraw to the safe area and execute indiscriminate killing of all living and dead objects that step out of the Sihai Grottoes!"
After the official and agency negotiation, the response method was sent to the wireless headset, and the observer was stunned. The director, the special attack team, the examiner, and the yellow-haired candidate are still in the Sihai Cave. If they cannot leave before the outbreak of mental pollution Whether it is contaminated or not, it will be mercilessly killed.
There is no way, the human beings who can survive the outbreak of high-risk mental pollution will definitely mutate.
Although brutal, the decision was right.
…
The deep lake and the underground reservoir are constantly pouring out corpses. The eight-person special attack team is well equipped, and each has at least one extraordinary technique. The Shichahai in the deep lake is also an extraordinary technique. and the examiner Zhou Man is far away from the deep lake and reservoir, so the current life safety of the three parties is guaranteed.
Except Cen Jin.
Cen Jin ran all the way, didn't notice the obstacles under his feet and rolled down the slope. He fell to the ground and bloodshed, and was chased by the dead body. With a backhand knife, he chopped off half of the forehead of the dead body, and rolled on the spot to hide. In the past, but soon overwhelmed by the corpse, the endless terror flooded his soul like a tidal wave.
At this moment, a strong wind swept past, slicing the corpse that grabbed his right hand into two pieces.
The other corpses backed away immediately, opening a path like Moses splitting the sea, out of which a boy of four or five years old walked.
The boy was wearing an ancient-style robe, and if he didn't look at his skinless face and the deadness and malice exuding from his body, his appearance was quite cute.
Cen Jin's heart is beating wildly, this boy looks normal than Qitong, but he is more terrifying than him. It's not from visual intimidation but from mental oppression, just like staying in an empty house that he hasn't lived in for decades. Inexplicable fear.
This is the high-level weirdness of manipulating corpses
It should have reason and emotion. Even if it shows malice to humans, it is emotion. He can treat this strange creature as a highly intelligent creature, and maybe try to communicate and negotiate.
"Hi, hello... ugh!"
As soon as Cen Jin opened his mouth, Senior Weird jumped in front of him and grabbed his neck, looked at him, and clearly saw the endless malice and contempt in Weird's eyes, and his confused mind instantly sobered up.
In the eyes of high intelligence and high risk, humans are like ants. Ants try to negotiate with humans to pray for peace. Some find it interesting to meet their requirements, while some hate black ants and use various methods to kill them, and this one belongs to the latter. .
The slight difference is that he is not an ant in this strange eye, but food.
What an honor, the species level is soaring on a rocket.
Cen Jin was still in the mood for desertion at this time, and then his fingers were forcibly separated, the bone cutter fell and was controlled by an invisible force, and the acceleration slashed towards his arm.
Seeing that he was about to be cut into sashimi, Cen Jin gritted his teeth: "Dogs surround me, demons surround me, they pricked my hands, my feet, my gods, please come and help me."
Nothing happened, nothing happened.
The Bible doesn't work anymore? Gan! At this time, Ding Baiqing is still picking!
The process of chopping the bone knife is like playing in slow motion. Cen Jin is so anxious that he sweats, and the scriptures of the Taoist congratulatory movie line in the Bible roar out in a mess: "All great gods, have mercy and be merciful... Those who are fighting against me, please join them. Fight, take up your sturdy shield and help me protect me... North Lagan you—"
He was so anxious that he burst into foul language, and suddenly his mind flashed: "Saint, believe in the grace of God, and give me the power to capture the enemy's head!"
As soon as the voice fell, time stood still, the sharp bone cutter was less than half a centimeter from the arm, the dead body and the high-risk strange image were pressed the pause button, a blood-red hut suddenly appeared in front of him, Ding Baiqing looked at him from the porch.
"… "
Sure enough, the point is the word 'saint'
"Haha..." Cen Jin panted, holding the chopper in his backhand and slashing at the boy but went straight through its body, "Sure enough."
Extraordinary techniques such as space projection are not static.
Ding Yiqing: "Have you agreed to the exchange?"
Cen Jin shook his head: "Shendao pillars have records about underground reservoirs, at least since the Han Dynasty, and you have existed since the Han Dynasty. The folklore about Huangquan Hell has not been broken since the Spring and Autumn Period, which shows that you are at least a world-extinguishing strange, popular point of view. In other words, you are a god, Huangquan, Yama, Ksitigarbha... All in all, you are the gods in every Huangquan-related folklore.
From the frequent occurrence of visions until now, it can be seen that foreign objects hate human beings, gods despise human beings, and have the power to easily destroy human society, but you did not kill me. What the first believer, passionate confession and sincerity move you, children despise this excuse. It's not that the four sea caves are stable but you can't wake up, it's not because of my prayers but you can't kill me because you—
can not go out. "
Ding Yiqing looked at him quietly, and applauded after a while: "Continue."
"I'm not speaking... Forget it, let's get down to business, you need to use my body to escape from the underground reservoir, it may be to steal the house, or it may be to manipulate me to do other things. In any case, the gods escaping from the cage is not good for human beings. "
"Still refuse?" Ding Baiqing whispered: "You will be torn into sashimi and eaten."
"I'm afraid of death, but I don't want to be a sinner who destroys the world."
Cen Jin had a bitter face, otherwise why would he confess to the gods desperately? Don't you just want to use him to temporarily hold the foreign object in order to find a chance to escape
As a result, Ding Baiqing was ashamed of his scheming, and did not give any chance to take advantage of it.
Ding Baiqing: "I don't hate humans. On the contrary, the objects I want to hunt are gods."
Ding Yiqing's extremely gorgeous face was full of sincerity even if he didn't show any expression, when he stared at him, Cen Jin's heart moved: "I wish your dreams come true."
Friendly rejection.
Ding Baiqing sighed: "Force me to buy and sell."
"What... uh!"
Cen Jin's pupils tightened, his limbs stiffened, and Ding Baiqing suddenly flashed in front of him and inserted his hand into his forehead, again from a 360-degree panoramic view of the onlookers' brain being messed with.
Ding Yiqing fiddled with it and said in a low voice, "Do you know that the human brain has other undeveloped senses besides the five senses? The sixth sense, extrasensory perception, the seventh and eighth senses of time and space, the human brain has a sense of time and space. Concepts are out of control, trying to train extrasensory perception with little success.
For thousands of years, human beings have been working on ways to acquire the three senses, physical and immortal techniques, and herbal alchemy exercises. It was not until the first craniotomy that it was discovered that the development of the brain might stimulate the three senses. This idea has not gone wrong, but unfortunately, human technology is far from enough to support their huge but extremely fragile brains.
So they found the gods and obtained the opportunity to stimulate the brain in an equivalent exchange.
Some people see through it, some people can enhance their abilities, some people can fly like birds... Humans systematically call them 'extraordinary arts'. "
So Ding Yiqing forcibly transformed his brain and seized his body? Cen Jin thought confused.
"Trial version novice gift package, free gift, welcome to repurchase."
The author has something to say: Cen Jin (exasperated): Gan you—(expletive)
What Qingqing heard, Gan you saint!
Qingqing: Okay, here we come.
'The dogs are around me, the devils are around me, they pricked my hands and my feet, my lord, come and help me': Bible.
'All great gods, be merciful and merciful': Taoist prayers.
'Whoever fights against me, fight against them, take up a strong shield and help me protect me': Bible.
'O saint, believe in the grace of God, and give me the power to seize the head of the enemy! ': The Bible, the original sentence is 'O saints, believe in the grace of the Lord, grant me the power to destroy the enemy. '
To the north: 'crying dad', which means mourning. foul language.
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