In an instant, the countless filamentous vines on the continent stopped in unison, and neatly covered themselves with a thick siliconized shell according to the black-haired boy's instructions.
Those soldiers and commanders who were waiting in battle were stunned as they watched the countless black tentacles writhing and eating in front of them, and they stopped in an instant! The surface glowed with a porcelain-like luster, standing there quietly, like tens of thousands of black statues.
The presidents of the federations of various countries were dumbfounded when they saw this scene on the big screen! He could only embarrassedly stop his impassioned countdown, then cleared his throat and ordered:
"All attacks are suspended, and scientific and technological personnel from various countries will first investigate the current situation... um, do some research..."
So scientists from various countries approached the nearest 'black statue' carefully. Start studying the coat that popped up on them.
And the filaments let the scientists bang on themselves without any movement. Pretend that I can't feel anything, we are just a group of simple stone statues~
The more than 600 million soldiers who are ready to go are neither going nor staying at this time. They could only temporarily withdraw from the junkyard carrying flamethrowers and laser guns, and assembled at the periphery, ready to be called at any time.
after an hour
Thousands of top scientists around the world reached a consensus after discussions with each other:
For some unknown reason, these alien black nematodes have entered a state of deep dormancy. In this dormant state, they don't seem to need to consume energy or exchange material with the outside world. And now their epidermis is composed of some kind of silicide, which does not have any life characteristics. However, this siliconized shell is extremely resistant to blows and high temperatures!
All in all, the scientists unanimously stated that they are not in favor of any attack on the dormant black nematodes now, because it is likely to activate them again!
On the contrary, black nematodes are completely harmless to humans in this silicified state.
As a result, the leaders of the countries and the officials of the federations were divided into two factions with very different attitudes:
The conservative side said: The troops should be withdrawn now to prevent the black worms from being reactivated by some inadvertent actions of those soldiers. For the next ten hours, we should work hard to maintain this peaceful situation and wait for the SSS-level savior of the Salvation Alliance to arrive!
The radical side retorts: We have absolutely no idea what causes black worms to go dormant. They can all go dormant in a second, and probably all activate in a second! The timing of their dormancy is too coincidental, maybe this is the conspiracy of the black nematodes! Hibernation is used to confuse us and deliberately make us withdraw! (A certain alien nodded, you are the truth.) So we must not fall into their trap!
The two factions quarreled endlessly, and the quarrel in the national federation was dark and dark.
As a result, the more than 6 million soldiers who could not get the exact order could only be on standby all night, surrounded by countless strangely shaped black sculptures...
The next morning, in the hotel.
After a certain alien got up, he slowly ate his breakfast, and reached for the stack of CDs of literary and artistic movies.
The system that accompanied the host for a day and two nights finally felt a little guilty, and asked weakly in the black-haired boy's mind:
"Master, we are playing like this... Isn't it good? Why don't we start the mission?"
Black-haired boy: "Well, I only watched 2 hours of movies today, and we won't watch it until 9 o'clock."
System 2d14 happily asked: "And then start to contact the local government department?"
The black-haired boy: "No, I'm just worried that it will be very noisy outside at that time, and it will spoil the mood of the movie."
System 2d14: "Huh?"
8:30, by the sea.
Countless black silks who have completed the task of cleaning the seabed flocked to the entrance of the silicified shells of the black vines extending from the mainland, and quickly rushed inland along the silicified pipes.
And the black silk aborigines in the siliconized shell that were originally doing the tasks on the ground instantly compressed their volume to a quarter of the original size to make room for the reinforcements.
8:59
There are no traces of black silk in the vast ocean. The turbid sea water has now become extremely clear, and tens of billions of tons of various garbage have disappeared. The sea surface reflects blue Yingying under the sunlight. wave light.
Tick tock, exactly 9 o'clock!
Hundreds of millions of black statues on the mainland replaced their siliconized shells in an instant, and their volume was four or five times larger than before! Then it started running like crazy!
"Assemble! Assembly! Level 1 alert!"
Those soldiers who had stayed up all night and had dark circles hurriedly rushed to their main position, the garbage dump, in full armor under the command of the leader. Two minutes later, they were horrified to find that the black vines had long disappeared in the garbage dump. The figure, replaced by countless huge black vesicles! Every black bulge devoured a mountain of garbage, and those big and small black bulges kept squirming and seemed to be chewing food! Seeing such a scene, even the commanders felt their scalp tingle, and many soldiers with intensive phobia vomited on the spot...
What they didn't see was: in the city, the black silk originally attached to the streets and alleys rushed towards the center of the city. In the gap between the most prosperous high-rise buildings in the city, a super-large vine with a thickness of more than ten meters gathered together, and then rose from the ground like a magic pea vine in a fairy tale, and rushed straight to the sky! Then it disappeared into the thick smog over the city.
After rising to a suitable height, the black vines exploded like fireworks, and countless filaments probed into the surrounding sky, merging with the dense black particles in the haze.
People in the nearby skyscrapers just feel like hell! They were originally crowded on the upper floors in order to avoid the black nematodes on the ground, and they all fled down the stairs, and a few frantically tried to squeeze into the elevator parked on their own floor!
However, the first group of people who rushed downstairs to the first floor found desperately that the surrounding of the building had been crowded with black vines swarming from the street! Layers of layers flooded the bottom of the building like a quagmire. The glass exterior wall of the first floor of the skyscraper could not even see through a trace of light, and it was as dark as night!
Therefore, the people trapped in the building can only take out their mobile phones, take pictures of their terrifying situations, and post them on the Internet or government websites to try to ask for help...
At this time, the National Federation
The big screen is constantly playing, and citizens of cities around the world shoot videos of the giant vines rising from the center of the city.
"A total of 5162 places of this phenomenon have been found in the whole continent..."
"According to satellite data, the highest black vines can reach 11,000 kilometers..."
The radical officials shouted: This is the cunning black nematodes sending signals to outer space! Tell their accomplices that our planet is under complete control at this time, and more aliens may be summoned to invade our home! We must not let them succeed! (A certain alien: I just went to the sky to pick up those granular brothers who have cleaned up the atmosphere... )
Conservative officials are powerless to refute this, nor to come up with a better explanation for this horrific and bizarre phenomenon. So the radical officials won a landslide victory in the National Federation! They issued orders to the whole army at once:
"Assemble the entire army immediately! Hurry to the city center and destroy those giant vines at all costs!"
When the commanders on the spot at the junkyard were riding a tiger and wondering if they should order an attack on the large vesicles in the junkyard, they received an order from their superiors at the same time, so the commanders brought those who were sluggish due to lack of sleep and nausea and vomiting. The soldiers quickly rushed to the city center.
By the time they reached the giant magic pea vine dozens of meters away, they were already unable to move an inch, and were blocked by the half-human-thick layer of wriggling black roots on the street. So the commanders acted decisively and ordered their soldiers to set up quantum cannons to shoot at the black trunk between the buildings!
Boom!
The cannonball hit the main trunk of the black vine with a huge impact force, and instantly exploded a gap of several meters in the branch! Black juice splashed all around, smearing the faces of the soldiers standing in the first few rows. Then those soldiers were horrified to discover that the thick black liquids all over their bodies seemed to be alive, quickly squirming and gathering on their bodies! Those soldiers jumped up wildly, trying to get rid of the black juice! After the black silks that were blown into flatworms fell to the ground, they continued to wriggle and joined the black roots on the ground...
And the gap on the trunk has long been filled by the black silks swarming up perfectly!
Keep attacking! Commanders ordered.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of artillery shelling continued to sound in various cities.
At the same time, accompanied by the roar from the window, a certain alien was calmly sipping a glass of red wine. (What's the hurry? It won't blow up anyway)
System 2d14 listened to the hustle and bustle outside the window, and asked a little scared: "Master! What's going on outside? Shall we ask someone in the hotel?"
"Actually, I don't have any superpowers at all." The black-haired boy ignored the question of the system and said instead.
System 2d14: "Huh? But I checked!"
The black-haired boy: "The accuracy of your detection needs to be improved. Although I don't have any abilities, I have some other abilities."
System 2d14 asked excitedly: "What is it, the host?"
Hearing this, the black-haired boy smiled and put down the wine glass in his hand.
Then he strolled to the floor-to-ceiling window, stretched out his hand, opened the blackout curtains that had not been moved for two days, and stared directly at the purgatory-like scene outside the window, and said to the system:
"See for yourself."