Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 217 Malice
Baisu thought that he was still thinking about human beings to some extent——for human brains.

Thinking of the group of viewers in his live broadcast room who were very fond of the white dog, he reluctantly wrapped the camera and held it behind him.

The impenetrable white catkins cover the camera layer by layer, blocking the lens and isolating the sound at the same time.

The impression of the live broadcast room is no longer in Baixu's consideration. His eyes are now full of the narrow passage leading to an unknown place in front of him.

Speaking of fishy smell.

Baisu pinched his nose.

The smell was a bit familiar, thinking of some not-so-good memories, Baisu's expression was instantly filled with disgust.

The rough channel made of cement has exposed wires, and a light bulb hangs far away to illuminate the way.

Baisu walked forward, and the passage without forks soon came to the end, and there was a door at the end.

The door opened a crack, as if inviting someone in.

Baisu accepted the invitation, and a slender white hand formed a hand, pressed against the door and pushed forward.

The door was pushed open, and the air gushing from inside brought a stench again, making Baisu's face wrinkled.

His face was almost squeezed into one piece.

The facial features of human beings can't do it, but the facial features of monsters can.

Baisu pursed her lips, forced her facial features back to where they should be, and then walked in.

The huge basement was covered with dried blood, and deep and shallow marks extended along the ground in front of the soles of the feet, receding to the center of the basement.

Rather than saying it's a retreat, it's better to say that someone crawled out of the basement in the past, leaving such a trace.

But this is not the point, the point is the people and things in the basement.

The human being, whose appearance was so ordinary that he couldn't find it if thrown into the crowd, stood there, standing on the edge of the red arc.

"It's you." Baisu narrowed his black eyes slightly, "You are the one who talked to me this afternoon."

The human, who was so ordinary that he couldn't even remember it at the second glance, nodded, with a dull smile on his face.

The smile was stiff, as if he had just learned how to smile.

The human beings who looked like individuals in the afternoon didn't have much living breath at this time, and with the smelly package around them, it's no wonder that Baisu didn't smell it upstairs.

Baisu's gaze left the silent human, and landed on the ground surrounded by red circles behind him, and on the computer thrown further away.

The computer was neatly placed there, with a table underneath.

The screen is still the picture of the live broadcast room, and the black screen truthfully feeds back the shot tightly blocked by Baisu.

"Sure enough, you moved it away." Baisu looked away, and after a while, the human with a stiff smile still didn't speak, "You, can't talk anymore?"

White spread dangerously from under his feet and started heading towards the center of the basement.

It doesn't matter whether the person in front of him can communicate with him, as long as he demolishes this basement.

Remove the red stacked rings, throw out ordinary-looking humans, and take out the computer that cannot be turned off, and leave this stinking place for a good meal.

Baisu's idea was about to be put into action when the human finally moved.

He took a step to the side and stood upright on the only path that Baixu had to pass.

The human put away his smile, his dull eyes moved a little bit, his eyeballs turned up and down, left and right a few times, he was observing.

After a few seconds, the human took out a mobile phone from his bosom, and it was still connected automatically, and the voice of the mother of the "Human Baisu" that he had just heard came from inside.

This time, the irrelevant plainness on Baisu's face was fully seen by humans.

Therefore, the human being took the initiative to hang up the call from the ghost.

Then, a group of red figures rose from the magic circle behind him, like gel, and twisted to reveal a detailed outline.

It was the face of a middle-aged woman, about 40 to [-] years old.

Without being reminded, Baisu realized that this was the face of the original human mother.

It's so strange, even though the original human family didn't have many photos, the person in front of him can be reproduced so realistically.

Baisu still didn't show a moving expression, so the gel dispersed.

"Are you... are you Baisu?" The human seemed to be thinking about an unanswerable question, "It doesn't seem to be exactly."

How can ordinary people have such inexplicable power? The appearance can be imitated, and the memory can also be inherited.

Moreover, Baisu's attitude towards his parents has completely changed now.

Twice using the other party's parents as a test, the first time Baisu replied that he hadn't seen it, the second time when he received a call he simply asked back, and the third time he saw Baisu's real reaction.

The obsidian eyes showed no emotion.

If it's pretending, then the acting skills are really too high.

At first, they considered whether it was the impact of [——] failure, but after seeing the scene in front of them, humans felt that this possibility needs to be verified.

What is certain is that the people who are Baisu in the biological sense have been changed in some way.

No matter what, let's spread the news first, and send some more people over.

It's a little bad... The information he received didn't say that "Baisu" has very difficult information, isn't it immune to mental attacks?Why is the information in any aspect unreliable!
The human with an ordinary face started to back up, and the soles of his back feet touched the red graffiti on the ground. When he was about to take another step back, he found that he couldn't move his feet no matter what.

what happened?

When the human lowered his head, he found that his heel was stuck to a piece of sticky white.

In just a few moments of human thinking, white had already covered the open space in front of him, and then stopped, at most his feet were wrapped and fixed to death.

Perhaps out of disgust, Bai Xu dragged the person outward a little bit, away from the red arc that was annoying to look at.

He couldn't move his legs, and his head suddenly felt something lifted up, and the fine white catkins hung down like spider silk, almost reaching the top of the human head.

Baisu, who couldn't walk on the ground, decided to change his way.

Anyway, except for the part smeared by the red arc, it is almost covered by white flakes.

"You—" The human lost his voice, and this development exceeded his expectations.

Human beings will always think of some messy things, and then they will die of talking too much.

Baisu walked on the soft ground, the soles of his feet did not make any sound when they touched the white catkins.

He still holds the ball around the camera behind him, but it won't be needed anytime soon.

Before that... Baisu stopped in front of the humans.

Originally, they wanted to meet face to face, but after getting closer, Baisu felt that the smell of human beings was not very pleasant, so he moved a little further away.

Compared with the red beach behind, it is much better. I can touch it, but I don't really want to touch it further.

In this case, the solution I just thought of can only be given up.

"Method……?"

"Ah, did I just say it out loud?" Baisu tilted her head, "Don't worry, everyone is going to die, I just asked you to die in another way."

Baisu originally wanted to use the method of killing the monk, and that operation could still obtain a lot of human memory, but now, he decided to be simple and rude.

He is a little curious about why humans are obsessed with him, and the relationship between "him" and "parents".

However, the distaste for the stench eventually outweighed the interest.

"You are not on the list of the human team this time."

"If that's the case—I'm not going to be polite."

The black-haired youth laughed maliciously.

　Company team building that takes up off-duty time is bad civilization (lie down)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)