Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 228 Black Slime Parading the Streets
"Is there a way to capture all the irregular lifeforms without showing any hostility?"

This unimaginably tricky question almost stunned Steve, who was busy making arrangements.

"Perhaps this is the only possible peaceful solution?"

Terry spread his hands.

Steve, wearing the iconic five-pointed star helmet, closed his eyes and thought for a few seconds, then shook his head helplessly.

Although the meaning of Captain America has been whitewashed in various lofty places in museums, Steve, who has experienced the war, also gave a very realistic answer.

"As long as some human beings define those dark things as monsters at first glance, there will never be such a possibility. Did you just say that any individual with a powerful mutation will have the ability to continuously split into daughter bodies?"

"It's just a possibility. I don't know if that guy learned the skill of lying from Peter and me."

After Captain America was silent for a moment, he regained his energy, shook his head and sighed.

"If it is true, then prepare to fight a protracted racial war. Either one side will be destroyed, or both sides will begin to coexist out of interest after a long time. There is no other answer."

Several cars were passing by at high speed, crushing the small black ball that accidentally jumped into the middle of the road, causing black slurry to splash everywhere.

Compared with the out-of-place aura of old age before, Captain America is now truly 'alive'.

He straightened his expression and prepared to carry out a new mission.

However, this stupid creature just slowly gathered its body. They don't understand what a car is, and they probably don't have a brain. However, after running to the ground, the foraging process is obviously more difficult than underground.

Maybe the wording was a little inaccurate, but judging from the way Steve turned around and grabbed the phone again and started dispatching and allocating manpower, he was much more active than before.

After some brave people discovered that these little things had no offensive power, they took out their mobile phones and started recording this novelty that was as big as a mouse.

Of all the people present, only Steve and Nick had experienced the war, so this was not a time for excessive individualism.

Among the large number of individuals, there are always one or two lucky ones who begin to understand the existence of hostility after being repeatedly fiddled with brooms or smashed with sticks.

"I'm guessing you're more used to fighting alone?"

Yireg did not lie in this place. Most of the individuals at the beginning were in a state with little offensive will. They seemed to prefer staying in the darkness or underground before, but now because of the instructions of a certain 'stronger' , jumped out one after another and ran into the broad daylight.

Both Jersey City and New York City are extremely lively scenes at the moment.

There were no rats or cockroaches to eat, and there were huge creatures everywhere holding shiny objects and screaming around them, discussing something in fear or excitement.

Many black balls came out of various corners and jumped all over the street, accompanied by people's screams and curious discussions.

Steve looked at Terry: "I need you to verify the information that guy said. If it is true, maybe we can also consider a part of 'flexible warfare'."

Strangely enough, Terry inexplicably saw a gradually spreading vitality in Captain America.

Terry nodded, switched to the fire protection suit, turned around and left the Security Bureau's stronghold.

But some people picked up sticks and brooms in disgust and began to drive away these casual and impolite guys.

Terry also met Steve's gaze as he hung up the phone again during the short wait.

Of course, it was not that he was looking forward to the war, but the war made Steve finally have no time to feel sad, but forced himself to start cheering up.

"Also, regarding the Osborne Group, we currently have to follow due procedures to conduct door-to-door investigations. We have now dispatched personnel to several Osborne branches at the same time."

Among the thousands of offspring, one or two began to hate humans.

For example, after a certain old lady used a broom to drive away the ball that broke into her lawn for the third time, and cursed an unpleasant curse.

The hungry ball suppressed its eating instinct for the first time. Even though it could find earthworms on the lawn that could temporarily fill its stomach, it still jumped over angrily and bumped the old woman's cheek lightly. Pant legs. This undoubtedly angered the other party as well.

With more harsh words, and with the broom aside, the old woman rushed into the house and took out a revolver.

"Get out of my yard! You damn weird thing!"

After realizing hostility, rejection, and the desire to attack at the same time, the waning old man's thought fluctuations began to be absorbed by the ball.

It began to gain a little bit of wisdom, and began to transform from the extremely weak ball state.

It doesn't know what it is, it only knows that it seems to have some posture that is more suitable for attacking.

However, because it has no brain, it cannot understand the powerful state named 'Spider-Man', so it can only select one from the rich genetic inventory that is easier to simulate.

'Experimental Receptor No. 1. '

Because of its pitch-black color, it can imitate the posture of a white mouse very vividly, but now it looks more like a sewer rat.

This is much more disgusting than the round appearance before.

So the old woman also pulled the trigger while screaming.

"monster!"

How scary, suddenly it transformed from an unknown sphere into a fat black mouse appearing in front of me.

Incidents like this are still happening. Under the vast and malicious stimulation of countless people in the two cities, there are finally individuals who are outstanding enough to usher in their first evolution.

A silver-gray figure was jumping between high-rise buildings at an extremely fast speed.

With the speed of the second gear overclocking, the powerful jumping power, the traction of the spider silk sling, and the short flight of the rocket boots, Terry's mobility has finally entered a new level.

The situation in New York City is slightly better than that of Jersey City. Every two or three streets, you can see a group of people gathering together and discussing something lively, and what is wrapped up in the crowd is a mouse about the size of a mouse. black ball.

This stupid little thing was obviously hungry after crawling out of the ground or sewer. He wanted to jump out to find food, but he kept being pushed back by some young people who were having fun.

"If it were all black, it would be much more disgusting than the slimes in the game, but it's still pretty cute when you look down at it from such a high altitude."

Terry felt as if he was flying. With the help of several buffers from the spider silk sling, he jumped from the sky and fell directly into the crowd.

Compared to the black ball, the silver-gray Future Soldier was obviously more attractive to everyone. Suddenly, several mobile phones were pointed at Terry.

"Please give it a moment. It's quite dangerous. Yes, please let me recycle it."

Taking out a glass bottle, Terry squatted down, reached out and touched the black ball in front of the crowd, then threw a piece of dried meat into the glass bottle, and half-fiddled with the little thing that had no intelligence for the time being. in a bottle.

With a pop sound, the little thing sat down in the glass bottle and ate the dried meat with satisfaction.

It's said to be chewing, but actually it means wrapping the dried meat and slowly digesting it, just like the slime in the traditional Western fantasy anime.

It seems really cuter this way.

A sudden burst of panicked screams erupted from the next block.

"The probability of individual evolution is so high?"

Terry jumped up in the air and rushed towards the next block amidst bursts of exclamations.

(End of this chapter)