The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 1004 Gods and Buddhas Everywhere (Part 8)

The chilling words fell.

The women on the assembly line still didn't make any additional movements.

They still mechanically repeat the same actions like puppets.

Factory Director Liu smiled, his face crinkling with fleshy wrinkles:
“Master, it won’t be easy for you to trick them out of that thing. They are very cunning and hide very well, spreading like a virus.”

"So you only detected a malfunction, but couldn't find the source?" the abbot asked calmly.

“That’s right.” Director Liu nodded. “In general, we can tell that the nutrition is not enough and the number of offspring is declining. Obviously, someone is not taking it seriously.”

"It would be safer to have the masters perform a unified purification."

"Do you know how much magic power and resources it takes to purify so many people?"

"Anyway, it's a fertility factory..." Director Liu shrugged, revealing a row of yellow teeth. "The profits are not bad. Master, you don't need to worry about the fees. Completing the mission of the Special Bureau is more important."

"Row."

The abbot nodded and finished speaking.

Several monks from Wanfo Temple took out ritual implements from their bundles, set them up, and arranged them in a magic array. Their movements were fluid and graceful, clearly indicating that they had practiced this countless times.

The abbot unfolded an object shaped like an umbrella.

At first glance, it looks like an ordinary rain shelter, but upon closer inspection, it is made of thin, bony joints pieced together to form the umbrella ribs. The umbrella surface is made of some kind of sticky leather, with the texture of skin and pores faintly visible. Dozens of wires and electrode plates are welded to the end, and the tassels hang down, making a tinkling sound.

Another monk wearing glasses took out an old tablet and swiped his fingers across it, seemingly looking for something.

The monk next to him leaned closer and said, "Find someone the mother nest likes to watch. Don't they all say they like soap operas?"

"Okay, okay, I know!"

"But we can't let it affect the mother nest's enthusiasm too much. Remember to check if there is any negative content in the review, such as cheating, quarrels, misunderstandings, etc., none of them are allowed."

"I get it, it's sweet!"

He rolled his eyes and finally chose an old soap opera.

Meanwhile, the monk next to him took out an iron pot, put a kind of colorful gelatinous substance into the pot to cook, and a fishy, ​​rotten smell spread out.

But soon, as he added some bloody stuff of unknown origin, the stench quickly turned into a sweet smell.

Even Director Liu, after taking a puff, couldn't help but recall his first love, the days when a light touch would make his face flush and his heart race.

However, this sweetness is not very natural; it has a cloying, artificial sweetener feel and can even cause toothache.

This allowed him to quickly detach himself from the situation, and then he remembered the cost of it all, feeling a sharp, bleeding pain in his heart.

At this moment, as the fragrance spread, a shiver ran through the entire mother nest.

With all the equipment ready, the abbot took a connecting cable from the tablet, plugged it into the umbrella handle, and a stream of light appeared on the umbrella surface as the video playing on the tablet was projected.

The girl smiled as she accepted the roses, and the boy spoke gently with his head bowed. The background was the atrium of a shopping mall, filled with "Happy Qixi Festival" banners and pink balloons.

A festival from long ago...

Factory Director Liu suddenly recalled.

I don't think I've ever celebrated this kind of holiday with Ms. Zhan. After all, there's no time or inclination for such things after a disaster.

The abbot gave a low shout: "Begin!"

As it was activated, the entire umbrella took flight, spinning continuously. The taut electrical wires stretched taut, eventually forming countless afterimages that extended far into the distance before falling one by one with a hissing sound.

Just as the electrodes were about to be inserted into the brains of the women on the assembly line, and Director Liu was about to show a satisfied expression, he suddenly felt something hit his leg bone hard, and his leg went numb, causing him to fall forward.

There's a boiling pot right in front of you.

His eyes widened in surprise.

The monks were so engrossed in the ceremony that they couldn't stop it in time.

It was Factory Director Liu, who, despite his seemingly clumsy and fat appearance, surprisingly steadied himself with remarkable agility, managing to stop abruptly at the edge of the pot in an astonishingly contorted posture.

"Well, thank goodness!" Factory Director Liu said smugly, "Luckily, I'm a nimble fat man!"

But Liu Sheng, who was far away, was not happy.

Her attempt at intervention failed.

[This human's strength is too great, and the difference between this human and "Mom's" current strength is too great, so there's nothing we can do.] The "World" notification sounded.

Liu Sheng knew that "Mom's" current strength was comparable to his own. Although he was invincible in this school, he might not be able to beat this Factory Director Liu.

however……

Her gaze fell on the outstretched hand of Deputy Director Ding behind Director Liu. Judging from his sinister and resentful eyes, the hand did not seem to be trying to grab Director Liu.

Liu Sheng couldn't help but seem to be deep in thought.

Because the intervention failed, the electrodes were ultimately implanted in the woman's brain.

It was unclear what was transmitted, but all the women trembled in unison, their faces showing bewildered expressions, even dreamy smiles, and their movements became sluggish.

Deputy Factory Director Ding curled his fingers, lowered his eyes, and remained silent, lost in thought.

As the umbrella was plunged into the boiling pot, an almost cloyingly sweet aroma surged and filled the air, enveloping the entire nest in a mesmerizing atmosphere.

The monk then took out an electrode and stared intently at Director Liu, creating an invisible pressure.

Factory Director Liu chuckled dryly, "Do I want some too?"

"Of course, you are a key link."

He had no choice but to obediently take the electrodes and insert them into his temples.

In an instant, his pupils dilated, and a fascinated smile appeared on his lips.

He drifted off into a dream.

A pink illusion enveloped him, like the sweet and beautiful love stories of childhood TV dramas where couples were always in love.

With his resonance, the flesh and blood in the nest trembled, and the vesicles coalesced to form a vague human shape, which in turn pulled on the umbilical cords of these women, making them taut, and a low groan of pain rang out.

The woman's flesh and blood were torn out.

But their faces remained numb, as if they were in a dream.

This left those who were carefully observing whether they could spot the "malfunction" feeling disappointed.

Such a bloody scene would probably make a normal person vomit, break down, and scream, but whether it was these monks, Director Liu, or these oblivious female workers, they all remained calm, as if they were carrying out an extremely routine work process.

Only Deputy Factory Director Ding, who was both loose and tight with his finances, was clearly trying to curb his impulses.

Even Liu Sheng, who was far away in the Special Bureau Park, could not accept it.

Therefore, she became increasingly ruthless in her attacks.

He is becoming increasingly impatient with the repeated provocations from others.

Consequently, Qiao Yu, Xiao Shu, and Qing Guang also stopped holding back.

First, they desperately want to break free from their current constraints and come to this side; second, they might be happy if the commotion they cause on their side gets bigger and bigger.

Anyway, this mess is out of their control, and the children involved have increasingly powerful backgrounds.

That's fine, it's exactly what Liu Sheng wanted.

At this moment, countless inscription lines appeared on the ground of the birth factory, forming a huge spiritual network around the umbrella array.

Several monks sat around the umbrella, their heads covered in electrodes, their faces deathly pale, chanting incessantly, their skin and flesh trembling in unison. Their expressions began to twitch, as if they were enduring some kind of mental pressure, and gradually they clenched their teeth, closed their eyes, and sweat poured down like rain.

The humanoid figures emerging from the mother nest gradually became clearer.

She slowly lowered her head and stroked her swollen belly.

Inside, there was a fetus that was many times larger than the embryos in the other vesicles, like a chaotic, colorful mass of matter. Just looking at it gave one a sense of terrifying depth, as if looking at the beginning of the universe.

That was neither a baby nor a person.

It should be a projection of some kind of existence.

Factory Director Liu, of course, was not lost in his fantasy. He was merely a bridge. He quickly regained his senses, scanned the entire room, and his smile grew even wider.

The chanting at Wanfo Temple grew heavier and heavier, like a buzzing echo from the depths of the mother's nest. The umbilical cord absorption accelerated, and the female workers began to wither rapidly, their skin collapsing.

But he still didn't show any signs of pain.

Factory Director Liu's satisfaction subsided.

"They really have a lot of patience."

Deputy Factory Director Ding suddenly spoke up: "How about... we put in a little more effort?"

Factory Director Liu, who was temporarily unable to act, pondered for a long time and nodded:

"Yes. But be careful not to cause too much damage, after all, only they... can conceive."

"clear."

Deputy Factory Director Ding, who had fallen silent, gathered nails in his hand, which resembled a small, dark cloud of metal. He then stepped into the field to inspect the area. The monks from Wanfo Temple glanced up but did not stop him.

As long as you don't interfere with the ceremony, that's fine.

The rest... are none of their business.

Factory Director Liu looked at Deputy Factory Director Ding with a twisted excitement in his eyes and urged, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Hmm, I'd like to see which... would be suitable as a starting point."

Deputy Factory Director Ding strolled slowly past row after row, the nails in his hands coalescing into a long nail the length of an arm, as he gradually walked deeper into the nest.

As they approached the enormous humanoid figure, its bulging, almost transparent abdomen revealed the head of the colorful embryo inside, with eyes, mouth, and nose gradually taking shape.

Amidst the vibrant colors, the Milky Way emerges.

Deputy Factory Director Ding seemed to be immersed in this magnificent scene, holding the long needle and standing still.

Although this was understandable, it made Director Liu feel that things were dragging on and he gradually lost patience.

Just as I was about to urge them, the next moment—

A sharp pain shot through his mind!
Startled, I looked up and saw that Deputy Factory Director Ding's long needle had pierced the head of the huge embryo!

"You!" Factory Director Liu roared, "What are you doing!"

"I'm doing the right thing!"

Deputy Factory Director Ding responded coldly, his wrist sinking as the long needle pierced through completely.

The chaotic mass within the embryo writhed wildly, the nebula churned and surged, and the humanoid figure let out an angry growl.

The next instant, he suddenly raised his hand—

Snapped!
With a slap, Deputy Factory Director Ding was sent flying, his entire body sinking into the wall of flesh and blood before slowly sliding down, lying motionless in a pool of blood.

Factory Director Liu remained motionless, his hand still raised, his eyes blazing with anger.

But what angered him even more was yet to come.

A series of sharp pains exploded all over his body!

Many of the women on the assembly line, who had been like puppets letting the umbilical cords absorb energy, suddenly moved. They took out sharp blades from various parts of their bodies and slashed fiercely at the umbilical cords.

The sounds of flesh being torn apart were incessant.

The umbilical cord was severed, and blood mist and yellow mucus spurted from the cut.

Factory Director Liu let out a scream and collapsed to the ground, rolling around.

The ceremony was interrupted, and the backlash affected not only Director Liu, but also all the monks.

Those electrodes, transmitting current, exploded from the brain, causing brain matter to splatter out.

The monks all coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The abbot was the strongest, so he did not suffer such a severe backlash. His body trembled, and the umbrella in his hand spun around. Clear cracks appeared on the surface of the umbrella, and even blood seeped out.

The female workers, waving their companions, brandished their rough, irregularly polished blades, screaming as they tried to tear everything around them apart.

The production line has been destroyed!

The umbilical cord is in pieces!

The walls of flesh and blood were also torn apart!
Enraged, Director Liu slammed his hands on the ground, unleashing a deep energy shockwave. The flesh and blood nest rapidly contracted, and tentacles stretched out to suppress everything.

However, the next second, the piercing pain deep in his brain intensified again, and something burst out from inside, exploding his entire head.

To others, it's like a golden tentacle flower blooming in their head.

The monks finally recovered from the pain of the backlash.

He stared in horror at Director Liu, whose head was split open and whose body was torn and bleeding, with no flesh that could be healed. He struggled to tear at the tentacles, but the more he tore them, the more tentacles appeared.

Blood splattered.

The tentacles grew wildly.

Factory Director Liu's body gradually became riddled with holes.

His eyes revealed a pleading look to the abbot.

The abbot's face suddenly darkened.

With palms clasped together and a low chant of Buddhist verses, the image of Wanfo Temple descends.

The ovary trembled!

Flesh and blood writhing!
One after another, phantom images of Buddhas emerged from the bubble, carved from flesh and blood, with extremely rough features and ferocious and terrifying expressions.

The Buddha descended.

But not compassion.

An atmosphere of suppression pervaded the air.

The tentacles inside Director Liu's body could no longer move.

Those angry women who wanted to tear everything apart could no longer move.

As the tentacles no longer caused tearing pain, the fat on Director Liu's body was finally healing slowly.

But because the swollen tentacles could not retract, his body healed in a disjointed manner, like a lump of flesh that had been poorly mended.

"Keep your people in check," the abbot said coldly, standing in front of him and looking down at him in a low voice.

"Yes, yes, yes... I understand..." Factory Director Liu nodded repeatedly, his voice trembling, "I didn't expect... Old Ding, he..."

The abbot ignored him and with a flick of his hand, umbilical cords burrowed out and connected to Director Liu's body.

And those women were also reconnected at the same time.

Even if their faces showed reluctance, or even anger.

As the energy was transferred again, Director Liu's body gradually recovered. Ignoring the women's struggles and screams, he fiercely absorbed the energy from their bodies.

"You wicked person!"

May you die a horrible death!

"brute!"

However, as the connection and synchronization process deepened, these voices gradually faded away, and they were about to fall into a state of chaos and numbness.

The ritual resumed, and the sweet dream returned...

suddenly!

shhhhhh!
Countless nails shot out from the shadows, piercing the Buddhas and the women.

That's Deputy Factory Director Ding.

His body was torn to pieces, but he still gritted his teeth and propped up his broken body, using his last bit of willpower to launch that volley of steel nails!
And so the woman finally woke up.

No longer lost in a daze of numbness, she struggled to tear the umbilical cord off her body again, resulting in excruciating pain.

But it doesn't matter, Director Liu also suffered a backlash once again.

He roared to the sky, blood gushing from his body.

With the second forceful tear, all the women seemed to turn into messy and broken rag dolls, teetering on the brink of collapse, yet still resolutely crawling toward the enormous embryo.

This is the key to the destruction!

Now, the masters of Wanfo Temple held back no longer, and they all took out their ritual implements from behind them and rushed towards the female workers!
Giant umbrellas, prayer beads, leather drums, and staffs made of bones and flesh, with destructive power, smashed down on the heads of the female workers.

At that moment, the umbilical cords that were supposed to draw energy from the mother nest began to intertwine and twist in mid-air as if they were aware of something, turning into a dense forest-like barrier that blocked the masters' path forward!

"What is this!" the masters exclaimed in surprise.

Within each of the umbilical cords, strands of golden silk could be seen moving silently, coiling and entwining like spider silk deep within the flesh and blood of the entire mother nest.

Moreover, it is becoming increasingly rampant, quietly establishing another force within the mother nest.

Even more alarming is that the phantom images of Buddha that originally grew within the vesicles are now also entangled and invaded by golden threads, and the order of Wanfo Temple, which was suppressing this place, is gradually loosening.

"What...what kind of power is this?!"

The magical artifacts in the hands of the masters had lost their luster.

Even more surprisingly, these female workers, who were originally powerless and collapsed on the ground, actually stood up one by one!

Golden tentacles slowly grew out of the mangled wound, filling in the gaps in his body.

They were given unprecedented power.

Let them roar and howl as they charge toward the existence that oppresses and devours them!

(End of this chapter)