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

Chapter 1009 Gods and Buddhas Everywhere

Chapter 1009 Gods and Buddhas Everywhere (Thirteen)
Zhang Lu was suddenly startled.

The scream almost burst from her throat.

But then a golden light flashed at his feet, and the deathly white hand suddenly retracted as if it had been burned, disappearing into the shadows.

Five finger marks were left on his ankle.

Fortunately, it wasn't deep; she could reduce it by circulating her internal energy slightly.

That mysterious cultivation technique, "Chaos Yin Yang Technique," was indeed a good thing. Since she started practicing it, the crazy whispers and hallucinations in her mind gradually receded like the tide.

But trapped in such darkness, those nightmares stirred again, making her unable to distinguish whether those shadowy figures really existed, or even whether that hand was real.

Stepping out of the room, the shadowy figure lurking in the darkness had already approached a few steps, its silhouette becoming increasingly clear.

Behind doors, in cabinet gaps, on ceilings, under tables...

They were all gathered together in shadowy shapes, and pairs of eyes shone in the darkness.

But after what just happened, Zhang Lu wasn't so scared anymore.

The house next door was locked.

Old Zhang forgot to give her the key.

It's understandable. The old man was so hungry he was practically half-dead. It was a miracle he even woke up. How could he possibly remember this?

Zhang Lu didn't want to waste time going back to get the keys.

Golden threads flowed from her fingertips, gracefully slipping into the keyhole before her.

With a "click," the lock opened.

The door opened a crack, and a whiff of dampness and decay wafted out.

With her current night vision capabilities, Zhang Lu could see a massive, mountain-like figure lying on the floor inside.

There was no bed, because there wasn't one big enough to hold her.

"Mother……"

she called softly.

The sound was so low it was almost swallowed up by the sound of rain pounding on his head.

The enormous and sickly figure before her made it impossible for her to recognize even a trace of her former mother.

My face involuntarily became wet again.

Walk over slowly.

The mother was covered with a large quilt.

It was made up of many blankets, roughly sewn together, barely enough to cover this enormous, illogical body.

Shallow pits and depressions appeared on the quilt.

It was as if something was slowly absorbing the surrounding matter from beneath.

Zhang Lu was secretly alarmed.

Reach out and slowly lift the blanket.

Then, she froze.

All that could be seen on the mother's exposed skin were numerous deep, well-like holes.

Darkness, bottomless.

It emits a faint but steady suction.

The air seemed to be slowly swallowed up by this invisible force, and even the shadows inside the room were slowly sucked into the cave like flowing water.

Zhang Lu's eyes were also deeply drawn to it, almost falling into its spell.

Fortunately, a tentacle pulled him backward.

She suddenly came to her senses.

At the same time, I sensed a gaze fixed on me from behind.

Look back.

The dark figures that had been hiding in the corners all came out, huddled together at the doorway, and peeked inside.

It had been quite menacing before, but now it didn't dare to take a single step forward.

No wonder...

Zhang Lu took a deep breath.

My mouth tasted salty again.

"mom……"

"Are you... Lu'er?"

The voice was hoarse, like a weary bellows squeezing out its last breath, echoing and resonating in the emptiness of the body.

“Yes, I am…” Zhang Lu’s throat tightened.

"Is the factory closed for the holiday? Why are you... back?"

"Yes, I'm on holiday, so I came back to see you."

"Don't try to fool me... Your factory... never takes a break... It's... the most important part of the reconstruction plan..."

"Don't let the sake of us two old folks who are nearing the end of our lives jeopardize humanity's new hope..."

Hearing her mother say these words, Zhang Lu felt as if something was blocking her throat, and she choked up and couldn't speak.

"Mom, don't say that. You also... have hope."

"Heh...me?"

"I'm grateful I can live another day..."

“The old man kept it from me, but I knew… I was very ill, and even the medicine from Wanfo Temple couldn’t cure me…”

"Mom..." Zhang Lu said, tears welling up in her eyes.

“It’s not that I haven’t thought about dying… really… I’ve even thought about just dying like this… cleanly and neatly…”

"But I can't bear to part with it."

"I want to see you all alive... I want to see Daya, Erya, Sansan, Yao'er... all living like human beings..."

“I’ve also thought about whether you could… have another one… but… if it’s too hard… then let’s not… those kids… are already very good.”

"Yes, they... are very good..."

Zhang Lu murmured.

It was better than I ever imagined.

It even felt somewhat unfamiliar.

Lu Shaoping was still rambling on:
“I always thought… I could protect them…”

"But in reality... I'm just a source of trouble..."

"So, I really thought about dying..."

These back-and-forth words gradually faded away.

Zhang Lu felt a chill run down her spine and was about to offer some advice when she suddenly heard her mother say softly:
"But thinking about it now, I still can't die."

"If I die... I won't be able to see you... nor those children..."

Her voice became clearer and clearer.

"There's no way... to help you solve these problems..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Lu Shaoping suddenly raised her arm, which was covered with wrinkles and holes, and reached towards the roof.

She ripped open the rusty corrugated iron roof.

Rainwater, mixed with a cold wind, suddenly poured in, revealing a sky covered in dark clouds, and the light inside the room instantly brightened.

Several figures that had been hiding in the rain on the roof suddenly lost their cover and fell into the room.

A gasp rang out, and before they even landed, they were pulled by an invisible force.

The black holes that originally existed on Lu Shaoping's body suddenly opened and clung to her as if they were living things.

Zhang Lu stared in astonishment.

The mother lifted her face in the rain, her white hair soaked and plastered to her face, revealing three dark holes that had replaced her eyes and mouth.

The gentle opening and closing at the bottom spoke slowly:

"Lu'er...they're all going to arrest you, aren't they?"

"Yes……"

"I won't let them bully you..."

A massive vortex suddenly erupted from her body.

The entire house was overturned.

Zhang Lu was suddenly blown outside the door by a reverse hurricane.

Besides the Special Bureau investigators in the rain, the strange creatures hiding in the shadows were also swept into the eye of the storm amidst the shrieking sounds, and one by one they fell helplessly into those deep black holes.

The holes on the mother's body, which were originally only the size of a fist, are constantly expanding, swallowing all light and matter.

Old Zhang shakily crawled to the door, desperately clinging to the ground, rainwater streaming into his cloudy eyes.

"No... Shaoping..."

As she devours more and more, the black hole on her body expands, eventually eroding her entire being until she ceases to exist.

Zhang Lu understood this, of course.

"Mom, stop! Stop!"

She shouted as she gritted her teeth and stepped against the wind toward her mother.

Old Zhang roared, "Lu'er! Don't go!"

But he was too weak to stop it.

He could only watch as his daughter drew closer and closer to the black hole.

Strangely, she was not affected by this force; her skin was only slightly stretched, as if her muscle structure was very strong.

Of course, Zhang Lu wasn't completely oblivious; judging from her distorted expression, it was clear that every step she took to get closer was extremely difficult.

But she didn't stop.

Lu Shaoping realized her daughter was getting closer.

All three holes were wide open.

It then gradually subsided.

As the cyclone contracts, the originally extreme gravity weakens.

The last blanket was shrouded above the layers of black holes.

warmth.

It also sealed away her all-consuming power.

The open room returned to calm.

Only the rain kept falling.

Because of this, the remaining investigators at the entrance immediately realized what was happening.

"The strange creature stopped!"

"This is the mother of those suspects! Arrest her immediately!"

"Damn it, after squatting for so many days, this method finally worked!"

"Indeed, no child is without heartache for their parents."

"It's a pity it's not those children..." "If we catch this mother, how could we not lure out the children?"

"The key is that if this woman survives, it will further prove that there is definitely an organization sabotaging the birthing factory. Maybe pulling up one radish will lead to another! We're going to make a great contribution!"

"And that strange creature! It's so powerful, I can finally add it to my collection!"

You can't keep something this good to yourself!

"Hehe, first come, first served!"

"Do it!"

Zhang Lu simply held her mother tightly and didn't move an inch.

With a few clicks, the gun barrel rose, and the bullets instantly sliced through the air.

Dangdang Dangdang!
The bullet hit Zhang Lu and made a sound like it was hitting a steel plate before bouncing off to the ground.

Not only could it not penetrate her body, it didn't even break her skin!

Immediately afterwards, a supernatural investigator rushed forward, a flash of cold light in his hand, and slashed fiercely with his long sword!

The fabric tore, but the blade froze at her shoulder, unable to cut any further.

"She's a superhuman too!"

"It's physical enhancement!"

"Use non-physical methods immediately—"

But it wasn't time yet.

A golden light suddenly surged behind Zhang Lu!

Countless tentacles bloomed like golden flowers, instantly sweeping away several investigators who rushed forward!
More figures rushed in through the rain.

"Attack from both sides!"

"Suppress! We must suppress them!"

"Prepare for fire attack!"

The roar of the shotgun, mixed with the sound of flames exploding, hurtled towards Zhang Lu.

But these golden tentacles were really too troublesome.

The second batch also quickly failed.

At this moment, Old Zhang, who was hiding to the side, was noticed.

"Grab that old man! Let's see if he can still be so arrogant!"

However, before the investigator could get close, he suddenly felt something trip him up.

The next second, an invisible force suddenly sent him flying!
"Ahhhh!"

Amidst screams, the remaining investigators, before they could react, were also subjected to an invisible attack.

Entangled by unseen ropes.

Blood gushed out as an unseen blade silently sliced through the skin.

Only when I felt a stinging pain did I see nails being driven into my skin.

Someone tried to escape, but just as they turned around, they were pulled back by an unseen force and slammed heavily to the ground!

"Enemy attack!"

"Ah... what is it!"

"The direction of attack is unknown! We can't see the enemy at all!"

"Help--!"

A chorus of terrified cries rang out.

All they received in response was the torrential rain.

……

Yunshan has waited too long.

He understood from the moment he received that order.

He had no choice.

You have to bear the consequences of your own actions.

But he also felt very innocent.

He simply followed the rules and procedures, searching for children with special abilities and sending them to receive education.

How did it become something he did?
But now he has become someone who needs to atone for his crimes and perform meritorious service, and he has to grit his teeth and shoulder this mess.

Anyway, he heard that Director Zhan had lost his backer and was now a prisoner.

At this moment, Yunshan was even grateful that he at least had a useful daughter.

But that bit of relief was quickly swallowed up by bitterness.

He didn't dare say a word of objection when his own daughter was to be sent to a birthing factory.

All he could do was desperately try to keep his position, wait for an opportunity to make a contribution, and then use that "contribution" to atone for this "sin" that he didn't know where it came from.

At least it will give my daughter some support at the factory.

With these random thoughts running through his mind, he mechanically scrolled through his phone, not even paying attention to what he was looking at.

Anyway, most of the content on StarNet now is filmed by my colleagues, so it's rough and low-quality, and it feels awkward to see familiar faces acting.

But there was nothing else to do.

At first, he paced back and forth in his office.

But on the fifth day, the seventh day, the tenth day...

His steps faltered, and his heart sank deeper and deeper.

"If this continues..."

"How many people will die in Pingcun? Is there any point in me sitting in this position?"

"What's wrong, Director Yun? Are you starting to regret it?"

A sinister-looking man sat on the windowsill.

My hair was sparse and stuck to my scalp, giving it a damp and greasy feel.

He smelled damp, and a dark cloud was slowly swirling around his fingertips.

Noticing Yunshan's pale expression, she was even happier.

"I'm just... worried about the reconstruction plan. If things continue like this, there won't be many people left to work."

"So you can only pray on the Wanfo Temple app to solve the problem as soon as possible." The man smiled wryly. "Could it be that you're too stingy, and even Wanfo Temple won't help you?"

"Stop making such sarcastic remarks." Yunshan gritted his teeth. "You can't find any trace either. What other options do you have besides being passive like this?"

"I don't care." The man shrugged. "Anyway, if this rain continues, I hope you can give me some... supplies, otherwise, I'm running out of energy."

As he spoke, he stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with a hungry light.

Upon hearing the word "supply," Yunshan shuddered.

My stomach was churning slightly.

Too lazy to respond.

But this silence only excited the other party, who narrowed his eyes and continued to play with the dark cloud on his fingertips.

Suddenly, the cloud in my hand trembled slightly.

The man paused, his brows furrowing as he gazed subtly at the distant rain.

"What's wrong?" Yunshan noticed keenly.

The man sensed for a while before his brow relaxed and he shook his head.

"It's nothing...it's probably just...an abnormal flow of water vapor."

Yunshan ignored him.

His gaze then fell on his phone.

However, the next second, his eyes widened.

"Damn it!"

"How come you didn't notice!"

He seemed to have finally found his footing and shouted angrily.

The man was taken aback and caught the phone that Yunshan threw to him.

The scene shows a woman calling out "Mom," only to be surrounded and attacked by people dressed in Special Affairs Bureau uniforms.

The camera was a little shaky, but it was enough to clearly see the old man's trembling figure and the tears rolling down the woman's face.

Many comments have already appeared below this video:
How pitiful...

Who can save them?

How could the Special Affairs Bureau do such a thing?

[Using elderly people to lure children—is this a way to prey on the entire family?]

Hearing these special bureau officials coldly describe people as having "made meritorious contributions" or being "good people" sends chills down my spine...

[So, the relatives we handed over to the Special Affairs Bureau who turned into monsters were also turned into tools like this?]

This is the reconstruction plan? The so-called new hope for humanity?

"How could such a video be released!"

The man was furious.

Yunshan had already stood up and called to his colleagues outside:
"Xiao Liu, hurry up and lead the team, we're going to Old Zhang's house."

The man quickly followed.

He couldn't understand why, despite his close connection with the rain curtain, he couldn't sense anything.

Arrive at the scene.

The house has completely collapsed.

The tin roof collapsed to one side, bricks and wood were scattered, and the remains emitted blackened bubbles in the acid rain.

The air was filled with the smells of gunpowder and coke, mixed with a strong stench of blood.

Looking at the scene before him, Yunshan's face was desolate.