Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 402: Evil Sacrifice Does Not Deceive Evil Sacrifice
Technology is the biggest enemy of evil rituals or mysteries, and the same is true in reverse.

The host slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his pupils had returned to their normal black and white color.

He bit off the half of the popsicle in his mouth and said grimly:

"Evil priests can deceive technology, but evil priests cannot deceive evil priests."

The communication channel was dead silent, with only the faint sound of electricity echoing.

The red dragonfly licked the straw lightly with the tip of its tongue and rolled it into its mouth.

The next second, in the surprised eyes of the audience around her, she spit out the straw again. The straw was covered with her saliva, shining strangely in the sunlight.

The beast's breathing became heavy, and the manhole cover under its feet cracked silently.

He quickly retracted his strength and moved his legs away. The rats under the manhole cover squeaked in fear.

After a while, the captain's bald voice echoed in the communication channel, with a hint of solemnity: "Are you sure it's an evil sacrifice?"

The bald captain did not enter the campus because his outfit of bald head, old man's shirt and slippers affected the appearance of No. 8 Middle School so much that he was stopped by the security guard at the gate.

He was not annoyed and cooperated by staying outside the campus.

At this moment, the bald man was sitting on the side of the road, under a locust tree, picking the meat stuck in his teeth with his fingernails.

The pieces of meat were dark red, as if they had just been torn from some creature.

The MC answered while chewing on a crushed popsicle:
"Well, although, strictly speaking, I am not of the same kind as the evil priest, my eyes were taken from the evil priest in the laboratory and implanted into my body, so..."

The emcee paused, his eyes rolling around:

"I am very sure that the scene I saw was definitely highly related to the evil sacrifice. The concentration that almost made half of the body look weird was definitely not a simple implant or modification of the evil sacrifice."

The members of Team 103 trusted each other extremely much. They completely trusted the host's eyes. Before he finished speaking, they all made the same judgment in their minds.

The bald man uttered a few words in a hoarse voice:

"The parasite of the evil priest?!!"

The bald man, or Team 103, of course hoped that it was the real body of the evil priest, but they knew it was unrealistic. If it was really the real body of the evil priest, then, not to mention that the entire District would become a death zone, at least all the living people in this campus should have been devoured or transformed.

The MC opened his mouth and spat out the broken popsicle stick, saying with regret:
"It's a pity that it's not the real body of the evil sacrifice, but just a parasite of the evil sacrifice, otherwise..."

Red Dragonfly interrupted mockingly, "Otherwise, if you had just peeked at someone, we would all have died here in an orderly manner today."

The beast breathed heavily: "But if we really find the hidden body of the evil priest, and pass the news back before we die, this will be fate's gift to us."

The bald man's eyes showed a look of longing, and after a while he said quietly:
"Never mind. Those who can encounter the true form of the evil priest are the ones who are especially favored by fate. Our 103rd team is not good enough yet. We have to keep working hard."

There was a hint of reluctance and longing in his voice, as if he was looking forward to the legend of some big shot in the organization working hard to advance.

After a pause, the bald man coughed and his voice became serious:

"According to the operation regulations, if we find the evil sacrifice parasite, we need to immediately capture it and bring it back to the nearest base with a dissociation laboratory. So where is the base closest to us?"

There was silence in the communication channel for a moment.

After a while, the red dragonfly's tongue trembled slightly, emitting sound waves that ordinary people could not catch. She also served as a liaison in the 103rd team, and her tongue was the best "encrypted satellite phone".

"The lower city is a place abandoned by fate,"

There was a hint of helplessness in her voice.
"I have only recently returned to Destiny's attention. So there should not be any of our bases in the Lower Nine Districts. Perhaps they are being built in secret, but my [map] has not been updated yet."

The beast looked up at the haze in the sky and said in a low voice: "So the nearest base has to return to the upper city. But after [The Fall of the Sky], most of the passages between the upper and lower cities were destroyed by the Chief of Judgement. The few remaining passages are heavily guarded and under martial law."

There was a hint of irritation in his voice: "We may be able to sneak across, but if we bring a parasite of the evil priest with us, it will be tantamount to walking into a trap."

The bald man frowned and said in a hoarse voice:
"I was informed when I came down that we do have a base in District 9, and it is under construction. Once the construction is completed, we should be assigned to the nearest area."

“It’s just that the confidentiality level [of the launch] is very high, and they haven’t contacted us yet.”

A fierce light flashed in the beast's eyes, and he said fiercely:
"Then we can only fight our way through one passage. Red Dragonfly and I will follow the captain to launch a suicide attack to create chaos. Then, Master of Ceremonies, find a way to load the parasite and send it up."

The bald male captain didn't think for too long and said, "Okay."

Hong Qingting threw away the straw, tore off the lid of the milk tea, and drank it all. There were still milk stains on the corners of her mouth, but her smile was so charming that it was shocking:
"Can."

Judging from their expressions and the tone of voice in the communication, they didn't seem to be discussing a suicide attack at all, but more like discussing what to eat for dinner. The madness that shone through their calmness was simply creepy.

The Upper Council defines [Destiny] as an SSS-level evil terrorist organization. This is by no means an exaggeration or alarmism. In fact, it is an understatement.

The reason why Destiny received an SSS rating in Shangcheng’s reactionary harm assessment system was not because he could only get an SSS score, but because the full score of that assessment system was only SSS.

This is already a cliff-like lead. You should know that the second-ranked evil terrorist organization only scored 617 points and received a rating of SS-.

Well, the full score is 750.

The Upper City Council had considered giving [Destiny] a set of assessment papers that were more difficult and more harmful, but the proposal was greatly undermined and obstructed by many evil organizations, and many important figures in the Upper City Council also strongly opposed it.

They and they really can't afford to lose face in front of that person.

The MC interrupted the discussion and said in a deep voice:

"Wait a minute, the target is not an ordinary parasite."

Red Dragonfly curled his lips in disdain, and his tongue trembled more violently:
"You don't think we can take her down?"

The MC took a deep breath. Through the communication, his teammates could hear his voice, which was full of morbid danger, as if he was reaching a climax:

"No, I mean, she was transformed too perfectly by the evil ritual."

There was a slight tremor in his voice, as if he was suppressing some extreme excitement:
"She is very suitable for the arrival of the evil priest, except that her strength is not enough and her body is not strong enough to withstand it."

The host's tone became increasingly low, and each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth:
"With such a nearly flawless host, I can hardly imagine that the evil priest who is parasitizing her would not be tempted. In fact, perhaps, the evil priest's eyes would be cast on her from time to time, watching her every growth and every breath."

The MC swallowed greedily, his eyes turning pale:

“So, what I mean is…”

(End of this chapter)