Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

The area around the mouth and nose is very strange; there are several thin black tubes connected to the mask, as if it was previously connected to something.

But whatever it was originally connected to, it's definitely useless now.

The mask had a two-centimeter-diameter hole in its forehead, pierced by an unknown sharp weapon. The edges were uneven, unlike what one would expect from a conventional weapon.

One can imagine the scene where the original owner of this mask had his head ripped open.

This is Paddeut's mask.

Judging from the size of this mask, the face wearing it must be several sizes larger than a person's, and the head must be even bigger.

Pater is much larger than humans, with almost none being under 1.9 meters tall. He is strong, agile, ruthless, and has astonishing combat power.

It has a mouth that can split open wide, resembling an insect's mouthparts. Its skin is like a scale, tough, smooth, and hairless. Its head is covered with many soft, black barbs.

There are gill-like structures behind the ears, and the thin tubes on the mask are connected to this part.

Once linked, this mask can provide many extraordinary functions.

It has virtually no relation to the life forms on this planet. Its blood is a bright green color that quickly evaporates and liquefies in the air, turning into a clear, viscous liquid. It also doesn't need to breathe oxygen. It's probably not a carbon-based life form.

However, they are highly skilled in crafting extraordinary equipment.

They can use the spoils from their prey to create powerful weapons and equipment.

They might even be a race capable of using extraordinary psychic powers for space travel, or even traversing the world!

It can be said that the native humanoid races on this planet are basically at a disadvantage when facing a race that uses hunting as its survival criterion.

But now, they're all dead.

It is said that quite a few of them came this time, after all, it was a large-scale sacrificial ceremony!

Six of them came!

This is extremely rare. According to a limited number of previous records, the maximum number of them that had ever appeared at the same time was only four.

They really went all out on this, but it resulted in a complete wipeout; they were wiped out from the very beginning.

However, the number of their enemies is uncertain.

The Paddets are a hunting community, and even within them are several factions, each with its own customs.

Their mortal enemy, the Elin, is a predatory species, an extraordinary species that pursues killing and reproduction.

If a creature resembling a mother insect were to appear in the forest, they could reproduce and spawn a massive army!

How the six fully armed Padte died is now impossible to say. The most urgent task is to suppress or simply kill all the Elin, otherwise a large wave of supernatural events may break out.

That kind of major event that affects one or even several states!

Who knows how many people will die then!

With such a big incident, we definitely need to prioritize this area.

Zhao Hao followed Bresta and set off immediately to meet up with local secret service agents to track down those Elin.

On the way, Bresta said with a gloomy expression, "In any case, being able to kill six Padte is definitely a sign of Elin's extreme strength."

The fat man comforted him, "Don't worry, the three of us are bronze level, who cares about any forest? Once we find it, we'll smash it to pieces!"

The fat man thought of his psionic Gatling gun that spewed blue flames, feeling both itchy to use it and heartbroken.

However, Bresta shook his head. "My teacher said that some powerful Elin can absorb the abilities of the creatures they devour to a certain extent! Especially superhumans. If they devour superhumans, their psionic levels and the variety of their abilities will increase dramatically! They keep eating and their abilities keep growing!"

"Could we be eating silver?!" the fat man exclaimed.

"I don't know about silver, but I can definitely get bronze."

……

At this point, it wasn't just Zhao Hao and his group searching for the target by car; many other superhumans also became active.

The sea of ​​psychic energy was churning, and many perceptive superhumans could feel the oppressive atmosphere, as if dark clouds were gathering and threatening to crush the city.

The storm is brewing; it's time to stir things up!

Beastmen, demi-humans, Wild Hunt followers, extraordinary villains, Native American extraordinary beings, secret agents, and even extraordinary beings from intelligence agencies are all converging on these surrounding states.

At this moment, the witch Carrie did not follow Zhao Hao and the others, as she still had her own mission.

She needs to find the awakened little witch quickly. The situation is complicated, and accidents could easily happen.

Moreover, the reason Carrie wanted to seek Zhao Hao's help was because extraordinary forces were involved in this matter. She was worried that she would be outnumbered and suffer losses.

Now I can only pray that I can find someone as soon as possible and hold on until the support from the shrine maiden gathering arrives.

Meanwhile, at the Hodgson's Center for Mental Health Research, a medical research institution located in a small town 500 miles away.

A bald, bespectacled man with a beard was slamming his fist on the table, yelling furiously, "Trash!"

"You actually let No. 097 escape! Do you know how huge a mistake this is? She was our only successful test subject! It was an extremely low probability event, one in ten thousand!"

"idiot!"

"Go find it! Go find it quickly!"

Everyone quickly ran away, each getting into their own car, and began searching for the escaped experimental subject using various methods.

This medical research institution has been established locally for seven or eight years and claims to be a laboratory researching neurological drugs, posing no harm whatsoever.

But in reality, they haven't developed any drugs in the past seven or eight years, though they've been going to work every day.

The security is quite tight, with barbed wire, searchlights, infrared sensors, and so on. There are over three hundred security guards alone!

If it weren't for the frequent arrivals of doctors in white coats arriving by car, people in the neighborhood would think it was a prison!

Three kilometers away from this research institution is a small town called Ruian.

There are about two or three thousand households living here; it's a typical town of medium size.

However, though small, it has all the essentials: a primary school, a middle school, a hospital, a church... it has everything.

In the stillness of the night, only the streetlights on the two main streets of Ruian were still on, with only the moon and the starry sky above.

Meanwhile, a barefoot little girl, wearing a hospital gown and with a buzz cut shoved close to her scalp, was staggering through the alley.

She didn't know where she was going, and escaping was just an idea. Then she passed through the wall, or rather, teleported outside the research center.

Moreover, instinct led her to create the illusion that she was still sleeping in bed by using the sheets.

The patrolling nurses, who went every ten minutes, didn't notice anything unusual until two hours later when a security guard with an infrared thermometer came for a routine check and discovered that there was no warmth in the bed.

He hurriedly opened the isolation door and rushed in. With a flick of his hand, the bed sheet, which had originally been shaped like a human, reverted to its original form.

The experimental subject escaped!

……

The girl's name was Judy, or at least that's what they called her.

But now Judy is wondering if her name is really Judy.

Because she had previously thought that the bald man in charge of the lab was her father.

After all, that's what the bald man told her from the beginning. He even said she had a mental illness and needed treatment. That's why she was here.

But after dinner tonight, the girl suddenly awakened a new ability: she could vaguely sense what people were thinking.

She didn't hear anything from her "father," but the voices of the nurses and security personnel were enough to raise the issue.

It's all fake! The bald man isn't her father, and she isn't Judy; she's Agent 097.

She finally had the idea of ​​escaping from here, and then she learned how to teleport...

Now, where should I go?

At this time, the security personnel from the Hawkingson Institute had already driven quickly to the town.

They are not ordinary research institutions, but have many connections with the supernatural world, so they have many methods and even have a few supernatural employees.

Therefore, it wasn't difficult to discover Judy's escape route.

谷殧

They were casting a wide net, trying to avoid attracting attention. Luckily, it was midnight, and most people were already asleep.

Judy inexplicably felt threatened, but what should she do? Where should she go?

Her stomach rumbled, and she smelled a delicious aroma. Following the scent for several dozen meters, she found a light that was still on.

Looking through the window, I saw an old woman cooking something; it smelled delicious.

She was afraid to interact with strangers, but the combination of food and hunger was indeed very convincing.

She swallowed hard, carefully approached the door, knocked, and then retreated.

The old lady looked up, then slowly came over to open the door, but there was no one outside.

The old lady pushed up her glasses; there really was no one there. She closed the door and went back to the kitchen to continue simmering the soup.

Suddenly she heard something, took a few steps carefully and peeked out. A girl with a buzz cut was opening the refrigerator door and eating happily.

Moreover, there was a terrible scar, five or six centimeters long, on the back of her head. It was heartbreaking.

"Hehe, I knew it! My hearing is perfect, there's no way I could have misheard," the old lady chuckled.

Judy was terrified; she was so engrossed in eating that she forgot to be on guard.

However, the old lady was very kind and smiled, "Little girl, don't be afraid. Come here, I still have some freshly made meat soup. You're lucky, try my cooking."

After a while, Judy sat at the table, having already drunk four bowls of soup and eaten two large pieces of bread and several pieces of steak.

"Alright, alright, there's still plenty of food. But eating this much at once isn't a good thing."

The old lady slowly stood up and poured Judy a glass of orange juice.

"Although I don't know what happened to you, it's already very late. I'll rest here for the night and see the sheriff tomorrow."

At this moment, Judy was incredibly grateful to the old lady, because in the limited memories she had, no one had ever treated her with such kindness before.

But at that moment, she suddenly looked out the door in fear.

Immediately afterwards came the sound of military boots hitting the ground, followed by a knock on the door.

"Who is it? Why is it so lively tonight?" The old lady was about to get up and open the door.

Judy suddenly yelled, "No!"