Tyra, your ancestors are back!

The facts on the fifth floor of the shopping mall once again proved one thing——

In order to survive, people's bottom line can really become very flexible... For example, our former leader Mr.——

Oh no, now we should probably call him Ms. Master....

Using the makeup technique that I don’t know which Hawaiian island I learned on vacation, our dejected teacher turned into a somewhat "sick brown-haired intellectual beauty"...

Even in order to survive, "she" kicked away the dog legs who were still following behind her, who were little brothers...

Now, as long as you sneak into the resettlement area, you can escape...probably...

"Uh...Excuse me, Miss..."

Thinking about it, "Miss Teacher" bumped into a young man with indigo hair who was also distracted - the latter reacted quickly and apologized to himself first...

"It's all right, sir—I've got some things to do, so let's get over it."

The same false voice was probably learned during a vacation in a certain Hawaiian island. This multi-talented "Miss Teacher" shook her head, and hurriedly said goodbye to this indigo-haired youth...

...

"Hiss... Does that lady look familiar—"

It was naturally Mr. Sangbo who bumped into the "Miss Leader" who was full of enthusiasm. At this moment, he was looking suspiciously at the lady who was leaving in a hurry...

Of course, Mr. Sangbo is not ignorant of spring, or love at first sight or something...he is already past this age...

"Hiss...a man???"

After carefully looking at the "lady" who was going away, Mr. Sangbo saw something wrong in an instant. As a profiteer who is also good at "women's clothing" and "false voice", he immediately realized that something was wrong. ...

"What is the use of this thing... ah, there is—"

After reacting, Sangbo took out the communicator, and after a lot of tossing, he dialed Miss UMP45's communication...

"Hey, Miss Leia... I saw a funny guy on the fifth floor, she was coming down the stairs...well, a... "guy" in a canary yellow dress...yes, I Assure you, she's "a man, brown-haired, Ribery, who fits most of your description—"

.....

"...a weirdo in costume?"

The corners of ump45's mouth twitched when he heard the news, and he turned his gaze to the stairs not far away - just as Mr. Sambo said, a real "women's clothing boss" is heading in his direction come on...

"The leaders of cults these days are playing so lavishly..."

Miss 45, who looked at her carefully, muttered in a low voice.

Except for the fact that the usual walking steps are hard to change, the "sick woman" that the latter is pretending to be at the moment is indeed exactly the same...the latter even deliberately covered his Adam's apple with a scarf.

The opaque long skirt also blocks the masculine walking habits to a certain extent. If you don't observe carefully, even the tactical figure may be swayed by...

"But what the hell is stuffed in his chest... how can it stick out?? Balloons?!"

...

"Tsk... I found someone in M16—these two are really crouching dragons and phoenixes, one is snatching children's toys, the other is wearing women's clothes, and even stuffed two steamed buns in front of her chest..."

After sizing up the "big guy in women's clothing" not far away, he twitched his lips in displeasure, and 45 immediately dialed the communication of the AR team...

"Where is target number one?"

"What would you do if I told you that I lost you?"

From the other end of the communication, there was a somewhat teasing voice from M16...

"Well said, you will be fined to drag the corpse 0-2, and you will not be given food."

"Get out, UMP45—that Duke of Ursas is heading towards you... You just find a way to get that "Phoenix" inside out and join the "Crouching Dragon" group outside."

It seemed that he had stepped on some pain point of the latter, and m16a1's exasperated voice came out of the communication immediately.

Chapter 367 Mengxin three questions: Who am I, where am I, and what should I do?

Underground "Dark Zone" in Rutland

"..."

Compared with the AR team and Ms. UMP45 who are leisurely chasing and intercepting the "Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chicks" in the distance, Gloria and Victor, as the "advance team", are encountering a problem... For example, in their The three-way intersection in front of you, especially when there are signs of activity at all three intersections.

"It's not incomprehensible to run in three groups...but there should be only one "monster" chasing them?"

"Why are there traces of it leaving on the three passages?"

Gloria touched the corners of the three intersections, all of which had a similar fishy smell and strange slime...

"Maybe it has the ability to reproduce by dividing itself-the corpses we saw along the way did not refer to humans, and the rodent creatures hiding in the sewers were not spared either..."

"And the cumulative "mass" of these corpses along the way has exceeded the range that this small pipeline can accommodate, and it is not incomprehensible to split up..."

Victor took a look at the pipe where he and Gloria came. The inner wall of the entire pipe was filled with fresh mucus, silently proving the bloated figure of the target he hadn't met yet.

"Split...? This is also in line with the reproductive method of some Haisi—what should we do? One person chases one, and the remaining one is left alone?"

Gloria nodded, looked at her teammates, and waited for her decision——

"One for you, one for me—I'll mark the last one. If there are reinforcements behind us who have received the news, they will search for that road..."

Victor, who made a clear mark on a certain pipeline, rushed into her first and chose one of the paths.

"Be careful on the road, Miss Victor!"

"It's you who should be careful—the hunter of Agor. Death is meaningless to me, but it is the end of life to you. If you encounter a situation that cannot be handled, just throw this thing out."

"Of course, remember to stay away, the farther the better."

The figure of Victor, who received the passer-by's instructions, paused, raised his hand and threw a cylinder into Geletia's hand, and quickly disappeared around a corner after replying casually...

"...phosphating grenade?"

Looking down at the text on the cylindrical object, Gloria shook her head strangely...

"It's better not to use it as much as possible... It always feels like something very scary—"

The instinct of creatures to avoid danger made Gloria put this thing in her bag for the time being, and she didn't have any plans to try it... After all, it is very likely to lead to a tragedy of death after trying it.. .

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【Hungry】【Confused】...

The never-ending sense of hunger drove it, driving this new life that had just given birth to wisdom—the virus life that devoured the remnant body of the Hai Si seemed to have given birth to some kind of wisdom.

It knows that this "hunger feeling" does not actually come from a physiological reaction - the body that is constantly expanding and even needs to actively split is still silently telling it that the substances needed by this body have been saturated...

But now it can only choose to "swallow" constantly, suppressing another anxious emotion with this strange feeling of fullness... It doesn't know what it is—confusion?Puzzled?Or is it an unfinished question inherited from what gave it wisdom...

It seems that it has just been born with wisdom and cannot understand or think about such complicated things - who am I, where am I, what should I do...?

So it chose to give up thinking, and started to eat and eat... Perhaps as long as there are guys with a similar taste to that body many times, it will be understood.

[The ignorant life uses that limited wisdom to come up with a simple and crude theory - and it is really effective...]

As long as it swallows two more... no, one——it may be able to understand and understand what it is that comes from instinct and inherits the nameless anxiety of the enlightener...

And its target is right in front of it at this moment - a humanoid object exuding the same smell, it has swallowed several such "things" before... Every time it eats, its "consciousness" will become stronger clear...

"No...no—don't come, don't come!!!"

The thing in his hand exuding light and warmth is annoying, but it is not enough to be afraid of it now...

.....

"belch...."

The creature who had a full meal was satisfied with a big belch, and also filled up the last "factor"——

While the nameless irritability and confusion turned into substantive problems, it felt some resonance, which was derived from another characteristic of Haizi factor—this "new creature" can clearly perceive that the distance is gradually leaving own two beings...

Those are the two sub-individuals that it separated not long ago... It feels that it can instruct those sub-individuals at any time, bring food for itself, fight, protect itself——

Curious about this "new ability", it tried it out... Immediately, at the other end, several members of the Church of the Deep Sea who had been kicked out all the way looked at the deformable shape that was originally erratic with hellish expressions. The body suddenly "stands up", and then it does a backflip and at the same time "shows off" the unlucky guy who was closest to it...

The abstraction of this kind of movement made the members of the Deep Sea Church froze in place. After watching the latter "dazzle" the three people in their group, they reacted belatedly, screamed and continued to rush forward in a panic. Running deep down the pipe...

"...Puff~"

As the "matrix", it made a sound that was probably pleasant. It learned this ability very quickly. After it became proficient, it turned its head and began to explore the confusion contained in the factor that gave it "spirituality". ....

— About an hour ago.

Haisi recognized the existence in front of him, it was an instinct from the depths of his life—it was also one of the reasons why he chased all the way to Lateran and left for a long time...

A...or a group of high-level tactical humanoid...creatures of the old night era, human companions, comrades-in-arms...and partners——

Although it can't understand why there is such an emotion between silicon-based life and carbon-based life that is beyond the relationship between the creator and the creature—

However, such a large-scale active figure only represents one thing... Those humans who were also the creators of Haizi are walking in this city ten thousand years later.

And it just happened to have a small, insignificant doubt, wanting to seek answers from those original creators...

[For you now, what is the species of Haisi? 】

Of course, this answer is destined to be undeliverable - but at this moment it probably has a successor...

Chapter 368 We Ursus people should have an Ursus-style solution!

Duchy of Andrey of Usas

The hustle and bustle of Chernobog has come to an end, and the hunters are chasing the clues left by the instigator in the city...

And for the capital of another duchy, the storm has just set off——

Of course, it just stirred up a little... In this city, it seems that there is an invisible hand that silently suppresses some guys who are trying to make a "big news" to death in the dark...

Is the capital in chaos at the moment? ——Of course, the natural chaos, losing the nominal core rulers and heirs of the city one after another, some functions of the city have stopped, and various documents related to the operation of the city's core are piled up in the city lord's mansion, and no one accepts them ...Even people inexplicably disappear every day in the city...

The old butler of the Duke's Mansion, who was able to stabilize the panic-stricken city as the second-in-command and speaker, also felt sad because he heard what happened in the city that day, and was bedridden with a serious illness——

A certain division of the Fourth Legion in the distance of the city received a request for help from the Duke of Tallulah not long ago, and went to destroy a bandit force that flowed in through the Kazdel-Ursas border line, unable to suppress the chaotic situation in the city. situation.

The dignitaries in the city with various information channels are still hesitant about the final ownership of the capital of the duchy—since the Grand Duke was killed in the bombing, some people who couldn't bear it jumped out immediately, Ask to support the grand duke's third or fourth son.

Blind people can see what these guys are up to. They really don't know the administrative capabilities of the third and fourth sons, but their ability to be "wine bags and rice bags" can be regarded as well-known in Kiev, the capital of the Dukedom. ...

Lift them up to the position of the Grand Duke... It’s not a matter of whether the Grand Duke’s surname is Andre or not—those dignitaries who are deeply bound to the interests of Andre’s family naturally intend to make these monkeys anxious” Clowns" keep their mouths shut forever.

"Even if we really want to support a rich man to become the Grand Duke, it's those of us who have fought against the old duke all his life to support him. What are they? Some slickers who bought the title with money and intrigue in business?"

"To these guys, we must punch hard, iron fist!!"

—Speech made by a certain Marquis during a private meeting of the old Duke's former staff.

Of course, this is a secondary contradiction. The contradiction between these old military nobles lies in the Duke's fifth son, Mihai Andrei. These soldiers who fought for Ursus on the battlefields of the country even directly moved for this reason. hand.

The births of military aristocrats are full of diversity—unlike those oil-tongued new aristocrats in their eyes who come from big businessmen and factory owners. Stand out from the civilian class and be promoted to become the elite of the first generation of military aristocrats on the battlefield.

The two had a disagreement on the last son - the old aristocrat who was born in a family thought that little Andre paid too much attention to the civilians at the grassroots level and did not do his job properly. That was something that the Ministry of the Interior of the Empire should take care of. What are you a soldier messing up.

The military nobles who were born in the common people responded with a different attitude. They naturally knew the situation of ordinary people who were born in the common people... Military nobles and military nobles, although the military merits are the first, they cannot hide the fact that the latter are The identity of the governor of one territory.

The better the lives of the people at the grassroots level, the easier it is for our army to discover the talents that were buried in them. Even taking a step back, the quality of life of the people has improved, and the quality of soldiers that the army can recruit will also increase.

——Besides, you old military aristocrats, your ancestors also started from common people, why are you pretending to be big-tailed wolves?

As a matter of course, after these words were uttered, the two groups fought on the spot. The movement of a group of old men born in the military in their [-]s, [-]s and [-]s made people hear the news, and the gendarmes who maintained the most basic order in the city directly Experienced the shock from the elderly——

[Xiao Bizi, what are you looking at, and then you come in and practice your hands for me-what?You can't even beat us old men, shame on you!Discharge you! 】

Of course, this group of energetic old men ended quickly—the Lord who still threatened to punch the speculators hard

"What to fight, what is there to fight - how old is he, except for Mihai, who else can we help?!"

"You're not really going to help the good-for-nothing third and fourth sons of the old general's family - two soft-footed shrimps. Not to mention killing people, there won't be any blood."

"When I heard that my father and elder brother were killed, my first reaction was that tm hid at home and couldn't come out, but if he jumped out and said a few words, I would think that these two bastards still have a bit of backbone-why did the old general's family give birth to two You son of a bitch..."

This senior military officer who is probably the most senior on the field directly broke away from the two colleagues who were still pinching each other, and shouted loudly...

“…”

After looking at each other, all the people present sat back to their seats one after another...by the way, they kicked out the bruised and swollen-faced and bitter-hearted military police.

"The problem is that Mikhail is not in the city - he was invited by the Duke of Tallulah to clear up a group of defeated soldiers who fled here after the Civil War in Kazdel. Everyone is afraid that the boy will return. Not coming."