Although his hands have left the soap tactical vest, he still holds his fingers … Noir wants to try to move one finger, but his stiff fingers are completely out of control.
"Shout … Shout … Brother, I owe you my life." Soap sat down with his back against the channel wall and said intermittently.
"I, we … owe … the clown’s life." Noir shook his head and held his hands, bloody and unable to move, and turned to sit opposite the soap.
Two people glances and then looked in the direction of the clown.
The clown has rushed into the depths of the pipeline. At this time, the two men have no strength to raise their tactical hands, so they can’t see the clown figure in the dark. They can see those scarlet eyes running around … Every second, scarlet eyes "go out" and drop. As the number of eyes decreases, a strong scent of blood gradually fills the pipeline.
Chapter nine hundred and fifty-nine Prophet in the past
But in just five minutes, all the scarlet eyes went out, and with a burst of footsteps, the clown came out of the darkness-soap and Noir noticed that although the smell of blood in the air was so heavy that people could vomit, the clown’s body was so clean that he didn’t even get a speck of blood.
"Just … what was that?" Soap immediately asked
"It seems to be a mutant mouse living in the pipeline," said the clown. "This kind of thing is very common in this place."
"A mutant mouse living in a pipeline?" Soap repeated these words, "That is to say, the monsters in the maze in the people’s stories are real?"
The clown nodded his head. A part of the maze is connected with the experimental site of the research institute. Occasionally, experimental creatures escape from bondage and get into the maze. Although the undead crew will have control over the ark, they can find these escaped creatures at any time and kill them, but perhaps for observation purposes, they have not done so.
"Observe … eye?" Soap’s cheek twitched twice. "What do you mean?"
"This maze can be seen as a huge testing ground, and it is a high-quality testing ground that can simulate food shortage, harsh environment, and complex terrain and ecological system. It is much more efficient to put these creatures into it and let them evolve and mutate by themselves than to set up an environmental ecological box," said the clown. "Besides, the main reactor and the protective partition in the vicinity of the maze have been secretly removed, which will affect the radiation concentration in those areas to maintain a high level … and the creatures born in that environment will have more tenacious vitality and will appear in the laboratory.
In the biology laboratory of the Institute, the research team often irradiates experimental organisms with radiation lamps or feeds them with radioactive substances to induce them to mutate. However, the efficiency of this experimental method is very low. Later, researchers often "release" a large number of experimental organisms directly into high-radiation areas in the wilderness-one such experiment was carried out in the Prism Basin.
However, most people would never think that the Institute and the undead crew would be so crazy that they directly saw the Ark residents’ Ann transform the maze with the Ark structural layer into a large variation proving ground.
"That is to say … we will meet more monsters next?" After the soapy force bit himself, the molar hand propped up on the ground. He shone tactical means into the depths of the pipeline-the ground and the pipe wall were stained with a lot of blood that had not dried up, but the clown said that none of the mutant mouse bodies had been seen.
"Hey? What about those monster bodies? Aren’t they dead? Run away again? ！” Soap warily raised the gun and aimed it at the depths of the pipeline.
"They have become nourishment," the clown whispered. "Although these mice are replenished at the soul level compared with humans, their flesh and blood have enough energy to make up for the consumption all the way."
"Soul level supply?" Noir looked up at the clown. "Can you tell us what this means?"
"Actually, the four soldiers I killed are not dead," said the clown. "Absorbing their flesh and blood is secondary, and my main purpose is to absorb their souls."
"Soul? Are you kidding? " Soap narrowed his eyes. "Do people really have that kind of thing? To tell the truth … I don’t believe that even if I have seen so many things about Machamp, I don’t believe that there is such a thing as a soul in this world. This is too superstitious. If a person dies, there is no difference between body and soul! "
"Soul … is a word in my human vocabulary that is as appropriate as possible. You can also understand thinking and consciousness … but I still think that the word soul is the closest to that meaning," said the clown.
"Isn’t thinking and consciousness flowing in the human brain?" Noir immediately said, "It is reasonable to say that all human thoughts and consciousness will dissipate immediately after brain death. Even if there is such a thing as a soul, the soul and the body are separated by law-the body is a soul body, and the soul is independent of law without it."
"There are still many mysteries in the field of human brain research for thousands of years." The clown seems to have become very patient and meticulous. "If you have ever met a lucky person in that experimental project, you will find that human mind can be materialized and materialized … If the power of mind is strong enough to a certain extent, it can be said that it can be said that" all one’s wishes come true "… Of course, I probably have that in my cognition."
"What are you talking about? I don’t understand?" Soap interjected, "Don’t talk about soul and body. I mean one thing. Isn’t it pure nonsense that you said that the four soldiers were not dead?" I watched them die. "
"Their soul or consciousness … has been integrated with me," said the clown. "Can you recognize that the intelligence dealer nicknamed the clown is talking to you now or that the five of us are communicating with you in a common consciousness, but the original clown occupies a dominant position in this common consciousness?"
After listening to the clown’s explanation, although soap is still a little foggy, there is a chilling feeling … Absorbing other people’s souls and merging into one, which sounds like the devil doing things in fairy tales.
"Why are you doing this? Can you give us a reason?" Noir asked again, "I suspect that you are taking us with you to prepare us for’ nourishment’ … Am I right?"
"I will do that if I have to," said the clown truthfully, "but I won’t now."
"Absorb the soul? Absorbing less flesh and blood can make your body gain energy … What about your soul? What does this thing mean to you? "
"I’ve been eroded irreversibly," the clown said slowly. His voice was deep and hoarse, like a rough rope net dragging a rotten wooden deck. Noir and soap felt a sense of chill …
"This kind of erosion will reflect both the body and the soul. Physical erosion is a mutation. I will become a monster in your mouth … but physical erosion will not be fatal for a short time, and it will give me great power as you can see."
The clown paused for a moment and continued, "The most troublesome thing is the soul erosion, which will gradually change my cognition and make me forget that I am a human being. It will transform my thinking into a program without self-awareness, which will manipulate me to do what I should do … and in the final stage of erosion, my soul will gradually be assimilated by him, leaving this weak body to integrate with him."
Soap and Noir held their breath and waited for the clown to go on.
"If we compare this erosion to a progress bar, when the progress bar reaches the end, I will lose myself and completely abandon humanity … the real monster," said the clown. "Those people including Zeus, their souls have fallen. Although they seem to be rational on the surface, they are no longer their original will. They want to sacrifice the Ark human culture to that place and lead this disaster."
"I tried to stop them, but I was too slow. I can pin my hopes on another’ person’ and try my best to remedy the status quo."
"But my erosion degree is also in jeopardy. I have to absorb the souls of those four people when I delay …"
"But," Noir said lightly, interrupting the clown. "You just said that this’ erosion’ is irreversible. Since it is irreversible, it will be like delaying …"
"If erosion is compared to a progress bar, I can definitely push the progress back, but I can’ extend’ the length of the whole progress bar … Absorbing and blending those souls with low erosion degree and little erosion can increase the overall’ quality’ of the soul … At present, there should be three days left when I am awake."
"After three days, if you don’t solve the problem or find a new way to delay, you will’ eat’ us, right?" Noir tried to suppress the fear in his heart and asked as gently as possible.
The clown didn’t answer, but nodded silently.
"What will happen if we fail?"
The white joints rattled, and the edge of the wrist pipe was worn out. A large piece of skin was smeared with deep red blood and a winding blood trail was dragged out until both of them were pulled into the pipe. Noir dared to gasp.
The white joints rattled, and the edge of the wrist pipe was worn out. A large piece of skin was smeared with deep red blood and a winding blood trail was dragged out until both of them were pulled into the pipe. Noir dared to gasp.
Although his hands have left the soap tactical vest, he still holds his fingers … Noir wants to try to move one finger, but his stiff fingers are completely out of control.
"Shout … Shout … Brother, I owe you my life." Soap sat down with his back against the channel wall and said intermittently.
"I, we … owe … the clown’s life." Noir shook his head and held his hands, bloody and unable to move, and turned to sit opposite the soap.
Two people glances and then looked in the direction of the clown.
The clown has rushed into the depths of the pipeline. At this time, the two men have no strength to raise their tactical hands, so they can’t see the clown figure in the dark. They can see those scarlet eyes running around … Every second, scarlet eyes "go out" and drop. As the number of eyes decreases, a strong scent of blood gradually fills the pipeline.
Chapter nine hundred and fifty-nine Prophet in the past
But in just five minutes, all the scarlet eyes went out, and with a burst of footsteps, the clown came out of the darkness-soap and Noir noticed that although the smell of blood in the air was so heavy that people could vomit, the clown’s body was so clean that he didn’t even get a speck of blood.
"Just … what was that?" Soap immediately asked
"It seems to be a mutant mouse living in the pipeline," said the clown. "This kind of thing is very common in this place."
"A mutant mouse living in a pipeline?" Soap repeated these words, "That is to say, the monsters in the maze in the people’s stories are real?"
The clown nodded his head. A part of the maze is connected with the experimental site of the research institute. Occasionally, experimental creatures escape from bondage and get into the maze. Although the undead crew will have control over the ark, they can find these escaped creatures at any time and kill them, but perhaps for observation purposes, they have not done so.
"Observe … eye?" Soap’s cheek twitched twice. "What do you mean?"
"This maze can be seen as a huge testing ground, and it is a high-quality testing ground that can simulate food shortage, harsh environment, and complex terrain and ecological system. It is much more efficient to put these creatures into it and let them evolve and mutate by themselves than to set up an environmental ecological box," said the clown. "Besides, the main reactor and the protective partition in the vicinity of the maze have been secretly removed, which will affect the radiation concentration in those areas to maintain a high level … and the creatures born in that environment will have more tenacious vitality and will appear in the laboratory.
In the biology laboratory of the Institute, the research team often irradiates experimental organisms with radiation lamps or feeds them with radioactive substances to induce them to mutate. However, the efficiency of this experimental method is very low. Later, researchers often "release" a large number of experimental organisms directly into high-radiation areas in the wilderness-one such experiment was carried out in the Prism Basin.
However, most people would never think that the Institute and the undead crew would be so crazy that they directly saw the Ark residents’ Ann transform the maze with the Ark structural layer into a large variation proving ground.
"That is to say … we will meet more monsters next?" After the soapy force bit himself, the molar hand propped up on the ground. He shone tactical means into the depths of the pipeline-the ground and the pipe wall were stained with a lot of blood that had not dried up, but the clown said that none of the mutant mouse bodies had been seen.
"Hey? What about those monster bodies? Aren’t they dead? Run away again? ！” Soap warily raised the gun and aimed it at the depths of the pipeline.
"They have become nourishment," the clown whispered. "Although these mice are replenished at the soul level compared with humans, their flesh and blood have enough energy to make up for the consumption all the way."
"Soul level supply?" Noir looked up at the clown. "Can you tell us what this means?"
"Actually, the four soldiers I killed are not dead," said the clown. "Absorbing their flesh and blood is secondary, and my main purpose is to absorb their souls."
"Soul? Are you kidding? " Soap narrowed his eyes. "Do people really have that kind of thing? To tell the truth … I don’t believe that even if I have seen so many things about Machamp, I don’t believe that there is such a thing as a soul in this world. This is too superstitious. If a person dies, there is no difference between body and soul! "
"Soul … is a word in my human vocabulary that is as appropriate as possible. You can also understand thinking and consciousness … but I still think that the word soul is the closest to that meaning," said the clown.
"Isn’t thinking and consciousness flowing in the human brain?" Noir immediately said, "It is reasonable to say that all human thoughts and consciousness will dissipate immediately after brain death. Even if there is such a thing as a soul, the soul and the body are separated by law-the body is a soul body, and the soul is independent of law without it."
"There are still many mysteries in the field of human brain research for thousands of years." The clown seems to have become very patient and meticulous. "If you have ever met a lucky person in that experimental project, you will find that human mind can be materialized and materialized … If the power of mind is strong enough to a certain extent, it can be said that it can be said that" all one’s wishes come true "… Of course, I probably have that in my cognition."
"What are you talking about? I don’t understand?" Soap interjected, "Don’t talk about soul and body. I mean one thing. Isn’t it pure nonsense that you said that the four soldiers were not dead?" I watched them die. "
"Their soul or consciousness … has been integrated with me," said the clown. "Can you recognize that the intelligence dealer nicknamed the clown is talking to you now or that the five of us are communicating with you in a common consciousness, but the original clown occupies a dominant position in this common consciousness?"
After listening to the clown’s explanation, although soap is still a little foggy, there is a chilling feeling … Absorbing other people’s souls and merging into one, which sounds like the devil doing things in fairy tales.
"Why are you doing this? Can you give us a reason?" Noir asked again, "I suspect that you are taking us with you to prepare us for’ nourishment’ … Am I right?"
"I will do that if I have to," said the clown truthfully, "but I won’t now."
"Absorb the soul? Absorbing less flesh and blood can make your body gain energy … What about your soul? What does this thing mean to you? "
"I’ve been eroded irreversibly," the clown said slowly. His voice was deep and hoarse, like a rough rope net dragging a rotten wooden deck. Noir and soap felt a sense of chill …
"This kind of erosion will reflect both the body and the soul. Physical erosion is a mutation. I will become a monster in your mouth … but physical erosion will not be fatal for a short time, and it will give me great power as you can see."
The clown paused for a moment and continued, "The most troublesome thing is the soul erosion, which will gradually change my cognition and make me forget that I am a human being. It will transform my thinking into a program without self-awareness, which will manipulate me to do what I should do … and in the final stage of erosion, my soul will gradually be assimilated by him, leaving this weak body to integrate with him."
Soap and Noir held their breath and waited for the clown to go on.
"If we compare this erosion to a progress bar, when the progress bar reaches the end, I will lose myself and completely abandon humanity … the real monster," said the clown. "Those people including Zeus, their souls have fallen. Although they seem to be rational on the surface, they are no longer their original will. They want to sacrifice the Ark human culture to that place and lead this disaster."
"I tried to stop them, but I was too slow. I can pin my hopes on another’ person’ and try my best to remedy the status quo."
"But my erosion degree is also in jeopardy. I have to absorb the souls of those four people when I delay …"
"But," Noir said lightly, interrupting the clown. "You just said that this’ erosion’ is irreversible. Since it is irreversible, it will be like delaying …"
"If erosion is compared to a progress bar, I can definitely push the progress back, but I can’ extend’ the length of the whole progress bar … Absorbing and blending those souls with low erosion degree and little erosion can increase the overall’ quality’ of the soul … At present, there should be three days left when I am awake."
"After three days, if you don’t solve the problem or find a new way to delay, you will’ eat’ us, right?" Noir tried to suppress the fear in his heart and asked as gently as possible.
The clown didn’t answer, but nodded silently.
"What will happen if we fail?"
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