Gamers Are Fierce - Chapter 942

[Chapter 941 Test]

Goo-dong, goo-dong.

In the cave, there was a sound like drinking water.

The long and narrow conduit kept squirming, expanding, and contracting. The fat man standing on the rock, his limbs trembling wildly, his eyes rolled up high, and his eyeballs were full of bloodshots.

“Singer? What’s wrong with Singer?”

Another thin man above the cliff was lying on the grass, the flashlight in his hand was shaking, but he could only see the fat man’s shrugged shoulders and back, “Did you find her? The

terrifying silence lasted for more than ten seconds. When the thin man above the cliff with a pounding heart gently pulled out his pistol and was about to jump down, there was

a long, relieved breath from below.

“Huh…” The

fat man’s eyeballs returned to normal, he shrugged his shoulders down, took a few steps back, and smiled at his companion above, “I’m fine.”

“…What happened to you just now?” The thin man didn’t move, Licking his dry lips, “Didn’t you say you found her?”

“I saw it wrong.” The

fat man said lightly: “There is one of her clothes in the cave, she must have been here, but she has left now.

Just now There was a snake on the back of my foot, I didn’t dare to move, but now the snake has crawled away.”

“Oh, come up quickly.” The

thin man shone his flashlight below, and let go of his guard, “The terrain is relatively high there. Ping, go from there.”

“Well.” The

thin man watched his companion walk out of the cave, along the slope, and up the cliff. The two walked towards the grass and other bright places.

The thin man kept his arms protected, and rubbed his arms with his palms, “It’s so cold… You said that if the pariah woman is not found today or tomorrow, will the new director give up?”

“Maybe.”

The fat man walked behind his companion and took a step slower.

“I don’t think he will give up.” The

thin man complained softly, “Oh, I don’t know how long it will take. Let’s go find out tonight, the parents of the three untouchable women?

Bring a stick and a pistol . , and threaten those pariahs again, and let them persuade the new director to give up the investigation.

Do you think it is feasible?”

“It is possible.”

“No, forget it. If the new director finds out, it will be more troublesome… The

thin man complained: “Tell you something, don’t tell anyone else.

My uncle has quietly reported to the superiors in Southern State, reporting that the new director has abused his power and deliberately aroused local anger. It is best to remove him from the director. Get it down from the position, and if it doesn’t help, you can transfer him to another place, stop torturing us…”

Slap!

The thin man shuddered violently, turned around, covered the back of his neck with his hands, and yelled at his companion in shock, “Why are you beating me?”

“There are bugs.” The

fat man smiled and raised his dark palms. Flying insects, a puddle of faint blood.

“Is it necessary to use so much force?” The

thin man scolded and wiped the skin on the back of his neck. He didn’t notice a strange smile

on the fat man’s face. A micro-injection needle is slowly retracting back under the skin.

——In

the cave, the dark-skinned girl stared blankly at her palm.

She could feel that a slender and long worm-like creature was entrenched behind her neck, and parasites of different shapes and functions were also parasitized in her arms, legs, and limbs.

The parasite at the back of the neck was releasing extremely weak electrical signals, causing the girl to flash blurry and chaotic scenes before her eyes, and heard some dream-like sounds.

Lying in the cave, the brain worm [Fenrir] disguised as a brown-black wild dog, stared indifferently at the girl whose body and mind were changing.

The parasite behind the opponent’s neck is actually a psionic receiver tube that only responds to the psychic energy of the worm nest. It can receive instructions from the will of the worm nest through psychic energy.

The plan formulated by Her Majesty the Holy Maiden is actually only a general direction.

The specific implementation link still relies on the brain worm council, which has a large scale of computing power and a clear division of labor, to coordinate the planning and formulate detailed steps.

This Indian girl has actually become the first generation of “transformed”.

Over time, the parasitic organs behind her neck will mature, not only can receive spiritual energy, but also allow the host’s will to connect into the Divine Link and Psionic Network of the Hive.

While providing the power of faith for the creator, it can also cooperate with the second and third generation of the converted (parasitic organs can cultivate new eggs in the host, and spread through physical contact. The first and second generations The transformation process is more violent and direct. The third generation is silent),

collecting intelligence and assisting the soldiers of the gene stealer sequence, gradually spread and expand in human society.

The brain worm Fenrir released psionic fluctuations and asked indifferently in the girl’s mind, “What’s your name.”

Through the parasitic organs whispering like a dream, the girl has understood the existence of the will of the worm’s nest and her own mission. Respectfully replied: “Pulan.”

Crash – the

sea splashed, animals one after another, crawled out of the ocean, cats, dogs, monkeys, mice, and even calves.

These special forces worms disguised as ordinary animals stared deeply at the brain worm Fenrir, and

under the guidance of the birds and soldiers in the sky, they climbed up the coastline and set off for the landing.

Expansion begins.

“Let’s go.”

Fenrir stood up from the ground, jumped back and forth between the rocks, and easily jumped up the cliff.

The dark-skinned young girl also bent her knees and jumped up, grasping the vines on the edge of the low cliff with her palms and leaping to the ground.

In the dark night, the girl asked softly, “Where are we going?”

“Your home is in the village to the north, right?”

Fenrir said indifferently: “Go there first and settle your affairs. Then go to Bangalore, that The city has a population of 1.5 million.

Then there are Mumbai, Calcutta, Chennai, New Delhi, Chandigarh…”

“My business…” The

dark-skinned girl showed a strange expression on her face.

As a special first-generation convert, the parasitic organ on the back of her neck enables her to “hear” the psionic echo of the hive’s will and instinctively accept orders.

Under the order, her brain will also give a reasonable explanation for this based on her past experience as an untouchable pariah in India: The world is like a house on fire, and all living beings are suffering. In purgatory on earth, only by embracing the will of the worm’s nest can this filthy cycle be broken.

“You are very lucky, His Majesty is watching you.”

Brainworm Fenrir said coldly: “It is to take revenge on those people in the village, directly destroy them, and replace them all with gene stealers.

Or carry out parasitic transformation on them . .

Depends on you.

This is the test for you by the Holy Maiden, now, do what you should do.”

[End of this Chapter]