It was a massacre in broad daylight.
The brilliance of blood bloomed, and cruelty and evil spread out. The wedding of blood, the corpses, and the malicious spirits of the underworld returned to the human world. Their monstrous resentment could not be resolved, and they devoured lives and slaughtered living creatures. They wanted to turn the human world into a ghost realm.
The Ironhead Ape held a gun in his hand and was vigilant. The malicious spirits surrounded him, and they howled. The corpses that had been dead for a long time had a crazy and strange Senran smile on their faces. They regained the ability to move and launched crazy attacks until they died, as if they wanted to vent all the resentment of the malicious spirits that had died.
All of this was like a nightmare. It was as if they were no longer in the human world. In this terrifying scene that exceeded expectations and challenged the limits of human imagination, even the powerful martial artists with superpowers could not help but feel scared and tremble all over.
The Ironhead Ape swallowed a mouthful of saliva, calming its increasingly rapid heartbeat.
All of this was beyond his understanding, and he could not accept it.
However, compared to the strangeness of the resurrection of the corpses, what he could not accept was …
"Mom, mom, mom, tear it apart and kill it!"
With a bang, the thick beam swept through the abdomen of a Living Corpse, and it was directly swept into two. The two halves of the Living Corpse twitched a few times and then fell to the ground powerlessly.
Sun Lang took back the thick beam in his hand and carried it on his shoulder.
He gave the Ironhead Ape a thumbs up. "Let me tell you, a baseball bat is the standard equipment to deal with zombies, and there are all kinds of special modification techniques. If you're a racer with a daughter, you can use nails to modify it into a mace. If you're a garbage collector, you can even add a rocket to it …"
That was right … This was the thing that the Ironhead Ape could not accept the most.
It was clearly such a dangerous, evil, and terrifying scene, but the person in front of him had turned it into some kind of special instruction. Not only was it not too scary, it was even a little funny.
From the moment he killed the first Living Corpse with a gun, and after he said in a deep voice, "It's time to show you the various special skills to fight zombies that I practiced in Raccoon City, Good Luck City, Vassana, the quarantine area of Boston, the Empire Sanatorium, and the vegetable field in front of my house." He began to convulse.
"To fight zombies, you need to use blunt weapons!
Being big is good, being big is beautiful, and having a thick stick is justice! "
Sun Lang held the beam of the house with both hands and swung it around like a home run. The other Living Corpse's eyes bulged and its head shattered. Then, the Living Corpse collapsed to the ground like a pile of soft mud.
Sun Lang, who had another kill, nodded at the iron-headed ape. "Of course, you can beat people up too. Wrap a barbed wire around it or something … That's how Glenn died."
She couldn't understand what he was saying at all. Seeing how he was acting so matter-of-factly, was this common knowledge?
The Ironhead Ape couldn't help but wonder if it had been living in the forest for too long and had been separated from society for too long. Had it already lost touch with the world?
Seeing that Sun Lang was so excited, he could only nod. "You're right, you're right."
"Right, right!"
Sun Lang inexplicably became happy. He raised the beam in his hand and directly stabbed another Living Corpse to the ground. Then, he turned his head and looked at the last Living Corpse.
The last Living Corpse was a delicate and pretty little maid. Although her abdomen was empty, her face was pale, and her smile was evil, it could still be seen that she had a good aptitude when she was alive. Sun Lang originally wanted to give her an Argentinian suplex or a strangulation technique, but after seeing the other party's delicate little face and graceful figure, he hesitated.
This Living Corpse didn't hesitate. She raised her hands and rushed at Sun Lang, opening her bloody mouth.
Sun Lang dodged to the side and reached out to press on the Living Corpse's shoulder.
Suddenly, the Living Corpse's delicate body shook violently. Her pale face actually flushed red. She trembled three times in a row, and the tight muscles in her body instantly became loose. She swayed a few steps left and right, and then her legs went soft and she fell to the ground.
The iron-headed ape was watching with great force. After seeing this, its eyes almost popped out — What, what was this situation?
What kind of skill was this?
This, this, this … How did you do it?
You didn't seem to use any strength?
Before he had time to ask, Sun Lang snorted, "I knew it … Useless thing!
You're still so licentious even after death, you really disappoint me! "
After saying this, he struck out with his palm and chopped the Living Corpse that was trying to get up into a pile of rotten meat.
… Why are you suddenly angry!?
What's with the mixed expression of disappointment and relief on your face?
Were you expecting something just now?
A lot of questions arose in the iron-headed ape's heart, but before he could open his mouth, Sun Lang looked at him with a smile that didn't look like a smile. He made a shushing gesture and said gently, "Monkey, I know you have a lot of questions in your heart, but I suggest you don't ask. Do you know why?"
The iron-headed ape felt a chill in his heart and secretly cursed. He could only lower his eyebrows and said, "Because stupid people live longer?"
"Wrong, wrong."
Sun Lang's voice was unfathomable, and there was no emotional fluctuation in it. This made the iron-headed ape's heart uneasy, but the next moment, the ranger suddenly laughed. He pointed at his cheek with his finger and mischievously blinked his left eye, "Because boys always have their own little secret …"
"…"
What should I do? I really want to vomit. I really want to hit him, but I know that if I do that, I will definitely die. What should I do?
Sun Lang's expression was kind and patiently guided, "You must have a lot to say in your heart. It doesn't matter, just have the courage and say it out loud. I definitely won't be angry."
I'd be a fool to believe you!
Sun Lang saw the iron-headed ape's evasive expression and sighed disappointedly, "It's really difficult to change people's profession these days. The profession of roasting is very good. It can heal, and it's very balanced … You see, I'm the only one singing a one-man show. It's very lonely. Can you learn a little roasting skill?"
Unfortunately, the iron-headed ape had no idea what he was talking about.
"Lonely …" Sun Lang shrugged, "Forget it, the battle is over. It's time to loot the corpses."
The iron-headed ape was worried about how to talk to Sun Lang. Hearing this, his spirit was lifted and he asked, "Loot the corpses?"
"Yes."
Sun Lang walked to a few corpses piled together and squatted down, "Enemies usually drop some items, such as money, equipment, experience balls, and so on … Hmm, some monsters also drop some rare ingredients that can be made into S-grade dishes … For example …"
He exerted a little force with both hands, and with the sound of flesh and blood being separated, he pulled out a big centipede with a thick body from a corpse. Then, he smiled at the old iron-headed ape and asked, "How's my Gathering skill?"
The iron-headed ape looked at the huge centipede. Its segmented body hung down powerlessly, and its dense legs were still trembling unconsciously. A hint of fear and dread flashed in his eyes. He took a step back and said in a trembling voice, "Ingredients?"
Sun Lang nodded, "Boil it in boiling water for a while and let the centipede spit out all its venom and urine. Then, remove its head and tail, peel off its shell, fry it in oil, and mix it with condiments. It's very good. I heard from a stinky beggar that it's very delicious. Go find a pot, and we'll try it."
As he spoke, he peeled off the large centipedes from the other corpses. Each of them had a huge body and densely packed legs. It was a daunting sight. The Ironhead Ape trembled with fear. "… Are we really going to eat this?"
Sun Lang rolled his eyes, "Alright, stop joking now. My surname is not Bei."
Without changing his expression, he placed the bloody centipedes in a row and wiped his hands on the clothes of the dead people. Then, he stretched out his hand and lightly flicked the head of the centipede on the side.
The long centipede's body trembled, then it suddenly raised its head and opened its huge claws. Layers of segmented legs circled and intertwined. With a strong bounce, the centipede jumped up and bit at Sun Lang's arm!
The ranger waved his hand casually, and a Young Pioneer's Hand Blade chopped the centipede's back, knocking it heavily to the ground and making it dizzy.
The centipede seemed to have sensed the huge gap in strength between it and Sun Lang when its attack failed. It immediately rushed out a few meters away, and then its abdomen and legs twisted, quickly digging a hole. Its whole body drilled down, as if it wanted to use Earth Escape.
Sun Lang smiled and stretched out his hand to slap the ground. A few meters away, the ground suddenly exploded, and the centipede that had drilled half of its body into the ground was blown up into the air.
The ranger did not look at the pitiful centipede that was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws in the air. He said lightly, "It is very aggressive and hostile, but it does lack intelligence. It is still a creature that acts according to its instincts … The corpses that it controls are the same, and so are they themselves …"
He stretched out his hand and knocked, waking up the second centipede.
After the centipede woke up, although it subconsciously made an attack, in the next moment, its body bounced and fled outside. It did not attack Sun Lang.
The ranger's eyes lit up, "Is this a coincidence?"
He woke up the third centipede, which also chose to run away as soon as it woke up.
"Sure enough, it's not."
Sun Lang stretched out his hand and grasped the air. The centipede that had fled ten meters away seemed to have hit an invisible wall and could no longer move forward. The ranger's eyes lit up, and he said to himself, "After the first centipede woke up, it immediately attacked me. This is a creature's self-defense instinct, so it is very normal.
But after the second and third centipedes woke up, they chose to escape immediately … They were in a coma before, but after waking up, they received the message 'You can't win, run quickly' … "
"Did they release some kind of pheromone, or …"
The ranger flicked his five fingers and woke up the fourth and fifth centipedes.
Previously, when he was dealing with the living dead, Sun Lang used a heavy method to stun the flying centipedes in the corpses, causing them to fall into a coma so that he could use them for some experiments. Now, he had indeed gained some results.
In this courtyard, the five centipedes flew into the sky and burrowed into the ground, looking for a chance to escape. Unfortunately, they encountered a vicious hunter. Sun Lang squatted on the ground and flicked his ten fingers, constantly repelling the centipedes' escape attempts again and again. He set up an inescapable net, firmly suppressing these terrifying creatures that could parasitize the human body.
His eyes became brighter and brighter.
"They're constantly trying new escape methods instead of stubbornly following one path to the end. They're even cooperating with each other and constantly formulating tactical actions. This is no longer something that can be done by releasing pheromones … But they indeed have no consciousness and no opinions, only instincts. Then, there's only one possibility …" Sun Lang looked around and shook his head. "Unfortunately, mental power isn't my forte, or I would've discovered something."
The Ironhead Ape was confused. "What are you talking about?"
Sun Lang cast a sidelong glance at him. "Before I explain it to you, shouldn't you say something to me?
You seem to know this kind of thing and are very afraid of them? "
The Ironhead Ape's face became very unsightly. "I know this kind of centipede … But at that time, they only parasitize birds and beasts, and their bodies are very small, so they can only occupy small birds and beasts. Moreover, the creatures in the mountains live every day in the midst of hunting and being hunted, so they're extremely alert. The centipedes move slowly, so how can they be parasitized so easily?
In addition, this kind of centipede is difficult to breed, so although it's strange, it's nothing … "
The ranger curled his lips. "But now, it has become something at the level of a parasitic beast. Not only is it huge, but it's also extremely agile and violent. Its combat power is very strong, and it can parasitize humans and turn the dead into ferocious zombies. Maybe it can even spit out terrible parasites from its mouth …"
The Ironhead Ape smiled bitterly. "I've also thought about whether this kind of centipede can live on a human's body. If it can, how terrible would it be … I didn't expect it to really become a reality …"
"Then why is it like this?"
Sun Lang touched his chin and pondered. "According to your description, although this kind of centipede's way of survival and hunting are strange and strange, it didn't become a disaster because it has many natural enemies and is weak.
But now, its physiological defects have been made up one by one, and it has become a fierce predator that can even threaten the lives of all creatures … Do you have any clues as to why it has become like this? "
The Ironhead Ape smiled bitterly. He was too scared to be shocked, so how could he have any clues?
"It's the clothes, the tattered Tucson, and the level of the posture needs to be improved. You feudal natives really have poor imagination." The time traveler Sun Lang said that this kind of plot development could be guessed with his toes.
"It must be some crazy scientist who wants to die …" He spread his hands. "Heaven has its own rules, and all things are in balance. There is no perfect creature. Even if there is, in the end, it will be the stars in the sky … This centipede is so awesome. Someone must have adjusted it and mutated it …"
He smiled. "Ah … In this small Lu Town, there are so many demons.
In a short period of time, there are martial artists who make great leaps, monsters run rampant in the Herb Garden at night, and ferocious flying centipedes that can parasitize humans.
What's more interesting is that there is a subtle connection between these three, and they all point in the same direction … Big news. "
The Ironhead Ape was confused, but he finally grasped the main point of the question. "Then what did you find when you studied these centipedes?"
"Previously, we encountered a flying centipede in the Hundred Herb Garden. It was residing in an old monk's body. It knew how to deceive people, how to lie, and how to control a person's physiological functions. It was no different from a normal person. However, these centipedes were extremely stupid. They were just ordinary insects and beasts. Therefore, I have a guess … Could there be social classes among the centipedes? The high-level flying centipedes have their own intelligence and ideas …"
He walked a few steps to the side and pointed in the direction of the hall, where the body of Fourth Elder Zhao was lying. "This is the second discovery.
In the entire mansion, everyone's body was hollowed out, and their spines were swallowed by the flying centipedes, turning them into living corpses that thirst for flesh and blood. But Old Zhao's spine was hollowed out. Why is that? "
The Ironhead Ape pondered and said, "Are you saying that the flying centipede in Fourth Elder Zhao's body is intelligent?"
"It's very likely, but it could also be the murderer's trick …" Sun Lang said calmly, "Not long ago, I found an excuse to beat Fourth Elder Zhao, and secretly checked his spine, but I didn't find any problems. But according to the current situation, no problem is the most terrible problem …"
"Because there are only two possibilities … First, the murderer deliberately dug out Fourth Elder Zhao's spine. Although the purpose is unclear, it must be to mislead me …" Sun Lang's eyes flashed, and he said faintly, "The second possibility is the most terrible … This means that the flying centipede living in the human body seems to have a way to change its shape and disguise itself as a spine, so that people can't find any abnormalities …"
He looked up. The fog had dispersed, but the sun was not warm. The sky was gloomy, as if it was going to rain, as if a terrible storm was brewing.
Xie Agui, Kong Zhongwu, the farmer, Fourth Sister-in-law Dan, and even …
Are you guys still yourselves?
Who knows?
Also, the spines of Fourth Elder Zhao's family were all occupied by the flying centipede, and there were no wounds on the backs of the corpses. This meant that the parasitism didn't happen recently, and it wasn't forced by the adult centipede, but from the larval stage … Then the question was, how many cases like this were there?
Who was controlling and operating all of this?
A figure flashed in his mind. In the Herb Garden, there was a sweet smile.
At this time, the Ironhead Ape seemed to remember something, and he suddenly slapped his thigh. "I remember that other than Fourth Elder Zhao, there is also the head of the He family, He Chunlai!
Let's go to the He Family quickly, maybe we can still make it! "
Sun Lang shook his head and said coldly, "It's too late. You came to make trouble for me this morning, and the murderer took away Kong Xie and the others when I was out to deal with you. We figured out the key to the problem, so we went to find Fourth Elder Zhao first, and then we encountered such a thing. The murderer had time to empty out the internal organs of these people, and arranged them like this. Do you think he didn't have time to kill He Chunlai?"
That's true … The Ironhead Ape nodded. "Then we …"
The ranger's eyes were like lightning, and he said resolutely, "We can't be led by the nose by her!
She's still far from tricking me! "