"The node I added is the first link in the key logic of mantis infection, the inferrer, An Yu."
A smile suddenly appeared in those black eyes. Although it was only for a moment, it diluted the feeling of oppression.
"Forgot? There is also a bet with the most disparity in history hanging on the Spire Forum."
An Yu didn't react for a moment, "What?"
"Didn't you ask me how to conquer the minaret?" Qin Zhilu said calmly: "I will teach you the first rule - when you make a comeback, you must let them know where they lost."
An Yu was stunned for a moment.
Qin Zhilu's tone sounded like he was sure he would make a comeback.
And he never thought about conquering the spire, he just wanted to survive. Did the commander misunderstand something...
Before he could argue, Qin Zhilu said seriously: "The mantis should be deformed in three stages. The first stage is the limbs, which will be completed spontaneously as long as it comes into contact with the source of infection. The second stage is the trunk, and the third stage is probably the head, starting from the third stage. From the second stage, you need to eat the same kind to evolve."
An Yu nodded. He stared at the place where the mantis had just fought and thought for a while, "Sir, I'm a little scared. Can you give me a weapon?"
Qin Zhilu opened his windbreaker.
"No gun!" An Yu said immediately.
He tried not to show fear and looked at Qin Zhilu's thighs.
There was a short knife that was all black and shiny.
"Want this?" Qin Zhilu raised his eyebrows, "This is harder to control than a gun. It is very sharp and can easily hurt yourself."
An Yu reached out and pulled out the knife from his leg, then tucked it into his waist and covered it under his windbreaker.
"Thank you, sir," he said softly.
At night, the whole city lost power again. Only the thin moonlight penetrated the miasma, and the sky began to rain jellyfish again.
As soon as the resource manager saw them coming back, he asked them to go to the warehouse to help pack supplies.
An Yu stood still in the living room, "You go first, I want to find something to eat."
The head of the resource suddenly looked, "Are you hungry?"
An Yu said calmly, "You will be hungry even if you run for a day."
"Really? I think it's okay." The resource manager looked at him meaningfully, "There is a lot of bread in the cupboard, go and eat it."
"Um."
An Yu watched them leave, took out a whole loaf of thick bread from the cupboard, and turned to walk in the other direction of the corridor.
As he walked, he murmured: "Of course you think it's okay."
The house was shrouded in darkness and silence, with only the sounds of footsteps and swallowing bread. He passed by the small storage room and opened the innermost door.
The room with the resource manager was very spacious, and the window slits were not sealed with glue, but there were no jellyfish or water bugs.
An Yu opened the only wardrobe.
The cabinet was stuffed with messy clothes, and in the dimness one could vaguely make out the uniforms of the resource station, and...
"What are you looking for?" A voice suddenly appeared from behind.
An Yu's hand turning over his clothes paused.
Without looking back, he stuffed the remaining piece of bread into his mouth.
"Are you so hungry?" the resource manager's voice was hoarse with a smile, "You're not really going to have a problem, are you?"
An Yu slowly swallowed the bread, letting those delicious wheat kernels soothe the slowly rising and unquenchable irritability in his heart.
The resource manager seemed to be patiently waiting for him to finish eating, or just observing from behind to see if he had any abnormalities.
An Yu's eyes finally locked on the corner of the cabinet.
There is a military logo on the collar of the clothes in the corner. It is a special anti-infection suit for the military, with large dried blood stains on it.
No normal person would dare to put clothes with the blood of aberrants in their room.
An Yu swallowed the last bite of bread and said, "Sir, you seem to be expecting something to happen to me."
He turned back suddenly, staring at the resource manager with his usually empty golden eyes.
"Like the guy on the shuttle bus, did you also mistake me for the same kind of person?"
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[Scrap Book Pages] 05 Commander’s Fantasy
The Lawmen say that everyone wants to be governed by the Law.
But no one dared to imagine what a terrible experience that would be.
Officer No. 1 of the Spire is cold and decisive, and never gives anyone a look.
He cannot be a patient guide.
Praise and affirmation will never be given.
Emotional value? Idiot's dream.
Being supervised by him will bring you glory in front of others and a strong heart in the back.
It wasn't until later that An Yu joined the Minaret.
"It turns out I'm just not worthy." Those dead ducks lamented one after another.
Chapter 8 Lost Area 53·08
Under the dim moonlight, the director moved his legs impatiently.
His knees seemed to be moving upward, and his calves were elongated in proportion, pushing up his trouser legs from the middle.
An Yu listened intently to the sound of fibers pulling, and said to himself: "After another whole day of taking photos, are we finally going to complete the first stage of distortion?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the long sleeves and trouser legs of the resource were torn at the same time, and the huge mantis feet stretched out and slashed towards him!
An Yu instantly bounced back and landed lightly on the ground.
Through the dust kicked up in the air, he leaned down and put his hands on the ground to stare at the other person.
The resource manager was surprised, "The ignorant maggots of subsistence allowances can actually escape."
"Thanks for the compliment."
He really has very little knowledge, so he can remember everything he has seen.
The resource leader's attack mode is exactly the same as that of the mantis man during the day.
The thin light hit the shaky sickle shadow on the ground. An Yu said slowly: "You forged the survival guide, right? The mantis should just rely on the light to activate the distortion. The light is the raw material for the first-level distortion. The first-level distortion is completed. Later, we will change to eating the same kind. Not only do you have to compete with jellyfish for food, but you also have to kill the same kind. This mechanism will make Area 53 face a reshuffle, and your status will not be guaranteed."
"What should we do?" He raised his eyes and stared at the resource manager. "We can only use the survival guide to trick everyone into turning on the lights and turning on the distortion. Then, before they understand the rules, use cookies to take away their light sources to ensure that they are better than you. Slowness becomes the food you store for the next stage.”
The resource manager shook his sickle-shaped forelimbs excitedly, "It seems that you have met a guy who has completed the first level of evolution, but why do you doubt me?"
"Inverted."
"What's wrong?"
"The logic is reversed." An Yu looked past the ugly body and looked at the corridor behind him, "Everyone knows that you are the most despicable person."
The sour smell in the room made him have the illusion of returning to the low-income dormitory for a moment, and he even pictured Ling Qiu talking in front of his eyes. Ling Qiu had really taught him a lot, and those scattered thoughts over the years had grown into his subconscious.
He stared at the darkness of the corridor, "My neighbor said that nobility is the worst lie of the despicable. When a disaster is approaching, you take the initiative to take us in and give us bread as soon as you take action. Isn't it ridiculous enough?"
"It turns out that you have been suspicious of me from the beginning... I never noticed you in the slums." The resource manager's voice gradually became hissing, "That's right, you are my food reserve. Being a man is not the same as being a mantis. is that so?"
"That's right. But sir -" An Yu's gaze suddenly returned to his face, and the pupils in his golden eyes quickly condensed.
Gradually become a line.
He sighed, "We foodies also have the right to be dissatisfied with the rules."
Before he could sigh, the sickle foot suddenly struck!
The moment An Yu dodged, the sharp blade suddenly changed from a heavy smash to a flat sweep. He dodged again and rolled away, but was immediately picked up by the other side and swung against the wall!
A loud bang! The body bounced off the wall heavily, and was stabbed back again by the sickle!
An Yu's heart beat rapidly out of control, the arteries in his neck beat wildly, and he kissed the blade of his foot through the skin.
"It is impossible for a human body to shake aberrant creatures." The resource manager looked at him darkly, "Didn't your neighbor teach you this?"
An Yu raised his head and said, "Indeed not."
The dust on the wall fell into his hair, and he held his breath. He pressed his arms against the sickle and stretched it out with all his strength. One millimeter, one centimeter. The veins popped up in his forehead, and the gap between the two sickles opened wider and wider. ——
The resource manager suddenly relieved himself! The moment he broke free and jumped up, it struck his shoulder again!
——An Yu was knocked down from the air and his knees were hit hard!
The heavy scythe pressed him into the ground, and a huge shadow enveloped him. He knelt at his feet and gasped for breath.
"A familiar picture." The resource director sneered, with the sickle hanging high above his head, "It seems that the people in Area 53 will always be my food."
An Yu took deep breaths again and again, until the bottom of his lungs was about to burst, and his heartbeat calmed down a little.
He said lightly: "What was kneeling here ten years ago was indeed food."
After a moment of silence, he suddenly raised his head and faced the sharp blade.
"But today, the world has changed."
The hunched waist suddenly rose, and the resource manager only had time to see his body flash, his hand reaching behind him, and a bright light shot straight up from under him, throwing out a neat arc in the dark room.
The moment he lost his vision, a whisper sounded in his ear.
"Today, I just want to kneel here again and finish you off."
On the ferry, An Yu couldn't figure out why the officer shot Mantis in the back of the head. The weak spot was obviously the eyes.
The resource director's left eye spattered with blood! An Yu held the handle of the knife with both hands, raised it above his head in the air, used himself as a weapon, and used the momentum of his fall to push him to the ground!
Stupid! The blade sparked sparks on the mantis' joints!
