Everything seems to be going normally in the steam city.
But there is an unknown crisis hidden.
With the application of magic energy, there appears to be no pollution on the surface.
People living in steam cities may not be able to feel it, but Chen Hui, as the creator, clearly feels a corrosive force that has spread throughout all cities.
Don't forget, this is the power from Cthulhu.
Use comes with a price.
In other words... this is not a power that should be used at all.
Pollution, corruption, mutation... these factors have become integrated with the air, floating in every corner of the city.
Slowly integrate into all living bodies.
Like a moth-eaten apple, it looks intact on the outside.
Maybe when you cut it open, there might be worms inside, and there might be more than one.
But there is no pulp, and the apple skin is just a bunch of worms that are constantly wriggling!
In the city, some people have suffered from some strange diseases due to corrosion and pollution.
But humans didn't notice anything strange at all.
At first, no one cared about the birth of some strange diseases...
Of course, freezing three feet doesn't happen in a day.
It will be a long process to have a greater impact on human beings.
As for what will happen, Chen Hui doesn't know. This is the uncertainty of independent development.
But there are more than just human beings in the steam city.
Chen Hui has noticed that there are already some remaining lives in these cities.
Uncertainty becomes gradually certain as contamination causes very visible changes.
Chen Hui's consciousness gathered in a tavern in the city and manifested into a middle-aged man wearing ordinary clothes and walked in.
This is a place where good and bad people are mixed, not only the people are messy, but the hygiene is also messy.
Lower class guys in shabby leather jackets, inserting coins, sour beer flowing from the pipes, talking loudly about a bad day at work.
Cursing those bosses for constantly exploiting them.
Some middle-aged people who were dressed more exquisitely and looked like elites were also sitting in the tavern. They ordered a glass of more expensive wine alone.
He walked up to the unattended women and started talking to them. Today was also a night of having sex behind his wife's back.
Mercenaries with tattoos on their bodies and even limbs replaced with steam prostheses were discussing employment with some forces.
Plan to launch a raid on another organization at some point to seize more territory.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and steam cities are no exception.
Empty wine bottles were piled on the ground, as well as trampled vomit, and some crumbs of food were scattered on the ground.
The wooden boards on the ground have long been black and worn out, and there are still many holes in the corners.
The air is filled with stench, fragrance, sweat, alcohol, sour smell... all mixed together.
There was even more noise inside, making it very lively.
But soon there were a few high-decibel screams, which overwhelmed all the noise and caused a moment of silence.
"Ah! Rat!"
"It scares me to death. Why does that mouse look like that?"
Everyone's eyes followed where the screaming women were looking.
Several fat, shiny rats crawled out of the holes in the boards in the corner.
Not afraid of the gazes of so many people, he ate the vomit and food crumbs on the ground openly.
But compared to the fatness and fearlessness of these mice, what attracted their attention the most.
The bodies of these mice are still very weird.
One of the rats has a pointed beak and a twisted head that looks like two heads pinched together.
The other one had many round bracts growing on its body.
…
These mice are not normal compared to normal mice anyway.
But these people didn't care.
"It's such a unique big rat again. Swick, you'd better clean up the tavern, don't ruin our fun."
"That's right, these mice are just like those bosses. They are disgusting, ugly, and unlucky. Swick, you must give me a discount today!"
"Little beauty, don't be afraid, hug me, I will protect you."
"Hey, free meat, who wants extra food?"
…
Amid the raucous discussions of the crowd.
Then someone took out a sharp knife, strung the rats together, killed them, and threw them into the trash can.
The tavern once again regained its previous bustle.
I just tried to take a sip of the sour beer and spat it out together with the saliva.
Then he looked at the killed rats and smiled.
Chen Hui's consciousness began to spread, following the holes in the wooden boards in the corner.
Under the wooden boards, there are holes of various sizes dug by mice.
These holes are connected to sewer pipes, in this undisturbed underground world.
It is a beautiful home for mice.
Rats of all sizes gathered together in swarms, and some left the sewers in search of food.
There are also people coming back from outside.
And among these mice, most have become abnormal.
The body has various degrees of deformation.
This is caused by the pollution and corrosion caused by magic energy.
These mice were the first creatures to show obvious changes.
Although the abnormality has a great impact on most mice, they have difficulty moving and cannot eat...
But there are some aberrations that don't seem so bad.
For example, some mice are larger, and some have longer or thicker limbs.
Some even grew extra limbs.
Shen Hui's eyes were focused on these deformed mice.
Pollution factors will always exist. Doesn't this distortion seem to be an evolution that adapts to pollution factors?
Although under normal circumstances, this kind of undesirable distortion may very well lead to the extinction of a species.
But if Shen Hui is there, it's not normal.
When thinking about the aberration and evolution of mice, Shen Zhen already had a great idea in his mind.
The world of death requires a huge number of races to expand.
As for mice, they have already reached the standard in terms of quantity.
Of course ordinary mice can't do it, but these abnormally evolved mice...
This reminded Chen Hui of a race of rats, the Skaven.
The Skaven gradually evolved and mutated from ordinary rats into a huge empire of demonic rats.
They are as intelligent as humans, have huge numbers, and have powerful fighting capabilities.
This fits very well with Shen Hui's ideas.
In the aberration of rats in the death world, Chen Hui can forcefully intervene and turn it into a benign aberration.
It is tantamount to evolution.
If the Skaven are given their due identity, they will eventually become a brand new race in the world of death.
Chen Hui smiled with satisfaction. He had an idea, and then he needed certain resources to implement the plan.
