What is a race for survival?

It is to do everything, effort, luck, resources and even life, to give everything that can be given, just so that the entire race can survive.

It's a dream, and even if Izuki doesn't react in any way, it will go on naturally.

Her perspective is attached to this small life, and she follows it as she ventures through this world dominated by red.

After passing through a circular passage, it crashed into a mass of snot-like shapeless patrolmen who squirmed to wrap it apart.

At the moment of being enveloped, Izuki tasted the feeling of being drowned in despair, her consciousness struggling while it remained motionless.

Izuki felt that she must have cried uncontrollably, she was obviously so scared, but her body was motionless.

Just when she was so sad that she wanted to vomit, out of nowhere came a distorted singing voice, which was soft and soothing, and made her out of the state of mind of that tiny life, and realized that it was just a dream.

It died, devoured by the patrolling snot giant, and departed with that brief singing.

Fortunately, the process of dying is not painful, this life is too small, so small that there are no nerve cells at all, and there is no "pain" at all.

As soon as the picture turned, Izuki became another it, but it was not it.

She watched as the "brothers and sisters" rushed into the small membrane-separated room, taking over everything intricate and varied, dissolving themselves, leaving behind a pile of filthy liquid and tough bands of thread that were horribly connected like bone joints.

These tightly arranged small rooms are like orderly factories, and the bone belt that remains is like a foreman, holding the banner of start-up, and the moment it appears, it begins to give instructions to the entire factory.

Large sandwich-like machines first processed the wreckage, and new bone bands were created that were similar but different.

The clover-type monsters that had been waiting for a long time swarmed up, and many membranous objects were made from the curly or straight new generation of bone belts, which were sent to a larger processing plant, and they were packaged and processed with the bone belts at the other end, and new "companions" were created.

Until the whole factory could not accommodate so many new "companions", and the overly large group needed more living space, the newborn broke the outer membrane of the factory, ruined the birthplace, and rushed out to occupy more factories like hungry tigers.

This parasitic form of reproduction made Izuki's scalp tingle, and before she knew it, she seemed to be one of the newborn "companions", entering the giant red pipes, where the companions wrestled with giant Y-shaped weapons that could make them ossify to death, and fought patrols with no specific shape.

The battle was silent and fierce, with both sides suffering casualties and more on the battlefield.

Suddenly, a suction force appeared from one end of the red circular pipe, accompanied by a projected light, the excessive pressure in the channel was instantly released, and it and everything around it were squeezed and sprayed like a bullet, and the picture kept spinning, and it flew in the air.

It was the first time this little creature had seen the outside world, with its gray walls and many silent people with their necks cut...... The blood flower that bloomed in the air was the environment in which it once lived.

When it landed, it was attacked by an imperceptible white light, and the particles of light destroyed its body like bullets, and it quickly weakened, and the last image in the dark vision was that of a little girl with an indifferent face holding a bloody dagger in her hand, and she was cold and neat, creating fatal wounds on her fellow human beings without mercy.

Izuki was stunned.

That's her.

The noise of snowflakes with bad signals fills the whole world, and some sound comes from a distant place, and the picture disappears.

Izuki struggled to distinguish the voice.

Kainz roared something, each character so indistinct, but the anger and disgust so clear, and the conversation was made by a female voice with an unkind tone.

In this noisy world, voices with different emotions came from all directions, far, far away, and very close, very close to her.