The Gatherers overlooked one thing at the outset, which was that they were fundamentally different from Hogu, and that was why the created individuals should do what they had to do.

None of the individuals created by Hogu would rebel against it, because the creators had few brains.

Even a creature with a brain, with Hoguna's absolute domination over cells, would never dare to raise the anti-flag, and for Hogu, letting a creature die was just a trivial matter of thought.

And what about the gatherers?

The reason why the gatherer will obey the command of perpetual is not because it has any power, but purely because it is the smartest individual in the entire gatherer population, a group built entirely on the herd effect, and the life field channel further expands and solidifies the effect of the herd effect.

The situation is probably equivalent to those brainless netizens on the Internet.

What would happen if the subject didn't think of the gatherer as his own kind at all, and didn't have the slightest sense of perpetual intelligence?

Reality shows the results very well.

The petal-shaped mouth opened and the sea rolled upside down, and the gatherers who had fallen at the end of the fleeing army were sucked into it, and then gradually broken down by the digestive juices in the digestive cavity.

The entire channel echoed for a long time the wails of those gatherers who had not yet been completely digested, and the shadow of fear of the successful escape of the gatherers further expanded.

At this time, Dasha's body size was nearly 1,000 times the size of the collector, and all aspects of his organs were being enlarged in equal proportions, because he had changed the upper limit of his body size set by Hogu on the basis of the original genetic structure.

The brittle skin becomes thicker and the muscles become stronger and stronger.

Although it does not have fangs and claws, it is absolutely crushing in all aspects except for intelligence compared to gatherers.

In fact, it didn't take long for Dasha to catch up with the fleeing army of gatherers, devouring them in a big gulp.

This has been going on for some time.

When he first heard that Dasha was devouring his kind, he realized that something was going to go bad, and the feeling of falling into an ice cellar enveloped him in an instant, and it was only then that he came up with the idea of destroying the test subject.

However, it was too late by then, and Dasha had grown to hundreds of times the size of the gatherer, and it was not at all an existence that the gatherer, a soft-bodied creature that did not even have bones, could compete with.

Tragedy struck, the number of gatherers around the globe began to plummet, and deaths that had not occurred for a long time occurred in such a short period of time, and after devouring these gatherers, Dasha grew from hundreds of times in size to nearly a thousand times now, and his appetite became even greater—to perpetuate these gatherers, to create a god of death that could bury their populations.

"Separate! Don't get together! Split into several groups and flee in several other directions! ”

"It doesn't matter if we die or not, we must not let the race end in this way!"

The constant shouts echoed through the channel, like a guiding light in the darkness, and all the panicked gatherers seemed to have found their backbone.

The gathering of fleeing groups split into small groups and fled in different directions.

This trick really works, and in fact, the reason why the gatherer hasn't been killed until now is because he has escaped in this way several times.

Dasha was dazed for a moment, and finally chose to pursue the small cluster of gatherers fleeing on the far left, for no particular reason, just to see that the food cluster on the far left was relatively large.

After running for several days and nights in a row, after making sure that they didn't catch up, the gathering cluster where the perpetual one was located dared to stop for a while.

"Looks like we're safe for now......"

"It's scary, what are we going to do in the future?"

"I don't want this, I knew this would happen, it would have been better to ...... it from the beginning"

The channel is filled with fear and regret, however, this time, Forever has no intention of comforting them anymore, and as more and more of its own people are eaten, it is gradually overwhelmed by self-blame.

According to the normal trajectory, sooner or later it will be completely crushed by this kind of self-blame, and from then on it will go to complete self-isolation.

"There is a situation!"

The collector in charge of the lookout shouts in the channel.

"Northwest direction! It's Dasha! ”

"No, it's impossible, it's still chasing other clansmen, how can it come from that direction!"

Although he said that, he still came to the position of the collector in charge of the lookout, and in the distance, in the field of vision, there was a gourd-like creature smaller than Dasha but far beyond the size of the gatherer, and it was clearly another Dasha who had not yet fully developed!

This visual information was immediately delivered to every member of the gatherer cluster in which he was located, and all the gatherers in the cluster were stunned.

"Dive! Dive! ”

As if the last straw that fell into the water and caught, the gatherers swam to the bottom of the sea.

Seeing that the food began to flee, Dasha followed closely behind, following the gatherers to the bottom of the sea.

It's another race to catch up, but because of the size, the dumb who hasn't fully developed has not been able to catch up with them immediately, and can only reduce the distance between them a little bit.

The big fool couldn't wait to open his bloody mouth, the flesh wall of the digestive cavity was clearly visible to the eyes of the collectors, the petal-like mouth seemed to be the sickle of death, and the lives of the collectors entered the countdown.

They gradually move from shallow to deep sea and near the bottom, near which a column of white smoke can be seen rising from below.

However, now is not the time to think about the origin of the white pillar of smoke, Dasha is already very close, and it seems that there will be a large number of gatherers burying the blood basin mouth, and even more unfortunately, the perpetuity is within the scope of this blood basin mouth.

"It's over."

Forever closed his sideways eyes sadly, don't look at it, it can always lead its fellow clan to do all kinds of things, and even want to usurp the right of the supreme will with high spirits, in fact, it is still no different from the same clan, and it is essentially a coward.

The memories that began with the birth of the self are reversed like a marquee, and time seems to slow down at that moment, and some strange sounds can be faintly heard.

"Twilight, can you do it, help me get out."

[Hogu, isn't this because your whole container is too hard? 】

"Don't think I'll forget what you've done."

"Since you said you can't do it, then you can explain how you used a cyclone to tear the titanium alloy carapace on my side to shreds, how about it?"

[That's because the surface ambient temperature was enough at that time, and now the temperature is too low, at most it will be heard.] 】

"So what...... Well? ”

A force of impact surged up from the bottom of the sea, and when Yong Continued came back to his senses, a silver-white spike pierced the whole Dasha who had just flaunted his power like a grilled fish.

The source of the silvery-white spikes is the titanium alloy cone located on the honeycomb that maintains the temperature of the earth's surface at the bottom of the sea.