Chapter -4 The Story of the Past II

"Impossible! You're crazy, you're definitely infected by that guy too!! In a tavern, an old man in a blue and yellow robe roared. At his age, the years have not been able to leave a deeper mark on him, so he has not changed much at this moment and a few years later, except for this dress that seems to be too old and the little temper that seems to still remain.

"Gaba." With the sound of something being bitten, a little fat man in a white coat threw the lollipop stick to the ground: "No matter what, your opinions alone are not counted, and the 'Supreme Council' only talks about rules!" The minority obeys the majority. ”

The old man waved his hand angrily: "So what, the voting has not started yet, if you are obsessed, I can imprison you too!" ”

"Heh, instead of saying big things in the tone that you used hundreds of years ago, why don't you try it now!" The little fat man was not afraid, and he bit the sugar cube in his mouth with a loud sound.

Then

"You ...... Why? The two words came out of a corner of the bar very incoherently.

At some point, a huge figure had already appeared there, sitting quietly in the darkness where the light could not shine.

The little fat man rolled his eyes in disappointment: "It's nothing, it's just a quarrel!" He said helplessly.

"Oh." The voice responded briefly, then fell silent again, seemingly unconcerned about the matter.

And with this emotionless interruption, the old and young people stopped arguing and began to wait quietly for the other two.

After a while.

"Whew....... ...... "A series of violent gasps suddenly appeared, followed by a strong smell of gunsmoke, mixed with pungent blood. A well-proportioned figure appeared in front of the bar with a writhing of space, and at this moment, he was wearing a combat uniform with a dark luster, and his whole body was tightly wrapped, but his clothes were already full of minced flesh and blood, and there were ...... Listening to the sound of breathing, you know that this man is a man.

Sure enough, he quickly took off his helmet: "Damn, this new anomaly is really too difficult to deal with, there is no sign at all, and ...... As long as the protective clothing is scratched a little, it will be eroded! As he spoke, he threw himself back and fell: "I saw a couple of A-class boys knead themselves into big balls of meat...... After that, I fucking drill the tentacles! He scolded Lailai and began to pull his combat uniform again.

"And now? How's it going? The old man asked worriedly.

"It's okay, that woman's blood works!" The black-haired man ripped open the collar of his combat uniform, as if he had finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Whew, as long as you find the place where you invaded in the first place, you can remove this anomaly." ”

Of course, this woman is a representative of "holiness and purity", and those filthy things will naturally be purified and purified when they come into contact with her blood. The little fat man said, and a little smugness could be heard in his tone.

"Come on, it's so simple, do you know how hard it is to find the location of that invasion!" The black-haired man shouted angrily, pointing to a few obvious scratches on his clothes: "Look at this! Look at this! If it weren't for the new one...... What's it called, it's hard to pronounce the name anyway, the guy has accurate marksmanship, and now I'm a meat ball. ”

"Ahhh Anyway, now that the anomalous properties have been studied, and in the future, the protective clothing will be mass-produced, so you won't have to run around the world with your Omega Squad, right? The little fat man snorted on the side: "Oh, by the way, this new S-class anomaly doesn't have a name yet." You can afford one, you can't call it a number every time...... Why don't you call it ......?"

"How is the 'Black Realm'!" A female voice interjected.

Everyone looked in that direction, a well-dressed woman, who exuded the languid and luxurious air of classical aristocracy, looked to be only in her 30s, but everyone here knew that this woman was the most conservative and had to be about the same age as the old man in the robe, and at this moment, she was walking gracefully down the steps of the main entrance of the bar, holding a notebook with a black pen in her hand.

"The Black Realm? Whatever, just have a name. The black-haired man said indifferently, then stood up and found a chair, leaning back tiredly: "Then everyone is together, let's start, I heard, you want to get something out again?" ”

He said, and looked at the little fat man.

As soon as the words fell.

"I object, the product of dimensional embodiment is too dangerous, and this proposal must be terminated immediately, forever." The old man immediately made his attitude clear.

"Huh, isn't it too dangerous? If it weren't for that winged woman, what would you do with this 'Black Realm' anomaly? Watch it devour everything bit by bit? The little fat man sneered.

Followed by.

"But it seems that this is just the beginning, just like gambling, the first game always has to give you some sweetness, see what you get in the second game, a madman who can't catch it, can't kill it, and can enter and exit other people's thinking at will......" The woman said lightly, and seemed to stand up to the old man's time.

Unexpectedly, the little fat man smiled slightly: "I'm worried that no one has mentioned this, in fact, I have already thought of a way to contain him." ”

Everyone was stunned.

The little fat man didn't sell it, and said directly: "Employ people!" ”

"People?"

"Yes, use a person as a containment chamber, or simply call it a carrier, it's better to be a crazy person, and the guy smells like that, and then let him invade this person's mind, and when he is having fun, we will seal this person's mind."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and looked at the little fat man with a stupid expression.

"What are you talking about, if we could keep him in a person's head, we would have done that a long time ago, but you also know that he is a pure spiritual body, hypnosis, brain death, psychotoxin, vegetative, amnestic, none of us can do anything about him, even if it is to kill the carrier, then it would be good for him to change another person." The black-haired man said with a dull face: "Now how much do we have to consume every day to satisfy him?" ”

"About 120 volunteers a day, during this time, he has used up the volunteers we have reserved over the years, and it is estimated that it will not be long before we have to take the contract and go everywhere to find death row prisoners to sign like a century ago." The woman said helplessly.

"Okay, okay." The little fat man waved his hand to interrupt the other party's words: "Of course I know this, so, I need a guy who can really suppress him this time......" The little fat man said with a lofty posture: "That's why I have to apply to carry out the 'dimensional manifestation' experiment againβ€”β€”β€”β€” embodied product: ...... Reason! ”