None of the Primal Beings and the Mystery of Doom wizards survived, and I don't think that by capturing them, I could let them lead the way. I used to have the ability to invade the consciousness of others, but it was more difficult to capture them than to kill them. In the end, I chose to discuss with the natives, and even though they offered to keep my critical weapon, it was a bit excessive, but I agreed without hesitation. Because, in the face of the quick sweep, no matter who is in the hands of the knife-like critical weapon, it is still in my hands in the end. Since they felt that separating me from the sword-like critical weapon would give them a sense of security and help them get information from them, it would be good to satisfy their delusion for the time being.

The aborigines seemed surprised by my straightforward attitude, and it took a long time for them to gesture and call for a companion to come up and take away the sword-like critical weapon.

"Now let's talk about your situation." I say.

The Aborigines relaxed a little and began to tell their story, which, as I thought, was not an interesting story - as I was meeting up with the Las Vegas Special Operations Force, the Doomsday Shinrikyo and the Elemental Life launched a massive assault on the Tree Pipe Belt, with the intensity of the Ashwagandha to destroy the Gathering in one fell swoop. Although the Gathering has restored a lot of Ruling Bureau technology, in the face of the strength of the physical life and the strange spells of the wizards of the Doomsday Shinrikyo Cult, it still quickly fell into disadvantage, and collapse was inevitable.

"They released a virus that we had never seen before, and by the time we found out, two-thirds of people were already infected. I don't know much about the technical aspects, but it is said that the virus was not dropped at the beginning of the fighting, but had spread from the vents of the tree pipe belt into the gathering place much earlier...... Some people even say that the gray fog that permeates the wasteland area has long been filled with these viruses, and it is only activated under special conditions. And before these viruses are activated. Our technology can't be checked out in advance. "The aborigines don't seem to understand the truth about the collapse of the colony in a short period of time, and there are many accounts that are full of subjective attitudes, but the collapse of the colony is a fait accompli, and their team is actually fleeing from the battlefield. The eyeball-shaped floating fortress has been destroyed, and this is the dividing line between the changes in the entire battle.

The virus dropped by the enemy made the numerical advantage of the gathering place a joke, because the infected people did not die, but went berserk, and two-thirds of the living quarters of the gathering place were destroyed by these infected people. Infected people are infectious, and this infection is almost inevitable while wearing protective clothing, as long as you spend a period of time in close proximity to them. There is a chance that you will be infected. Aboriginal people shudder when they talk about infected people, and, in the changes in the last stages of the infected people, there is a situation that I am very familiar with.

"Those infected are just agitated at first, but when they get worse and go berserk and attack others, they become unable to communicate." How exactly is it "impossible to communicate". The Aboriginal can only describe it this way: "They can't seem to understand what we're talking about, and. I always feel like they're looking at us like they're looking at monsters. For the Aboriginal people, who are familiar with the technology of modifying the settlement, this is difficult for them to imagine, because even the aborigines, who claim to be "protos", have used brain surgery since birth. A number of devices to assist in communication have been installed, similar to the "brain hardware" terminals in the Ruling Bureau's advanced technology. In many cases, the communication between indigenous people is through the guò assistive device, which directly connects their minds and allows them to express their thoughts more than normal conversations. In theory, the language barrier has been completely eliminated.

These aborigines are also unaware of the assistive devices implanted in their brains, and they are not technicians, but armed people who use the products. However, since the situation of "their own people suddenly becoming unable to communicate" is the most incredible thing for them, then it should be the case. Their descriptions are becoming more and more similar to a virus that I know, and if it is really that kind of virus, then the phenomenon of "uncommunicable" that is theoretically impossible can be explained by the fact that it has appeared. Because, the factor that caused this result is a high degree of mystery at all.

"The condition of the infected person deteriorates rapidly, and after death, the organic flesh becomes a corrosive substance." The Aboriginal continued: "This substance looks like flesh and blood, but it can be fused with inorganic matter, and even with the material of the construct. Not only does it look disgusting, but it also multiplies and releases a large number of spores. Although he said these words in an electronic voice, his fear was so strong that even the protective suit could not isolate it, "Once it is glued to those flesh, the protective clothing will also be eroded in a minute, and it is impossible for people who are not wearing protective clothing to resist the spores." When the spores are released, anyone whose skin is exposed to the air and is not in a well-established quarantine zone becomes a new infected. ”

All in all, the collapse of the gathering place is already an irrevocable ending at this time. As the condition of the infected person enters the terminal stage, the intensity and scope of the infection will rise to the point where the gathering place cannot bear it. There may be some people who stayed in quarantine and escaped, but those who escaped did not have much hope. Most of the people who were able to escape from the gathering place were search teams that had not yet returned, and in the early stage of the spore spread, if they could reach the hangar and find an offline machine that had not yet been destroyed, they could also leave the tree pipe belt before becoming infected. However, those who flee will also be sniped by the Primal Life and the Wizards of the Doomsday Shinrikyo Cult, just like the team of natives in front of me, in fact, they originally had a total of five offline machines, but in the chase battle, they were either destroyed or had to be separated, and until now, it is still unknown how many people will survive.

The characteristics of this virus are not much different from the virus I know.

"Saya ......," I whispered, and the aborigines seemed to hear it, but not clearly.

"This is the Xaya virus created by the Doomsday Shinrikyo Church." Let me explain briefly. I don't know much about the specifics of this virus, it first appeared in the town where Mar Jones's house is located, and I, Tomie, and several other members of the Internet Ball who had joined the Cybersphere at that time went to investigate the mysterious events in the town, but this virus was not the root cause of the whole mysterious incident, but only one of the factors. I can't forget the destructive power of this virus on personality. Judging from its effect, it is a mystical thing created for the human spirit and personality, and in contrast, the infectious and erosive force is only a means, not an end.

That battle took an unprecedented toll on our team. It can be said that although in that town, there is a stronghold of the wizards of the Doomsday Shinrikyo Sect, among which there are many elite wizards and wizard knights, however, the actual damage caused to us by these enemies is far less than the damage caused to us by the mysterious monster "Saya" born at the end of the period. If it weren't for the Black Nest's people, the ordinary people in the town probably wouldn't have survived.

Until the end. Gathering the power of the cyberball and the black nest, they still failed to crack the mystery of the Saya virus in time, and even, they couldn't find its true source at all. Our victory over Saya seems to have solved the crisis of the virus, but whether the truth is true or not, no one has evidence and no way to guarantee it. That stuff doesn't come back.

As a third-level demonic emissary, I am very powerful with a critical weapon. However, this strength does not help the gathering place in any way today. As these indigenous people perceive their fears, I also think that the colony is finished, unless they can buy time to crack the Xaya virus, but obviously. Doomsday Shinrito and physical life did not give them this time. They had been laid out since earlier, and now it was just a planned harvest. The fall of the Tree Pipe Belt means that the Doomsday Shinrikyo and the Primal Life have gained the technology and equipment to gather places, and after the destruction of the equipment to purify the gray fog, the concentration of the gray fog in the entire Victoria Heavy Industries Materialization Zone will further increase. If I first encountered a "node" on campus. It is the result of the spontaneous formation of the gray fog after reaching a certain distance, then, from now on, such "nodes" may be more numerous and appear more frequently, thus making it easier to open the "door" to the world of repeater traps.

Judging from this result, it is very timely for the "Jiang" to take away the "door" of the Las Vegas special operations forces and transform them. After all, my goal is not to eliminate the "nodes" and destroy the "doors" of the parties to the world of repeater traps, but simply to keep the landing coordinates of the parties from being located in my city, or even in Asia.

In terms of this end goal alone, I've actually achieved it. Although I don't know the effect, the "Jiang" has disappeared for the time being, and I can't get more information from the mouth of the real river, but my intuition tells me that as long as the huge equipment that the "Jiang" transformation is still there, the nodes of the entire Victorian Heavy Industry Materialization Zone will be transferred from my city, and this effect is not to reposition, but to interfere with the positioning.

Just as direct light does not illuminate a certain place, it is not necessary to move the light source, but only a lens to refract it.

However, this also meant that I would not be able to return to campus through the guò node, and would have to find a new "door" to the rest of the repeater trap world and then turn back to my own city. In addition, because the NOG program was suspended by me, it is also my responsibility to get a new "door" for the Las Vegas special operations forces.

The actions of the Doomsday Shinrikyo and the Physicals to destroy the Gathering Ground are not only beneficial to them, but also to me, their actions are so large that they will inevitably leave more clues, although such an action means that their plans will be accelerated, but I feel that I am fast enough to insert them into it before they can complete their plans - it must be taken into account that when the Doomsday Shinrikyo completes its plan and leaves the Victorian Heavy Industries Materialization Area, it will be destroyed along with the entire channel, so that the "door" will be lost I'm going to be stuck here with the Las Vegas Special Operations Force.

Assuming that it is too late to seize the equipment of the Doomsday Shinrikyo and modify it, the Las Vegas special operations forces must also leave through the "door" opened by the Doomsday Shinrikyo Cult, which of course means that their landing sites will be in the same danger as the Doomsday Shinrikyo in the eyes of a powerful enemy. Even if I speculate that NOG and Shinrikyo Doom have some kind of tacit understanding and deal, even if the two collide, there may not be a death battle, but if you can be less risky, it is better not to do that.

The truth is that if the Las Vegas Special Operations Force were to fight to the death in the Repeater Trap World from the beginning, the odds of completing the NOG plan would drop to a terrifying odds. Doomsday Shinrito is not that easy to dismiss.

"Do you know where the lair of Doomsday Shinrito and Bodyly Life is?" I asked.

"I don't know." The aboriginal paused, and the electronic voice continued, "But I think someone must know. ”

"I'm going to the Tree Pipe Belt to find someone who has the information. What are you going to do? "My question silenced the aborigines for a while. Then, I told them about the food storage area they had found earlier: "There is food there, you can resupply it, and if you plan to leave far away, I would like to get your map." ”

The natives still seemed to consult with their fellow companions for a while. Everyone else came up, including the man who had taken the knife-shaped critical weapon, and as soon as he came, he threw the knife-shaped critical weapon back into my hands. Some of them hesitated a little, but soon they united into a resolute aura. I realized what they had decided.

"Although I don't trust any outsiders, you have caused us too much trouble." The electronic tone of the translator finally rang out, "But." If you're going to fight the enemies who are destroying our homeland, take us with you. Although we can't defeat the combination of wizards and physical beings, as long as it is not physical beings, we have a way to solve it. And I think our companions will fight back as well. Our technology is enough to find the source of the disaster in a disaster of this scale, and some of the people who escaped must have the relevant information, and. I'm sure they must have taken the strongest weapon from the gathering place. ”

"The strongest weapon?" I asked rhetorically.

"A critical weapon." The aboriginal said: "I don't know the details, but it should be left over from Victoria Heavy Industries." It took us a long time to complete the technical fix. ”

The natives possess a critical weapon, which is entirely to be expected, and their knife-like weapon has many similarities to my radioactive ash particle resonance device, which has shown the qualities of the previous invasion of primal life. It also obviously has the flavor of anti-critical weapons. Maybe the critical weapon in their hands is the same model as mine.

No one knows exactly how many Critical Weapons the Ruling Bureau has, although the name Critical Weapon appears very rarely in my intelligence. But there's definitely more to it than that. The decisive power of the Critical Weapon makes it a closely guarded object of study in the hands of any mysterious organization. In general, the value of a critical weapon as an object of study also exceeds its value as a weapon. It is very rare for a person like me to fight with a critical weapon all the time, and even so, I have never seen the maximum power of a critical weapon, because a third-level demonic emissary does not have the authority to exert its maximum power.

Among the various mysterious organizations in the Doomsday Fantasy Realm now, the person who can maximize the power of the critical weapon should be the one who goes crazy. His magic pattern super is a bit special, and he may be able to activate the use of critical weapons beyond the level. This also means that although under normal circumstances, the combat power of the fire is slightly insufficient, but he who holds a critical weapon and he who does not hold a critical weapon cannot be generalized, and the increase in combat power is far greater than whether an ordinary third-level demon pattern messenger holds a critical weapon.

The participation of the aborigines in the war was also a good thing for me, after deciding to go with them, they entered the food storage area to resupply, they fought hard, tired and hungry, each with different injuries, and even one finally did not survive and died in front of everyone. The atmosphere became mournful and silent, and the aborigines were clearly terrified of the virus, but the aborigines still took off their fully enclosed helmets and held a simple funeral for their dead companions. I watched the whole process and then I saw an aboriginal stripped of the deceased's equipment and handed it to me.

"We're also looking for traces of our companions along the tree pipe belt. It's a place full of viruses, and you'd better wear protective clothing and, moreover, don't bring your female companion. She said this, and glanced at Zhenjiang, who stayed by my side silently, indeed, Zhenjiang's appearance at this time has no deterrent effect at all, and it will make people who don't know the inside story feel that it is a burden. But for me, keeping Mae by my side and keeping him in a state of observation is the most important thing in a sense.

Even if Mae does not show her own mystery, her existence itself is a kind of "signal". I haven't fully deciphered this "signal" yet, but with guò intuition, I can be more or less aware of some of the signs and prepare psychologically.

I shook my head and said to these Aboriginal people, "She and I are both special and don't get that virus." ”

"Do you really know about that virus?" The aborigines asked again.

"I've been in a similar situation to your gathering place." I said calmly, "That place was also completely destroyed, and only a few people survived. I was one of them. Then, just when I thought it was all over for the time being, the weapons finally appeared, proving their strength with their actions. The final weapon of the series based on the template of "Final Weapon 999" is not something that a third-level Demon Pattern Messenger can deal with at all, and if there is only one, there is still the power to fight back, but if you encounter a siege, even if you take "Paradise" and hold a critical weapon, there is no possibility of victory at all.

I'll never forget the scene where I was penetrated. On that day, I saw a total of eleven final weapons that were exactly the same as Mae's.

Eleven "Zhenjiang", it's a nightmare.

Compared to that scene, the horror of the Saya virus is simply not worth mentioning. I'd rather fight the final Saya alone, rather than be besieged by eleven final weapons that look like "Mae" without preparation. I know very well that although I am more mature now in terms of ability, experience, and will, I still dare not say that I can hold my life under the same circumstances.

It's not funny to fall down in the same level at all.

Zhenjiang, Fujiang and Zuojiang...... No matter which "Jiang" is by my side, their own combat effectiveness is naturally not negligible, but more importantly, the observation of them allows me to remain vigilant against various vicious signs caused by the "virus". When they "disappear", the situation becomes very sinister, and whether I can sense this sinister or not, the sinister Cheng dù will not go down.

So—

"She's my wife, and I can't keep her." I said so.

The aborigines were surprised by this answer, they didn't seem to be able to associate me and Mae as husband and wife, and I thought it was their preconceived notions.

"Since it's your wife, let your wife wear a protective suit." Aborigines said.

"No, she doesn't need to." I said, "She's been through that virus just like me. In my experience, as long as you survive, you will basically never have a bad reaction again. ”

The natives didn't believe it, but I wasn't an acquaintance to them, so I stopped persuading and handed me the terminal of my dead companion, then took back the suit and put it in a spare box. Some of them fiddled with the other equipment in the cave for a while, and found some weapon supplies, as for the lumps of food, it was all unloaded, and then the food making machine was dismantled, and the other equipment was also dismantled after the function was determined. After replenishing the food, they sent a group of people to search around for things that could be used, and they felt that their offline machine could be saved, after all, if there was no offline machine, it would reduce the mobility of the entire team a lot. I've done a good job of leaving them behind when necessary.

I didn't help them in any way, and I wasn't even as good as their kids in terms of technical knowledge. During this time, I became familiar with the use of terminals, although they are all languages I don't understand, but the more intelligent the terminal, the less difficult it is to use, and the visual diagram can be understood, and it is even easier to just turn on the map and the translator.

These aborigines were really lucky, and the offline machine that fell to the ground was not damaged to the point that it was completely incapacitated, although the shell was in tatters, and probably there were irreparable problems in the power structure, but, with the help of personal technology, it could still be controlled. When the offline machine staggered and flew up, the aborigines couldn't help but cheer. (To be continued......)