After consuming Evolution Fragments, the Insect Control Module of Final Balance reaches level 6.

Control the imprint is a very useful sub-module, now even if the final balance leaves the range, the bugs with the imprint can also maintain the puppet control state, although real-time remote control can not be carried out outside the range, but they can leave the information that needs to be executed by ordering the control before leaving, and the execution effect is still the same as that of the puppet control state after the person leaves, and there will not be the oolong that the understanding ability in the previous daredevils world is not enough to execute randomly or was accidentally interrupted.

The only fly in the ointment is that it costs "money" (evolution shards) to create manipulation marks, but it is not expensive, 1 evolution shard can create a mark, and the mark can be recycled and passed on to other bugs at will.

At the same time, he can also use these imprints to enter some combat programs like programming, such as dodging when he sees a gunman, and turning them into robots with certain intelligent reflexes.

In this way, the insects will no longer be as mentally retarded as before, and the different insects will no longer need the original "stupid method" to join the nest, and they will no longer need to occupy the precious puppet control quota for each other.

After assigning a mark to all the bugs, and then placing some orders such as "stay here and don't go out", "don't eat if there is a human corpse sent in", "if you encounter a threat, please defend and fight back, the signal to stop the attack is Xiaoqian's flying sword to draw an X-shape, and the offensive signal is to form a formation", Zhong Heng decided to go out and have a look.

First, he wanted to find Lin Yuxian's whereabouts.

asked Jace about Lin Yuxian's news earlier, and finally Heng learned that after those cannons came out, some of the participants actually had a crazy idea - to make a computer for calculating ballistics and improving the hit rate, of course, it was only the most primitive one that was the size of a room, so Lin Yuxian was recruited because of his professional counterpart.

"Isn't that a complicity!" At that time, Zhang Jiawei was still slumped on the sofa complaining.

Even if it is, it can't be helped.

There is no use value here, at most, relying on the identity of the participant, a little basic food and accommodation, this ban on scientific and technological products Lin Yuxian is equivalent to a complete waste, just the weak scholar physique that has not been strengthened at all, if you don't find a big thick leg to hold it, you can't live at all now, as long as you are alone, don't learn bad like Pan Gaofeng in the condensation cream team.

Second, he wanted to follow the movements of Condensation Frost and the others, and by the way, inquire about the situation of the Huaxia Evolutionary Mutual Aid Association, which had fallen apart.

Judging from the time, the task will soon be over, as the leader of the harvest ants, Zhong Heng must gather information for the next development of the organization, and at the same time, he also plans to find a few more opportunities to get closer to the condensation frost, to see if it is possible that if the Huaxia Evolutionary Mutual Aid Association really collapses, it can bring her, Jiang Allen, Mao Wei or some other people over, even if it is only one person.

The third is to look at the flowers.

See what the hell the participants have run the world into in this 100% realistic game, and more or less save up the psychological acceptance of the same miserable or even more miserable situations that may come out in the future.

Walking on the street, looking at everything around him, he couldn't help but sigh:

Ruined buildings, black smoke, pervasive stench, filthy streets, numb slaves, vicious overseers, monsters with red, bloodthirsty eyes passing by......

He, the participant, stood out from the crowd as if he were passing by, and everyone who saw it looked sideways, and many of them even knelt down in fear, as if they were facing a passing god.

The city currently has a total population of nearly 100,000, and the participants are only more than 100, and it is not difficult for them to slaughter the natives with their strength, but if they want to rule, not to mention anything else, 100 slaves and one overseer are not enough, and it is naturally impossible not to use the indigenous inhabitants of this world if they want to form a complete ruling structure.

Therefore, there are about sixty or seventy thousand slaves in a population of 100,000, and the rest are the excessive class of "puppet army", but because Mejebultan is the hinterland of the participants, they cannot tolerate the slightest mistake such as riots, they do not enjoy the same autonomy as those puppet armies outside, and the main high-level are almost all controlled by the transformation parasites or other means provided by Long Zijiu.

As for the middle and lower classes, the participants chose the most murderous group in this world - criminals, and they opened the prison to release these mainstream groups of this world as middle and lower class overseers, and formed a chain of domination together with the nobles, the army, and the scum in the guild who surrendered for their own interests.

Criminals are the most bottomless group in any world, not to mention that the participants also forced them to surrender their names - kill some of the rebels in public!

This directly makes these guys wild horses.

"Lord Divine Descent (the native inhabitants of this world call the participants) said that these things must be repaired before dark, and if they can't be repaired, don't even think about living!" In one of the power lines being laid, a large, round-shouldered man with a leather whip viciously whipped a scrawny teenager who seemed to have failed to complete his work targets.

While beating, he also kicked with his foot, and the young man who was covered in bruises under his severe beating did not hold on for long at all, screaming for a long time, and completely stopped moving after spurting out a mouthful of black blood.

"Don't play dead, get up!"

The big man scolded angrily, kicked and kicked the young man's corpse, not at all as if the other party was his own compatriot or even if the other party was a person, until he found out that the boy had not gotten up like this, so he squatted down to probe his snort.

"It's so unlucky, carry it away!"

In the midst of the angry scolding, two equally skinny teenagers were beckoned, dragging their bodies that had little strength left, their eyes were full of numbness like twilight old men, and they squatted down to carry the corpses away, as if they had long been accustomed to such death.

Two or three months ago, they had a peaceful life and a good life, but now they don't know if they will live until tomorrow, and they don't even have a place to bury when they die.

Looking at this scene, Zhong Heng shook his head, sighed, didn't stop here for too long, and left after looking at the miserable situation of these natives who had been reduced to slavery.

He remembered with emotion the dark times when the country was weakened and suffered **** a hundred years ago that he had read in textbooks.

The weak eat the strong, the fittest survive, as the saying goes, backwardness will be beaten.

The mighty in the world can slaughter millions of lives without paying any price, and the weak without strength will live worse than die under their iron hooves, and can do nothing but wail in vain.

The participants have no bottom line, but in fact, it is normal to think about it in other ways, what if they are the weaker ones who lose?

Perhaps, there will be nothing wrong in this simple world, but in others, such as the real world, what will happen to the evolutionary if he loses? Will the ruling that hates them let them go?

Capture, enslavement, torture, anatomical studies...... And it's not like there is a chance to resurrect here, just think about the people who were destroyed in history, the extinct species have nowhere to redress, and the extinction people are living happily ever after.

It's a grind, right? The giver lets us know the tragic state of the world chaos in advance through the experience of fake and real things, and urges us to become stronger in this way!

In silence, Zhongheng gradually truly understood the meaning of this sentence:

Not for a wolf, but for a lamb!

Civilization can cover up, but it can't change this cruel law:

Others will not tell you the bottom line and morality because you have a bottom line and morality, the so-called morality and ethics are toys of people with similar strength, and they are more vulnerable than bugs with mantis arms as cars in the face of absolute strength, but they turn into powder in a snap of their fingers.

We are all descendants of the bloodthirsty.

In a way, as the saying goes, the ancestors of every modern living person are the former slain—because the slain are dead, and there will be no aftermath.

The desire to become stronger in my thoughts has increased a few points.

……

I had learned from Jesna that the place where Lin Yuxian worked was in a vacated building next to the smoky factory, where in addition to the newly built computer, the evolutionaries also planned to point out the radio technology tree, so that they could change the current special and backward way of contacting the living housekeeper and the evolutionary.

Because the butlers are generally weak and have few lives, they are not suitable for charging outside, so most of them now stay in the headquarters as a link to the evolutionary team that goes out to operate, and also do some auxiliary work such as secretaries part-time.

The construction period is relatively rushed, so Lin Yuxian now eats and lives there, but the general treatment is okay.

The reward is points that are common in the transit space, and important talents like Lin Yuxian also have evolution fragments - although points are useless for rankings, evolution fragments traded in the virtual space can be brought back to reality.

The factory was located in a convenient location that would have been the widest road in the city, and one of the dirtiest places in the city was also on it.

From afar, you can hear the heart-rending screams of women, the "assembly house", which used to be bustling and peaceful, is now a place of death, and even the lowest level of hell is no dirtier than it is now.

How filthy is it?

Regardless of what it is inside, outside, although it is not visible on this road, but Zhong Heng saw in the sky before that there was a naked ** with a white flower cart pushed by a cart in the alley at the back door, and the female corpses with distorted faces were counted in piles.

From this, the scene inside Zhong Heng had probably guessed it, and he didn't plan to go in to see the ugliness of human nature, and his eyes polluted his soul, and he even felt panicked when he stayed at its door for a while.

So, the pace picks up.

But just as he was about to walk through quickly, there was a commotion in front of the building, which attracted his attention like a magnet.

"Huh?"

With great interest, Zhong Heng stopped and looked at the several confrontational figures in front of him.