I ask for a ticket from the bottom of my heart......

——

The red mist, rising from the blender, seemed to be magnetic, and automatically converged towards the two people on the ground.

A shattered memory flashed through the eyes of the two of them......

- The boy's name is Rei Miyazaki.

When he was 14 years old, he saw a story about a spider.

It was probably a popular science channel, and the boy had never been interested in it, but that day somehow watched it quietly.

In order to reproduce, a male spider finally stood out from the same sex after a lot of hardships, and he happily burrowed into the arms of the female spider.

He struggled to stir his tail, and unlike humans, it did not fulfill the responsibility of reproduction with the slightest pleasure.

Just as he was about to leave, he found that he had been firmly grasped by the claws of the mother spider.

He couldn't go because the mother spider was hungry, and from the very beginning, the mother spider was drooling and looked at the father of her child with the eyes of food.

Then, one bite after another, without hesitation, swallowed the male spider into his stomach.

Of course, the remaining shell is still useful.

The mother spider will keep her own children in it as a warm nursery.

You see, the value of male spiders has been maximized, and the female spiders have repeated this "efficient" reproduction for countless years, and to this day, it is no longer known how many billions of male spiders have been eaten by female spiders.

The boy couldn't remember the specific situation at that time, but for a long time afterward, the screams of the male spider echoed in his head.

——When I was 16 years old, I fell in love with a teenager.

What an innocent girl she is, with a pair of watery eyes, a pair of ruddy lips, and the ** that always makes the boy's mouth dry.

How much the boy wanted to confess to her, how much he wanted to be close to her, how much he wanted to possess her, but he was too timid to look at her from afar.

That is, a never-ending crush, for three whole years, whenever he wanted to muster up the courage to confess, the inferiority of the teenager rose from the bottom of his heart, and he continued to bury everything.

All he could do was read to himself again and again and to dislike himself again and again.

Then, all he waited for was tragedy, the girl fell in love, and the object was not him.

The next year, the girl became pregnant, and the object was still not him.

Then, the teenage girl had an abortion and was abandoned by the man.

The boy felt that his chance had finally come, and he trembled and gave away the gift that he had treasured for four years.

The girl wore a cloak, laughed and pulled him down on the bed, pressed the young man's coveted ** on him, rose and fell wildly on him, and then laughed at the weakness of his body and mind.

Soon, they got married, and the girl agreed without hesitation, even if she laughed at him and scolded him every day.

Teenagers always excuse young girls - if she doesn't love herself, why marry herself?

Therefore, even if she scolds herself, she must be not good at expressing herself, she must still love herself, just like she loves her.

There is nothing that two people who love each other can't get over.

The teenager was convinced of this.

It wasn't until 2 years later that the girl finally fell to the extreme. Plurality of men came to their homes, to their wives' bedrooms.

So, naturally, the boy put sleeping pills in their drinking water, and then he picked up the sharp kitchen knife he had just bought a few days ago.

He remembered in his mind what the girl looked like back then, with a pure smile, watery eyes, and rosy lips.

And now, for some reason, he always felt that his wife was a female spider who was about to devour him.

So horrible, so ugly.

Therefore, he used a kitchen knife as a tool to process his wife's body, vowing to reproduce the appearance of the past.

He failed, the boy's skills were too poor, and he was just a waste of material.

But he had a lot of perseverance, and he was eager to master the technique, so he went to find new materials......

He traveled through most of Japan, collected a lot of materials, and practiced again and again until he forgot the original purpose, the materials themselves attracted him, and the fear of the materials healed his body and mind......

— and three days ago, he was sitting on death row, full of anxiety.

It's been a long time since there are materials, and he has a few new ideas in mind, and he is eager to put them into practice.

“￥%&&**（（）%%…… ￥￥”

A string of unknown voices—perhaps not voices—came to his mind.

It was a calling, a call from some kind of being.

He didn't understand, but he understood the meaning.

The voice said, "Accept my power and kill all the humans." ”

It's just a simple translation into words, but it's actually different, and the message doesn't exist in words, but in the form of "feelings".

Because the being who sent this message was definitely not human, it was impossible to care about human language patterns.

The boy agreed, knowing that he could continue to collect materials.

Thus, the red mist brought power, giving him the power of the "hater".

At the same time, it also completely deprived him of his human identity.

- The fragments of this memory were wrapped in red mist and "read" by Li Lian and Xianzi.

It's only a moment, but the amount of information it contains is huge.

Regardless of the monster's deformed life experience, the existence that gave the monster the ability to become a monster alone is worth pondering for the two of them.

You know, just three days ago, that man was just an ordinary human.

And three days ago, it was the time when the zombies appeared......

"Tsuko? Do you feel any uncomfortable? Li Lian woke up from the monster's memories and asked.

“…… No, everything works fine. Tsuiko said with some hesitation.

"The fog seems to have been absorbed by us." Li Lian frowned and said, "It shouldn't be a good thing......

"Wait......" Li Lian was suddenly stunned.

He got up from the ground and looked at his right hand in confusion.

"I should have had a muscle strain, but now I ......"

He slammed his fist, causing a burst of breaking sound, he picked up the steel bar on the ground and threw it at the wall with all his might, and the steel bar flew out at a terrible speed and stuck to the wall.

"The strength has increased by about two times...... he said, confused.

On the other side, Tsumiko, who had also absorbed the mist, also waved his wooden knife, feeling this strange new power.

"The two of us...... Seems to have absorbed the power of the monster? Tsuneko made a judgment in surprise.

"Well, I have about half the strength of that monster now." Li Lian kept swinging his weapon, experiencing his new power from all angles.

“…… Plum...... Senior Li ......"

The voice of the Otaku Hirano came from the door, and he heard that there was no movement for a long time, so he came in with the courage to enter.

It's not that I don't want to run away directly, but there are countless zombies outside, and I can't leave if I want to.

"Well, it's fine."

Let's think about complicated things later, there is only a little bit of information, and random speculation is just to add to the trouble.

Li Lian and Yanzi slowly walked out of the building and bathed in the sun again.

"It's been a long day." Tsuiko couldn't help but sigh.

"yes." Li Lian responded lightly, with a cold face, but he held his hand tightly.

——

I ask for a ticket from the bottom of my heart......