The description of the director of District 52 made everyone present red-faced, their hearts racing, and their eyes shining.

As long as you are a normal person, who can resist the temptation of immortality?

At this moment, the men and women in this house have silently reached some kind of consensus.

No one spoke again, and after a little eye contact, the heads of the various departments began to pick up their phones and give the latest instructions. As for the life and death of ordinary people, although it is also within their consideration, it is a little less important than unlocking the secret of the evolution of life.

The United States has been plunged into a state of emergency, and the government has declared that terrorists are using rumors of aliens to threaten terrorist attacks to achieve their ulterior motives.

In this way, the minutes and seconds passed, and soon an hour arrived.

Pan Shenji Demon laughed at himself: "Hehe, poor reptile, it's really hopeless!"

Sokal, do it!

The game is officially on!"

Atlanta, USA.

An unusually bloated and obese man stood in the crowd and grinned: "Honey, just wait for your words!"

Then, he looked at the crowd that was chaotic due to the state of emergency, slowly lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth rose: "It's really nerve-wracking, what is good to use? By the way, since it is a game, it should be a bit of a game."

Human beings have been thinking about zombies for hundreds of years, and zombie movies and television dramas have been highly regarded in recent decades, so you must have never seen real zombies, right?

It's okay, I, Sokal, will make this little wish come true for you right away!"

At this moment, Sokal was bumped by a few people who ran away, but his fat body did not move, and only attracted a scolding: "Fat pig, what are you doing in the middle of the road?

Sokal grinned and said silently, "Secret Technique: Dark Mist! Secret Method: Ritual of the Dead!"

After Sokal's secret method was activated, a burst of invisible mist centered on him and spread out in all directions at an extremely fast speed.

The young man who had just rushed into Sokal trembled, his eyes turned white, and he fell to the ground in a fit of rage. The companions on the side were shocked, and hurriedly helped him up and shook him vigorously, shouting loudly.

The young man's eyes rolled suddenly, he opened his bloody mouth, threw himself on his companion and bit it with all his might, only to see blood splashing everywhere, and only to hear the wailing and wailing.

Suddenly, screams erupted, and similar tragedies followed. In less than a few minutes, there were no living people left in this area, only a group of crazy zombies wandering around, continuing to wreak havoc on the surrounding people.

And the big fat man who caused this tragedy has long since disappeared.

......

It was late at night.

In a White House conference room, an official is giving a briefing: "Similar biochemical attacks have occurred in Philadelphia, Detroit, San Francisco, Las Vegas, Miami, Los Angeles, Salt Lake City, and New York.

However, all of them have been effectively controlled, and the initial estimate of the death toll is more than 700,000! All the infected people cannot be counted.

There are 38 minutes left according to the next attack!"

A general-looking man exclaimed, "Is it all rubbish?

The person who made the briefing said aggrievedly: "Your Excellency, the order of these cities I just mentioned is the order of attack of the attackers. The longest distance span reaches 2,300 kilometers, which is simply random.

The only way to do this level of attack is the Guardian. General, in the face of a guardian with a disguise that we cannot understand, all means are powerless!"

The general turned his head and roared at an old man in black, "Do you hear that?

More than 700,000 people died, and those who were infected probably won't survive, do you know how many people there are? Have you ever seen so many people in your life?

Now, they're all dead, they're all dead! because of you, your greed!"

Frank, the director of Area 52, gritted his teeth and said, "Guys, if we hold on a little longer, they will give up." ”

Another middle-aged man with the rank of lieutenant colonel couldn't bear it anymore and scolded: "Shut up the fuck! You damn bastard, if you dare to say more, Lao Tzu will shoot you immediately!"

It's not terrorists, it's not war, it's not something humans can be involved in.

You bastards don't understand? They're aliens, they're not enemies, they're not criminals, they're not even human, they're not a race like us, and you expect them to be human?

Even if we all die, there will be no ripple in their hearts. This is already a matter of life and death for our human race!

Wake up, my lords!"

The president, who had been hanging his head, suddenly raised his head and said word by word: "Mr. Frank, send that corpse, and everything at once, to Washington as quickly as possible!"

Meet their requirements first. This matter, from the beginning, we have been wrong, so let's not be wrong again!"

District 52 is quite far from Washington, and the crew has things ready to be transported to the vicinity of the Capitol as quickly as possible, and just 38 minutes is not enough. So, according to the rules of the game of Pan's Divine Skeleton Demon, another city has suffered.

In front of the Washington Monument, a large crowd has gathered around, and security and counter-terrorism efforts have been done to the extreme.

In front of a huge black box, everyone spoke out to dissuade the president, suggesting that the president should evacuate to a safe place and that there was no need to risk his life.

But the brave Ms. Caroline said: "There is nothing to escape, isn't there a vice president?

I want to stay here because I want to ask the aliens if they feel any guilty about slaughtering us humans so cruelly?

Miss Priss, it's time to broadcast, and go tell Pan's Skeleton that we've done what he asked. ”

"No need to broadcast, I'm here!"

With this sudden voice, everyone looked around, only to see an agent wearing sunglasses, staggering out of the crowd and straight in front of the president.

Countless long and short guns were aimed at the agent, but Pan Shen Demon was dismissive of this, he looked at the shocked President Lady, took off his sunglasses, and smiled: "What? I didn't expect it? Who told you that my disguise is only the one you think?"

Although I'm a little arrogant, I'm not a fool!"

Everyone couldn't believe that this was true, and the culprit who couldn't be found for more than ten hours was hidden deep in the White House, right under the noses of the president and everyone.

In addition to the shock, everyone felt a chill down their spine, and they were very afraid.

Caroline gritted her teeth and stubbornly asked, "Why did you, and your accomplices, kill so many innocent humans!"

Pan Shenji Demon was adjusting the settings of his combat uniform, and replied nonchalantly: "Then why do you humans kill so many pigs, cows, sheep, chickens, fish and shrimp?"

Aren't they innocent? What are they doing wrong? Aren't they all alive?

Why do you humans arbitrarily deprive other creatures of this planet of life, even your own?

Ms. Caroline, dear President, who are you answering me......

Give you human beings such rights?"