Guam.

The southernmost island of the Marinaya Islands in the Pacific Ocean has a tropical monsoon climate, with an average annual temperature of 26~27 degrees, which is very close to the most comfortable temperature of 25 degrees Celsius. The climate is warm and pleasant all year round, making it suitable for travel at any time of year. March to June, on the other hand, is relatively cool and dry, making it the best time to visit.

As for the tourist attractions, the natural attractions here include pure white-sand beaches and blue waters, and the cultural attractions include the solemn Pacific War Historical Park, the romantic Lover's Bluff, the beautiful Plaza de España, the mysterious Lattistone Park and so on.

However, the vast forest here is eerily quiet, like a dead giant, immersed in complete dead silence, without a single pleasant birdsong. Only occasionally there is an eerie, eerie "rustle" sound that makes the hairs stand on end. Dense cobwebs hang from tree to tree, to the extent that they obscure the sky. It's hard to believe that this eerie magic realm is "a paradise for lovers all over the world to exchange vows with more than 70 fairytale churches" advertised by the U.S. Imperial Tourism Bureau.

A middle-aged man in a dark jacket with a lewd/trivial temperament looked up overhead, which was obscured by the canopy of trees and cobwebs, and if it weren't for the small amount of sunlight illuminating the leaves, you wouldn't even be able to tell the difference between day and night.

"All the biologists of the American imperialists are dead, make a good island like this. Cesar Julius grumbled, and casually lifted his jacket to slap away a spider that had gotten into it at some point, and then scratched his belly by the way. Not surprisingly, the naturist professor wore nothing underneath his jacket.

"Who says it's not~ Recently, more and more people have been sent to the hospital by spider urine, and there is even an unlucky ghost whose cartilage has been bitten and dissolved and turned black! Just like black fungus!" Behind him, a bearded yellow man equipped with a full set of jungle off-road equipment continued. This guy is the Night Watch Observer in Guam, Kusataro Takeyuki.

The grandfather of this goods was a deserter from the plaster country in World War II, and he escaped and hid very decisively in the Battle of Guam, so he survived quite smoothly until the birth of his son and grandson. And Takeyuki Kusataro, who has lived in the U.S. imperialist island since he was a child and admires the U.S. imperialist culture, prefers to be called by the English name he has given himself: John Freeman. This is obviously quite strange under the background that the English names of the plaster Chinese are generally transliterated from their own names.

After hearing Kusataro Takeyuki's description, Professor Cesar became interested and said, "The case that the ears are dissolved must have been injected with digestive juice by spiders, right?

"Hehe......" Takeyuki Kusataro could only laugh dryly twice when he heard this, and complained in his heart: "Whether you want to taste digestive juices or ears, the taste is too peculiar!"

Of course, Takeyuki Kusataro didn't have the courage to complain to the upper echelons of the organization and the professors of the academy, so he quickly changed the topic and asked, "Speaking of which, you crawled on your belly just now, is it okay?"

"Don't worry!The digestive juice injection of a single-color spider will only have a reddening effect on humans, as long as you don't get bitten into fragile places such as ears, nose, foreskin, etc., it's fine!" Professor Cesar patted Takeyuzukusataro's shoulder to comfort him, and then added, "Of course, multi-colored spiders should be careful!"

In fact, Professor Cesar still wanted to say "Even if it is a poisonous spider, Lao Tzu can carry it with a fully activated immune system!" But he can't reveal too much information about the mind cultivator to the foreign observers, so he can only say that.

"Shhh

"That's because the fear of poisonous creatures like snakes, spiders, and colored insects is in our genes......" Professor Cesar continued to explain with his expertise, and then suddenly frowned and stopped talking, and began to look around closely.

"Professor, what's wrong? Isn't it calm?" asked Kusataro Takeyuki, looking around, confused.

"The problem is that it's too quiet. Professor Cesar looked serious, looking up as if counting something, "And the number of spiders and cobwebs is not the same." ”

Hearing this, Takeyuki Kusataro also tried to count the spider webs and spiders, but found that the spider webs were like cotton, entangled and intricately intertwined, making people dazzled and unable to distinguish them at all.

Without waiting for Kusataro to ask, Professor Cesar said firmly: "The ratio is about 1 to 3.57143, and the spider is more than the spider's web." ”

Kusataro Takeyuki suddenly had a seriously frightened expression, and complained in his heart: "It's all accurate to five decimal places! How do you count and calculate it? How do I think my math has learned from a dog!"

"There were 25 intact spider webs within a radius of 10 square meters, but only seven web-weaving spiders were found. ......," Professor Cesar muttered, frowning in thought.

On the other hand, Kusataro Takeyuki continued to complain silently in his heart: "Hey! That ratio just now turned out to be 7 to 25! It's too much to forcibly say 1 to 3.5 or something! My peers have doubts about my mathematical literacy! Scientists can't talk well, they must pretend!" But his face just smiled dryly, and he guessed irresponsibly: "Hehe...... The other 18 may have starved to death, so there's nothing strange about that, right?"

"Tsk. Professor Cesar looked at him helplessly and disdainfully, and was about to say something, but suddenly without warning, he turned his head, only to see a dark shadow "whoosh!" and pounced on the location of his head. Without saying a word, Cesar slashed with a sharp knife and "click!" The black shadow froze like an electric shock, and then fell straight to the ground.

"Guy? (what?)" Takeyuki Kusataro let out a cry of surprise in hindsight, and before he could turn his head to look, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and then his neck suddenly tightened, and his body sank and fell to the ground, as if he was locked in the throat by his strong brother Guibilly Helrington, and he had difficulty breathing and cerebral ischemia.

Kusataro Takeyuki struggled to hold on to what bound his neck, but to no avail. Under his nose was a Burmese python with a tan body with cloud-like markings, and the python wrapped around his neck was almost a palm's width! As it gradually tightened with a slow and irresistible force, Takeyuki Kusataro could even hear a desperate "rattle" sound from his own spine!

In less than two seconds, Kusataro Takeyuki's vision turned "gray vision" due to ischemia, and the major artery in his neck twitched, desperately trying to pump blood up but couldn't...... His mind involuntarily began to run wild.

It was a small courtyard in the middle of summer, and his grandfather was lying on an old wooden chaise longue, and he said to him with a shake:

"Kusataro. Many people look down on Grandpa, thinking that Grandpa is a dishonorable deserter who will even dirty the scum of the samurai/shito. Maybe even your dad looks down on us, but grandpa doesn't regret it!"

"We were born in a small place like Okinawa, and we don't know anything about bushido, but we understand one thing, that is, we can have everything if we are alive! Grandpa survived, so we have your father, and we have you! Living is the most important thing!"

......

"Ah, grandpa, it's not easy to just want to live. Kusataro Takeyuki had just flashed such a classic thought of death, but suddenly felt his neck loosen! The gray vision seemed to slowly and quickly become vivid, and the blood pumped by the major arteries in his neck "thumped" into his brain, making him experience the pain and joy of being alive again.

Cesar Julius withdrew a silver-white stick from the seven inches (that is, the heart) of the Burmese python hanging from the neck of Kusataro Takeyuki, looked around vigilantly, and asked, "How's your neck, mustache?"

"Ahem, ahem, I'll take ......a look," Takeyuki tried to get up, and then there was a terrible pain in his spine, like a dead fat guy pressing down on his neck, and he screamed in pain.

"Well, the neck may be a little dislocated. If you don't do it, you will be a high paraplegic. Professor Cesar glanced at him, then crouched down.

Takeyuki Kusataro was holding his somewhat twisted neck with both hands, and when he heard this, he asked with a look of horror: "Then what should I do!?

"Do you remember when you first snapped in your life?"

"Uh, I should be 15 years old..."

"Click!"

"Whew!!!!!!"

Cesar withdrew his hand from Takeyuki Kusataro's neck and said calmly: "Okay, I'll fix it for you a little longer, remember to go to the hospital later." With that, he broke off a few resilient branches and vines, and quickly helped Kusataro make a neck guard. "By the way, I was in a 13-year-old ranch in a grain pile. ”

"Who wants to know that! Why are you asking me such a question!" Takeyuki Kusataro, who had picked up a life, had a lot less scruples, and he was in tears in pain, and complained loudly.

"Isn't this to divert your attention~ or you'll faint in pain...... Of course, I'm a little curious. ”

"Curiosity is the point, hey!"

"Lao Tzu opened meat two years earlier than your kid, that's the point. Cesar Julius said with a smug expression, and then carried Kutaro Takeyuki on his back.

As soon as Kusataro wanted to complain back, Cesar blocked him with a sentence: "Don't talk nonsense, your duck neck is still unstable." With that, he trotted towards the way he came. His thin body carried a strong guy on his back, and he could still trot. Judging by his nonchalant expression, it is estimated that if it weren't for taking care of Kusataro's neck, this guy would still be able to fly at the speed of Bolt.

However, Cesar's heart was not as relaxed as his face, he vaguely felt that this time it was going to be a big trouble, but in order to take care of the emotions of the wounded, he did not put on a sad face.

Within 50 meters, Professor Cesar stopped with a gloomy face. The jungle and the ground in front of you are already crawling with a large number of pythons that can make people's scalps fall off! The "hissing" snake letter and the "rustling" crawling sound make goosebumps fall to the ground, and even on the equator, it can make you cool from head to cheek.

"Hmph...... If only ordinary people had to be left behind by the trap of this group of reptiles. Professor Cesar glanced at Kusataro Takeyu, whose face was frightened, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his five fingers, which were a few thin woods, pointed sharply forward, and silently recited while the spiritual energy level was violently consumed: "Estrus!"

As if an order was given, the movements of the Burmese pythons all over the mountains suddenly all came together, and then they became frantically entangled with each other! In the blink of an eye, many huge "snake balls" were formed!

Without saying a word, Professor Cesar ran away, ignoring the reptiles beside him who had fallen into the mating/mating instincts. But he didn't notice that in the dense forest in the distance behind him, there were eight beautiful eyes as diamonds watched him leave thoughtfully......

["In any case, we should try to avoid untrained ordinary people from directly contacting the spirits, it is the old man's carelessness. —Cesar Julius]