What is it like to fight a terrifying "mannequin"?

Xu Yunshu believes that if he asks this question on a large knowledge question and answer platform, it will definitely be classified as a series of hypothetical speculations put forward by neurosis.

Or be occupied by all kinds of strange brain hole answers.

But now, at this moment, the stem of this question is obviously the real dilemma that Xu Yunshu has to face.

How do I play against the "mannequin"?

The visual impact made him unable to turn a blind eye, facing a monster that could see all kinds of organs clearly, and there were inexplicable silk threads swimming in his body, Xu Yunshu, like everyone else, had serious physiological discomfort.

He was a student of biology, not a student of medicine.

The fact that the face does not change color when facing the abdominal cavity of an animal does not mean that it is the same when facing a human body.

Fortunately, he is now a fourth-level predator, and he has strong control over his body, and with a slight strengthening of his stomach, the nausea reaction in his body is suppressed.

But a heavy blow to the psyche cannot be avoided.

After all...... This thing is so spicy to the eye.

As for his strength, Xu Yunshu did not weigh it.

This does not mean that this monster who was once called Wang Minxue is weak, but it also does not mean that Xu Yunshu will be defeated by him.

They didn't even fight each other.

As Chen Honghui and the security officers retreated decisively, Xu Yunshu also withdrew.

Chen Honghui was busy directing everyone, and when he turned his head, his eyes almost popped out.

Xu Yunshu knew what he was thinking.

Sheriff Chen believed that this was an extraordinary battlefield, and in the absence of additional reinforcements for the time being, only Xu Yunshu could withstand the madness of this monster.

But what he didn't know was that monsters weren't scary, or rather, not terribly scary.

What is scary is the white silk thread inside the monster.

After the physiological discomfort was suppressed, Xu Yunshu's heart was filled with endless longing.

The body of the white wolf in the forest is stronger than the body of reality, and this strength includes many aspects at the same time.

Resistance to the temptation of white silk threads also seems to be one thing.

Facing Guo Xiaojie's infected ant queen, Xu Yunshu didn't feel too much temptation when he controlled the white wolf's body, and the tension of being chased overwhelmed everything.

But in the real world, when confronted with this transparent weirdo, he was stunned to find that he couldn't resist the temptation of this thing.

Just like what is experienced in the laboratory.

There are only a few dozen white threads in the laboratory, but there are thousands of them in front of Xu Yunshu.

There seemed to be a voice in his mind that repeatedly reminded him to rush over and kill the monster and seize the white threads in its body.

These strange things will be the most powerful help, and will make a dream-possessed person transcendent from now on, and become the greatest existence in the society of the jungle......

This thought was so stubborn and crazy that Xu Yunshu almost jumped on it and fused himself with this monster.

However, at the most critical moment, a picture flashed in his mind, which made him suddenly sober up.

That scene is the scene after he is in a makeshift laboratory, pinching the guinea pig that has burst out and bitten the vigilante to death.

Those strange threads were torturing his intellect, trying to burrow into his body, to replace his brain as part of the organ of thought.

This temptation works on all living beings, but seems to be especially effective for dream-possessed people.

At that time, Xu Yunshu overcame the temptation and immediately crushed these silk threads.

With the examples of Guo Xiaojie and Wang Minxue, he knows what happens if he is contaminated with strange insects.

The rational voice in Xu Yunshu's mind told himself that this strange desire was actually a means used by strange insects to reproduce, not his true heart.

Therefore, at the stall where Chen Honghui commanded the security guards to retreat, Xu Yunshu strengthened his brain with the last vestiges of reason, forcing himself to constantly think and recall all kinds of information he had collected.

They are a childhood experience of playing in the water, the shape of waves on the surface of the water; It is the knowledge taught by the teacher in the classroom, the dots and lines drawn on the blackboard; It is a meal eaten in the cafeteria, the salinity, color and stir-frying degree of the vegetables, the fried insects in the dish, and the scalded legs on the insects......

Countless useful or useless information filled Xu Yunshu's brain, making his desire for the white silk thread instantly suppressed to the minimum.

Then, with the momentary sobriety, he also retreated with the large army.

At the same time, the monster howled, unhindered, and seemed to be speaking, but the vocal cords, which were stretched to the point of being nearly torn, were unable to produce any effective regular vibrations.

He could only roar meaninglessly.

An inexplicable liquid flowed out of the eye sockets and spilled on the ground with a loud splashing sound.

Xu Yunshu could only guess that it was tears.

His brain is occupied by all kinds of complicated information, and the space for thinking is very limited.

Only in this way can we resist the temptation of white silk threads.

So at the same time, recalling how many hairs Guo Xiaojie had, how many curls there were at the end of the ponytail, and how many lines Chen Honghui's fingers were yellowed by cigarettes, Xu Yunshu guessed Wang Minxue's state by the way.

He is still him, and although his emotions are controlled by the white silk thread, the main action of his body is still driven by his own consciousness.

After seeing the documents in the archives, Wang Minxue has realized how sad and lamenigable his murder is.

And how abominable it is.

But even if you are a dream-possessed, you can't turn back time.

It's no use crying over spilt milk..

With the blessing of the extreme emotions of the white silk thread, Wang Minxue chose to destroy.

He's going to destroy everything.

It's like a wayward child who, after carefully building a castle on the beach, accidentally touches the corner of a base, making the castle no longer perfect.

Therefore, the child who has a temper will run over and kick the castle away like a vent, so that it no longer exists.

This analogy is not appropriate, but it is perfectly in line with Wang Minxue's thoughts at the moment.

Sad, sad, but to perish.

The transparent skinned man's upper body had already drilled out of the ground, and he slapped the roof of the Miao family's villa with his palm, causing the already crumbling house to collapse completely.

However, the rubble and cement blocks did not scatter.

They were strangely concentrated in Wang Minxue's palm, forming a huge sphere.

Then, the monstrous arms were raised high, and the almost transparent muscles showed their outlines against the backdrop of the nascent sunlight.

Xu Yunshu opened up a fourth thread in his mind.

He said only one sentence with this thread.

"Run! Disperse! The farther away the better! ”

There is no need to wait for Xu Yunshu's prompt, Chen Honghui has already realized the danger coming.

What will happen next is anyone's guess.

That's a non-standard pitching move.

Wang Minxue is like a non-professional pitcher standing on a baseball field for the first time, and his ball is a huge reinforced concrete ball that is adsorbed in the palm of his hand.

Faced with this strange nightmare scene, the residents in the villa area had already let out a terrible howl, dragging their families and fleeing in all directions.

The vigilantes on the front line were helpless, and all the weapons in their hands were useless in the face of such a terrible enemy.

The vigilantes were much more professional than ordinary people with no training.

Instead of fleeing indiscriminately, they quickly looked for available cover, hiding while observing the direction of the orb in the monster's hand in order to move at any time.

Then, the monster tee off.

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