The origin of the birth of the "catastrophic" xenomorph "web weaver" is a high school student who suddenly died while surfing the Internet at night in an Internet café.

It is said that the high school student was playing an online multiplayer RPG game at the last moment of his life, and he happened to be still playing group books.

Because of the overwork, coupled with the pre-existing heart disease, when the boss was slashed with the last stroke, the high school student unfortunately died suddenly.

Because of time, personality and other factors, the high school student's obsession with games was almost crazy, so his reason and beliefs were distorted, and then evolved into a xenomorph called "Web Weaver".

According to the information recorded in the diary, the "Web Weaver" was able to enter the online world in a way that science could not capture at all, and it can be said that in the online world, it is almost a well-deserved shadow killer.

However, on the other hand, is its incomparably weak ontology.

However, because it appeared on the Internet and was extremely hidden, it was very familiar with the plans of the relevant departments to arrest it - at the beginning, the relevant departments did not know about its capabilities, so the relevant information was done on the Internet, and the network had almost no defense against the "network weavers", so it was successfully surrounded by its falsehood, truth and falsehood for a long time.

In the end, someone realized that communication equipment was no longer safe in the face of xenomorphs, completely abandoned the use of network equipment, and made a variety of elaborate plans, and they succeeded in killing the "network weavers".

However, that was the trouble caused by the complete ignorance of the abilities of the "webweaver".

For Bering, this trouble did not exist from the beginning.

He hadn't mentioned even a single bit of information about the xenomorph on any of his communication devices, so the Webweaver's sense of him was like listening to another person in a vacuum, and he couldn't catch Bering's malice in the slightest.

The so-called "prophet" refers to a person who has a foresight and thus has an advantage in information!

If the webweaver is a predator who sits on his "web" like a spider, then Bering is a "human" who has been far away from the perspective of a spider and stands at a higher level.

Compared to the flat spider, Bering has already seen the future three years in advance - that is, the news of the day when the "webweaver" was arrested by the relevant authorities on TV!

True, everything about the "webweaver", the "Bering" of the original world was seen through the news.

The diary clearly records that there was a time in the past when "Bering" would turn on the TV and sit on the sofa, immersing his consciousness in the future three years later......

This is one of the prophets' ways of predicting the future – what could be more informative than the crystal ball and tarot divination, and the illustrated medium of television, computer, and mobile phone?!

And the news will also crumple the synopsis and summary to feed to your mouth, there is nothing more intimate than this fragmented exploration of the future!

Therefore, the "prophet" will also keep pace with the times!

Although I am occasionally disturbed by idol dramas and anime broadcast on some satellite TV, I swear in my diary that I am definitely collecting all kinds of information carefully and never slacking off!

…… Spend twenty minutes at most once in a while to see the new one?

When he saw the tone of the original world himself, Bering couldn't help but want to hold his forehead.

The predictable future that needs to consume life.,It's actually used by myself to see the new one......

It's a tyrannical thing, and there is no sense of worry!

Thinking so, Bering glanced at the cards that the opponent would play in ten seconds on his mobile phone, and by the way, he sealed the opponent's library in advance.

About half an hour later, Lin Qi returned to the bubble tea shop, sat next to Bering, and tore off a piece of paper to write.

When she was done, she handed the paper to Bering.

After Bai Ling glanced at it, he tore the paper and stuffed it into his pocket, and then nodded silently at Lin Qi.

After the two of them did all this, they stood up at the same time, and then walked into the "Wishing Star Internet Cafe" in a grand manner.

Lin Qi's ID card was opened before, and her appearance was quite prominent and easy to remember, so that when she entered the Internet café, the network administrator did not stop her and Bering.

Following Lin Qi into the Internet café, Bai Ling could obviously feel that the gaze on him had become more.

It's not all about these people who don't listen to what's going on outside the window.

With a chuckle in his heart, Bering went directly to the designated seat.

Sitting in front of this seat at this moment is a young high school student, wearing thick headphones on his head, his hair is fluffy and greasy, and the expression on his face is somewhat hideous.

Standing behind him, Bering could tell at a glance that this guy was playing a role-playing type of online game.

Because he was standing behind the other party, Bering could obviously see that this high school student was quite proficient in operation, and there was a high probability that he was a "great god player".

Knocking on the back of the gaming chair, Bering said to the high school student, "Dude, what are you playing, so good?" ”

When the words fell, the high school student still didn't say anything, still pressing the keyboard desperately as if he was fighting with himself.

It happened that a man next to him looked up: "Don't talk to this person, it's very strange, as soon as you play a game, you are very involved, even if there is thunder and earthquakes next to you, it will not be driven." ”

As he spoke, the man spoke again: "It's strange to say, this guy comes to this Internet café every day, and he doesn't even seem to have classes." Hey, today's young people are really addicted to the Internet, I think I didn't have a computer at that time, I was very happy up the tree and down the river, which is like a child now, my own son is desperately playing games......"

Between the words, the elderly man's face was full of sighs, as if he recalled his youthful childhood, and his tone was full of helplessness for young children who are now addicted to the Internet.

"Oh-oh," Bering nodded, "that's pretty bad, you and your son are worth the electricity." ”

Well?

A question mark slowly popped up in the middle-aged uncle's head.

Ignoring the person who came up to talk rashly, Bering continued to move forward.

He took two steps and stood next to Lin Qi's computer, Lin Qi stood up, gave Bering a place, and then sat next to him.

There was a little fat man next to him, who was still playing games, and suddenly felt that the place next to him was occupied, and subconsciously looked up.

He glanced at the expressionless Lin Qi, and the whole person was directly blindfolded, and the computer instantly changed from color to black and white screen, even if the headphones were full of crazy Zuan greetings from four teammates who opened black.

In fact, it wasn't just the little fat man alone, but the few people sitting opposite and behind the Lin Qi also subconsciously glanced back. There may not be much desire in this look, just curiosity and scrutiny, like a mole in a hole in the ground that suddenly sees a vision one day.

Maybe it's because it's almost never enough to see this type of girl come to such a smoky Internet café to surf the Internet, so these people are a little dazed for the first time.

Lin Qi had long been accustomed to this kind of gaze, so the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, but whispered to Bai Ling: "How is it?" ”

What do you think?

Bering turned on the computer with a smile: "Perfect." ”

He glanced at the high school student behind him, and said casually: "Traps, tricks, there are quite a lot of xenomorphs like this." In fact, don't think xenos are stupid, on the contrary, many xenos are very smart, and some are even smarter than humans. ”

"In order to hide their identity, some weak xenomorphs will hide themselves in human society. At the same time, they will be vigilant to restrain their breath, and are extremely sensitive to the surrounding environment, as long as there is a little wind and grass, they can catch it, and then deduce the follow-up strategy. ”

The computer turned on, opened the game, and Bering continued: "But sometimes maybe this kind of trick is itself a deceptive means made to divert attention. I have to say that human beings always like to give the concept of 'personification' to xenomorphs, and many people even think that xenomorphs should be humans, but one thing to be clear is that xenomorphs are often diverse in life forms......"

The voice fell, and the online game opened.

After typing in the username and password on the keyboard, Bering clicked "Login" lightly.

Soon, the game character appeared in front of Bering.

However, it was very unexpected that the character who was supposed to be mechanical and manipulated showed a humane surprise and panic on his face at this moment.

Looking at the character in front of him, Bering smiled.

The smile was very flat, and there was no satisfaction at all that solved the mystery, it was just that everything was clear...... Boring.

So from the very beginning, a spider with a flat perspective could only see what was on its own grid, and it was impossible to spot humans hiding in the jungle.

After all, that's already a behemoth beyond comprehension.

Bering put on headphones, supported his face with his hands, and bowed slightly at the frightened character.

"Hello, 'Webweaver'."

Bering said into the computer screen.