Hogg felt that Trian was not going to give him a chance to refuse, and though he didn't say so, the vines had blocked the way he came, and the man-eating flower with its corrosive liquid poked its head out of the stone pillar and stared at him.

"What am I going to do?"

He quickly judged his situation - if he didn't follow the other party's advice, he would be reduced to the nourishment of these cannibal flowers, and when Jock arrived, he specially reminded him that their "god" was in a state of starvation due to the interruption of the last sacrifice.

"You don't need to do anything, just stand in front of it."

Hogg resigned himself to the blood-red flower, he emptied his brain, tried not to think about anything, and touched his hand to the petals.

A soft touch came from between his fingers, and then his index finger seemed to be pricked, and the petals were attached to the wound, as if sucking his blood, and almost at the same time, Hogg's consciousness drifted into the distance.

When he came back to his senses, he was already in a barren world, and he was looking down on everything in this world from the perspective of God, everything that came into view was in a state of acceleration, and in just a few seconds, the sun completed the process of rising in the east and setting in the west, and I don't know how long it took, a flower grew on this endless wilderness.

With the rapid passage of time, this ever-growing flower brought something different to the world, its rhizome continued to spread around, and under its influence, more and more plants appeared, gradually turning from green shade to a forest.

Hogg didn't know why he saw this, but it was a pretty amazing process.

For the first time, he looked at the world through the eyes of an observer.

Until, when the harmony in front of him was broken, he saw the blood seep into the world, and the blood that came out of nowhere was absorbed by the plants, causing them to grow formidable feeding organs, and making them fierce and brutal.

Hogg saw other creatures.

At first animals, insects, and then people who strayed here.

They appear in a very strange way, some are spit out of the mouth of a man-eating plant, others are suddenly teleported into the air, and when they fall, they are already dying, most of them are in suits and leather shoes, and they appear to be company employees.

Either way, those people couldn't stay in this world for long.

Hogg seemed to understand why they had been brought alive - the man-eating plants had kept them in this world as reserve food, just like the farms that existed before the Third War.

Plants are the masters of this world, and all intruders are pigs in captivity.

They gain strength from eating, and eventually all the nutrients flow to a tree, which grows rapidly until the branches and leaves break through the clouds and envelop the world like an umbrella.

This is the sacrifice that Jock refers to.

Hogg had witnessed the full process of the sacrifice, and with a little thought, it was not difficult to understand why those company people were sent into this world.

In recent years, the disappearance rate in the first arrondissement has been higher than in the border cities.

"You're using someone else to feed it."

The first time Hogg recovered from his wonderful state, he looked at Jock in shock.

The use of living people as instruments of sacrifice was unimaginable to him.

He thought that these people would just get together on weekdays to discuss how to control the number of votes to influence the decisions of the council, or to evert or even get rid of the chairman who has the right of veto, but what they did was much more evil than he imagined.

Hogg could immediately think of more than five charges that could directly sentence Jock and the others to death.

"It's not 'you', it's 'us.'"

Jock said, "Even though you became a member a little later, you can still make it in time for the gift of godhood." ”

It's another unintelligible noun.

Now Jock looks like a fanatical religious activist, and it is no longer obvious that he is a shrewd politician.

"It's just that if you want to complete the ritual of becoming a god, you still need to go through an important step."

"You mean I've passed the exam?"

Hogg asked.

He didn't seem to know what the test was until now, he just watched a documentary about alien plants, and he couldn't make any judgments or choices, and then he came back here, and when he spoke, Jock seemed to take him for a companion.

It made him a little scared.

Could it be that some unknown change has already been made?

Hogg almost reflexively gathered his thoughts, he had come here today to find out the details of the Fishing Boat Club, and now that he was sure that the mere act of using living people as sacrifices was enough to shoot them several times, and then he would gather enough evidence......

His thoughts came to an abrupt halt.

When these thoughts flooded into his mind, he suddenly remembered that the girl named Trian seemed to be able to see through the hearts of others, and when he looked at the girl, he found that the other person was also looking at him.

"You've been recognized and can leave."

After a long time, she suddenly spoke.

Jock patted his old friend on the shoulder as he had done before, "Hogg I have to apologize to you, it seems that I was overthinking, no one can hide my thoughts from Trian, you did come with sincerity." ”

Immediately afterward, Hogg spotted a sight that made him even more creepy.

He saw "zealous citizens."

The dream demon who wore a black trench coat and a mask and had been executing him in a nightmare lately in a strange way has now appeared in the real world!

"There!"

He pointed behind the two of them, beside the blood-red flower, and the "enthusiastic citizen" at this moment reached out to the petals just like he had just done.

"What's wrong?"

Jock was startled by Hogg and looked in the direction of Hogg's finger but didn't find anything, "Are you okay today?" ”

Jock and Trian's actions soon made Hogg realize that they were unaware of the existence of the "Warm-hearted Citizens", and he rubbed his eyes, cheered up, and said, "I haven't had a good rest these days, and I'm blinded." ”

"Let me guess, it's a 'zealous citizen', right?"

This is not the first time Hogg has been "sick", since more than a month ago, he has seen non-existent "evil spirits" in his daily life from time to time, at first in entertainment venues such as bars and clubs, and then it is so serious that he hallucinates during meetings.

When Hogg suddenly jumped up and called for the guards in the middle of an important meeting, even his conservative colleagues couldn't take it anymore.

The reformists publicized his behavior as a clown, but in fact everyone knew that Hogg was only suffering from a serious mental illness, and he and Richard had suggested that the old friend should go for treatment, and they would call in the best psychiatrist in the coalition government, but in the end they were rejected by Hogg, who had a good face.

It stands to reason that the judicial system controlled by the Foster family is an important part of the coalition government, and the Fishing Boat Club has long had the intention of inviting him to become a member, but because of Hogg's long-standing mental problems, it has to be put on hold for the time being.

They are not afraid of strong-willed people, but they are afraid of madmen.

Who can guarantee that Hogg will one day be in a state of madness and not suddenly tell the truth about what they have done in the Fishing Boat Club?

Sensing Trien's skeptical look, Jock explained, "It's okay, it's his old problem, we'll cure him." ”

With that, he began to calm his old friend's emotions, "Don't worry, at least I can guarantee that the 'Enthusiastic Citizen' will never appear in this place...... But when the party is over, you have to listen to me, and I will find you a trustworthy psychiatrist to ensure that Qi He and they will not know about it, and they will not make a big fuss about it. ”

Now they are all people in the same boat.

Even for their future plans, Hogg had to be cured first.

"Hmm."

This time, Hogg didn't refuse.

His spirit is also reaching its limit, and no one can stand a murderous maniac who appears in his dreams whenever he sleeps.

This is indeed his old problem, only this time the "enthusiastic citizens" have existed much longer than in the past.

In the past, the other party's appearance was more like he was dazzled, mistaking someone who was dressed or of the same age for a "zealous citizen", and the hallucinations usually didn't last long.

"Let's go, don't let me affect the party."

Hogg said groggily, this series of events had overloaded his brain, and he still hadn't figured out what the membership assessment was or how he passed it—he had come with a secret to tell, and Trianne, who claimed to be able to see through his heart, hadn't found anything.

He could only deliberately pretend to be cooperative, so as to convince Jock that their "brainwashing" was going well.

As for the "zealous citizens", he agreed with Jock.

There is absolutely no way he will be in such a place.

It must be that I haven't slept well in the past few days, so the hallucinations have worsened.

In front of Jock, he took the anti-fatigue medicine out of his pocket and doubled the dose for himself, which should be enough to keep the "enthusiastic citizens" from bothering him for a short time.

By the time Hogg entered the banquet hall, the familiar faces had already arrived, and he now understood why Richard and Jock were keen to party.

The layout of the banquet hall seems to have returned to the pre-medieval period, and they recreate the scene of the aristocratic banquet, which for a long time was spent trying to restore the glory of the aristocracy.

He felt that the designer must have studied the architectural style of the period, Jock had set up Hogg, everyone present was familiar, there would be no isolation of newcomers, and he, as one of the initiators of the party, needed to prepare some more important work.

Watching Jock walk away, Hogg didn't immediately blend into the crowd.

When he found that the double dose of anti-fatigue medicine didn't seem to work, the troublesome "evil spirit" followed him and went straight into the grand feast.

"Enthusiastic citizens" do not exist.

It was all a vision he saw.

Hogg kept repeating this in his mind, and he picked up a goblet to lighten his mood with a glass of wine.

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The sweet mellow aroma calmed his emotions a little, but then the unprecedented panic came back to him.

If the "evil spirit" does not exist here......

Who poured the wine for him just now?