Night falls.

Listening to the sound of even breathing from Yang Liuyi and Grandma's room, Shi Lei, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes and took a step, but there was an identical one behind him sitting cross-legged on the bed.

Quietly turned over and jumped out of the window, he snapped out a few green leaves with his fingers, and his figure flashed, and he stepped on the green leaves and fled to the north.

At the same time, the gate of the Strange Administration Bureau of Linhai City opened, and black off-road vehicles drove towards the northern suburbs.

At the back of the convoy, followed by a large truck.

In the container pulled by the truck, Zhu Xiang was sitting in it, the whole person shrunk into a ball, and the fat around him was surging, as if there was a living thing surging in it.

Just now, he devoured a [Burning Body] and a [Swimming Spirit], which were being digested.

The battle with that bald strong man made him lose nearly twenty pounds of weight.

This has had quite an impact on his strength.

If it is usual, he can slowly make up the weight by devouring food.

But now that there is action, he can only take special measures.

Devouring the Strange is the fastest way for the [Big Stomach King] to recover his soul power, but it also has certain risks.

When devouring some special weirdness, such as the [Ghost Bride], the [Big Stomach King] may be bewitched in reverse and thus released.

Therefore, the [Big Stomach King] will generally only devour two to three levels larger than himself, which is more common and safer.

[Incineration] is one of the most common weirdness, and it can appear in places where there is an open flame.

The same goes for the Swimming Spirit, which can appear anywhere there is water.

The two of them are weird and restrained from each other, as long as they devour together and control the speed of digestion, there is basically no danger.

In the head car, Pan Ruyu was looking at the information on the computer, which summarized all the information related to Muye.

But it's only half a page, and there is not even a photo.

There are many ways for advanced Inhumans to hide their identities.

Many high-level Folk Inhumans will have more than one identity and use them to disguise and hide.

The easiest and most straightforward way to hide is to change her face.

The farmer's way of hiding is more primitive, that is, seclusion.

The reason why human beings form a society is because human beings cannot do something on their own, and they must unite to achieve their goals.

Farmers, on the other hand, do not need to enter society at all, they can be self-sufficient.

Their food, clothing, shelter and transportation can all be solved through [Soul Seed Transformation] and [Soul Power Cultivation].

They only need to take a pair of human races, hide them, and they can accumulate little by little, and develop a kingdom that belongs only to them.

The so-called race is two people, a man and a woman.

Like Adam and Eve, like a hen and a rooster.

For the [farmer], they are the livestock and poultry they raise, and the only meaning of their existence is to keep reproducing and providing more soul power for the [farmer].

Farmers will use Soul Power to greatly shorten their growth cycle and gestation cycle.

After generations of inbreeding, the offspring of the human race will become less and less human, and gradually become terrifying monsters.

It is precisely because of this characteristic that the official Inhuman Organization is very strict in regulating the Inhumans of the [Farmer] profession.

This ability is very useful in other ways.

For example, cultivating plants or animals with soul powers, and creating new production materials to help humans eradicate the weird.

There will be a lot of Inhumans in the official organization who are engaged in strange scientific research.

But some folk farmers think that it is normal to cultivate plants and animals, and it is evil to cultivate human beings.

This part of the people has a high degree of overlap with the people of the Salvation Society, and the vast majority of the [farmers] who appeared before are members of the Salvation Society.

This Makino is an exception.

No one knows how old he is, but there is an account of him in the internal sources from forty-seven years ago.

There is only one sentence in the record: Muye goes out of the mountains, and human life is like grass mustard.

The [Farmer]'s natal is strange [Immortal Vine], and if you want to cultivate [Immortal Vine], you need to have a blood pool formed by the convergence of blood full of soul power.

As long as the [Immortal Vine] is still in the pool of blood, and as long as the blood in the pool has not dried up, then the [Farmer] will not die no matter how seriously he is injured.

Before today, no one knew where Makino was hiding.

But this time, Pan Ruyu got important information, and Makino's [Immortal Blood Pool] was in a small village on the northern outskirts of Linhai City.

After receiving this news, Pan Ruyu immediately summoned all the inhumans in the bureau's operations and rushed towards the target location.

The Anding City Branch, where the news came, also gathered people and was on the way to help.

Putting away the computer, Pan Ruyu adjusted her breathing.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

His heart was beating harder and faster, and the rumbling engine of the car couldn't drown out the sound of his heartbeat.

The force of the accelerated flow of blood around his body made the blood vessels around his body stand out, and it looked like thick earthworms, wrapped around his body.

It's a tough fight and he'll have to get his form to the top to win.

Soon, the convoy arrived at its destination.

In order to block the news, they did not notify the police and evacuate the crowd.

No one knows if Makino will plant an eye in the village, if he is alarmed and the [Immortal Blood Pool] is moved, it will be difficult to find him again.

stopped the car outside the village, and Pan Ruyu got out of the car first.

Behind him, the doors opened one after another, and strangers with different shapes but all armed got out of the car one after another, and gathered beside him without saying a word.

Looking around, Pan Ruyu did not speak, but raised her hand and communicated in sign language.

After giving orders to all the strangers in turn, Pan Ruyu waved his hand and walked in the direction of the entrance of the village first.

In recent years, with the development of Linhai City, the surrounding villages have been built beautifully.

Cement roads, small western-style buildings, life in the village is much more comfortable than in the city.

This village is called Dahuai Village, because there is a 200-year-old locust tree at the entrance of the village.

Under the locust tree, there is an old well, which is said to be older than the big locust tree, and it is still able to produce sweet well water.

But since every household has been connected to running water, no one has gone to the well to fetch water.

Also to prevent children from falling in, the village directly sealed the wellhead with a cement slab.

In the night, Pan Ruyu and his party quietly gathered under the big locust tree.

Pan Ruyu gestured with his eyes, and a flat-headed and sturdy stranger stepped forward directly, holding the cement slab with both hands, easily lifted it, and put it aside.

The moonlight shone like water into the well below, and was crushed by the gently swaying water.

Pan Ruyu looked around, gestured, and stepped directly into the wellhead and jumped in.