The recorder recorded all of Comm's almost moaning muttering, and Jacques was thrilled, a valuable piece of information that could upend humanity's existing understanding of subhumans.

After an unknown amount of time, Com's voice faded down, its head tilted to one side, its jaw pressed against its chest, and it fell into a deep stupor. Jacques took the rest of the Mavrona beside it and tiptoed away. It may wake up, it may sleep forever, and either way, he sincerely hopes that this subhuman addicted to poisons and spirits will have a good dream.

Jacques climbed out of the Rufus crater along the rope. The east has turned white, the morning sun is spewing out a magnificent glow, and the new day is full of life and vitality. He took a big breath of fresh air, his stiff muscles gradually relaxed, tiredness seeped into his bone marrow, and he just wanted to fall asleep.

Towards the end of the long journey, and now was not the time to rest, Jacques forced himself to pick himself up and drove back to the town of Valen.

He locked the door, filled it with hot water and soaked it in the bathtub, held a voice recorder to his ear, and listened to it a dozen times, carefully distinguishing every word and word that Combe said. Then, he got up from the cold bath water and stood in front of the mirror, staring at his wet self.

In the mirror was an unfamiliar face, a pale body.

He didn't dare to look at his nakedness.

Jacques' eyes filled with tears. He wiped the water with a bath towel, put on his pajamas, and smoked a few cigarettes vigorously to calm down his disordered mood.

He sat down at his desk and set out to write a detailed report to close the unsolved playground tragedy.

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"The playground tragedy was an accident, not a long-planned sabotage, as evidenced by the information provided by the subhuman Combe. His testimony is compiled below.

"The breeding period is followed by a three-year dormant period, at the end of which the number of monis increases to forty thousand. We quietly migrated, gathered in huge caverns close to the ground, ready to wage a final war against humanity. Humanity is the cancer of this world, they destroy nature, they create disasters, and they must be punished.

"Something like a root is beginning to invade our cave, thin, brittle, shiny, we don't know what it is, maybe it's a new weapon invented by man, no one dares to approach it. The noise travels along them, from a distant and unfamiliar ground, as sharp as the teeth of a stone eel, biting through our ears and making people so upset that they just want to pull their heads off.

"We finally stayed up until the noise died down and there was silence for a while, and we thought the nightmare was finally over, but in fact it had just begun. Suddenly a greater catastrophe struck, the sounds made by humans were more terrible than any bomb, this time with shrill laughter and shouts, running footsteps, the rumbling roar of machines, surround us, strangle us, and make it impossible for us to breathe!

"Noise is an endless punishment that lasts for a long time before it stops for a short time. The short silence is even more terrifying than the noise, and you don't know when the noise will sound again, and it will never stop. We wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to run, and everywhere those damned roots, embedded in the cracks in the stone, weaving into a huge web all over the underground caverns!

"We need to be quiet, and we'd rather start a war immediately and spill blood on the human ground than continue to endure the noise. Before the order for an all-out war was given, Moni took the first action, and they frantically destroyed the roots, hitting their heads and bleeding, but to no avail, the roots would grow again, carrying endless noise underground. Moni finally collapsed, thousands, all collapsed, they killed each other, tearing apart along with us.

"And just like that, humans killed us with noise. How ridiculous, in the end, it was us who were the first to be extinct! ”

Jacques stopped his pen and sighed softly.

The so-called "root-like thing" is the iron bud that stretches downward, the crystalline steel formed by the "program-controlled iron bud growth technology", for some unknown reason, they lose control, continue to extend underground, and finally enter the cave where the subhumans gather, weaving into a large web of strangulation life.

The initial noise heard by the subhumans came from the Carmer Group's renovation of the slums. When the playground is built and put into trial operation, various sounds from the ground are transmitted along the iron buds into the ground, echoing in the empty caverns/caverns, like high-powered megaphones, driving the accustomed quiet Monimon crazy, causing a devastating catastrophe.

Kom was wrong about what he said, humans didn't mean to destroy them with noise, it was purely a mistake. The women and children laughing and screaming in the playground inadvertently thwarted the plans of the subhumans, saving Europe and humanity.

Jacques was engrossed in writing the report when a rapid cell phone ringing interrupted his train of thought. He frowned and looked at the number, and his heart suddenly sank. That's Gu Fu's secret line, there must be an emergency!

Jacques pressed the answer button and said "Hey".

After a while, Gu Fu's familiar voice drilled into his ears: "...... I just received news that Leon Duvall had died of illness. ”