District 1, Florida, suburb of Miami.

Father Joseph always thought that he would never return to this place.

It's a small, wooden hut in a suburban village that he lived there more than a decade ago when he was a truck driver.

Maybe he has forgotten what kind of life a truck driver is like, getting up early and working late every day to deliver food, and having to communicate with the state police in every state, and he doesn't know how he used to persevere in such a life.

What is the difference between the so-called truck driver and the red necks working on the farm?

Why did you stand up for her at that time? The world has done its best just to survive, why did the blood at that time decide to protect her and pick up a gun against the biggest gangster family in the neighborhood?

It's been so long since the priest forgot what kind of state of mind he was at that time, was it sympathy? Or do you feel the feeling of being dependent on each other in this sparse world?

He walked silently to the house, the surrounding vegetation seemed to be taken care of, and the priest was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly.

It is estimated that his house has already been sold by others.

Eventually, he stuck a blackened key into the lock and unscrewed the door.

"Snap ......"

The door opened, and the priest was stunned.

Didn't the people who bought this house change their heads?

He sighed.

Walking into the house, a familiar scene came to my face, a living room, a bedroom, an honest radio on the dining table, and a big-ass TV child across the dining table.

Everything is basically the same, just like it was ten years ago.

Only the place is a little cleaner and tidy, as if someone is always taking care of it.

"Come in and sit down." Behind him, an old man's voice sounded.

Father Joseph turned his head and saw an old man with gray hair speaking to him.

"Hmm."

There was the sound of water rushing in the kitchen, and the priest sat down at the dining table, and the old man said: "Ten years ago, I came here, bought this house, and waited for a man all the time. ”

"Hmmm......"

"But that person may never come back, just like my granddaughter." The old man looked out of the house, as if he were looking at the sunset, and as if he was looking at himself.

"Let's go, let's go somewhere." The old man got up and walked out of the house.

They didn't go far before they came to a public cemetery, all of which were dirty tombstones placed haphazardly, and the countryside on the outskirts did not have as many rules as in the city, and many of the tombstones here were in disrepair, and some were almost broken.

The old man led the priest to a different kind of tombstone, which was full of carnations in front of it, and he saw that the anti-milkshake at the bottom had withered and was not presentable, but it was densely packed with layers upon layers.

"It's ......," said the priest.

"The grave of a hero." The old man said.

"Heroes?"

"A hero who was able to help save her even in the face of a little girl he didn't know, but in the end he died." As he spoke, the old man placed the carnation in his hand in front of the tombstone, began to draw a cross on his chest, and muttered words in his mouth.

"These flowers?"

"Every year, countless people from nearby towns and villages organize students to come and visit the graves and put carnations on them, and over time, this place has become like this."

The priest looked at the tombstone, the cross was planted in front of him, he smiled, a book that radiated light appeared in his hand, and prayers began to appear in his mouth.

On the tombstone, the name of the owner is engraved, as well as an epitaph that seems to have been written by someone else.

"Life as Dust, Death as Greatness – Trucker Charles Rogan"

……

Washington, 51 research base.

The Watchers Guild of the Human Federation has completely taken control of this place, and no matter what happens to Ami outside, it has little to do with them.

Now that the previous government has fallen, the states are not independent or in turmoil, but are preparing for campaigns and speeches, and all parties want to take the opportunity to return to the White House and the Capitol.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Qiao Shuya, and each of them knows that District 1 is still District 1 in this way, and basically nothing has changed.

But what does this have to do with them? They're just in charge of cleaning up the demons, and now they're gone.

The people of the Watchmen Guild have finally come here under layers of blockade, instead of being blocked by the military all the time.

However, the war, which they characterized as "civil strife", is over and can now be entered only in a formal diplomatic manner.

And Qiao Shuya just looked at the body of the mutilated man-made demon god who was bound and imprisoned by countless chains, and said, "Anyway, how can we use this thing to trap the astringent mother god?" This thing must be just a clone of its cells, not even its offspring. ”

"Not even a clone, at most a monster made from his cells, would you identify with the things made from your cells?" Joker added.

Qiao Shuya suddenly felt nauseous.

Zone 1 has been studying his own cells, and he knows it.

And this cell research lasted for nearly ten years, and Qiao Shuya had no idea which time he had a physical examination when he was a child, and the cells were accidentally stolen by that group of agents.

Anyway, according to the research here, Qiao Shuya's cells are born like cancer cells, immortal, even the cell line cultivated ten years ago is still alive now, and there is not even any trace of division reduction.

Basically, each lab in the entire Zone 1 has its own cell plants, and Qiao Shuya only feels a stomachache.

He doesn't care at all, they can save it if they love it, anyway, their cells are estimated to be leaked all over the world, and it's not so bad.

As for some strange creatures that have been cultivated from their own cells? If Qiao Shuya saw it, he would just kill one when he saw one.

Joker didn't know what to fiddle with beside the man-made demon god, and said, "Although we can't use this thing to jump the astringent mother god immortal into the present world, we can bury a lot of treasures in this thing and give it to the astringent mother god, that brainless woman will definitely not refuse." ”

The corners of its mouth let out a strange smile.

Qiao Shuya is full of question marks.

"The Mother God of Astringent Desire is basically irrational, after all, a creature that has nothing but copulation and childbirth for thousands of years, if it had reason, it would have gone crazy a long time ago, not so much that it is a demon god and a creature, or that it has long become a natural disaster." Joker said.

Subsequently, Qiao Shuya saw a large number of nuclear bombs being transported little by little, and even Qiao Shuya saw a "Doom Day" level nuclear bomb transported by the missile truck, which made Qiao Shuya's whole person tremble.

Doom Day, the strongest weapon of mankind at this stage, has a light hydrogen nuclear fusion weapon with a yield of nearly 10,000 times that of Big Ivan.

The horror of this thing is that the normal fusion of nuclear bombs will stop when it reaches helium, but the elements in the Doom Day will continue to fuse, all the way from light hydrogen fusion to iron, and as long as the energy that bursts out of it is detonated, there will be no grass in a radius of thousands of miles.

A Day of Destruction is like the sum of all the energies emitted by the entire sun in a matter of seconds.

As long as there are three, it is estimated that the entire ecosphere in Area 1 will be completely rotten, ensuring that there are not many microorganisms left in the soil.

This kind of terrifying thing was directly transported to this base, and even Qiao Shuya trembled, and he had the urge to open the space and teleport back to the Helicarrier at any time.

"We're going to place this thing in the artificial demon god's body, and then I'll open the subspace rift, activate the cells in the artificial demon god's body, and send a distress signal to the astringent mother god."

"And then? Will the Mother Mother of Astringency take this thing back? Qiao Shuya asked.

"It's very likely, after all, this thing can be regarded as one of the few 'intercourse' objects of the Astringent Mother Goddess, and it will definitely squeeze this thing completely dry."

Qiao Shuya: "......"

Isn't this man-made demon god female?

"I know what you're thinking, but at the level of the Demon God, do you feel that gender is something fixed?" Joker asked.

"It's rude, you're ...... amazing," Qiao Shuya gave a thumbs up.

"I'll give you a science popularization, the Astringent Mother God will split itself every once in a while, and the weak individual in the division will be responsible for meiosis and retention of the most primitive and precious genes in the entire body, and then, the meiosis creature will become a promotion contract, complete self-breeding, and the Astringent Mother Mother God will be able to carry out the next round of fertility."

Qiao Shuya: "??? ”

He only felt the explosion of the three views.

In other words, the mother goddess of astringent desire has always played with herself?

"Do you think it's outrageous? The flowers of many plants are in this way, and you often hold the flowers and smell them, aren't you also smelling the [beep--] of the plants? Joker said to Qiao Shuya with a wicked taste.

"Don't say it, I want to vomit, I'll have a psychological shadow when I see flowers in the future." Qiao Shuya suddenly complained.

At the same time, this Doom Day nuclear bomb, which could blow up the entire west coast of Area 1 as soon as it was detonated, was installed in the body of the artificial demon god.

All it takes is one detonation, and this thing will make the flames purify everything in the world.

"Then let me tell you again, even if it is a demon god, under the use of this ancient method, the heirs of the mother god of astringent desire are getting weaker and weaker, and more and more wasteful, and even now, even if it is only a first-generation alien demon, it is difficult to get close to the S-level level in your mouth." Joker said.

"Huh?"

"This is the law of nature, this way of self-breeding will only make the offspring weaker from generation to generation, if there is no superior genetic supplement, in a few thousand years, the alien demons born by the astringent mother god may not even be as good as the quality of human beings."

"And if it loses the ability to procreate, it will become weaker and weaker, and in the end it will die out naturally, so this gift package is the best temptation for it." Joker came to the man-made god's feet and patted the monster.

"But isn't this thing also made from its cells? Is this any different from inbreeding it? Qiao Shuya asked.

However, Joker looked at Qiao Shuya with an extremely playful expression and said, "Among them, in addition to the cells of the Astringent Mother Goddess, isn't there another cell that is more superior, born to be a perfect creature?" ”

Qiao Shuya: "!! ”

He understood, in the artificial demon god, although 99% of them are the cells of the astringent mother god, but the 1% is his own cells, that is, joker wants to use his own cells as bait to catch the mother god of lust?

Wait, something is wrong, something is very wrong.

"So you mean that the Mother Goddess of Astringency will never let go of my cells?" Qiao Shuya said with a look of horror.

"Yes, the genes of you, a natural demon god, are an incomparable supplement to it, and it may be able to improve its own gene pool, and then create a stronger demon that may be born with the power of the demon king, after all, you have also seen the monster that this artificial demon god spawns." Joker said, the corners of his mouth curled up to the base of his ears.

"In other words, the Mother Goddess of Astringent Lust will desperately want to give birth to an endless number of children with you, and as long as you are placed next to it, that thing may go crazy and fall on you, and then smash you hard, or imprison you completely, and completely squeeze you out every once in a while."

"But based on the desire for that thing, it's estimated that you'll have to be squeezed more than 100 times a day before it can be satisfied......"

Joker laughed wildly, as if he had really found something more interesting.

Qiao Shuya: "......"

He shuddered a little, and the thought of that ending made him look horrified, and then he still thought that he had blown up that thing.

The naturally evil subspace demon god, the old man will personally detonate the Day of Doom!

"Doom Day has been installed, and the body stitching has been completed...... Warning, warning, the body of the artificial demon god is corroding the shell of Doom Day, and it is expected that the shell will be corroded in ten minutes, and the nuclear bomb will fail, warning, warning, warning......" There was such a reminder on the radio.

Then, Joker smiled and put his hand on the artificial demon god's body, and then in the next moment, the subspace rift that rose into the sky completely enveloped the entire artificial demon god, and sent this monster of more than 100,000 tons into the subspace.

Then, as Joker had expected, the Mother Goddess of Astringent Desire received the thing made from its cells in an instant, but the next moment, it was not only its own cells, but it also felt another gene from this thing that could perfectly replenish its own gene pool.

As a collection of the desire concepts of reproduction and mating, it went completely crazy, and even did not hesitate to expend the energy of several reproductions, opening a teleportation array to teleport the artificial demon god more than two hundred meters back to its side.

The attraction of the subcellular hashishu is like that of a person who is extremely hungry and thirsty when he sees a sweet spring, and he even immediately begins to impatiently obtain the chromosomes in it.

At this time, joker smiled, and instead of walking into the crack in the subspace, he went deep into the detonator, only his arm was in the subspace, stretched out his thumb, and said, "BOOM!" ”

(End of chapter)