Bai Lu in the small hotel saw that in the "game map" made by Yan Luge, in addition to the "corpse dog", there was another character.

[Monster Name: Saint Day.]

Level: Lv.20

Faction: Temple of the Holy King

Status: Normal

Skill: Mechanization (Mobile Turret)

What to bring: None

Goal: Capture or kill the dead dog. 】

Bai Lu suddenly discovered a blind spot: "You label the corpse dog as a 'player', but label the envoy of the Holy King Temple as a 'monster'?" ”

Yanlu smiled: "Yes, what's wrong?" ”

……

Saint Day, who appeared in the corpse processing factory, had a head, face and upper body that were no different from those of a human, but his hands had been alienated into dense cannon barrels, and his back was also loaded with a large amount of ammunition; And in order to carry the inhuman weight of the upper body, he simply gave up his lower limbs neatly and replaced them with a tank-like mobile chassis.

This made him look less like a human at all, and more like some kind of parasitic monster on top of machinery.

And these modifications on his body are indeed not decorations.

When Saint Sun entered the corpse processing factory, the wandering living corpses seemed to sense something, and crawled towards him on all fours, like dogs.

"Die! Whoa-" Saint Sun raised his hands, laughed maniacally, and fired.

His entire upper body, from the waist up, was like a spinning top, spinning at high speed on the base of the turret, shooting bullets 360 degrees without dead ends.

The living corpses swept by the bullets fell to the ground one after another, and the flesh exploded, turning into puddles of mud.

As "subordinate undead" who have gained mobility due to the influence of the Dead Dog, these living corpses have not even been enhanced by the power of death.

They are still flesh and blood, and it is impossible for them to resist the strafing of human killing weapons.

"Die—die—" Blood splattered on Saint Day's body, but it made him even more excited, and he let out an incomprehensible cry from his throat.

He seemed to enjoy the killing scenes.

Soon, all that was left of Saint Day's side was a pile of bloody mud.

The tracks ran over the bloody mud and drove forward with him.

Suddenly, the grass moved, and several shivering living people ran out.

They had finally survived from the mouth of the living corpse, and their expressions were ecstatic at this moment, as if they had finally met a savior.

"My lord, are you here to save us?"

Bang –

Their bodies were hit by shells and blown to pieces, especially with expressions of disbelief before they died.

Saint Sun smiled and put down his hand: "Of course not, who has time to save you?" ”

The tracks continued to run over the still twitching corpses of the men.

St. Sun tilted his head and stapled his shoulders to the earphones that hung over his ears, as if to say something to some distant being.

"Killed by mistake? Are they normal people? Ah, I know—"

"You're so annoying, peacock. It's just a few slaves, kill it, kill it, what's wrong? ”

"I know, of course, that 'every man is a precious treasure of the dynasty, and he should not be injured or killed lightly'. Isn't it just to pay a fine to His Majesty? Just deduct it from my account. ”

"My dear father—Your Majesty, he won't mind."

He sneered nonchalantly, not taking killing seriously at all.

In his eyes, the living corpses scurrying all over the ground and the living people running around seemed to be the same thing.

All are his prey.

……

"Since the 'resurrection' of the corpse dog, although it has killed many people, it has killed people who have hurt it and its owner, or who have malicious intentions towards it.

"And the living corpses affected by it are not actually fierce and vicious, just moving masses of unconscious flesh that will instinctively fight back only when attacked."

Yan Lu Ge pointed to the Saint Day, who was immersed in the slaughter, and his tone was soft and cold.

"Compared to this one—

"—Who do you think is more like a monster?"

As the supreme summoner of the corpse dogs and the living corpses, the song can perceive everything they can perceive through their senses.

Therefore, the actions of Saint-Sun were fully visible to him from the very beginning.

"The royal family of this country does not seem to treat their citizens as human beings." Bailu's tone was full of unconcealable anger, "The fourth prince, Saint Grace, invented the cruel organ banking system, but he is revered as a 'great philanthropist'.

"St. Sun referred to the survivors as 'slaves' and slaughtered civilians at will, without fear of being punished by the law, and the only punishment he had to face was to pay a fine to his father.

"Slave man and objectify life. Under the royal family, they are all ants.

"Such a country —

"—what a monster!"

Yan Luge smiled.

Xiao Bailu's three views finally reached an agreement with him, which made him feel very gratified.

Closing the computer, jumping out of bed, Yan Luge picked up the sculpture of Suer VII, who had been on the bedside table all night, stuffed it into his backpack, and walked towards the door.

After a busy night, it's dawn now

The time for the tour group to meet is almost up.

Yanluge walked downstairs.

Although the tour price of Happiness Group 9 includes three meals a day, it is a cheap hotel for low-cost groups, and there is no formal restaurant.

The tour guide, who was very poor, was handing out breakfast to all tourists with a cold face.

Yan Luge received his breakfast—a boxy can about the size of two palms.

The outer packaging of the canned food is a bit like the common large can lunch head in the outside world, with the words "Full Nutrition Convenience Food No. 1 - Barbecue Flavor" written on it, and the image below is a fat man wearing a chef's hat and eating and drinking vigorously.

Next to the fat man is a line of advertising slogans - "big gourmet" St. Tun, strength research and development, warmly recommended!

According to the consistent urine nature of the Mauryan Dynasty, this "great gourmet" St. Tun is also a prince who is competing for succession.

I turned the cans around, and sure enough, the manufacturer was the St. Swallow Food Company, which Yan Luge had never seen before.

And its ingredient list, in addition to water and starch, is full of various suspicious additives that Yanluge has never seen, such as meat and bone meal No. 13, flavor enhancer No. 79, edible oil No. 45, preservative No. 7, and food coloring No. 374......

"I think this thing should be the cheapest food in the Mauryan Empire."

Yan Luge subtly opened it.

In the eye, there is a box of light brown solids that you can see trying to imitate the color of barbecue but not very successfully, a bit like a solidified jelly.

Yan, who eats everything, took a spoonful.

“……”

He silently put down the can.

Bailu was suddenly surprised: "Boss, is this thing hard to eat?" ”

She knew her boss and had an outrageously low bar for food.

In the face of many ingredients that others find too terrible to eat, or things that are bitter and astringent and can't be swallowed at all, her boss can eat them without changing his face.

It was the first time she had seen Yan Luge show such a disgusted expression when facing a can.

(End of chapter)