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   Chapter 173: Because everything is meaningless, so be happy

  [Faced with Xiou who didn't sleep all night because he was worried about you, what would you choose? ]

[Option 1: You are deeply moved and decide to hug him.]

[Option 2: You want to comfort her, so you decide to hug her.]

[Option 3: You express that you don't understand, but in order to cooperate, you decide to hug him.]

[Option 4: You feel disgusted, but in order to prevent the other party from bothering you again, you decide to put an end to it once and for all, and you decide to hug him.]

Huh? Fowles tilted his head.

Why are you hugging them all?

No, are you crazy?

"Are you okay?" Seeing that Fors hadn't spoken, Xio asked worriedly.

No time stop?

Only then did Fowles notice that there was no time pause when giving the options this time.

Hugh walked up to Foles and stood on tiptoe to touch Foles' forehead.

With his mind full of "you decide to carry him", Fors was startled and subconsciously hugged Hugh, who was less than 1.5 meters tall and not wearing high-heeled shoes, into his arms.

And the arbitrator, known as the "invisible fear", crashed in an instant.

So proactive? Then I have to reach out secretly...

"Ah! It hurts!"

...

At noon on Tuesday, after eating, Klein took a stagecoach to Rice Circus near the Tussock River in Cherwood.

Yesterday afternoon, Klein had contacted the circus and rented a booth nearby, not far from the entrance of the circus.

Today is not a festival or a holiday, so the stalls are very cheap.

It will be a little more expensive on weekends.

But even though it's not the weekend, there are still many children in the circus.

Some of them were street children from the East End who could not afford tickets to the circus and had to wander around, trying to see the performances through gaps in the curtains.

Some were children of workers, who had no money to go to grammar school and could not work in factories due to their age. Except for going to church to attend free Sunday school on Sundays, they were free most of the time.

A small number of them are children from wealthy families. They have their own tutors and do not need to go to grammar schools. They can arrange their own time.

Klein set up a stall made of cardboard boxes and wooden barrels, with a sign on the back with a word written in sugar.

"Candy Knight".

Next to it was a sugar painting of a little sugar man wearing heavy knight armor, holding a heavy sword, and riding a warhorse.

Because none of the 22 extraordinary paths had the "Candy Knight" sequence, Klein was not worried at all that this would attract official extraordinary people.

The stall was ready. Klein spread a cloth on the table made of cardboard and placed a few three-dimensional sugar figures on it.

It does not have any extraordinary abilities, it is just a simple sugar man. The only special thing about it is that it looks good enough and tastes good enough.

Klein was still too shy to yell at him.

His ability to operate the "Strange Doctor" exerts the emotion of "curiosity" on the people around him, thereby attracting customers.

After a while, several people came to the stall one after another, and the largest number of them were children.

Klein fiddled with the sugar man and tried to perform a puppet show under the gaze of the audience.

However, unlike traditional puppet shows, he uses sugar figures and incorporates some magic techniques.

Without using extraordinary abilities, Klein believed that pure skills might be more suitable for the role.

Soon, under the gaze of everyone, a relatively ordinary story without any profound moral was unfolding on the table.

The story is very common, the classic knight fights the devil to save the world. But in the form of puppet show, it has a unique flavor.

The nameless Candy Knight trekked through the soda ocean, cut off the noodle dragon's tail, and after going through untold hardships, finally arrived in front of the cookie devil.

More and more people gathered around the stall.

Most of the people who can come and wander around the circus have nothing to do, so if they see something strange, they will naturally come and take a look.

I have watched the circus performance countless times, so it was indeed a new experience to watch the performance of "Candy Knight".

But by this point, people's interest has almost faded. The ending of the story is nothing more than two kinds of knights defeating the devil, or the knight being defeated by the devil.

As the adults were uninterested and the children were watching intently, a terrifying hand fell from the sky and grabbed them all. Yes, it was Klein's hand.

He threw both the Candy Knight and the Demon King into his mouth.

The kids obviously didn't buy it and they puffed up their cheeks in dissatisfaction, feeling that this messy ending was completely meaningless.

Klein smiled and waved his hand, indicating that the story was over.

He actually thought the script was pretty bad, after all, he hated the irrational deus ex machina when he read novels before. But this script was written by Ceres, who said it might be a revelation to him.

This was the inspiration that the Hanged Man gave to Klein when he asked about how to play the role of the Sun "Scorched Earth Walker" at the Tarot Club.

In fact, you don't have to figure out how to digest the potion yourself; asking questions appropriately can also be a skill.

So he asked Ceres for this bad script.

Klein didn't understand why, but he understood one thing: listen to advice and have enough food.

He distributed the remaining candies to the children, and their angry faces turned into smiles.

It was zero cost anyway, so Klein didn't feel any pain at all.

Moreover, his candy looks good, is of high quality and cheap, and with a little bit of extraordinary skills, it is not a problem to sell it.

Watching the children accept the candies, they smiled and forgot the meaningless story.

Klein suddenly understood something. There was no need to worry about whether something was meaningful or not. Because in fact, nothing in this world had any meaning.

Happiness is happiness, and happiness does not need a reason. Just like candy does not need meaning. And precisely because everything is meaningless, we should be happy.

Klein suddenly felt that he had digested a large portion of the potion.

Ha, is this what it feels like to have a teacher teaching you? It's much faster than figuring it out on my own before.

So [joy] turns out to be such a classy thing...

Grandpa is so awesome.

Klein thought with pride.

Suddenly, Klein suddenly remembered that he was actually a traveler of the destiny of [Harmony], and [Joy] was not the destiny he had embarked on.

It's broken, it's become a clown.

Just as Klein was lamenting about how deeply he had played the role of the clown, a familiar voice sounded in front of the stall.

"Boss, how much is this?"

Klein looked up, and Amon, with a smile on his face, shook a string of sugar sculptures in his hand, but the sculpture was not a candy knight, but a polar bear.

Of course, the stalls don't only sell human-shaped candy figures, but also various animals. For example, this one in front of you.

Klein lowered his eyes and asked speechlessly, "Why are you everywhere?"

Amon smiled and looked at Klein. After a few seconds, he pushed his monocle and said, "Doesn't this prove that we are destined to be together?"

"But I don't want to be with you."

"Don't say that." Amon shook the sugar sculpture in his hand, "So how much is this?"

"One hundred pounds." Klein replied unhappily.

"Okay." Amon nodded and handed over ten ten-pound notes.

"Stolen?" Klein asked suspiciously without reaching out to take it.

"How could you think of me like that?" Amon looked aggrieved. "They were just there. I thought no one wanted them."

They are just there... You know, I lost my father a long time ago... Then you can tell our original body... We are all trying our best to fight against pollution...

Klein sighed and didn't take the money: "I'll give it to you."

"Look," Amon smiled, "This is proof that our relationship has improved."

After more than an hour, Klein took out his golden pocket watch, took a look at it, and then began to pack up his stall.

Amon was fiddling with a sugar sculpture of a polar bear.

Klein's sugar sculpture is very detailed, and the joints are movable. Although it's a bit sticky, it can still be made into various poses.

"Is it over?" Amon asked.

"Yeah." Klein nodded. He didn't come here just to set up a stall today, he also planned to observe other clowns.

Because it was not a holiday, there were not many guests in the circus, and the clowns who were responsible for entertaining and entertaining seemed a little listless.

After passing through the "divination hut" and the tents selling pies, pancakes, fruit pies, and alcoholic beverages, Klein walked along the edge of the circus and found a small theater. A blackboard at the door said that during non-holiday periods, there would be four performances per day, each lasting one hour.

Now it's the second session of the afternoon.

After buying the ticket, Klein entered the theater and heard the cheers.

Amon followed Klein and also bought a ticket.

At this time, a trainer was on the stage, holding a whip, commanding a black bear to do a cute show. Next to him lay a tiger with yellow and black stripes, and sat a baboon with dark and curly hair.

Klein had no interest in this kind of performance. He half-leaned back and watched nonchalantly.

Amon sat next to Klein.

"There was indeed a little friction between us, but there's no need to be so wary of me. It was just a little joke." Amon spoke to Klein.

"And a Time Worm is worth a lot of money."

Klein sighed impatiently: "Okay, okay. I forgive you."

"You see, there is no conflict in this world that cannot be resolved." Amon smiled and spread his hands.

Klein rubbed his temple in annoyance. "You weren't so persistent before."

Amon smiled and squeezed his monocle.

"Do you want to find out the magician's performance rules by observing them?" Amon asked. Although it was a question, his tone was very affirmative.

"That's right." Klein nodded in acknowledgement.

"You can ask me," Amon said, "I know fortune tellers."

"Forget it. I don't believe what you say." Klein shook his head.

"You are just following a stereotype, aren't you? There should be basic trust between people..." Amon immediately argued.

Soon, several performances ended. The last one to appear was the magician that Klein had been waiting for.

The magician was wearing a tuxedo, a bow tie of the same color, and a tall, big top hat. As soon as he came on stage, he started breathing fire from his mouth, which immediately made the audience in the venue cheer and applaud.

Klein immediately summed up the first rule of acting as a magician: wear a top hat.

That's right, a magician must wear a nice top hat.

If the magician's potion is not digested, it only means that the potion is not sensible enough.

Next, the magician performed classic tricks such as escaping from a secret box, flying pigeons with hats removed, taking out flowers, and card magic. Klein thought he could easily see through every trick of the other party, but he found that when his attention was not focused enough, sometimes he would overlook key details because his attention was drawn to the place where the other party wanted.

The second rule of a magician is to fully mobilize the target's attention to achieve the desired effect. Klein summarized the second rule. He plans to verify it in his next performance.

In the magician's final curtain call and the audience's applause, Klein made a final summary: the magician's performance needs to be applauded by the audience.

After thinking for a moment, he lowered his hat slightly, and a flame appeared out of nowhere, turning into a pillar of fire that enveloped him.

Amid the exclamations of the audience, he left the spot through the anchor pointrnadette

   Chapter 174 Selling a Sleeping Banana Monkey to Bernadette

Watching Klein's magnificent exit amid the crowd's exclamations, Amon pinched his eyes.

"Source Castle..." He muttered to himself silently.

"Hmm?" He said doubtfully, "It's gone?"

...

Kingdom Museum, 2 King's Road, West End.

Today, and even in the next three days, there will be a "Roselle Memorial Exhibition" here.

The memorial exhibition will be open until six o'clock, and compared to the huge crowds in the early days, around five o'clock will be a better and more leisurely time period.

But even when it was about to end, there was still a long line at the entrance of the exhibition hall.

Wearing a black windbreaker and a baseball cap, Serris skipped the line and entered the exhibition hall through the VIP channel.

In his left hand he held a cane with a silver rim, and in his right hand he held a doll. It was a monkey doll, with a banana-like hair on its head, and two eyes looking in two directions, one on the left and the other on the right, with an indescribable wisdom in its eyes.

"It's so late, and there are still so many people here." Ceres complained, as if talking to himself.

"That only proves that I am more charming." The monkey in Serres' hand actually opened its mouth and replied to Serres.

"I have no objection to that." Ceres nodded.

The conversation between a man and a monkey was so strange, but the people around them seemed to be blind and completely ignored the scene.

During the conversation, Serres came to the first exhibition hall.

A female guide was introducing the exhibits in an excited tone: "Everyone, these are all the daily necessities of Emperor Roselle. Look, that's the velvet quilt he used, that's the gold-inlaid glassware he used, and that's the flush toilet he used to drink wine."

Perhaps because they were too excited, some of the tour guides were incoherent and their language was confused.

"Damn it, why do I have all this?" Russell, who was in the state of a sleeping banana monkey, let out an angry squeak.

"Be thankful that what's on display here is the first toilet you ever used, not the first witch you ever used."

Looking at the golden toilet, Serris curled his lips and said, "No wonder you were so miserable in the later stages. Can anyone sit on the golden toilet?"

The atmosphere suddenly became loyal.

Quack, it's the emperor, everyone retreat quickly!

Russell looked around and didn't respond directly.

After passing through several exhibition halls, we arrived at the room displaying Russell's "inventions".

Various "creative manuscripts" and some "small inventions" are placed around the room, and one of the display cabinets is filled with toys that Russell made for his children.

"This is the basic education textbook he improved to educate his children. Each word has a corresponding picture... This is a small game he invented for his own children, similar to Intis chess, but for some reason, the way of playing has not been widely spread. This is a building block toy he invented, also for his children..." The tour guide stood next to the display cabinet, introducing each item in detail.

When Ceres and Russell entered the exhibition hall, they saw a woman who was over 1.7 meters tall.

The lady had waist-length chestnut hair and a very well-proportioned body, neither fat nor thin.

She was wearing a girlish yellow cake skirt, but also an old-fashioned black soft hat, with fine plaid tulle hanging down, covering her face.

She stood in front of the display case where the toys were placed, staring at the items inside, and did not leave for a long time.

Russell, who had been squeaking all the way, suddenly became quiet.

"Hey, why are you silent?" Serres's voice was full of ridicule.

Roselle was silent for a moment: "Why is she dressed like this... Who taught her?"

Serris rubbed his chin with his palm, not knowing what he was thinking.

Um...

"Roselle, if you have more 'humanity', can it help you better fight against the pollution of the Fallen Mother Goddess?" Serres suddenly spoke.

Russell's spiritual intuition was suddenly touched: "Damn it, what the hell are you doing!"

Ceres came to the lady and bowed gracefully: "Good afternoon, Your Highness Bernadette. I didn't expect to meet you here. It's really my honor."

Bernadette noticed someone coming and turned to look at Ceres.

Seeing that it was someone she had never met before, she said in a gentle but emotionless tone: "Good afternoon."

She paused as if trying to determine Cerus's identity: "I don't think I've seen you before."

"Of course, of course. It's normal that you haven't seen me. After all, I'm just a small businessman."

merchant?

Bernadette said nothing, just stared at Ceres quietly.

Serris pulled out a doll from behind like a magic trick: "Look, look at this ugly but cute doll. I believe you will like it."

Bernadette's eyes swept over the doll, and her tone did not change: "No need."

"Really? I made this based on Emperor Roselle's prototype." Serris continued to strongly recommend it.

Bernadette frowned: "You said you made this based on Roselle's prototype?"

"Of course." Ceres handed the doll forward, "If you don't believe me, why don't you try it in your hand?"

...

The World's End Tavern.

Alicia and Sharon sat face to face.

"Why are you so far away from me? Is little Sharon tired of it?" Ai Lishia's dress looked pitiful.

But Sharon didn't intend to respond. She simply said, "Sister Ellie, I need help."

Alicia patted her chest vigorously: "No problem, no matter when and where, Alicia will respond to your expectations."

Sharon briefly summarized the situation.

To put it simply, she and her younger brother Maric were once members of the Rose School.

But now they can neither accept those cruel things nor think that they have big problems in dealing with their desires, so they look for opportunities to escape from the Rose School.

And the people of the Rose School are currently hunting them down.

Sharon speculated that the people from the Rose School would come back after being scared away by Alicia last time, and it is not impossible that they would even bring angels with them.

So they would like to ask Ai Lixiabao to help them deal with the latest enemy.

After hearing this, Alicia nodded decisively: "Of course I will protect you."

But then, she lowered her voice and leaned forward: "But Sharon, you know there is no free lunch in this world."

Sharon closed her eyes: "I understand."

Sharon acted as if she was ready to die.

"Hehe," Alicia stood up and came behind Sharon, gently placing her hand on Sharon's shoulder, "In that case, little beauty, you know what to do."

Alicia gently lifted Sharon's chin.

Sharon didn't answer, just nodded slightly.

Two hours later, Sharon sat in the chair with a dull look in her eyes, slightly raising her head and looking at the ceiling, looking like she had been played to pieces.

In just two hours, she changed into nearly a hundred different dresses.

Alicia left the room excitedly.

"Miracle Sharon is so fun~gue

   Chapter 175 Simulation: The Locust Plague of the Universe

  Bernadette took a deep breath and did not reach out to take the sleeping banana monkey: "Sir, your words are very rude."

Although she did not feel any threat from the person in front of her, the spiritual intuition of the Master of Prophecy told her that it would be best not to slap him directly.

What Bernadette didn't know was that the reason was not that Ceres would slap back. In fact, Bernadette's spiritual intuition had no effect on Ceres at all.

The real reason was that Ceres would use the monkey butt of the little monkey Roselle in his hand to block it, and Bernadette's spirit was subconsciously unwilling to hit Roselle's drum.

"Come on, can you please save some face for me?" Russell struggled in Serres's hands.

He twisted the rules, changing "he spoke to Cerus" into "only Cerus could notice him".

But it was obvious that He overestimated Serres's compassion.

"Hey, you can't say that, Your Majesty the Mysterious Queen." Serris smiled and asked, "Your Majesty, do you know what the Black Emperor's mythical creature form is?"

Bernadette's emotionless eyes dimmed for a moment, and Roselle died before he had the chance to show off his new mythical creature form to his daughter.

"Beast!" Roselle obviously noticed the change in his daughter's eyes, and he began to kick Ceres' hand.

I can't lose if I risk my reputation as a daughter slave!

Russell exploded instantly.

Eat my Super Roselle Flying Kick.

Unfortunately, the power that the sleeping banana monkey could use was still too little. Poor Roselle was easily suppressed by Serris.

In the twisted order, Bernadette ignored the struggling Roselle monkey and asked calmly, "What is it?"

"It's a curly-haired baboon," answered Cyrus.

Bernadette remained silent, neither saying whether she believed it nor whether she did not believe it.

"So you see, if you think about it this way, they look very similar, don't they?" Serres shook the monkey in his hand.

"No need." Bernadette withdrew her gaze and no longer looked at Ceres.

Ceres didn't say anything, but his voice rang in Russell's ears: "You are disliked."

Roselle did not reply. His spirit had already left this body and returned to his own tomb.

"Run away? Coward." Serres commented.

When he looked up again, Bernadette had already turned and left. It seemed that she was irritated by Ceres.

...

Time came to evening.

Roselle in the mausoleum, Klein of Backlund, and Audrey fell into dreams one after another and entered the simulated universe.

Considering that Klein and Audrey were distorted in their cognition at the beginning of the last game and had no ability to fight back, Ceres decided not to let them play the high-end game with Lao Huang this time.

It's boring, it's better to divide it into three lines.

...

The float was rocking, and Audrey opened her eyes. She said...

"ah!"

With a high-pitched scream, a holy flame with a "holy" effect appeared out of thin air and spread rapidly.

The sea of insects that had gathered around Audrey's feet was instantly burned out, leaving a gap.

Then, Audrey completed the transformation in an instant, flew away from her original position, and looked down at the entire insect nest below her feet.

What kind of place is this!

Audrey took two deep breaths and calmed down her nervousness.

Tonight, she fell asleep happily, looking forward to entering the fantasy simulated universe.

For the first time, she saw the magical binary fleet and met the wonderful pure knight.

The second time, she came to the weird but interesting Fantasy Banana Park, which was also an interesting adventure

But this time, when she opened her eyes, she saw bugs all over the floor.

Although she is much braver than the average man and has seen a lot of the world, she is still a girl after all.

This kind of thing was still too advanced for her, and she really couldn't accept it.

Pursing her lips, she moved her gaze in other directions, trying to find a suitable place to stay.

...

The other side.

This is a dilapidated house that looks very old. It is estimated that it has been there for quite some time.

Russell opened his eyes inside the house. In front of him was a wall, very close, almost touching his face. The color of the wall was gray-brown... probably?

The next second, Russell subconsciously analyzed the composition of the wall. The wall was white, and it was covered with a layer of solidified mucus.

"Oh." He took two steps back, moving a little further away from the wall.

It's not that He felt any danger, He just simply felt disgusted.

As an "appraiser", He immediately understood what the mucus was.

That is the pheromone emitted by insects when they reproduce, and for some reason it appears in liquid form.

Roselle admitted that he was a person who liked to mess around, and he was still a god who liked to mess around. But the real bugs were still a bit too much for him.

However, if it is a half-human, half-insect alien, it is not impossible.

But at least before seeing the real body of the insect, He would not have any interest in these pheromones. This is a matter of principle.

Taking two steps back, his obstructed vision gradually opened up. Roselle immediately understood where he was.

As a modern man, He was all too familiar with this style of architecture.

I am in a hospital.

That's why all hospitals in the universe are of this style.

Russell couldn't help but complain in his heart.

It's actually very easy to understand because that's how the setting is written.

This was a very dilapidated hospital. There were many marks on the walls that looked like they had been rotted or eaten away, and they were covered with layer upon layer of mucus.

After looking around, Russell's brows slightly frowned. He could clearly feel that some "rules" here were overturned.

It's weird, like the concept of "human" has been twisted into "curly-haired baboon".

What's even more strange is that He couldn't find the strangeness. It was as if the world was supposed to be this way, and the rules were supposed to be this way.

Even though He was not the "emperor" here, and the "order" here was not established by Him, He could still clearly sense that something was wrong.

Russell took a step forward and walked into the hospital.

He planned to figure out the situation here first.

And just as He began to move, a loud and noisy cry was heard.

It was the sound of a baby crying, thousands of babies crying, a weird baby cry.

There seemed to be some kind of contamination in that cry, trying to influence Russell's mind.

"Hmph!" Russell snorted coldly.

The information particles around Roselle were distorted. Unobservable knowledge particles composed of countless codes and information were twisted around Roselle into unstable information bombs.

Before the inaudible, invisible and unknowable information bomb exploded, bugs appeared out of thin air around Roselle.

Roselle didn't care. The explosion of information destroyed the bugs themselves.

The baby's crying suddenly stopped, replaced by the buzzing sound of insects vibrating their elytra.

An overwhelming buzzing sound.

...

The first thing Klein did after opening his eyes was not to observe his surroundings, but to imitate the Heavenly Fire Judgment in the state of annihilation under the guidance of his spirituality.

With a swing of the sword, a huge stinging insect that was taller than Xio was chopped in half by the heavy sword.

The candies covered the entire body, turning it into armor.

The next moment after the armor was formed, the stinging insects rushing from the side hit Klein like a cannonball. The stinging insects with explosive capabilities launched a self-destructive attack on Klein.

Klein was blown away more than ten meters, and then landed steadily.

Looking up, what I saw was the swarm of insects that covered the sky and turned into ashes in the sea of fire. Silvery white snowflakes were floating in the deep sky, reflecting the bleak light of the stars.

"The boss room is right up there?"

He only had time to complain before the mark of "Annihilation" erupted, and a huge explosion drew a graceful arc of fire as Klein swung his sword.

Raising his hands, candy soldiers rose from the ground and began to charge around.

Although Klein was not given the choice of blessing this time, he noticed that his spiritual recovery speed was astonishingly fast.

"Tsk." Klein clicked his tongue.

This means that he will have to fight a protracted war.

After spending so much time together, Klein was already familiar with Ceris's personality. It was impossible for him to cheat without any reason.

And around Klein, on the other side of the sky, Zerg were surging in endlessly.

The candy soldiers were swallowed up in an instant, and the huge insect nest rushed towards Klein like a wave.

In desperation, Klein dispersed the Skyfire Judgment in his hand, and a golden sphere appeared in his hand.

Mimicry Star of Eden.

"Star of Eden, zero rated power released." Klein injected spirituality, and a simulated black hole appeared out of thin air in front of him.

The swarm of insects was attracted and crushed, giving Klein some time to breathe.

Although his spirituality was sufficient, the output power was there, and Klein could not summon multiple pseudo black holes, so he could only remain in a stalemateg

   Chapter 176 The Distortion of Breeding

Looking from top to bottom, Audrey found herself in a sandy area, surrounded by mountains and plains of yellow sand, and there was nothing else except the sand.

Nothing?

Looking down again, there were no more insects on the ground.

Where are the bugs? Audrey couldn't help looking around.

But she suddenly found that the desert was gone too.

She was no longer in the desert. The scene around her turned into a beach. The hot wind gently lifted her long hair, and the sultry air soaked the back of her neck. Beads of sweat adhered to her skin.

Is this a scene change? Audrey felt a little unreal.

Although the simulated universe is not real.

Audrey felt someone whispering softly in her ear:

"Don't worry, just close your eyes. Soften and relax your limbs, and you will be surprised to find yourself in the center of an infinitely gorgeous gallery..."

Along with the sea breeze came gentle words, like a mother comforting an anxious child.

The sea breeze seemed to be getting stronger, and the wind carried her back and forth quickly, like the rocking car invented by Emperor Roselle.

No! Audrey was familiar with this feeling.

The last time I hunted down Qilingos, the suit's automatic dodge felt exactly like this.

Audrey broke free from the illusion and saw the insects all over the mountains again.

And she was not alone here, there were two groups of soldiers holding laser guns and shooting at each other. This seemed to be a battlefield?

Looking down, there were bugs all over the battlefield, each of them was only the size of a fingernail, but they covered the entire area in large numbers, gnawing at the corpses on the ground.

So disgusting.

Audrey's expression wrinkled and the bomb washed the floor.

But for some reason, her spiritual intuition told her not to do so.

The swarm of insects turned into water splashes, waves, and giant hands, attacking Audrey in the sky from bottom to top.

Audrey dodged them effortlessly and was able to observe them attentively.

She discovered that these bugs were more like "weapons" than "creatures," and they attacked enemies including Audrey under the guidance of a commander.

Audrey flew a little higher. She intuitively felt that she needed to observe more carefully and not blindly go down to help.

The soldiers commanding the swarm of insects pressed forward step by step and surrounded the other side.

But just when the advantaged side was about to win, the Zerg suddenly gave up the battle and began to reproduce.

Audrey was confused. She couldn't understand the other commander's thoughts for a moment.

Countless new individuals were born at once, and this moment might open a new page in the biological spectrum of the universe. She had never thought that such an amazing phenomenon would happen before her eyes.

She shuddered, and suddenly saw a bug rushing towards the sky in blood, broken shells, and mucus, leaving behind all the chaos, slaughter, and endless smoke.

The next second, the soldiers' wounds began to rot and tiny insects swarmed out of the wounds.

This was true for soldiers on both sides, without exception.

The situation got out of control in an instant, and the soldiers started to fight without distinguishing between friend and foe. They screamed, fought fiercely, and killed each other...

In the dark, it seems that there is a huge eye watching all this.

At this moment, the smell of blood entered her nose, and the purification skill of the magic girl suit was passively triggered. Audrey escaped from the second illusion in an instant.

Bullets from the laser gun flew everywhere, and the automatic dodging function of the magical girl's suit allowed her to move back and forth, avoiding stray bullets from everywhere.

The crowd below is no longer "soldiers" but something like "refugees".

They raised their knives and fought each other.

The fire she released when she was frightened by the insects just now blew away several people at once, and a large area of the ground was burned.

Audrey looked closely and saw that their eyes were red but unfocused.

Some people's eyes were filled with fear, as if they were facing a man-eating monster, while others had dazed expressions, as if they were enjoying their last rest before death.

They were also hallucinating.

Audrey understood immediately.

She summoned her staff, and a spotlight of pure and beautiful destiny appeared out of thin air, illuminating the entire battlefield.

Then the purification technique and the spotlight merged with each other, and the super-large purification spread, and people gradually woke up from the chaos.

...

Under Russell's gaze, swarms of insects rushed out of the delivery room and rushed into the sky. A huge tide of insects began to appear in the sky.

He immediately understood what was going on and what the distorted "rules" were.

The offspring of human beings should have been "human beings", but under this distortion they became "worms".

Roselle immediately tried to twist the "rules" back again, but found that as the "Black Emperor", he could not do it.

No matter how bad his current state was, he was still the real Black Emperor. He was an existence that still needed to be referred to as "him" even though he did not have any extraordinary characteristics.

But there is nothing we can do about these distorted rules.

"Fuck, what the hell is this thing!" Russell couldn't help but widen his eyes, and the little mustache on his face couldn't help but twitch.

"Alas," He sighed, turned and left.

This is not His kingdom, and He has no obligation to save these people.

But after taking two steps, He suddenly turned back.

The virus of the "Sleeping Banana Monkey" forms a delicate balance with the pollution and divinity in His body. Although the meme and divinity are suppressed and severely insulted by the pollution, they can barely be considered a three-legged tripod.

This resulted in His humanity being relatively more abundant than before.

After all, He came from that era and was educated with good values.

He won't really die anyway, so it won't hurt to spend some time saving him.

"Besides, now that we are here, it would be bad if we don't do something." Roselle muttered to himself.

His voice suddenly became louder: "I am the great Russell Gustav, what kind of shit dares to play tricks in front of me!"

He instantly entered the state of a mythical creature.

This is a twisted collection of the three extraordinary path mythological creatures: the Knowledge Mentor, the Knowledge Emperor, and the Black Emperor. It is a twisted humanoid creature filled with infinite information.

The grand declaration rang out with Roselle as the center, twisting everyone's common sense into one sentence.

"All under heaven belongs to the king, and all the people in the world are his subjects."

Wherever Roselle sets foot, it is the kingdom of the "Black Emperor"!

The new emperor ascended the throne and issued a general amnesty.

Roselle tried to forgive the pollution in everyone, but unfortunately, he failed.

He also used his ability as the "Emperor of Knowledge" to touch everyone's mind and awaken their knowledge and memories about "death".

In an instant, everyone remembered the definition of the word "death" at the same time, and those who had witnessed "death" with their own eyes, whether they had witnessed the death of a loved one or a pet, all recalled their experience of that day in an instant. "

Then, Roselle used the distortion of the "Black Emperor" to distort the concept of "death" in their minds and transfer it to the surrounding insects.

The insects that were everywhere died in large numbers in an instant.

But new bugs will soon be born.

"Damn it!" Russell cursed fiercely and began to quickly analyze the planet below.

...

Just as Klein was in a stalemate with the Zerg, a knight in mechanical armor descended from the sky.

"Evacuate, civilians." A mechanical voice came from the Iron Cavalry's mask.

Soon after, more and more cavalrymen flew high into the sky, covering the sky like a swarm of insects.

Klein made a decision immediately.

The golden field unfolded, and the power of [Harmony] blessed the surrounding cavalry.

However, due to the limitation of Klein's own output ability, the coverage range of [Harmony] is not too large.

The cavalryman who was at the beginning tilted his head slightly, glanced at Klein out of the corner of his eye, and joined the battlefield without any expression.

With the addition of the cavalry and the issuance of commands such as "annihilate..." and "advance...", the scene instantly became more chaotic.

The mechanical cavalry had very strong firepower. They could kill a swarm of bugs with just a wave of their cannon, and their punches and kicks could break rocks and shatter mountains.

But it's not enough.

There is totally insufficient firepower.

Some hibernating insects, adhering to the self-replication property, are constantly splitting on the battlefield, like an infinitely regenerating army; some giant insects are being used to sweep the surface. They are constantly self-destructing, and each self-destruction will explode a piece of insect eggs, which will quickly hatch into new combat power.

In the chaos, Klein seemed to vaguely hear mechanical sounds coming from the masks of some cavalrymen.

"Command, Firefly Team 4 has found the queen insect, requesting support..."

The corpses of insects immediately spread all over the battlefield.

The pseudo black hole has been cancelled long ago because it would also affect the Iron Cavalry.

Holding the Skyfire Greatsword, Klein led a group of Candy Knights into the battlefield.

He used the power of [Harmony] to link each Candy Knight to each other, so that one person could bring out the momentum of thousands of troops.

But... not enough... not enough...

He saw the cavalry tearing their steel armor apart under the bites and corrosion of the insect swarm, and saw the exploding stinging insects bombarding the cavalry's steel helmets.

The insect eggs, which are so small that they are invisible to the naked eye, are lucky enough to enter the interior of the cavalry through the breathing tube. After a few seconds, they will break through the armor and leave the cavalry with only a skeleton left.

Crane tried to save people.

He did it.

The strange doctor's abilities saved a few lucky cavalrymen, but they would soon be sacrificed again.

ps: The challenge of updating three times failed.

But if it's three updates, then it's three updates. I will finish writing the third update before going to bed tonight