Chapter 32 Even a dog wouldn't believe it

The White Priest was pinned to the wall by the force field.

It also possessed great strength, but Yang Yuning seemed to be going all out, as if he wanted to crush every inch of the insect's muscles and bones!

But tentacles still grew from the White Priest's back; they were the kind of "mycelium" tentacles that quickly spread across half the wall!

Some of the mycelia withstood the pressure and grew beyond the force field.

Once removed from the force field, the "hyphae" immediately differentiated and grew normal tentacles.

Tentacles spread and surged, like white waves, sweeping away the charging special forces soldiers!

But the lead special forces member was holding a flamethrower. The flame was a deep blue, and the flame was thin and straight. The tip of the flame scorched the tentacles, causing them to retract in unison!

The retracted tentacles were already on fire, and the flames spread towards the main body, so the White Priest had no choice but to cut off those tentacles himself!

A little later, the special forces soldiers carried a bucket of strong acid solution and splashed it onto the "mycelium" on the half-wall.

The mycelium has changed color!

The mycelium didn't soften and fall off immediately. This stuff is incredibly tough; even if strong acid were effective, it would still need to be poured out bucket by bucket.

However, the "mycelium" is like a root system that has been doused with boiling water; it can no longer grow and spread.

The White Priest's main body was also affected, suffering severe damage and a significant decrease in its regenerative ability. Large, corrosive wounds appeared on its once fair skin.

Yang Yuning withdrew his stance, but the White Priest was already surrounded by a whole circle of dark gun barrels.

The dust has settled.

The other two White Priests are dead, and the base is under Level 1 martial law; this one will not be able to wait for rescue.

But this white priest, though at his wit's end, didn't appear particularly pathetic.

Its dark eyes regained their human form, showing no sorrow, but merely glanced at all the soldiers before looking at Qi An and the other person.

Its attention was always focused on Qi An and the other person, and while attacking the soldiers, it also extended its tentacles towards them.

However, most of the tentacles were blocked by Yang Yuning, and the only one that reached in front of the two of them was stabbed into the ground by Qi An.

The white priest's gaze was filled with confusion and a hint of anger.

All the human soldiers were wrapped in heavy equipment that covered their faces, making them look like dusty, stubborn rocks.

It is different from Tan Fu and Qi An, which are located at opposite ends of this encirclement.

Tan Fu and Qi An are two diamonds buried in a stubborn rock!

They are different from them. If they were to undergo a transformation, they might be able to spread their wings and soar straight to the heavens!

This base can't stop them! And it won't be able to stop it either!

It's a contradiction. Their will to die rather than mutate will allow them to reach even greater heights, but their refusal to mutate may very well cut off their path to mutation altogether.

"Why are you so resistant to mutation?"

"Hidden and hiding, aren't you living a stifling life among humans?" the White Priest suddenly asked.

The entire circle of "stubborn rocks" shifted their gaze, looking at Qi An and the other person with suspicion.

That's the kind of gaze I'm looking at!

The two little monsters clearly concealed many of their abilities and intentions from the humans.

When reinforcements arrived, the sound of their footsteps was barely heard when another tentacle sprouted from Qi An's abdomen, severing the original blade tentacle!

She concealed all her abnormalities, appearing only as a weak purifier to the reinforcements.

But how long can they hide?

They are abnormal and not accepted by the world, so why don't they just trample this world and rush towards freedom?

The White Priest's bewilderment was tinged with a gnashing of teeth, as if he were looking at two fools, angry at their lack of ambition.

Tan Fu was already somewhat unconscious due to blood loss and poisoning.

But her brain is an even more advanced "super processor" with multiple cores and threads.

She still vaguely heard the White Priest's words, and the information in those words swayed and entered her mind.

Ten minutes earlier, one of her clones entered the network from the laptop, and then entered the Starlink network from any terminal that was simultaneously connected to the intranet and the Starlink network.

Releasing her clones and entering the Starlink Network had become a habit. If Tan Fu was a fish, the Starlink Network was the river of her homeland.

But dangerous eddies have always existed in the river of his hometown. Tan Fu appeared for a few seconds and immediately discovered a large amount of pollution data!

Within the surging stream of abnormal data, one was attempting to crack her communication protocol.

Tan Fu was a little surprised and amused, so he activated the communication.

"Do you like your dog leash?" The familiar voice and words, but now no longer gentle and seductive, were filled with cold malice!

Tan Fu split into several bodies to destroy the pollution data.

She replied casually, "You guys really like your dog leashes, don't you?"

The other party seemed stunned; the cold, emotionless interactive data was devoid of feeling, but Tan Fu felt that the other party might be sneering.

He was about to make a sarcastic remark, but Tan Fu was busy and skipped that part, saying directly:

Are you going to talk to me about freedom again? After the mutation, what awaits me is your embrace and a vast world?

Even a dog wouldn't believe that.

If I voluntarily mutate, can I become a powerful advanced Wisps?

I'm not strong enough, I'm a burden. Will your White Priest help me escape?

Their mission was simply to ensure my mutation or death; they didn't even have a mission to "free me."

There was a moment of silence on the other end.

Tan Fu was quite annoyed; the graffiti in the void was chaotic and terrifying.

[Also, mutation can grant freedom? Don't even talk to dogs about that, ask a bug on the ground, would a bug believe it?]

Are you named Qiu Yunmeng?

Her sudden question seemed to startle the person on the other end.

There was no reply from the other end, so Tan Fujie continued: "Qiu Yunmeng isn't you, it must be your boss."

Qiu Yunmeng is an astronaut.

The pollution originally came from outer space.