“Crack!”

Deep in the crypt, Jiang Ling snapped the last clone's neck, then wrapped her tail around his calf and flung him onto the pile of corpses, more than ten meters high. Then, with a thought, she evenly poured an almond-scented oil—a byproduct of the worms' secretions in the flesh factory—over the surface. Then, a spark struck the oil-soaked ground, and bright yellow flames instantly engulfed the gruesome pile of organic matter.

Leaving Dongting Lake, Jiang Ling passed through several deep and flooded tunnels and arrived at the worms' delivery room.

This is actually a fairly large, irregularly shaped underwater cave. Because the factory can supply sufficient energy, the rock walls are covered with fluorescent milky white lichens and mosses - they are usually called "mycelium".

On the slippery ground, several human-faced worms over 20 meters long lay in front of Jiang Ling, blocking her way to continue exploring.

These giant insects that spent their entire lives reproducing offspring naturally did not escape her clutches. After two days of overloaded production, most of them died suddenly at their workstations, and the few that survived were tortured to exhaustion and refused to move an inch no matter what.

She slowly approached the head of one of the worms, stretched out her claws and gently stroked its face. The soft touch touched her remaining humanity and made her weaken her control over the factory.

[No, don't kill me! I can do anything!] The bug shouted immediately.

"I can serve, I can warm your bed, I eat very little, really, I'm really easy to feed! Don't kill me!" the insect cried.

Jiang Ling was thinking about the possibility of letting them go. She felt some noise in her mind, so she exerted a little force on her fingertips.

[I... Ugh... Ahhh...] The insect tried to speak, but only let out a disgusting scream.

After a moment, she retracted her claws, tearing off half of the worm's face. [What are you arguing about?] Jiang Ling telepathically said, [You can live if you want, but... you can't stay like this!]

As soon as she finished speaking, all the living creatures began to twist and struggle, as if their fatigue had vanished. Their heads and the section of their bodies behind them rapidly dehydrated and shrank, transforming into a fragile, dark brown membrane, while the rest of their bodies remained unchanged. Their metamorphosis resembled that of silkworm pupae. Soon, several slender arms pierced through the membrane at the front.

They transformed into their "normal" forms, emerging from their insect bodies as if they had shed a coat. Naturally, these humanoids couldn't have their own clothing when they regained their human form. They all lay naked on the ground, unable to adapt to walking upright for a while.

Jiang Ling squatted down, lifted the chin of the person in front of her, and "saw" her appearance clearly - her kelp-like hair was covered with sticky stuff, and she smelled of a fishy smell like amniotic fluid; her facial features were three-dimensional and distinctive, but seemed too industrialized, like the face in old Korean dramas.

“Cough cough cough!”

A large amount of liquid spurted out of the humanoid creature's mouth and nose, as if she was a drowning person who had just been rescued. She knelt up with difficulty and opened her light blue eyes.

"My lord." She silently changed the shape of her mouth, like a baby learning to speak.

"I ask, you answer." Jiang Ling said.

Kelphead nodded.

What are your names?

"I don't know. We don't have a name."

"Okay. But you have psychic powers, so why did it become like this?"

"We were too weak, and it was too comfortable, so we couldn't resist."

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