Chapter 123 Spore Memory (7) (1st update + 2nd update + 19.6w nutrient solution) [VIP]

At around ten o'clock in the evening, in the empty traffic police brigade office, the four members of the exploration team slowly looked at each other and saw similar expressions in each other's eyes.

All the events that happened while driving this afternoon flashed through their minds. Countless clear and blurry images flashed by quickly. Everyone was thinking about one question: When did they turn a corner on the road?

In their memory, nothing happened that entire afternoon.

But now, the surveillance cameras told them that something was happening in the dark when no one knew.

Now it seems that after the falling object, the man who drove them to the hospital may have changed lanes strangely along the way, but there was no car accident, so no one noticed it.

What they think is safe may not necessarily be truly safe.

"Rewind all of it." Yun Guang stood up, replaced Bai Jinshu's position, walked to the computer, and began to rewind their afternoon route bit by bit.

During the daytime and afternoon, because of the possibility of colliding with vehicles in the adjacent lanes and causing a car accident, most of the roads they choose are relatively wide roads. These roads are very remote and have less traffic. Although this greatly avoids the possibility of car accidents, at the same time, these roads are not like the main roads in the city, which are fully covered by surveillance cameras.

The route footage that could be obtained from the traffic police brigade was only a quarter of the entire afternoon's driving route, and even in this short quarter, three extremely strange lane changes occurred.

There was nothing on the road, but the vehicle still chose to change lanes to avoid it.

Bai Jinshu cut out the images from these three times separately, enlarged them and looked at them one by one.

In one of the surveillance videos, the camera was located in front of the vehicle, but the resolution was too low, so only the driver's face could be vaguely seen behind the windshield, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

But that's enough.

On the screen, the driver kept his eyes looking forward after entering the monitoring screen, and then very calmly chose to change lanes, and then returned to the previous lane.

During the entire process, he behaved extremely calmly and never took his eyes off the road.

"Mo Chu?" Yun Guang tilted his head.

"I don't remember." Under his gaze, She Mochu frowned slightly and looked over and over again at the three routes with unreasonable lane changes. "I remember all three short roads, but I have no memory of why I turned."

He would definitely not forget the road he had driven on during the day, but according to common sense, a normal person would not drive in such a remote road with little traffic.

Not to mention that they were all concentrating on the road conditions.

Is there something wrong with my memory?

[Spore Memory]...This is the name of this space project.

According to the naming rules of the Foundation, generally speaking, the name of a space will be the scene of the current space. The space naming is not a very straightforward general term for the scene. He has only encountered two spaces, one is the current one, and the other is the space he entered last time: [Those who left me].

The name of "Those Who Left Me" comes from the fact that the small mountain village in that space does not have a name, and "Those Who Left Me" is a nickname for all the villagers in the mountain village.

So the world they entered clearly had a name, and it could have been a name with elements of the current province or city, but why did they choose [Spore Memory]?

Is this also a nickname for everyone in the current space?

"Memory..." Bai Jinshu said thoughtfully.

Are you referring to people like him who have misaligned memories?

There were two knocks on the office door of the traffic police brigade.

"Come in." Yun Guang looked up.

Hua Sibo stood at the door, looking a little embarrassed: "Brother Yun, it's past twelve o'clock, and there are only police officers on duty."

The traffic police brigade has working hours. Generally speaking, they get off work at around 6:00 p.m., and then there will be some traffic police who are checking for drunk driving or setting up checkpoints staying in the brigade between 6:00 p.m. and 12:00 p.m. After 12:00 p.m., the traffic police who are checking for drunk driving are also ready to go off work, leaving only a few scattered police officers on duty.

It would be impolite to stay any longer at this time.

Although Yunling has a good relationship with the police, they cannot make the information related to the Chuck world public. Otherwise, people who get to know the information will face the risk of san check or knowing something they cannot understand because of the related concepts. In serious cases, they may go astray and become followers of some inferior cults, so they are more obscure when greeting.

Bai Jinshu said it was a bit too obvious that they had been here for so long.

"It's twelve o'clock?" Hearing Hua Siber's words, Guan Hongyan looked up in a daze and glanced at her mobile phone.

It’s really twelve o’clock.

They stayed in the office so late.

The atmosphere in the room just now was too tense. The four people were all recalling what happened during the day, and recalling what exactly had passed them by at that time.

Before I knew it, time had passed.

Yun Guang rubbed the back of his neck, which was a little sore from looking at the screen for too long: "Why don't we come back tomorrow?"

The three of them didn't see or have any impression of the thing blocking the car in the afternoon, but from the video, it can be seen that even She Mochu who was driving didn't see it, which shows that it was definitely not a simple creature of the enemy type.

This kind of thing cannot be revealed just by watching the video recording. Instead of recalling the route here, they might as well drive on the road again tomorrow.

Before going to bed, although it was already past twelve o'clock, it was obvious that the other three groups of explorers had not slept either.

Guan Hongyan sat cross-legged on the sofa, inquiring about the progress of the investigation of the four members of the [Maetron Society] across the street.

"They also encountered some obstacles," Guan Hongyan asked. "After arriving at the archaeological site this morning, they were not professionals so they could not go down with us. They could only check the cultural relics brought up by the archaeological team members from outside."

"As a result, the captain of their team thought there might be some information down there, so he took advantage of the lunch break to sneak down to see the layout inside," Guan Hongyan twitched her lips, "but the stable structure that had been dug out suddenly collapsed after they went down."

These four people are also unlucky.

"They were buried right inside. If they hadn't reacted quickly, they would have died. Fortunately, their team leader had a life-saving miracle in his hand and was able to prop up a space at the last moment of the landslide. But the four of them were still buried inside. By the time they were rescued, it was already afternoon and evening, so they haven't slept yet at this hour."

"The collapsed archaeological site now has to be cleaned up again..." Guan Hongyan sighed, "and the progress has come to a standstill."

"It seems that that unknown existence is also interfering with their investigation process." She Mochu half leaned on the recliner next to him, yawned with his eyes drooping.

These words, coupled with his inexplicably lazy face, gave a feeling of: "It turns out we are not the only ones being targeted and hunted. That's okay."

Guan Hongyan always felt that he was gloating, as if he was watching the fun.

And now, She Mochu, who was watching the fun, looked up at her: "Where's the second group?"

"The second group's progress was not smooth either..." Guan Hongyan propped up her head, "The second group went to investigate the biologist who committed suicide. Didn't they find out that the man was our doctoral supervisor..."

Guan Hongyan's face was filled with a very vivid expression of speechlessness: "On the night he committed suicide, the news spread throughout the school. There were all kinds of rumors. Some said that the doctoral supervisor died of academic oppression, some said he died suddenly in the middle of the night from overwork, and some said that the doctoral student who had never been able to graduate killed his supervisor. In short, the messages were everywhere..."

"Then..." Her expression looked very subtle, "...then the school suppressed the matter and did not allow people in the school to talk about it."

It was too real, Yun Guang held his forehead with his hand.

"So they went to ask the students under that doctoral supervisor, but they didn't get anything out of them. The students couldn't say anything in order to graduate. Even if there were any clues left, the people who knew about it would have been warned by the school not to tell anyone."

What's more, the suicide happened more than a month ago. After so long, the police have closed the case and almost all the information has been lost with the passage of time. Among the information that remains, there are still many false messages that were spread after the messages were fermented.

This is where the survey goes wrong.

"Logically speaking, those rumors are getting more and more outrageous, such as someone saw someone using a computer at the seat where the doctoral supervisor often sat in the library at midnight; after this person died, many people who had blocked his projects had the same dream on the same night; and a few decades ago, there was also a doctoral supervisor who died suddenly, and his death time was exactly the seventh day after his predecessor's death..." Guan Hongyan said a series of rumors, "These rumors are all false at first glance."

"But..." Lu Changfeng twitched his lips, "This is a world of restraint."

In the world of K, anything can happen.

And rather than saying that many truths are hidden in these seemingly unbelievable rumors, it is better to say that all kinds of strange and bizarre things in the world of K are what make up these bizarre events.

This means that these rumors cannot be treated as a joke. On the contrary, the four members of the Grand Duchy of Shouling must treat these rumors, which have become more and more outrageous among students and have been passed down for who knows how many generations, as a serious direction.

They also had to search for the original versions of the messages under lockdown at the school.

Most of the original versions were circulated in students' chat records and on various confession walls in school, and were the hardest hit areas of rumor information that the school deleted from the beginning.

"I'd better wish them good luck..." Guan Hongyan also held her forehead with her hand.

Tracking down message messages sounds like a headache.

"What about the third group?" Yun Guang looked up and asked.

The third group is [Fan Duo], the one who went to investigate the secluded tribe.

"The third group said that they waited for someone from Yunling this afternoon. It is said that this person has been working with this reclusive tribe," Guan Hongyan switched out of the chat box of the Grand Duchy of Shouling and clicked on the chat history of another organization. "But after this person arrived, this reclusive tribe didn't buy into it either."

"Their village chief kept saying that we were not allowed to go in, saying that we would kill them if we went in," Guan Hongyan read the original words from the other side. "In the end, we had no choice but to wander around the area to see if we could get some information about this tribe."

"All the daily necessities of that reclusive tribe come from the big market on the first and fifteenth day of every month in the villages in this mountain area. Tomorrow is the market on the fifteenth day. They plan to go to the market to see if they can meet any lone villagers. If that doesn't work, they can also get information about the tribe from others."

"That village said they killed their own villagers..." Bai Jinshu tapped the table next to him with his fingers, thinking, "Does he know something?"

All the murderous intentions currently faced by the three groups are seemingly accidental murders. This crisis is packaged in the shape of an accident, but it is not a precise attack.

For example, they encountered two incidents: one time a truck lost control and affected the owner of a roadside store and the driver of the truck; another time an object fell from a high altitude and almost affected a grandparent and grandchildren on the ground, as well as other residents of the community.

When the first group of members went to the museum, the billboards that fell from above directly killed the museum staff and injured other tourists.

When the second group of members went to look for the widow of the biology doctor, they passed by an area where high voltage electricity was leaking. If there were other people passing by at the time, they would have been electrocuted as well.

From these perspectives, these "strange accidents" that chased and attacked the exploration team members for unknown reasons happened wherever they went. So if the village chief knew something, his attitude of refusing them to enter was understandable.

Because the village chief knew that if they got close, people nearby would be in danger of death.

"Guan Hongyan," Bai Jinshu raised his head, "Ask the people in Fanduo if their guide can get through to the people in this tribe and communicate with them through the Internet."

If this "closeness" is only physical closeness, then there is absolutely no problem communicating online.

By the time they finished their conversation, it was already one or two o'clock in the morning.

They originally thought that only their group's investigation encountered problems and obstacles, but now it seems that the progress of the other three groups is not going smoothly either. Everyone stayed up until one or two o'clock in the morning, and Guan Hongyan fell asleep almost as soon as she touched the pillow.

Since it was inconvenient to travel by car, Yunling booked rooms for the four members of the investigation team in a nearby hotel. The exploration team members returned to their own rooms, and the night passed quickly.

On the third day after entering the space, the four groups encountered different levels of difficulty in their progress, but the audience on the barrage felt good:

[It has been three days, and no one has faced the creatures of the enemy, and no one has died. This project is surprisingly gentle. ]

[It’s not quite right to say that there were no deaths, after all, several indigenous people had died. ]

[Now I feel that the trouble in this space is that although no one has died, the relevant intelligence has been cut off as soon as it is found. No wonder Yunling cannot advance. ]

At around ten o'clock in the morning, when Bai Jinshu walked out of the hotel, the remaining three people were already waiting in the lobby.

Guan Hongyan swung a car key in her hand: "Yun Guang contacted a car rental company. Let's go for a drive this morning. Let's go."

This car looked much safer than the one they all rented yesterday.

Since they were going to commit suicide, the four of them did not invite Wasber to join them.

Since they knew that a turn or lane change might occur without anyone knowing, they chose a suburban road with less traffic. By the end of the morning, the four of them had driven a distance each. During the driving process, everyone could swear on their chests that they had absolutely no intention of turning or changing lanes to avoid obstacles.

When we arrived at the traffic police brigade in the afternoon to check the surveillance, it was true.

Everyone has made evasive turns while driving.

Sitting in the office of the traffic police brigade, Yun Guang frowned: "So is there something wrong with our vision or our memory?"

"Memory?" Lu Changfeng thought for a moment, "Isn't this space project called Spore Memory? According to the Foundation's naming principles, the problem here must be related to memory, right?"

“That’s right…” Yun Guang frowned and took a sip of water. “That means that all four of us had a part of our memory replaced without even realizing it.”

If their highest defense against a Cthulhu world before entering was the fear of knowing too much, then now, the problem with this space is that they know nothing.

They have been here for three days, and apart from the memory of the vehicle turning, how many of their memories have been replaced?

How many things happened when they didn't know about it that they don't know about now.

"No wonder the people in Yunling have no solution," Guan Hongyan frowned, "If all the information we have investigated will be erased from our memory under the influence of this unknown existence, then isn't that the same as not having investigated at all?"

No matter how much they found, there were no traces left, and this situation was almost devastating for the investigators.

"Maybe Yunling had actually investigated everything when they didn't know..." Yun Guang paused, "It's just that they didn't know they had investigated it."

So they sent out batches of investigators, and batches of investigators actually discovered the truth that led to the destruction of the world, but batches of investigators forgot it after discovering it.

They may also realize the fact that they have forgotten something, but they can't remember it.

The horror of the previous K-world was that they knew too much, but the horror here is that they know nothing.

And the unknown often means greater danger.

"Mo Chu, I remember you asked Xiao Hua whether Michigan University has sent an investigation team?" Yun Guang looked at She Mo Chu.

She Mochu nodded very casually: "Well, what's wrong?"

"Will the University of Michigan know anything?" Yun Guang held up his chin. "Yunling realized that there was something wrong with their memories, so they chose to ask the Foundation for help. Then the University of Michigan should have discovered something as well, right? Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent so many teachers and students to investigate."

"Ask Hua Sibo," She Mochu turned the phone in his hand, "I'll give him a call."

Their group's receptionist, Wasber, was supposed to have been with them, but they were planning to drive out to commit suicide this morning, so they didn't call him.

As for checking surveillance in the afternoon, the four of them were already familiar with the traffic police from the traffic police brigade, so they didn't need Wasber to help them clear the way, so they didn't call him.

At this moment, Bai Jinshu made a phone call, and it took a long time for the other end to pick up the phone.

"Senior?" Wasber's voice sounded, "Is there anything you need me to contact the organization for?"

She Mochu threw the phone to Yun Guang, who picked it up with a good temper: "Xiaohua, it's me."

"Ah, Brother Yun!" Hua Sibo's voice suddenly relaxed, "Is there anything you need me to do?"

"Well... you don't have to come, but we want to ask you something," Yun Guang said, "Are you still in touch with your classmates at the University of Michigan? Can we ask them what they have found out?"

"At the University of Michigan..." Wasber was stunned for a moment, "Before I returned to China...about half a month ago, my last classmate also left the school."

He seemed to be calculating time: "It has been more than two months since the first classmate left. I have lost contact with all the classmates who left."

"Lost contact?" Yun Guang didn't expect this answer. "Are they missing?"

"I'm not sure about this," Wasber said, somewhat embarrassed. "It has always been their practice not to contact me after they start the investigation."

After all, his classmates knew that he didn't want to get involved in such things.

"By the time I realized that all the students who had left earlier had lost contact," Wasbur paused, "there were only three or four students left."

"They are connected to some very mysterious societies within the University of Michigan, so they usually don't mention anything about these organizations in front of me." The sound of papers being flipped came from the other end of the phone. "I have always been outside the core circle of investigators at the University of Michigan. The information within them should be shared. After those students who left lost contact, the rest of the people should have a rough idea of ​​what they encountered, so he never mentioned it to me."

If Yunling didn't need some members who had knowledge of the K-world but knew relatively little about it, Huasber would not have gotten involved in these matters.

The organization probably promised him that he would not be involved in the matter. In addition, Wasper only provided information and did not participate in analysis. In addition, the world was about to be destroyed, so he returned to his country to serve as a guide for the exploration team.

“In this case… we can’t contact the UM team…” Yun Guang felt a little embarrassed.

"But there is an exception," Wasber suddenly remembered, "I have a classmate who is now in China. He should also be a member of the Michigan University investigation team, but he dropped out."

"Huh? Where is it?" Yun Guang's eyes lit up.

"Um..." It was a little difficult to say on the other end of the phone, "Southern Yunnan Second Hospital."

*

Yunnan Second Hospital.

A mental hospital in the capital city of Yunnan Province.

All the exploration team members stood at the door of the hospital, watching Wasber leaning sideways to talk on the phone with Yunling's people.

The member of the UM investigation team they were about to meet was one of the patients admitted to the Yunnan Southern Second Hospital.

It's just that this patient is in a very special area.

"Let's go, I've agreed," Hua Sibo came over after finishing the call, "Yu Rui is on the 25th floor of the Second Hospital, we can go in now."

Yu Rui is the classmate of Hua Si Bo who dropped out of the University of Michigan and returned to China.

She was in a very special area, on the twenty-fifth floor of the Second Hospital.

This is the highest floor of the entire inpatient area, which is claimed to be the custodial area for severe mental patients. The doctors and nurses are all specialized nurses, and visitors are not allowed to enter without an appointment in advance.

In fact, the 25th floor of the Second Hospital is an area separately divided by Yunling. The patients admitted on this floor are actually investigators or ordinary people who have fallen into permanent madness after facing the Ke-series creatures.

The doctors and nurses working here are also investigators, or in other words, insiders.

Yu Rui dropped out of the University of Michigan four months ago and moved into the 25th floor of the Second Hospital. Yun Ling specially sent someone to take care of her, but as the situation in the space gradually deteriorated, the number of people taking care of her gradually decreased.

"Yu Rui is a student of the history department," Hua Sibo swiped the permission card he got from the nurse's desk on the first floor and pressed the twenty-fifth floor in the spacious elevator, turning his head and saying, "Her potential... is very good."

What this "potential" refers to is self-evident.

"Within half a year of enrollment, Yu Rui participated in two field surveys within the history department and became close friends with the students around her," Wasber recalled. "Now most of the international students at the University of Michigan who are investigators were actually introduced by her."

Of course, Yu Rui had contacted him at the beginning, but Hua Siber didn't want to enter that dangerous field, so he politely declined the offer.

Yu Rui did not insist too much. After being rejected, she maintained a slightly distant attitude towards Hua Siber as a classmate.

However, when studying abroad, no matter what, everyone has a relatively high degree of favorability towards their fellow countrymen. So although their relationship is not good, Wasber still spends much more time with her than with other classmates.

"Yu Rui studied in the history department for four years and eventually got a master's degree," Hua Sibo said with his head down. "During these four years, she participated in many investigation projects of the history department. She is a famous figure in their history department. Even though I don't want to get involved in things related to that world, I know that she has saved everyone many times."

Got it.

Bai Jinshu reflected silently.

This is the opposite of She Mochu, the engine that destroyed the whole team.

"She's that kind of...brave and smart senior that everyone likes," said Wasber.

"More than five months ago, Yu Rui packed her bags and went out to do research again. She left with her classmates from mysticism and archaeology," Hua Sibo was the first to walk out of the ward door. "2517... this way, on the left."

As he walked on, he continued, "The team wasn't that big that time, because many of the people I was familiar with were still in school."

But the team suffered heavy casualties that time.

A month later, Hua Sibo saw his senior schoolmate Yu Rui, whom he had not seen for a month, downstairs of the international students' dormitory.

At that time, Yu Rui looked extremely disheveled. Her long hair, which she had always kept neatly tied up, was now draped over her body in a mess. Next to her were several classmates who were also international students. Hua Siber stood at the entrance of the corridor and saw the senior who was in the same class with Yu Rui half-hugging her and trying to comfort her with great difficulty, while the rest of the people carried her luggage into the car.

The senior who was holding Yu Rui looked up and saw Hua Sibo standing at the door. He greeted him: "Hua Sibo?"

"Yu Rui is..." Hua Sibo couldn't help but keep looking in Yu Rui's direction.

He knew the people gathered at the door. They were related to the Michigan University investigation team and the world he didn't want to touch. However, Hua Siber had never seen Yu Rui so embarrassed, so he asked subconsciously.

"Yu Rui..." The senior student smiled awkwardly, "She is going to drop out of school and return to China for treatment. She has already contacted the Second Hospital of Southern Yunnan."

Among the members of Yunling’s organization, the four words “Southern Yunnan Second Hospital” mean that their sanity is endangered.

"Why drop out?" Wasber didn't react at the time, "Can't you keep your student status?"

It is very common for investigators to be injured and need medical treatment at the University of Michigan, so the enrollment procedures at the University of Michigan are different from those of other schools. Some students can retain their enrollment for more than ten years, so there is really no need to drop out.

The senior student had a very complicated expression at that time.

"It's not necessary anymore," he said. "Yu Rui doesn't need to keep her student status."

After the two classmates who were carrying the luggage had moved all of Yu Rui's things, the senior helped Yu Rui get into the car, and the vehicle drove towards the airport.

Later, Hua Sibo realized that Yu Rui was crazy.

She was in a state of permanent madness. Her sanity had been completely destroyed in countless san checks. She could never go back.

The senior who looked strong and powerful disappeared from Wasber's life along with what she saw in countless rounds of san checks.

The senior who disappeared with her was another member of Yunling. After accompanying Yu Rui back to China, he returned to school. However, he didn't stay there for long before he left with the second investigation team sent by the History Department.

Then, batches of classmates disappeared from Wasber's sight. The University of Michigan began to send out a large number of investigation teams, which was unusual. The senior who accompanied Yu Rui back to China also lost contact.

Later on, Huasper received news from Yunling, hoping that he would return to the country to receive a team of investigators. It was said that this team of investigators were investigators who were highly regarded by the people in Yunling.

It was also at that time that Wasper, who had been turning a blind eye to the truth, learned that there was a big problem in the world he lived in and the world was about to be destroyed. The investigation teams sent by the University of Michigan, Yunling's dwindling number of colleagues, and even the four investigators he was about to receive, were all here to prevent the world from being destroyed.

Wasbery should have refused such a job.

But for some reason, he thought of his classmates who kept disappearing.

If he refuses, will Yu Rui and the others' efforts be in vain?

Hua Sibo stopped in front of 2517, turned around and said to everyone, "This is Yu Rui's ward."

Yunling was not stingy with his organization members. Yu Rui was in a single room with a good environment.

But...she can't move freely in it.

"Yu Rui had a history of self-harming tendencies," Hua Sibo said in a low voice, "so they tied her up with restraints and fixed her to the bed."

Through the small window above the door, Wasber looked with mixed feelings at the senior sister who had appeared in his vision in the past and was often described as "so brave", "it's all thanks to you", "so talented", and "so lucky", now tied to the bed by white restraints.

His impression of Yu Rui was the first impression he had of the investigators. During his college years, Yu Rui was like a beacon for the investigators in his mind. She seemed to always walk among the students of the History Department of the University of Michigan with a ponytail.

Before today, Hua Siber had never thought that Yu Rui would be lying in the ward of the Yunnan Second Hospital like this.

"My colleagues at Yunling said...she has never been rational," Hua Sibo pursed his lips, "so I never mentioned her before, because she doesn't have the ability to think and communicate."

If Yun Guang and the others had not heard that Yu Rui was once an investigator at the University of Michigan and wanted to come and see him even if he was crazy, he would not have brought them here.

"I'll wait for you in the stairwell first." Hua Sibo took a look inside and turned away in a hurry. "This floor is full of Yunling people. You can directly ask questions related to those things. Most of them know the answers."

After watching Hua Sibo walk away, Yun Guang turned to look at She Mochu and asked, "Shall we go in?"

He had not expected this to be the case before he came here. He referred to Cen Qiwen in the previous world minus the excessive rationality, but he did not expect that Yu Rui could not even communicate.

But since I'm here, I should at least give it a try.

Bai Jinshu nodded, Yun Guang pushed open the door and walked in first.

Hearing someone coming, Yu Rui turned her head very sharply.

Next, everyone saw a very strange scene.

Yu Rui's expression was first one of anger at seeing someone suddenly enter her territory, and then violence. She struggled frantically to get off the bed and wanted to attack them.

Then, her movements suddenly stopped.

She stared like a wild beast, looking straight towards the door.

Yun Guang looked out along the direction of her gaze and found that her sight fell on She Mochu.

Yu Rui stared at She Mochu as if judging her. Then, she softened her neck a little and gurgled, making a string of strange syllables.

Guan Hongyan shuddered.

She remembered the syllable.

In the previous world, Cen Qiwen also spoke this language after falling into madness, and he did so after meeting She Mochu.

In fact, she had never asked, what is She Mochu...?

Guan Hongyan slowly shifted her gaze to She Mochu.

The silver-gray vertical pupil in his eye socket sparkled.

Then he asked, "What do you mean?"

Yu Rui was still saying something, her tone slowly changed from one of fear to one of pleading, and finally, she began to scream hysterically, crying as she screamed, big drops of tears just falling to the ground.

"What did she say?" Guan Hongyan was disturbed by this performance that was very similar to Bi Wu's, and subconsciously pulled She Mochu's arm.

Amid Yu Rui's crazy shouting, She Mochu's voice seemed unexpectedly calm.

"She kept saying that human civilization must not collapse."

"And then?" Guan Hongyan looked in the direction of Yu Rui, "What is she saying now?"

She could still hear that the syllables were different in the two paragraphs.

"She said..."

"Kill me, please, kill me, for humanity."

The author has something to say:

Changed the cover of Xiao Chu~

I recommend Bingyan Baby's serialization! My God of Naming, my Shun Gang mentor (palms together), Hantang has been clamoring to have sex with me these days, so this must be posted and everyone can supervise her together ()

"I'm Reviving in the Interstellar Mythology" by Bingyan

——The text is as follows——

This article is also known as "I Create Gods [Interstellar]"

Luo Yin, a young man from Earth, died suddenly due to staying up late. When he opened his eyes again, he had become a waste Luo Yin in the interstellar era. The system he was bound to could give him a number of days to survive, but the price was to let these faded legends reappear in the modern era. So Luo Yin followed the golden finger given by the system and embarked on the path of playing the role of a legendary boss.

*

In the interstellar age, machinery and guns are the mainstream, and the legends of the ancient Blue Star have faded away, hidden in the cracks of history, unknown to the world.

The war between humans and Zerg has been at a stalemate for several years, and there is an urgent need for a turning point.

In the year 8965 of the Interstellar Calendar, a certain anchor went out on an expedition and was accidentally attacked by a lone Zerg.

A cute little girl with nine fluffy tails appeared out of nowhere, and amid the screams and panic of tens of thousands of people, she smashed the hard shell of the Zerg with one punch.

This is the first legendary creature to become widely known, the nine-tailed fox.

More and more legends appeared.

The white-winged angel walked on the ground, chuckled and left a quote: "He is beginning to revive."

The Blood Prince transformed into countless bats and disappeared in front of the investigators.

The immortal from the East came on a sword, his white robe fluttering, and swept away thousands of Zerg with one sword.

The Witch of the West chanted softly, and the azure magic circle and starlight echoed with each other, sinking the giant insect ship;

The Kari Onmyoji summoned a hundred demons to parade at night, the cherry blossoms that had been extinct for a thousand years bloomed on the steel, and countless Shikigami paraded through the streets, recreating the grand occasion of ten thousand years ago.

The people in the stars are amazed at their beauty and impressed by their power.

"If there is anyone who can make these legends obey orders, it must be God."

He opened an eye in the starry sky.

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The God Behind the Scenes·All of the above are controlled by me·Luo Yin; "Thank you for the compliments."

Every Sunday, we have a meeting to thank the rich ladies! Thank you to the beautiful ladies who voted for 2057 moonstones on the 1st! Thank you to the beautiful ladies who voted for 3664 moonstones on the 2nd! Thank you to the beautiful ladies who voted for 1000 moonstones on the 3rd! Thank you to the beautiful ladies who voted for 600 moonstones on the 4th! Thank you to the beautiful ladies who voted for 119 moonstones on the 5th! Thank you to the beautiful ladies who voted for 124 moonstones on the 6th!