Chapter 26: Witch Forest (2)

"Hello?" Zhou Ye slowly picked up the old-fashioned phone and put it to his ear, but his eyes were focused on the void.

The small plastic flowers floated in the air, ready to use the shock value to isolate the pollution as soon as they encountered problems.

"Is this Zhou Ye? Please... the movement downstairs just now was instigated by my child to come out. I asked him to come to you for protection, but I didn't expect them to use such an attitude..."

"I am sincerely sorry and am willing to make any compensation for their behavior. I just ask you, at this moment when we may be attacked by monsters at any time, let them come in and hide for a while."

The man on the other end of the phone spoke in a stern voice, and then stared at Zhou Ye on the light screen.

His pure black eyes were full of doubts, and he immediately looked at Siming with surprise.

Siming, who was being stared at, remained indifferent, and even waved at the bowl in his hand, indicating that he should eat one more. His intention to divert attention was very obvious.

Helplessly, Zhou Ye asked the noble man: "Are the children led by a group of golden-haired nobles?"

"Are they downstairs?"

"Yes, didn't you hear the noise downstairs?" The noble man seemed to be relieved, and then said in a respectful and even flattering voice: "Please, take in these poor children for the time being."

He couldn't help but add: "Just because we are all nobles."

Obviously, he didn't say this to Zhou Ye. After saying this, his eyes were fixed on the silver-haired noble standing beside him, hoping to see a trace of emotional fluctuations on his face.

Therefore, he ignored Zhou Ye, who had been smiling gently, and his eyes suddenly became cold and recovered at that moment.

Amid the barrage of comments from everyone shouting "No!", Zhou Ye once again questioned Siming standing next to him with his eyes. His slightly drooping eyes were filled with pure trust and a bit of pleading, and his thoughts were self-evident.

He didn't even put forward any conditions to the noble man, and seemed to have forgotten that he had been driven out of the tavern and insulted and ridiculed.

The wind blew just right, messing up the young man who already looked weak and easy to bully. He lowered his head, and the light screen showed that he bit his lower lip lightly, as if he was also blaming himself for being soft-hearted.

Zhou Ye's expression, gestures, and eyes at this moment were all carefully calculated to ensure that they could present the softest texture under this light. The shock value not surprisingly climbed to a small peak. The broadcast with the least number of people was full of bullet screens.

- I wanted to scold him, but he is so beautiful and cute like this. Who doesn't want to meet such a solid white ball?

- How can Siming stand there and watch so coldly? Has he quit drugs?

- Why are you taking screenshots? You are just staring.

- I won't say much, brothers. We have already driven the private boat to Qingshui City. First, beat up the stupid noble kid, and then snatch Xiao Zhou! (Picture) (Picture) (Picture)

- Are you really coming upstairs? ! Do you want to find Siming to enrich yourself? [Cold sweat]

As the barrage of comments went by, Siming, who had been letting Zhou Ye communicate with others, finally put down the plate in his hand and tapped the table lightly to signal Zhou Ye to hand him the old-fashioned phone.

After taking the phone from the hand that had grown a little flesh in recent days, he said a word to the other end of the phone in a direct and arrogant tone.

"Get lost."

Then he simply put the old-fashioned phone back on the dial pad. Two seconds later, there was only a plate of leftover snacks on the table, and not even a speck of dust was left on the rest.

Brother Chen, who had been watching the screen the whole time, excitedly shouted and slammed the table, and then sat down awkwardly under the cold eyes of the Beishan residents' vegetable buying group members around him, and began typing to blend into the barrage of comments.

- Well done, this is how you should treat the nobles, Baimao finally did something good.

-Hahahahaha, I laughed my ass off! I can imagine how the stupid noble looked unacceptable.

-The noble couldn't sleep at four in the morning, and the voice in his head was: Get out.

-Xiao Zhou's incredulous look, hahaha, save me.

The noble man, who originally thought that he would be able to successfully protect his son by putting aside his pride, had his face flushed and twitched after hearing the word "get out".

He stood up suddenly and tried to kick the table, but the wooden table legs were extremely strong, and his fierce kick succeeded in holding back his tears.

Being rejected by the local mutual aid association, ignored by the nobles in their eyes, and having his dignity thrown to the ground and trampled on, Langxi held his swollen feet and finally directed all his anger at Zhou Ye.

Didn't you say it would succeed? Why is it so useless? !

The broadcast screen in his hand was divided into two. The left side began to play Sima Ming squatting with his back to the camera, and seemed to explain to Zhou Ye in a low voice that they were too close and he couldn't even see his face.

The right side began to play the second-generation team led by Jacob walking towards other streets. Everyone, including the noble man who had just been hung up, thought that these children should go back to the relatively safe small hotel at the beginning.

But following the blond boy's perspective, they discovered that the boy was intentionally looking for a contaminated beast, and the ring he had been playing with was firmly on his hand.

Among the curses that filled the screen, there were only a few relatively calm bullet screens.

-What are they trying to do? Are they trying to kill themselves?

-I have a bad guess.

-Same, they can't really be that disgusting.

-It's so pitiful for the one who walked at the end. He didn't feel very willing, but it would be even more unsafe to walk alone.

Even through the broadcast, one could hear the increasingly sharp roars coming from the light screen on the right, mixed with occasional requests for help.

Several children no longer dared to move their legs, and were almost forced to move forward tremblingly.

"What are you afraid of? Don't I have an alchemy tool here?! I told you I won't let you get polluted." The blond boy found that his companions didn't follow him after he walked out of a section, so he turned around and yelled at them angrily.

His originally pretty face became extremely ugly under the distortion of resentment.

Zhou Ye, who had just almost revealed his smile by using Sima Ming to cover his face, saw this scene on the sand table and instantly removed the transparent fence made with the shock value, and released three or four polluted beasts transformed from wild dogs.

Without the restraint of the fence, the short distance of less than 100 meters could not stop the group of polluted dogs at all. They rushed directly towards the blond boy who was closest to them at lightning speed.

The originally empty air seemed to be polluted by the stench, showing streaks of green.

Some tainted beasts have no instinct to eat, and simply allow the pollution on their bodies to spread, but these tainted dogs were obviously extremely hungry before they were contaminated.

The streets were extremely dark without the light of the sky, and blue wildfires were scattered everywhere.

These tainted dogs kept howling the whole time, until they opened their mouths wide and bit the boy's body thoroughly.

Originally, at this distance, the boy should have been polluted and lost his mind, but the ring was indeed effective. It isolated the pollution perfectly, and even the pus-soaked teeth bit into the flesh without letting the pollution invade the wearer.

Jacob was almost crazy about being torn and swallowed while conscious, but the gnawing that was larger and larger each time forced him to cycle directly between unconsciousness and consciousness.

Sometimes he woke up to find himself being eaten, desperately asking for help, and sometimes he suddenly lost strength and even his head dropped down.

The children who were just domineering were suddenly frightened and pale, and one boy even shivered and peed in his pants, but no one paid attention to them.

In the center of the camera, several contaminated dogs drooped their bloody mouths with green pus flowing out, exerting force from different directions, completely tearing the boy into several sections.

Blood splattered everywhere like an explosion, but the boy's screams never stopped. His hands trembled as he tried to lift the ring, as if he felt that he could still exert some power, but no miracle happened.

"Help me!" Jacob, who was broken into several pieces and only had his upper body left, shouted mechanically. The sound of his teeth clashing could be heard even on the broadcast.

But no one answered.

The people he asked for help from were the children in the front, who had also mutated.

As the last contaminated dog bit a big bloody hole in his chest and swallowed the clothes with the special badge along with his flesh and blood, he finally stopped his creepy and repetitive desperate howls.

The golden hair that he was proud of was now hanging on the teeth of the contaminated dog like the cheapest chicken feathers.

After eating a child, including the assimilated child, whose hands and feet were broken and crawling on the ground, all looked at the two girls who were far away from the team due to exhaustion.

Seeing that the two girls were about to suffer the same fate, a girl with blonde hair suddenly ran out from the alley next to them. She was wearing tattered clothes and covered with dust. It

was Luisa. She used her talent to reduce her own gravity while shouting: "Run!"

---

In Zhou Ye's perspective three, Tan Yue was settling an old man.

The old man's skin and flesh were loose and he looked old and frail. When Tan Yue rescued him from the monster, his expression was even more terrified than at the beginning.

He was trembling with fear throughout the whole process, as if he was afraid of disturbing Chen Yue.

Even now that he was safely placed in a spontaneously organized shelter, he pretended to be relaxed and thanked her verbally, but his hands were still tightly clenched.

"Thank you, thank you."

"It's okay, old man." "Carrot Moon dances freely in the air like a swimming fish, making many people rescued by her feel like a dancing beauty, and every move is fascinating.

Almost all the people here are civilians. There are a few who don't follow the rules, but most of them are very grateful to her. When Carrot Moon takes a break, someone brings her fruit tea. During

the period when the association was fighting against the evil cult, the resurrected witch was killed and resurrected again and again, spreading pollution everywhere, leaving the elderly with deep fear.

But after two or three generations with an average life expectancy of only 50 or 60 years old, people have rarely tabooed related matters. In fact There are very few written records, and Zhou Ye had to look through many tattered ancient books before he found it.

So even though her appearance and behavior are very obvious, some people still say indignantly that she can't be a witch at all.

Zhou Ye smiled and said nothing. Cong Yue was just a pseudonym he made up for reference. Of course, she was not the real person, but she was probably very similar.

Cong Yue saved many wary people, and when she returned to the base, she still hid herself in the crowd. However, the old man's reaction was completely different.

It was as if he saw the real witch appear before him again. He tried his best to restrain his instincts and relax his body expression, but every subconscious behavior would betray what he really thought in his heart.

"Is thank you the only thing you want to say to me? "

In the closed and narrow shelter, Cong Yue, who was half floating in the air with tiny sparks occasionally wandering around her, was like the goddess of hope, making many people who passed by feel warm and at ease.

Hearing her say this, the boys who had been standing vigilantly near the door suddenly laughed like a jeer: "Hahaha, Sister Cong Yue, Grandpa Zhou is already over 120 years old. There is a generation gap between them. It's normal that he doesn't know how to take jokes. "

As the name came out, the old man surnamed Zhou in front of him reluctantly smiled along with everyone, but the increasingly obvious fear in his eyes could not be hidden at all.

Just like the output with built-in encoding on Siming's side, when Zhou Ye used the Tan Yue vest, he could clearly feel his closeness to the dark-haired commoners and his disgust for the light-haired nobles.

It was because he didn't meet too many nobles along the way, otherwise Zhou Ye suspected that even if a white dog came, Tan Yue would want to kick it.

Lingkong swam in front of the old man surnamed Zhou and saw that he quietly moved away, but did not dare to show it too obviously.

Tan Yue asked in a low voice: "Do you really have nothing to say? "

This time his tone was not as smiling as before.

The old man, who was questioned again, looked up at the woman in front of him who was as beautiful as before with despair. He would never forget this face.

Ten seconds later, he knelt down like a fighting hat, and began to kowtow vigorously in the puzzled eyes of everyone.

"I am guilty! I was wrong, I shouldn't have brought the bastards of the association into Qingshui City! "I really didn't expect that they would actually throw the blood of alien beasts into the water, causing all the villagers downstream to develop genetic diseases..."

"Otherwise you wouldn't have tried poisons again and again, and finally drowned in the river..."

The surrounding villagers' eyes widened when they heard the news, and their bodies moved away from the old man who was once very close to them as if they were out of control.

Many of their relatives, elders, and even descendants died because of genetic diseases. The lucky ones suffered lifelong disabilities, while the unfortunate ones died early. Some people who came from afar to seek help for the treatment of genetic diseases also looked at the old man in shock.

"What does this mean?"

"Wasn't the resurrected witch killed again and again by the original villagers of Qingshui City with their lives?" The relatively young person who knew very little about the past asked in confusion.

"Grandpa Zhou? "Some children wanted to help the elderly because they didn't understand the meaning of the words.

Zhou Ye controlled Tan Yue's face to remain calm, but he immediately caught the word "genetic disease".

It turned out that the source of Qingshui City's genetic disease was alien blood. The main body looked at the powerless legs.

Since many people came to Qingshui City to cure genetic diseases, the popular science of genetic diseases here is very thorough. The manual given to him by the kind-hearted proprietress simply introduced the difference between pollution and genetic diseases.

Pollution is caused by witnessing or contacting aliens, while genetic diseases are mostly inherited. If the ancestors were once polluted and caused recessive limb mutations, there is a high probability that they will be passed on to the descendants and explode into dominant ones.

It can be said that "genetic disease" is a long-term form of pollution.

Those who can inherit genetic diseases are almost all descendants of powerful geniuses, because only powerful geniuses can tolerate the pollution in their bodies without mutating into tainted beasts, and can maintain their current sanity and appearance.

Zhou also thought of Zhongliu. His granddaughter has been deeply polluted. If she is cured and regains consciousness, and intends to have children, then her descendants will most likely suffer from genetic diseases.

There are three significant characteristics of genetic diseases. First, the outbreak time is mostly in adolescence, and the most common is the appearance of talent and genetic diseases together. Second, significant limb mutations, mild cases are one or two extra toes, and severe cases will transform into tainted beasts. Third, confusion of thoughts and sensory dysfunction, most of which are manifested as reduced intelligence and memory disorder.

The most important thing is that it is difficult to treat with existing means. Most people with average family conditions can only slow down the mutation process through strengthening exercises.

And those who are still at the top now, their descendants are estimated to be at the top, and they can resist pollution themselves. They just need to find more useful treasures to eliminate pollution a little bit, or enhance their talents. This

is also the reason why Zhong Liu appeared in the backward Xiangshan City.

"Genetic disease, I do meet two conditions, but taking medicine has no effect." Zhou also knew that even if one of them met, he should be confirmed, but the ineffectiveness of ginseng and the mutation of the body made him feel that something was wrong.

If he could find his parents, he could be sure whether he had a genetic disease. He took a deep breath, and his mood returned to normal, just like a stone was thrown into a calm deep pool, and only he knew how deep the water was.

He continued to control Tan Yue.

The sparks that were slightly jumping around Tan Yue suddenly flew up as if they were ignited. The scorching temperature and bright firelight allowed the people sitting tightly in the shelter to see her expression clearly.

Tan Yue, who had not acted like a gifted person these days and even helped prepare food, had a cold and evil expression on her face. Under her long and beautiful nails, her originally bright red lips were now bloody.

The flames that burned and surrounded her body jumped in dangerous arcs, making all the viewers feel the danger. The oxygen in the whole space seemed to disappear rapidly, making everyone's throat tighten.

Tan Yue gently lifted her wine-red hair with her burning hands, and her posture seemed to be tempting: "Is this your confession?"