Sitting on the work table, next to him was a body with its head missing and no signs of life.

Bai Ling supported his head with his hands and tilted his head to look at Lin Coffin.

At this moment, Lin Ju was holding a pair of sharp scissors in his hand, looking at the body on the ground silently.

After a long while, she whispered, "Is this... the alien species you mentioned?"

Bai Ling explained with a smile: "Yes and no."

He pointed at the remains on the ground and said, "This thing is just a derivative of the alien 'Zombie Man'. In other words, it is like a tool. The Zombie Man is a guy holding tools, and this thing is just a hammer and a screwdriver."

Lin Ju: "In other words, even if we get rid of this...derivative here, it will have no effect on the people behind it?"

Bai Ling nodded. "You can say that. If you don't find an effective way to kill alien species, they are often as stubborn as cockroaches. The same is true for the Corpse Man. Even if you kill more of its derivatives, it will not be affected much."

After all, even if you lose a lot of tools, you can just buy more. Even if you lose all of them, it's just a matter of making a little more money.

Although the alien species do not consume actual things like "money", their derivatives are also very cheap.

"But it seems that there are also alien species that attach great importance to their own derivatives," Bai Ling thought, "Let me think, it seems to be a certain 'disaster' level in the diary?"

Let's take a look at it when we get back.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Bai Ling turned his gaze back to Lin Ju.

At this moment he could easily see that although Lin Ju still had no expression on his face, the fingers holding the scissors were trembling slightly.

It was obvious that her mood was not as calm as her face showed.

Bai Ling nodded slightly after seeing this scene: "Oh, right, I remember Lin Juwei once said that she is not very resistant to mysterious things."

When Lin Ju in the future talked about her past experience facing derivatives, a bit of fear appeared on her usually cold face. It can be imagined that she probably cannot cope with such a thing.

However, her psychological quality is very strong. She seems to have gradually overcome this fear and her understanding of alien species is higher than that of ordinary people.

All in all, a good talent!

Just as Bai Ling was thinking, Lin Ju spoke again.

Her fingers trembled, but her voice remained unchanged: "Who are you?"

Although it was the same question as before, Lin Ju's tone was obviously different this time.

Maybe, before, I just thought Bai Ling was a lunatic with a middle school syndrome who was talking nonsense, but now I feel that this guy's identity has become more and more mysterious? Thinking of this, Bai Ling's mouth curled slightly.

He stood up from his seat and stood beside the derivative, looking down at the thing.

Strangely enough, even after defeating such a monster, he felt unusually calm.

After watching for a while, he said, "There will be many, many monsters like this in the future. So many that no one can ignore them. Everyone will have to open their eyes and ears."

Bai Ling drew his fingers in the air a few times and said, "From China to the West, from the North Pole to the South Pole, wherever there are people, these monsters will appear. They will devour human civilization, attach themselves to humans, and bloom into beautiful man-eating plants."

This is what is recorded in the diary, the end of humanity in the next few years.

If nothing is done, alien "flowers" will eventually bloom on this land, using humans as nutrients until their origin - humans - are completely strangled.

“This is the future I see,” Bering said, pointing to his eyes. “A dead, crazy, irrational, meaningless future.”

Lin Ju looked at him silently.

She probably found it difficult to understand what Bai Ling said now.

However, one thing is certain, that is, compared with before, Lin Ju is now obviously more receptive to Bai Ling's words.

After all, she had seen the twisted monster with her own eyes, and saw... the kind of monster that seemed to have twisted all her sanity apart in front of her!

Seeing Lin Ju's hesitation, Bai Ling smiled.

He stepped over the derivative body and stood directly in front of Lin Ju.

Although he was about ten centimeters shorter than Lin Ju, when Bai Ling looked directly into her eyes, his expression was much more majestic than hers.

"Like I told you before, I am a prophet," Bailing said with a smile, "You can call me...'the prophet'."

This can also be considered a code name that my original self gave to Bai Ling.

Bai Ling also found this code name very interesting.

This also shows that although they are in different worlds, the tastes and personalities of the two Berings are similar. At least, they both think that the name "Prophet" is... very cool! It's cool, that's all! Looking at Bering's shrinking pupils, Lin Ju subconsciously looked away and whispered, "Prophet?"

Pressing his forehead, Lin Ju's voice returned to calmness: "Prophet, I roughly understand..."

"So, your goal is to save the future of mankind and prevent those monsters from completely destroying this society?" Lin Ju said, "I understand your idea and I think it's noble, but there is one thing I don't quite understand..."

That is, why did you come to find me (Lin Ju)?

Facing this question, Bai Ling smiled slightly: "Of course it's because it's necessary."

"I want to set up an organization, an organization centered around me to save the world," he said, "and to do that, I need the help of some talented people."

Talent...

Lin Ju felt very confused: "I'm just a... undertaker."

Although it may not be appropriate to say this, Lin Ju does not think that a profession like his can be of any help in saving the world.

However, Bai Ling denied her idea: "No, you are very useful. At least, very useful to me!"

As he spoke, he pulled open his scarf: "Because I need your skills, your experience, and your ideas."

Under the scarf, the bloodless neck was exposed to the air.

Looking at Lin Ju, Bai Ling smiled and said, "After all, putting makeup on corpses is your job, isn't it?"

It would be the same even if the corpse could run, jump, talk and walk.

Looking at Bering, or rather, looking at Bering's snow-white neck.

For some reason, Lin Ju seemed to suddenly understand the meaning of his words.