98 The Lost Village (Part 2)
◎Monster, it's a monster!◎
No touching allowed.
So this is what happens when you touch someone?
The cleaner whose head was bitten off didn't even have time to let out a wail. From an outsider's perspective, it was a very strange scene.
A man in a black protective suit was still standing. He stretched out his right hand, and a huge yellow flower grew out of the palm of his hand, then bit off his head.
But this man was still standing, even though he was covered in blood, he maintained this posture.
A headless man holds a huge yellow flower in his right hand, as if he is the flowerpot of the yellow flower and he is part of the flower.
Smelly blood splattered from the severed head like a shower, and the face of the cleaner closest to him was covered in hot blood.
The yellow flower moved in the air, then opened its petals and bit the cleaner's broken neck again.
Is it eating?
Even from such a distance, Zhu Ning could hear the sound of Huang Hua sucking blood, or maybe this sound was just her imagination. This place is not very friendly to people's mental value. It is difficult to tell whether the details are real or imagined.
Gulp gulp——
The yellow flower was full of blood, and its mouthparts did not leave the neck of the dead cleaner. The flower became fuller, and the huge yellow petals were covered with blood.
Suddenly, the cleaner moved. He kept his hand outstretched, with a drooping yellow flower on his head.
The flower lives on the corpse, its roots in the palm of the cleaner's hand, and its center wraps around the victim's neck.
And even in this state, he actually moved.
Zhu Ning had seen fish people, pig people, and jellyfish people, but this was the first time she saw a "flower man". He was so strange, like an installation at a strange art festival.
The "flower man" is also wearing a cleaner's protective suit. He is one of your kind.
The people around never expected to see this scene, and they were stunned for a long time.
It was extremely quiet, and there was a strange feeling of numbness. Everyone even held their breath and watched Huang Hua eat.
Because it happened so suddenly, things happened so strangely. In just a moment, your companion turned into a plant that you could hardly understand?
The twenty or so cleaners in black protective suits seemed to have merged with nature. They looked up at the huge yellow flower like pilgrims, or like the other still trees in the forest.
Not knowing who made the first move, he raised his gun tremblingly.
Bang--!
The sound was like a bolt of thunder. Zhu Ning had no idea who fired the shot so recklessly. The garrison troops also looked over, but they were unable to stop it.
But it’s not important at this moment. What’s important is the consequences of shooting.
The bullet hit the yellow flower like it hit a balloon, causing the flower to deflate a lot and become crooked due to the impact of the bullet.
He fired three shots in total. Because the distance was very close, he was very accurate. Two shots hit the head and one shot hit the flower man's heart.
The plump yellow flowers were somewhat damaged by the beating, there was a hole in the flower man's chest, and the cleaner's protective suit was completely damaged.
Did it work? Did the bullet work?
etc--
With a puff, the flower man's chest suddenly bulged, as if a hole had been opened, revealing his insides.
Something was trying to come out of the flower man's chest. A vine grew out from the position of the heart. At first there was only one vine, and then it became a whole bunch, gushing out from the flower man's chest like a snake.
The bullet was useless, the bullet catalyzed him.
The shooter was a newcomer to the scene. He was a little stunned after firing. How could it be ineffective? Why didn't the bullet work?
His mind was full of why the bullets were useless, and he muttered under his breath, "What the hell is this—"
He didn't finish his words, and lowered his head in disbelief, seeing a wriggling vine on his chest, and the yellow flower instantly pierced his heart.
"Run! Run!" someone yelled, turning on the public channel so everyone could hear.
People emerged from their numb state and finally began to flee.
The spirit value of the cleaner is not as high as that of the demon hunter, and he is very panicked when fleeing, like a headless fly.
"Don't move! Don't run!" the head of the garrison shouted. He turned on the public channel and tried to keep everyone calm.
But panic can spread, and this place is eerie, starting from crossing the tall grass, then entering the deserted village, and then entering the woods behind the mountain.
After an hour of containing the contaminated spores, many people's mental state has reached its limit.
Especially witnessing the death of his teammates at close range, and it becoming such an incomprehensible thing, the Cleaners themselves rarely face danger directly.
People have been mentally tortured over and over again, and the already precarious mental values of some people are rapidly declining. The more panic they are, the more likely they are to decline. The more they witness the death of their teammates, the more likely they are to panic. The more panicked they are, the more likely they are to be contagious.
Spirit value drop is contagious.
Li Nianchuan's teeth chattered and cold sweat broke out in an instant. He watched helplessly as the escaping cleaner was pierced through the chest by vines.
The vines pierced him, and he only struggled for two seconds before he stopped moving. Blood dripped down the vines and was quickly absorbed by the yellow flowers.
He became the nourishment for the yellow flowers?
Li Nianchuan should have run away. He wanted to move his legs and get his body moving, but he didn't move.
He remembered Fan Minghua's words, don't do anything unnecessary.
What is redundant action?
Is running away when encountering vines superfluous? Are all their actions other than containing the contaminated spores superfluous?
"Here's a friendly reminder: when something touches you, don't struggle or resist." Fan Minghua also said this.
Don't you struggle when the vines pierce your heart?
Wouldn’t you struggle even if your head is bitten off by the yellow flower?
Li Nianchuan was shaking all over and couldn't utter a word, but he saw Zhu Ning and Xu Meng out of the corner of his eye. Neither of them moved and maintained the same posture from beginning to end.
Even though some cleaners were killed and screams were right next to their ears, they both remained motionless as if playing 123.
Zhu Ning directly sent a pop-up message to Li Nianchuan. It was not a voice message, but only two words: Don't move!
Li Nianchuan breathed a sigh of relief. It was like taking an exam at the same time as a top student. You finished the exam nervously, not sure if your answers were correct. Then you came out of the exam room and ran into the top student head-on, who had the same answers as you.
The garrison troops leading the team did not speak. They used the same method as Zhu Ning and urgently typed text on the public channel.
Stay still and don't move.
With a warning symbol, this line of words continued to flash inside everyone's helmet.
There were three people moving around, all near the huge yellow flower. They must have been in some kind of collective panic.
Without exception, they were eaten alive by vines or flowers, and panic became nutrients for the flowers and plants.
Zhu Ning and his team kept some distance from the scene. After all, they were cleaners who had passed the assessment, and half of them had experience in fighting outside the wall. After seeing the reminder from the garrison troops, they chose to remain motionless.
The troops stationed outside the wall have more experience in survival, and their words are life-saving.
No matter how panicked they were, they didn't move.
The flower man maintained his human movement habits, walking among the stationary cleaners, but perhaps not very coordinated with human limbs, his movements were very slow, and he would stop every time he passed one, his petals shaking as if he was smelling.
Zhu Ning guessed that it didn't have a human head, and maybe even human eyes. How did it determine direction?
odor?
The flower man walked back and forth among the crowd as if he was conducting an inspection. The cleaner who was very close to him was shaking all the time, and there was still his blood on his body.
I was five meters behind this man when he was eaten by the yellow flower. They were even working together a minute ago, and now I have to watch my colleague become like this.
No normal person could accept this. His legs couldn't stop shaking, and he couldn't do it even though he knew he should stay calm.
From his perspective, through a layer of protective helmet, a yellow flower suddenly appeared in front of him, instantly occupying his entire vision.
Did the flower man discover himself?
But what did he do?
He didn't move, make any sound, or do anything inappropriate.
Why was she staring at him? Was it because she sensed the fear in herself? But how could anyone completely control themselves from being afraid?
Why? Why were so many people staring at only him? Why was he the unlucky one?
Why would I encounter something like this just because I came out to carry out a mission?
Click——
The yellow flower made a very sticky sound, as if something sticky was being opened.
A yellow flower "blooms" in front of you. Flowers are the least lethal things, and no one would find wild flowers on the roadside scary.
Now the yellow flower has opened, and in its center is a wet, bloody head.
That's his colleague's head in there!
My colleague was wearing a cleaner's protective helmet when his head was bitten off. Now the helmet was damaged by the fangs, revealing most of his face. His face was covered with plant mucus, and his eyes were even still open.
The flower was holding his colleague's head, tightly pressed in front of him, and the dead colleague's open eyes were still looking at him.
Then he moved his eyes.
This action made people feel creepy for a moment. If he didn't move, he would be a dead man, just a head that had been eaten.
But now he moved, he rolled his eyeballs!
Monster, it's a monster!
The blood-red prompt on the helmet is still flashing, stay still and don't move.
But he couldn't see the words clearly. All he could see was his colleague's head. It was a monster, a monster.
No one can save him except himself, and these people cannot be trusted.
He instinctively reached for his lower back, where a gun was tucked.
One of his hands had already touched the handle of the gun, but the gun seemed to be stuck, or he was too nervous now, and he couldn't take the gun out no matter how many times he tried.
The yellow flowers in front of him remained still, and the colleagues inside were still looking at him. He had to take the initiative to get the gun.
The more he tried to get the gun, the harder it was to get it out. He was so anxious that he was covered in cold sweat. He instinctively turned his head to see where it was stuck.
Click——
Finally loosening, he reached for the gun, thinking the weapon would give him peace of mind, but a thick black shadow suddenly appeared before his eyes.
There was something blocking his head, it was in the shape of a flower.
When people are in danger of their lives, their choices will be very strange and difficult to infer with common sense. For example, now he feels something sticking to his protective helmet.
There was a wisp of hot air right behind him, emitting a strong fishy smell, as if someone was breathing beside him.
He could feel his mental state rapidly decreasing.
He turned his head slightly and finally saw a yellow flower open, its petals spread out, and the mouth of the head inside was opened to the extreme.
He had never looked at his colleague like this before. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to eat himself in one bite.
He drew his gun, but before he could aim he pulled the trigger.
The next moment, Huang Hua took a bite.
With a click—
The last sound he heard was his head being bitten off. The gun in his hand fell into the grass with a snap. He didn't have time to fire the gun until he died.
Blood splattered again, and drops of blood splashed on the three people nearby. At that moment, the blood seemed very heavy, and their bodies were covered with the blood of their colleagues.
The second person whose head was eaten by the yellow flower.
After eating the yellow flowers, it continued to move among the crowd, and the flowers became fuller and more beautiful.
Wherever it went, it caused shudders, and after seeing it several times, people could no longer bear the bloody scene.
How many more colleagues will die?
How long will this torture continue?
Huang Hua came to Zhu Ning's side, or to be more precise, came near the three of them.
The yellow flower had eaten enough human heads, and its head had become swollen, with human blood flowing between the petals. When it walked nearby, a huge shadow was cast, covering the three of them.
If you are close enough, you can see a lot of details. The twitching vines on the flower man's chest look like some kind of pollution, which will reduce people's spirit value if you look at it for a long time.
Zhu Ning saw that Li Nianchuan's legs were trembling visibly. Through the helmet, Zhu Ning heard rapid breathing coming from his channel. He was very scared. Zhu Ning could feel Li Nianchuan's fear.
Huang Hua walked towards Li Nianchuan step by step.
They were locked onto it, Xu Meng was on Li Nianchuan's right, and Zhu Ning was behind Li Nianchuan.
Xu Meng was closer to Li Nianchuan. If anything happened, Xu Meng would be the first to lend a hand, but she also remained calm at this time.
Zhu Ning's brain was working rapidly as she thought about the logic of the flower.
To do normal things in abnormal places, and to do abnormal things in normal places, it is a pollutant and must have its own internal logic.
It must also obey some kind of rules. What are those rules?
Plants themselves cannot move, especially flowers. This flower is picked by humans and then lives on the human body, moving with human feet.
When it ate the human head, it gave Zhu Ning a very familiar feeling, just like humans breaking off beautiful flowers on the roadside.
If we look at it from the perspective of flowers, is it also bloody and cruel when people pick plants?
They were growing well by the roadside when suddenly a giant object appeared, cast a shadow, and broke their roots with a snap.
Humans hold flowers in their palms and even exclaim, "How beautiful, how pretty!"
Is this the same thing?
Is it... "picking people"?
Zhu Ning frowned because of this idea. The relationship between humans and plants has been reversed. Now, these humans wearing black protective suits are plants growing in the ground and being slaughtered at will, while the flowers have become the high-ranking pickers who can decide your life or death.
Is this flower conscious? Will it be happy to receive a fresh bouquet of "human flowers" today?
Is this picking method... random?
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