Chapter 26 Monsters

When the news from the Southern Region Experimental Area came in a hurry, Deng Baoying was still socializing with a blank expression.

As everyone knows, useless socializing is one of the most life-wasting activities.

The celebrities on the capital star can't get rid of their nature of seeking favoritism, and it is a common method to launch various beauties and chat with the griffons to establish relationships. The specially arranged beauties and boys are chattering around the tall white-blonde-haired president of the Inspection Court. The latter is rarely wearing a complicated and gorgeous snow-white dress, with long eyelashes hanging down, revealing a mature, stable, and fascinating sense of adult man.

It seems that he was born to be in a high position.

It is already very annoying to greet these little beauties who are trying their best to sweet-talk him and please him.

What's even more annoying is that the Supreme God, who is far away, is still watching him with his chin resting on his hand.

Through those handsome men and beautiful women who are talking to themselves like glamorous pets, Deng Baoying's eyes collide with Fu Jiao who is smiling at him across the crowd in the green area under the bright chandeliers. The latter gave him a cheering gesture, his eyes full of love, like an old mother watching her own children socializing in the kindergarten.

Deng Baoying: "..."

Well, my mood is really worse.

Especially when I saw Lynx happily finish the socializing and come to the Supreme God with a plate of puffs.

According to custom, this banquet will last until late at night.

Brilliant fireworks in the shape of marine life floated endlessly under the night sky. Through the translucent electromagnetic barrier like soap bubbles, the gorgeous fireworks behind the high walls could be seen from the rooftops of the streets outside. It has been said long ago that this is a prosperous, powerful, and almost miraculous civilization.

But it is only seven thousand years old, so it is still too young.

When the satellites orbiting the capital planet rose to the zenith, the crowd in the banquet hall was talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was warm.

Because of this, when Green silently led a team of bodyguards into the banquet hall from the side hall, few people noticed.

The adjutant seemed to be very familiar with this kind of occasion, and walked straight towards the direction of the lights. The beautiful women were somewhat afraid of these well-trained uniformed soldiers and retreated tactfully, leaving Deng Baoying alone. He relaxed a little, raised his eyes and leaned against the wall, indicating that Green wanted to talk about something.

"Sir, we've reconnected with the South Territory Test Area," Green reported to Deng Baoying in a low voice under the cover of the melodious music in the banquet hall, "The team said that they encountered some special circumstances that led to the loss of signal, but the problem has been resolved, and everything is normal in the South Territory Test Area, and there is nothing wrong."

"They also sent back the survey report. As far as I'm concerned... I really can't see any problems."

"..." Deng Baoying's eyebrows moved slightly, "Are they preparing to come back?"

"Yes, the team has successfully completed the mission and is preparing to return to the capital planet," Green hesitated, but still nodded, "The review department directly approved their return application."

"Including the research institute, we have also contacted the students who lost contact before. Their statements are quite unified, and they all said that there is no problem with the Southern Territory test area."

The adjutant looked down at the information on the smart computer: "According to estimates, the team will arrive at the Capital Star Port tomorrow afternoon. By then, I will organize the relevant departments to conduct corresponding full-body examinations on them as usual, just in case."

"After the physical examination, the team leader in charge of the Southern Territory test area project will personally report the mission details to you."

"..."

The review process is as rigorous as before, and the project results are as formal as before.

Deng Baoying knows Green's personality and ability. Since the other party said that no problems or doubts were found in the survey report, then this survey report must be very perfect, so perfect that there is no flaw.

Or, this is just an ordinary, stable, and problem-free exploration project.

It is no different from the thousands of exploration projects he had sent in the past.

But...

what's wrong?

Deng Baoying frowned slightly, as if he remembered the strangely enlarged pupils when Guan Buhui mentioned the southern test area on the starship, with a faint golden rainbow light in his pupils.

The pupils were almost diffused, not like a normal state - or rather, it was more like he had come into contact with something that he shouldn't have come into contact with, causing him to have a small degree of trance and hallucinations.

Mental pollution.

...But. More than ten years ago, the secret project department of the institute made a decisive judgment.

Only gods have the ability to pollute the mind.

Only gods have the ability to affect the surrounding life forms on a large scale.

He pressed his bony palm against his temples and rubbed them. The griffon exhaled and temporarily put aside the inexplicable doubts in his heart.

Deng Baoying nodded slightly, took the document transmitted by the intelligent computer and flipped through a few pages casually, then whispered: "Follow the procedures and let the medical department give the team returning to the capital star a complete physical examination, including mental strength and physical condition. Listen to my arrangements after that."

"...Yes, sir," Green nodded respectfully, then paused obviously and whispered, "There is one more thing..."

"Tell me."

"On the black market side, all access points and external cooperation channels have been closed. The star regions under the black market have also changed their normal practice and suspended the galaxy jump business, and even the ports of passage have been sealed one after another, leaving only a few ports for strict guard, prohibiting the registered population of galaxies beyond a certain light year from entering the black market."

"This... is very strange. The black market is a super-large platform that started with business and investment. Such behavior is tantamount to a closed country."

"This means that we will no longer be able to interact with the black market in the short term."

At this point, Green frowned: "Now the Dark Star system is also in chaos. Various industries that rely on black market transactions have also moved to the capital star. The stock market and financial industry have been shaken..."

"But the Inspection Court, the Research Institute, and even the Special Training Base did not receive advance notice to respond to this change."

"The department responsible for managing the economic route will probably have to work overtime in a hurry recently."

"Close the ports and entrances and exits..."

The shadow of the light finally turned around, and his light-colored light-gold eyes stared straight at his adjutant. He

clearly had no other emotions, and was so calm that he was terrified, but it was like a spot of light reflecting the glaring light, which made people almost breathless.

Under such a gaze, Green seemed to remember something belatedly.

Ah...?

Such a gaze, is it? Where have I seen it before?

I kind of forgot.

*

Of course he shouldn't remember.

——The last time the black market was so violent was when the "God-making Project" was proposed.

After the "God-making Project" was quelled, the calming treatment project model of the institute achieved rapid results. The director of the institute, Wu Fuyi, personally took the lead and led the institute's most cutting-edge scholars to break through the technical difficulties that had been insurmountable in previous years.

The media was forced to death by the joint efforts of the Inspection Court and the Special Training Base, and only reported the heroic battle of the military to eliminate the rampant pirates, and the final victory that was worth rejoicing.

The entire federation rejoiced and celebrated the marginal and high-risk star regions, which no longer had to endure the oppression and invasion of pirates and bandits, and no longer had to fear the silent artillery fire falling from the sky in the middle of the night.

So, in fact, even Green, the closest adjutant, didn't know

how Deng Baoying went to the dark star region where several core pirate legions were stationed that day without making any sound.

And how he devoured and bit thousands of high-level subspecies alive in a bloody way.

He only knew that the special forces had even activated the emergency plan when they rushed to the Dark Star Region that day. Lord Lynx personally drove the most advanced mecha, crushing the bodies that had been torn and bitten beyond recognition, stepping on the bloody and terrifying mountains of corpses and the brilliant sunset glow, wading through the stinking and sticky mud.

It was obvious that those corpses had tried to fight to the death before they died.

It was even more obvious that the monsters who killed them did not do it to fill their stomachs or to satisfy some perverted needs.

It was just for revenge.

Furious, unscrupulous, hateful, and vicious revenge.

The sharp claws dug open the enemy's chest, took out the heart with evil interest, took two bites at random, and then trampled it into smelly meat paste.

The once well-organized high-tech military reserve base was reduced to a ruin with a sea of ​​blood and corpses in an instant. Under the unshakable and terrifying pressure of the Chosen One, even the superconducting nuclear energy device known as the destruction machine seemed a little light and weak.

Green was still an intern at that time. Because of his mixed blood, he was not like other young subspecies who would tremble in fear and even have serious physiological reactions when they approached the center of the battlefield. It was also because of this that he could stand behind the carefully protected mecha porthole and see the monster.

The monster with its wings spread out, like a demon crawling out of hell, or perhaps a fallen angel abandoned by the gods.

The back of the huge and unruly griffon is like a golden-red mountain - of course, its fur is a brilliant, beautiful golden color, but because of too much brutal killing, it is inevitably tangled with smelly blood. Its golden vertical pupils, which have shrunk to the point of being almost invisible, are burning and leaping.

Even from such a distance, one can still feel its overwhelming and insane rage.

Insane, irrational, and almost self-destructive despair.

Therefore, he could only rely on the most incompetent killing to vent some kind of completely distorted emotions after being polluted.

——That was his future superior, the most decent, the most stable, and the most beloved successor.

He was the only monster who had been embraced by the gods, indoctrinated with almost all the blood of the gods, and suffered the deepest and most crazy mental pollution.

He was the most desperate believer of the gods.

...So, what happened?

The young intern touched the trembling mecha porthole made of tempered glass, and even his fingertips turned slightly white. The brain, which was suffocated and painful by the pressure, was thinking in a chaotic way, which was an endless daydream.

Moreover, can this thing... still be called a "human"?