Chapter 20 Ancient Civilization Infection Zone (7) Jinjiang exclusive authorized first release...
Ani had just finished assessing Mo Wan's preparations.
Perhaps it was the bonus brought about by the other party's birth and upbringing, but when he spoke of the temple's rhetoric of comforting the penitent, he actually made such a meaningless and boring passage sound sincere and trustworthy.
Mo Wan cleaned the "nest" according to her habit. The little spider seemed to have a certain obsession with cleanliness. She even had to clean the area under her feet when she sat down until it was spotless. Ani stared at him kneeling down to wipe the floor. His long hair was simply tied up, revealing his fair and slender neck. His long robe covered his narrow waist, and only a hint of his slender curve could be vaguely seen from under the cloth.
The degree of her mimicry would deepen based on her understanding of the race. For example, after spending half a year with her teacher, she could even imitate the pheromones that the mermaids used to induce the other party to remain docile and stable.
For Ani, observation has become an instinct.
Her gaze enveloped Mo Wan as she thought quietly - between the prototype and the human form, the Spider Clan had a semi-prototype form, but it seemed that it was not easily shown to others. Suddenly, a very slight force fell at her feet, and Ani watched him grab the corner of her clothes.
There was a little dust on it, and I don't know when it scratched the thread. Mo Wan wiped the cloth and ran his fingers over the scratched area. The damaged fabric immediately became smooth and beautiful under his hands. He frowned slightly and murmured softly with some sadness: "... How can you... leave no one to take care of you like this?"
This is purely the spider's instinct. Mo Wan had seldom gone out since she was born, and the adults in the tribe were all surrounded by partners to take care of them. He could not imagine that a woman, as a warrior, had to do her own laundry and cooking after going through life and death and working hard for victory and honor.
Ani tilted her head and rested her chin on the back of her hand. The Zerg are quite xenophobic, and she got a lot of information from Mo Wan that would not be written in the materials.
She didn't say anything, and Mo Wan couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of pity for the woman. He carefully cleaned every inch of her body that was stained with dust and wiped the side of her shoes that were stained with blood.
Ani raised her foot and stepped on his hand.
The black-haired young man was paused and his whole body was stiff and motionless. He felt sorry for the woman and his mind suddenly came to his senses: This was not the Zerg home planet. Although this man in front of him had saved and protected him, but...
She didn't use any force, but gently rubbed his fingers as if flirting with him, pressing the soles of her feet on his sensitive fingertips: "Your society has conditioned you to be very strange. The one who is judged and controlled, the one who is smaller and could be eaten at any time, turns out to feel truly sorry for the one in power. Hmm..."
She thought seriously for a while, and heard the other party call softly: "Lady Ani..."
"Ah, I don't have a problem with this. After all, it doesn't affect my business. I was just surprised." Ani said, "What do you think?"
As she spoke, she adjusted the strength of her feet. Fingers are where spider sense is most concentrated. She can test how sensitive Mo Wan is and what he can endure.
The other person's ears had already turned red. He was very shy, and even his knuckles were slightly pink and trembled slightly. Mo Wan didn't dare to pull his hand back, for he was afraid that Lady Ani would trample on him, so he answered cautiously, "As long as I treat Lady Ani well, you will protect me...right? Mother and father have always told me so."
"Then will you agree to all my requests?" Ani asked.
"...I." Mo Wan couldn't speak. Ani had saved his life, but the discipline of race had been deeply engraved in his bones. He didn't want to betray either side. "...I'm sorry. Um..."
His hands were stepped on until they turned red, and the pain mixed with the unusual feeling of numbness made Mo Wan groan involuntarily. He covered his mouth with his other hand, not wanting to scream out again. Then he took a deep breath and pleaded weakly, "It hurts, it hurts. Please don't..."
She lifted her foot.
Mo Wan breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could calm down, a tentacle from under her clothes reached into his collar. Spider-Man was dressed quite tightly, and only when he was kneeling down could there be a little space. The tentacles slid wetly across his collarbone and chest, then circled and landed between his spine.
He subconsciously tried to stop him, but his hand was held by the other party. Ani squatted down and grabbed his hand, stroking the red mark on the back of his hand: "Don't be afraid. I will be gentle with you."
His black jade pupils were moist and bright, and his eye sockets were filled with tears, as if he would cry at any time: "Sir, I..."
The smell of the tentacles spread throughout his body. Mo Wan, who was already sensitive, was affected by this breath and his thinking became disordered. Spiders use vibration and touch as the primary criteria for judging the outside world, but he already felt that the direction was confused, the space was reversed, and his senses were lost.
He had no idea what he was doing.
I couldn't tell what Ani was going to do.
This smell seriously interfered with his perception, and the gaze that was cast over him was so scorching that it seemed as if he was being roasted on fire. After leaving his own net, Mo Wan felt very insecure. He was eager to grab something and find somewhere to rely on.
He squeezed Ani's hand.
Ani looked down at his trembling fingertips, her tentacles already moving to his back to explore the secrets of his half-prototype. The soft tentacles extend all the way to the waist and then to the lower abdomen - the spider's web-weaving apparatus is hidden within this delicate skin and flesh.
Web weaver...
Ani's attention was focused there, but the man's will had completely collapsed. He suddenly fell into Annie's arms, helplessly hugged her neck, buried himself in her arms, and trembled with sobs.
"Ani-sama...don't, don't do this. I'm already engaged, I..."
He cried quite pitifully. Ani blinked. All the experience in coaxing men was learned from her teacher, so she held Mo Wan's back quite skillfully, put one hand around his waist, and wiped away the tears on the little spider's face.
His tears did not fall into beads like Lin's, but were wet and cold, icy cold. Spiders are cold-blooded creatures, and their body temperature changes according to the external environment. Mo Wan didn't know who else he could rely on besides himself, but if he snuggled into her arms, he might be offended and caressed even harder.
He walked into the trap himself, praying that the other party had a so-called conscience. He put his cheek into her palm, his dark eyes filled with tears: "Please forgive me..."
Mo Wan also attaches great importance to her precarious chastity. Annie patiently explored the location of the web-weaving device in his body and slowly moved her tentacles back. The other person was much more mentally fragile than Ling Yi San. She couldn't grasp the degree of excessiveness for the time being, so she didn't say anything, but just hugged him and comforted him for a while.
The confusing feeling of space reversal gradually disappeared, and Mo Wan's fingers that were tightly grasping the corner of Annie's clothes also loosened a little. When he realized what he had done, he was very ashamed and apologized quietly: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry for bothering you."
Ani always comforts him when he is scared and helpless.
As for why he was so scared? Don't ask too much about this.
"...Thank you." Mo Wan added in a very low voice, as soft as a mosquito's whisper.
Once again, Ani couldn't understand him. It is indeed difficult to understand the characteristics and customs of the Zerg. She stared at him motionlessly, causing him to lower his head in panic, and then she suddenly said, "No wonder the humans in the universe hate you. In addition to being killing machines, if you let those human men adopt your thinking logic, it would be no less than a kind of spiritual erosion and control. They are afraid of being controlled."
Although not all Zerg are like this, the matriarchal social system of only a part of them has made humans, who care more about "male and female" rather than "male and female", feel like they are facing a formidable enemy.
She lowered her head and gently kissed his wet eyelashes: "Don't cry, I will protect you, no one will bully you."
Mo Wan was greatly comforted. It seemed that in his cognition, if he became a woman's property, he would not be bullied and insulted by more people. He could only be bullied by Lady Ani, but not by others. She would protect him.
"...Yeah." He still had a slight sob after sobbing, and responded softly while looking at her.
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"Evil creatures have invaded."
This is the most common phrase heard in the temple.
After the temple of the Mother Goddess of Fertility was reopened, there was an endless stream of people coming to pray and confess. People marveled at the intricate and delicate murals that appeared to have miraculously appeared overnight, but were also terrified by the recent spate of strange events, hoping to find peace from the guidance of the gods.
In two days, Ani met almost everyone in the town. She comforted them as a messenger of God and conveyed Iris's teachings and ideas to the residents. She looked very friendly, delicate and harmless. The dark nun's uniform she wore looked like some kind of forbidden seal that bewitched people to explore.
"God's envoy..."
Residents often sit down and pray with her.
There was an inexplicable fragrance on her. Those who have come into contact with this messenger of God have all noticed that this fragrance makes them forget the fear of outsiders and evil creatures and brings peace to their hearts, but it also makes them want to get closer to her unbearably.
The smell is almost addictive.
The pain of distortion takes root in most of the inhabitants. Only addictive substances like hookah can temporarily relieve the pain, but more and more people are finding that getting close to her can also relieve them from the pain.
Some residents stayed in the church almost the entire day. As night fell, Ani stood up and tried to ask them to leave, but when she was closing the church, she was suddenly grabbed by a corner of the nun's robe.
"Ani-sama..." The resident who caught him was a middle-aged man. He couldn't control his trembling. "Can I stay here? I am in so much pain. I can't, I can't leave your side. I..."
As the darkness of the night devoured the last ray of light, the distortion hidden in the clothes suddenly occurred. A long neck grew out of the man's back, with a second head extending from it. His body swelled up, and a large amount of flesh and blood piled up like a mountain. The four eyes and two mouths were all staring at her, saying the same words: "Let me stay here... Let me stay here..."
Is this what hides in the night in the infected zone?
Annie was not frightened or surprised. To be honest, she could simulate the other person's current appearance, but it was meaningless. Strictly speaking, her true form is just a pool of pink liquid, and you can shape her into any shape you want.
The long necks on the residents' backs stretched out, and they were very excited: "I am willing to give everything for the Mother Goddess, as long as I can stay..."
"You need to take the test to join the church." Ani said calmly and gently. She extended her hand. "May we become sisters and brothers protected by the goddess Iris."
The deformed monster stared at her blankly. He didn't expect to be allowed. He agreed ecstatically: "I will pass the test! I will pass! I am willing to do anything for you."
There were too many hands throbbing under his skin, and facing Ani's slender white palm, he was so timid that he didn't know which one to put on.
"The examiner is another divine messenger." Ani said, "I hope you can convey the love wish of the goddess Iris to everyone. I wish you success."
This is the first new member.
From that day on, more and more residents revealed their distorted states in front of her. Those deformed monsters were redeemed by her calm treatment, and the temple almost became a sanctuary. They confessed their past crimes and called Ani "the messenger of joy."
Ani was preparing holy water when she heard someone calling her "Madonna" in private. The light pink liquid swayed gently in the silver bowl. She listened to Mo Wan's gentle words of comfort to everyone who came to confess, until a voice rang out from outside the narrow window -
"The sin I want to confess is that I had evil thoughts about the Virgin Mary."
Mo Wan was stunned for a moment and turned to look at Ani.
She looked up, raised her eyebrows slightly, and then smiled happily at the little spider. In the narrow confessional, the tentacles stirring the holy water slid over and patted his shoulder, motioning for Mo Wan to answer. "Please continue." Mo Wan whispered.
"Our Lady is the person who respects us the most that I have ever seen," he said. "The world is a ridiculous drama. Each of us knows that the other person is so terrible, but we hide everything in the night. During the day, everyone is friendly, optimistic, and loves each other. At night, we suffer from diseases and curses in agony and hideousness. Only in the temple where the Lady is can I relax and show my true face."
"…That's a disease and a curse, so it's not your fault."
"I know. I know." He said, "But my trust, my dependence, has become... I want her touch and caress, I want her gaze. Didn't Goddess Iris teach us to get happiness and pleasure? I want the Lord Messenger of God to grant me pleasure!"
Mo Wan's throat was dry and he couldn't utter a word. The tips of his ears turned red, he lowered his eyes, clenched his hands tightly, and said, "You should repent of your thoughts..."
His lips were pressed. Annie had been standing beside him without him knowing. The girl stretched out her hand and handed a bowl of soft pink liquid out of the small window.
The other party took it with both hands in surprise and awe. In his trance, he seemed to hear the voice of the Virgin Mary and the whisper of the goddess——
"I grant you all happiness and joy."
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The Church of Plenty created a new idol.
After being caught off guard for a short time, Ani was subjected to a crazy targeted attack by other contestants, and the residents who joined the church were also attacked. Although this was classified as an attack by evil creatures, Ani knew that if this continued, the other missionaries would be giving up and admitting defeat. These desperadoes would definitely take drastic measures to destroy her temple or destroy her.
She rarely left the temple, but Zero One Three never did. He had frequent clashes with other hunters, and had been killed or wounded countless times. If it weren't for this madman who wouldn't die, the church's nights would never have been so peaceful.
On the night when the statue was completed, Zero One-Three was seriously injured. When he entered the basement and took off his cloak, a wound caused by a sickle chopped through his body diagonally from his left shoulder. The huge crack was churning with blood and flesh, and even his internal organs were vaguely visible.
As the blood-dripping cloak fell to the ground, he leaned into Annie's arms with cold sweat on his forehead, breathing disorderly, as if his throat had been filled with wind for a long time. He breathed hoarsely but did not utter a word.
"There's so much blood." Ani frowned.
He shouldn't have relied on his self-healing ability to put himself in such a dangerous situation. She paused and said, "You'd better change your habit of putting yourself in danger. Were you attacked by other hunters? Don't fight. Try to get away and come back to me."
Ling Yi San's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with blood foam. Rusty air rushed straight to his brain. At this time, he still looked very indifferent: "You are praying with other believers, didn't we agree that I would clear the obstacles..."
The voice gradually faded away towards the end.
"You're out of strength, can't speak anymore?" Ani said in a cold voice, "The immortal body only heals itself, it's not really immortal. Brother, even if you have this kind of injury, you need to rest for a few days."
"I...hiss! What are you doing?!"
Ani has learned his abilities and is one of the only people in the world who understands his physical condition. Ling Yi San wanted to argue back, but a tentacle slid into his abdominal cavity through the wound with a "puff". He only had time to gasp for breath, and then called her in a hoarse voice and sweat all over.
"I'll help you fix it." Ani lowered her head, and several thinner tentacles went in. The other person's body had been modified for a long time, and no one except her could understand the extra structure inside. "Who did you meet?"
Ling Yi San took a look at those soft little tentacles and thought that this scene was too perverted. He gave up and let her do whatever she wanted. He closed his eyes and replied in a limp voice: "Several hunters from different teams have cooperated. They also know that if you continue to develop, there will be no way out."
"I'm not the kind of hunter who kills other opponents to win," said Ani.
"They don't know." Ling Yisan said this, speculating a little guiltily, "It may also be that my reputation is too bad, so we... well, let's not talk about it. But there is indeed a powerful person among those who besieged me. I don't care about the others. I'm just afraid that he will overturn the table if he is forced into a corner. What do you think?"
Ani thought carefully for a while. As she used mucus to repair the broken ribs in Lingyisan's body, she said, "We will hold a god's descent ceremony in three days."
"What?" Ling Yi San was obviously stunned.
"I'm going to force him to flip the table over with me." Ani said expressionlessly, "I'm going to kill him."
"..." Ling Yi San took a deep breath and said, "I'm injured, and you're alone..."
"It's because you're injured." Ani said as a matter of course, wiping her bloody hands. "Brother, if the way to compete with me is to encircle, eliminate, and massacre, then I can join this law of the jungle."
What do you mean... because you are hurt? Ling Yi San's mind was a little stagnant and couldn't move. He didn't know how to understand Ani's words. He looked at her blankly for a moment, then lowered his head and smiled inexplicably.
He thought, something is wrong, I always feel like you are lying to me. But thinking about this, he said to himself, "If you are willing to lie to me, isn't that an improvement..."
Then Ani continued logically: "You are my dog, how can you be...well."
Ling Yisan was instantly annoyed. He pinched her cheek hard despite being seriously injured and bleeding. He pinched the soft cheek flesh of the little monster and said through gritted teeth, "Take it out! Don't mess with it in my stomach."
Ani was pinched so hard that her words were unclear, and she accused him with wide eyes. Ling Yi San loosened his grip, and she immediately grabbed his wrist and said righteously: "Your hands are covered in blood, you smeared me!"
"I'd love to." He spoke in a cold and sarcastic tone, as if he had been poisoned. "I just want to make you covered in blood, cut off each of your tentacles and make soup, or make tentacle stew. I'll sell you to the black factory of Sky Technology and squeeze tons of slime out of your tentacles every day."
Annie was stunned for a moment. Is there such a place?
She pulled back her tentacles and then frowned: "You are so difficult to communicate with and have a bad temper. I don't want to pay attention to you."
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