After listening to the whole story told by this middle-aged man, Zhang Mu was not moved at all. His cold tone was full of disdain, "What a joke, you could have survived with that bread, why did you choose to eat people?"
"Besides, even if you were forced to do it that time, what about later? Were you forced to do it by others? Can you deceive yourself?"
Zhang Mu's words hit the East City leader's heart, but he seemed not to have listened at all and continued to talk to himself, "So at that time, I was thinking, what is the difference between bread and human flesh? If I prefer human flesh, why not eat it?"
"Are you right, this young Jiyuan agent?" Facing Zhang Mu's sarcasm, the East City leader did not show any shame at all, and continued to look at Zhang Mu with narrowed eyes, as if he felt that he had him in his hands.
"Is this the reason why you keep eating people? What a joke. You are just a mutant beast in human skin. Do you think you can stay where humans are?"
Zhang Mu continued to stimulate the man in front of him. He spoke very slowly and calmly. Except for the word "joke" which had a slight fluctuation, there was no other fluctuation at all, as if he was just stating a fact.
It was with such words and such an attitude that the smile on the silver-haired leader's face became more and more intense. This creepy smile spread across his entire face, and then suddenly, in an instant his smile froze, short and swift.
"I don't know where you got the courage from. You are still stubborn with me even at this point. Are all of you Jiyuan agents such brainless rubbish?"
Zhang Mu, who had been staring at this person, noticed that he used the word "you". He really knew the existence of other Jiyuan agents. Who was he?
"What do you mean, have you seen the second one, or anyone else?"
Zhang Mu had a slight suspicion about him to begin with, and now this man had proven it openly as if it was a trivial matter.
"If you're talking about someone who wears the same ring as me, I think I should know him. After all, I've eaten him. From that moment on, his memory has been completely integrated into my brain."
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The brain is really delicious. Every time I eat a little bit, his memory and power slowly merge into my body. I think the taste of eating the body of an evolver this time should accompany me for the rest of my life." "That feeling is so delicious." The silver-haired leader seemed to be recalling the delicious taste and fell into intoxication again.
This time, Zhang Mu was really shocked, and his thoughts became more and more numerous and complicated.
This person can actually merge other people's memories and energies into himself. Doesn't this mean that he can stack them infinitely? No wonder, no wonder his power and aura are so strong, so strong that Zhang Mu directly feels that he has advanced to the second level.
Spiritual evolvers are extremely rare, and Zhang Mu now feels that a spiritual emperor has been born. Although he has not grown up through his own accumulation, but through the trend of soaring upward at a rocket-like speed, it is difficult to predict what will happen in the future, and there is no way to judge whether he has the qualifications and ability to break through to a higher level. But for now, Zhang Mu feels that he has exceeded the limit of the power that humans can currently possess, and he will not be at a disadvantage even in front of any mutant beast.
However, as for him now, although he seems calm on the surface, Zhang Mu is sure that he is still afraid in his heart, afraid of the fact that he has gradually separated from human beings. Therefore, Zhang Mu must continue to stimulate him deeply and severely at this point in order to give himself a glimmer of hope.
"So, you are scared, right? I am worried that you will go further and further, but you can't help but continue to take the pleasure of humans, so you find this group of monsters that are neither human nor ghost to comfort yourself? But I can't figure it out, how can you find these monsters who are as crazy as you? Are these people destined to gather together?"
After listening to Zhang Mu's sarcastic remarks, the silver-haired leader calmed down and smiled frankly, "Yes, I do feel lonely, but you are wrong about one thing, because I didn't find these people to share the same hobbies as me. Instead, I trained them one by one."
As the silver-haired leader was speaking, he turned his head to look at the people behind him, and there appeared a look of kindness on his face that made Zhang Mu feel nauseous.
This is too disgusting. In order to make his heart less empty and to make others agree with what he did, this person actually deliberately cultivated a group of cannibals.
No wonder he encountered such a large group at the beginning of the apocalypse. So this is the case. Zhang Mu suddenly realized.
Yes, an evolver with extremely powerful mind control ability does have abilities beyond the imagination of ordinary people in this regard, and can forcibly transform some normal people into monsters who are obsessed with human flesh like him.
"They are all my children. You killed many of them that I worked so hard to raise." The silver-haired middle-aged man suddenly turned around and stared at Zhang Mu with a weird smile. "Do you know how I raised them so slowly?"
"First, give them endless darkness, and then let them imagine that they have been hungry for a long time, and only a few crumbs of meat can be licked from their lips every day."
"When they are starving and about to collapse, when they are about to fall into despair, slowly put a piece of meat into their mouths, first a piece, then a piece, and finally throw a human arm to them. They will pick it up by themselves, even if they already know that it is human flesh.
But, so what? "
At this time, Zhang Mu stopped even thinking about how to fight back. Has this man's scheming and scheming reached this point? Is his character distorted, or has his mental tolerance reached this point?
However, no matter which one it is, it is not a good thing for Zhang Mu now.
However, it now seemed to him that the silver-haired man did not particularly want to kill him. Although those people were trained by him, he was not willing to communicate with them, as if it would lower his status.
In this case, he was naturally willing to accompany him to continue the conversation, and responded, "It's impossible. All the people are so capable of following your plan. They are all so fragile. I didn't expect that you would find a bunch of cowards. What's the point of keeping them?"
But the silver-haired leader's next words made Zhang Mu's scalp tingle.
"Of course there are tough people, but the human flesh I feed to my children is torn from these tough people, one by one."
(End of this chapter)