Chapter 147 God's Supper

It was the chip.

An Wujiu always felt that if the altar was only through those contaminated prosthetic limbs, it would never be possible to pull so many people into the altar, but he didn't think about the citizen chip.

When he remembered that his mother dug up his and his sister's chips before, he thought that his mother just wanted to cut off the way for others to find them, so that they could escape smoothly, but now it seems that she is probably thinking more.

"This trick is very poisonous." Zhong Yirou tutted, "Although there are some people who don't have citizen chips, but these people have a hard time surviving, and they are likely to take risks to enter the holy altar for money, and the rest have citizen chips and don't. Those who participate in the virtual game of the altar will be polluted when the time is right, which is really a big game."

Yang Erci drove the car and nodded, "I didn't want to believe this before, but the more I investigate, the more supernatural events will appear. In addition to mentioning this matter in that email, there are two other very important things. Information: One is about 'God', strange and unfamiliar texts have appeared in the homes of many researchers who died mysteriously. My dad kept them on file. And visited a lot of philologists."

"A scholar of ancient writing told him that these writings are very similar to the writings created by a short-lived and extinct ancient civilization in BC, and it can even be said to be homologous, and the writings used by ancient civilizations are simplified versions."

Zhong Yirou was a little surprised, "Does this mean that this 'god' is not the first time to come to Earth? Shouldn't he live on some higher planet in the universe?"

An Wujiu continued: “I don’t even think they are living beings of the same dimension as us. For them, even the boundaries of time and space can be erased. We who are in different time and space are rubbed together. Quantum superposition states are all stacked up?

The so-called gods are more like condescending observers, and all of us human beings are just a certain particle being observed. Time is orderly, one-way and one-dimensional to us, but it is meaningless to them. can be altered at will. "

An Wujiu's remarks made Zhong Yirou feel very uneasy, she never thought that there would exist a group of living beings who regarded them as ornamental objects.

"They shouldn't just want to see the ants move." Zhong Yirou asked a little dejectedly.

"You can say that they enjoy helping the ants move and trample them to death." Yang Erci continued, "The construction technology and literary and artistic development of that ancient civilization at that time far surpassed other civilizations of the same period, and it can be said to have surpassed the times, but in the end it was only a matter of time. It was a flash in the pan, and the result of archaeology was that it only existed for 99 years, and the demise was very complete, even the land where they once lived was sunk in the sea."

The more Zhong Yirou thought about it, the more terrified she felt.

In the ancient civilization of 1999, An Wujiu lowered his head and saw 99 with blood on the back of his hand.

Likes are very consistent.

"I feel that our current era is similar to the ancient civilization that existed."

An Wujiu said in a low voice, as if thinking to himself, "They raised a group of gregarious creatures, cultivated their civilization system, and then destroyed them. Aren't we in a stage of destruction now? ?"

"Why so much effort, is it necessary?" Zhong Yirou couldn't understand.

“Maybe this is just one of their meals.” An Wujiu thought of what Russell said in the last round, “What they want to eat is the collective madness of mankind.”

eat.

An Wujiu couldn't help thinking of the "Last Supper" in the bunker when he entered the first copy.

That is not the original intention of the painting, there is no betrayal and loyalty, maybe it is just a humorous ridicule of the evil god, a prophecy.

He graciously informed them that this time, this long and frantic demise was the end of their civilization, but it was nothing but his dinner.

Outside the car, the streets are full of corpses of people or pollutants, and the smelly air penetrates through the gaps in the glass, which is unbearable. In the car, these speculations made the air more and more dignified, as if death was in the next moment.

Yang Erci clenched the steering wheel tightly and told them the rest, "Actually, there is no need to be so pessimistic, it is precisely because the two languages ​​are similar to a certain extent, so he and some experts also gained a few words about God. "

An Wu Jiu raised his eyebrows, "Really? Even a little bit of information is good."

"I just don't know if it's true or not." Yang Erci said in an orderly manner, "There are three main points. One is the eternal sleep of the gods. It seems that because of the battle, his strength is damaged. He needs enough sacrifices to wake up. You mentioned this point. Yes, it is consistent that God feeds on the chaos and madness of mankind; the latter two points are very incomplete, only the 'heart of the homologous one' is known, and the other is "not to be called by its first name."

After listening to this, Zhong Yirou gave a bitter smile, "It feels a bit like a reminder from a movie before you want to beat the big boss."

heart……

An Wujiu thought of the religion in the previous Blood Moon dungeon, which indeed regards the heart as the most important organ, the "container of the soul".

As for the name...

An Wu Jiu suddenly realized that Shen Ti's real name belongs to him, and he still doesn't know it.

Shen Ti doesn't seem to remember it either.

"It seems that in many Western legends, some demons' life gates are their own names." Zhong Yirou thought of the novels she had read, "so they don't easily tell others their names. This is a means of self-protection. But why? "

The car was almost out of gas, Yang Erci saw that there was a nearby gas station on the map, changed the direction, and explained: "It's probably like a program, a variable named, any operation you want to do with it, you must pass the variable Names, even if there is a discrepancy in one letter, will report an error. In an information age like ours, a name can be retrieved, and the information contained in a name is enough to kill a person.”

Zhong Yirou nodded, "You're right."

In the past two timelines, An Wujiu did not meet with Yang Erci in the time and space he was in, this time is different, he obtained the information in Yang Ce's emails, these information are obviously the efforts of Yang Ce for many years . These findings are likely to play a very critical role.

That masked man wanted to kill Yang Erci and stop the flow of information. The purpose seemed clear.

But An Wujiu always believed that he was not so simple.

During the driving process, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, as if they were constantly approaching a noisy place, and the noise was getting louder and more real.

But Yang Erci continued to drive forward.

There is a gas station at the front of the road, but if it wasn't marked on the map, you wouldn't be able to see what it was like.

Because this place has been occupied by pollutants, it is densely packed, at least there are thirty or so. The pillars outside the gas station are coiled by tentacles, the glass is absorbed by suction cups, the contaminants with twisted limbs are crawling on the ceiling of the gas station, there are many prey before they are biting and eating, the ground has become a pool of blood, and even the top is lying on the top. There are several big toads that look like two heads, but they have blue eyes all over their bodies.

"Do you want to withdraw?" Zhong Yirou felt sick to her stomach, picked up the gun and lowered her voice.

Before Yang Erci and An Wujiu could answer, the pollutants in the distance raised their heads at the same time and slowly turned their heads until they looked directly at the three of them.

Zhong Yirou raised the gun subconsciously, but didn't shoot directly. She was afraid of attracting the attention of more pollutants. "Run or go?"

"No." An Wujiu advised Yang Erci, "Let's go first, there are too many here, there are only three of us, not dying is also seriously injured."

It turned out that his intuition was to sense these huge quantities of pollutants.

Of course Yang Erci knew, and An Wujiu was already seriously injured, if he really did, he would definitely rush to be the main force again.

but……

"Yirou, shoot first, kill as many as you can." Yang Erci controlled the car to reverse, and instructed her, "Hurry up."

Only then did An Wu Jiu react, after all, being cautious is Yang Erci's style, but this time she was uncharacteristically aggressive.

"Isn't Yirou running out of time?"

"Yeah." Yang Erci looked at the rearview mirror and reversed the car, the in-car system kept giving warnings, but now he had no choice.

Those pollutants came faster than he imagined, the gun in An Wu Jiu’s hand didn’t have many bullets, he leaned forward to take the gun beside Yang Erci, the moment he lowered his head, his vision went black, there was a loud bang, blocking it. On the windshield, a contaminant opened its mouth wide at them!

Zhong Yirou fired several times in a row, but the skin on the pollutant's body was extraordinarily strong and hardly caused much damage.

The pollutant burst into a sharp howl of pain, and Yang Erci took the opportunity to change from reversing to forward, and pushed the guy directly down the windshield.

But the success was short-lived. The surrounding pollutants kept rushing towards them, and the roof of the car was sunken. Zhong Yirou tried her best to kill, and the time increased, but her sanity and HP kept decreasing.

An Wu Jiu raised his hand and used Zhu Yeqing to cut off a tentacle that got in through the glass hole, but when he looked up, he saw a contaminant that was going to sneak attack on Zhong Yirou's right back.

"Yirou watch out to the right!"

After Zhong Yirou heard it, she quickly turned her head and raised her gun, and hit the pollutant's head with one shot, but because the distance was too close, the mucus splashed by the bullet splashed straight into Zhong Yirou's right eye.

The pain stagnated for a second, followed by a sharp swarming pain, the corrosive liquid hole pierced her eyeball, like a worm biting into it.

Seeing that Zhong Yirou suddenly covered her right eye and her voice changed, An Wujiu realized something, he searched everywhere in the car for water, and finally found half a bottle of water.

"Yirou, let go of your hand, and I'll put water on your eyes..."

He was stunned when he saw Zhong Yirou's hand down.

The right eyeball has been pierced by corrosion, in such a short time.

An Wu Jiu didn't know what to do, there were pollutants behind her that were attacking the crumbling glass windows, he could only pick up Zhong Yirou's gun to deal with them first.

"My eyes..." Zhong Yirou was almost paralyzed by the pain, her left eye kept dripping with natural tears, causing her to see more and more clearly.

But she knew exactly what was going on.

Yang Erci also saw it, and she regretted it a lot, "Yirou, we will go out soon."

She just wanted Zhong Yirou to have more time, at least not to die because of losing time, but she never thought it would cause such a result.

But even if they don't come here, their car won't be driving for long.

It was Zhong Yirou who obviously lost her eyeballs, but Yang Erci suffered more than her.

But she didn't know what she should say in the current situation.

"Yirou..."

Zhong Yirou raised her head, "I know."

She raised her hand, wiped the tears from her left eye, rummaged through the other gun she had hidden under the base, and raised it to aim at the contamination in front of the windshield.

"One eye is better for aiming."

The pollutants came from all directions, blocking their car, and the frenzied and ferocious siege almost overturned the car.

The large-scale movement caused An Wu Jiu's wound to open, blood dripping down his arm, but he is the only fighting force now, so he can only continue holding the gun with his blood-stained hand.

An Wu Jiu knew that it wouldn't work if they continued like this, their firepower wouldn't last long, and they would only be consumed to death by these pollutants.

He had to find a chance to get out of the car. He can also use a knife.

But this crazy idea of ​​near-destruction was snuffed out.

A flash of light drew the attention of some pollutants, and a loud engine sound appeared above them.

is an aircraft.

Curiosity is the instinct of these pollutants, but it also costs them. In the next second, intense firepower appeared and caught them off guard.

Strangely, these fires completely avoided the car.

An Wu Jiu still held the gun vigilantly, leaned to the car window, trying to see who was coming.

Outside the broken glass window, he looked towards the cockpit of the aircraft and saw a familiar face.

It was Matsuura Mori who died in the copy.

And the two people who were strafing with weapons on the aircraft, one was Tengtang Ying, who also died in that copy, and the other was Zhou Yijue, who was both an enemy and a friend.

Zhou Yijue also saw him and said loudly with a deliberate smile.

"Savior, you will be saved by me one day."