Thinking about it, after all, the prophet had only 20 yuan in his pocket, and he could only rely on the mouth on the back of his head to deceive.
Lu Zhi, a person like her, had always been one to take advantage early. The small favors of the past were not worth her taking such great risks.
Lu Yan read the pollution disease cases on the Tianqi Forum, from S to E-level events, and never found mention of the "venomous king."
[As I said. In recent years, he's been hiding everywhere, living a hard life.]
"Pollutants can also be described as living a hard life?" Lu Yan asked.
The system chuckled lightly, [Perhaps, you are more familiar with his other code name... 27 years ago, S-level pollution incident, Codename: Disaster.]
Lu Yan looked surprised, "But back then, wasn't Disaster already resolved?"
S-level pollution case, codenamed Disaster, had been purified. Executers: Tyrant, Michael, Odin. Suburb of City A, Golden Gradual Mountain.
Today, the moon is bright, stars are scarce, and crows stand on the branches, cawing loudly. Perfect for shooting a horror film.
If pollutants could have a group chat, its name would undoubtedly be "Blow Up the Research Institute Action Group."
Due to a bad mood, Shen Qingyang walked back. It was dozens of kilometers from the city center to the suburbs, and he walked for a whole day and night.
When the prophet saw him, he smiled and said, "You're back."
The prophet knew very well that besides here, Shen Qingyang had nowhere else to go.
Shen Qingyang didn't answer; his body quickly transformed, rapidly returning to his original height and appearance. Only his eyes turned blue, similar to the eerie eyes on his tentacles.
In this area, there was not much change from before he left. The city lord somehow got hold of a game console and was enthusiastically playing King of Fighters. Subject 07 compressed himself into a small bird
, perched on a burnt tree trunk, napping.
The prophet had a textbook spread out on his knees, trying hard to recall advanced mathematical solutions he had learned decades ago.
In the center of the valley, there was a new coffin.
This coffin was entirely black, painted with bizarre pictures in oil, resembling a scorpion, with strange stick-figure markings beside it.
A faint, nail-scraping sound emanated from inside the coffin.
The prophet was momentarily stunned, dropping the book and lifting the coffin lid.
A man with long hair lay inside. His eye sockets had no pupils, appearing black. In the dim moonlight, they emitted a glass-like radiance. Like glass.
Shen Qingyang furrowed his brows. The moment the coffin lid was lifted, he smelled an odor ten times worse than the prophet... Not the smell of a corpse, but still an indescribable scent, like a 50-year-old fermented can of sardines or long-decayed meat.
The man's hair was very long, almost reaching his ankles. His hands were bones, the abdominal cavity wide open, covered with a layer of human skin, devoid of flesh, revealing white ribs.
Most bizarrely, these white bones had several blood-red roses growing on them.
Countless plump insects crawled on the bones, occasionally accompanied by a few red scorpions, nesting in the innermost part of the ribs.
On a tree branch, a red bird landed on the edge of the coffin.
Through Subject 07's eyes, the man inside the coffin looked almost identical to Subject 03.
Test Subject 03, codenamed Pope. Claimed to possess Talent 12: Resurrection.
Few people know that the Pope's mother gave birth to a pair of twins. Later, after their parents divorced, the elder brother followed the father and went abroad, while the younger brother stayed with the mother and eventually became a volunteer at the First Research Institute.
The Pope became a Harbinger and was confined in the research institute. Gurus fell into pollutants, wandering beyond the world. Gurus wielded incomplete talents, dealing with life and death. He was the plague itself, the calamity itself. Incompleteness, because he could only bring death, not life. He knew very well that "life" resided with his younger brother.
Every time a Guru died, they would resurrect, and as the cost of his resurrection, the Pope would be on the brink of death, a narrow escape. His talent was constantly devouring the vitality of 03. Despite being a healing-type Harbinger, the Pope rarely helped people with pollution diseases.
Gurus couldn't control their own talents. Most of the time, he chose to lie in this coffin, allowing the insects in his abdomen to bite him.
These poisonous insects were brought back many years ago by a prophet from the Miao Territory. They could consume part of the pollution source on the Guru's body, control the spread of the plague, and weaken the Guru; as long as he weakened, 03, who had been frail since childhood, could keep on living.
They were identical twins, competing for survival even in their mother's womb, almost causing the other embryo to miscarry. Now, born into this world, they were both striving to live for each other.
The Guru in the coffin didn't sit up or move. He just looked at the sky and said two sentences: "The Mother of Silkworms has been discovered." "Close the coffin for me."
Author's note: PS: In the Cthulhu Mythos, the ancient ruler representing the plague has an appearance similar to a scorpion and is called Baoht Z'uqqa-mogg. Those interested can search for it.
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