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Chapter Four Genocide(1/2)

In the dim room, there were only the slight sound of chewing.

Zhou Yunlan sat on the bed without any hesitation, bit off a small piece of the cold sesame cake in her hand, chewed it hard for more than a dozen bites, and then swallowed it into her belly.

After a night of sleep, everything I had last night seemed like a dream.

But the blood stains on the clothes, the room that was "limited" now, and the black square objects on the table next to him, all showed him that it was true.

"Cough~Cough~!"

Not paying attention for a moment, Zhou Yunlan's throat was blocked by a small piece of sesame cake.

She quickly picked up the water bag next to her, opened it and poured water into her mouth, slapped her chest with a knife, and then swallowed the blocked sesame cake and put it down, feeling like she had a life after a disaster.

Looking at the Shaobing beside the bed, she lost interest and looked up at Jiang Ren.

"What the hell is this senior?"

Zhou Yunlan was a little confused about the senior who killed all directions last night.

It was said to be a taboo, but he was able to have rationality and could kill people on his own. He even brought himself with him when he ran away and asked him about Master Nie.

"Is it... a body-taking?"

Zhou Yunlan remembered the stories told by the older generation in the meeting.

According to legend, before the spiritual energy is polluted, powerful monks have the ability to change the world. Some of the strong men will not fall into death even if their bodies are crushed. As long as they find a suitable creature, they can take away their bodies and revive them.

Could it be that the senior was a master of the same age as Master Nie. Before Master Nie disappeared, he fell accidentally and did not succeed in taking over his body and recovering until recently?

After thinking about it, Zhou Yunlan felt something was wrong again.

Therefore, it is said that the target of taking over the body must be a person, but the predecessors are now taboos.

Zhou Yunlan found that she couldn't figure it out, so she picked up the pancake and started gnawing again. Looking at Jiang Ren, she shouted in a terrible way: "Senior?"

"What's the matter?" Jiang Ren spoke.

"Ah... it's okay."

Zhou Yunlan waved her hand quickly, her expression a little panicked.

Seeing this, Jiang Ren was not concerned about it either.

Zhou Yunlan slowly chewed the pancakes again. After a stick of incense, she unconsciously turned her eyes to Jiang Ren: "Senior?"

"Is there something wrong?" Jiang Ren said.

Zhou Yunlan waved her hand again: "It's okay, I just want to shout."

Jiang Ren: "..."

After a while, Zhou Yunlan finished eating the sesame cake and couldn't help looking at Jiang Ren: "Previous..."

Bang!

A bead hit Zhou Yunlan's forehead and knocked her head unconsciously backwards.

Zhou Yunlan exclaimed softly, covered the slightly red round mark on her forehead, and said pitifully: "Senior, why did you hit me?"

"Don't call me if you're okay, just go to bed if you're bored."

Jiang Ren was a little helpless and said, "Don't forget, we will go to the Resuscitation Club branch tomorrow."

After learning about the world last night, he discussed with Zhou Yunlan and asked him to lead the way to the Restoration Association branch tomorrow.

The reason why I didn’t set out today is because I wanted to be familiar with the four talents that brought into this world.

"sorry."

Zhou Yunlan lowered her head and stopped talking.

When she talked about the Recovery Association division, she thought of her friends who died last night, and her emotions became depressed.

Jiang Ren glanced at him, without any sign of comfort.

He is not the Virgin, nor is he a nanny. It is already the greatest kindness to rescue the other party, and opening and comforting have nothing to do with him.

【Name: Jiang Ren】

【Race: Institution/Tao】

【Energy: 142】

[Talent: War Fortress, Flesh Devourer, Molten Core, Terminator]

This mechanical body has no sense of smell or touch, but it gives Jiang Ren a keen and blind spot-free vision.

"War Fortress" allows him to transform a killer weapon anytime and anywhere, from a toy gun without lethality to the top thermal weapon overlord, the only limit is energy.

However, the "Flesh and Blood Devourer" can make up for the problem of insufficient energy.

Any creature with flesh and blood can be swallowed by him and converted into pure energy, and there are no side effects at all because of the mechanical body.

"The four talents, two of them alone are not weak, but they are still not enough."

"The main combat system of the imperial people who enslaved the indigenous peoples is derived from the humans who control the taboos."

"Their strength is closely related to taboos."

"There are many kinds of taboo species, which may be a piece of paper, a pair of scissors, a pair of glasses, or a shield, a crown, or a book."

"The strength and effect of the ability of the taboo object are also very different."

"The weak can't kill even an ant, and the powerful can easily destroy a city with a population of millions."

"And unlike monks who need to practice according to class to gradually become stronger. Some taboos with powerful effects can be mastered by even a young child."

“The only good news.”

"Probably the stronger the taboo, the greater the usage restrictions."

"It's the same. The largest resurgence meeting of the secretly rebellious organization has experienced countless encirclements and suppressions over the years, and is still living well like a young hero who cannot be beaten."

Despite this, Jiang Ren still did not let go of his vigilance.

It is not scary to be strong in the enemy. What is scary is that he does not understand the enemy's abilities. He does not know whether he can resist those taboos with all kinds of abilities.

When he swallowed flesh and blood last night, he also collected several taboo items and wanted to try out the ability of the taboo items.

I don't want his mechanical body to be completely useless.

Since I got other people's weapons, but I couldn't use them, it's really a helpless feeling.

“Not yet?”

In the Earl's Mansion like a castle, Earl Sunak looked at the half-kneeling person in front of him with a cold look.

The first combat power under his rule was the Great Knight Bobby.

Bobby lowered his head: "I am unable to search, so please punish him!"

Sunak, who was sitting in the chair, did not speak, closed his eyes and leaned back, and after a long time, he spoke: "Get up, how about the city gate?"

Bobby stood up and said seriously: "I received the news last night that my subordinates immediately brought people to block the city gate, and could only enter but not exit. So far, no one has left the city."

"That's good, the murderer must be still in the city."

Sunak opened his eyes and a fierce look flashed through it: "I have contacted Marquis Jeremy, and at the latest, I will get the murderer's place until night falls."

Bobby was a little surprised when he heard the words of the Earl: "I heard that the taboo of Marquis Jeremy was extremely restricted. Not only can it be opened every six months, but it also costs a considerable price to be paid for every use?"

"good."

Sunak's head tilted back slightly and sneered: "That taboo is a mutated compass. Every time he uses it, it must be applied to the blood of a thousand babies under one year old."

Bobby didn't say anything more.

He knew the half-year limit and the pain of a thousand babies, both of which showed that the Earl would have to pay a considerable price to let Marquis Jeremy use the taboo.

In fact, it's more than that.

Marquis Jeremy is at least dozens of kilometers away from here. The Earl may have used a lot of resources to contact him in such a short time.

"Wait until the thugs who assassinated my son are cleared out."

Sunak stroked the golden ring on his index finger and said coldly: "It's time to attack those inferior people."

Hearing this sentence, Bobby hesitated: "Sir Earl, the inferior people have many roles. If they are cleaned up, many things may be done by our imperial citizens."

"I'm not talking about cleaning up." Sunak.

Bobby wondered: "That Count, what do you mean?"

"You also know that after ten years of combat, the number of inferior people is less than one-tenth of what we first came to this world, but even so, their number is still nine to ten times that of ours."

"The absolute advantage in numbers, coupled with the resistance consciousness contained in their bloodlines, lack of faith and awe, may turn into a powder barrel if you are not careful. If you cannot use it, you will hurt us."

"So, after more than ten years of research, the upper class of the empire drafted a plan to remove threats from inferior people."

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Seeing that Bobby was curious, Sunak continued without waiting for him to ask, "It will be implemented soon, so it doesn't matter to tell you. One of them is to order all men to cut off their long hair, and they should not be more than an inch of hair.

If you don't have a head left, you can't leave your head."
To be continued...
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