The rat men are rickety, ugly, dank and sickly, with some human characteristics, but more like monsters.
The rat people on the island have been purified, and now these rat people are actually from other parts of the world.
They gave full play to the characteristics of the rat people, hiding in the cabins of ships, hiding deep in cargo containers, and risking drowning and suffocation to come to the northern archipelago just to witness this solemn scene in front of them.
The old video equipment showed the live slices of "Saint Sally", causing them to emerge from their hiding places one by one. In the end, about a hundred emaciated chinchillas gathered over.
It's like watching a dream movie. They sit side by side, staring at the scene in front of them with some eagerness and longing. Even if it is played on a loop, they don't feel bored at all.
Saint Sally has a flawless appearance, a melodious voice, and can make noises similar to those of a mouse.
"Zhizhi..."
"Sally—take us away—Sally—"
"Squeak!"
"Yes! Yes!" The rat people raised their heads, waved their arms constantly towards the image in front of them, and made a sharp voice, which surprised the people watching nearby.
Then there were the slender white rats and the powerful black rats. They looked around vigilantly. At first they were extremely surprised, squeaking and calling for the return of their kind, and then they themselves were also attracted by the audio and video of Saint Sally in the center.
attract.
Every rat wants redemption.
These mutated species of rats gradually gave up all other thoughts and staggered to sit behind their companions, the gray rats, silently watching the grand scene of Saint Sally, as if listening to a sermon.
Witnessing the glorious image of "Saint Sally" talking to them and smiling at them, these rat people were almost crazy, holding their hands in prayer, and chirping in a tone that was almost crying.
Outside this specially designed rat-catching field are the local residents of the Nisto community, more than 300 people in total, half of whom are armed with guns.
They stared at the rat-men in front of them, feeling nothing but disgust and hatred. Various hypotheses about the origin of the rat-men came to mind. They might be the creation of biochemical experiments, they might be the product of powerful magic, or they might be outright alien visitors.
It may also be caused by human changes.
It is said that some people live in the shadows, have no jobs, poor diet, are out of shape, and have no hope of advancement. Therefore, they have low interest and live by watching live idols every day... Such people will become rat people.
Rat in the gutter!
When such a terrible monster appears in front of them, most people first feel disgusted, and then they feel fearful. If they are unlucky, will they turn into rat-men?
Faced with such a hateful life, people in the community became increasingly anxious.
"kill!"
Someone shouted, and a rifle in the bushes started shooting. The bullets flew out and penetrated the skull of a big black rat. The sharp bullet penetrated the skull and slowly landed on the other end of the grass, dragging a bright red blood line.
The pheromones of their dead companions reverberated wildly deep in the skulls of the rat people like spiritual bombs. They panicked and jumped up from where they were, trying to escape.
They fled in all directions, running in all directions based on instinct, and in the eyes of the community residents who surrounded them, it was as if they were charging towards them.
Either out of hatred, fear, panic, or the need for self-defense, people kept shooting, bombarding them with full-power assault rifles, household semi-automatic weapons, and melta ray guns.
The flesh and blood of the rat people undulated and melted in the waves of flames.
The next day, news of the "Great Victory in Asakusa" appeared in the newspapers, and related news spread like wildfire.
The front pages of all online media are filled with reports about the Rat Man. The number of related photos, videos, videos and interviews is expanding exponentially, and the popularity has been pushed to the top of trending searches. On most streams,
In the media information software, the keyword #rat人# ranked first, just like the original rat plague in Aizu Castle.
The community residents who had participated in the battle were originally uneasy, with the screams of the Rat Man dying echoing in their minds. When reporters, self-media practitioners and professional reporters came in droves, they believed that they were heroes who saved society.
The hero's long-cherished wish is now fully realized.
Facing the interested interviewer, they talked freely.
"Yes, there are rat-men in Asakusa. They attacked the community brazenly last night and were repelled by us."
"The rat people thought we were easy to bully... Just like they killed the seven people in the original billiards shop, they got in and ate their brains. But last night we killed them all, haha!"
"They stole things, killed people, and robbed, which caused a very bad impact on the local area. Yesterday we couldn't bear it anymore and finally taught them a lesson."
"A rat-man charged at me angrily and wanted to kill me. I shot it in the chest at that time. In order to avoid the suspicion of advertising, I will not say which company's weapon I bought.
Already..."
"They killed seven people in our community. We originally wanted to kill seven rats to pay for their lives, but we didn't expect them to be bold enough to attack the community, so we had to kill them all."
"Under the terrible offensive of the Skaven... we defeated them, and we had no casualties. It was not easy."
Thanks to their achievements, the morale of the residents is high.
The reporters found that everyone they interviewed told a different version of last night's experience. They temporarily selected the most exciting and most worthy of publicity, and then let the writing AI mix and process it into a manuscript for readers.
After the morning, about 100 corpses of rat people were all dragged to another larger open space for storage. Residents of the local community had to discuss how to dispose of them, whether to burn them or sell them.
The most important thing is the three captured ratmen. They were stuffed into an indestructible alloy cage and placed near the mountain of corpses of their own kind, displayed as a kind of trophy.
Countless people flock to the square every minute just to take photos of the living rat-men as a lifelong souvenir.
They shrank, squatting down in the cage, covering themselves, afraid of everything, and terrified.
The surrounding area was crowded with onlookers, rushing to and fro.
…
On the other side, Yoshioka Mizuiro took several newly recruited witches to the witch club to do some work, and received a message from Sochi Spider on the way.
"Yoshioka, I went with the people from the Secret Bureau to rescue Xu Cheng and her animal friends. The Secret Bureau asked me to pass on a secret letter to you. The following words are true: There are traitors in the Nisto Scientific Research Department who are colluding with external forces. Recently,
The 'Rat Man' at the center of the storm did not kill the seven people at the original Fuji billiards shop. Those seven people actually died from the misuse of stamps. However, the N-003 laboratory of the Ministry of Science and Technology has acquired their bodies, harvested their organs, and traded them overseas.
, is actually a prohibited act. This matter is of great concern. All the officers inside and outside the Secret Guard Bureau worked hard to investigate the above information. Please keep it secret. Only after the Secret Guard Bureau and the Witch Department work together can we hope to find out the culprit. Verify the key
See attachment."
Mizuro Yoshioka couldn't help but stop walking in the corridor, and her upright face was cast into a haze. This is an extremely serious accusation. If every word is true, it will cause earth-shaking shocks within the company.
When the three new witches following behind saw this, they thought that Yoshioka Mizuki was doubtful about admitting them, so they couldn't help but ask: "I'm sorry... Sir, sir? Is there anything else we did wrong?"
The three witches were very nervous and were afraid of missing out on the great opportunity to join Nisto Company.
"No, it has nothing to do with you." Yoshioka Mizuiro sighed and led them to the Witch Club's office, preparing to follow the procedures and enter files for them.
At the door of the office, she pressed her fingerprint on the clock-in registration form, and the position of "Deputy Head of the Witch Department" on the rank form next to her immediately turned green.
Immediately afterwards, Yoshioka Mizuiro made another confused voice, "Huh?"
Why……
Why does the "Witch Club Chief" also have his lights on?
Yoshioka Mizuiro stopped at the door, and the three witches behind him were even more confused. They had just been reviewed by the council and were already at the doorstep. As long as they went in and completed the file entry, they would be able to join Nisto Company with honor.
Their eyes fell on Yoshioka Mizuiro, urging her invisibly.
Yoshioka Mizuiro swallowed as if she was being tortured.
She waved her hand tremblingly, and the glass door of the office automatically moved away.
The Witch Club's office occupies a vast area. Next to Yoshioka Mizuiro's small workstation, there is an extremely luxurious and luxurious giant workstation. On the large desk, all equipment and terminals are available, and a metal table is placed against the wall.
Filing cabinets and custom-made bookshelves in the same color.
Today was the first time Yoshioka Mizuro saw all the machines turned on, the first time he saw the dust-proof curtains on the bookcases being pulled open, and the first time he saw people on the seats.
A perfect witch sits quietly on a high-backed leather chair. She has beautiful features and soft eyes. She is wearing a black formal suit and a gold-patterned tie. She rests her elbows on the table and supports herself delicately with one hand.
half of the cheek.
When her innocent eyes fell on the four people at the entrance, the hair on Yoshioka's body stood up.
"F...Falosa...Sir..." Yoshioka Mizuro didn't dare to move.
Falosa showed a faint smile to Yoshioka Mizuro, and then her eyes fell on the three witches behind her.
"Who are they?" Falosa asked in a sweet voice.
It was the first time in their lives that these three witches had heard such a sweet voice, and it was also the first time in their lives that they had seen such a noble witch who looked up to them. They knew that this was the highest official in the witch department. They crossed the stunned Yoshioka Mizuro and paid their respects to Falosa.
"I'm sorry! My name is Yagi Yuuri, a low-level witch. My ability is to transfer the damage I have suffered to others!"
"I have met Mr. Minister! I am Hongo Risa. My magic power can move objects far apart to a certain extent. Although the distance is only two or three meters now, it will definitely grow in the future! I hope I can study well in the Witch Club.
!”
"Ah! That! My name is Rena, and I can temporarily make one of my fingers disappear..."
The witches spoke humbly about themselves to Falosa.
"They are the first batch of graduates from the college. They were very old when they entered school, and they hope to find jobs as soon as possible." Yoshioka Mizuiro added.
Falosa nodded, called them in front of her, and talked to them briefly.
When the three new witches saw Farosha's appearance for the first time, they were sometimes attracted by Farosha's gentleness and enthusiasm, and sometimes frightened by the subtle changes in her expression.
Yoshioka Mizuiro sat at his work station, entered their files, and then dismissed them.
"You seem surprised by my arrival." Farosha intertwined the fingers of her hands, pressed her beautiful chin on her fingers, and turned her head slightly in the direction of Yoshioka Mizuro.
"I...I didn't expect you to come. I didn't think you would come to the Witch Club in person." Yoshioka Mizuiro said with a wry smile.
"Do you think you know me well?"
Falosa's words almost frightened Yoshioka Mizuro out of his wits, and Yoshioka Mizuro also complained endlessly.
She secretly blamed the three witches for not coming to the company sooner or later. They just happened to come here today, which made her unfortunate enough to face Falosa.
"The most noble Lord Falosa, I have received news..." Yoshioka Mizuro forwarded the message from the Earth Spider to Falosa, intending to transfer Falosa's curiosity to the rat people, the mole and the secret keeper.
above the game.
After reading the news, Falosa looked at Yoshioka Mizuiro with kind eyes.
"It just so happens that I also need a gift before I can go to Jialongpo." Falosa said.
"Going to Jialongpo? You..."
"Because of some small misunderstandings, he left me and left me alone in a beautiful dream. After waking up from the dream, he failed to see my tears. This was a mistake, and I want to revise this
Wrong." Falosa said.
"You deserve everything in this world. This is not a compliment, but a recognition from the heart." Yoshioka Mizuiro said.
"Then let's go." Falosa stood up and took down a black coat from the coat rack.
Upon seeing this, Yoshioka Mizuro quickly secretly photographed the appearance of the coat and commissioned a clothing synthesis studio in Shangjing to deliver it to the designated location within 30 minutes. She had to wear the same uniform as Falosa-sama.
"The Secret Guard Bureau seems to have many smart operators." Falosa walked out, "Do we have any in the Witch Department?"
"Our Witch Club is full of talented people, and there are many talented people. It is definitely not comparable to the shabby Secret Guard Bureau." Yoshioka said.
"Then let these witches take action. These matters must be solved by witches. In the final analysis, this is all related to witches." Falosa said softly.
Or maybe it was an hallucination, Yoshioka Mizuro felt that when Falosa spoke, the air in the entire corridor was trembling slightly, forming countless micro-whirlwinds.
