Uplifting Journey

Under normal circumstances, the ability of a substitute largely represents the potential will of its owner. The ontology will unconsciously add restrictions based on its own concepts and cognition to the substitute. After getting used to it, that's probably it.

Then, what kind of person would a stand-in who can spread special fungi to infect living organisms indiscriminately, and use living corpses as a breeding ground for fungal replication and spread to create a terrifying plague?

"It's great, it's great! A whole city! What an unprecedented event! My 'Youth Years' is indeed the best stand-in! Hahaha."

In the sky at dusk, inside a helicopter with no outer doors on both sides of the back seat, a man in his thirties with dark green hair and more than ten braids sticks out his upper body in a white coat and looks at the fireworks everywhere below. In the rising city, the lips dyed purple are raised and grinned exaggeratedly.

The loud noise produced by the propeller stirring the air could not suppress the crazy laughter of the man with strange makeup. Behind him was a bloated green figure floating there quietly, and the mushroom-like structure above his head was covered with tiny poisonous gas nozzles. , Fungal dust that is hard to distinguish with the naked eye is spraying out from it, scattering towards the city below like snowflakes.

In the screaming city, green fungus crazily erodes the human body like foam that is constantly surging, and the fleeing people are "burned" into large pieces within a few breaths, and are sent to the next It was completely engulfed in green for a moment, turning into countless fungi that were hard to distinguish with the naked eye and blended into the wind, attacking the life further away.

The green disaster, which has caused an exponential increase in the number of lives, soon swept across the entire city. Countless vehicles collided, squeezed, and exploded on the road, and human wailing surged like a wave among tall buildings.

After the first wave of the terrifying plague swept past, most of the human beings in the city were killed or injured. The rest of the people, either relying on luck, or being smart and keen enough, discovered some laws of this green plague, and barely survived. come down—

The erosion rate can be reduced by moving the body still, moving to a higher place will eliminate the erosion, and moving to a lower place will speed up the erosion

The weird rules that are triggered even when standing up and squatting down are so clear, the people who are still alive are desperately climbing towards a higher position in the city in order to reduce the erosion of the terrifying plague.

"Hello!" The green-haired man named Chocolat, who caused the horrific tragedy in the helicopter far exceeding the tallest building in the city, turned his head and glanced at the driver's seat, his eyes full of dissatisfaction. Frantic desire, "Lower the flying altitude a bit, so that I can't see the desperate expressions of those people below!"

The pilot wearing a thick combat uniform and a flying helmet turned his head and stared at Chocolat. With his face hidden under the dark shield, he said coldly with a hint of immature youthful voice: "Mr. Chocolat, Please stop doing unnecessary things, if the height is too low, you may be counterattacked by 'them'."

"Hey" Chocolat withdrew his body protruding in mid-air, stepped to the driver's seat, leaned down and tilted his head to look at the driver's blurred face, and tapped the driver's helmet maliciously with his right hand , "I don't care if the BOSS tells you to follow me after sending the message, whether it is to monitor me or has other intentions

"But you'd better not get in my way, you don't have the right to tell me what to do - don't you think I won't dare to kill you because you are the BOSS's cronies?"

Terrible fungal dust lingers in the cab, as long as Joe Colat has a thought, his youth will let go of the restrictions and turn the driver into dust.

Stared at by the stand-in "Youthful Years" who spread fungi through the vents on his head all the time, the helicopter pilot was silent for a while. He didn't think that this crazy guy, Chocolat, dared to do anything to him-even if he was holding the controls of the helicopter now pole.

The pilot stabilized the helicopter and turned sideways. The long crimson hair extending from under the helmet into the collar disappeared in a flash: "Jocolat, do you want to betray the organization and the boss?"

"Betrayal? No, no, no, how could I betray?" The murderous look in his eyes withdrew, and Chocolat stood up straight and shrugged, "The boss who issued such an order and the organization that gave such an opportunity are really It's so interesting! If the BOSS can even suppress this matter, maybe I will dedicate my loyalty wholeheartedly."

As an evil doctor with distorted views, who dissected the human body since he was a child, and took pleasure in watching the desperate expressions of others before death as an adult, Chocolat has a great understanding of "enthusiasm", which unscrupulously stretches out its tentacles to all fields, and constantly deforms and expands The monster organization does have a little bit of approval——

A convenient shelter that can solve a lot of troubles and trivial things with one click like a flush toilet.

At least after joining the organization, he did enjoy a lot of convenience, whether it was money, equipment, aftermath, or various experiments and entertainment materials.

Therefore, he doesn't mind executing some orders from the boss to deal with some little mice while having fun.

"...I hope you haven't forgotten the boss's order," the driver turned his body back, "Risut and the others are not easy to deal with, are you sure this can kill them?"

Chocolat snorted softly. He tore off the binoculars on the fixed mount next to him, and returned to the side door of the helicopter, held up the binoculars and glanced around:

".The fungi that use this city as a breeding ground have already passed the critical point of concentration, and all organic matter cannot escape the end of destruction. As long as those little mice stay in the city, they will be corroded by increasingly powerful fungi sooner or later. .”

Looking across all the high points in the city, Chocolat frowned——

Except for people like the helicopter pilot and himself who were designated by substitutes to avoid harm, people in the city can only reduce the harm caused by youth by constantly going to higher places. At this moment, most of the survivors are in the They lingered on the rooftops of various buildings, but among these people, there were no traitors mentioned in the materials.

The BOSS did not explain the whole story clearly in the order, and Chocolat was not interested in these, but he still carefully browsed the information related to the mission goal——

He is a lunatic with distorted three views, but he is not stupid.

The abilities of the substitutes are all kinds of strange, and the battle between the substitute messengers can be regarded as an intelligence war to a large extent. Since he has some information about the other party, he will naturally target on this basis.

It can be said that after a trial, he sacrificed the whole city without hesitation to push his stand-in ability to the peak, largely because of his fear of those targets—sneaking into the city in batches and attacking the enthusiasm of the city. The original assassination team of the organization branch and affiliated forces and the traitors they swept up, the substitute ability is indeed extremely threatening.

But they, or most of the stand-in messengers, have a fairly clear flaw-the range of the stand-in and its abilities.

Except for special types of stand-ins such as automatic tracking, the abilities of most stand-ins are only limited to the five senses of the body. No matter how far-reaching the scope of influence is, it is difficult to match the restrictions of youth and sacrifice a city, far surpassing nuclear weapons. range of terror.

There are still organisms that can survive on the edge of the nuclear explosion, but in the face of the pervasive green plague, not even a single cell in the depths of the earth can survive.

"That fellow Sai Ke, what the hell are you doing?" After putting down the binoculars, Chocolat took out a walkie-talkie and adjusted it, but only the abnormally noisy electrical sound remained in the channel that was originally connected to his partner.

While launching his ability to attack the city, Chocolat also asked a companion who had been with him for a long time before joining the organization and who had the ability to liquefy the earth to sneak into the city and wait for an opportunity.

On the helicopter occupying the commanding heights, there is no way to confirm the status of those rats, and Sai Ke’s ability can be used to sink the enemy’s location, and cooperate with the fungus to form a wave of rapid erosion attacks. It is naturally a good choice for him to track and kill those rats .

Of course, what Qiao Kelat expects more is that Sai Ke, who is carrying a video camera, can record the desperate expressions of those mice when they are on the verge of death, so that he can derive some happiness from it when he returns.

But now it seems that Sai Ke probably had an accident.

Realizing the possibility of his companion's mistake, Chocolat's face contorted for a moment, but then he laughed: "Really, such a well-behaved dog, it would be very troublesome to lose me."

You two trash, it’s a good thing you’re dead, right? Tobio, who was sitting on the cockpit of the helicopter, glanced sideways at Chocolat, and then he turned his head to stare at the faint coastline in the distance, listening to what only he could hear. Hidden Feedback fell into deep thought——

He made the decision to activate Chocolat. Although he understood this guy's inferior nature after being prompted by the boss, he still underestimated the extent of the opponent's madness. However, as long as it doesn't affect the mission given by the boss.

No matter how rubbish Chocolat is, his ability is still irreplaceably superior——

Although it is very important to solve the attack and erosion of the organization by the original assassination team, it is not the most important thing on this trip, because with the resources at hand of the BOSS, there are countless ways to deal with these guys.

The real threat is actually the terrifying ability to erode and control the enemy displayed by those traitors in the battle and contact - through the active or passive "sacrifice" of a large number of organization members, Tobio and the others knew this strange The essence of the ability is a terrible cell derived from the mysterious person Cheng Bin.

Tobio's main purpose of this trip is to use the ability of some special auxiliary stand-in messengers to work around him, and to secretly observe the reaction of Chocolat's stand-in "Youth Years" when it comes into contact with this terrible cell.

The result is not bad - "fungus" is just an illusion of power, the sacrifice of the youthful years of the city to push the power to the peak, it has absolute lethality to any organic matter, no matter what kind of organism is used as the carrier of that mysterious cell , are unable to resist the green plague created by the substitute.

After collecting enough data, Tobio has a general understanding of the ability of the person behind Risut and the others—the unknown is terrifying, and only when they know the nature of the opponent's ability to control humans can they make a correct response .

As long as you know enough information, even Qiaocolat's youthful years are not worth mentioning in front of the power given to him by the BOSS at this distance. In terms of microscopic erosion, it is not as good as the mysterious cells of youthful years. Most of the post-threat nature has gone.

"So, will you come over?" Tobio's eyes flickered as he looked at the coastline—I have to say that the scene of the pale giant and the fleshy tentacles BIG, which he saw with the help of the auxiliary stand-in messenger, was Cthulhu's style of painting. The battle, indeed brought him a lot of psychological pressure

The ability to deal with the enemy is one thing, but to win is another, if the enemy is not an ordinary human being.

It's really hard to imagine how human hands can defeat that kind of monster. Shouldn't the boss consider retreating temporarily?