Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Two teams of purifiers and sweepers are confronting each other in a light-shaking alert line.

Although under the same heretical interrogation bureau, a purification directed against monsters, a sweep directed against demons, there are often demons, in turn, where demons exist, there must also be a large number of objects contaminated with demons, so the scope of work of purifiers and sweepers overlaps, and for the question of authority and command, there can be conflicts - they are not “worker bees” without the ability to think autonomously. In the course of long-term contact with monsters and demons, they are more or less affected, producing things similar to thoughts and emotions, at least, to simulate similar things with computational force for work needs.

However, seeing Chu Dawn emerge, the argument between the purifier and the sweeper stopped instantly, instead of staring at her with a very strange eye, as if she were some kind of alien... covered in viruses.

Chu Zhiqiao had long been accustomed to such a look.

She pulled the cordon and headed straight for the bloodiest spot.

“Major Chu--”

A sweeper came up stiff to intercept, “It's just a routine ‘ghost eater incident', there are already four or five teams of purifiers and sweepers here, it seems like you don't have to bother... is the Night Fork team entertaining? ”

“Regular ‘Corpse Ghost Incident'? ”

Chu Zhiqiao didn't even look at the sweeper, cold ice, “The conventional ghost outbreak was not so fast. In just 24 hours, thousands of ghosts were born. Even the priesthood of the most benevolent tribe was involved. This is not the situation you can deal with, go away. ”

She reached out and wanted to push away the purifier in front of her.

But before her hands touched each other, they jumped like electric shocks.

Deep in Chu Zhiqiao's eyes, he swung a slight wave, no expression on his face, and walked forward.

Both the purifiers and sweepers in front seemed to have been separated by the rock, automatically giving her a path to the first scene of the bloodshed.

This is a mixing chamber of combustion aids, in a small semi-open chamber, lying about ten corpses, all with visible traces of beast bites on their throats, arms and even chests. The most tragic corpse was even emptied of five dirty corpses, and ribs poked into the dome like broken spears.

The scene was bloody and disgusting, but her eyelashes didn't tremble, even halfway down, and her indifferent eyes swept through all the crippled corpses. Thick-bottomed military boots stepped past carelessly in the bloodbath, one footprint at a time, and walked towards the cabin behind her.

In the back compartment, it seemed to be holding a fierce beast, constantly making brutal roars, and the sound of a "hunch” impact, thick up to a few inches of the cabin wall, all bumped out by it.

“How's it going," Ghoul "? ”

Chu Zhiqiao had not yet entered the second compartment and suddenly asked.

“Yes, it is true that the Taotie virus has been hit and turned into a pathetic carnivore, and in terms of their increased power and ferocity, an upgraded version of the Taotie virus, infectious, lethal and threatening, has increased dramatically. ”

In the second compartment, there was an unusually thick sound.

If a man's face is determined by his voice, the owner of that voice must be a handsome and beautiful man.

However, from the look on the face of the surrounding purifiers and sweepers and the attitude of the imminent enemy, only ten seconds ago, there was no one in the second compartment.

When Chu Zhiqiao walked into the second compartment, the first thing he saw was tied to death by a thick chain of arms, sealed at the end of the corner... weirdo.

It -- he still wears a shattered battleship uniform, but the skin beneath the uniform has turned a rolling dark red color, a thick blush bulging from his limbs to his abdomen, swelling his abdomen deformities, like a pregnant woman in October of pregnancy.

His cloudy eyes had no more half-decent taste of piety and obedience, but seemed to degenerate into a hungry beast, whose brain was completely occupied by primitive desires, teeth grinding, and water spraying out.

Looking at the way he coveted three feet, he seemed very interested in the "fleshy fragrance” emanating from Chu Zhiqiao. He wanted to jump up and bite, but he had to be tied up by a chain. He couldn't escape the general struggle. He was in a hurry to get mad and scream. He hit his head against the steel plate of the cabin wall, his head broken and his head collapsed.

A scalping scene is happening!

After he hit the bulk of plasma on the cabin wall, he was actually attracted by the smell of his own blood, stretched out his tongue, licked his own blood with unrivalled greed greed, licked every drop of blood clean, unsatisfied, dumped his head again, “Yi”, hit the wall heavily, hit out of the bulk of plasma, continued licking.

Looks like, if nobody stops him, he can just keep banging and licking until he crashes himself to death or swallows himself up alive!

Any normal person who sees such a strange scene should scream.

But the two men in this compartment, apart from the monster, whether “Major” Chu Xiao or another middle-aged man with a crown jade and a sight like a star, more “handsome” than his voice, are 18,000 miles from the “normal human standard” of the three forces of the Alliance, the Federation and the Empire.

Chu Zhiqiao only glanced at the “Corpse Eater” and lost interest. He turned his head and looked handsome. A beautiful, middle-aged man with long hair - this gentleman is one of the four core members of the Night Fork Squad. He joined the Alliance's Fairy Fixer, the "Black Dream” Cloud Heart, in a clear and complete state of mind.

“I've just snuck into this guy's brain, and I've seen what's happened in the power compartment in the last 24 hours, really typical of a Taotie virus outbreak, but faster and more violent than ever. ”

Between the eyes of Yunhai, always haunting a faint black mist, hiding his true eyes and emotions in black fantasies, he said, "And one of the three priests on the Chasing Light has indeed mutated into a 'ghost eater', the Taotivirus of the past, but not so deadly infectious, even your most 'holy’, most 'determined’ priestly class, the most virtuous of the church, have become its slaves, haha! ”

Chu Zhiqiao ignored the unveiled irony in Yunhai's words and fell into contemplation.

Only in the last year or two has the Taotie virus spread widely across the Alliance's planets and fleets, not a real virus, but a "psychotropic drug” that acts directly on the human brain.

Compared to the “Demon Man” of the Real Human Empire, the Allies possess fantastic ECI and EEG resonance, opening their brains regularly every morning and evening, bathing in the holy light, including a large number of simple commands, all transmitted directly through EEG waves.

Such communication and social structures also mean that their brains are more fragile, more vulnerable to intrusion and interference from generations of tested intentions, and that, as long as the brain of one of the Allies is intruded, at the Holy Light ceremony, everyone opens their brains, with a high risk of cross-infection, evolving into massive emotional and viral outbreaks.

“Taotie virus" is a psychotropic drug that acts directly on the brain and stimulates the primitive desire of the divine soul, more precisely, it stimulates the “appetite” of humans.

When this clandestine and deadly psychotropic drug is implanted in the human brain through a spiritual net or electrocardiovascular induction or direct hypnosis, it opens the appetite of the Allies that has been suppressed for a long time.

At first, Taotivirus cheats people's taste buds and taste nerves, giving them the taste of dragon liver phoenix from synthetic foods like chewing wax, and the flavor of delicious dishes.

It is conceivable that for a saintly ally who drank a slurry that had no smell in his lifetime, the feeling of a sudden explosion of this taste bud was how soul-eating the bones felt.

These poor saint allies are often captured by the Taotivirus in an instant and become slaves to appetite, but like all drugs, this psychotropic drug also has a growing “but addictive” problem: the deeper they eat, the deeper they get, the more they eat, the less satisfied, the more they eat, the more food they eat, and finally, the stimulation of the psychotropic drug gradually fades away, no matter how many synthetic foods they eat, they cannot taste a little more sweet and delicious from it, and at this time, the people whose mouths have been spoiled by the Taotivirus can no longer tolerate the monotonous taste of synthetic foods.

By this time, their faith in the gods and their awe of the Supreme Superior had long been destroyed and devoured by their bellies, and they had no choice but to find something fresher and sweeter - real food, not a sticky excrement - despite all the rules and precepts!

Unfortunately, on the vast majority of resource-poor planets and ships, especially within the reach of the underlying "worker bees” and “troopers", there is only one thing that can be described as "fresh food”.

That's each other's flesh and blood.

So, "The Ghoul” was born.

The brain is deeply eroded and paralyzed by the Taotie virus, and consciousness is controlled by a strong appetite, biting at the sight of man, eating at the sight of flesh, sucking blood, chewing bones, eating guts, and gaining unparalleled pleasure in the bloody swallowing - this is the typical image of the tragic victim of the Taotie virus, the carnivore.

There is no doubt that the Taotie Virus was created by the new chief of the Divine Heart, the Puppet King, to subvert the evil weapon of the Alliance.

And in just one year, the Puppet King is constantly transforming and upgrading the destructive power of the Taotie Virus.

From initially just a huge increase in appetite, bloodthirsty, to then instantly detonating the body's adrenaline secretion, which burns out decades of vitality in a short time, turning people into powerful, fast, sharp monsters with sharp claw teeth, a shocking "carnivore outbreak" is the masterpiece of the Puppet King.