The Little Prince in the Ossuary

Reminder: There was a slight mistake when I registered 22 consecutive entries. # Intermission, For those of you who haven't read Artificial Intelligence Mind (1), I'm sorry, but I would appreciate it if you could read it again for the last time.

# High Risk High Return, Paso Robles (10)

The house was blown away like a storm. Some of them were torn apart. Grumbling in melee patterns exerts overwhelming combat power. In three punches, three halves of single-story housing flew away.

Soldiers who went into the empty house in search of cover crawl out the other window in horror. In the meantime, some came out. There was a mutant in the house. I'm being dragged in. Scream. Blood splattered from the window. If bitten, it infects you. Even so, your life will be spared, but meaningless. Grumble breaks through the wall and the whole building collapses. A crumbling house pours out over the lives that are still alive. Crushed to death.

The shooting was useless. Immune to physical shock, he had no mouth or weakness. But if you get hit by a tram gun or a anti-tank missile, it will be crushed. Soldiers didn't have it right away.

Grumble breaks through the building and enters the search pattern. One of two actions that will be followed. If there is a weight in the hand, it is the throwing pattern, and if not, it is the sprinting pattern. Either way, he opens his mouth and screams.

There was a passenger car nearby. The grip of the creature grips the frame of the body. xxxxx

Sergeant Cohen, who saw the ballistic flight of the passenger car, trembled with horror.

“Is there really a way to deal with that? ”

Scattered guts and blood splattered on the side of the car. The creature that easily killed one person was attracted to the sound of the trailer speeding. A giant predator turns slowly. Two shapely eyes fixed over here.

“Tell me. Please…… ”

“Reverse.”

After leaving this note, Winter itself got out of the car. It's a long way from here. A handgun won't do any good. You can see the guy through the search pattern folding into a sprint pattern. You aim your rifle forward as winter bears it.

This type of attack is useless when the marksmanship is below the level. It's because of its slow aim and low accuracy. So if you catch it in the early stages of a lack of skills, experience points will be added. Achievements also exist in relation to.

[Grunting]

Tsk, tsk, tsk! Tudu!]

[Chuckles]]

A cheerful sound of bullets falling from the Tang Tang River. Five out of seven shots fired twice. A muzzled, staggering monster. Winter walks calmly, holding its grip and aiming, pulling the trigger every time he opens his mouth. A stunning accuracy after hitting a target between moves.

The fires of the sane are pouring out among the surviving soldiers. The creature does not look away. Physical resistance, it was inevitable anyway. Threatening opponents must be eliminated first. It was winter that caused the most damage.

Winter walked. I fired two more shots on the way. We're running low on ammo to contain common variants at the same time. You measure the distance with your eyes and stop about 5 meters away. Pick the clip from the grenade and pull the pin with your teeth.

The goal, the massive face, distorts uglily.

[Rrrrghhh!]

The grenade went straight down the black throat. The moment the man who doesn't know what he swallowed started the charge with his arms wide open.

[Pow!]

The creature flashes. The light that pierces the flesh. The giant expands instantaneously. A twitching beast. Vomiting blood and visceral fragments. Red tears flow from the ruptured eye. The sense of smell is still intact, so access is forbidden. Give another grenade to the agonizing roar in groggy state.

Boom. The hard body breaks out. In the open body in front of the esophagus, blood spills out like a small waterfall. Heavy vibration on your knees. The giant has lost his life like a powered machine.

Winter was satisfied with the experience gained. I think it's okay to bring one of the key skills up to the realm of genius. You didn't have to decide right away.

The first appearance makes it easier than I thought.

Five demented soldiers pour bullets onto the corpse. You don't notice the strain of infection that attacks you from behind. Mutants lured by Grumble's roar run like hungry dogs. There are two dangerous people. Winter flashed with both hands and crossed over to X.

“This one's dead! Behind! Behind you! ”

Between the streets, inside every corner of the building, stinking things. There were so many.

Rough engine sound at this point. Cohen's trailer has drifted away as winter instructed. You rush back, avoiding the obstacle, and then turn roughly. Kwaaaa, a vehicle that stands at the center of its turbulence and collapse. Cohen pushed his torso out of the driver's seat.

“What are you doing! You sons of bitches! Get in!”

Soldiers swarm in fearlessly. I think I got a butt on when I saw the car start rolling. Dump the gun and wrap it around your head. As I throw myself, I jump. The trailer was spacious enough. Even with five fallen soldiers, there is still room.

Cohen screams as he sees winter coming into the passenger seat.

“Yaaaahhhh! This is awesome! Kuhahahaha!”

The vehicle got off the road and ran between the houses. It's like the United States of America with no land left. There was enough room for the car to run through the building. Even if there is a fence in the garden, it is decorative. It's hard to stop the car. The car across the street diagonally stopped in front of the health center. I can hear the swearing words of those in the cargo compartment rolling around. When he heard that, Cohen laughed again. I was prepared to die in isolation until a few hours ago. After meeting some of my colleagues again, I also felt good.

I didn't need anyone else's help. Sergeant Ashford was able to walk on his own, and his weakness would have been gone by now. I go in alone in winter and drag them out. Staff sergeant, who grabbed his arm and grunted when he came out, regained his presence with his colleagues and disappeared in agony.

As winter boards, the car starts running again.

“I don't like to ignore that many. ”

I was a long way behind because I couldn't keep up with the pace of the car, but the hordes chase me in droves are ominous. A huge swarm in the distance behind you. I don't get tired easily because I'm out of humanity. Ask Sergeant Cohen.

“What are you going to do? ”

“There's a gas station over there. We pour oil and bake it. ”

“I love a head full of sheep shit! Okay, let's be cool! ”

Given the extent of the spread of the fire, it stopped at a much farther location. Even if you spray it carefully, the gas station was at risk of explosion.

Winter set out to set up a decoy. It means the radio that I had saved earlier. The fire broadcast frequencies from beyond the blockade line have been captured, so nothing but noise has been generated. I turned the volume up to maximum. Throw it into the remnants of the Humvee. Two able-bodied soldiers will cover you. The rest of you find some cover and lay down your weapons.

Sprinkle the oil. Clear gasoline soaks the road. The walnut drive was uphill north from Creston Road. At the crossroads, the gas station was slightly higher than where it was going to set fire. If it were low, it would have been difficult in many ways. Winter, which was determined to be heavily sown, put the main organs in place and asked for the soldiers.

“Can someone lend me a light? ”

“You don't need a cigarette? ”

A fierce joking soldier threw a paperback lighter in his arms at the request of winter. Winter waits for the mutants to jump onto the wet road. The time has come to throw a flint lighter. Gasoline is on fire.

Glug! The red flame and smoke are rising. The fire is burning. Unlike heavy oil or diesel, when you throw a match. Gasoline explodes when only sparks of vapor splash. It was such a headache that people were pushed away. My eyes hurt because it's too bright. I had to cover the light with one arm.

Black shadows dance on the blazing road. Discord between the sounds of fire and horror. The soldiers frown. Infectious variants protruding through light and smoke. It was an act of increasing the host, regardless of the burning body.

“Don't shoot. It's a waste of ammo.”

You don't have to listen to the words of winter just by looking at the ranks. However, they listened to the words of a very young boy.

Of course, I didn't have to shoot. Burning muscles contract spontaneously. So the suicidal always falls forward, and the burned human crouches like a fetus.

The same was true of the mutants. Black bodies boiling with the smell of roasted meat. I fall down and roll the floor as I was running. I lost weight.

Infectious variants are not involved in pain. If you run through the fire, it will be a threat. However, after the eye has been baked, the direction cannot be distinguished. The new jumps are the same as the first ones.

It was a terrible sight for the beholder. A dark shadow thumping in the gloomy light. It was like hell painted by fire. Human flesh, even if it has deteriorated. Screaming resembles humans. There's a boom boom mix. It was the leak of ammunition left in the Humvee debris.

Sometimes, however, it was the sound of the hot expanded body exploding like a balloon.

Those who had been guarded came close to me. Watch the colossal formations. One of the soldiers who was watching was stunned, painted a tiger and kissed the necklace on the cross.

Winter said.

“Let's go back. To those who wait. ”

Everyone accepts quietly. Survival joys, fatigue, relief, pale sadness, and more. The shadows of the flames spread in layers. I want you to take some food, but this is going to be a lot of trouble.

As the number of people increased, you cleared the roadblocks and drove all the way to the end. A day passed, but the gym felt like a few days had passed. I approached the back door and knocked.

The reason for opening the door was that I had been waiting for a while. She opened her eyes wide watching the winter when she took off her mask. I held her steady, then I hugged her.

“I was worried. I didn't think you'd come back.... ”

Sergeant Cohen whistles impertinently. But when she started to cry, this is not the face I wanted. She scratches her head beautifully.

Seven Americans pour in through the open gate. The evacuees were startled. Some even pointed a gun at him, but the weary Americans seemed to be bothered by it. Some sat down and sighed before even crossing the barricade. Cohen and sergeant Ashford flinch with their fists, and the rest of them pull out cigarettes and suck them out until their chests become lumpy.

There's nothing harmful to the player, but winter has cleared the way. It's because I hated the smell of my father's cigarettes that have been bleeding in my house ever since I was in my body.

The soldiers laugh at it. He was so violent, you said he was still young.

I hear clapping somewhere. The one who sent the lonely mane was a young student. Since the irregular meals and long indoor life made the skin whiter and paler, the child firmly clapped his hands with tears. His gaze was in the direction of winter.

The applause spread even more. There are a lot of compliments. The Americans got up and joined forces. Those who were conscious of the noise and reduced the sound could feel it even louder.

In the meantime, I'm really lonely. No matter how good the result, you cannot accept the process. I guess it's the same thing you shouldn't have done in the first place. You may feel defeated by the winter. It is also a feeling of defeat against minors.

Competitors' success is always hard on ambitious people.

Yura still grips one arm and sobs. Staff sergeant Ashford, one of the finest survivors of the United States military, is approaching. I pay my respects to see what's going on.

“I salute your courage. I owe him so much. ”

“It's not too late to say goodbye. ”

The quality of the favor you get for saving your life is good. It is largely due to the constant correction that does not decrease. It is offset only by the same constant correction. Unless he killed his family in front of his eyes or in front of them, the benefits he had now would always be alive.

After the sergeant returned to his colleagues, winter wiped Yura's tears with the edge of her clothes. A dirty face turns white along the tear marks.

Beauty is both a woman's weapon and a weakness. So many women in the camp didn't take care of themselves to protect themselves. Therefore, even if there are enough sanitation facilities, the community must be stable in order to be attracted to each other. Even if it's Yura right now, it's skin on her messy head. I had no idea what it would look like. After cleaning it up like this, I thought it would be pretty good to decorate it.

At the same time, a tone rang.

Spectator Quest awarded by SALHAE.

Anyone who watches the public broadcast can place a quest for the facilitator with virtual currency, Star . This is called the viewer quest. I silenced Yura and read the message with my own eyes. It was not a big deal.

SALHAE says: Write it down, Shepherd! Shhh! Shhh! Shhh!

The conditions were very simple. Sex with HYLA, no time limit, no detail goals. I could get 1,000 stars just by sleeping with her.

The boy thought of flowers waiting for the stars for a moment.

I started broadcasting because I wanted to, but I still can't get rid of the objection.

‘A little more, let's relax……. ’

The boy refused the quest.

It was already too late to come in, so the sunset came soon. The fear of the crowd is quite low. The exaggerated tale spread through the soldiers made students look up to the boy and had a small impact on the adults. Penalties for minors are meaningless at this point.

"AI Help (Insight Grade 10/Detection Grade 10): Now people think you are the only one who can help them. You are the spiritual pillar of the temporary community that people have formed here, and staying together reduces fear of the air. With your insight, the fear of the crowd at this point is 19% and 2.8% minus the margin of error.

Winter pondered the distribution of new experience points.

Insights or awareness, key skills in the leadership family, were worthwhile to invest experience points due to their high frequency of use. Other technology for facilitating movement in many obstacles is also rated up to Grade 5. High interworking efficiency with other technologies.

Learn Throwing and Shooting Skills from Combat Skills. Grade 5, respectively. Throwing is a preparation for more grenades in the future. It will also help when throwing knives.

In the case of marksmanship, most ranged combat skills such as personalization skills, neutralization skills, and archery skills are extensively enhanced. Instead, there is a lot of experience consumption and relatively little effect.

Here, "Personalization Skills" shall be graded up to 11 grades, entering the realm of genius. It was unrivaled even at the end of the world.

Winter, when the skill adjustment was finished to allow for extra experience, accelerated the time. After returning to the camp, there will be an additional reward for completing the Resident Relief Mission. You can adjust it again then.

At dawn, the earth cried out. The time acceleration will automatically turn off.

Waving the ground was the sound of a helicopter rotor spinning. At the same time, there is a radio out looking for survivors. Sergeant Ashford, who exchanged his gaze for winter, grabbed the radio and responded.

I heard that an attack helicopter appeared because of reports of special variants. Most U.S. air power is busy with blockade operations, fire-support operations, and supply air operations for other camps. It must have been unusual for four assault helicopters to arrive. The pilot said it was his mission to obtain a sample of special variants. To this end, CDC and federal public health services troops and large transport helicopters followed.

I defeated two individuals with magnetism from this side, but when I told them I didn't know if there were more, I was surprised. My voice changed right away. The Reading Method was utilized upon request for a location. Approximate defence and distance were advised based on the gym.

The assault helicopters and Apache squadrons scoured the city, clearing out the infected variants, and determined that no more specialized variants existed. The rescue mission was completely terminated after the new arrival of Bravo troops from the camp.

A procession of vehicles rises north along the road. A squadron of assault helicopters has been escorting you. From a distance, a group of mutants who saw the procession ran like crazy. Then two Apaches turned to hovering and poured out machine guns.

[Tutatata!]

This crabby attack helicopter, which sucks up more than 70 gallons of air oil per hour, exhibited that much destructive power. Releases 10 high explosives per second. One shot is more powerful than a grenade.

Pupperfoot! Pupperfoot!

The sight of thunder and smoke racing in a straight line. It was truly spectacular.

As the procession enters the visible distance of the camp, the helicopter squadrons scatter in all directions. Destroys a visible faction of mutants and disappears into the distance. Distributed movement for safety. If you return immediately near the camp, the enormous noise will bring mutants to the camp.

Artwork Reviews

1. The existence of TOM institutions is still a hypothesis phase. There may be such an institution in the human cognitive makeup, but we don't know where it is or what it looks like. You can just think of it as a hypothesis.

2. By the time I started this novel, I didn't expect it to be this popular. Hmm.

If this novel is really interesting, recommend it to people around you.

For example, go up to the cute one and say, "Hello? Hahaha. I'll show you a fun novel, so why don't you come with me for a while?" in a way...

I don't think so.