Mysterious Life Simulator

Chapter 22 Outliers: Painted Skin

Extreme fear filled George's body and mind, and the temperature of his body surface suddenly rose, and even the increasingly fierce rainstorm could not cool it down.

The icy water trickled down the folds of the raincoat and hit the outer unit of the air conditioner under George's feet.

With his left hand in his bosom, he tightly held the handle of the dagger.

"Uncle, why don't you turn around and look at me?"

"It's impolite for Dad not to stare at people when he's talking."

"Uncle, you look so ugly, you are different from us."

"uncle……"

Something touched George's back, gliding along the texture of his muscles under the impact of the rain.

He tilted his head slowly.

Use the corner of your eye to see what is behind you.

But only see the huge shadow under the rain.

"Uncle, what are you looking at?"

"you will not……"

"...Is he a bad guy?"

The little girl's voice suddenly became rough and hoarse, as if a hot coal had been stuffed into her throat.

It's like biting steel between its teeth, bursting out a harsh and fierce sound.

【boom! ! 】

Close at hand.

The two heads in the window in front of George were suddenly carried forward by their arms, so that their pale faces were pressed against the glass.

Their faces were squeezed and deformed, and the eyeballs that almost popped out of their sockets were fixed on George.

【Swish! 】

With force under his feet, the air-conditioning unit was completely overturned by the huge force, and George fell down.

During this process, he pushed his left elbow back, causing the things behind him to retreat in pain, and swiped back fiercely with his right hand, the sharp short knife easily cut off the things that walked along his muscle texture.

【boom--】

George fell heavily into the stagnant water, and he didn't have time to see what was attacking him, so he hid in the shadow of the store in the way of a carp rolling.

Only then did he look up at the thing that was whining after suffering.

That is……

Skin!
A hollowed out human skin!
Not one piece, dozens or even hundreds of naked human skins floated in the rain, and a bunch of twisted, sticky and slippery slug-like creatures could be seen in the empty eye sockets.

They appeared out of nowhere, and floated silently behind George, silent and disturbing from the one at the front.

All are...children's human skin.

There are at least forty or fifty.

The face of the human skin is covered with blush that cannot be washed away, the skin color is as pale as a piece of paper, and there is a seemingly innocent childlike smile on each face.

If it weren't for the huge slits stretching from their jaws down to their crotch, George could see a shallow layer of slug-like creatures wriggling inside the human skin through these slits, and he would have thought they were really alive people.

【Boom! ! ! 】

Thunder roars.

The light of the lightning illuminated the seemingly eternal and unchanging terrifying expressions on the faces of these human skins, and one after another slugs crawled in and out from their eye sockets, nostrils or ears.

These skins were ripped off from the children, and they were probably less than ten years old when they were alive.

George leaned his back against the solid wall vigilantly, the dagger in his hand across his chest.

These human skins suddenly turned their perforated eye sockets towards him in unison, and there were voices that were so neat that they could almost be recognized as the same person came from their unknown vocal organs——

"Uncle, are you a bad person?"

"Dad told me to be careful of bad guys."

"Uncle, do you want to sit at home?"

"uncle!"

"uncle……"

"Why are you here?"

"Uncle, are you here to save my daughter?"

"My daughter is afraid, uncle, there are bad people bullying her."

"Uncle, why didn't you come earlier."

"You are also a bad person..."

……

They're making these unsettling, dizzying noises as they slowly move towards George as though they're being blown by the wind.

Surrounded from all sides.

With his arms stretched forward, countless slugs stuck their heads out from the gaps in the skin.

George's Adam's apple rolled.

He moved his body cautiously, and the raindrops splashed huge splashes in the stagnant water, and the splashes fell on his feet again.

"What are you?"

Dozens of skins did not answer, and they were still moving slowly. George had no way to leave.

"How did you show up?"

Still no response.

Their vocal organs are still talking endlessly incomprehensible words.

Like a child... in some kind of danger and longing for someone to rescue him.

Are they related to the appearance of Extremis believers?

Perhaps the answer is within reach.

Suddenly, the system detected the information of these things.

[Alien: Painted Skin]

[Level 1 heterogeneous.

Evaluation: Very weak species, even an ordinary person can handle it, but you must be careful of the "deceitful sons" parasitic in their bodies.

Remarks: Are you really sure that you want to see those desperate truths?
Weaknesses: strong light, high temperature. 】

A very weak alien?
George was slightly relieved.

He can't even deal with a believer alone now.

【boom! ! 】

George smashed open the glass of the fire cabinet beside him with the handle of the knife, and reached in with his right hand to hold the top of a fire extinguisher.

Since the birth of human beings, except for a few people, the power that no one has ever experienced has been transmitted to every inch of flesh and blood along his muscles and nerves.

For a moment, George's adrenaline soared, his vision saw farther, his hearing became more sensitive, and his body temperature exceeded 40 degrees Celsius.

Even so, his brain was not burned by the high temperature.

"boom!!"

"Thorn-"

The fire extinguisher was brandished by George, and the red weight cut through the rain curtain, creating a fan-shaped dry vacuum in an instant.

A piece of painted leather that was almost pounced in front of him was swept by the fire extinguisher, and the whole skin was directly flattened, and dozens of squirming gray-black slugs with colorful stripes landed on the slightly dry steps. .

Out of the corner of George's eye, he saw that they actually had human-like mouthparts, and those young children's sounds that seemed to be bewitching were being emitted from the mouthparts.

[Crack! 】

【呵呵——】

George stepped on it, and three or four slugs were stepped on and their juices spurted.

Viscous bodily fluid remained on the soles of his feet, which made people sick to the touch.

These slugs are the so-called sons of deceit.

The parts that fell on the steps scrambled to escape into the water, but George trampled them to death one by one.

At the same time, the short knife in his hand cut open the skin of the painted skin precisely, and pulled it directly from the shoulder blade to the ankle, almost splitting it in two.

The remaining painted skins showed expressions that seemed to cower in horror, but they had no flesh and bones at all. How did they do this?

George withdrew his body, with the short knife in his right hand and the fire extinguisher in his left hand. The strength was stored in his feet, and he could burst out amazing power at any time.

He has already tested out the fighting power of this weak and alien species.

It is indeed extremely fragile.

Even an average untrained adult can handle two or three.

But the Son of Deceit is deeply uncomfortable.

After George killed them, he felt something very disturbing, very disgusting, enter his mind.

That seems to be...

a memory?
(End of this chapter)