Arriving alone: ​​70 billion copies of survival

Shakespeare at Midsummer Night Chapter 26
Many of the dolls seem to come from the same factory, or they should have been sold as one lot to a certain group of buyers before they became such a filth.

Most of them have beige hair with curly air bangs.

An anthropomorphic round face and aqua blue eyes with long thin eyelashes and a pink rubber lip.

They stood up, and many of them were over one meter tall.

She was wearing a pure white underwear inside, and a pink skirt with lace on the outside, revealing her chubby and lovely calves.

But He Gang clearly saw that many of the limbs of these dolls that moved like real people were spliced ​​together with real pale and rotten human limbs.

Maggots crawled out of the slits in their plastic eyeballs.

On the soft, wrinkled skin of the maggots there appeared to be grayish-white clumps of tissue resembling dead brains.

He Gang swallowed.

The heads of the dolls shook and trembled rapidly, but they didn't make the slightest sound. The inexplicable atmosphere made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

He felt a little nauseous.

This weird scene...

Under the dark night sky, the gray mist is wriggling like a huge living organ, and the Central Park, which used to be full of people coming and going, has become extremely empty.

But even in this extremely weird situation, there appeared so many puppets that seemed to have turned into filth.

"Can I report my name in the future?!"

He Gang was taken aback by the weird shape, because of the Uncanny Valley principle, it looked even more disturbing than the weirdest filthy and distorted statue he had ever seen.

But soon, he calmed down.

This world lacks everything except filth.

All matter can be polluted, and even the crucifix of Jesus can be turned into the henchman of some evil god.

It is impossible to say that in the future, we will encounter mythical beasts such as the tentacle monster, the river crab, and the butterfly.

"Scan progress: pollution progress 70%."

"System log: Warning, 100% pollution progress is irreversible."

"System log: Warning, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore is not an individual in this world, if it is contaminated, there is a probability that the original world will be anchored."

There are still 30 progress.

But it seems that the level of black iron level pollution is not enough, the further to the back, the slower the speed of pollution.

Thousands of dolls looked at He Gang and the dementors with their dead gray eyes.

But they do nothing else.

It seemed a less violent kind of filth.

He Gang carefully looked at their panels.

【Abandoned Distortion Doll】

[Description: When the "memetic prevention" came, people fled the city, but forgot all about these mountains of plastic dolls.So they become the best carriers of filth, and when the filth leaves, they are already contaminated.There is a lot of uncertainty and weirdness in this world. There is no doubt that these dolls are extremely weak, but when they come together, you must follow the rules.

Rating: 3
Power: 0.5
Stamina: 1.1
Physical Strength: Max
Sanity: 0.3-0.7〖They have the sanity not lost to some tribal races in Africa. 〗

Talent 1: The deformed puppet can disassemble the limbs of any other species and install them on its own body, and obtain certain abilities of that individual.

Skill 1: Shakespeare at Midsummer Night〖Group Skill〗 (Manhattanians often gather together to look forward to the Shakespeare plays in the Delacorte Theater in Central Park every year from June to September. When they are "blocked by memes", they are occupied The puppets that pollute the soul have also inherited their hobbies, and they will gather here at certain times of the year to perform certain rituals. You'd better join them. Otherwise, you will suffer endless attacks from "distorted puppets".)]

A weird kind of crowd filth, the name of the crowd event that triggered it is "Shakespeare on Midsummer Night".

Literally, these filthy puppets seem to take over a portion of Manhattanites' souls.

but……

He Gang felt more and more cold——

He thought, isn't everyone in the world assigned to different earths?

He didn't dare to continue to think about it, for fear of attracting the attention of a high-ranking being, and an absolute lethal event would happen casually. You must know that the skill of the Lance of Longinus, the Lord of Destiny, is still cooling down.

It seems that if they want to settle in Central Park with confidence, the first thing they should deal with is these distorted dolls staring at them strangely.

The faces of these people are extremely idols, and because of the reflection of some inexplicable glimmer of light, they appear ferocious and mocking.

"Better join them."

"I do think so."

He Gang guessed that it would not be difficult to deal with this group of filth, just watch a Shakespeare play with them.

But here lies the problem.

Dumbledore is getting tainted by filth, and for those who don't like western stage plays, the stuff is known to be torture at two or three hours long.

Shakespeare's plays are the worst among them.

It is impossible for He Gang to spend this time doing this.

That's so weird.

But these puppets don't seem to be ready to let them go.

The scarlet light in the eyes is like the North American gray wolf, the largest predator in North America, who has been hungry for three days and three nights, seeing the turkey.

"Can you understand me?"

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

He Gang helped the forehead.

He originally wanted to communicate with the dementor, let the latter look at Dumbledore, and go straight in to find an open space to erect the church.

Anyway, these deformed dolls with an average power value of no more than 0.6 probably can't really break the defense, and at most they can deal compulsory -1 damage.

Although the system does not have this setting it wants to.

But at this moment, a high-pitched, piercing soprano came from somewhere in the Central Park. The voice was like a magic voice piercing through the ears, and even those filthy night-gaunts who were hiding in the dark and peeping fled away.

It seems that the stage play is about to begin.

The gray mist in the sky actually began to roll along with the piercing soprano melody, like the Geneva dancer standing on the roof of the jeep dancing, the fat all over his body and even his organs were shaking.

Those weird human faces made of gray mist collapsed in an instant, and then danced wildly like flood waves.

"Shakespeare on a Midsummer Night?"

He Gang savored the name of this skill carefully.

Countless deformed puppets surrounded them, and those human or wooden feet slapped the ground and made disgusting puff puff puff sounds.

As he walked, the maggots fell down.

But to be honest, if you face these filth with completely substandard power attributes alone, the threat they can bring to people is not even comparable to the acute gastritis caused by nausea.

Many filths have a specific trigger condition, which Night Dire and Lamian believers do not, but these dolls in front of them are obviously of this type.

When a meme is triggered, they explode with horrific lethality.

So, if the memes of these deformed dolls are triggered, they might even be able to communicate with the gray fog or the high-ranking being who brought the gray fog?
(End of this chapter)