Pirate's Nest Order

People who have never died can never truly understand the great terror that death truly represents, the loneliness and nothingness that is like an eternal night, and any language is feeble to describe it.

Whether it was because of God's rejection, Satan's gift, or Astur Bader, Yaerlin licked his wet lips, stared at his left hand with bright eyes, and there was a vague feeling in the depth of his mind. The connection of nothing emerged, as if a shadow slowly emerged from the deep darkness.

"Bill"

The murmured voice strangely penetrated the rain curtain and the space, and reached under the sea surface. In the shadow of the Via, a strange figure was attached to the bottom of the ship. His chest was tightly pressed against the hull, and his four nails were on his nails. Ink leaked out and stuck to the deck, and if you look closely, there is no ink, but squirming black threads, as if living things drilled through the gaps in the wood texture, and entangled in it.

The moment Yarlin murmured, a black line flickered in the white eyeballs of the human body, and at the same time, all the black threads on his four claws shrank back to his limbs in response, and then, his limbs gently scraped the water, and the whole body Then it slid out backwards, like a curled up four-clawed octopus. At the moment when it was about to leave the stern, the suction claws volleyed and grabbed the edge of the hull, and the body jumped out of the sea softly and bonelessly, hanging upside down on the stern with a "click" , and then quickly climb upside down.

Water droplets dripped from the bald head, sliding over the motionless nose, the closed cheeks without any trembling, only the rising and falling chest still trying pitifully to prove that this was a living creature.

At the stern, Yarlin had already come out from the bottom of the cabin and walked along the edge of the boat. Then the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he saw a rather horrifying and speechless scene.

The first thing that catches the eye are the two straight long legs, skimming abruptly over the edge of the ship, and then making a -degree bend that does not conform to human mechanics at all, and then the calf and knee took over the movement and also bent straight at a right angle, so the feet are straight Stepping on the deck, the whole upper body made a flat bridge posture, and in the next second, the upper body exposed outside the boat "biu", like a spring that was bent suddenly rebounded, without a trace of extra trembling. Stand straight in place.

"Transformation: transforming dead creatures into their own servants. The servants at this stage have no autonomous consciousness and can only accept the simplest instructions."

A passage flashed through his mind, and the corner of Yarlin's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he had a more appropriate and clear understanding of the explanation of "no self-awareness and receiving simple instructions".

God knows, he just sent Bill an order to "go to the stern". Is it necessary to come up with such a weird and unusual way of appearing?

He was slandering in his heart, but he was calculating quickly in his mind. The textual explanation given by Astu Keer was too brief, and he needed to personally verify many necessary links.

For example, "turning dead creatures into slaves" is very irresponsible. Otherwise, why would Bill and Chat be both dead? The former's death was obviously more miserable, but the former was successfully transformed, while the latter's body was preserved. Intact but failed to make it. First-class small station first release

"The precondition is that the deceased needs to send a black thread before transforming. The latest deadline for this time point is temporarily to be determined as the heart stops beating." Yarlin recalled that he stabbed his finger into the other's heart before Bill died, and Cha In particular, the corpse is touched after the corpse is "cooled".

It won’t be fresh once it’s cooled down, so I’m a picky eater.

"Pretending to be a normal human being."

Arlin pursed his lips and gave the order.

Bill didn't react at all. It was obvious that the six-word command was too complicated. This was what Yaerlin expected. He immediately decomposed the command: "Disguise"

Still no response.

"There is no self-awareness, so there is no room for free expression." Yarlin observed Bill's expression, the nose on his cheeks did not twitch, his lips were stiffly closed, and his eyelids had been open for 1 minute without any signs of closing.

The entire cheek, including the pores, has no natural trembling life activity, as if the facial features on the cheek are just a pile of meaningless extraneous things, with no value of existence.

"breathe"

There was no response. Bill more accurately said that the black silk parasite had no concept of breathing.

"Close your eyes"

Bill did.

"Open your eyes"

no problem.

"Nose twitching"

"Lip trembling"

"Squat down, stand up"

"The earlobe of the left ear is bent backward at 360 degrees, and the little finger of the right hand is turned degrees."

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Ya'erlin quickly issued instructions, observed the feedback, and gradually came to the diagnosis in his mind: "Being bound in a human body, wearing human skin on the surface, it has essentially broken away from the category of human species, and can control every inch of bones and muscles in the body. Making actions that violate human body mechanics."

"It will damage the body. Bones and muscles still play an important role in supporting and linking. Black silk can replace it, but it lacks strength."

The earlobe of Bill's left ear was bent, and there was a bruise in the middle, which was muscle and cartilage damage, while the little finger of his right hand was more obvious. The entire little finger was broken from the joint, and the exposed surface skin showed distorted ecchymosis. The bones and muscles were completely broken and weak. Hanging, with black silk threads interspersed in the middle.

The head of the little finger was hung in the air by a puppet on a string, and then the black silk was pulled up little by little, sticking to the wound, but that was all. The broken bones and muscles obviously made it no longer able to support activities .

Yarlin's eyes fell on Bill's chest, and he seemed to be able to see that Bill's heart was replaced by a ball of intertwined threads, and in his mind he imagined a grotesque and creepy picture, with countless black threads interspersed through it. Muscles and bones were woven into a huge spider web, while the internal organs of the liver, spleen and stomach were randomly squeezed into shriveled waste like garbage.

"It's a pity that there is only one transformed body at present, otherwise, it can be dissected to obtain more intuitive observations." A chilling thought came to Yaerlin's mind.

A deep understanding of one's own abilities, the smaller the deviation and misjudgment, the more excellent the ability is, and the fewer accidents occur, and accidents often mean an unbearable price.

This is Yarlin's survival philosophy, especially after he died once, he needs to be more rigorous and critical of himself.

"Compared to when Bill was alive, the strength of muscles and bones has not been enhanced. However, if it is used as a one-time consumable, the flexibility can be regarded as a passive point. Coupled with the sublimation of will, he is not afraid of death from pain." Yaer Lin squeezed Bill's soft and cold arm, and finally showed a satisfied smile on his face: "Even if you can only execute simple instructions mechanically and rigidly, it will be enough to deal with the next situation."

"The combat power of one transformed body is enough to defeat three to five pirates. The Via Pirates have a total of 47 pirates including the captain. In theory, there will be another 10 transformed bodies. One will ebb and flow. , I can handle them with ease. Of course, it would be a waste to use them all as consumables."

Yarlin calculated and deduced in his mind, but he and Bill hid in the dark corner of the stern, continuing to conduct some final tests.

“Repeat My Words”

Yarlin said silently in his heart, he has now confirmed enough that the connection between him and the transformed body comes from a connection in consciousness, and this connection is likely to ignore the limitation of spatial distance.

Of course, he will find opportunities to conduct more precise and detailed tests to verify this point.

He continued to mutter silently in his heart intermittently, and from time to time he would tilt his head to look carefully at the deck of the ship. The patter of rainwater was beating on the dilapidated deck. The captain's cabin in the distance was tightly closed. Through the gap at the bottom of the door, he could see that there were still things inside. There is light. If you love reading, how can you not follow this public account? Search v-letter for: or popular online articles, let’s chat about online articles together~