Human Restart [Whistle]

Inside the Crispy Berry City Police Station, in the evening.

It was time to "get off work", but Natasha did not leave the detention center immediately.The remaining four Raven Masks and Father Luke have been tortured to death by the Lollipop Sentry.

The "torture" of the Lollipop Sentinel is not like Father Luke's cruel method, but a kind of spiritual torture.He first humiliated the other party in terms of personality, for example, when it was time to serve food, he deliberately divided the food into small pieces like teasing cats and dogs, and then threw them into the detention center for the crow masks to snatch.Or use language to continuously insult the crow masks, forcing them to slap each other and curse themselves in exchange for food.

Natasha tried to stop Lollipop Sentinel from doing this, thinking that such behavior was tantamount to "diabolism".But the lollipop sentry said contemptuously: "Only animals are kept in cages, and we don't need to show mercy to animals!"

The Quantum Beast bald eagle stood on the shoulder of its master, uttering a cry of approval.

Natasha had no choice but to keep a pale face and sit away from the lollipop sentinel.The dead body of the new priest in the cell has not been cleaned up, and the body gradually emits a stench. A group of mosquitoes and flies come smelling the blood. The cold and foul-smelling blood was greedily sucked from the corpse.

The look of the lollipop sentry became more and more crazy, and his perverted "torture" methods were upgraded layer by layer.Perhaps feeling that the time had come, Father Luke, who had been quietly staying in the corner, suddenly reprimanded the lollipop sentry.

"Enough! You devil! Doing this to us, children of God. God's wrath upon you!"

The lollipop sentry twitched his lips. He staggered towards Father Luke, but he kept a certain distance because he was afraid that the other party was a guide: "God? Where is God? Where is the god when you are suffering? Huh?! There is no god in this world! Yes, it is only the god of death!"

As he spoke, he dug out a box of thumbtacks and a slingshot from his pocket, and then, like throwing darts, he used the four crow masks inside the iron fence as targets, and fired the cold and sharp thumbtacks at them.

"Where are the gods when I 'god punish' you? If there really are gods in the world, then why do some people still die?" Where is God when you are doing devilish things in the name of 'God'? Why doesn't God come to save us?"

"Could it be that you think you are 'God'?"

Father Luke said calmly: "Of course I am not a god, but I am a messenger of God, and God has given me mission and ability,"

He whispered what he said most often: "'I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in me, even though he dies, will live again. Whoever lives and believes in me will never die.'"

The lollipop sentry didn't hear clearly, he tilted his head slightly to look at Father Luke: "What did you say?"

But Father Luke shut his mouth and said no more.His goal has been achieved, but the four crow masks who were angry at the torment of the lollipop sentry suddenly began to resist, no longer obeying the "instructions" of the lollipop sentry, no longer begging and crying, but using ugly and Extremely insulting words for Lollipop Sentinels.

They obey and worship Father Luke more than ever.

Deprived of the fun, the Lollipop Sentry became furious and wasted all the food that was brought to the "prisoners" for dinner on the ground!Natasha was very distressed. Under such special circumstances, it is so rare to have a full meal!Now, how many people are out there fighting over food!

But Natasha did not dare to confront the lollipop sentry.

"Since you can 'resurrect'! Then starve to death!" The lollipop sentry crushed the food into powder with his feet. His expression was contorted, and sparks of anger flickered in his eyes, until all the food was wasted and ground into a paste. The aroused anger of the lollipop sentry was extinguished.

He let out a long breath, sneered and sank into the mobile seat and said, "It's okay, the time is still long, and there will be more interesting 'games' in the future, waiting for us to play together."

After he finished speaking, he didn't bother with Natasha and the remaining four crow masks who didn't dare to persuade him.

Natasha hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the door softly, making up her mind in her heart, begging Rose 1 to find someone else to "work" with her.

As soon as she stepped out of the gate of the police station, a dirty mouse suddenly sprang out beside her!It bared its teeth and rushed towards Natasha with red eyes!But the sentinel's keen perception, before the brain reacted, the body took the lead in responding!Natasha kicked the mouse away!

But her movements were a step too slow after all. The stinky mouse bit off a piece of flesh on her calf, and with a "squeak", it hit the red fire hydrant beside it, and wiped a bloodstain on the ground.

Natasha felt nauseous, bleeding and pain from the bite.Anger and fear gripped Natasha, wishing she didn't get rabies!

Natasha left in a hurry. Behind her, after suffering such heavy injuries, the mouse that should have died jumped up from the ground. If you looked closely, you could find that its wet abdomen had already festered!A little bit of bony ribs were exposed, connected with bloodshot and minced meat.

A few wriggling white maggots rustled down from the wound on the stinking mouse's abdomen.

Apparently it's been dead for some time.

After getting up from the ground, the stinky mouse staggered into the police station.

An hour later, Natasha fell into a high fever and coma in the temporary medical room!Strange black dirty blood flowed out of the bitten wound continuously!

After the riot caused by the stinky rat in the police station, one of the crow masks was bitten!Then he was trampled on by three other people until his skull burst, and he died so badly!

Dirty black blood was scattered all over the ground!

The stench is even more pungent!Lollipop Sentinel had to go into the cage and sweep it out with the new priest's corpse by its tail.In the next few hours, there will be a "bloody battle" here.

At this moment, what people in Crispberry City, including the surrounding towns, have not discovered is that those who died of the "super flu" and were buried in the soil will form an army tonight and climb out of the ground again!

The capital, inside the presidential palace.

It was late at night, and the president, who had dealt with the affairs of the day, finally found a chance to breathe.He loosened the tie around his neck, took the secret elevator in the presidential palace, and went straight to the underground base.

The scientific researchers responsible for guarding, operating and monitoring the "Prophet" were about to leave, and they were about to shut down the system run by the "Prophet", when the president walked in.

"Let's go, I'll close it later."

Several researchers looked at each other in blank dismay, and the doctor in charge said disapprovingly, "Mr. President, I think..."

"Then you stay."

The person in charge suddenly choked, and after looking at the president for a few seconds, he put the white coat on his hand back on, expressing a compromise.Nuoda's underground base laboratory was immediately so quiet that the sound of needles falling could be heard.

"Where's the helmet of consciousness? Help me find it." The president sat in front of the console and skillfully pressed various red, green, and green buttons. A blue bald female face immediately appeared in midair through projection, "The Prophet "The voice sounded: "Welcome back, Mr. President."

Its voice was cold, without any ups and downs, and its eyes were as calm as stagnant water, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Prophet" looks like a perfect artificial intelligence, with no emotional fluctuations, powerful data processing capabilities, and a wide range of applications, ranging from human genes, weather forecasts, drug research, etc., to controlling all electrical equipment in the capital. , and communication equipment are not a problem.

The peak speed of "Prophet" can be as high as 500 trillion floating point calculations.

But only a very small number of people who signed the non-disclosure agreement and worked here knew that the predecessor of the "Prophet" was an extremely good male Asian guide.

No one dared to mention the name of the guide, they could only think in their hearts - Shaw.

The Chinese single name has a "Xiao" character.

The president and the "prophet" looked at each other, as if they were playing a game of 123 wooden figures, neither moved nor spoke.The underground base laboratory was quiet again, until the person in charge pulled out the consciousness helmet from an unknown corner, which broke the calm.

"Has the 'Prophet' done anything recently?" The president took the helmet and connected the wires connected to the helmet to the computer.Since the marine research base specializing in the "AE Project" was destroyed by Hurricane "Scylla" and the "First Evolution Project" was leaked, their surveillance of the "Prophet" has increased to [-]%!

And revoked many of the permissions given to the "Prophet" before, afraid that it would suddenly launch a missile or some kind of mass destruction weapon on a whim that day...

"I haven't found anything wrong for the time being." The person in charge quickly helped the president put on the consciousness helmet, and established a spiritual link with the "Prophet", "Since Lieutenant General Jones fell into the black hole of the soul, the 'Prophet' has never been There has been no humane behavior or speech. But Mr. President, I still advise you to be careful..."

The president put on the consciousness helmet directly, and interrupted the person in charge's next words, "If there is a problem with my brain frequency, remember to forcefully wake me up."

The spiritual picture of the "Prophet" is a vast golden desert kingdom!The wind was flying, and there were countless yellow sands. The president threw himself into the mental image of the "prophet" through the helmet of consciousness, as if he had really fallen into the desert. The dry smell in the air, the heat waves and the roughness of the yellow sand Feeling so real.

The remains of many travelers and animals were half visible and half hidden in the yellow sand, and the desolate sound of the flute and the ringing of camel bells fell into his ears along with the flying yellow sand.The president is stuck in a sea of ​​sand.Many long-eared jerboa hid behind the yellow sand and looked vigilantly at the "strangers" who broke in suddenly.

He took off his suit jacket and covered his head, and headed against the yellow sand all over the sky. After crossing the rolling sand dunes, a majestic yellow sand palace was exposed in front of his eyes.

The seemingly desolate and lifeless yellow sand palace is actually surrounded by many dangerous creatures such as poisonous scorpions, rattlesnakes, horned vipers and quicksand.They are protecting the souls locked in the yellow sand palace, the real "prophet" consciousness - Shaw.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Before the president approached the palace, Shaw's voice came out through the strong wind and from the semi-circular arch of the palace, "I thought you would never come to see me in your life."

The desert began to stir, and rustling noises kept ringing. Those desert poisons quietly raised their heads, watching out for the president's footsteps. If he was bold, he would take a step forward...

"Why do you say that? Obviously we have 'meeting' every day." The president deliberately emphasized the word "meeting". He stopped and kept a safe distance, "If you can reduce your hostility towards me, maybe I won't Mind coming here to talk to you every day."

Of course, the President would not joke about his own life. He has seen Shaw's horror before. During the process of transforming Shaw's brain into a "prophet", many guides who assisted in this project were swallowed by this piece of yellow sand. The picture is destroyed, and the consciousness sleeps here forever, turning into a vegetative state in real life.

Shaw said, "If I'm not mistaken, you're here for the aftermath of the 'original evolution' leak, right?"

The sandstorm stopped at some point, and the president cut to the chase: "Everything was calculated by you, right? After the 'Evolution Plan' was leaked, women became infertile, the dead came back to life...you!"

"I'm not a 'prophet'." Shaw interrupted the president, his tone full of sarcasm: "Of course I can't predict the future, just like when Pandora opened the magic box, she didn't know that it contained plagues, sorrows, and disasters... ..."

Shaw's voice paused, and then he let out a weird laugh. The long torture and confinement made his gentle personality distorted and paranoid, "The resurrection of the dead? Isn't this the result you want? Never grow old, and never die ! It seems that the effect of the 'first generation' is more successful than I imagined, and the finished product will be even more..."

"This is not the longevity I want!" The president interrupted Shaw's speech furiously. He clenched his fists and his chest heaved: "The longevity I want is not to be such a monster!"

"But the 'evolution plan' will not allow anyone to gain immortality!" Shaw roared louder, and the wind and sand that stopped immediately began to fly again, "I warned you 16 years ago! I warned you , the virus contained in the 'evolution project' is only suitable for sentinel guides! Even if it is improved, it will not make anyone immortal! No! Because its essence is a virus that can destroy, change and recombine A virus that whistles at a link in our genes! It can enable us to cross the '50-year-old death' curse! It can make us not be beasts, attracted by so-called pheromones! But it has never been realized The panacea of ​​longevity! It must not be used on ordinary people!"

"So because you were angry that I didn't listen to your advice back then, in order to prove your theory was correct, you disregarded the life and death of all human beings! You deliberately leaked the 'first generation' to infect humans...?"

"Yes! Yes! Because I told you, I also prevented you from reforming the 'evolution plan'! But what will happen to me in the end!?"

The wind and sand at the foot of the Yellow Sand Palace swirled and rose from the ground, and in a blink of an eye it condensed into a giant monster. The palace turned into a giant's mouth, opening and closing, and what came out was Shaw's voice, "You took my body! Locked my body!" Brain and soul here, subject me to endless work, thinking and torment! Make me into this neither human nor ghost!"

"It is precisely because you pursue to become a so-called 'superhuman'! You are afraid that the Sentinel Guide will overturn the whole world after breaking through the '50-year-old curse'! Ordinary humans will gradually be eliminated, and you are afraid that power will be taken away by us!"

The president showed a look of fear, and the yellow sand giant raised a big palm that was constantly combining quicksand, and patted him!

"I would also like to thank you! You are so relieved to let me continue the research of 'Evolution Project' in this form, the leaked 'First Generation'..."

boom--

The president ran fast, and his big palm made of gravel beat down, leaving a handprint in the flat desert. Shaw, like a cat teasing a mouse, manipulated the yellow sand giant to slap the president who was dodging left and right, "Actually, what I revealed 'The first generation' is exactly what you have been thinking about, and it can strengthen the 'BE' plan of ordinary people!"

What!The president's eyes widened. Hearing this, he staggered and rolled on the desert. The second big palm of the yellow sand giant roared, and Shaw let out a deafening laugh: "Although I don't know that during the leak, What happened to the 'first generation', but the extinction of human beings, is a very good result for me..."

"'Even though I am locked in a nut shell, I still consider myself the king of infinite space.'" The yellow sand giant laughed ferociously, and slapped the president with a breath of death in a blink of an eye!

"Do you think your high-tech equipment can really control me completely?!"

boom!

Didi!

The president popped out of the "prophet"'s mental image, and in the real world, everything around him fell into a thick ink-like darkness.The person in charge swallowed, and held up the flashlight of his mobile phone to shine on him: "Mr. President, I'm sorry! The 'Prophet' suddenly lost control and is not under any control. I can't wake you up, I can only force it to power off..."

The president's pupils were dilated, and his consciousness was shaken for a moment before he recovered.He took off his helmet and wiped the sticky and cold sweat on his face. His whole body was extremely weak, his brain was swollen and painful, and his nerves were throbbing. The momentary picture taken by the big palm of the yellow sand giant still stayed in his retina.

After a long time, he came back to his senses and stood up from the seat: "You did a good job and saved my life."

"Mr President……"

The president waved his hand and walked out of the underground base laboratory, "The 'Prophet' will be activated tomorrow, and by the way, notify the personnel of the technical team to strengthen its control. And..."

"What you heard or saw just now, from this moment on, I will forget everything."

The person in charge nodded his head, wishing he could hit the wall and lose his memory!

[The author has something to say: The next chapter will officially enter the zombie chapter~]