Chapter 54 Invasion
Song Jiarui stood in the room.
She tilted her head, adjusting her posture.
The fat man grabbed her arm roughly and said, "Don't be so shy! If you want to be a star, you have to be bold!"
Song Jiarui raised her head. The fat man was surprised to find that the girl's eyeballs were shaking at a high speed, her lips were trembling, and she made some kind of vague and harsh high-frequency sound.
"￥@#! 5r31$#..."
"What are you talking about?" The fat man was a little impatient. Was this girl scared silly? He decided to shout a few more threats. If she didn't agree, he would tear her clothes apart. These girls who dreamed of becoming stars were scared after the photos were taken. They all cried obediently, fearing that the matter would get out of hand.
With these welfare photos, and by using lies like filming commercials, appearing on TV, or joining a film crew, these young girls will be at their mercy. He has already played with several such daydreaming girls. And this one in front of him, a silly school girl who has never seen the world, is particularly easy to control. Just like before...
A disembodied voice buzzed in his head.
He loosened his hand.
It was like something was stirring in his head.
He turned away, his eyeballs rolled rapidly, his lips trembling: "#%$Q@#%$..."
He pushed open the door.
Tony was smoking a cigarette and asked him, "So fast?? Are you done?"
Something was in his head. His consciousness was lost in a vague dream. Something was whispering.
“#%￥@￥#%…”
Tony licked his lips and said, "How's it going? Show me the photo."
"Photographs, pictures made using the principles of optical imaging." He muttered to himself.
"What are you talking about?"
What must he do? An order appeared in his mind.
"As you wish," he whispered.
He walked towards Tony.
Song Jiarui stood in the room, her lips twitching and her eyeballs vibrating. She murmured, her name was Song Jiarui, the eldest daughter of an ordinary family, she had a younger sister, her father was a project engineer, her mother was a company clerk. Her younger sister was dead.
It's not her fault.
It's not her fault.
There are some fresh monkeys outside. She looked out the door. Tony's neck twisted to one side and he said, "#@%￥%#￥..."
Song Jiarui said: "More servants."
Tony and the fat man whispered, "As you command."
The windows were smashed and glass was flying everywhere.
A man jumped in from the window.
Song Jiarui turned around.
A young man stood up. He had slightly curly black hair and a pair of dark eyes, and a cold expression. He looked at Song Jiarui, then looked out the door.
"Your growth rate is beyond imagination." said the boy.
[Target Lock]
Human male. Song Jiarui's classmate, Yan Zhen. Judged harmless. Can be hunted.
Song Jiarui looked at him.
【He can act as a tentacle. 】
In the next second, she was stunned. She couldn't invade the boy named Yan Zhen in front of her. All her consciousness seemed to be frozen in an instant. [Unable to implant? ? ? ]
"Do you find it strange?"
Yan Zhen rushed over, his speed was so fast that only a shadow was left in the human eye. Song Jiarui took a step back, her body dodged Yan Zhen's grasp and slid two meters away.
"Yan Zhen, Song Jiarui's classmate." She said softly, "Strange."
Tony and the photographer left the room. Their expressions were dull, like puppets being pulled by strings. "Catch him." Song Jiarui ordered.
"Do you still remember who you are?" Yan Zhen asked them.
They swung the sticks at Yan Zhen. Yan Zhen grabbed Tony's arm and threw him out at an incredible angle. The photographer hugged Yan Zhen's thigh and pulled out a knife to stab him. Yan Zhen elbowed him in the face, blood splattered, but the photographer seemed to be unaware of the pain, and the direction of the knife remained straight, cutting into Yan Zhen's skin.
The boy's face showed no sign of wavering. He delivered another vicious elbow strike, sending two bloody front teeth flying. Yan Zhen raised his leg and kicked him away.
Yan Zhen's attack was fast and neat, without any unnecessary movements. In an instant, the two men were knocked down by him. He turned around and rushed towards Song Jiarui.
"Kill him!!" Song Jiarui shouted.
The two men stood up shakily. Yan Zhen watched them. He was sure that the force just now was enough to break a human's bones. But they seemed to be unaware and rushed towards him again.
And it's getting faster.
Yan Zhen turned her feet and drew a heart-pounding arc again. "Song Jiarui" observed him. Her classmate, Yan Zhen, was fighting with her two tentacle puppets. She had just doubled the speed of the puppets, and her physical strength increased accordingly.
But the boy remained calm, his movements precise and fierce. The two men were knocked to the ground again. Crack! Yan Zhen crushed the photographer's knee, and then used his right hand to break Tony's arm like a branch.
He kicked away the two seriously injured puppets and walked towards Song Jiarui.
"Interesting." Song Jiarui said this human word subconsciously. What does this word mean? She didn't quite understand it, but she wanted to continue observing Yan Zhen's battle.
"Now, how many of my tentacles can you deal with?" As Song Jiarui finished speaking, the two men stood up again. They reconnected their deformed legs and arms, as if their bodies had not suffered any damage.
"The human body is very fragile, but it's different when you accept my gift." She said to Yan Zhen, and a man and two women walked in from the door, all of them were from this company. They had dull eyes and strange movements, and rushed towards Yan Zhen.
Yan Zhen just turned his wrist, and the battle started again. This time, Song Jiarui increased the speed of the tentacle puppet several times, and to the naked eye, it was a high-speed movement that left only a blurry afterimage. But every time Yan Zhen blocked and dodged, it was extremely beautiful and accurate. Song Jiarui heard him say, "You really surprised me." His voice was very calm, without a trace of panic, and even without a trace of unstable breathing caused by the battle.
He was fighting, and his movements were so smooth that they were like what humans would call art. Normally, facing so many enemies attacking at the same time would only mean a desperate situation where he could barely survive. But he was so smooth and at ease. He blocked left and right without even moving a step.
No, this wasn't a defense, he was just testing, testing the limits of my tentacles .
Only when there is a huge difference in strength can such a move be made.
Yan Zhen turned his head towards her and she saw his calm and cold face.
Bang! Her puppets were scattered at the same time. Yan Zhen appeared in front of her like a flash of light. "The game is over," he said.
"That's impossible." Song Jiarui said.
Yan Zhen threw a punch at her. The heavy blow caused blood and flesh to fly, but he did not hit Song Jiarui, but Tony. In an instant, Song Jiarui and Tony exchanged positions. Tony howled and opened his mouth to try to bite Yan Zhen, as if he was not bothered by the injury at all.
"I have a lot of tentacle puppets. Can you kill them all?" Song Jiarui smiled maliciously from the far end of the room.
"Izer Alien, do you only dare to hide in dark corners?" Yan Zhen jumped up, leaving behind a vague shadow.
This time she didn't dodge.
Song Jiarui watched him fall from the sky with a smile.
No living thing on this planet could touch it and remain sane.
It's impossible.
It's just a backward planet occupied by boring monkeys.
The monkey's resistance is completely meaningless.
His hand was placed on her forehead, and a feeling of oppression followed.
It was neither language nor consciousness, but some kind of discordant noise that entered her mind.
"Stupid," Song Jiarui said, "You don't know your own limitations. You know I'm an Izel alien, but you still have the guts to touch me."
The howling wind swept away her senses.
She smelled the smell of burning ashes and the rustling sound of countless raindrops hitting the roof. Her consciousness was tumbling, fighting with some invisible tentacles. Everything in her vision began to blur and darken.
madness.
She said, "You will be my tentacle."
Yan Zhen didn't say anything.
Song Jiarui's consciousness was filled with surging waves, as if tens of thousands of bells were ringing, countless tendrils were spreading in the misty mountains, and on the land was a huge building made of bones. Above that was the deep and vast starry sky. She heard a strange laughter, like the sound of some creature tearing its soul apart.
An eye appeared among the vines, an eye that swallowed up all the starlight.
All her consciousness froze at that moment. She tried to struggle, trying to escape from this terrifying gaze.
Yan Zhen grabbed her neck and lifted her up. "No, I won't allow you to leave." He said softly.
"At least not now."
"Who are you?" Its last consciousness turned into a sentence.
Yan Zhen let go of her hand, and Song Jiarui's body fell limply to the ground.
Countless silver threads entangled the alien, twisting its consciousness and spirit wantonly. It could not resist and could only let them control it. The last thought of "it" was fear.
Mr. Cat walked in. "The Izel alien has infected everyone in this company. I checked and all nine people in the company have been seeded."
"Can't it be removed?"
"No. These tentacles have already spread to the brain in such a short time. It would be easier to just kill them."
Captain Madara exclaimed, "Tsk tsk, the tone of a standard supervisor's eye."
"If this happened in the wide-area star region, we would just burn down the entire block."
“…”
Mr. Cat asked Yan Zhen: "What are you going to do?"
"Keep it alive, at least for now," Yan Zhen replied.
Chicken shouted, "Are you sure? This is an Izel Alien! One of the most terrifying civilization-destroying races in the galaxy."
Yan Zhen said: "So we have to keep it alive. I need to figure out some things."
