Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

The creeping shadows in the darkness began to rot and spread, and after completely decomposing into fluids, they quickly condensed into a gel with very low viscosity.

Countless deadwood-like arms grew out from around the gelatinous substance. Those arms grew and became stronger in a short period of time, and then quickly withered after eyes grew from the palms of their hands in the next short cycle.

After the arm withered and withered, the fruit-like eyes that grew out of the palm fell into the gelatinous substance that was "energized" again, becoming a part of the gelatinous substance and becoming the gelatinous substance's vision.

The arms continued to grow, and the eyes in the palms continued to fall into a gelatinous body. This cycle seemed to be endless. When the gelatinous mass reached the end of the corridor, it was already surrounded by densely packed eyes, large and small.

Most of the eyes on the top of the gel are dim or scarlet, and the pupils are somewhat similar to human eyes. However, the eyes below the gel no longer look like human pupils at all. Those things look like they are rotten. The scarlet color of the grapes, which has undergone decay, occupies the center of the pupil.

They squirmed individually, so the gelatin gained the power to move forward.

They crossed the corridor and hit a broken counter, the sound alarming something in the darkness.

Those things looked like zombies, but they were actually some mutated humans who survived the radiation. They were lucky enough to escape the explosion of the reactor in a special bunker, but they did not escape the subsequent radiation.

The unique things that originally existed in their bodies protected them, allowing them to produce directional mutations set according to a certain will in the radiation, and were transformed into something similar to zombies.

They had been hungry for several days and now they were starving.

They pounced on the squirming eyes, and for a moment there was a sound of biting in the darkness, and they were content.

After an unknown amount of time, scarlet-yellow pupils appeared again in the darkness - scarlet-yellow pupils grew from the surface of the zombies' bodies. This time, these evil little guys were no longer just squirming in a dazed and disorderly manner. There seemed to be consciousness in those scarlet-yellow grape-like pupils.

The zombies with eyes no longer wandered around in disorder, but gathered together, looking at each other through the eyes all over their bodies. The look in their chaotic pupils seemed to be "curious".

They gathered together, looked at each other with their eyes, and put the evil little wriggling rotten things on each other's faces, rubbing them until they were worn down, and the pus that flowed out covered each other's body.

Blood blends like water and milk, decaying and spreading together with genes, mutating and creating new creations.

The blood-stained coin has long since disappeared. No one knows where it went, no one knows how the coin melted into the flesh, and no one knows how it guided the mutation.

Only the originator of everything knows that the coin is just a artificially created [logic gate] imitating the [gate circuit]——

On one side of the [Gate] are all the mutated genes to be screened, and on the other side are the genes screened out through the [Gate] according to the established logic. After passing through the [Gate], these genes get new arrangements, combinations and expressions, showing The zombies look like they are today and are evolving rapidly——

The instigator used [Logic Gates] to select the genes he needed. There was obviously more than one [Logic Gate] he set in the coin, just as each mutant had reached 40 billion base pair combinations and the number was constantly increasing. , he set up enough [logic gates] to screen these base pairs that were rearranged and combined and continuously increased.

Zombies walk in groups in the corridors that have been destroyed. They collect and fuse all gene combinations from the same kind and non-like kinds. They absorb new genes from plants, non-human animals, bacteria and viruses. Genes are filtered through the [Gate] and connected to their own double helix structure in a unique way...

The remaining carbon-based life in the STR-56 space city has become the basis for their growth and expansion, and the poor creatures that have withstood radiation but have not died have become their nourishment.

They just survived, grew, and evolved...until the team grew larger and larger, the degree of mutation became deeper and deeper, and the groups of them merged into one again.

Until the accumulation of genes reaches a certain threshold, they suddenly change again——

When the scarlet eyes closed, they merged into one another and turned into gel again, sticking to the floor, walls and ceiling.

The undulating colloid surface, like animal skin, opened eyes one after another. These eyes looked more like human eyes than before.

Things that looked like plant stems or human arms grew again from the evil creation that looked like human eyes. Those things grew rapidly and bloomed with flowers whose petals were made of flesh and blood.

Hua Rui opened her eyes, and there was an arm extending out of her eyes, and her eyes opened again in the palm formed by the extended arm...

This cycle has been repeated countless times, and the chaos in the eyes has become less and less, and the pupils have become more solid.

When the eyes began to brighten, it controlled its arms to turn its head and stared at its "body".

A hint of "disgust" from human aesthetics appeared in his eyes.

So under its control, its body, which was so huge that it occupied an entire city block, began to "collapse" until it formed a thick trunk.

The biomass-like tree trunks sprouted new sprouts in the darkness. As the sprouts grew rapidly, the trunks also began to spread in the passages of the space city, penetrating the roads and seeping into the walls and floors, becoming a behemoth dozens of stories high...

The new shoots that grew out of this behemoth gradually took on the appearance of humans. They grew rapidly and matured rapidly, until they completely separated from the trunk and took on the shape of an adult human.

"Have you eaten anything this morning?"

They imitate human voices and use clumsy performances to greet other companions around them.

"Didn't eat it!"

"What did you eat this morning?"

"Eat...eat people!"

They laughed, and dozens of floors in the space city reverberated with joy.

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At this moment, above the earth's surface, below the sky, in the stratosphere.

In a small auditorium used for mass performances, Klein adjusted his collar slightly nervously, trying his best to make his posture meet the strict etiquette standards of the nobles.

Since the signal sent by the fleet to Starlink did not receive a response, the situation on the ship became more and more tense day by day. The big shots used their energy on chores to relieve their anxiety, so the Messiah changed from one week to three days, and then from three days to three days. It became one day, and until now, the Massa has become three times a day - the Massa must be performed before every meal to thank the Holy Light for its grace and for saving people from the disaster of the apocalypse.Today's mass is obviously different from before. Most of the people attending the mass are people whom Klein has never seen before. The empire has a strict hierarchy. The presence of so many new faces can only mean one thing - their status is far away. Higher than him, the people in this mass were not in the circle that he could come into contact with under normal circumstances.

Fortunately, he came into contact with this circle through nepotism. This was his unique opportunity. If he could know some information about the circle, he might be able to find his way out of this tightly managed fortress.

While Klein was thinking, the countess's tiny voice came from his ears:

"Klein, have you seen the missionary who presided over the mass? His name is Wright St. Leinus St. George. He is the third leader of the choir under the Grand Master. People outside call him Wright III. He is The third Holy Son of the Choir's [Holy Son] project.

Wright III owned the first [Forbidden Fruit] brought back from the [Wilderness] by the legendary ascetics of the Choir, and for many years after that he followed the footsteps of the ascetics into the wilderness, and later became the one who walked the deepest in the wilderness. A Holy Son... This is a high honor, and it is also the reason why he has the status he has today - he has proved his piety through such asceticism, and thus gained the respect of the Grand Master. "

After reporting this long list of identities and names, the countess said:
"Actually, thinking about it now, the [Forbidden Fruit] brought back from the [Wilderness] contained unknown knowledge, just like the unknown knowledge can be found in the [Dark Zone] today, [Wilderness] and [Dark Zone] 】, is it the same thing?

I forgot to tell you that Wright III has the authority to enjoy all the technology in the [Dark Zone], so... Klein, if you want to do something, it will be easy to do it as long as you get Wright III's favor. "

Klein nodded and thanked her with his eyes.

This woman was good at everything, but she was too empty inside. He did nothing with her, just chatting all night long. After a few nights, she had already confided in him.

Klein thought to himself that this woman probably never had a dog, otherwise she would definitely have nothing to do with him.

He did not know how to approach Wright III. He could only be introduced to other people by the countess and participate in their conversations.

As a junior, the most he can do is to lower his body, listen carefully and respond accordingly to the complaints of the big shots.

At this time, the mass had not yet begun, and the countess pulled Klein into a conversation started by the three of them.

"There was an accident in the elevator last night."

The elevator cabin is at the head of the ship and is the connection between the passenger cabin and the cockpit.

Klein felt awe in his heart. Have the conflicts on the ship intensified to the point of violent conflict?
The fat old Lord with a big belly had an angry look in his eyes:

"It's inappropriate for them to hold talks, so they want to be tough. If something happens and the ship has a problem, it will be hard for us people!"

Another man who was tall but too thin took a sip of wine:

"Those brainless muscle monsters usually train their brains full of muscles, so naturally they don't know the key. They think everything can be solved through violence. If others don't listen to them, they will rob the ship if others don't respond. Their signal, they naturally want to knock them down, but they can’t even enter the interface of the space city, so how can they negotiate terms with them?”

His words were unclear, but everyone present except Klein understood.

Another woman raised her wine glass and signaled to the countess next to Klein, and then said in a very delicate tone:

"Fortunately, they failed. Do you know what will happen to them now?"

Everyone turned their attention to her.

She chuckled and said:

"I heard that those who carried out the conflict were sentenced to [freezing]. They put their two arms out of the small round window on the bulkhead, completely freezing the arms. When the arms were withdrawn, they had become completely frozen. Ice cube, use a small hammer to hit it like this——"

She imitated tapping her wine glass:
"Boom~ The whole arm shattered into ice!"

There was a narrow look in her eyes, and she looked at the wine glass in the Fat Lord's hand:

"I heard that there was a problem with the ice machine yesterday, and it hasn't been repaired until now. So, maybe the ice cubes in your glass are..."

There were two veins on the Fat Lord's forehead that suddenly swelled up. Fortunately, he was someone who had seen big scenes and was not surprised by such a "threat." He just put the wine glass back to the side with an elegant movement. On the wine tray in the waiter's hand.

The tall and thin man hesitated after listening to the woman's words. He frowned and said:
"They are all titled aristocrats, so they can't be like this... How can we all get along with each other after they have started like this? The criminal law is not as good as the aristocrats. This is the rule set by our ancestors... Have they completely broken the rules? ?”

The countess next to Klein whispered:

"Lord Bonin, your family has a good relationship with them, so you don't have to worry about anything. You are also a hereditary grand duke. They will not touch you now. In the future, when you go to Starlink, they will still wait for you to spread branches for the imperial nobles. Where's Ye! But those little nobles are different. They don't have as pure aristocratic bloodline as the royal family, and they have a lot of resources in their hands... If you don't use them to drink at this time, what are you waiting for? "

The tall and thin Duke Bonin whispered:

"Count Oswein, please don't say that. None of us have mastered any violence. We are all lambs to be slaughtered. In this respect, there is no difference between you and me."

Klein listened to their conversation and felt the very tense atmosphere between them. For a moment, he felt that the ship was surrounded by dangers.

It seems that there are banquets every day and dances every night, and the nobles are living a luxurious life as usual. However, the supplies on the ship are limited, and such a life is obviously unsustainable, so much so that some nobles have to When the fat pig is killed, it will be enough to feed other people.

How should I approach the distinguished Wright III?
While Klein was thinking hard, he suddenly saw a man in guard uniform entering the prayer room. The man was armed with a knife and a gun. He was obviously not a good person.

When Klein looked at him, he also looked at Klein.

The two looked at each other, and Klein was shocked.

This look... This look that was unique and unique in the world, he had seen before - this blond and blue-eyed Rook man, this well-equipped guard full of murderous intent, his look was exactly the same as that of the Sakura Kingdom warrior next to Chen Yan!
The next moment, without warning, the man raised his gun and pointed it at Wright III.

The gunfire rang out, but the bullet did not take away the life of Wright III. Instead, it penetrated the chest of Klein who flew towards him.