Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 411 Start cleaning up

As for the method, it is simple.

To explain it in one sentence, it is simple and crude.

While Alessa was imagining how she was going to kill the dirty things in this neighborhood tonight, Yorks' attention returned to the notebook in front of her.

After knowing the truth about the world, he was already taking targeted actions.

First: Have all the high-level human beings been taken away by this dirty thing that is not of my species?

Second: What are these dirty things, what means do they have, and do they all know their identities?

Third: What is the source of these dirty things and how they were born.

York's hands on the laptop keyboard in front of him had turned into afterimages, and the snapping sound was continuous at this moment, never stopping for half a second.

First of all, through the first point above, through investigations and on-site inspections, he came to the conclusion that not all high-level human beings have been taken away by these dirty things.

I don’t know if these dirty things are because they don’t want to be too obvious, or if they are a back-up for humans to discover abnormalities, leaving some normal humans behind.

Of course, the actual bosses and leaders of these high-level humans are still dirty things in wolf's clothing.

The president is a dirty thing, so what else is impossible?

But as long as they are not all taken away, then everything is fine.

York's notebook screen stayed on a high-level information.

Dino LeBlanc.

Age: 58 years old.

The top of his head is smooth, but his face looks smart and capable.

The position is that of a senior senator in the Senate.

The political system of this country is similar to that of previous lives, including the real world.

The Senate is the country's legislative body. Like the House of Representatives, it is one of the two houses of Congress and is also known as the upper house.

Government personnel appointments and foreign affairs treaties. Negotiating peace and declaring a treaty of war only need to be approved by the Senate. Therefore, if the president wants to govern smoothly, it is most important for the president's party to win a majority in the Senate.

So this position is already quite high.
According to the survey, Dino Leblanc has a very good reputation among the public. He is a typical grassroots person who joined politics from a prestigious university all the way to his current position.

This person was the one he chose after his investigation.

As for what it is, it is the one responsible for telling all the truth to humans.

This step is crucial, but it cannot be taken into action until Alessa has trapped all humans in the inner and outer worlds.

Of course, if this guy is a traitor, then there is a dead end waiting for him. Yorkist will not show mercy to anyone. If pressed, he will dare to fight those dirty things with the dedication of a large number of human casualties.

Yorks silently noted the man's current location and what he was doing, and then continued to have sex.

The conclusion to the first point has been drawn.

The second conclusion is that these dirty things have a very regular system, and they seem to be able to identify and know each other's identities through certain properties or methods and feelings.

At the same time, it is something of the same nature as a ghost. Seizing someone else's body is the same thing as possessing one, but the actual result is not much different. The same thing is taking someone else's body and using it for one's own use.

It's just that this dirty thing seems to have the ability according to the rules. It is many times stronger than the ghost. As long as you use a knife to make a slight wound, you can complete the body snatching by touching it.

However, the dirty thing lacks the extraordinary abilities of ghosts, and its methods are limited to humans, and are determined by the person it possesses. In other words, after taking away the body, to a certain extent, it is no different from humans, except that it has one more person. The ability to seize the body's rules.

The conclusion to the second point has come out, but as for the conclusion to the third point, he has not yet thought through it.

But it also seems to be related to humans.

As the saying goes, after human death, if resentment and obsession are not eliminated, they will become evil. This saying is true in past lives and in the real world.

But this world does not have such a view. Instead, ghosts are considered to be a new species like animals.

This made Yorks feel quite awkward. Through investigation and observation, he finally discovered that dirty things seemed to be related to human death.

"Isn't this the same as saying a ghost?" Yorks thought to himself, but he didn't have much entanglement. For him, as long as it is not endless and endless, it will be fine.

Of course, the information revealed by random missions also let Yorks know that the number of these dirty things is limited and can be eliminated, rather than being endless and unable to be cleaned up by any means.

The hands on the notebook stopped, and Yorks felt that his thoughts were clear. He glanced at the plan on the screen of the notebook, and then closed the notebook.

When Alessa seemed to notice it, stopped imagining, and looked over, she looked at the sun that was about to set outside the window and said.

"Alessa, it's almost time, we can start."

Hearing this, Alessa grinned, showing her big white teeth, and nodded sharply.

"Okay, Uncle Yorks."
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Time keeps passing.

The sun gradually sets in the west, and the sky is dyed red with golden and orange afterglow, which affects the entire land, including the apartment area of ​​vk community.

Under the setting sun, the outline of the building is clearly visible, forming a beautiful silhouette, casting long shadows on the wall and on the street. Passers-by are walking on the street after get off work or out for a walk or walking their dogs.

The overall atmosphere is peaceful, and this atmosphere also permeates the apartment areas in the vk community.

Room 406, Apartment Building .

A man appeared on the balcony, staring condescendingly at the passers-by walking on the street below, his face expressionless.

If anyone looked closely at his eyes, they would feel creepy and aroused.

Because this man's gaze was exactly the same as a human's gaze when looking at the food on the table, and at the same time, his upper and lower body were stained with blood.

Blood flowed from his clothes to the clean balcony floor, and the scarlet color revealed a kind of cruelty.

The man stood on the balcony and watched for a few minutes before walking back.

The living room was no longer what it looked like.

The walls, including the sofa and coffee table, as well as the TV, were covered in scarlet blood.

On the most terrifying floor of the living room lay two piles of bloody, non-human-shaped meatballs.

One big and one small.

The big ball of flesh could vaguely be seen with long hair. It was a woman. Judging from the shape of the clothes, the small one was a child.

The man walked over, expressionlessly kicked the small ball of flesh away from him, as if he felt it was an eyesore.

With a pop, the non-human-shaped meat ball was kicked to the side of the TV and bumped into a large meat ball.

Perspective: Along the upper edge of the bodies of these two meatballs, there is a photo frame on the table where the TV is placed.

The photo is a group photo of a family of three. The man and woman are standing behind a boy, and the three of them are facing the camera with very bright smiles.

You can feel from their smiles that this is a happy family.

"Hey," the man in the photo picked up his bloody hand on the coffee table and dialed a number.

"Nelson?"

When the sound came from the phone, the man sat on the blood-covered coffee table and spoke. "It's me, Justin, do me a favor, I found a new toy."

"Huh? Help?" The voice coming from the phone was of the same temperature, but a little confused.

"That toy makes me feel very dangerous. I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it myself." Nelson looked at the two bloody lumps of flesh with only indifference in his eyes.

"Not just you, I may also have to find Marcelo and the others."

"Chet!" came the curse from the mobile phone.

In Apartment No. 206, Room , a man sat in front of the dining table and cursed.

"Nelson, you are so fucking embarrassing."

As he said that, the man named Justin looked at the woman standing in the kitchen with a cold look, suddenly picked up the bowl on the dining table and smashed it.

"Fk! If it's not done within three minutes, you're dead!"

The bowl hit the woman's trembling body. The woman's bruised and swollen face showed an expression of pain, but she did not dare to cry out. She could only grit her teeth and speed up the cooking, while tears kept flowing from her eyes.

As soon as this curse came out, the sound of hanging up came from the phone.

Nelson's indifferent expression appeared strange for the first time. His face twitched several times, but he finally chose to endure it. The opponent's origin was much more powerful than him and could directly devour his own kind.

It is true that they are the same kind, but they are destined to be strong and weak when they are born. Yes, they can also devour each other, and the strong devours the weak.

The most deadly point is that their lifespan is closely related to the host. Even if the host is seriously injured and dying before seizing the body, they can seize the body and will quickly recover the host's fatal injuries. However, after successfully seizing the body, as long as the host is really dead, they will Will also die.

The body that has been taken away cannot be taken back again.

Therefore, if we want to stay alive, it is inevitable to devour each other.

The reason why the human race can survive to this day is that the meaning of human existence is to prevent them from killing each other, otherwise the human race would have perished long ago.

"A man with a body like that looks very strong and healthy. He should be able to live for a long time." Nelson couldn't help but think of Yorkshire and his burly figure, and subconsciously licked his lips with blood stains remaining.

He then made several more phone calls in a row, and most of the people he talked to lived in the apartment complex.

"call."

After making these calls, Nelson couldn't help but let out a breath, got up from the coffee table and walked along the blood path towards the second bedroom.

The second bedroom is ordinary, but it has all the internal organs. Even so, there is nothing out of the ordinary.

But Nelson walked directly towards the cabinet over there, opened it, squatted down and reached in, and after a while he fumbled out a black box.

Nelson placed the black box on the ground and then opened it, revealing the firearms and sharp knives inside.

All it needs is that the man named York is not dead, even if he is about to die, as long as it goes in, everything can return to normal.

Nelson thought as he began to sort out the things in the box. Even though it had weapons, it still needed to call for help. This showed how much pressure the man put on it. Therefore, it was bound to get such a top-quality body. Yes, even if the price is to pay some origin to be swallowed by those same kind.

The sound of clicking sounded in the secondary bedroom, and Nelson finished assembling the weapon in his hand in no time.

But the light outside also dimmed, and it could only get up and press the switch next to it.

Although they regard humans as food and toys, they are still limited to the scope of humans. Except for their ability to take possession of their bodies, there is basically no difference between them and humans, including knowledge and emotions.

It's as if they are some kind of parasite that can only live on humans and absorb the knowledge and wealth of their creations.

This made Nelson, who felt he was superior, feel sick.

He bit his gums and prepared to continue picking up the knives in the box and equip them, but suddenly, his peripheral vision suddenly noticed something strange.

"Huh? Why is it foggy?"

In Nelson's eyes, a few wisps of mist suddenly drifted in through the opened window. He frowned and said to himself.

"It seems there are no conditions for fogging today."

Thinking of this, Nelson held the gun in his hand and strode towards the window.

Before he walked over, he saw a few gray snowflakes drifting into the window with the breeze.

This was particularly strange, as it was Nelson's first cognitive error.

"Snow? How can there be snow in the summer season?"

He was a little confused, strode to the window, and opened his eyes wide in the next second.

I saw that the world outside had completely changed.

It is no longer the usual and prosperous city.

What is in front of me is a world with only gray and white colors. The towering buildings are now all gray and white. The line of sight keeps extending forward and nothing can be seen. The eyes are all white, as if they are shrouded in white tones. Same.

There was no figure, no sound, no color, as if it was the only one left in the world.

Nelson looked down subconsciously in a daze. The street below was also covered with a layer of gray-white stuff, like a snowy road during snowfall.

Snowflakes were falling from the gray-white sky and kept being blown into the window by the wind. Nelson raised his head and looked at the snowflakes in the sky. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to catch a few snowflakes with his left hand and crushed them with his fingers.

"Ashes? What's going on?"

Nelson looked at the dark marks on his fingers and muttered to himself.

"What happened?"

Even though it thinks that humans are food and that it is the master overlooking all humans from above, it still cannot understand the current situation. It cannot understand it at all.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a strange noise.

There was a rumble outside.

Nelson swallowed a mouthful of saliva that was not there, held the gun, and walked towards the source of the sound.

He walked all the way to the front door, took a deep breath, then mustered up the courage to open the door and rushed out with a gun in hand.

The corridor is the same as the outside world. It is all gray and white, which is a bit creepy and scary.

Even if it is.

He thought there was something going on, but Nelson found that there was nothing under the muzzle of the gun.

The empty corridor was deathly quiet.

"Hey!"

Nelson looked back and forth and couldn't help shouting.

"anyone there!"

The sound echoed in the silent corridor, creating an echo.

It's a pity that no one answered him, only that the gray-white corridor changed again.

The brownish-red rotten mottled color gradually appeared on the gray-white walls, including the corridor under his feet.
(End of this chapter)