Disaster Artist

Chapter 66 Ashinma
hiss--

Bai Zhe in his dream took a breath of cold air.

Why is it still you?

He looked at the rusty sun in the sky and covered his ears.

Bai Zhe found that he became more awake in the dream where the unknown life form visited, and his ability to move was much stronger.

Calculating the time, almost a month has passed since Sooko's commission was completed, and it is indeed time for the new client to appear.

So, why is it still you?

yeuuuu——hooaaaa——kueeee——

The roar became more abstract, but still vast and distant.

In addition to the emotions of rage and loneliness, Bai Zhe seemed to feel something else.Communication failed.

He found a place to hide from the rusty debris in the sky.

After a while, the large areas of rust on the sun's surface gradually faded away and returned to its normal appearance.

The light is brighter and the air is not so cold.

Ah, is this the end?
Bai Zhe didn't follow Sooko's train of thought.You'll probably never catch up.

He wandered in the dreamland, looking at the world that existed between memory and fantasy.

There were many people around, shouting loudly, and it was difficult to hear what they were shouting and to see their faces.

Bai Zhe walked to the iron cage in the center of the field and picked up the chainsaw stained with black blood.Familiar feeling.

The blood stains came from the corpses of hideous and terrifying beasts on the ground.

It looks like a clouded leopard, but larger.There is a sharp bone horn on the top of the head, two fangs protruding from the mouth, and a row of staggered bone spurs on the back.

The dark red hair on his abdomen solidified into a ball in the blood, and the green pupils had lost their luster.

These ferocious-looking beasts are very pitiful. They are created through cross-breeding, gene editing and organ transplantation for the purpose of ornamental purposes and violent and bloody performances.

They often have defects and illnesses, have a short lifespan, and are unable to reproduce.He quickly matured under the stimulation of hormones, and was released into the Colosseum after two injections of stimulants.

Humans without any prosthetics are fighting to the death with customized synthetic beasts in iron cages. There are many people who are willing to pay for this kind of performance.

These beasts are far less dangerous than they seem. They are just poor creatures designed to go crazy and attack humans under the influence of drugs.

But when Bai Zhe stood in the iron cage, he had no other choice but to act according to the script and end with the beast being killed.

Is it finally here?

In the center of the Colosseum, directly above the iron cage, an unknown presence appeared.

Bai Zhe couldn't see clearly what he looked like.It is approximately a translucent elliptical sphere with a faint grayish white color.

He was twisting and struggling in the air, as if he was fighting against some powerful resistance.

What is this.Is he the third trustee?

Bai Zhe watched the other party twist with a headache.Although it's not very polite, it really looks like a big bug, not scary.

With a stabbing sound, four filaments sprouted from the elliptical sphere.

He swung the filaments as if trying to vibrate his wings, but this simple structure was not enough to allow Him to fly.

twist, squirm, tumble
He grew more and more filaments, and it actually looked like it was flapping its wings and taking off, but the movements were very difficult.

The filaments are elongating, splitting, and flying toward the people around the venue as it flutters and spins.

Bai Zhe dodged the gray and white threads and watched hundreds of threads piercing all the living creatures in the dream.Including spectators, fighters, referees, snack sellers, and caged beasts waiting to be released.

Something felt wrong and he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Its appearance is like an egg or cocoon, and it twists like a larva.Now white threads are flying all over the sky, and His wings fluttering in the center look like a butterfly or a moth.

Bai Zhe stuck his head out and observed an audience member who had a thread-like object pierced into his chest.

Silk threads of a similar shape grew on the surface of his body, but they were colorful.Threads of various colors sprouted from the forehead, fingertips, soles of the feet, and back, converging towards the unknown creature in the center.

The sky and the earth are full of silk threads.Colorful silk threads were integrated into his body, dyeing his shell and wings, and the colors were so complex that it was terrifying and disgusting.

The silk threads on the surface of people's bodies are woven into an opaque film, wrapping them in it.Like a human cocoon.Then, Bai Zhe saw a scene that he would never forget.

The large human-shaped cocoon was dragged by the silk thread, and all moved with the fluttering wings of the life form.

They either squirmed and rolled against the ground, or spun and jumped, assuming various unreasonable postures, and some were pulled up into the air and swung between the wire mesh.

I was wrong.Sooko, come back soon.

Kalehin, help me!

The seemingly soft filaments collapsed the iron cage, severed the ropes, and the giant cocoon formed by humans and beasts danced crazily together in the Colosseum.

He struggled to vibrate his extremely heavy colorful wings, trying to carry the entire silk net up to the sky.

There was another stabbing sound, and the human-shaped cocoon next to Bai Zhe was torn open from the inside, and light green viscous liquid flowed out.

The audience who broke out of the cocoon completely changed their appearance, and their body shape changed from male to female.

Grass.

He was so frightened that he took half a step back.

The big cocoons in the auditorium cracked open one after another, revealing an indescribable appearance.

Some turned into children, some grew wings and tails, and some had bodies covered with carapace or scales.

Bai Zhe saw with his own eyes that a man had gills growing on his neck, fins appeared on his limbs, and he was jumping on the floor like a landed fish.

There were also some more bizarre and curious humanoid creatures, and he almost wanted to blindfold himself after seeing them.

Mutations?Can his threads mutate living bodies?

This is no longer in the category of mutation, it’s an alien horror movie!
He was still fluttering and struggling, but the silk threads growing in his body and the threads of other lives converging on him were too heavy to fly at all.

A synthetic beast's cocoon cracked.The ferocious beast breaks out of its cocoon and transforms into a cute, fluffy cat.

There are still success stories.Bai Zhe comforted himself.

"Ashyinma!"

"Ashyinma!"

"Ashyinma!"

The humanoid creatures that emerged from the cocoon chanted the name of Ashinma, twisted their bodies strangely, and worshiped the mother who gave them rebirth.

I really want to run away.Bai Zhe muttered in his heart.

He was torn.

A crack appeared in the colorful body, and a translucent elliptical sphere struggled to crawl out.

He shed this huge and gorgeous body, returned to the inconspicuous appearance at the beginning, and disappeared after twisting a few times.

After Bai Zhe calmed down for a while, he came out and looked at the remaining cocoons that were not cracked.

It was a dream anyway, so he took courage and tore open a cocoon, only a large puddle of light green liquid remained inside.

Tear open another one, and inside there is green liquid and a partially corroded prosthetic body.

Another one, Bai Zhe's vision went dark and his consciousness went blank. He turned his head away as quickly as possible, resisting the urge to vomit.

Forget it.Forget it.Let me forget it.Why can't you forget it?

Ahhhhh!

Ashinma!

"Ashyinma!"

Bai Zhe woke up and yelled, checking whether there was any silk thread on his body.

This is the first time I don’t want to accept a commission. What should I do?

　The third commission is here!
　　Xiao Huang's eye surgery downstairs went smoothly.Today I saw another very beautiful three-flowered flower. I really don’t want to poke at it. I really don’t want to poke at it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)