Slimes also want to be evil gods

This kind of belief has nothing to do with fact or not, it is just because he has been receiving this kind of information all year round, and he has been mentally prepared for it unknowingly. Now, Grover Gordon's situation belongs to this kind, and he has long been aware of it in his heart. Be prepared for the fact that there are monsters in the sewers.

"Is this... chelicerus? So...someone threw crabs in the sewer?"

What appears in the photo is the chelicerae of some kind of creature, which looks similar to that of a crab, but there are many differences in details, but Grover Gordon has no research on crabs, so he is not very able to distinguish the difference, and more importantly What's more, this chelicerus is very huge. Judging from the photo, this cheliceral foot is definitely more than one foot (1in=30.48cm).

If the owner of this chelicerus is calculated in equal proportions as a common crab, the body length of this crab is estimated to be more than six feet (182.88cm) in the most conservative way, and the height is about 2.5 feet (76.2cm) to 3 feet (91.44cm). cm), no matter how you think about it, a creature of this size is definitely not the kind of existence that can be allowed to come and go freely in the sewer.

"When was this photo taken?"

Detective Lunk, who came to the New York Police Department with Grover Gordon, also observed this photo, focusing on the end of the chelicerus, the only part other than the chelicerus, but because of the timing of the shooting, There is only a very small part of the exposed part of the end of the chelicerus, and it is still somewhat blurred, so it cannot be recognized very well.

"Answer his question. This is Detective Lenk, who was transferred from above to handle the latest case."

Seemingly aware of the policeman's doubts, Grover Gordon took this opportunity to explain to him that this is the police station hall, and there are many people who pay attention to them. As long as most people know about Detective Lenk, they don't need him. Specifically explained.

As for the case, Grover Gordon believed that any police officer knew which case he was talking about, and not just any case would be transferred from other places.

"Uh... The photo was taken this morning in the sewer of the fourth block. The reason for going to the sewer is because the mud cleaning workers reported to the police yesterday afternoon that something strange happened underground."

The police officer hesitated for a moment, and explained the past. He hesitated because the call to the police was received yesterday afternoon. In theory, they should go there immediately. However, due to some well-known reasons, they did not rush there immediately. Instead, after one night, I went there symbolically until the next morning.

Unexpectedly, they just photographed this clawed foot just to deal with the symbolic flash of the scene. This is enough to prove that those workers are not nonsense clawed feet.

"Lenke, you actually care about this. It's not that you can't, it's just..."

Grover Gordon didn't finish, but Detective Lunk got his point, knew what he meant.

"No, this is very important, very important... Maybe it will be more difficult to solve than the current case."

Detective Lunke carefully observed the shape and style of the chelicerus in the photo, and stared at the end of the chelicerus again, observing the small piece of exposed end tissue.

"No, no, no, don't tell me this kind of thing, my place is already in a mess because of those paintings..."

Hearing Detective Lunk's words, Grover Gordon covered his face and shook his head desperately... He was really about to be driven crazy by these endless cases. A big case like 'Visceral Painting' came across once in his lifetime. That's enough, he doesn't want to encounter any other big cases.

"That's the worst situation. It's not sure yet, but you'd better send more people. I'm a little worried. This guy doesn't look like something easy to deal with..."

All the while, Detective Lenk made no attempt to take his eyes off the patch of skin at the end of the claw in the photograph.At the same time, the more he thought about it, the less optimistic he felt, and his tone was a little low.

"But... most of the manpower has already been transferred to this 'viscera painting' incident. Compared with it, this side is more serious."

Although Detective Lunk said that the sewer matter may be difficult to solve, it is impossible for Grover Gordon to directly pull out a group of people to solve this case as he said, not to mention how many people will not be able to stand the environment of the sewer However, the current 'Viscera Painting' case alone has mobilized a large part of the police force. On the basis of maintaining the operation of the city, it is difficult to mobilize excess police force to handle this case.

Of course, it's even more impossible to leave it alone. It's okay if you don't know. On the premise of knowing that there are such creatures in the sewer, it is impossible for the police station to remain indifferent anyway.

Chapter 160 Seven Destined Collision

(What kind of monster have I become.)

In the depths of the sewer, in an unknown corner, Bowen Alves was thinking quietly in this unknown corner.

Bowen Alves has been here for three days, and he has fully accepted the fact that he has become a monster. It is a pity that he has not found anyone like himself here, and he has no way of knowing that Ai Has Ren Wake been transformed into the same monster as himself.

In these short three days, he didn't eat anything with this body, but he didn't feel a feeling similar to hunger, and his body didn't have any adverse effects. Of course, this doesn't mean that he doesn't need to eat. It should be that the frequency of eating is different from that of humans. Eating once can maintain activities for a long time.

There is also a basis for Bowen Alves to think so. Although he has not eaten anything, during the time he wandered in the sewer, he instinctively had the idea that some corners of the liquid could be absorbed.

It’s just that Bowen Alves has this feeling that most of the liquid looks turbid and has been accumulated in the sewer for a long time. The instinct of a human being made him really unable to actively ingest this kind of mucus. liquid.

(Speaking of who is it, or what is the purpose of the monster to turn me into this... What are they trying to do?)

Bowen Alves couldn't figure it out, and couldn't understand why those monsters transformed themselves into what they are now. If they just wanted to kill him, they could have done it when they were knocked out. There must be some unknown secrets in this way, but unfortunately his poor brain can't imagine what secrets there are.

It is a pity that Bowen Alves himself did not see the monsters that transformed him. He fell into a coma after being hit directly on the back of the head, and the last thing he saw before coma was the murder of Alan Wake head.

It is unknown whether the monster that transformed him was a mouse with an old woman's face as described by Alan Wake or those monsters entwined with darkness. Considering his current appearance, the real culprit may also be his current appearance. The real purpose of the body group may be to increase the population of the race or something...

Bowen Alves guessed many reasons, but because he had never seen it with his own eyes, the guess was just a guess after all. After becoming like this, he was the only alien monster he had seen with his eyes, and he began to doubt the transformation. Does your own really exist?

However, the monster does not necessarily have a physical body. Considering that he has never seen the monster with his own eyes from the beginning to the end, maybe the monster has been hovering around him, but it cannot be observed by the naked eye, such as ghosts and ghosts.

However, no matter what the situation is, for Bowen Alves who has become a monster, his reality will not change.

Now he is no longer a human being, but a real monster.

step... step... step...

Suddenly, Bowen Alves, who was thinking, squirmed what could be called the head.

He heard a sound, some kind of foreign sound that did not belong to the sewer, he knew what the existence of this sound was, because not long ago he was also a member of the group that made this sound, that is human beings, who came here for some reason Humans in the sewers.

This is not the first time that Bowen Alves has encountered human beings since he became like this. When he first became like this, he wandered aimlessly in the sewer, and once again met several people by chance. workers in overalls.

Although he fled immediately that time, he ran into those same workers again shortly thereafter, and what was even more frightening was that there were several policemen accompanying those workers.

Bowen Alves ran away almost as soon as he saw those policemen, and the reason was very simple, he didn't want to die yet.

Even in this state, Bowen Alves still longed to survive, and didn't want to be shot by the police meaninglessly in this monster's posture.

It's not that he didn't think about asking the police for help, but he just thought about it. As a citizen of the United States, he clearly knows how the police in the United States do things. Don't talk about his current appearance, even if he is still a human being Any threatening movement risks being shot by the police.

Furthermore, even if he asks for help, he doesn't think that the current science and technology can turn him back into a human being. According to various rumors circulating on the Internet and the baptism of science fiction movies for many years, he feels that if he is discovered by human beings, he will lose the rest of his life. He will probably spend the rest of his life in a closed laboratory. If he is unlucky, he may even be made into a specimen and placed in the lobby of the White House.

It is absolutely possible for the president of this term to do such a thing. He can already imagine the triumphant expression of the president when he tweeted his specimen as a trophy.

(No, I have to stay away from humans, I can't die here yet...)

As the sound approached, Bowen Alves hurriedly moved, heading deeper into the sewer, but...

Tread...Tap...Tap...Tap...Tap...

(Damn, how many people have come here, this is a sewer, what are they doing here!)

It turned out that Bowen Alves had just left from the direction the sound came from, and there were human footsteps from the left and right. Judging from the footsteps behind and the current footsteps, the human beings who entered the sewer were not just One or two, but a very considerable number.

"Hey, there seems to be something over there?"

Before Bowen Alves could figure out how to deal with it, a human voice came from the end of the passage on his right, followed by the light of a flashlight.

thump!

The moment the flashlight shined on him, Bowen Alves jumped into the sewage on the side, letting the sewage cover his body. Fortunately, it rained two days ago, and the water level nearby was enough to submerge If his current body was normal, even if he wanted to hide in the sewage, he would have no choice.

As for the sewage, thanks to Bowen Alves' current body, he doesn't use a human form to distinguish smells, but uses some parts that are very different from humans to feel the strength and stimulation of smells, which is not so unacceptable.

Moreover, he didn't cover his entire body under the sewage. The tentacles with eyes were not completely submerged in the water, but stayed on the surface of the sewage. The eyes in the middle, even if it is really about to be discovered, it can be submerged directly into the water.

Chapter 160 Knowledge

Just as Bowen Alves thought, there were a few policemen who came here, but these policemen didn't see him in the sewage.

This is also a very normal thing. Not everyone would pay attention to these sewage. If Bowen Alves hadn't become what he is now, he would definitely not try to hide himself in the sewage.

"Wow, I hate this smell... Is there really such a thing here?"

"Those photos can't be faked. Anything can happen in this ghostly place. I just hope it's not us."

"Stop talking, let's go, I don't want to stay here for long."

During the conversation, these policemen kept approaching the sewage place where Bowen Alves was hiding. By the time they finished speaking, they were already less than three meters away from Bowen Alves. The eyeballs on the surface of the water stared straight at the walking people.

(What to do, what to do now, should I go out? But those policemen have guns, it’s hard, it’s really hard...)

Bowen Alves was very distressed. He really wanted to get out of the sewage to communicate with these people, but he was worried that these people would shoot directly after seeing his current posture. Will hide in the sewage.

For Bowen Alves, the biggest problem now is that he has no means of direct communication with these people. Now he does not have a speaking organ, and it is impossible for the policemen to understand the meaning of the sound of his clawing feet. Speaking of this, he still can't understand why he can understand this voice.

First of all, as a human being, Bowen Alves should not be able to understand this sound at all. According to his understanding, there are several undetermined assumptions.

For example, this is the instinct of his current body. He can only understand it with the help of the current monster's body, but the premise of this assumption is that the monster's body itself has some kind of instinctive memory, which can let him naturally understanding.

However, this also raises another question. If the body itself contains memories, then why can Bowen Alves accept these memories without hindrance? Is it Bowen Alves who obtained these memories? Memories, or did the memories acquire Bowen Alves?

Is he really the Bowen Alves in his memory now, or is he......

(Gee, that's stupid, I'm me, I'm Bowen Alves, just Bowen Alves, nothing else.)

By the time Bowen Alves finished thinking about this question, the few police officers just now had gone to nowhere, and the surrounding area was empty, and there was no sound like before.

(Forget it, it's too dangerous to contact them directly, let's see if we can find a computer, mobile phone or something to contact the outside world.)

He continued to wait in the sewage for about half an hour, and after realizing that there was no one wandering nearby, Bowen Alves finally crawled out of the sewage. He was no longer going to contact people directly. In front of the equipment that communicates with people, the risk factor of doing so is too high.

(Those policemen walked from this direction just now, so I should go from…………… Huh?!)

Bowen Alves wanted to go in the other direction where the police left, but after a few moves, he felt a very strange feeling. This feeling is hard to describe. For example, it was like being trapped in a deep mountain It was as if Lao Lin's mobile phone had suddenly received a signal, but the difference was that what he was receiving now was not a signal, and he himself was not a standard product like a mobile phone.

Bowen Alves felt that he 'saw' a great existence, and this existence was observing him from an unknown place. At the same time, he felt that he 'smelled' a strange smell, although He may not have a nose now, but he assures that he does 'smell' at this moment.

It's a very specific smell, not apple, not orange, not strawberry, not root beer, not Coca-Cola.

However, Bowen Alves knew what this smell was. It was a smell he was very familiar with, and it belonged to the unique smell of Dr. Pepper (Dr. Pepper) that he used to drink frequently.

He didn't know what the existence with the smell of Dr. Pepper (Dr. Pepper) he saw at this moment, and he didn't know why he was able to see such an existence. He just felt that something poured into his body along this existence. ... The problem is, he doesn't know what it is.

(Is it you, is it you, who made me like this!)

Perhaps understanding that this was his only chance, Bowen Alves endured the discomfort at the moment, and shouted to the existence he saw in his heart.

Originally, he didn't have any expectations for this cry, just like the instinct of a drowning person who wants to grab the straw on the water surface to survive. However, what he didn't expect was that after he shouted After this sentence, this unknown existence actually stopped, but the next moment, he understood that this kind of pause did not seem to be a good thing for him.

After this brief pause, the unknown existence on the opposite side did not stop conveying. Instead, it intensified and pushed something into Bowen Alves' body like a broken embankment, and what was stuffed this time was not Not only that, he could clearly sense some strange knowledge pouring out from his heart.

It's just that this knowledge is too fragmented and lacks any unity. Bowen Alves is completely unable to understand why the other party did this.

This kind of time lasted for a very long time, but when I think about it carefully, I feel that it is very short...

At least Bowen Alves couldn't tell how long he had been standing there. When he realized it, all the visions just disappeared like bubbles, and only the knowledge left in his brain let him He was able to confirm what had just happened and not dismiss it as a hazy dream.

(I………I have to…………………………)

Even though the vision had disappeared, Bowen Alves still couldn't run his thoughts well, his mind seemed to be filled with a bucket of paste that was about to solidify, and he couldn't think effectively.

(Try……that………………………?)

In a daze, Bowen Alves set off again, but this time, even he himself didn't know what he wanted to do.

Chapter 160 IX Gathering Materials