(2-in-1)

The detection principle of big-ass TV is still a mystery.

According to the display effect, even electromagnetic collection imaging and infrared reaction collection imaging cannot be so smooth and perfect.

And this was just a low-end instrument that ordinary people could use in the Yan Kingdom.

However, Su Mo, who was turning the joystick to check the camp at this time, had no intention of thinking about how much truth there was in the decline of Yan Kingdom.

As the TV screen kept getting closer, he finally saw clearly for the first time the true appearance of the instrument that emitted the smoke column.

Strictly speaking, this is not an instrument.

Rather

A glass container, restrained by a wriggling mass of flesh and blood!

Unlike the brains of Lu Kuan and others in the brain box, this ball of flesh and blood is like minced meat in a meat grinder, without any rules.

Relying on the restraint of the container, the meat paste squirmed up and down, constantly rolling.

And with each violent ups and downs, streams of smoke also gush out from the fleshy body, spreading out through the holes in the glass, and then forming thick smoke columns.

"Sure enough, they also use mysterious old technology."

"No matter how effective these weird things are, just because of their appearance, they have nothing to do with being serious."

Muttering in his mouth, he pulled the camera closer and carefully observed the working principle of flesh and blood for a while, as well as the personnel who came out to maintain it. After that, Sumo decisively chose to give up.

Without him, this thing really has nothing to learn from.

The working principle of the whole process is probably that the lower base of the glass container releases a light yellow electric current-like stimulus that hits the flesh and blood.

Then, the flesh and blood were stimulated and began to want to escape from the container.

But there are limitations. It cannot escape through a specially made hole. It can only learn to be a gecko and slowly convey its body structure.

It's a pity that every time when he reaches 30% of the work, the maintenance staff will send in some high-nutrient substances through the instrument.

Without the right to choose, he was forced to absorb these substances, and his flesh and blood began to proliferate rapidly. The 70% that had just been separated out was wasted.

Then, the current starts again, and this process is repeated repeatedly, which is the complete process of smoke column formation.

With this mode of operation alone, let alone "professionals" like the Demon Soul Clan, any villager can do it beautifully.

Continue to move the joystick, this time Sumo is still very cautious.

Facing the largest tent on the left, he did not rashly control the camera to enter. Instead, he advanced the perspective to the inside of the smallest tent on the right.

"Two dwarves maintain the instrument, which is interesting!"

After entering the tent, the furnishings became normal. At a glance, Sumo saw a capacitor battery that was almost the same model as the one around him.

Although the volume of the two is much larger than that of the other, there is no difference in principle.

Because big ass monitors don’t have the option to accept sound.

Two dwarves were sitting on the battery chatting. What exactly they said was indistinguishable even from the shape of their mouths.

But by judging his attire and zooming in and out to observe details, Sumo was keenly aware of the anomalies.

On their necks, there is a mark about the size of a fingertip.

According to the normal up and down movement of the skin, when speaking, this part will be pulled up and down and deformed.

But the abnormal thing is that no matter what the two dwarves say, this mark still maintains a fixed pattern and will not change due to wrinkles in the skin.

It seems as if the two things are not on the same level.

In other words, the mark is like a living creature, with the ability to adjust its position according to the skin.

Of course, if you don't rely on the magnification of the monitor to observe the details, it would be difficult to detect this even if you stand in front of the other party.

Repeatedly jumping horizontally tests the limits of the big ass monitor.

After making sure that even if he put it on the other person's face, there would be no reaction at all, Sumo felt relieved.

Then, he turned the rocker and his eyes came to the tent above again.

"It seems that this should be the reformer of the Bright Empire. He transformed his left hand into an electric drill, which is really cool."

As soon as you enter the center of the tent, you can immediately see the tree man who wanted to blow up his beard.

At this time, he was comfortably rooted to the ground, with light green roots continuously transmitting the energy in the earth.

On his left side, there are three modified people who look a little weird.

Two of them had their lower parts transformed into crawler tracks, and judging from their function, they should be responsible for carrying things.

Another person transformed his left hand into a multi-functional "electric screwdriver" and is a proper tool man.

Similarly, Soma also found marks similar to those of the dwarves on the exposed necks of the three people and on the inside of a branch of the tree man.

But the difference is that the dwarf's mark is a rhythmic light blue mark.

The mark of the modified human and tree person is light yellow, which looks a lot inferior.

After observing for a while and finding no abnormalities, Somo looked at the remaining two tents one by one again.

Half a moment.

As the camera zoomed back to directly above the smoke column, giving an overview of the entire camp, Somo rubbed his temples and slowly leaned against the earth wall.

"Everyone has marks. The most common ones are white marks, the ones above are yellow, and the highest ones are blue."

"Nine times out of ten, this thing is the source of their ability, or something that can distinguish between ourselves and the enemy."

"It would be great if we could find a way to get this mark. No, just get a lone person."

"As long as it can be killed, this mark will lose its owner. At that time, through system identification, we can see its true attributes and usage methods."

"Maybe I can even use it by upgrading it!"

In his heart, Somo was already certain about the origin of the Demon Soul Clan's unique disguise ability.

This mark is most likely the source of their strange abilities.

But if you want to check, the conditions for system identification cannot be met at this time, and the person who is alone must be caught.

Under the skin.

After discovering that as long as he could catch a lone person, he could successfully break the situation, Sumo's thinking became clear.

This trick of luring a snake out of its hole has been tested just now.

The opponent will most likely not attack alone, but will form a queue to look after each other.

In this process, it is extremely difficult to kill one of them silently. Once the car overturns, it will inevitably be exposed.

Therefore, if you want to achieve the perfect crime

Staring at the flesh and blood that was still crawling crazily in the camera, Sumo's eyes narrowed and he had an idea in an instant.

"Damn it, it's so hard to transform into this dwarf. It feels like someone has cast a slow spell while walking. Please help me get the awl."

"Damn, no, when I return to the clan this time, I will definitely sell this garbage dwarf template and add some money to buy a more comfortable one."

It was observed that the battery powering the device seemed to have malfunctioned, and the yellow maintenance indicator light came on.

The dwarf sitting on top of the battery muttered as he jumped down and walked skillfully behind the battery.

However, his words did not make the other dwarf agree. Instead, a somewhat complaining voice sounded:

"Hmm? Hal? You know now?"

"I said it so many times at that time, but I just couldn't stop it. You said it wouldn't be good for us to buy a high-level modified person and make orders for people in the clan every day? Do you have to come here to collect information in fear in exchange for contribution points?"

"Harm, Turner, I didn't mean to do it. They said that there are a lot of dwarves now and they have a lot of territory. If you sneak in, you will definitely be full and get a lot of good things in exchange for more contribution points."

"But I didn't expect that these low-class dwarves eat the same food as pig food, and have almost no welfare. They are simply not human!"

Taking the awl handed over by the dwarf Turner, he tapped several covers at the rear, and the yellow indicator light went out.

Watching the green indicator light turn on again, Dwarf Hal laughed twice.

"Although we cannot collect the information about Soma, the King of Humanity, due to the status of the lord, we can still complete this order."

"Presumably the identities of these humans under his command will be very popular. When the time comes, just selling a few will be enough for us to replace a set of good templates. Even if this king of humans develops quickly, maybe we can also replace it with a top-notch one.

There are a few templates, it’s really cool!”

"Yes, but this dwarf identity is still somewhat useful. Fortunately, we stay in the Blackstone Camp and know a lot. We can go out and get the template before the old people in the clan find out. Otherwise, when they find out, we will just want to drink soup.

I can’t drink anymore, wait.”

"Why is this yellow again?"

Looking forward to a bright future, the two "dwarves" were just about to climb onto the battery and sit down.

But before they could complete this action, the battery indicator light that had just been repaired by the dwarf Hal once again turned into a yellow fault prompt.

This time, both of them were not calm at the same time.

"I didn't buy this thing second-hand, how could something go wrong!"
To be continued...