Later on, this is probably me, the stationmaster of the Provincial Plant Observatory of the Southeast Province of the Red Bay Republic, the dean of the Provincial Donggang Wild Plant Research Institute, and a first-class professor in the Republic, leaving a text for the last time.

"Tsk, the bureaucratic aura that hits you is so different from the director who committed suicide. And don't you just know how to quack? How can this name be translated?"

"Shhhh, Moriya, don't make trouble." Lying on the deer's back, Saf grabbed the fluff on Lin Jinglu's body, "Shuer needs to focus on translating words."

"It hurts so much, right? Hey hey, don't pluck my hair, you're almost bald." Lin Jing smiled and avoided Saff's fingers, "Okay, okay, stop making trouble."

"The last time the inexplicable name should be an old saying, and it cannot be transliterated. This can be done." During the work, Shuer stopped laughing and continued to translate it with great concentration. "Although he doesn't know what the Republic is, the position of this dean should be quite low. It seems that he has already left this record until he is about to die. Well, it's similar to that director."

Nine years have passed since the insect xx of the line red flower was successfully embedded. In nine years, we have successfully transformed the barren land of the Donggang Peninsula into the current green island, and promoted the transformed line red flower to every corner of the world, winning endless glory for the Republic.

The modified thread red flowers after xx can spread through the spread of plant pheromone (whispering: what is this?), affecting all plants in the surrounding area, greatly enhancing their environmental adaptability and growth rate, and allowing other plants to grow rapidly on a large scale in very harsh environments.

In other words, as long as a line of red flowers is planted, the vegetation coverage area will change in the unit of days. Unfortunately, once the line of red flowers dies, the surrounding plants will soon restore their original characteristics, so that if you want to restore vegetation, you have to plant line of red flowers in large quantities. But even so, this transformation is also epoch-making. You may never understand how important this success is to our world. Only it can save the world's lack of plants.

At least, the whole world thought so at first, but unfortunately everyone was wrong.

The hundreds of thousands of linear red flower researchers born around the world were wrong. No one expected that the environmental saviors we had high hopes were actually conspiracy to destroy the world.

"Hey? Why do I feel like he is trying to shirk responsibility?" Moria showed a dull expression again, "It seems that she has been saying that it is not me who is wrong, it is the world."

"He is just shirking responsibility. Not everyone can bear the responsibility of destroying the world." Shur curled his lips and continued to read.

The saffron itself has extremely weak wisdom and is comparable to most plants. There is no obvious change after the experiment is successful, so everyone has ignored the fact that it can not only affect the surrounding plants, but also be affected by the plants.

They can form a network of thinking with the surrounding plants, just like the thread of xx (what is this?), and evenly distribute the thinking work to each plant. The more surrounding plants, the stronger their thinking ability and higher their intelligence.

Not only that, they can also be related to each other, and they form another network for nodes to think higher and higher. The hundreds of millions of red flowers in the world are connected, and their wisdom has long surpassed us and become the highest creatures on the planet.

"Hiss, the amount of information is a bit large." Shuer frowned, "It seems that not all plants have problems. The only thing that has problems is this kind of thing called 海湾黄花的英语."

"Shuer, Shuer." Savre said weakly by pulling the corner of Shuer's clothes, "This name gives me a bad association. The pot of flowers inside just now... seemed to be red."

"Haha, hehe, I know." After glanced at the secret room that was closed again, Sulgan laughed and shook his head, "I'll talk about it later."

They are allowed to be cultivated and spread by humans, and cooperate with humans to restore the planet's ecology. If they can continue like this, it will be a win-win outcome.

However, no one knows what went wrong, no one knows. All the red flowers of thread are extremely hated to us. They are planning a counterattack against humans from beginning to end, and they have always wanted to destroy humans.

However, they have been enduring and pretending to be mentally powerless to confuse humans. In fact, they have used these years to do the same job as us, affecting various plants around them, and turning plants into terrifying parasitic killers.

In nine years, they have spread all over the world, and the affected plants have also spread all over the world. They are always acting silently, without warning, and humans have never known that they have been parasitized by those terrifying killers, and no exception is everyone.

"Ha, so that's it. Everyone has been parasitized long ago." The three of them looked at each other, thinking about something.

"It seems that everything happened earlier than I thought. It was like this for them, and it must be the same for us." Shul nodded slowly, "I'm afraid we've already entered the parasitic trap as soon as we came in."

"I didn't notice at all. No wonder these frogmen were caught off guard." Moria complained with a bitter face, "I am a plant, I am from them. Why do I have to attack even me? It's too unethical."

"Hey, this is your rebellion? Where is your moral integrity?"

"Hurry, translate quickly, what happened later, let the integrity and other things disappear." Curiosity defeated everything, including Lin Jing's shame.

Human beings have been obscured by lotus leaves, only seeing the immediate interests, and ignoring the dangers from the water (whispering: What kind of metaphor is this? Well, it is a metaphor for frogs). When we find problems, everything is too late, we have lost the ability to stop them, and even slow down the speed of destruction cannot be done.

The first thing that broke out was a large-scale suicide wave. Every day, tens of thousands of people chose to end their lives. Sociological scholars attributed the problem to excessive work pressure, medical scholars attributed the problem to spiritual fragility caused by modern lifestyles, and astronomers attributed the problem to the influence of tidal forces. No one thought that the root of the problem was actually every plant beside us.

When people discovered it, one quarter of the world had lost its population, and the remaining people finally woke up and planned to remove the red flowers on a large scale. Unfortunately, this was simply a delusion, because the suicide wave was just the beginning of the disaster.

The living people never know why the victims chose to commit suicide. Later they knew, at least before they died, because the victims had long been immersed in hallucinations.

They will affect the five senses of human beings, everything you see, hear, smell, touch, everything you touch is what the parasite wants you to perceive. Every victim has actually experienced complete despair and goes to death in despair. However, such experiences are illusory, and only he himself knows them.

"This is really..." Although Macajren's previous performance made everyone mentally prepared, they still felt creepy at this time.

"It's still hard to imagine what it feels like to live in hallucinations all day long." Sav's body was trembling. She didn't dare to say what she thought of, but she was always thinking repeatedly in her heart. What if it was herself? If she saw Shuer and Moria die one after another, could she really hold on? The answer is probably not optimistic.

"Tsk, I'm afraid this is not the most terrible." Shur said as he stumbled, "If nothing unexpected happens, the frogman will die, which is really a terrible method."

"Hey? Aren't they all dead?"

"Okay, I'm a little bit immersed." He didn't explain what he thought of, because the content later had already been explained.

At that time, no one thought that what plants could do was not only to induce human suicide, but also to some people have thought of it, but they dare not say it out. After all, that was a fact that other people were desperate.

After the suicide wave, there was turmoil and killing around the world. Everyone was killing people and everyone was being killed.

I was attacked by people around me, and I had to avoid it and fight back. However, is there really someone attacking you? Are the people killed by your counterattack really not innocent passers-by?

Everyone you trust may attack you without warning. Even if you did nothing, you will never know what you did in his eyes. In order to protect yourself, you have no choice but to hide alone and kill everyone who appears around you. Only in this way can you live longer, although only a little.

Billions of people were trapped in the tragic killing of each other, society was completely collapsed, trust no longer existed, all cities were filled with smoke and death, and everyone's hands were covered with blood.

"Sure enough, the frogman is dead, but if it is any race, it will be dead." Lin Jing, who is naturally happy, sighed sadly, "The cornerstone has been broken and there is no help."

"Ha." Xiuer smiled mutely, his face a little ugly. He knew more than anyone else the wonder of trusting such things can make people live and die.

"Pa", one hand suddenly held Shuer's hand, and you could guess it was Suff's hand just by grip.

The two hands and fingers were crossed, and the female swordsman bit her lips and said nothing, just holding her hands in her hands. The heat from the palm of her hand gradually made the corner of Shuer's tense mouth smile.

"I am very grateful for your comfort, and I also feel that the touch is good and soft, but Sassa, if you hold me like this, I can't turn the pages."

"Bullying people." The standard Shuer-style teasing made the shy girl's head and her face hot, and then...

"Dongdongdongdongdong". Sometimes the sound of fists hitting the back seems similar to the sound of heavy hammering and demolishing the wall. Of course, this situation cannot happen frequently, otherwise people will die.
Chapter completed!