The dazzling laser slowly stroked a circle above the skull, and Qi Lin immediately picked off the separated Tianling Cap with the tip of the knife.

Sure enough, a fat worm was slowly squirming inside the pile of gray-white brains that had become like rotten cotton.

“fu*k…”

Although they had known the result in advance, when the identity of the parasite was confirmed, there were still thousands of alpacas rushing in their hearts.

Parasites are much harder to deal with than the common zombies in many apocalyptic novels... After all, viruses can also be dealt with with vaccines and antibodies, but parasitic worms are different. The way this creature occupies the body is more crude and direct - a corpse that has not yet rotted can hatch thousands of larvae, and each of these larvae can control an independent parasite.

A parasite's body can even be used repeatedly and multiple times. If it cannot be completely destroyed, it will stand up again and again.

Rapid reproduction, short juvenile period, tenacious vitality, etc.... These are the characteristics that should appear in lower organisms, but the most terrifying thing lies in this.

The "king level" among the parasitic worms has wisdom that is no less than that of humans, and above the king level, there are more advanced controllers.

And this most advanced controller should be the master's brain.

The parasite was originally the "by-product" produced by the master's brain when collecting old-time literature and conducting biochemical experiments. However, the master's brain did not discard this by-product as a failure, but instead transformed it into an army - an army that can be self-sufficient and constantly conduct viral self-expansion.

Before humans could develop corresponding countermeasures, there was no way to defeat such an army except to strengthen the walls and clear the fields and prevent parasitic worms from finding suitable hosts.

But that is a strategy in the game, and in the real world, the master's mind controls more than one billion humans in the global shelter... The black tide has never had the problem of lack of military sources.

Even if you take a step back, the main brain can mass-produce bodies for parasitic worms through cloning and other methods. A parasite is enough to fight a first-level evolver alone. In terms of cost, the resources spent on cultivating an ordinary-level parasite may not be as low as a slum resident who receives monthly minimum living allowances.

"We should report this situation immediately!" No. 4 said, turning on the electronic device we carried with us, but not long after, a helpless expression appeared on his face.

"Electromagnetic interference, I suspect that the signals of the entire refuge No. 444 are blocked... Since the parasite appears here, this matter must be related to the main brain. The intelligent brain of refuge No. 444 is not locked by the main brain. It just cuts off the connection with the entire refuge network."

"Then we have to arrange for one person to return the same way." Qi Lin's eyes swept across the other four people one by one.

Number 4 is the only computer-savvy hacker in the team, and must stay. Number 3 is an architect, who is familiar with all the structures inside the 444 shelter and cannot leave. Then the only suitable candidates are Falcon No. 2 and Fifth.

"Let No. 2 go back." No. 5 said suddenly.

"No, I think it's you who should go back and report on the situation." Falcon narrowed his eyes.

"No, no, I don't want to climb that disgusting sewage pipe again."

To Qi Lin's surprise, the two of them actually pushed each other.

After knowing that there are parasites in shelter No. 444, staying is undoubtedly a more dangerous choice. If you return the same way, you can't face such a tricky monster at least before one mission.

"I have been on the Herrens line for longer than any of you, and I have the most experience with this kind of monster, so I should stay." The Falcon picked up the protective suit that No. 5 took off from the ground and threw it on him.

"Okay OK... But since I want to help you run errands, remember to invite me to have a drink after you finish. Before that, you'd better not hang up."

"Don't worry, we can't even if you hang up."

Watching No. 5 enter the sewage pipeline again, Qi Lin suddenly felt a very strange feeling... A few hours ago, they were still enemies of life and death, but when they faced the parasite and the master's brain, they all stood on the same front.

Falcon seemed to see what Qi Lin was thinking, grinned and said, "I don't want the bugs to get into my head, nor do I want to be soaked in the jar by making human flesh batteries... But I don't want my daughter to face these things in the future."

"Do you have a daughter?" Qi Lin glanced at him. Although the Falcon was tall and big, his face was only in his early twenties. Judging from the ordinary age of marriage and childbirth in the old era, many young people like him, let alone children, have not even gotten married.

"Yes, she's just one and a half years old this year and she's already calling her dad."

"Did your daughter be born in a shelter?" Qi Lin asked. Children like this who were born in a shelter are often called the "gray generation". In their childhood, they could not see the true sunshine at all, only hunger, cold and darkness filled the surroundings.

Speaking of this, Falcon's eyes were obviously dimmed a little. "When her mother gave birth to her, she died before she could even hold on until the delivery was completed. I cut her belly with a short knife and took out our daughter."

"Sorry, I don't know..."

"It's okay." Falcon waved his hand, "This kind of thing was common in the old days, let alone in the shelter... At that time, I was very poor. In order to support my daughter, I joined the army of the Consortium Alliance in the game. Not long after I joined, I was sent to the front line of Herrens. Later, due to outstanding performance, the organization took the initiative to contact me... In order to make more money, I came here."

"If it's just for making money, why not work hard for some large conglomerates? Maybe you don't have to face such a situation."

"I don't like to choose to work for a boss who may go bankrupt at any time. I know that many consortiums will be annexed in a short time after returning to the surface. War is inevitable. The choice is like betting. Since it is betting, I would rather bet on the side with a higher chance of winning... What's more, I have come to this point and can't go back." Falcon continued.

"If you can't go back, go forward... This is the worst situation I can expect, but the good news is that we are all still alive. Since we are alive, what do we have to do."
Chapter completed!