Biohazard Empire II

When he found the black human head statue, Richemont immediately felt a wave of mental fluctuations in his body, and seemed to want him to surrender to this statue. At the same time, the energy radiated by this statue made him feel extremely close, as if a child met his mother. The mixed feelings of intimacy and awe made him a little lost in an instant.

However, this feeling was only a moment, and then he immediately opened the vertical eyes on his forehead, and instantly emitted a powerful mental wave, regaining control of his body.

"It's dangerous..." Richemont couldn't help but murmur for a while, and even cold sweat came out. At that moment, he was almost controlled!

After calming down, he immediately felt the origin of the mental fluctuation in his heart, and then discovered that the mental fluctuation actually came from within his body, and was related to the reproductive core that he had absorbed before!

Obviously, this thing is only effective for rebuilders!

So, this is something of the Demon Race... Could it be a statue of the Demon Race?

"That was a statue of the Demon Race. I didn't expect that I would see this thing..." At this moment, a communicator in the headquarters suddenly heard a voice full of magnetism. Said in an emotional tone.

"It's rude not to knock, Mr. Three." When he heard this voice, Richemont first flashed a light in his eyes, and then said coldly without looking back. He didn't seem to know the second one who could suddenly appear at this time and uttered through the communicator.

"Haha, Mr. Richemont, please forgive me for being rude, but trying to quietly break through the central computer of the Sichuan Fortress also took me a lot of effort. I really don't know how to notify you in advance..." 'S voice sounded again, but it was full of comfort, "And don't you think that such communication is much more convenient than sending a robot every time?"

Richemont chuckled and said noncommittal: "So, this statue of the Demon Race has mind control capabilities."

The number three said immediately: "According to my detection and analysis, the stone used in this statue is a special kind of meteorite. The fluctuations of a specific frequency that it emits can affect the operation of the colony's core and indirectly affect the colonizer's brain. , To worship the demons."

This reproductive armor was not given for nothing... Richemont secretly said in his heart, and at the same time secretly glad that his reproductive armor core had a problem, allowing his spiritual will to completely replace the reproductive armor core.

"Mr. Three, don't go around, what's the matter this time?" Richemont asked knowingly. Needless to say, No. 3 appeared again, obviously to let him go to the underground of Tongcheng and take out some mysterious thing.

Sure enough, upon hearing Richemont’s words, No. 3’s voice paused, and then said: “First of all, of course, congratulations to you for successfully defeating Xu Hao and seizing the Sichuan Fortress. From then on, in this southwest region, your Dawn Party is human. The rule of society."

"Others...Naturally, we discussed it before. Go to Tongcheng to help me take out something like that." The number three said, there was some eagerness in his voice, but he didn't know who the personality template he used this time was. .

"This is natural." Richemont continued, "but please let Mr. Three allow me to arrange the affairs of the Sichuan Fortress. You know, this place has just changed hands. I must make sure that there will be no trouble."

"No problem, I can still provide you with new supplies, don't hesitate to ask if you have any requirements." At this time, the number three was rare and generous, and changed his original stingy appearance.

Richemont could not help contemptuously in his heart. This artificial intelligence can be said to be the best artificial intelligence he has ever encountered. When Richemont needed help the most, it kept covering up and was reluctant to provide anything. Now Richemont has laid down the Sichuan Fortress, and the other fortresses in the entire southwestern region are basically silent. There is no shortage of materials at all. On the contrary, No. 3 is generous.

However, since there was a bamboo stick, Richemont would naturally not let it go. He immediately pressed a button next to it and said: "Luo Tian, ​​go to the Dawn Fortress and call Er Gouzi and tell him that Mr. 3 wants to do We provide supplies." The so-called wicked have to grind the wicked. At this time, Ergouzi, the mangy dog, immediately comes in handy. It is most appropriate for him to open his mouth wide and bargain with No. 3.

Hearing that Richemont was about to call Er Gouzi, the voice of No. 3 from the communicator paused a bit. Obviously even it felt a little headache for Er Gouzi. Richemont didn't know where Er Gouzi got this knowledge, but it should have something to do with what he said "reading a bunch of books".

"In that case, I will directly send a clone to Dawn Fortress and see what Xiao Hei said. As for the matter I said before, look at Mr. Richemont..." No. 3 continued. It can be said that since Richemont returned alive from Tongcheng, the number three has been a lot more polite to him, and he has obviously regarded Richemont as an extremely important chess piece in its hands. For nothing else, Richemont came back alive from Tongcheng.

"I will go in a week." Richemont said. Even if the number three does not come, he is already going to the underground city to take a look. Because he could feel that ever since he got that mysterious blue micelle and his body evolved again, he seemed to have a feeling, as if something had been calling him constantly. And the direction of that feeling is exactly where the ruins of Tongcheng are located!

"Very well, then, don't bother for now." No. 3's voice disappeared instantly, apparently cutting off the communication system with the Sichuan Fortress.

Hearing the sound of No. 3 disappeared, Richemont couldn't help showing a sneer, then sat on the sofa next to him, and began to close his eyes to rest. Although he killed Xu Hao in one fell swoop in this battle and absorbed Xu Hao's silver cloak, the mental exhaustion cannot be repaired with physical strength. Now he desperately needs a deep sleep to release the pressure of a long battle.

In any case, he is still just a person, not a machine.

Not long after closing his eyes, Richemont fell into a deep sleep. With the continuous evolution of his body, he has now been able to precisely control the biological clock in his body, sleeping when he wants to sleep, and waking up when he wants to wake up.

I don’t know how long it took. It seemed that it was centuries, and it seemed that it was a few seconds. An anxious voice suddenly came out: "Head of State, Head of State! Wake up soon, something big happened!"

Richemont's eyes suddenly opened, shooting a sharp glow, and he immediately found that he was already lying on the huge sofa, and not far from his eyes were Luo Tian and Honglian with anxious faces.

Outside the window, the originally pure black sky had already reappeared at this time, and it seemed to be much brighter than before, obviously it was already the next day. After sleeping for more than ten hours, Richemont was a little surprised. It seemed that the repeated battles really made him a little tired.

"What's the matter?" Richemont asked immediately. Now Luo Tian, ​​Honglian and other army commanders have at least reached the original Long Ran's fifth level, and they are already able to stand on their own. They are so panicked that something really happened.

"Mycelium, a lot of mycelium! You will understand everything when you go out and have a look." Luo Tian said with difficulty, while looking out the window from time to time.

"Go." Richemont immediately got up, walked out of the bedroom, and came to the roof of the Sichuan Fortress Headquarters.

Pushing open the iron door and looking outside, he immediately noticed the abnormality.

There are a lot of white silk like catkins everywhere in the sky! These filaments are like pieces of snowflakes, slowly falling from the air, into the wilderness, into the fortress, silently. The wilderness was already white at this time, and it seemed to be paved.

Richemont grabbed it, leaving a few strands of white filaments in his hand. Upon closer inspection, it was immediately discovered that this thing looked like a mass of enlarged mold, but it was pure white. From the shape, people can't help but think of mushrooms, but they are more like white mushrooms with only the skin left. And the biggest thing is the size of a thumb, and the smallest is as big as a grain of sand.

"What's this?" Richemont murmured as he walked two steps forward, standing on the edge of the roof.

Beside him are Mu Qi and Jian Jia who have been here long ago.

Mu Qi casually pulled a strand of mycelium and threw it into his mouth, chewing it, and said: "It's been floating for half an hour. I didn't take it seriously before. Who knows it's getting more and more. This thing tastes good."

Richemont also pulled a strand of mycelium to chew, and immediately felt that the thing was extremely tough, and at the same time it had a hint of sweetness, but it was a bit like the shredded coconut sugar he had eaten before.

He looked gloomy, staring at the white mycelium that filled the space between the whole world and the earth, and said slowly: "If I'm not mistaken, this thing is a disaster of clouds..."