Invade the World

  Chapter 341 Cicadas in Autumn

  Cicada.

  This is a weak creature that is said to be born in midsummer and die in autumn.

  Xu Xiangyang does not understand the difference between insects. Catalpa-shaped insects, cicadas, and even cockroaches may not make much difference in his eyes.

  And the reason why he can tell the difference in the first time is because...

  Screaming.

  The never-ending, tireless cicada cries are the symbol of summer in people’s memory.

  I heard that cicada pupae generally need to hide in the soil for a period of half to a year before they can get out of the ground and become adults. Some larvae will stay for several years.

   And their only goal since their birth, the purpose of this race since its birth, is to shout—no matter day or night, whether anyone cares or is bored, they must fight for their lives and shout with all their strength.

   was faint at first, only the hustle and bustle rang in the ears. Like the boiling kettle in the kitchen next door, the "patters" kept ringing. Someone wanted to turn off the fire, but their body couldn't move.

  Xu Xiangyang felt that his body was poured into the cement, his throat couldn't make a sound, his limbs couldn't make movements...

  The soft air flowed from the tip of his nose, and the only thing he could do was "listen" and listen carefully.

The voice slowly strengthened with an irresistible momentum, becoming louder and louder, more and more noisy, until the eardrum swelled, making him feel upset—perhaps, it was because he unconsciously concentrated on it. For listening's sake.

  But the more irritable you are, the more you want to cover your ears, the less you can ignore the intrusion of noise.

  Cicada scream, cicada scream, cicada scream.

People can’t help but think of the passing summer: the air is suffocating, the water evaporating from the asphalt road is swaying like a phantom, half of the whole city is hidden in the shade of the trees, and the tireless cicadas are like no more after opening. When the radio is turned off, the speakers that have not tuned the channel are full of noise.

   Irritability, irritability, restlessness, irritability, restlessness——

His breathing is slowly becoming faster, his chest is undulating violently as if he can't catch his breath, the eyes that are staring straight ahead are filled with a lot of blood, and his face is also flushed, and he seems to be unconscious about it. Feeling, just staring forward.

  The blood all over the body is running against the current, and there is a feeling of fiery anxiety everywhere where it flows.

  ——Then he saw the giant insect lying prone on the tall building with its transparent double wings.

  How incredible.

  A worm bigger than a building...

Accompanied by the louder screaming in his ears, he felt as if he was in the middle of the stage of a grand symphony, surrounded by red-faced musicians, blowing and playing with a magical frenzy. During the ensemble, the row of hills and seas resounded straight into the sky, resounding across the sky, and the whole world was submerged in a sea of ​​music-no, it was even more exaggerated than this feeling. He was not an audience who strayed into the stage, but squatted. On the single oboe or trumpet trombone, a trivial insect that is undulating with the vibrating vibration of the vibrator...

  An insect.

  A...insect.

  What kind of bug?

   "Cicada."

  People's thinking is blank.

  Xu Xiangyang's bloodshot brain, there is only one word and one word left.

   Terrible sounds, terrible scenes, terrible mental anomalies.

But for Xu Xiangyang, any kind of anomalous phenomenon is like a wave rolled up and beaten on the shore of the reef, and finally broken into jade fragments, like layers of snowflakes stacked and overturned, and the rock remains motionless, regardless of the time. How amazing, how surging, how menacing it looked, when I photographed myself...there was only the shock that passed before my eyes.

  So, after seeing the cicada with his own eyes, Xu Xiangyang reacted very quickly after a shock.

He quickly turned his head and saw that both Zhu Qingyue and Lin Xingjie were staring at the opposite side of the road without blinking. They were looking in a trance, and quickly stretched out their hands, pulling the arms of the two girls and rubbing theirs. Little hands, want to make the girls wake up.

   "Ah, this..."

  Before Xu Xiangyang began to consider whether to slap and slap her face, Lin Xingjie's face flushed, and she recovered in time.

   "No, sorry."

  She apologized softly.

   "Is that some kind of hallucination ability? It doesn't feel like the moth in Qingyue... We may just be shocked."

"Oh, it’s too weird to ask people to stare at a huge insect, it will only make people feel sick and nauseous. If the other’s ability is to create hallucinations, I hope to see more real and beautiful, something more like Dream stuff,"

  Sir squad leader has also recovered, she sighed slightly, seemingly regretful.

  "For example, the three of us are lying upside down on the bed—"

  "Shut up, please!"

It was the second time that Lin Xingjie complained this way. Not only did she tightly cover her mouth this time, she also scratched her armpit, so as not to have any horrifying horrible jokes from the restless little cherry mouth. .

   "...So, like me, you also saw the cicada on the opposite house?"

The situation at this time was very different from the past. Even the frolicking between the beautiful girls who watched relish on weekdays could not take Xu Xiangyang's attention. He still frowned and pointed in the opposite direction of the street, so the two followed him. Look at the direction of the fingers together.

  The huge worm was still lying there quietly, and did not disappear because the young people were sober.

   "Yes, I can see it. It's become so big, it's hard to really ignore it."

  The squad leader who was still smiling happily, slowly reduced her smile, while the long-haired girl tightened her lips and her expression was tight.

The sound of cicadas is not as loud as it was just now, but it still exists, hovering in empty parking lots and streets, as if the world should behave like this. Everyone is gradually getting used to this monotonous noise. In the background...

  But it is autumn, late autumn, and the true cicadas should have disappeared with the change of seasons.

   "Looks like..."

  Zhu Qingyue reached out to the insect.

  She first covered the giant cicada with her palm, then slowly separated her palms and looked forward along the gap between her fingers.

  The worms blocking the building still exist.

  "It's more like a real creature."

   "I think so too, it's not an ordinary illusion." Xu Xiangyang sighed, "But the more I think about it, the more incredible it becomes. Such a scene is a bit too surreal."

  "...One morning, Gregor Samsa woke up from a restless sleep and found himself lying in bed and turned into a giant beetle..."

  The squad leader began to mutter in a low voice next to him. Xu Xiangyang thought for a while before he understood what she was saying: This is the beginning of Kafka's "The Metamorphosis", which tells the story of a man who turned into a big beetle after waking up in the morning.

  As for why? There is no reason, no reason, only absurdity.

  This is exactly the same as their current mood.

"It should be an attack by someone in the group of guys." After reorganizing his mood, Xu Xiangyang analyzed seriously, "Judging from Meng Zheng's tone, the person and him may not be the same, but he knows the existence of this person... …"

  He glanced at Meng Zheng who was not far away-just like himself and the others, he kept sitting on his knees and stared at the other side of the street blankly.

  Not only him, all the psychics present were recruited. They were all motionless like sculptures, their heads with different angles twisted in the same direction, and a dozen pairs of eyes looked straight ahead.

  The performance of the people is like fanatical believers paying homage to a religious mural, immobile like a demon, and the scene is very strange.

   "Look at it!"

  At this time, Qingyue let out an exclamation. Xu Xiangyang followed her gaze and looked into the distance on the opposite street, and was stunned.

   "That, that is..."

  On another building less than tens of meters away from the building in front of you, a huge cicada was also lying on its stomach!

  Moreover, no matter what it looks like or how big it is... it's all exactly the same as the original one, just like a mirror image.

  "More than one end, two ends..."

When the young people noticed that there was a second giant cicada, the number of cicadas increased endlessly based on the speed at which their eyes turned. In a short while, the front, side and invisible of each building The back, even the streets and alleys, are all covered by dark yellow and shiny insect shells and thin wings.

  The cicada lying motionless, like an endless sea, stretches to the end of the field of vision.

  This can't help but create strange associations. Will every building in the whole city have a huge cicada on their faces?

  ...It is really a creepy picture with stomach twitching.

  Like a nightmare from the deepest layer of the brain, it is staged in reality. If people with insect phobia are here, I am afraid they will pass out immediately.

  "Should we not fall into some strange world..."

   Xu Xiangyang murmured. He felt as if he was in a maze of huge insects and mirrors, otherwise, he would not be able to explain the scene before him.

   "But, the other party doesn't seem to want to do it?"

   Lin Xingjie looked left and right.

  Since the "Cicada" appeared, more than ten minutes have passed, and the streets have been silent, without any sudden attacks.

   "This man just wants to get rid of him."

  Xu Xiangyang sighed.

  It's no wonder the opponent hasn't made a move just now. He just watched Meng Zheng and others communicate with him silently, until the group of people was overthrown by his side did they suddenly appear and control the situation.

  Maintaining mastery is one thing; but on the other hand, this person is such a big battle as soon as he does it... I am afraid that for him (her), the companions around him have no meaning and will only be recruited with the enemy.

   "Is this guy doing the baby cry that makes the psychic lose control?"

   "Maybe..."

  In terms of momentum and scale, it is indeed that this enemy who has not shown up so far is more in line with the characteristics. After all, a person who can release the ability to cover the entire city must be a particularly powerful psychic, no less than Xingjie before losing control.

  He couldn't help but began to look at Meng Zheng, who was kneeling motionless like an insect solidified in amber, and secretly curled his mouth.

  ——It's not the man who was brought down in one round, right?

  Although he is the leader and has not shown his psychic abilities so far, this guy is really embarrassed. Not only is he facing the enemy, he can't even take a blow from his partner...

  The three young men stood on the spot, and waited for a while on guard. Lin Xingjie shook her head.

   "Waiting this way is not a way."

   "Should we force him out?"

"how should I do it……"

   "Interrogation first."

  Xu Xiangyang kicked Meng Zheng on the knee.

   "If this person doesn't care about his companions, it doesn't matter, we do our own."

"……good."

  Zhu Qingyue circled the man, she put her chin in her hand, and looked carefully.

   "But, what should I do? He doesn't seem to be able to speak now."

   "Think of a way to stimulate him and make him wake up. For example—"

  Xu Xiangyang thought for a while, unknowingly he lifted his foot again, preparing to give this person another kick.

  Although he was embarrassed with a nosebleed and bruised face after receiving a punch...

   But for people, creating pain is always the most direct and effective stimulus.

   "Hello."

  However, just before they were ready to do it, a figure appeared in front of them.

  The cold voice shocked them.

  This person appeared suddenly, just as suddenly as the group of giant cicadas.

  It was an indifferent woman, with a very ordinary appearance, the kind of middle-aged women who can be seen everywhere in the streets.

  Xu Xiangyang felt that this person was so familiar, that they might have had a relationship in the past. After experiencing the initial alert, he couldn't help but hesitated and said:

   "I seem to know you..."

  (End of this chapter)