Mystery Makes Me Strong

People watched the tentacled people in silence, and at last someone threw some cans and sausages, then turned and left.

Slowly, one by one, they all left.

Wen Rensheng was not touched, he just discovered one thing:

The prophet's crow's prediction is really powerful, one is not much, one is not much, and the number of dead is completely in line with its cry.

The tentacles looked at each other vigilantly, rolled up the cans and sausages, and left the killing place one after another.

Compared to the previous dead, they were lucky.

But compared to the previous life, they are unlucky again.

"Let's go too." Wen Rensheng shook his head.

He already knew the purpose of the game simulator before, and he also began to feel a trace of the means the other party was going to take.

Just what position to take, whether to stop the other party, watch the show neutrally, or push it, he hasn't decided yet.

Or take a step, see a step.

...

In a wasteland bar somewhere.

A sign hung on it: "Tentacles, tentacles, we are all tentacles!"

It's very lively inside.

The tentacles who had just left the place of slaughter gathered here.

They desperately need a big intoxication to numb themselves, heal themselves, and say goodbye to their past lives: women, children, wealth... ??.

Tentacle people can't go to the bank to do business.

It is also impossible to carry out various online shopping, because now it is necessary to swipe the whole body for verification.

Neither the seller nor the courier wants to deliver the goods to a monster.

"Bring me a martini!" said Mane, who was still a heavyweight commander just now, and now the tentacle man.

Instead, he found the advantage of becoming a tentacled man: he could take more than a dozen glasses of wine at a time, and he didn't have to worry about being robbed.

"Okay, sir." The bartender skillfully used his more than 30 hands to work, and abruptly manipulated it manually to make it look like a factory assembly line.

"How much salary does your boss give you?" Mann teased.

His psychological quality is very strong, after all, he has long known the end of this bowl of rice.

"Don't give me one, just say that after 30 years of work, give me a chance to qualify as a player." The bartender said expectantly.

Hehe, another fool.

You will be killed by an accidental stray bullet in the twenty-ninth year and eleven months.

Mann smiled secretly.

Because he has seen it more than once.

Neither of them knew that the invaluable player qualification in their eyes could be possessed by some people casually.

This kind of thing was not rare in the past, and it is even less rare now.

Marne drank a glass of wine, and then heard a voice next to him:

"We must unite! We must have our own organization!"

A tentacled man with a height of 2.25 meters said, waving its 30 tentacles.

Judging from the sturdy upper body only, I know that he must have been a good sportsman before.

"We're human too, just a little bit more, but we have human brains as well!"

"Yeah, I heard that disasters are no longer called disasters, but they are called Yuanling. Why do you discriminate against us?"

"Our property must be protected, and our hard-earned family business can't be so cheap to others! My name is Cruise, and tomorrow's tentacle leader election, please vote for me, and I will help everyone get what they deserve. !"

Many tentacles shouted.

"I choose you, Cruise!"

"Well said, it should have been done a long time ago!"

Mann is also a little excited, but he will not vote for the other party, he will take the lead!

After all, he was the head before.

So he shouted: "What qualifications do you have for us to choose you? Do you want to give a 30-minute speech?"

Cruise glanced at him, then said: "Very good, boy, you are very kind! I am optimistic about you, come to be my election assistant, and I will let you understand what qualifications I have!"

Saying that, it waved its tentacles and threw it towards Man.

Mann had just turned into a tentacled man, and he was still very uncomfortable. He was immediately drawn to the ground, unable to hold a few glasses of wine, and fell to the ground.

"Haha, kid, you'd better practice for a few more days and come back here to talk!" someone laughed.

Yes, still looking at the fist here.

Mann understood.

"Damn, damn!" Mann was very angry, and at the same time he quickly found his sense of identity as a tentacled person.

He is going to get stronger.

"Get up, our multi-handed people are stronger than those two-handed people! We gave up everything to survive!" After Cruz beat him, he stretched out another tentacle and pulled him up.

Marne accepts his kindness.

He knows it's what leaders do because he uses it too.

It's just a little uncomfortable to be used on myself.

As soon as he got up, he heard a voice from outside the bar: "Well said!"

The crowd looked up.

I saw the door of the bar opened, and a tentacled man in the uniform of Major McCann walked in.

He was blond, blue-eyed and handsome, but the tentacles waving on his lower body greatly destroyed this beauty, and he looked very deformed, which was a pity.

"I'm Major Lola of Eagle Castle. You may or may not have heard of it, but it doesn't matter. The purpose of my coming here is to rebuild McCann, drive out all those messes, and let this place become ours again. Paradise!"

"Just like our ancestors swept the rubbish, sweep that **** out too!"

Mann sneered in his heart, another megalomaniac.

However, the other party's words seemed to have magic power. After everyone heard it, they immediately responded.

"Well said, rebuild our paradise!"

"The trash should get out, this is our territory!"

Even Cruise, who had just met, a guy who wanted to run for the leader of the tentacles, cheered.

He must have used sorcery.

Mann thought to himself and cheered.

Because he is very aware of the ruthlessness of this kind of person, if he dares to expose it in person, there is only one way to go.

Whether it is this major or those fanatical tentacles, they will kill him to establish his prestige.

Major Lola looked at the group of deformed people in front of him, and his heart flashed with disdain.

But he still pretended to be enthusiastic and began to shout.

After all, he just got a superhero template: the motherland.

For this reason, he deliberately transformed himself into a person exactly like them.

This is what a staff member suggested: "The number of tentacles will increase day by day, because no one wants to die, and they are the most promising. Ordinary people can't adapt to this world, and they are the future in the wasteland. .uukanshu.com???

For the sake of the future, he had no choice but to aggrieve himself and transform his body structure through alien species to become the same as them.

Anyway, he can change in the future.

He needs people to revive his Eagle Fort.

Eagle Castle is now split into many small organizations, and he must have enough labor and enough territory to unify those small organizations.

Thinking of this, Major Lola, began to face everyone kindly.

He promised loudly that he had found a way to make everyone stable and strong.

"Our multi-handed people are the future of mankind, a new force for mankind, because we can work while sleeping!"

"No matter how powerful the capitalists are, we can't do what we do."

"As long as we work hard, the future will be bright."

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