Free Web NovelChapter 776: Chapter 686: Subway Shadows of the Worms
"What are you standing there for."
The soldier scoundrel moved forward, reaching out his hand to the somewhat dazed Xiaoliu.
Regaining his senses, Xiaoliu grasped the soldier scoundrel’s hand, but was hit by his shoulder and sat back on the ground.
"Get up by yourself."
"You punched me once more during the day, consider me petty, this is me paying you back."
"Thanks."
Shaking his head, Xiaoliu stood up and brushed off the dust on his body, and looked in Frey’s direction, thinking of something.
Fortunately, there was no major harm; the girl’s head only hit the tree, scraping the skin. Frey sat up with a somewhat dazed look, surveying her surroundings.
After confirming there were no issues, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why are you here?"
"Why don’t you ask yourself?"
"What are you doing in this secluded place at such a late hour without sleeping?"
"If it weren’t for me being kind enough to look for you, you’d be dragged out by tomorrow at this time."
"Pleased to meet you again, Huang Yusheng."
"Jiulong People." Xiaoliu murmured.
"Not much of a difference." Huang Yusheng shrugged.
"Thanks for tonight."
"No need to thank me, just remember you owe me a favor."
"Okay."
"Never thought the gun I just assembled would be put to use so soon." Huang Yusheng inserted the raider into the gun holder.
"I have a question."
"Why weren’t you willing to help me assemble the gun during the day?"
"Is that the tone of someone asking for a favor?" Frey glared at Huang Yusheng with irritation.
"I’ve said it." Xiaoliu exhaled lightly, "Precisely because we’re comrades, I can’t do that."
"Assemble it once by yourself with the manual, you’ll remember better the next time you do it."
Huang Yusheng’s mouth twisted, letting out a sneer:
"Just for that?"
"Yeah."
"You really are a, blockhead."
"Blockhead?" Xiaoliu was puzzled.
"Nothing, it’s a compliment in our hometown dialect." Huang Yusheng extended his hand, "Pretty much what I thought."
"It’s time to head back."
"Don’t forget."
Before leaving, Huang Yusheng turned his head and gave Xiaoliu a meaningful look.
"You owe me a massive favor."
"If I encounter danger in the future, you must cross mountains and seas to save me."
...
Xu Xiaoyou quietly watched the scene, countless images flickered across the screen in front of her, with faint blue light floating over them.
At this moment, the space rippled slightly, and a gray-haired girl appeared behind her, gently embracing Xu Xiaoyou’s shoulders, her eyes half-closed.
"Youyou."
"Hmm." The girl replied.
"Have you figured out the situation with the spiral?"
"The situation is still being analyzed, the origin-tracing program is running. No loopholes have been found in the program."
Xu Xiaoyou nodded thoughtfully,
"So, this is something that is happening in reality, just projected by Oasis."
"Is it a fateful coincidence?" Xu Xiaoyou’s indifferent gaze lingered on Xiaoliu in the images.
"I will solve the mystery for you." Bai Youyou said.
"No, you misunderstood."
She had created the two predators, at such a close distance, facing the two unarmed soldiers, in what seemed like a doomed situation, yet this individual named Xiaoliu survived.
She had a vague premonition in her heart, that noticing him wasn’t a coincidence.
Bai Youyou still embraced Xu Xiaoyou. The gray-haired girl’s forehead gently rested on her shoulder, as if worried Xu Xiaoyou might suddenly leave, this was one of the few ways she could feel her own presence in this world.
"Where’s Xiaochun?"
Upon hearing the name, Bai Youyou’s eyes flickered slightly, then she slowly extended her hand and spread her fingers, and the screen in front of Xu Xiaoyou began to change.
...
The dark red-haired girl opened her eyes, waking up to find herself somehow bound on a massive spider web, in front was a deeply dark dome, surrounded by countless lives like hers, tied to the web, gradually moving towards decay.
"Hmm~"
Chichu Chun broke free from the restraints on her hands, sat up lazily, and yawned.
"Let me think, what happened."
She remembered stepping into the subway station, arriving at the Textile Lady’s nest, where the station was in chaos, and then...
Alright, she ate something bad.
Someone had tampered with the glands of those Textile Ladies, causing her to produce pheromones that activate receptors in her body, and once consumed, she lost resistance to the hallucinogenic gas in the air.
Unfortunately, even during her dormancy, her body instinctively defends itself.
Rather, she seemed more like a monster that way.
Lost in irrationality, instinctively reacting, craving Bloodthirst.
Looking at the numerous corpses around, Chichu Chun’s lips curved slightly; surely the mischief-making parties suffered greatly when attempting to deal with her.
Thanks to her, the subway station was covered in enormous spider webs, and through the traces left by battles around her, Chichu Chun easily imagined the scene of her insectified self fighting against these people. Clearly, they were all torn apart by fangs.
She didn’t want to become such a monster.
Coming to grips with what had happened, Chichu Chun hung upside down, leaping lightly to the ground.
She walked through the empty subway station, observing the deep scratches left by spider claws on the walls, and the corpses slumped against the wall, faces full of fear. Among them, one man dressed in a church robe was cut in half at the waist, his broken mask revealing a gray face beneath.
Seeing these people’s attire, Chichu Chun vaguely felt familiarity; Sister Tang seemed to have mentioned it to her.
Pole Star Association, bishop, "Fury" Witch, and other terms floated in her mind.
Judging by their appearance, it seemed they were concealing something during their withdrawal.
At this moment, she suddenly noticed a silhouette with breath lying in the corner.
The woman had a long gash on her front, almost sliced from neck to abdomen, and flies danced before her vacant pupils.
"Save me... Save me..."
Upon sensing someone approaching, the woman’s cracked lips uttered a weak plea.
Upon seeing the face of the newcomer, the murky eyes of the woman welled up with tears, her expression abruptly changed to terror, and she began shaking her head incessantly.
"Monster... Monster... Kill me... Kill me!"
"I don’t like that title." Chichu Chun stepped closer to the woman, "Only I can call myself that."
"But I still magnanimously decided to save you."
As she spoke, Chichu Chun sliced her fingertip, crouching with interest to let the blood drip into the woman’s mouth. As the fresh blood entered the woman’s mouth, her chest wound healed visibly, and her complexion regained color, though her eyes only grew increasingly terrified.
"Tell me, what are you transferring."
Chichu Chun abruptly pulled the woman into her Insect Race network, beginning to sift through her memory.
She saw a... brain, very large, extremely large, its tissue spread across an entire train carriage, with blood vessels extending from the floor to the ceiling, and then to everywhere she could see.
She heard flesh buds from the brain emitting cries...
She saw.....
Chichu Chun’s expression drastically changed.
She saw a slender figure clad in a sand-gray robe slowly turning towards her.
Solomon!
"Ah!" Chichu Chun screamed in pain, blood flowing from her eyes as she staggered back and hit the wall.
At that moment, it was as if the chimes of ten thousand churches exploded by her ear, the intense buzzing swept through her brain, flooding every corner.
Her blood froze at that moment, some fear accelerated through her veins, crazily seizing her heart, trying to strip away her consciousness completely. After what felt like ages, the palpitations slightly eased.
Only then did Chichu Chun realize she was drenched in cold sweat.
No mistake,
She had just faced that person, Solomon noticed her!
Her instinct told her Solomon was brewing a grand scheme, even Eight-Spider Nest Mother knew not of it.
The scene she just saw was on the third basement level of the subway station, there must be clues left there.
Thinking of this, Chichu Chun turned and hurriedly left.
Lying on the ground, the woman shed one last tear after a brief respite.
In the next instant, her body began to spasm and convulse, densely sprouting black scales on her face, swiftly covering it entirely. A pair of blue-black claws tore open her chest from within.
