Chapter 411: Cleaning Up

As for what the method is, it is simple.

To put it in one sentence, it is miracles with great force, simple and rough.

While Alesha was imagining how to kill the dirty things in this community tonight, Yorks turned his attention back to the notebook in front of him.

After knowing the truth of this world, he was actually taking targeted actions.

First: Have all the high-level human beings been possessed by these non-human dirty things?

Second: What are these dirty things, what means do they have, and do they know each other's identities?

Third: What is the source of these dirty things and how did they come into being?

Yorks' hands on the notebook keyboard in front of him have become afterimages, and the sound of snapping is continuous at this moment, never stopping for half a second.

First of all, the first point above, through investigation and on-site exploration, he concluded that not all the high-level human beings have been possessed by these dirty things.

I don't know if these dirty things don't want to be too obvious, or to be a back-up for humans to discover abnormalities, leaving some normal humans.

Of course, the actual bosses and leaders of these human high-level people are still dirty things in wolf skins.

Presidents are all dirty, so what is impossible?

But as long as they are not all possessed, then everything is fine.

The screen of York's notebook stopped at the information of a high-level person.

Dino Leblanc.

Age: 58 years old.

His head is smooth, but his face looks smart and capable.

His position is a senior senator in the Senate.

The political system of this country is similar to that of the previous life and the real world.

The Senate is equivalent to the legislative body of this country. Like the House of Representatives, it is one of the two houses of its Congress and is also known as the upper house.

The government's personnel appointments, foreign affairs treaties, peace and declaration of war treaties only need to be voted through by the Senate. Therefore, as a president, if he wants to govern smoothly, the most important thing for the president's party is to strive for the majority in the Senate.

So this position is not low.

According to the survey, Dino Leblanc has a good reputation among the people. He is a typical grassroots person. He went from a prestigious university to politics and has reached his current position.

This person is the object he chose after investigation.

As for what the object is, it is the object responsible for telling all the truth to humans.

This step is crucial, but it can only be put into action after Alesha has trapped all humans in the inner and outer worlds.

Of course, if this guy is a traitor, then he will die. York will not be soft on anyone. If he is forced into a corner, he will dare to fight those dirty things at the cost of a large number of human casualties.

York silently noted the current location of this person and what he was doing, and then continued to have sex.

The conclusion of the first point has come out.

The conclusion of the second point is that these dirty things have a very regular system, and they seem to be able to identify and know each other's identities through some properties or methods and feelings.

At the same time, it is also a thing of the same nature as ghosts. Possession and possession are similar in nature, and the actual results are not much different. The same is to take away other people's bodies for their own use.

It's just that this dirty thing seems to have the ability of rules, which is many times stronger than ghosts. As long as you use a knife to gently cut a wound, you can complete the possession by touching.

However, the dirty things lack the extraordinary abilities of ghosts, and their means are limited to humans, which are determined by the person they possess. That is to say, after taking over the body, to some extent, it is no different from humans, but it has an additional rule ability to take over the body.

The conclusion of the second point has come out, but he has not figured out the conclusion of the third point yet.

But this seems to be related to humans.

It is often said that after a human dies, if the resentment and obsession are not eliminated, he will become a ghost. This is said in the past life and the real world.

But this world does not have this saying, but thinks that ghosts are like animals, a new species.

This makes York feel awkward. Through investigation and observation, it is finally found that the dirty things seem to be related to human death.

"Isn't this the same as the saying of ghosts?" York thought to himself, but he didn't get too entangled. For him, as long as it is not endless, it's fine.

Of course, the information revealed by the random task also let York know that the number of these dirty things is limited and can be eliminated, but it is endless and can't be cleaned up.

The hands on the notebook stopped moving, and York felt that his thoughts were clear. He glanced at the plan on the screen and closed the notebook.

When Alessa seemed to notice and stopped fantasizing and looked over, he looked at the sun that was about to fall outside the window and said.

"Alessa, it's almost time, we can start."

Hearing this, Alessa grinned, showing her big white teeth, and nodded fiercely.

"Okay, Uncle York."

——

Time keeps passing.

The sun gradually set in the west, and the sky was dyed red by the golden and orange afterglow, and the whole earth, including the apartment area of ​​the vk community, was implicated.

Under the setting sun, the outlines of the buildings were clearly visible, forming beautiful silhouettes, casting long shadows on the walls and the streets, and passers-by walking on the streets were walking after get off work or out for a walk or walking their dogs.

The overall atmosphere was peaceful, and this atmosphere also permeated the apartment area in the vk community.

Room 406, Apartment Building No. 2.

A man appeared on the balcony, staring down at the passers-by walking on the street below with a condescending look, with an expressionless face.

If someone looked closely at his eyes, they would feel creepy and their hair would be aroused.

Because the man's eyes were exactly the same as the eyes of humans looking at the food on the table, and his upper and lower bodies were stained with blood.

The blood flowed from his clothes to the clean balcony floor, revealing a kind of cruelty in the scarlet.

The man stood on the balcony and watched for a few minutes, then walked back.

The living room was already in a mess.

The walls, including the sofa and coffee table, and the TV were all scarlet blood.

On the most terrifying living room floor, there were two piles of bloody and inhuman flesh.

One big and one small.

The big flesh could still vaguely see long hair, this was a woman, and the small one, judging from the shape of the clothes, was a child.

The man walked over, expressionlessly kicked the small meat ball in front of him, as if he felt it was an eyesore.

With a puff, the meat ball that was not in human shape was kicked to the side of the TV and hit the big meat ball.

Viewpoint Along the upper edge of the two meat balls, there was a photo frame on the table where the TV was placed.

The photo was a photo of a family of three. The man and the woman stood behind a boy, and the three of them faced the camera with very bright smiles.

From their smiles, you can feel that this is a happy family.

"Hello," the man in the photo picked up the bloody hand on the coffee table and dialed a number.

"Nelson?"

When the phone sounded, the man sat on the bloody coffee table and spoke.

"It's me, Justin, do me a favor, I found a new toy."

"Well? Help?" The voice from the phone was the same temperature, but a little confused.

"That toy gives me a very dangerous feeling, I'm afraid I can't handle it myself." Nelson looked at the two bloody meat balls, with only indifference in his eyes.

"Not just you, I may have to find Marcelo and the others."

"Chet!" A curse came from the phone.

In Room 206 of Apartment 2, a man sat in front of the dining table and cursed.

"Nelson, you are so fk shameful."

As he said that, the man named Justin looked at the woman standing in the kitchen with a cold look, and suddenly picked up the bowl on the dining table and smashed it.

"Fk! If you don't finish it within three minutes, you're dead!"

The bowl hit the woman's trembling body. The woman's bruised face showed an expression of pain, but she didn't dare to shout out. She could only grit her teeth and speed up the cooking. Tears kept flowing from her eyes.

As soon as this curse came out, the phone heard a hang-up sound.

Nelson's cold expression showed strangeness for the first time. His face twitched several times, but he finally chose to endure it. The other party's origin was much stronger than his, and he could directly devour his kind.

They are the same kind, but they are destined to be strong and weak at birth. Yes, they can also devour each other, and the strong devour the weak.

The most fatal point is that their lifespan is closely related to the host. Even if the host is seriously injured and dying before taking over the body, they can take over the body and quickly recover the host's fatal injuries. However, after successfully taking over the body, as long as the host really dies, they will die with it.

And the body that has been taken over cannot be taken back again.

So if you want to stay alive, devouring each other is inevitable.

The reason why the human race can survive to this day is that the meaning of human existence is to prevent them from killing each other, otherwise humans would have perished long ago.

"Like that man's body, it looks strong and healthy, he should be able to live for a long time." Nelson couldn't help but think of Yorks, thinking of his burly figure, and subconsciously licked his lips with blood stains.

He then made several consecutive calls, and the protagonists of the conversation basically lived in the apartment area.

"Huh."

After making these calls, Nelson couldn't help but exhale, got up from the coffee table and walked along the blood path towards the second bedroom.

The second bedroom is ordinary, but it has everything. Even so, there is nothing surprising.

But Nelson went straight to the cabinet, opened it, squatted down and reached in, and soon he fumbled out a black box.

Nelson put the black box on the ground, then opened it, revealing the guns and sharp knives inside.

It only needs the man named York not to die, even if he is about to die, as long as it goes in, everything will return to normal.

Nelson thought while sorting out the things in the box. It obviously has weapons, but still needs to call for help. It can be seen how much pressure the man brought to it. So this kind of top-quality body, it must get, even if the price is to pay a little source for those same kind to devour.

The sound of clicking sounded in this second bedroom, and Nelson assembled the weapon in his hand in a short while.

But the light outside also dimmed, and it could only get up and press the switch next to it.

Although they regard humans as food and toys, they are still limited to the scope of humans. Except for the ability to take over bodies, there is basically no difference between them and humans, including knowledge and emotions.

It was as if they were some kind of parasites that could only parasitize humans and absorb their knowledge and wealth.

This made Nelson, who felt that he was already high and mighty, feel sick.

He bit his gums and prepared to continue picking up the knives in the box and equipping himself, but suddenly, his peripheral vision suddenly found something strange.

"Huh? Why is it foggy?"

In Nelson's eyes, a few wisps of mist suddenly floated in through the open window, and he frowned and muttered to himself.

"It seems that there are no conditions for fog today."

Thinking of this, Nelson strode out of the window with the gun in his hand.

Before he walked over, he saw a few gray and white snowflakes also drifting into the window with the breeze.

This was particularly strange, and Nelson made a cognitive error for the first time.

"Snow? How can there be snow in the summer season?"

He was a little confused, strode to the window, and opened his eyes instantly the next second.

I saw that the world outside had changed completely,

It was no longer the usual and bustling city.

In front of him was a world of only gray and white. The buildings that were originally towering into the sky were now all gray and white. He could not see anything as he kept extending his sight forward. His eyes were all white, as if he was shrouded in white.

There was no figure, no sound, no color, as if he was the only one left in the world.

Nelson looked down subconsciously in confusion. The street below was also covered with a layer of gray and white, like a snowy road during the snowy season.

Snowflakes fell from the gray and white sky, and were constantly blown into the window by the wind. Nelson looked up at the snowflakes all over the sky, and could not help but reach out his left hand to catch a few snowflakes and crush them with his fingers.

"Ashes? What's going on?"

Nelson looked at the black marks on his fingers and muttered to himself.

"What happened?"

Even though it thought that humans were food and that it was the master who looked down on all humans from above, it could not understand the current situation, and could not understand it at all.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a strange sound.

There was a rumble outside.

Nelson swallowed a mouthful of non-existent saliva, holding the gun, and walked towards the source of the sound.

He walked all the way to the front door, took a deep breath, and then bravely opened the door and rushed out with the gun in hand.

The corridor was the same as the outside world, all gray and white, which was a bit creepy and frightening.

Even it was it.

He thought something was wrong, but Nelson found that there was nothing under the muzzle of the gun.

The empty corridor was as quiet as death.

"Hey!"

Nelson looked around and couldn't help shouting.

"Is anyone there!"

The voice echoed in the silent corridor, bringing a burst of echoes.

It was a pity that no one answered him, and the gray and white corridor changed again.

The gray and white walls gradually appeared the kind of brown and red rotten and mottled color, including the corridor under his feet.