Chapter 204 I Want to Grow... I Want to Sprout...
"Hehe."
"Buddha, you don't know."
"These holy trees are really magical. As long as you pray to them, they will be full of these foods."
Zhu Laoliu smiled mysteriously, explaining the specific effects of the holy trees, and waved to his subordinates around him.
Soon.
A dozen refugees in shackles were released from the cages near the wooden house and brought to the scene.
Zhu Laoliu waved again, and his men brought a pot of cooked ribs and a whole pot of fragrant rice to everyone.
Devour them.
A dozen refugees, regardless of the mud and stains on their hands, grabbed the meat in the pot and ate it, then stuffed the fragrant rice into their mouths and chewed it whole.
Soon.
A large pot of meat and a whole pot of rice were eaten up by the refugees.
"I promised you that as long as you work for me, I will give you delicious food."
"Now...you guys go under that tree, kneel down and pray to the holy tree, and say that you want to have enough food, and you want pearl fragrant rice and fine meat ribs."
Zhu Laoliu pointed to a holy tree in the distance and asked the refugees to go and pray.
Just pray?
Just say a few words?
The refugees looked at each other, but in the end they all followed Zhu Laoliu's instructions, ran to the holy tree and knelt down to pray, hoping to give themselves a lot of food.
Sure enough.
A large amount of fragrant rice and fine meat soon formed on the branches of the holy tree, which was several times more than what the refugees ate, and it was still being produced in an endless supply...
"Buddha, look."
"The lives of these untouchables are all used for prayer."
"We only need to give them a small part of the food, and the rest is all profit!!"
Zhu Laoliu said excitedly that all the miserable and desperate refugees were consumables for praying for food.
The lives of these untouchables are not worth as much as a few bags of rice, but after praying here, they can be exchanged for more fine food.
"You understand the slave trade."
"The lives of refugees are exchanged for a lot of food, and then the food is exchanged for more refugees... Will the cycle continue?"
The Buddha saw through the essence of Zhu Laoliu's business at a glance. The business in front of him was a recyclable and profitable project, and the only thing consumed was the lives of untouchables.
"Do you have a way to expand production?"
The Smiling Buddha continued to ask, and Zhu Laoliu's eyes became more cunning, and then he asked his subordinates to grab a refugee and walk forward.
Snap.
Zhu Laoliu patted the head and shoulders of a completely withered sculpture in front of him.
Snap, snap, snap.
The body of the statue suddenly fell apart and turned into ashes, and there was a creeping blood-colored tumor inside, growing a large number of tree roots.
Those tree roots, like creeping flesh tentacles, can crawl and creep quickly on the ground, and can also find the next host.
"Master Buddha, please look."
"This is the seed of the holy tree."
"They will parasitize humans."
Zhu Laoliu grabbed the bloody tumor and put it on the refugee in front of him.
Poof.
The sound of flesh tearing came.
The small tumor covered with roots drilled into the refugee's body, then quickly crawled to the heart, tore open the organs and drilled in.
Growth.
Roots extended from the heart, replacing the original blood vessels, gradually spreading on the body.
Visible to the naked eye.
Under the skin, blood vessels wriggled, like countless earthworms crawling quickly, and like the veins of ancient leaves expanding into each thin blood vessel.
Mutation.
This human was seriously deformed.
Zhu Laoliu ordered his subordinates to let him go. Although the parasitized human had a hideous face and bulging blood vessels all over his body, he was actually not aggressive.
"Cave... I want to grow... I want to sprout..."
The deformed human, with mucus flowing from his mouth, muttered some words.
The power of the holy tree seed controlled the brain of the deformed person, looking for moist soil, and began to dig his own cave.
Digging.
The human controlled by the holy tree seed had a pair of hands full of bulging blue veins, which were wrapped together to form a shovel-like tool.
It began to dig quickly around a wet mud wall until it formed a space that belonged to it alone.
Bury.
The human lay on the soil.
Countless tree roots broke out of the body, drilled out from all organs of the body, took root deeply in the soil, and then grew rapidly with the help of the human's body.
Soon.
A deformed human-shaped black blood holy tree appeared in the cave.
"Look, Master Buddha."
"A new holy tree has appeared."
"After those untouchables pray a few times, they will become this kind of tree, which can be used to produce more holy trees."
Zhu Laoliu pointed to the gradually taking shape of the holy tree, indicating that in a day or two, the holy tree in front of him can also join the ranks of "production".
There are more and more holy trees.
More refugees, we can pray together.
At that time... the refugees will disappear as consumables, and a large amount of material food will be produced, which will not only solve the problem of garbage population, but also make a lot of profit.
Kill two birds with one stone!!
What is the price?
So what is the price?
Have those disappeared refugees really just turned into food and lean meat?
No...
Their souls were swallowed up by the Black Blood Sacred Tree, causing them to become stronger and stronger.
"How many other holy tree factories are there?"
A young man next to the Smiling Buddha no longer hid himself, holding a cute little boy and slowly walked out of the bodyguards.
"As far as I know."
"There are a lot of people doing this business recently, at least a dozen groups."
Zhu Laoliu replied that there are still many smart people, and he is not the only one who uses the holy tree to make money.
Many believers...like Zhu Laoliu, used materials and food as bait to attract a large number of desperate poor refugees and launched special sermons.
"It's moving too fast."
"If we don't control it, in just a month or two, the entire sanctuary base will become believers in the Black Blood Sacred Tree."
Yang Feng judged, then turned to look at the other man hiding behind Fat Jinya, and asked: "Xia Hai, what do you think?"
Natsumi.
In the bodyguard group hidden behind Fat Jinya, not only Yang Feng, but also several officials went to witness it.
"It's really incredible that food can grow through prayer, and it's of great use value."
Xia Hai answered truthfully, just consuming human life can be exchanged for a large amount of supplies, which is indeed a great temptation for the end of the world when supplies are scarce.
but.
The price is also unbearable.
If it spreads, in a month or two, followers of the Black Blood Holy Tree will spread all over the shelter, and all the refugees will turn into holy trees...
"Then I'll show you again."
Yang Feng stretched his palm forward slightly, and a figure appeared in the darkness.
[Prisoner of Black Prison] - Raging Flame Evil Spirit.
The evil soul, whose body was burning with black flames, had streaks of hot demonic flames appearing in his hands, and then he threw them in the direction of the Black Blood Sacred Tree.
Boom boom boom boom.
Black magic flames immediately covered the Black Blood Sacred Tree, burning hotly.
"Ahhhhh!"
"Yeah yeah yeah!"
The Black Blood Sacred Tree let out a shrill scream.
The withered human faces on the bark of the tree howled in pain and were quickly burned to ashes.
Indistinctly.
There is an even more terrifying force that wraps around every drop of soul water. The Black Blood Sacred Tree has long since eaten away the soul.
They did not return to the embrace of the Sea of Life, but fell into the bottomless abyss and into the alien rift of the Black Blood Sacred Tree.
The soul... was devoured! !
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