My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Chapter 507 Huge loan! The best opportunity to join the Demon Soul Clan! (2-in-1)

The detection principle of big-ass TV is still a mystery.

According to the display effect, even electromagnetic collection imaging and infrared reaction collection imaging cannot be so smooth and perfect.

And this was just a low-end instrument that ordinary people could use in the Yan Kingdom.

However, Su Mo, who was turning the joystick to check the camp at this time, had no intention of thinking about how much truth there was in the decline of Yan Kingdom.

As the TV screen kept getting closer, he finally saw clearly for the first time the true appearance of the instrument that emitted the smoke column.

Strictly speaking, this is not an instrument.

Rather

A glass container, restrained by a squirming mass of flesh and blood!

Unlike the brains of Lu Kuan and others in the brain box, this ball of flesh and blood is like minced meat in a meat grinder, without any rules.

Relying on the restraints of the container, the meat squirmed up and down, constantly rolling.

And with each violent ups and downs, streams of smoke also gush out from the fleshy body, spreading out through the holes in the glass, and then forming a thick smoke column.

"Sure enough, they also use mysterious old technology."

"These weird things, no matter how effective they are, just because of their appearance, they have nothing to do with being serious."

Muttering in his mouth, he pulled the camera closer and carefully observed the working principle of flesh and blood for a while, as well as the personnel who came out to maintain it. After that, Sumo decisively chose to give up.

Without him, this thing really has nothing to learn from.

The working principle of the whole process is probably that the lower base of the glass container releases a light yellow current-like stimulus that hits the flesh and blood.

Then, the flesh and blood were stimulated and began to want to escape from the container.

But there are limitations. It cannot escape through the specially-made hole at once. It can only learn to be a gecko, hoping to slowly convey its body structure.

It's a pity that every time when he reaches 30% of the work, the maintenance staff will send in some high-nutrient substances through the instrument.

Without the right to choose, he was forced to absorb these substances, and his flesh and blood began to proliferate rapidly. The 70% that had just been separated out was wasted.

Then, the current starts again, and this process is repeated repeatedly, which is the complete process of smoke column formation.

With this mode of operation alone, let alone "professionals" like the Demon Soul Clan, any villager can do it beautifully.

He continued to move the joystick, this time Sumo was still very cautious.

Facing the largest tent on the left, he did not rashly control the camera to enter. Instead, he moved the perspective to the inside of the smallest tent on the right.

"Two dwarves maintain the instrument, which is interesting!"

After entering the tent, the furnishings became normal. At a glance, Sumo saw a capacitor battery that was almost the same as the one around him.

Although the two are much larger in size, there is no difference in principle.

Because big ass monitors don't have the option to accept sound.

The two dwarves sitting on the battery chatting, what exactly they said, could not be distinguished by the shape of their mouths.

But by judging his attire and zooming in and out to observe details, Sumo was keenly aware of the anomalies.

On their necks, there was a mark about the size of a fingertip.

According to the normal up and down movement of the skin, when speaking, this part will be pulled up and down and deformed.

But the abnormal thing is that no matter what the two dwarves say, this mark still maintains a fixed pattern and will not change due to wrinkles in the skin.

It seems as if the two things are not on the same level.

In other words, the mark is like a living creature, with the ability to adjust its position according to the skin.

Of course, if you don't rely on the magnification of the monitor to observe the details, it would be difficult to detect it even if you stand in front of the other party.

Repeatedly jumping sideways tests the limits of the big ass monitor.

After making sure that even if it was placed on the other person's face, it would not cause the slightest reaction, Sumo felt relieved.

Then, he turned the rocker and his eyes came to the tent above again.

"It seems that this must be the reformer of the Bright Empire. He transformed his left hand into an electric drill, which is really cool."

As soon as you enter the center of the tent, you can immediately see the tree man who wanted to blow up his beard before.

At this time, he was comfortably rooted to the ground, with light green roots continuously transmitting the energy in the ground.

On his left side, there are three modified people who look a little weird.

Two of them had their lower parts transformed into crawlers, and judging from their function, they should be responsible for carrying things.

Another person transformed his left hand into a multi-functional "electric screwdriver" and is a proper tool man.

Similarly, Soma also found marks similar to those of the dwarves on the exposed necks of the three people and on the inside of a branch of the tree man.

But the difference is that the dwarf's mark is a rhythmic light blue mark.

The mark of the modified human and tree person is light yellow, which looks a lot inferior.

After observing for a while and finding no abnormalities, Somo looked at the remaining two tents one by one again.

A long while.

As the camera zoomed back to directly above the smoke column, giving an overview of the entire camp, Somo rubbed his temples and slowly leaned against the earth wall.

"Everyone has marks. The most common ones are white marks, the ones above are yellow, and the highest ones are blue."

"Nine times out of ten, this thing is the source of their ability, or something that can distinguish between ourselves and the enemy."

"It would be great if I could find a way to get this mark, or just a lone person."

"As long as it can be killed, this mark will have no owner. At that time, through system identification, we can see its true attributes and usage."

"Maybe I can even use it by upgrading it!"

In his heart, Sumo was already certain about the origin of the Demon Soul Clan's unique disguise ability.

This mark is most likely the source of their strange abilities.

But if you want to check, the conditions for system identification cannot be met at this time, and the person who is alone must be caught.

Under the skin.

After discovering that as long as he could catch a lone person, he could successfully break the situation, Sumo's thinking became clear.

This trick of luring a snake out of its hole has been tested just now.

The opponent will most likely not attack alone, but will form a queue to look after each other.

In this process, it is extremely difficult to kill one of them silently. Once the car overturns, it will inevitably be exposed.

Therefore, to achieve the perfect crime

Staring at the flesh and blood that was still crawling crazily in the camera, Sumo's eyes narrowed and he had an idea in an instant.

"Damn it, it's really hard to transform into this wretched dwarf. I feel like I've been under a slow spell when I walk. Please help me get the awl."

"Damn, no, when I return to the clan this time, I will definitely sell this garbage dwarf template and add some money to buy a more comfortable one."

It was observed that the battery powering the device seemed to have malfunctioned, and the yellow maintenance indicator light came on.

The dwarf sitting on top of the battery muttered as he jumped down and walked skillfully behind the battery.

However, his words did not make the other dwarf agree. Instead, a somewhat complaining voice sounded:

"Huh? Hal? You know now?"

"How many times did I say it at that time, but I just couldn't stop it. You said it wouldn't be good for us to buy a high-level modified person and make orders for people in the clan every day? Do you have to come here to collect information in fear in exchange for contribution points?"

"Harm, Turner, I didn't mean it. They said that there are a lot of dwarves now and they have a lot of territory. If you get in, you will definitely be full and get a lot of good things in exchange for more contribution points."

"But I didn't expect that these low-class dwarves eat the same food as pig food, and have almost no welfare. They are simply not human!"

Taking the awl handed over by the dwarf Turner, he knocked on several covers at the back, and the yellow indicator light went out.

Watching the green indicator light turn on again, Dwarf Hal laughed twice.

"Although we cannot collect the information about Soma, the King of Humanity, due to the identity of the lord, we can still complete this order."

"Presumably the identities of these humans under his command will be very popular. When the time comes, just selling a few will be enough for us to replace a set of good templates. Even if this king of humans develops quickly, maybe we can also replace it with a top-notch one. A few templates, it’s really cool!”

"Yes, but this dwarf identity is still somewhat useful. Fortunately, we stay in the Blackstone Camp and know a lot. We can go out and get the template before the old guys in the clan find out. Otherwise, when they find out, we just want to drink soup. I can’t drink anymore, wait a minute.”

"Why is this yellow again?"

Looking forward to a bright future, the two "dwarves" were just about to climb onto the battery and sit down.

But before they could complete this action, the battery indicator light that had just been repaired by the dwarf Hal turned into a yellow fault prompt again.

This time, both of them were not calm at the same time.

"I didn't buy this thing second-hand, so why would there be a problem!"

Walking to the back, the dwarf Hal fired the hammer again at the place where he had just struck, making a banging sound with three or two blows.

This time, the yellow fault light disappeared again.

But what was different from last time was that before Hal could turn his head, the green fault light suddenly turned yellow.

Even faster than the last transformation!

"No, no, the collector is out of control!"

"The decomposition speed is too fast. Adjust the battery speed quickly and don't pressurize it!"

Before the two dwarves could go out to call for help, the noise outside started to get louder.

After rushing out of the tent with the battery, the dwarf Hal immediately looked at the collector in the middle.

And this sight made his scalp tingle instantly.

If the previous electric shock was once every ten seconds, the decomposed material would be about 05%!

So now the electric shock becomes once every four seconds, and the decomposed material becomes 2%!

Moreover, this speed is still increasing.

If the trend continues, either the flesh and blood will escape, or the energy in the battery and the high-energy substances that replenish the flesh and blood will be exhausted!

"What should I do? The collection progress is still at the last 20%"

"Without this 20%, our templates can't even be sold at one-tenth of the price, and all the contribution points invested this time will be lost!"

Among twenty people.

It seems that the tallest bear-man among them is the most powerful.

But as he spoke, everyone's eyes turned to the two dwarves.

Obviously, they are the decision-makers of the entire team.

"go?"

"It's a shame. We took out so much money to buy the equipment. Once we go back empty-handed, we will face high interest rates."

"Even if I sell you and I, we won't be able to pay back the money, and we can only become the lowest level of mercenaries working for others. Then you might as well kill me now!"

As soon as the cautious dwarf Turner asked this question, he was interrupted by Hal, whose eyes were full of madness.

Talk about the words loan and interest.

Turner's whole body was shaken up, and there was also a trace of the madness in his eyes.

"How many refills do we have?"

The tool man quickly raised his hand: "There are still six more copies. According to the current situation, we can only support it for less than half an hour. At least forty copies are needed!"

"Forty cents? Do you know what forty cents means?"

Like a wild beast driven mad, Hal jumped up in anger and hit the tool man on the knee.

Although this force was not strong, after the mark between the two flickered, the tool man immediately lost any control over his body and fell straight to the ground.

"I hired you with money, and your lives are now mine."

"Before the information is collected, everyone, please go and stabilize the collection column immediately and slow down the energy consumption!"

"Without my order, no one can come back. Even if they die, please hold on to me!"

He pointed at the air and increased the intensity, almost forming a substantial flue.

He took out a dozen square-shaped devices and placed them on the ground.

Under Hal's repeated roars, the remaining eighteen aliens picked up the device and dispersed, starting to run towards the bottom of the flue.

In the disguised state, these people seem not to feel the pressure brought by the territory.

According to the density of one person every three kilometers, in the blink of an eye, the camp where twenty people had gathered just now became deserted.

"You go repair the energy and see if you can control the power. I will be responsible for regulating the energy blocks here."

"There is still 18%, so we must hold on!"

Hearing Hal's heavy breathing, the honest Turner nodded, walked into the tent, and began to take out tools for maintenance.

For a time, Hal was the only one left outside the entire camp.

The defense that was considered perfect before suddenly fell apart and collapsed.

"Damn it, there are indeed secrets that we don't know in the territory of Soma, the King of Humans."

"When I get the template this time, I will personally enter their territory to investigate and see what kind of medicine is in this Somo gourd?"

Another piece of high-energy material was put in, and the differentiation speed of flesh and blood was still accelerating.

The dwarf Howl was so anxious that he couldn't stop cursing.

But this time, like a ghost, a voice sounded in his ears.

"Hey, you want to know my secret?"

"You still want to take medicine?"

Wow!

It was as if someone suddenly slapped me on the back while walking at night.

Or when you are sleeping, someone roars in your ear.

For the first second, Hal was still a little dazed, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the sound.

But the next moment, he was so frightened that he almost jumped up on the spot, his mouth was trembling uncontrollably and he wanted to shout.

It's a pity that this figure was already prepared. He just stretched out his hand and pinched his neck tightly.

The words he still wanted to speak were strangled between his hands.

"Hal, what's wrong with you? There's something wrong with the collector?"

A slight noise caught the attention of Turner in the tent, but the sound was not loud. Turner, who was lying on the ground inspecting the battery, did not pay attention and just asked aloud.

"Quiet, if you want to die now, just scream out to me."

"Tell him it's okay!"

Like a demon, Somo looked at the red-faced dwarf in front of him, put on his signature smile, squatted down and spoke.

Seeing the latter nodding repeatedly, Sumo let go of his hand:

"Ahem, I'm fine. You can just deal with the battery. Ahem, I'm in charge of the outside."

"good!"

As the dominant one between the two, Hal obviously has to cherish his life more.

Such cooperation also made the smile on Sumo's face become stronger again.

"Give you a chance. You have five minutes to state why you want to invade my territory."

"Attention, you only have one chance. After you finish speaking, I will interrogate you two separately. Whoever lies will die!"

Classic interrogation techniques will never go out of style.

After hearing the first half of Somo's words, the dwarf Hal wanted to answer, but after hearing the second half, he fell silent again.

After ten seconds of thinking, Hal's expression changed again and again.

Finally, after taking a deep look at the brightly lit tent, he nodded heavily.

"I tell you, don't kill me. I can be your dog and your slave."

"good!"

…

Six minutes later.

When the dwarf Hal finished his last words, his neck was pinched by Somo on the spot.

Picking up the dagger tied to his thigh, he gently cut out the seemingly normal blue mark on the neck of the dwarf Hal.

A piece of bright red flesh appeared on Soma's hand.

"It's interesting. Before we even started, we already owed a huge loan."

"But this identity also happens to be the best opportunity for me to break into the Demon Soul Clan!"

His eyes narrowed, looking at the flesh and blood attributes scanned by the system, and thinking of all the confessions made by the dwarf Hal, Somo laughed silently.