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- Chapter 337 Countermeasures
(I’m getting fatter and fatter. When I looked in the mirror, I suddenly realized that my breasts were actually bigger than my wife’s. The size was already over an E cup Oh my God, are you fucking kidding me?)
"What is this?" Lin Xiang asked subconsciously.
"————" The waiter glanced at him and spat out a word that filled the man's imagination.
"more specific!"
Lin Xiang frowned and pointed his sharp gaze at the opponent. The memory modified by the virus was extremely powerful, and he remembered clearly——The data in the palace archives showed that there was no institution breeding two-headed cows or livestock in the Black Prison City. All fresh meat and products are supplied by the Skeleton Knights.
"Of course they are fresh people, otherwise what do you think they would be?"
The waiter replied sarcastically, his eager eyes returned to Ying Jia again, his smile became vague and ambiguous: "This thing is more delicious than any drink you have ever drank. Especially for men, the taste is so good." It will become more fresh and sweetright?"
The wasteland can be understood as a incomplete world.
There are many things missing here that seemed ordinary in the old days.
Human beings are animals that can never be satisfied. With enough food to fill your hungry stomach, your brain will immediately focus on your desires. From this, there was a sense of protection from the cold and shame caused by the phenomenon of degeneration, and the emergence of clothes was logical. On the premise of solving the problem of food and clothing, human beings have gradually begun to pursue more material conveniences and how to make their lives more satisfying. Using tools to improve productivity, countless civilization products also appear from historical records.
Taking coffee as an example, humans prepared hundreds of coffee varieties in the old days, and the mellow aroma and taste became the only criteria for testing this plant beverage. In order to continue the population, coffee trees also survive in an environment full of radiation. Their fruits no longer have the strong fragrance that makes birds and animals salivate, but are covered with a thick and hard seed coat. Only in this way can mature seeds be protected as much as possible from taking root in the soil. In order to make these plants that have lost their original fragrance exude a strong flavor again, wasteland residents try to use various methods to make them suit their own requirements.
Roasting and frying, the coffee beans without removing the seed coat are mixed with feces, stirred, and dried to allow the stench to penetrate into the seeds and produce a natural mixed aroma with the fruit. This method does sound very disgusting, but the method and production principle are correct - it smells extremely bad, but it actually smells good.
A certain amount of coffee must be blended to make cappuccino. Two-headed cattle and bighorn sheep, which have mutated from domestic animals of the past, are wild species that are difficult to capture and raise. Even in Old Thorspea, the stocking stock bred by the Luton family could only maintain a very small yield. In order to make the coffee in the cup taste closer to the taste described in old books, it is naturally not a problem to add some human female milk.
“In wilderness and settlement, man is an ordinary thing. It has even become a must-have in pubs, hotels and other business establishments. The rich nutritional content is certainly one of the important reasons why people love it. more important. . . . . . Compared with the dangers that may be encountered by domesticating two-headed cows and bighorn sheep, it is simpler and easier to obtain breast juice directly from weak women.
This kind of thing is not a secret in the wilderness. There are also many prostitutes in Hidden Moon City who make a living by selling their own breast juice. The demand for food and delicious food has made people selectively forget about the possible cross-infection caused by mixing similar body fluids. It may also be due to the selection of evolved species or naturally occurring antibodies. In short, men, especially, always have an unusual preference for this white viscous liquid
Lin Xiang’s question, coupled with the waiter’s sarcastic reply, immediately caused a burst of laughter in the cafe. Among them, there is certainly ridicule of his stupidity for not knowing anything about ordinary things, but there is also strong bitterness and jealousy brought about by Ying Jia. A peerless beauty can attract everyone's attention no matter where she is, but making the man accompanying the beauty feel embarrassed and deflated is a malicious game that everyone is happy to see and will never let go.
" Just like a certain female movie star in the old days had an affair with a certain man, and the man was later questioned by the judicial authorities for some reason, the public's psychology will always produce a very strange pleasure. It is very subtle, and it is also the most direct manifestation of the disguised jealousy of all male creatures on earth.
The deafening laughter obviously had no impact on Lin Xiang. He looked thoughtfully at the half can of human milk on the table and remained silent. It seems that it is the core of the entire thinking, and it is also the key part with the most connections between the brain and nerves.
Laughter becomes more and more unbridleddread. There is a vague element of provocation in it - hostility towards strange outsiders, the defense of opponents occupying the imperial capital, the competitiveness between male creatures, and deliberate behavior in the face of the opposite sex. . . . . . All aspects may be involved.
There are many people, and it is easy to be brave.
Alcohol urges the blood to flow crazily at a faster speed, increases the heat, and makes people unconscious.
This is the Black Prison City, the imperial capital, and our own territory.
The customers sitting in the cafe are all members of the former emperor. Among them, there are several enhanced people who have been transformed by primary drugs.
The advantages are too obvious. the most important. . . . . . This boy with a beautiful girl by his side is just an ordinary person who cannot detect his aura.
As for Ying Jia, who is sitting across the table as a five-star parasite, he has been selectively forgotten.
After all, she is just a woman.
??A stunning beauty who is so beautiful that it makes people drool. She will never have any second biological reaction other than the erection of her genitals.
If the customers in the cafe are slaves, the inferiority complex caused by their low status may firmly suppress the mania deep in their hearts. . . . . . But they are not. Having a higher military qualification than slaves made them accustomed to being looked up to by slaves. The arrogance and violence flowing in the blood vessels are gradually expanding under the stimulation of alcohol.
The sarcasm and ridicule are getting louder and louder, and the words are getting more and more vulgar. The topics they are talking about are all about women. While they are showing off their powerful sexual abilities with stinky lips and spit, they have red eyes filled with alcohol. People were gathering from all directions, glancing back and forth at Ying Jia's thighs and chest.
A man sitting at the next table, obviously drunk, stood up unsteadily. He let out a series of loud wine belches, glanced sideways at Lin Xiang, and slid directly to Ying Jia's round and plump chest. He stared straight, dry lips, and tore open the collar of his clothes with all his strength, his face burned. With a burning desire, he grabbed the wine bottle on the table and took a big sip. He screamed unscrupulously and extremely excitedly: "This this bitch is so beautiful. Beauty." Son I still have more than two hundred skull yuan Let me do it once All, all for you——"
The words are unclear, but the meaning is clear enough.
Behind him, there was a burst of crazy and rude whistles and boos, filled with countless cheers and curses. In this smoky and chaotic environment, it is difficult to determine how many people's shouts are encouraging, and it is impossible to know whether the rest of the people have malicious intentions of watching or acting as actual participants. Amidst the roaring and shouting that added to the flames, the drunken man, with the peach-colored stimulation left in his retina that made him almost unable to hold back his ejaculation, smiled stupidly, opened his mouth, and stretched out his arms, as if he had lost control. It hit Ying Jia like a falling object from a high altitude.
"boom——"
The cone-shaped warhead flew out from the muzzle of the gun, flying towards the man's eyebrows with a sharp and piercing roar. The huge impact caused the heavy body to jerk backwards, and the complete head exploded under the squeeze of the explosive energy. The remaining part of the jaw connected to the lips on the shoulder opened strangely, and the body instantly turned over and fell down as if it had received an electric shock.
The overturned corpse crushed another dining table next to it. An empty wine bottle placed on the table shook, lost its balance, rolled down the table, and fell to the hard cement floor, cracking into countless crystal sharp edges. of transparent fragments.
The shouting stopped suddenly, and countless heavy breaths replaced the mixed sounds. Through the smoke that gradually dispersed in the air, the shocked people could clearly see - Ying Jia had a charming smile on her face, and in her hands, which were as soft and smooth as the warmth, she was holding a huge and heavy hand. , the m5oo with wisps of white smoke coming out of the muzzle.
From beginning to end, Lin Xiang maintained a fixed sitting posture. He seemed unaware of everything happening around him and turned a blind eye to it.
An ordinary person who doesn’t even have the most basic strengthening ability is not worth taking action on his own.
Ying Jia is no longer a weak and powerless little girl. She is very strong, and most men in the wasteland cannot pose a threat to her.
The expressions of the guests in the cafe suddenly changed. The few men who had screamed the loudest began to slowly huddle back, lowering their bodies and retreating towards the back of the crowd. They held their breath, with a deathly paleness that seemed to be frozen on their faces, and quietly Move towards the door.
Perhaps because he was used to too many fierce scenes of life and death struggles, the waiter standing next to the wine cabinet still looked calm, but his hands wiping the rag couldn't help but start to tremble. The violent shaking was like a highly contagious virus. Within a few seconds, it had spread throughout his body, pulling every muscle uncontrollably; there was no previous experience in his mind.A sarcastic and contemptuous thought - a man who has a woman to help him must be powerful in some way. Even for those pretty boys who are absolutely useless, as long as the thing down there is long enough and hard enough to make a woman scream and moan on the bed, after hundreds of rounds of fighting, the opponent will be so weak that he begs for mercy, but he will still be hard, tall and majestic. , can also drive women to do anything for them willingly.
The waiter instinctively classified Lin Xiang into the ranks of gigolos and drakes - he was so handsome that it was a miracle in itself that he could attract the beauty of the level opposite him. What's more, it was an extremely powerful fifth-level parasite. . . . . . Damn you, it seems that I do have time to practice Diao Yin Kung Fu more, and use the stick below to feed women, and they will naturally make you feel the pride and happiness of being a man.
The powerful detection ability of the parasite is limited to the search for external things. Lin Xiang couldn't see through people's hearts, so it was naturally impossible for him to know that the waiter's heart was dirty and dirty, but he couldn't help but think about it.
He has been silently staring at the half-filled can of human milk on the dining table.
Ying Jia collected the pistol and sat quietly across from him, a trace of fluctuation flashed in his black eyes.
The coffee had cooled down, and after confirming the actual recipe of the gray drink in the cup, she could no longer arouse the interest in taking a sip.
There was only silence and dead silence in the room. The dead body lying on the ground was still moving slightly, and the pale-faced waiter was breathing heavier and heavier.
Suddenly, Lin Xiang's pupils shrank. He gently picked up the glass jar containing human milk, raised it to his eyes, and looked at it carefully at the window that gave off a faint light. After nearly five minutes, I slowly put it down, with an expression of relief, but also obvious regret and unwillingness, and took a long breath.
"I think I may have found a solution to my current predicament."
Pushing open the small door of the cafe, a cold wind blew in my face, violently blowing away the smell of tobacco and alcohol from the room, sobering up my hot head instantly.
There was still snow floating in the sky, lightly fluttering on the surface of Zero 1's footprints in front of the house, slowly melting into puddles of gray-yellow mud.
Six fully armed guards were lined up on the opposite street, loaded assault rifles slung in their hands. Several guests who quietly left the room had their hands behind their heads, standing at the door like wooden stakes, along the wall. They lined up in order and looked at Lin Xiang who had just walked out of the cafe door with horror. His eyes were full of panic and confusion.
No one resisted, and no one dared to resist - the gun in the hands of the soldiers was extremely powerful and persuasive. And these dragon leaders, who wear the highest military rank of captain on their shoulders, are all parasites above the three-star level. But their eyes were full of absolute surrender and admiration when they looked at the young man who was even more beautiful than the woman.
"Call the patrol, surround this cafe. Search carefully, don't miss any corner. Take everyone back and interrogate one by one. As for the name Haha! Illegal gathering, talking about politics, conspiracy to treason 1—— ——”
Looking at the besieged family members who could not suppress their inner emotions and shouted in shock and anger, Lin Xiang suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and excitement.
He was finally able to understand the true meaning of the word "power".
There is no need for any so-called evidence, just one sentence, saying that they are guilty, they are criminals.
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Absolute majesty.
Raising his head and looking up at the sky, Lin Xiang felt for the first time that the world was vast and vast, far beyond the narrow imagination of human beings.
"Power Hehehehehe! This feeling is so damn good——"
The second underground floor on the west side of the palace is brightly lit.
The status of the Black Prison Empire where the torture was conducted was equivalent to the Supreme Procuratorate of the old era. However, in order to streamline the organization and save resources, Lin Xiang expanded the Longteng Ling Torture Bureau and turned it into a state machine with multiple functions such as surveillance, interrogation, and detention.
A total of thirty-eight criminals were captured from the cafe. After being escorted into the torture center, patrol teams scattered throughout the city increased their vigilance and closely monitored the entire city in accordance with the order.
A partition wall made of foam material divides the spacious emperor's exclusive study into two asymmetrical halves. On the inside, it still retains the same functionality as before. On the outside, a set of exquisite tables and chairs is placed to become an independent office.
Blanche and Griffiths stood opposite the desk, each holding a document that had just been printed. Two pairs of eyes are densely packed with neat eyes.They passed by quickly, and all of them showed their shocked eyes.
Lin Xiang was sitting behind his desk, his hands clasped on the table, looking at them calmly.
"You, you really plan to do this?"
Blanche hurriedly read the last line of text at the end of the document, frowned and asked quickly: "Have you considered the consequences of doing this?"
Lin Xiang nodded lightly: "If not, you wouldn't see this thing."
“This, this is simply terrible————”
Blanche stared into his eyes and said in a trembling voice: "You know, it's not a few thousand or ten thousand people, but a huge group of hundreds of thousands of people. A total of eight hundred thousand! If you connect the empire's active soldiers with their The total number of people of the same level is likely to exceed one million. Aphra has no exact statistics in this regard. We can only make simulated guesses based on the existing list of people. The actual number is likely to be more than I expected. You. . . . They . . . This is crazy, really crazy————”
Lin Xiang looked at his most powerful female administrator in silence, with cold eyes, and said very simply and directly: "I have no choice. I must end this as soon as possible."
"There are many ways to end it. We can definitely use gentler methods that are acceptable to everyone. Instead of strong and extreme impulses——"
Blanche's face was still filled with shock and fear that could not be dissipated, and she stammered incoherently: "It's too terrible, it's unbelievable You, you, you actually, you actually want to kill them all? No! This is far beyond the limit that the superior can give. This is not a purge at all, but a massacre————————”
"As long as you are human, you will eventually die."
Lin Xiang breathed out lightly, his eyes were calm, but his words were full of irreversible determination: "Between 10 million slaves and 1 million rebels, I can only make a choice that favors the vast majority of people. Deprivation. The property of one million people is distributed to 10 million people, thereby gaining absolute support and support. This is politics." - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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