"It should be … alive?" Noir murmured, "If it is a corpse, the color of wings should not be so bright, right? It looks as if it has been marked … but if it is alive, why don’t we tacticians take a look at it and it doesn’t respond at all? No matter which kind of moth talk is, it should belong to that kind of creature that is sensitive to light, right? "
"It’s dormant. Try not to disturb it," the clown woke up. "I know it. It has been attached to this waste pipe for less than 30 years and has not moved its position. This waste pipe comes from reactor nuclear waste, and it is born by radiation escaping from absorption."
"Can you live by absorbing radiation? Does it not eat? " Soap asked curiously.
"Of course, you need to eat its wings. Phosphorus powder can give off a special smell to lure other creatures near … It’s an animal, but its habit is more like a plant called Cordyceps."
Chapter nine hundred and sixty-four Monster "Allies"
"Er … it shouldn’t be dangerous for us, should it?" Soap lowered its muzzle and cocked its head to look at the huge moth attached to the wall of the waste pipe. "To tell the truth, I’m a little curious about how it eats … this place is very big for us, but it’s very narrow for it. Will it really not hit the pipe when it flies?"
"Curiosity will not only kill cats, but also kill people," said the clown. "I said it is similar to plants, except for’ passive predation’ and the absorption of radiant energy … plants will absorb carbon dioxide and release oxygen to synthesize nutrients in the case of sunlight; In the evening, it will turn into reverse breathing to absorb oxygen and release carbon dioxide. "
"You mean that the moth will absorb the radiation escaping from the waste pipe when it is asleep; But if we wake it up, it will change from a radiation-absorbing role to a radiation source? " As soon as the soap is used, the meaning of the clown’s words is white.
"Yes, and when it senses the danger, the amount of radiation released will reach a very high value, even if you wear protection," said the clown. "Eleven years ago, the research institute organized a test team composed of D-level personnel, each of whom wore the highest protection level power armor and woke it up with a remote-controlled bomb one kilometer away … In just 40 seconds, the total amount of radiation released by this giant moth was equivalent to the total amount of radiation released by a main reactor in 12 years. Half of the people in that D-level personnel team died instantly, and their bodies were directly dehydrated and turned into skeletons. Those lucky ones didn’t’t
"This test has greatly affected the surface residential area, with more than 2,000 people suffering from radiation sickness in different degrees, and the official explanation is that the nuclear waste leakage accident in the main reactor."
"Yeah boy," Soap exclaimed, "is it so powerful? By the way, what is a D-level person? Is it like those cheap miners who spend money to hire dead ghosts? "
"The D-level personnel are actually human-like mice that have been experimented in the research institute, and all of them are made up of prisoners who have been deprived of the death penalty," the clown explained. "Later, the mass production of’ active ammunition’ was also based on these D-level personnel’ materials’ to cultivate meat-eating worms."
"It’s really cruel … if I become a condemned man, I’d rather eat a peanut at the shooting range, which is a less painful way to die than suffer so much before I die," Soap said.
"You don’t know this. D-level personnel are in great demand among condemned prisoners." The clown shook his head. "After being a candidate for D-level personnel, you can live for several months, and after a few months, you may not be assigned to die … It’s a matter of luck. If you can successfully complete your work and live, you can not only remove the status of condemned prisoners and restore their freedom, but also get a lot of money. Many people are willing to seize this’ last chance’ and try their best. Every time the researcher goes to prison to select D-level personnel, those condemned prisoners will be
"I’m a little curious about the death rate and survival rate of D-level personnel. Do they know these condemned prisoners?" Noir asked.
"This probability will not be announced, but the people selected by the institute and the prison guards will implicitly’ reveal’ a’ gossip’ to these prisoners. At least one third of them have successfully recovered their freedom through D-level personnel."
"There’s a one-third chance of not dying, and there’s a reward. It’s normal to get a shot at the head." Soap nodded. "But what’s the real probability?"
"The mortality rate is 100%, and the survival rate is 100%," said the clown. "Even if a D-level person successfully completes the assignment to him, it will be secretly erased or directly forced to be sent to the team that needs human anatomy. For the researchers, the D-level person is not a person, but the remaining consumption should be treated as hazardous waste."
"It’s even more cruel than I thought. I’ll release a few as propaganda benchmarks," Soap said.
"There’s no need to set a standard, because prisoners on death row in prison have no access to outside information," said the clown. "There are more than 30 confidentiality regulations in the D-level personnel agreement alone, and the outside world doesn’t know about D-level personnel. It seems that even if there are D-level personnel outside, they will definitely keep their past experiences secret."
"No one doubts the truth of this probability?" Soap asked again
"Of course, there will be doubts, but for a person who will be executed one day, he will never let go of the chance to live, and he will never think about the authenticity of this agreement-he can really live for several months after signing the agreement less and becoming a D-level candidate … this is the only reward in the agreement that can be truly honored."
While chatting, the three men walked around the huge waste column several times. During this time, the giant moth remained motionless, as if it were really a stick of waste column.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed across their heads and pounced on the giant moth soap, and immediately let out a low shout, "What is that? ！”
"Like a mouse?" Noir, a pilot, had a good eye and saw the true face of the shadow at a glance. "Flying for a while … shouldn’t it be a gliding mouse?"
The "gliding mouse" has fallen off the wings of the giant moth and buried its nose in the fine fluff on the surface of the wings.
The mouse is about half a meter long, its hair is dark and shiny, its ears are sharp and its limbs are short, but it is very beneficial to hang its body on the wings of a giant moth by two pairs of sharp claws.
The forelimbs and hind limbs of mice are connected to the fleshy pterygoid membrane, and the advantage that it can glide at medium and high speed is that the pterygoid membrane of the middle blood vessel can be clearly seen by this pair of thin mice.
"Rats?" Soap suddenly smiled. "It seems that you don’t know as much about this plane as I do. This is a bat vampire story. Have you heard of it? The prototype of those monsters in the story is a vampire bat."
"No, compared with bats, the biological blood source is really closer to mice." Soap was hit in the face by a clown just one second later. "This is a flying squirrel, also known as flying squirrel … Of course, Noah’s ark didn’t carry this rodent in living organisms when it left the earth. It was made by genetic engineering. To be precise, this is not a real meaning. The researchers also added some other biological gene fragments, including some bat genes to make it fly.
(PS The flying squirrel and the mouse belong to both rodents and bats belong to Chiroptera. It is reasonable to say that the flying squirrel and the mouse should be more closely related … but I have never studied this point. If there are any mistakes, please point them out.)
"Is this guy attracted by the’ smell’ from the giant moth?" Soap suddenly became nervous. "It … it seems to be eating the wings of a giant moth. It won’t wake the giant moth, will it?"
"It’s not like this. The predation trip will be performed many times every day. Every time the giant moth wakes up, it can’t prepare so much radiation energy." The clown said, "Aren’t you interested in the way the giant moth eats? Then watch it carefully."
As soon as the clown’s voice fell, dozens of tiny tentacles came out at the bottom of the giant moth’s wings to entangle the flying squirrel … A flying squirrel was still struggling violently, but as time went by, the struggle became smaller and smaller until nothing happened.
"Is this flying squirrel … strangled?" Soap asked
"It’s not paralytic toxin … that makes the prey lose the ability to move, then injects digestive juice into the prey, and then absorbs the flesh and blood of the prey dissolved by digestive juice through the glands on the surface of the wings. This is the way the giant moth eats."
As soon as the clown spoke, the body of the flying squirrel showed signs of dissolution … When the three men bypassed a circle again, the body of the flying squirrel was completely absorbed by the giant moth, with no fur and bones left.
"It’s no wonder that such a big flying squirrel didn’t wake it up. That group of D-class personnel wanted to use the remote-controlled bomb at the beginning," Soap said. "Since this guy is so difficult to wake up, my heart is much more secure."
"This giant moth has a very obvious gap at the right wing end. This should be the trace left by the remote control bomb?" Noir asked the clown.
"No, those D-level personnel put the remote-controlled bomb in the trunk of the giant moth, where the wound has already healed." The clown shook his head.
"That the wound …" Noir said to the general suddenly held her breath "difficult, is it his biological leave? Is there anything in this maze that can hurt this giant moth? "
"There are many," said the clown. "The actual combat effectiveness of this giant moth is not strong, especially when it faces those opponents who are afraid of radiation."
"Then we shouldn’t meet those things?" Soap asked carefully.
"Not in theory," replied the clown. "Because it is also very difficult for me to deal with those mutated organisms, I chose the safest route."
Noir looked up and looked at the giant moth as a standard and nodded in agreement. "In a way, it is … the safest."
Little giant moth won’t take the initiative to attack near creatures unless the other side is attracted by the pheromone released by it … From the perspective of soap, this giant moth is really a "human and animal harm" creature.
Going out again, a hundred meters of soap suddenly patted his protective mask and stopped to say, "clown, wait, I suddenly have an idea!" "
The clown stopped, turned around, stared at the soap and asked, "What do you think?"
"Now the Ark Department must have been occupied by Zeus and his gang. It is estimated that there are not many lucky people, right?"
"I think the Ark Department should be the unlucky one." The clown nodded. "Everyone has suffered erosion, and people who have suffered erosion must be disposed of, including myself."
Clowns’ attitude is true. People who are eroded are not lucky. Even if they are still alive, even if they still have human consciousness and reason, clowns seem to be the objects that must be disposed of.
Just as livestock sow high-risk diseases, all infected livestock will be killed and burned at the first time to block the spread of pathogens … There is a saying that they will not be treated before treating large-scale diseases.
"Then can we recognize that the ark is still moving? Everything is an enemy except ourselves?" Soap eyes a bright and then asked
"Theoretically," said the clown, "the news from another team should have been wiped out before entering the ark."
"Then why don’t we try to put all these monsters out of the maze? Let these monsters create chaos, disturb the enemy’s sight and disrupt their original layout … Even if those people under Zeus are strong, it will take a lot of time and energy to get rid of these monsters, right? Then we can fish in troubled waters … Whether you want to take back control of the Ark or assassinate Zeus, it will be much easier than going directly to the core area. These monsters can become our allies and are very powerful allies! "
"What you said is very reasonable. This plan is indeed feasible." Noir nodded thoughtfully. "But there are several difficulties that we can solve in practice."
"First," Noir went on to say, "how are we going to find these powerful monsters in the maze of the alien land? It is more difficult for us to just follow the original route, let alone take the initiative to find them.
"Second, how can we ensure our own safety and release these monsters to the ground? The solution to these two problems is all talk. "
Chapter nine hundred and sixty-five D personnel
"Clown, do you have any way to get in touch with the core brain?" Soap turned to look at the clown and asked, "If we can figure out the law of maze change, there is a way to put all these powerful mutant creatures on the ground."
"But if I have a public communication terminal, I can directly read those data by using the back door of my core brain," said the clown. "But the consequence of doing so is that even the core brain will lock our position by Zeus at the first time and my identity will be exposed. If Zeus knows that I have sneaked into the ark, it will not be that wannabe."