Chapter 166 The Taste of Na Dirt

It's like rotten meat and thick mucus with poisonous gas. Yes, feeling, using psionic energy to touch and feel the world is a completely different feeling from ordinary life. This is different from ordinary people who see things with their eyes, touch things with their hands, and smell with their noses. It is difficult to use words. It is described as if there is an extra organ and feeling in the body. This feeling is not real, just like a hunch, just like walking in a dream full of fog.

To be honest, Li also knows in his heart that this is a very useful skill. As long as he can master and use it fluently, it is equivalent to having a pair of wonderful eyes and being able to feel the world from another perspective. But Li doesn't like this feeling. Because the feeling of psionic is too ethereal and mysterious, it is not direct, occasionally useful, and occasionally completely useless. You can't control it at all. It is difficult for Li to have a sense of trust in such a cheap thing. How can the psionic touch be more reliable than the eyes, ears and nose. Therefore, in almost all the time, Li Du just suppressed the psionic power in his body, ignored this feeling, and did not let this wonderful feeling affect his rational judgment.

But the spiritual people are not like this, especially the powerful spiritual people. Their battles are more dependent on psionic power. If their psionic power gives them a bad feeling, then this proves that things have really begun to develop into a bad direction.

It was because of this feeling that Rosina said those strange and tentative words. There was no deep trust between the two sides. The four of the two sides just came together to prevent the emergence of the really terrible enemy. It is natural for the weak trust to encounter a strange environment again, and the cooperation is on the verge of being destroyed. .

Li doesn't want to engage infighting at such a time, especially going to the enemy's stronghold to engage infighting. This is really stupid, so he can only follow Rosina's words now.

Li had to experience this feeling in depth. He wanted to figure out what Rosina felt.

If it must be described in words, that's what Rosina said. It's a kind of "rotten, vicious, with extremely strong corrosion, and disgusting evil."

This smell makes Li's chest stuffy and wants to vomit.

"What the hell is this?" Li opened his eyes and his face turned a little pale. He spent a lot of breath to vomit in his chest. He wondered, "What's in it?" Is it the superposition of ten thousand septic tanks that create this smell?

Rosina looked at Li doubtfully and then said with relief, "It seems that you really don't know that if you are not disguised, then I blame you. This feeling shows that there are demons hidden in this wonderful building. This smell of rottenness will never be the devil under the banner of our great enemy. This At one time, I'm afraid it's the last believer I want to meet.

If you want to say that it is the most dangerous among the demons, of course, if it is the great enemy of the spirit clan, the demons under the evil. For most ordinary people, these evil beings are the most dangerous of all demons, because these demons are best at weaving gentle traps. As the prince of joy, they can always give believers supreme happiness and enjoyment, just like drugs, which makes people unconsciously indulge in it. Belief is soft and melted because of pleasure, and the soul is impacted by happiness, and then decayed. In the end, people who are trapped in the trap will become puppets at their mercy and will always become evil.

And what the soldiers are least willing to face must be the soldiers.

Among the four evil gods, lust is the prince of joy, and Na Di is the god of plague. However, all places that Nadi believers walk through will be polluted by plagues and diseases, and the terrible virus that has never been seen will infect people and cause a large number of deaths. The most terrible and frightening weapons and troops are not his demon army, but the microorganisms and germs floating in the air that human eyes can't see.

Compared with the enemies and terrors that can fight to the death, these invisible enemies and terrors are more frightening.

But the problem is that this is one of the strongholds of the devil's trial court. How can there be the smell of evil gods, and this smell is still so strong. Li doesn't understand why.

I also don't understand why Giles, the company captain of the 56th Company of the Storm Commando.

"How could this happen? Le Roi! You owe me an explanation!" Giles, the company captain of the 56th Company of the Storm Commando, roared loudly, but he looked at the indifferent judge sitting in front of him and quickly realized the identity of both sides, so Captain Giles had to lower his body and begged bitterly, "My soldiers are the most elite soldiers. They are extraordinary. These good kids can unknowingly sneak into the enemy's capital to carry out the beheading task; they are brave and fearless, and they can attack the enemy's front head-on against the enemy's firepower on the battlefield; they are devout, and these soldiers are willing to give everything for the emperor. But these good kids are going to die in your damn unknown place now. Death is meaningless, and the whole body is full of pus and stinks and painfully! Damn it, this shouldn't be the destination of these soldiers! They are all good guys! Yes, there should be a more honorable way to end,"

"Death is equal to everyone. No matter how it is, it will lead to the same result," Le Roi said flatly, "Before you complain, I have to confirm a few questions from you. Are all intersections blocked? Are there any separate areas? Have all the automatic defense weapons been turned on?"

"It's all done," Giles still understood the difference between work and private affairs. He saluted and said, "Orders have been given. The soldiers have returned to their rooms and have been locked back. Meals and meals will be sent to the room by special people. The area and area, especially the contact with the outside world, has been completed. The ministry has been cut off.

"Yes, you did a good job. I think you should understand that what we are experiencing now is not a general attack, but an attack of biological and chemical weapons. Countless small germs have invaded here, and the soldiers have become infected. In order not to let more people be infected, we must block the whole area. Domain. I hope you can make it clear to the soldiers that no one is allowed to walk around without orders, let alone leave this area without authorization. Violators will be shot without warning. We must do this, otherwise he will harm more people.

"Yes, I have also recited the conventional biochemical warfare manual, and I have already done so."

"Okay, is your hygienist still trying to find a cure?"

"Yes, I advised him to wait for the rescue above, but he said that that was his duty and he was still trying to find a way to save the infected person. Fortunately, there is no shortage of books on drug research in the information room here. Recently, he basically regarded the library as a laboratory. The boy hasn't slept for three days. It is. He is just a hygienist, and he doesn't even have a doctor's professional license. Why should he do this? But to be honest, I hope it can come up with something useful. It hasn't replied to us for a long time.

"Poor man, that's just a futile attempt," Le Roi said flatly, "The reason why he did this is because of his ignorance. To some extent, ignorance is happiness. But I can see your patheticness. It is impossible for that boy to find drugs to restrain this infectious virus, and it is impossible for the best doctors in the empire. No one can save this place. You are all going to die. All the efforts are just struggling in despair. It's meaningless.

Giles took a step back and asked doubtfully, "What do you mean?"

"Jales, you should know what I mean. You must have a small puster on the back of your neck. He will grow up, and then you will be full of pus like everyone else and die in pain in the stench. You are the captain of the company, but in front of germs, your position is meaningless at all. They are treated equally, and you will die as painfully as others. As for those struggles? It's simply too much to resist. How can such a small hygienist be able to fight against the weapons given to us by our kind father? It's simply too much to resist this virus!"

"Bastard! Who the hell are you?" Giles had pulled out the pistol around his waist, and he roared as he retreated!

"Who am I? Giles, don't you know me? I'm Le Rois, Judge Le Rois!"

"No, devil, you are not Le Roi! What the hell are you?"

"Ha, what right do you have to say that I'm not Le Roi? What do you know about me?" Le Roi didn't care about Giles' muzzle. He stood up and said, "Do you know me? Do you know my past? No, you don't know anything. You are just an excellent officer who is loyal and only knows how to obey orders. But now, I can tell you in detail. These words have been buried in my heart for many years. No one can tell me, and no one understands me. From a psychological point of view, this is very bad for mental health. Fortunately, now I have someone to talk to.

Giles took a deep breath. At this time, the captain of the company had calmed down. He said coldly, "Is it because I am a mortal?"

"Yes, because you are a mortal person, because this is a completely closed environment, I can talk to you without hesitation. Seriously, it's too hard to live with a secret for a long time.