Chapter 201 Black Blood Tree Species, Tentacles of the Old Order, Dr. Ying Shuang's Deduction

"terribly sorry."

"I can't accept it."

Yang Feng tightened his grip on Zero, his eyes full of horror, unable to accept the absurdity in front of him.

"child."

"I understand the terror in your heart."

"It doesn't matter, one day you will understand the mercy of the holy tree and return to this place again."

The kind-hearted old man had no intention of forcing Yang Feng to do anything.

Most of the desperate people who have no choice but to leave often do not stay away for too long and will soon return to the land of blessings. And the very small number of lucky people often become greedy...

"Zhu Ting."

"Please take him away."

The elder made a gesture of invitation and let Yang Feng leave safely.

It didn't take long.

The cave became peaceful again.

The old man, who was as thin as a haggard man, walked slowly to the black holy tree with a cane, and looked at the believers around him who were wearing black robes and praying silently.

wood.

Some people's bodies completely turned into wood.

The faces of those believers were completely engraved on the black holy tree, becoming lifelike and real faces.

Snap.

Click, click, click.

The elder's palm was placed on the believer's body, and the sound of shattering was heard.

The bodies of those humans who had completely turned into rotten wood continued to break apart and gradually turned into a pile of sawdust, while some more special small tumors appeared inside.

Corpse tumor? ?

No.

It was something that looked a lot like a corpse tumor, but its shape was more similar to the seeds of a tree, and it showed a special blood color.

species

This is the seed of the Black Blood Sacred Tree, which was actually cultivated from a human body.

Chirp chirp.

Chirp chirp.

The blood-colored seeds made a worm-like sound, and roots grew out from inside the seed shell, but they squirmed like living tentacles of flesh and blood.

Live! !

These seeds have become living individuals.

"Go ahead."

"Become more holy trees."

"The great sacred tree will grow in every corner of the world..."

The elder said compassionately, and the small tumor-like tree species seemed to understand his words, and the tree roots like flesh and blood tentacles squirmed and crawled quickly on the ground.

They will find new hosts.

parasitic.

growing up.

Then it turned into new black blood holy trees.

Every corner of Blue Star is covered with such weird creatures.

——

——

It didn't take long.

Zhu Ting took Yang Feng and climbed out of the mud hole again.

"I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"But... it's really strange that you would refuse the blessing of the holy tree."

Zhu Ting looked at Yang Feng suspiciously. Most refugees would choose to try it immediately and pray for a lot of food and wealth.

It is indeed doubtful that Yang Feng would choose to reject the Holy Tree due to such poor conditions.

"I have my own beliefs."

Yang Feng smiled bitterly, and this statement made Zhu Ting understand.

Some people with firm beliefs must be struggling fiercely in their inner world if they suddenly change their faith to another god.

"All right."

"I can understand."

Zhu Ting couldn't help but sigh: "In the end of the world, everyone has to believe in something so that they can have a successful life."

After the apocalypse broke out, there were more and more superstitious refugees.

There are endless cults promoting various eschatologies. Under the high pressure of crisis and terror, people always need some psychological comfort.

Even if you know they are fake...

"Anyway."

"Thank you so much."

Yang Feng showed gratitude, held Ling's hand, tightened the basket in his arms, and regarded the muddy food as a treasure.

"If you change your mind or are in urgent need of food, come back to me."

"The Holy Tree Order will help you."

Zhu Ting no longer wanted to stay. She had seen too many examples where refugees would always encounter more difficult situations and then return to this place.

Say a few words.

Yang Feng took Ling and left.

The wounds on both of them were all recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their expressions and states also completely changed.

tyrant.

Yang Feng's weathered and aggrieved face returned to a cold and indifferent look, his eyes full of cold indifference to life and death.

"Chief Dad!"

"My acting is okay~~"

Zero's eyes flickered with little stars, waiting for his father's praise, and Yang Feng also rubbed his little head with approval and affection.

"Owner."

"leader."

Su Manman and Long Er, who had been waiting outside, knelt on the ground.

In fact, both of them didn't understand why the tyrant Yang Feng lowered his status to investigate a small cult organization and took this matter so seriously.

"It is indeed them..."

Yang Feng's eyes were as cold as a knife. Although there were not many details in the investigation, one thing had been confirmed.

The Great Holy Tree Order believes in one of the Kings of the Old Order.

Those black holy trees are the minions of the Old Order King, and they gradually extend their tentacles to the human base, trying to break through it from the inside.

"Let's go back first."

"Show these to Dr. Ying Shuang for a look."

Yang Feng kept these food samples and wanted Dr. Ying Shuang to deduce them and see who the enemy was.

Only by knowing your enemy and yourself can you fight without danger.

The Blood King has not yet taken shape, and what is needed is a head-on, full-force, and rapid attack to seize His throne.

The Black Blood Holy Tree is completely different... He is clearly well prepared, and it is likely to be specifically targeting his special enemy.

Investigate enough information.

Analyze the abilities He may have.

Weaken the power of the Black Blood Holy Tree as much as possible.

Then... ruthlessly hunt!!

An hour later.

Villa mansion.

Yang Feng came to Dr. Ying Shuang's room with a small basket.

It was a sunny room with a soft and luxurious big bed covered with soft and comfortable bedding.

Dr. Ying Shuang sat near the window sill, looking at the green lawn and exquisite small garden outside the window, his crooked eyes turning from time to time, and a long string of crystal clear saliva left at the corners of his mouth.

"Dr. Ying Shuang."

"I brought you some local specialties."

Yang Feng smiled and walked to Dr. Ying Shuang and put the small basket on the table.

"Aba, Aba."

Ying Shuang held a finger in her mouth and clenched her teeth. Seeing the sausage covered with mud, the frequency of drooling from the corners of her mouth increased.

Crunch.

Ying Shuang picked up a sausage and started to chew it. The deliciousness made her smile, but after a few bites, her face suddenly froze and became extremely ugly.

Blushed!!

Ying Shuang's face first turned red, then purple, and then green in the blink of an eye, as if she was poisoned.

Following.

Ying Shuang began to eat the sausage in big mouthfuls, and stuffed all the food in the basket into her mouth and swallowed it whole, until she burped at the end.

"Burp~~"

"Heaven and earth...Dr. Brain Hole, please show your spirit..."

Ying Shuang didn't know what spell she was chanting. The world in her dream was changing dramatically. Using the quantum computing of Gui Zang Yi, she began to conduct a series of deductions.

Mist rose up.

A stream of illusions appeared in front of Yang Feng.