Chapter 1645 Wine and Hands
People looked at the tentacle men silently, and finally someone threw some cans and sausages, then turned and left.
Slowly, everyone left.
Wen Rensheng was not touched at all, he just discovered one thing:
The prophet crow’s prediction is really powerful, one is not too much, and the other is not too little. The number of the dead is completely consistent with it. The cry.
The tentacled people looked at each other warily, rolled up the cans and sausages, and left the fighting place one after another.
Compared to the previous dead, they are lucky.
But compared to their previous lives, they were unlucky.
“Let’s go too.” Wen Rensheng shook his head.
He already knew the purpose of the game simulator before, and he also began to get a clue of the methods the other party would take.
He hasn't decided yet what position to take, whether to stop the other party, watch the show neutrally, or push him.
It’s better to take one step and take a look.
…………
In a wasteland bar somewhere.
A sign hangs above: "Tentacles, tentacles, we are all tentacles!"
It was very lively inside.
The tentacle people who had just left the fighting place gathered here.
They urgently need a big drink to numb themselves, heal themselves, and say goodbye to their past lives: women, children, wealth...
People with tentacles cannot go to the bank to handle business.
It is also impossible to do all kinds of online shopping, because now you have to swipe for full-body verification.
Neither sellers nor couriers want to deliver their goods to a monster.
“Bring me a martini!” Marn, who was just a heavyweight commander and now a tentacle man, said.
He did find the advantage of becoming a tentacle person: he could take more than a dozen glasses of wine at a time without worrying about being snatched away.
"Okay, sir." The bartender skillfully used his more than thirty hands to work, using manual operations to make it look like a factory assembly line.
"How much salary does your boss give you?" Ma En joked.
His psychological quality is very strong, after all, he already knew the fate of this bowl of rice.
"You won't give me any, but you will give me a chance to become a player after thirty years of service." The bartender said with anticipation.
Haha, another fool.
You will be killed by an accidental stray bullet at the age of twenty-nine years and eleven months.
Ma En smiled secretly.
Because he had seen it more than once.
Neither of them knew that some people could easily possess the player qualifications that they regarded as extremely valuable.
This kind of thing was not rare in the past, and it is even less rare now.
Ma En drank a glass of wine, and then heard a voice next to him:
“We must unite! We must have our own organization!”
A tentacled man with a height of two and a half meters said, waving its thirty tentacles.
Just from the muscular upper body, you can tell that it must have been a good athlete before.
“We are also human beings, we just have a few extra things, but we still have human brains!”
“Yes, I heard that disasters are no longer called disasters, but are called Yuanling. Why? Do you want to discriminate against us? "
"Our property must be protected, and our hard-earned family fortune cannot be taken advantage of by others! My name is Cruz, please vote for me in the tentacle leader election tomorrow. Tickets, I will help everyone get what they deserve!”
Many tentacle people started making noises.
“I choose you as the leader, Cruise!”
“Well said, it should have been done long ago!”
Ma En was also a little excited, but he If he won’t vote for the other party, he will take the lead!
After all, he was the head before.
So he shouted: "What qualifications do you have for us to choose you? Do you want to give a 30-minute speech?" Cruise looked at him and then said: "Very good, boy, you are very talented! I am optimistic about you. Come be my election assistant, and I will show you what qualifications I have!"
As it spoke, it waved its tentacles and swung towards Ma En.
Ma En had just turned into a tentacle man, and he was still not used to it. He was whipped immediately. He couldn't hold a few glasses of wine and fell to the ground.
"Haha, kid, you'd better practice for a few more days and then come here to talk!" someone laughed.
Yes, it still comes down to fists here.
Ma En understands.
"Damn it, damn it!" Ma En was very angry, and at the same time he quickly found a sense of identity as a tentacle person.
He wants to become stronger.
“Get up, we multi-handed people are stronger than those two-handed people! We gave up everything to survive!” After Cruz whipped him, he extended a tentacle , pull him up.
Man accepted his offer.
He knew this was a common tactic used by leaders because he used it too.
It’s just that it’s a bit uncomfortable to be used on myself.
As soon as he got up, he heard a voice coming from outside the bar: "Well said!"
Everyone looked up.
The bar door opened and a tentacled man wearing Major McCann's uniform walked in.
He has blond hair, blue eyes, and handsome appearance, but the tentacles waving around his lower body greatly destroy this beauty, making him look very deformed and regrettable.
“I am Major Laura of Eagle Fort. You may or may not have heard of it, but it doesn’t matter. My purpose of coming here is to rebuild McCann and drive out all the mess. Let this become our paradise again!"
"Just like our ancestors cleaned up the garbage, clean up the garbage too!"
Ma En sneered in his heart, another arrogant man.
However, the other party's words seemed to have magic power. After hearing this, everyone immediately responded.
“That’s right, rebuild our paradise!”
“The trash should get out, this is our territory!”
Even Crewe, who we just met Si, a guy who wanted to run for the leadership of the tentacle people, all cheered.
He must have used witchcraft.
Ma En thought in his mind and cheered too.
Because he knows very well how ruthless this kind of person is. If he dares to expose him face to face, he will only die.
Whether it is this major or those fanatical tentacle men, they will kill him to establish their prestige.
Major Lola looked at the group of deformed people in front of him with disdain in his heart.
But he still pretended to be enthusiastic and started chanting.
After all, he had just been given a superhero template: Homelander.
For this reason, he also deliberately transformed himself into someone exactly like them.
This is what a staff officer suggested: "The number of tentacle people will increase day by day, because no one wants to die, and they are the most promising ones. Ordinary people cannot adapt to this world, and they are the ones who live in the wasteland. "
For the future, he had no choice but to humiliate himself and transform his body structure through alien species to become like them.
Anyway, he can change in the future.
He needed men to revive his Eagle Fort.
Eagle Castle is now split into many small organizations. He must have enough labor and enough territory to unify those small organizations.
Thinking of this, Major Laura began to face everyone cordially.
He promised loudly that he had found a way to make everyone stable and strong.
“We multi-handed people are the future of mankind and the new force of mankind, because we can work while sleeping!”
"No matter how powerful the capitalists are, they can't do what we do."
"As long as we work hard, the future will be bright."
(End of this chapter)