Anomalous Collector

Chapter 620: age of the gods

Remember for a second【】

Outside the city of Mexico, the huge cloud of spore dust was still spreading.

The people in Mocheng woke up one after another at this time, all showing a look of horror.

They also had a vague understanding of everything that happened in Mocheng while they were half asleep. At this time, they found themselves standing on the street like sleepwalking, and they couldn't help but feel even more fearful.

What terrified them most was the endless cloud of spore dust, everything from the Abyssal Mushroom.

For some unknown reason, they suddenly discovered that after waking up, they were full of fear for all the abyss mushrooms and all kinds of illegal drugs.

Like the intense hydrophobia that followed the rabies outbreak.

In the abyss mushroom warehouses in the entire Mocheng, the gang members responsible for cultivating and harvesting abyss mushrooms, as well as the businessmen of illegal drugs, all made the most frightening screams at this time, and they fell to the ground and twitched. Many died on the spot due to allergies.

At this time, they suddenly discovered that the abyss mushrooms and various illegal drugs that were originally regarded as their lives were originally the commodities that stabilized their financial resources. At this time, they were like floods and beasts in their hearts, and they couldn't help but look at them. Severe palpitations occur.

It seems to be a psychological allergic reaction,

Some businessmen and various gang members who were addicted to abyss mushrooms died on the spot due to heart attacks and various complications.

Mocheng people finally understood at this time that everything was different, and their lives had been completely changed.

Many well-informed people have already started rushing to various stores at this time to buy two things.

Icon of collector and night watchman.

They have long since learned from friends in cities in southern Mexico that the folk customs in southern Mexico are now.

During the day, I worship the collectors without falling asleep, and at night, I worship the night watchmen and sleep soundly.

For the vast majority of people, this change is a joy to them.

After all, ordinary people just want to live a peaceful and normal life. If they can live a good life, not many people are willing to lick blood.

The news that the collectors killed the four knights of the Cleaning Association and conquered the entire Phantom Party at the same time, like a whirlwind, spread throughout the city of Mexico.

The bald-headed Phantom Party, who had been low-key for a long time, also appeared in the streets and alleys of Mocheng wearing moon-white robes, and began to appease people's hearts.

They also brought the order of the collector. From then on, no abyss mushrooms and illegal drugs are allowed in the entire Mocheng. They also hope that everyone can live as usual, live a good life, maintain a quiet mind, and all glory goes to the Lord of the Abyss.

In the north of Mocheng, although the spore dust cloud of the abyss mushroom was diluted a lot by the strong wind, it still kept drifting northward.

The size of this dust cloud will cover the entire New World.

Soon, these spore dust clouds have crossed the border between Mexico and Xinlu, and entered the boundary of Xinlu.

This abnormal weather has also received extensive attention from various domestic media in Xinlu, and carried out relevant weather forecast reports.

Of course, in the report, this dust cloud is more regarded as dust, or something like a sandstorm.

At this time, above a small town on the southern border of Xinlu, a tall, red-necked farmer on the farm was watching TV while cursing.

"These **** Mexicans should kill them all, and those yellow-skinned monkeys from Zhongzhou are not good things, that is, they took away the jobs that originally belonged to white people, and made the great Xinlu become What a mess right now!"

There was also a huge portrait photo hanging on the wall of the room. It was a blond old man in a red baseball cap, with a big smile on his face, and the slogan "Make Xinlu Great Again" written on it.

The farmer was cursing when there was a sudden, violent cough, and spore dust was streaming in outside the window.

He got up and closed the window, but he kept coughing.

"Damn, this is all made by those Mexicans, these scumbags!"

While coughing, he walked to the table, opened the drawer, took out a pack of abyss mushrooms, and prepared to get some mushrooms to relieve his cough.

His hands were trembling constantly because of coughing at this time. After turning on the lighter, he lit the dried abyss mushroom in his hand with the flame.

He just didn't expect that when the smoke of the abyss mushroom rose, his cough became more violent, the hand holding the cigarette and lighter trembled violently, and he even threw all these things out.

Then there was a look of horror on Redneck's face as blood began to spurt from his mouth.

He quickly grabbed his neck with both hands, showing a look of extreme pain, and black silk threads appeared around his neck, like a spider's web, gradually covering his body.

He was desperately trying to cough something out of his throat, opened his mouth wide, and stretched his mouth forward hard.

Then he felt something grow out of his throat, all the way out.

Soon a cluster of abyss mushrooms slowly protruded from his mouth!

There were meaningless whimpers and moans from the mouth of the red neck, and his eyes had become blurred.

The whole person knelt on the ground and stretched his neck forward with his mouth open.

And the bunch of abyss mushrooms that came out of his mouth also began to rapidly expand and grow larger, and gradually tangled together.

The flesh and blood of the red neck seems to be constantly being absorbed by the abyss mushroom, becoming shriveled and pale, as if the flesh and blood of the whole body have been sucked dry.

^0^ One second to remember【】

Soon his skin became slack, wrinkled and drooped like an old man, and his originally strong body began to shrink.

The bunch of abyss mushrooms that came out of his mouth became bigger and bigger.

Eventually the oath mushrooms mingled with each other, reaching the size of a human being.

These mushrooms are different from ordinary abyss mushrooms. They seem to be intertwined with clusters of granulation.

When the red neck's body was left with only a layer of shriveled skin, the abyss mushrooms formed a human shape, and a head gradually emerged from it.

These flesh and blood actually entangled into a human form, a complete human body.

His bones and flesh and blood came entirely from absorbing that poor red neck, this newly grown mushroom man, the various tissues on the surface of the human body kept squirming like waves.

After a long period of wriggling, the body finally adjusted to a completely normal human form, and the face was completely fixed.

This face actually belongs to the pharmacist.

At this time, the pharmacist's face was pale, and his vitality was obviously severely damaged. He glanced in the direction of Mocheng with lingering fears, and murmured in his mouth:

"I didn't expect him to be so strong... Fortunately, I still have this backup... So what the Trinity said is true..."

Then the pharmacist walked to the refrigerator, opened the door, and took out a few pizza sausages and a few cans of beer. While eating the pizza sausage, he drank the beer, sat back on the sofa with satisfaction, and sighed.

It's like being in your own home.

At this time, a suspected sandstorm from Mexico was being reported on TV. Among the news related to Mexico, there were also reports on collectors in Mexico City.

The pharmacist ate and drank for a while, then he found his mobile phone and dialed a number in his red-necked clothes with only one layer of human skin left.

Soon the phone was answered, and a deep voice came:

"My friend, you screwed up."

The pharmacist smiled sternly, lit a cigarette, and while smoking, he burped and said:

"On the contrary, my Lord Requiem Director, oh, sorry, should call you Deputy Director Ron... Not only did I not screw things up, but I should be praised."

Ron didn't speak.

The pharmacist continued:

"You should have paid attention to the so-called sandstorm from Mocheng, right? I suggest you conduct relevant anomalous radiation analysis. The Phantom Party has a lot of good things, and we should also thank the collector. "

Ron on the other side of the phone still didn't speak, and seemed to be testing something.

Soon, Ron's excited voice came:

"That's right, that's right! This is really a surprising discovery... Come to Cheyenne Mountain soon, or I'll send someone to pick you up, the age of the gods... is about to begin!"

The pharmacist threw away the empty beer can in his hand, wiped the corner of his mouth and said:

"What era is not an era, it's all for the sake of eating... I'll go there myself, but before that, I need to replenish my body."

He hung up the phone and turned his eyes to the town outside the window.

There are thousands of residents who are living a peaceful life.

And this peace is about to be torn apart by the times...

Hongguo, dense forest, relics of civilization, headquarters of the Cleaning Association.

Outside the originally silent headquarters base, it has become extraordinarily noisy today.

The middle and high-level cadres of the Cleaning Association, who are luxuriously dressed and imposing, are coming from all over the world and gathering in the headquarters base.

In addition to the heads of various internal agencies, the minimum standard of participation is the cleaners.

All over the world, there are tens of thousands of cleaners in the entire cleaning association.

These cleaners are big figures in the pastoral areas of various places, at least secretly controlling the underground forces of a city.

When they came to the headquarters of the Cleaning Association, they were the most basic personnel at this time.

Due to the large number of participants, squares were opened up in the dense forest outside the headquarters base, and many temporary residences were built as the residences of these participants.

Although it is only a temporary residence, with the financial and material resources of the cleaning association headquarters, it was also built very delicately and quickly.

These days, helicopters have been flying all night in the capital of Hongguo, with almost no rest, all to deliver supplies.

The Patriarch also ordered, breaking the original practice of only using helicopters to come to the headquarters. Between the capital of Hongguo and the headquarters base in the deep mountains, a passageway was built with steel structure prefabricated parts, allowing vehicles to drive directly.

This road itself is still along the path opened by UU Reading www.uukanshu.com when the collector came to see him last time.

Of course, the temporary residences are also different. The residences of the nine patriarchs of the Cleaning Association and the residences of the twelve knights are closer to the headquarters base and more magnificent.

Even if there are only five of the current twelve knights plus collectors, there are still twelve residences.

This scene also caused waves in the hearts of many people in the Cleaning Association.

Obviously, according to the meaning of the Patriarch, after the purification meeting, a new twelve knights will be elected!

This is the supreme honor within the Cleaning Association!

Near noon, a melodious bell rang, and one by one Qing Dynasty dressed in luxurious dresses.

^0^ One second to remember【】

Members of the Cleansing Association walked out of their residences and gathered outside the headquarters base.

The purification session is about to begin!

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^

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