The Heartthrob Guide: Dodder of S-Class Sentinels

Chapter 264 Cultivation Plan
Because they were all—sacrificial offerings!
The Queen needed a large amount of energy stones, but there weren't enough in the world, so they came up with this solution.

That is, deliberately and regularly supplying "food" to those advanced alien species...

The alien species feed on human spiritual energy. Once they reach a certain level, the humans are sent to harvest them, thus effectively ensuring the Queen's energy stone reserves.

Of course, some high-ranking sentinels, upon contact with the contaminant, will experience accelerated mutation. If they transform into mutants during a mission, these sentinels will hunt them down immediately.

They secretly called it the "cultivation program." Everything was reasonable and compliant, leaving no room for criticism. However, unbeknownst to them, the selected high-ranking sentinels were not random accidents, but rather deliberately arranged "experimental subjects."

For example, most of the sentinels sent to Sector Nine are Zerg mind control type, those sent to Sector Five are Marine Beast type, and those sent to the deep sea are mostly Ocean type...

Creatures that share the same origin will gain the greatest benefit after absorbing each other's energy.

What happened in Centipede Land five years ago is a nightmare he can never forget.

I don't know how much blood was shed that day; the red blood soaked into the black earth, forming winding streams, and you could feel the sticky resistance under your feet with every step.

In the monsters' territory, the slaughter between humans and monsters has blurred the lines between hunter and prey.

They lost an elite force of several thousand men, as well as an S-class general and a double S-class guide.

The Queen will send Colonel Laun with him to the contaminated area, not to assist, but to monitor, and even—if necessary—to "clean up" them.

After all, the team was led by Colonel Hossen, who was known for his madness.

……

"Lieutenant, our detector is cracked—" Someone shouted, pulling the assistant back to reality. The assistant plopped down on the ground, his body hunching over at an alarming speed.

"This is impossible, this is impossible, that's the Queen..." he muttered to himself, but the shattered remains of the detector on the screen were like a loud slap, rudely waking him from his self-deception.

"Hahahaha, humanity is doomed, we'll all end up as food for the aliens... We'll all become monsters... Hahahaha—" The pressure that had been building up for years exploded in an instant. The assistant laughed maniacally, his eyes turning red in a bizarre way. Then—something incredible happened. His human body gradually transformed into a beast, until he became a completely unconscious gray-white lion.

"Lieutenant..." The analyst stared at him blankly. After a long while, a scream came from the control room, and the people inside fled in panic!

"It's mutated! The adjutant has mutated! Everyone, run!"

All the medical staff and workers were hiding inside the White Tower. Hearing the noise on the top floor, they opened the door to find out what had happened, only to learn of this terrible news. Everyone was thrown into chaos.

They all knew they had to escape quickly. The adjutant was a high-level sentinel, and his mutation was no joke. But now the entire city of Granville was in a contaminated zone. Where could they escape to?
Despair loomed over everyone, like a heavy, oppressive cloud that made it hard to breathe.

Medical staff threw away their first aid kits, slumped to the ground, and hugged each other for warmth, tears mingling with fear silently streaming down their faces; young staff members tried to contact the outside world using their terminals, but only heard a deathly silence of static, as if the entire city had been forgotten by the world.

"Let's go, everyone to Sector B7." Just then, a squad of sentries broke through a window outside the White Tower and said to everyone.

Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that they were actually the Zerg sentries.

"Stay close to us, within five feet, don't stray too far. Sector B7 is safe, you'll be fine there." One sentry even tried to help them up, but was slapped away!

"Get out of here, you traitors who collude with the aliens!"

"Don't touch us!"

"Who knows if what you're saying is true? If you can betray the Central Committee, you'll definitely lie to us too!"

"That's it!"

The Zerg sentinels probably anticipated this reaction. Despite being insulted, they remained calm and looked at them with disbelief: "Don't you understand? The Queen's abilities can no longer protect us. Those in the Central Plains and among the nobles even want to use us as food for monsters. If we don't resist, we'll all end up the same way sooner or later!"

"You must leave with us now. This is not a negotiation, this is an order!"

After saying that, these people didn't give anyone a chance to speak, and simply carried them out of the White Pagoda.

There are only a dozen or so guides in Granville Tower. These people were originally led by Su Ping, but now that Su Ping is gone, they have become a disorganized mess, trapped in the medical room at the bottom of the White Tower, unable to even organize a basic defensive formation.

Inside the control room, a strong stench of blood seeped from the cracks in the door. After devouring the life of the last technician, a monster covered in pustules writhed in the cramped control room. The pustules on its body burst, releasing thick, yellowish-green pus that corroded the metal floor with a hissing sound.

It flicked its tail, which was still barely recognizable as a lion's tail, and walked out of the room, seemingly unsatisfied.

The corridor was deserted; some had fled, others were dead. The once bustling passageway was now filled only with scattered corpses.

Suddenly it seemed to smell something delicious coming from the top-floor room.

The monster, its mouth watering, trudged step by step toward the source of the smell—

But before it could get close, several purple beams of light slashed across its body. The enormous monster was chopped into countless pieces of flesh before it could even make a sound.

A small piece of golden energy stone fell from the monster's body and was crushed in the filthy, thick water by a black military boot.

The tall, slender man stood respectfully outside the door, looking at the person inside, and said softly, "Master, the White Tower is no longer safe. Please come with me."

A vine lashed out from inside the room, whipping his incredibly handsome face. The man didn't flinch, taking the blow head-on.

A red mark instantly appeared where the vine had struck, and a few drops of blood slid down his pale cheek, dripping onto his black clothes like a few eerie flowers blooming.

"Don't call me that in such a disgusting way! Who's your master? You liar!"

Lin Nan said fiercely to Arachne.

(End of this chapter)