Blackstone Code

In the early morning, Mr. A knocked on the doors of each room, and after making sure that his family had not turned into monsters, he started cooking.

He has very good cooking skills and can make very delicious food even if the ingredients are not perfect.

So in this family, he is the one who cooks, not his wife.

There are two children in this family as well as their husband and wife. Although their lives are not that rich, they are still harmonious.

There is no such thing as happiness. After all, the life of the poor is full of regrets, but it is definitely not bitter.

Breakfast is papa soup with wheat cakes. The raw materials of the papa soup are free food distributed by the shelter. Many people do not like this food that looks like papa.

But Mr. A used his cooking skills to process the free relief food, giving it a special flavor and even turning it into a sauce that was more acceptable to people.

The staple food is a cake made by kneading wheat flour and protein strips. It is not thick. Due to limited ingredients and limited funds, everyone only has one cake.

But it can be used to roll dada sauce, and it can roll a lot, which can fill the stomachs of the family.

In addition to the delicious taste, the family has no dissatisfaction with this kind of meal.

When his wife and twin daughters came to the restaurant, he put down what he was doing, walked over with a smile, hugged his wife and children, and kissed them on the cheek.

What a harmonious family!

The wife was talking about today's work schedule, the lovely daughters were looking forward to some new things that would happen at school, and Mr. A was thinking about the next round of eating in three days.

The TV was not on, but he had one eye focused on what was on the screen in the living room.

Global Communications Group has established a department called the "Special Pollution Investigation Office" and also formed a law enforcement army called the "Pollution Investigation Force".

"...the new pollution investigation force will be equipped with the most advanced weapons technology, and they will be able to easily capture these polluters as long as they find the target."

"In addition, Global Communications Group has submitted a new proposal for the Personal Privacy Security Act to the federal government. The proposal will increase at least 20% of cameras in various areas, including more private places."

"Such as toilets, bathrooms, etc."

"In addition, there are a series of bills such as the Public Facilities Safety Act, which are designed to catch polluters as soon as possible..."

"Honey?"

Mr. A was startled for a moment, then came to his senses, "Sorry, I was distracted!" He picked up a napkin and wiped his lips, "What did you just say?"

"I have an afternoon shift today. You know there have been a lot of missing cases recently. I'm worried about our children, so I hope you can pick them up from school in the afternoon."

Mr. A looked at the two daughters who were looking at him at the same time, and nodded, "I am happy to oblige, Your Royal Highnesses, the two princesses, and Your Highness the Queen."

While they were talking, the doorbell rang suddenly, and the whole family looked at the door with curiosity.

Mr. A's expression was a little strange. Before the family could see what was outside the door clearly, he had actually noticed what was outside the door.

The wife saw that her husband had not stood up. Just as she was about to stand up, a hand pressed her shoulder and pushed her back.

"You hurt me." She looked at her husband, but the gentle smile on Mr. A's face had disappeared, leaving only an indifferent expression.

He, or "it," is thinking.

Whether to run away or... try to muddle through.

Global Communications' magnetic cards bring great inconvenience to hiding identities. You have to swipe the card wherever you go. If you don't swipe the card, not only can you not get in, but you can also easily be interrogated by the police and patrol teams.

Escape is easy, but where?

Finally, he let go of his palm, and his cold face was filled with a regretful expression, "I'm sorry, I hurt you, I'm a little nervous."

The wife was a little confused, "What's wrong with you?"

Mr. A shook his head, picked up a napkin and wiped his hands, "I'll open the door."

Then he opened the door, and there were heavily armed patrols standing outside the door, with large-caliber weapons pointed at his head.

Although Mr. A's fatal organ is not on his head, being hit through the head will cause huge damage to it.

It resisted the urge to take action and showed some fearful expressions, "What happened, gentlemen?"

A security officer in charge of the arrest checked the photo in his hand and said, "You are under arrest. Put your hands where we can see them, and then walk out slowly."

Mr. A's eyes widened as if he couldn't accept this fact, "What mistake did I make?"

Its lack of cooperation made everyone take a step back, but because of this resistance, everyone turned on the safety of their weapons.

"You don't need to know what crime you committed, if you don't have a problem you'll be back soon, but if you have a problem..."

Mr. A’s family also came to the door, and it seemed hard for his family to believe all this.

The woman even took the initiative to stand between Mr. A and the patrol members, "Did you make a mistake?"

"He is a good man and has never hurt anyone. You must be mistaken."

She was a little excited and seemed to want to argue, so she took another step forward.

It was this step that made the highly nervous soldiers subconsciously pull the trigger, and a gunshot silenced the entire street.

The woman stared blankly at everything in front of her. She couldn't believe that all of this was real!

Her husband stood in front of him, half of his body was blasted like a pile of rotten meat, but strangely, no blood flowed out.

The two looked at each other, and Mr. A showed the smile he always showed at home, "Sorry, I frightened you."

"Take them to live a good life, and if possible, find a man with a good temper."

"There is a high probability that I will not be able to come back."

The patrol began to call for backup, although the monster did not show aggression, even if it took a shot.

Within ten seconds at most, support appeared around him, and there was even an aircraft that could hover in mid-air.

The woman covered her mouth with one hand and stroked her deformed body with the other, tears welling up in an instant.

The two little girls were also frightened and cried non-stop.

"I...", he smiled brightly, "I am a monster!"

After he finished speaking, he sighed softly, turned around and looked at more and more armed men, raised his hands high, and slowly knelt on the ground.

The arrest of Mr. A went smoothly, and so did the other suspects, but one unlucky guy was very unlucky.

He didn't want to be taken away, so he waved the kitchen knife twice, and then he was beaten into a sieve in front of his family.

The bullets were covered in blood and spattered everywhere. The walls of the living room, the roof, and the floor were covered with broken flesh and blood stains.

His family members were very excited and tried to do something, and then... they all got together.

No compensation, no apology, it just happened.

Mr. A was injected with an inhibitor and then placed in a special cage.

There is a high-voltage electric discharge device in the cage. When it acts randomly, the high-voltage electricity can control its actions.

In full public view, Mr. A was taken away, and this unexpected and smooth arrest also alarmed the group's senior management.

Even Lynch was alarmed. Mr. A was too cooperative. This was not because he was afraid of Global Communications, but because he was sending out a signal in this way.

Scientists studying aberrations at the Institute of Life, as well as the chief scientist of Immortality, all hope to see this monster with human intelligence immediately.

Among the monsters captured in the past, they were basically monsters without any intelligence like wild beasts. They acted based on instinct and desire.

Hunt humans, or destroy.

But this monster actually has a family, and his family members are all alive and well. He even got shot in order to protect his wife!

What does this mean?

It means he can communicate.

Considering that plane transportation might cause unnecessary trouble, Lynch took the team and flew directly back to the federal mainland.

I met Mr. A in a specially built room in the shelter.

Of course, across the monitor, it was impossible for Lynch to stand directly in front of it. Who knows if this monster was planning to behead it.

The moment the monitor screen lit up, Mr. A, who was sitting, immediately stood up, showing respect for Lynch like an ordinary person.

"Mr. Lynch."

"you know me."

Mr. A smiled heartily, "There is no one in the world who doesn't know you, Mr. Lynch."

"Even a polluter?"

Mr. A shook his head, "I don't really agree with the official name of 'Polluter'. From my point of view, we should be evolutionaries."

"We have physical fitness and more capabilities that humans do not have..." He raised his arm, and it turned into a long knife in an instant, sparks bursting out when it collided with the tabletop in front of it.

Then the long knife quickly turned into an arm, and there was no visible inconvenience.

"Mr. Lynch, it is not that we cannot coexist with you and humans."

"Because we all have the same enemies, the enemies, aliens, or gods who are looking at this planet and all species on this planet."

Lynch frowned, "You mean you?"

Mr. A was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly, "I was discovered!"

"We are different from those inferior evolved entities that failed to evolve. We are more advanced evolved organisms, so of course it is us."

"I'm not the only one, and I believe there will be more and more of us and we will become stronger and stronger!"

"No one knows what will happen in the future, Mr. Lynch. Maybe one day, you will become me, too?"

"Is it right?"