Blackstone Code

In the dark cave, a giant that had never been seen before was carved on the surrounding stone walls.

The train conductor rubbed his belly. He was almost full. He thought he would become a joke in this society because of the cause of his death——

"Died by giving a blowjob to a monster"

Even his closest relatives would laugh to tears at his funeral!

But the good news is that he is not dead yet, although his stomach is a little bloated.

The burning torches in the cave blackened some of the stone walls. The monsters that attacked the train were rooted in the soil, and they faced calmly and uniformly in a certain direction.

Just when the conductor was about to use "Hello" to break the unfamiliarity between humans and monsters, a naked woman appeared in front of them.

The woman has a good figure and is very beautiful. The most important thing is the intellectual and noble aura she exudes!

She was obviously so good, but she was naked, and the conductor could even see every hair on her head.

But he just has no desire or impulse, he just thinks it looks good, that's all.

This feeling is actually normal. There is no feeling of impulse or excitement. It is like a dirty wild dog looking through the iron fence at the golden lady dog ​​surrounded by servants on the lawn of the manor. .

Poodle is the name of a dog breed, it is not a metaphor.

Wild dogs have no impulses, no fantasies, and no desire to even arch their waists into the air.

It will only look at it for a few times and then leave, because it knows that there is no way between them.

Even a wild dog has made such a decision, and the train conductor must have had such a realization as well.

Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that there are monsters around, so he can't be impulsive.

"You have two ways to go."

The woman walked up to the conductor and looked directly at him, "Listen to God's will and become one of us."

"Or, become food."

She reached out and touched the train conductor's beard, "If you don't want to die, you'd better calm down and listen to the voice from the Kingdom of God..."

She retracted her arm, "Look carefully and study carefully. This is related to whether you have a future."

A large group of people were pushed and led to a larger cave, which was completely illuminated by fire.

Some monsters kept throwing things into the fire, making the flames burn even more intensely.

Because the fire was so bright, it took the conductor a while to get used to the process from dim to bright.

It was also at this time that he discovered that what the monster threw into the flames were some corpses.

He was a little nauseous, and someone around him had vomited.

The woman walked to the altar, an altar just like the one on the moon that the train conductor had seen on the TV show.

She knelt down under a high platform and hummed a weird song in a very desolate voice.

The song has no lyrics, just a tune, and it sounds awkward.

It's as if every syllable appears in the most uncomfortable range. It can't even be considered a piece of music, more like the whisper of a madman.

The surrounding monsters stopped working and inserted their bodies into the soil again, with only their heads and upper bodies exposed.

They all faced the same direction at the same time. Looking at their snow-white, calm faces with eyes closed, everyone felt a shiver coming from their bones!

Several people who didn't look like monsters walked to the edge of the altar with daggers in their hands. They cut their own necks and then squatted on the ground.

Blood continued to surge along the lines on the ground, and finally surrounded a few engraved lines, pouring into the high platform at an unscientific speed and posture.

There is a gold wine glass on the high platform. Some fine wine is gradually obtained from the void in the wine glass, exuding a charming fragrance!

The whole process lasted for about twenty minutes. When the woman's humming ended, about one-third of the liquid had been accumulated in the golden wine glass.

The moment she stood up, the monsters pulled themselves out of the dirt again.

They lifted the dead body up, then grabbed the head and neck of the sacrifice. Several arm-like tentacles pushed hard on the back of the sacrifice, and then the arm holding the head twitched upward.

The heads of the sacrifices were pulled out along with their spines.

The other parts, the torso, limbs, etc., were thrown to the edge of the fire.

The head that was pulled out and connected to the spine like a scepter was taken away by them.

The woman walked over with a gold wine glass in hand. She looked at the train conductor and other people who were still alive with a calm face.

"This is a gift from God..."

She clicked a little with her index finger, then clicked on the conductor's eyes, on his ears, on his nose and lips.

"One day you will be grateful for what you have experienced today instead of regretting it."

At night, a group of people were locked up together. The monsters seemed not afraid of them communicating and discussing whether to escape.

Of course, even if they can really escape from this cave, there is a high probability that they will not survive.

They had no cold-proof clothes, no enough supplies, and they couldn't tell their direction in the pure white ice and snow. There was only one ending, and that was death.

"Are we going to die?"

The female conductor sat next to the conductor and asked him softly.

The train conductor showed some smile, "If they want to kill us, I think there is no need to bring us back in the first place."

"You see, they want to convince us to believe in their gods..."

The female flight attendant became even more uneasy, "Are we going to be like that too?"

"If we really become like that, will we still be who we are?"

"Where did these monsters come from?"

“Have Global Communications and the federal government deceived us?”

…

Too many questions have led to more people trying to participate in the discussion. Everyone is expressing their opinions and opinions, and what everyone is saying makes themselves less nervous and afraid.

The silence in the air seemed to have eased somewhat, and the conductor stood up, "I believe the company will not ignore us, even if they really don't care about our lives."

"They will also be very concerned about these monsters. If they attack us once, they will attack us a second time or a third time."

"The transportation of the entire equatorial line relies on ice and snow trains. Once they cause damage to material transportation, the group company will certainly not pretend not to see these."

"The Superstar Team will definitely take charge of this case personally, so I'm not trying to comfort you. I'm just telling you the fact that we still have a chance to survive."

"Don't give up hope, don't face everything that comes next with pessimism!"

"Until they come, we're on our own."

At night, the train conductor dreamed of a huge golden god. It was far away from him, but the light it emitted could bring him warmth unlike other things.

It was like the sun before the Ice Age, giving him the feeling of living in the best of times!

There were some sounds hidden in those lights. Among these lights and Sanskrit sounds, he gradually became a little lost.

The next day, the conductor scratched his chest. He always felt that something was about to grow out of his chest, but this was obviously an illusion.

Because nothing will grow out of your chest, that's common sense.

He was still comforting everyone, but today everyone's mood seemed to be back to normal and not so pessimistic.

Some people were even discussing their dreams last night privately. They all had roughly the same dream, in which they were inspired by the gods and enjoyed an unprecedented peace.

That's a good thing, the conductor thought.

On the second night, the dream became clearer. He saw many people around him that he knew or did not know.

Everyone was immersed in the golden giant, that is, the glory and gospel of God, as if they were soaked in hot water and returned to the womb, without any worries.

On the third day, the train conductor's chest became more itchy, his back also started to itch, his scalp also itched, and his whole body felt itchy.

He scratched hard, but couldn't solve it, but as long as he thought of the god in his mind, these feelings would disappear, leaving only peace and happiness.

For several days in a row, he was enveloped in glory and gospel every night. Looking at the god that was higher than the sky and more dazzling than the sun, the train conductor suddenly had another idea.

"I wish I were a sunflower."

"In this way, I can always move towards it, never have worries or depression, and be immersed in joy and well-being!"

On the seventh day, he had forgotten about the company, his work, and the hope that someone would come to save them. He only thought about becoming a sunflower.

Even though he found many tiny arms growing on his body, he didn't feel anything was wrong, as if he had accepted himself.

He could not see the frightened eyes of those around him at all, as if there was something between him and the world!

The priestess came a few more times, said some words that were recognized by everyone, and left quickly. It seemed that something was sprouting.

"Why are you so far away from me?" The train conductor looked at the female conductor who was hiding far away, feeling a little confused.

The female conductor's teeth were chattering, and the train conductor, who had turned into a little monster, didn't seem to realize how different he was at all.

She was speechless. As she watched the train conductor change little by little every day, becoming less and less like a person, she was about to lose her mind!

She didn't speak, the conductor took the initiative to move over, and the female conductor didn't even have the strength to stand up and leave!

In the past few days, there was only a small amount of food to maintain their basic survival needs, and she was already exhausted.

The conductor sat next to her. After saying a few words, he kept sniffing her body.

A monster whose scalp was split and turned out, and tentacles and arms grew out of the wound, was probing around her body, and the female flight attendant almost cried.

"Did you hide something delicious?" The train conductor's expression was very innocent, with a hint of longing, "You... smell so good!"