Blackstone Code

In the dark and cramped space, the little boy could hear his own heartbeat.

He is avoiding the coming "disaster".

At the beginning, the disaster came from monsters that would float in mid-air——

This shelter is not connected to the global communication system. Most of the people here originally belonged to the same community, an old federal community.

They have a stubbornness that is unimaginable for ordinary people and young people. What is even more unimaginable is that in such a developed, advanced and enlightened society, these people still insist on the theory of blood.

In fact, there are many such environments in the Federation, but they will not speak out.

For example, every city has some very famous "native indigenous communities" that do not welcome immigrants who are less than three generations old, or even immigrants who are less than five generations old.

As long as your grandfather's grandfather was a first-generation immigrant to live in the Commonwealth, you couldn't live in this community.

They have plenty of ways to get you out of here if you insist on staying here.

There are also churches specially provided for the native aborigines of the Federation, which also do not welcome any immigrants or people of color.

They will politely invite you to leave. If you don't leave, the security guard will punch you a few times and then tell you to leave with a gun.

The federal police believe in these "old federal" rhetoric, and to some extent they represent the core federal values.

There are also supermarkets that provide special services to the old federal people. Most of them sell vegetables and high-end beef and mutton products. Occasionally there are some chicken products, and they try not to cook them into fried chicken or the like.

"Old Federation" is a taste and an attitude towards life, and they insist on this style.

Of course, they are more willing than others to use the provisions of the Charter to defend their rights, whether it is the right to privacy or anything else.

Not accepting system access from Global Communications is their last insistence. They are willing to live in this closed environment and never tire of it.

If there is no interference from outside forces, it is very likely that this place will gradually become a small independent kingdom or a residence with religious rituals.

However, this matter is not that simple.

When alien monsters began to invade here, people did not flee in panic. For them, facing threats and monster invasions, taking up arms to fight back was the most correct thing to do.

Whether it is monsters, federal politicians, or some unfriendly police, as long as they dare to invade their territory or harm their interests, they will dare to take a shot at each other with guns in hand.

This is the right given them by the Charter and federal law to defend their wealth and territory.

However, the monsters did not like this very much. They poured in from the ventilation system in large numbers and started massacre mode in the face of those resisting forces.

A large number of resisters were torn into pieces and then swallowed into the stomachs of the monsters. Only a few young adults, women, and children were not killed.

But their lives were not easy either. Those monsters would insert a tentacle into people's mouths, and then those people would fall to the ground as if they had lost their strength.

They will be piled haphazardly on the roadside, and the monsters will then go looking for their next victim.

The little boy ran very fast. His grandfather, one of the managers of the shelter, was asked by his father to hide in the warehouse.

It's very remote here, on the second floor, and relatively safe.

He had been here with his father and grandfather when he was very young, and they said he would inherit everything here when he grew up.

So he is very familiar with this place.

Every boy with some dreams in his heart will have a heart eager to explore and discover surprises!

He hid himself in a cabinet and tried to slow down his breathing.

At this bad time, he even felt that his heartbeat was a little too noisy!

Will the monsters hear the heartbeat and discover him?

He didn't dare to take a deep breath, and even hoped that his heartbeat would slow down.

I don't know how long it took, but the fear caused by the darkness had receded a lot, and he became depressed.

He witnessed his grandfather being swept up into the air by two monsters and then torn into two pieces.

Blood and internal organs suddenly fell from the sky. In an instant, the grandfather who was as radiant as Mr. President in his eyes became a thing of the past.

He wanted to cry a little, but he remembered the lessons from his family. He was a man, he couldn't cry!

Maybe it was the tense nerves that kept him in a high state of tension, which consumed a lot of energy and physical strength. He fell asleep in a daze in this cabinet.

Upstairs, the battle is coming to an end...

Mr. Responsible stomps on an alien monster's head and walks out of the room.

"This should be the last one. We are not sure if there are others on this floor. We need to conduct a thorough search to find out."

Mr. Responsible listened to the staff's report with an expressionless expression, "Then do it. You thought I would tell you 'now that it's almost over' when you tell me this. Don't be naive and do what you should do." "

"I need to know if there are any alien monsters hidden on this floor. If there are any, kill them. If not, show them to me!"

The staff laughed and nodded, "I understand. I will arrange for someone to search again immediately."

"But...", he carefully raised his head and glanced at Mr. Responsible, "we found more than two hundred survivors."

Mr. Responsibility frowned, "Please be careful with your words, sir."

"Survivors refer to people who survived this disaster, but we don't know whether they are survivors, patients infected with alien genes, or something else."

"Next time you encounter something like this, don't rush to conclusions. Tell me first and I will make a judgment."

The staff nodded repeatedly and apologized for their recklessness.

"Take me to see them. I can tell whether these people are good people or bad people."

Not long after, he came to a church. There was a cellar under the church, and they all hid in the cellar.

In addition, the invasion of monsters was actually resisted, which delayed a lot of time. They have not been able to come within this range, otherwise these people would not be able to save it.

Mr. Responsibility stood at the door of the church, with the sun shining in from the outside. It was backlit, and the conspicuous uniform and the blood made him look filled with a "just chill", which was a very strange feeling.

It was like... a soldier who had just stepped off the battlefield and represented justice.

Even if they don't do anything, you can feel the heaviness from them.

People looked at Mr. Responsible in horror and some anticipation. Someone had just informed them that someone would come to understand the situation.

Could it be this person?

Mr. Responsibility walked into the church. The staff originally wanted to follow him, but was stopped by him, "I am enough here."

The staff did not hesitate and immediately turned around and left.

It closed the door and approached the crowd, "We have eliminated those monsters outside. Judging from the current situation, you are actually safe."

When these people showed smiles of surprise and relief, Mr. Responsibility added, "But we found that some people have been parasitized by alien monsters, and they have become a breeding ground for monsters."

"It's difficult for us to confirm whether this happened to you, so..."

People looked at it with some confusion, but some people had more frightened expressions on their faces, and they were even preparing to escape from here!

Mr. Responsibility curled his lips, "If you want to blame it, blame it on you being born in an era that is the worst for you!"

The next second, his whole body seemed to be blurred, and the people closest to him were cut into several pieces in an instant...

More than a minute later, he stepped on the wet ground and pushed open the church door and walked out.

The bloody footprints left on the ground extend far away...

And in the church, there were only corpses lying on the ground!

It has no interest in this kind of ordinary people at all now. It cannot provide it with super energy or more stable genes. It is no longer on its menu.

It didn't take long for the staff to come over and take a look, and then sighed with regret.

In fact, he knew from the beginning that these people would most likely not survive.

So far, the Global Communication Group has no means of detecting whether these people will turn into monsters. Except for those obviously parasitic humans who will retain some of them, all others will be destroyed.

The few who were parasitized are actually dead, and their heads are gone, but they still have research value and will be sent to the laboratory.

After confirming that there were no living people or living monsters on this floor, more members of the recovery force came here.

They will recycle all valuable things here, things in warehouses, livestock in farms and pastures, etc., and then completely seal this place.

Mr. Responsibility, along with his team members, boarded the plane back to the base.

A boring job, nothing challenging.

Those alien monsters were not as strong as the ones it dealt with in the base, and it couldn't even get excited.

And compared to these things, it actually hopes to have a fight with Mr. A.

I don’t know how long it took, but the little boy hiding in the cabinet suddenly woke up.

He carefully opened the cabinet door and saw that most of the contents of the entire warehouse had been moved away.

He ran upstairs like crazy, and was so frightened that he could not speak when he saw the mountains of corpses that had not yet been burned.

He vaguely knew what happened, but he couldn't believe it was all true.

He ran to many places, going to areas where people might be hiding, but there was nothing. Everyone seemed to be dead, and no one escaped the fight.

He endured the nausea and strong discomfort to observe the corpses, which made him make an unexpected discovery.

Some people were killed by monsters, but some people didn't look like they were killed by monsters...