Chapter 3210 (1/2)

There is no doubt that the agents of the time management bureau are living humans.

But the death knell that followed the patrol for some distance did not feel anything like a living person from each other.

They seem to have no soul and no selfish desire at all. They are more like robots completing tasks. They haven't even changed their walking frequency.

This team will not be lazy and chat during patrol. You know, the star soldiers who are the death knell are the most elite individual forces, but they are also allowed to chat a little in the communication channel during routine patrol tasks.

But these weak guards obviously did not have this habit. They just walked silently with their own weapons, and their black military boots stepped on the carpet without even making a sound.

There are not many monitoring equipment in the corridor. Obviously, the time management bureau is very confident in the site selection of the base. It did not think that it would be possible for a single soldier to sneak in.

At the next corner, like fishing, the death knell hanged from the ceiling to form an optical camouflage version of pitcher grass, which directly put the last person in the 'bag'.

The patrol is still moving forward. They don't realize that there is a person missing behind them, and that person has been eaten by the terrible symbiotic monster, leaving only a set of clean equipment.

Six times after the old tricks were repeated, the team was quietly killed by the death knell, did not give them a little chance to give an alarm, and ensured the cleanness and integrity of the equipment as much as possible.

”Why is it a seven person team? Is this configuration not practical for teams composed of ordinary people?”

The death knell walked back while packing his equipment and chatted silently with the hanging.

”Oh.”

Hanging was also strange, but he didn't think so much, but he just felt happy.

After all, as like as two peas, the host can not eat human brain at any time. Today it is obvious that he must eat a lot of food, but he tells the host that the whole team is seven identical people.

Not only looks the same, height and weight the same, but also DNA and body disease hidden dangers are the same.

This made it a little confused. Whether he ate seven people or one person, should these seven people be an illusion under the effect of quantum interference?

”It's no use counting those. You can convert them into meat. The weight of an adult male, if he is a white man who often engages in military work and has good nutrition, is about 80 or 90 kilograms. If he eats half a ton of meat, it means that they are seven.”

”Oh!”

The host is right. Anyway, you can't cheat people with your brain in your mouth.

These human brains are a little small. I'm afraid they are not primitive people. They don't taste good.

One person's total body talks and laughs like this. He lurks back to the reference room. Su Ming looks at it all the way. It's like the reference room where several people live. I'm afraid there are thousands in this corridor alone.

Upstairs and downstairs, I don't know how many more.