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At this time, the virus does not have the thinking of the collector, nor the ability to think. After they have completed their proliferation, they will bypass the body's defense system and go straight to the brains of the Bovorians.

After selecting a certain brain nerve fiber, attach it to it, and then gradually replace that nerve fiber.

After this stage is over, the consciousness of the collector will be born, and it will really attract the attention of the host's spiritual domain perception.

The parasitized host is a ‘outlier’ in the perception of other compatriots in the spiritual realm, and was discovered and hunted down after a short while.

The host was forced to flee.

In the process of fleeing, the collector took the initiative to contact the other party.

"Hello, host."

"You!? You can talk?!"

The parasited Bovur was shocked and horrified. Obviously he hadn't expected that the monster parasitizing in his body could actually speak.

This is like a cancer patient suddenly discovering that his tumor can speak.

The collectors sent out an invitation, "Cooperate with us, and together subvert the current Beauvais regime."

"You made me so miserable, now you still want to cooperate with me?"

Facing the questioning, the collector replied calmly.

"I didn't do anything to hurt you. I just got in harmony with your body. It is your compatriots who hurt you."

"Cooperate with us."

The collector sends out an invitation again.

The host has already moved intentionally, and it is not a pleasant thing to be caught as a heterogeneous thing, and the result of being successfully arrested, the host dares to think about it.

The only way out is to cooperate with the Amoeba.

However, if you choose to cooperate with the Amoeba, this means betraying your own race, and you are concerned about becoming the seedbed of the Amoeba.

These are two choices: one is to betray the race for oneself, and the other is to betray oneself for the race.

If you are an extreme egoist, you will naturally not be distressed by such a thing, but the host is not. When he makes a decision, he seems to have seen thousands of babies of the same race showing him a lovely smile.

After thinking of these children, the host strengthened his determination...not to cooperate with the Amoeba!

"Don't think about it! I won't betray my race!"

"I believe you will agree. Our invitation has always been valid. You don't need to give a reply now, you can consider it carefully." The collector replied.

This parasitized host was arrested by the urgently mobilized Bovor fighters before a day passed.

The parasitized host is concerned with his race and his compatriots, but his compatriots don't think so. When the soldiers who came to capture him saw him, they brutally clamped his neck to prevent him from escaping. .

"Catch you! Alien choppy! Escape quite fast!"

"Let go of me! Ahem! I am a citizen of Beauvre! It's not an alien thing! Ahem!"

"Yeah, what we learned is quite the same, but it's a pity that our Beauvale is different from those alien races that your Amoeba has encountered in the past, and our false body cannot deceive us."

Spiritual realm perception makes the fighters extremely sure that what they have caught is an alien that is not their compatriots.

"Don't waste time, catch it back quickly, the big men above value him very much." Another soldier reminded.

As expected by the collectors, after learning that some compatriots were parasitized by the collectors, the ruling class of the Beauvais hegemon immediately issued the arrest order, eager to capture this first case and then make it public. , Used as the "evidence" they had previously said.

On the open execution ground, a high-level person spoke to the people at the bottom.

"Children of Beauvre! We just caught a case of Amoeba parasitism. This poor host has been completely invaded by the Amoeba and has become a walking dead!"

"Now, we want to publicly execute this Amoeba to comfort the compatriots killed by it!"

He said that he was compassionate, and the high-level people gave a speech to the people at the bottom with a look of resentment.

"I'm still alive, I'm not dead!"

The captured host retorted unwillingly, but responded with a heavy kick.

"Shut up! Alien chopsticks!"

The agitated people looked at the host on the execution platform who gave up their personal interests and cooperated with the collectors for their own race with hateful eyes.

"Kill it!"

I don't know who shouted first, and then these voices joined together.

"Kill it!"

"Kill it!"

...

"Did you see it? No matter how much you love your race, your compatriots will not respond to your love at all, and will only want to kill you impatiently."

In the brain, the collector and the host communicate information.

"They thought I had been replaced by you, and it was all your fault!"

The host was unwilling to refute the collector, and finally blamed all the guilt on the collector.

The collector replied, "I did not harm anyone, but simply lived in your body. Existence itself is wrong? Then why is your existence correct? If that is the case, it is only natural for them to kill you now. , You shouldn’t have any complaints~lightnovelpub.net~ The host doesn’t know how to answer.

"I see. I will work with you to save me from here."

The collector asked strangely, "We don't have much power here, how do you think we should save you?"

"But you will die if I die!"

The host who heard this answer from the collector was panicked in consternation. He thought that the Amoeba parasitizing in his body would have a way to save him, but now he has not shown any panic in the face of death.

The host at this moment has regrets.

"I don't care, it's just death." The collector replied.

"you……!"

Before the host had finished speaking, he was interrupted by the movement of the outside world.

"kill!"

The executioner controlled the spiritual realm, drew out a huge amount of light beams from it, and drowned the parasitic host in a devastating way, and strong waves of air radiated out.

However, no one noticed that a batch of tiny virions were mixed in the air waves.

Because they have no life, they are not in the realm of spiritual perception, and the people of Bovor, who were onlookers and executed, were inhaled into their bodies and started a new round of parasitism.

That night, another Bovorian heard a voice in his mind.

"Hello, host."

"Who? Who is talking?"

The new host looked around suspiciously.

"I am a collector, that is, the Amoeba in your mouth. I am now lodged in your body."

Although he had doubts in his heart, when the collector confessed himself, the host still had a sigh in his heart.

Thinking of the execution scene he saw today, the host was dizzy, feeling that the door of death had opened to him, and his fear instantly overwhelmed him.

It's over, it's over, everything is completely over...