The prison of the 153rd branch of the Navy has been officially put into operation. The guards inside the prison have been replaced once. Except for Lieutenant Colonel Lipa, the other prisoners are recruits who have been successfully transformed.

This recruit is not another recruit. The recruit is a transformation of a class higher than the inferior slave.

Squeak!

The door of the prison was pushed open, and a row of detained pirates was escorted in. Lipa stood inside the door, staring at the first batch of real guests in the prison with complicated eyes, and sighed slightly.

"Take custody!"

Lipa was standing in a white line drawn inside the prison, and the jailer behind him would carry out his orders without saying a word. When did you recruit a group of such strong murlocs?

However, the navy, who could be arranged to **** the prisoners, didn't talk much. They just left quickly after completing their tasks. The entire prison branch was filled with a cold and strange atmosphere, and they didn't want to stay longer.

The hallway was dimly lit with dim lights, and the shadows of the jailers dragged on the ground for a long time. The captured pirates should now be called prisoners, and they were dispersed into cells with iron gates.

It has been many days since he saw the true face of this prison, Lieutenant Colonel Lipa's horror still hasn't completely eased, but he already knows what to do.

"Anyway, pirates are damned scum, they don't deserve pity!" Lipa turned around and walked slowly into the darkness. The sound of Tata's footsteps reverberated in the prison, like an urging music being played.

Soon, the screams one after another seemed to be the climax of the chaotic music in response. Lipa stopped and turned to look at the pale and frightened prisoner in a cell. He didn't know what was going on outside, but The desperate scream made him shudder.

"You know, I don't pity you, because this should be the trial you deserve." Lipa slipped her fingers over the railing above the iron gate, feeling like she was waving the baton of a symphony orchestra. It was speaking to the trembling prisoner, more like saying to himself: "Death without knowing is also a relief."

Chi!

The prisoner was horrified to see a black knotted tentacle sticking out from the bottom of the bed, turning into sharp black lines and piercing his whole body. It was only a momentary scream, and his whole body was dissolved and dissolved, leaving only residues on the ground. Put down some dirty clothes.

The last step was just to let Lipa understand the true face of the prison and prepare him, but the actual operation is more concise and efficient, and each cell has reserved a channel for the mother's nest to breathe.

Each cell is actually a breeding room.

Lipa felt gloomy and chills in her heart. He was both the warden of this prison and the only real prisoner in this prison, and he was also cleaning up these tattered breeders.

Pushing open the door of the cell, he picked up the clothes that fell on the ground, and the prison soon returned to a cold and dead silence.

Oh, I almost forgot to mention that when the prisoners were escorted just now, dozens of bright red sacks were also transported, which were randomly stuffed with stinky, rotten and spoiled corpses.

On the outer periphery of the prison's blocked outer wall, some brightly colored flowers and plants are planted along the wall roots and iron fences, and it is connected to a flowerbed in the center. This is a bright color in the entire prison's inner area. The purpose of the garden, now he understood.

Perhaps it was the reason for the irrigation of blood and corpses. The flowers of that flowerbed would be extraordinarily bright throughout the year in the days to come; and from now on, Lipa Lt. Col. Lipa likes to pass the time the most, standing in the prison aisle. Next to the ventilated iron window, he stared at the flowerbed outside in a daze.

While the jailers were digging and fertilizing the soil, another abandoned piece of land in the branch was swept out again. It will be planned and built into a small mausoleum. All the officers and soldiers of the 153rd branch of the Navy who died in action will be swept away. They were buried here collectively, and huge tombstones were erected in memory of them.

"The corpses are all sparked and then put into an urn for burial. From now on, every month, all the navy will come here to pay their respects." Yaerlin hesitated for a while, but finally chose sparks instead of simple burial. , Once buried, it will eat the bones and **** the marrow, the corpse is impossible to exist, it will only be swallowed by the dregs of the mother's nest.

In the end, these navies were the victims of his ambitions, the bones of the ladder paved at the foot of his throne of power. Although he didn't think the dead would mind how their corpses were handled, he still gave up putting these navy's The corpse was also quietly buried and swallowed up the tempting plan.

The most important thing is that some things will be exposed one day, and when something goes wrong, it will be digging one's own grave. Yaerlin licked his lips and sighed with emotion: "In the end, I still have my heart. Not cruel enough."

"..." Zan Gao didn't know what to do next to him, and felt that the roots of his teeth were a little itchy.

After explaining some questions, Yaerlin left with his hands behind his back, and the projection template of the attributes was mobilized on the retina:

Mental Strength 8.3

Nerve conduction rate 1

Bone hardness 1

Muscle activity 4.4

Blood density flow rate 1

Complete Body - Split and Seed Breaking Period (Progress bar 81/10000)

Draw allotment points (4.2)

The efficiency of the mother's nest is very fast~lightnovelpub.net~ The corpses and captives soon turned into an increasing number. Yaerlin licked his lips and got a series of feedback in his mind, except for the big meal he had just eaten. In addition to the joy of the meal, the growth and transformation of the underground mother nest has gradually included the entire naval branch.

In short, the entire underground space of the 153rd branch of the Navy has been covered by black creeps, and these creeps are still growing. Although the speed is not as fast as at the beginning, it is still maintaining a high growth rate. If If this rate is maintained, Yarlin estimates that the entire island under his feet will be covered by the nest's mushroom creep in at least half a year.

With the underground expansion of the creep, it means that the tentacles of the mother nest gradually extend to the whole island. The obvious benefit is that it has more resource intake range. After all, an island has accumulated and buried the bodies of various species over the years. In the eyes of the mother nest, it is simply a treasure waiting to be seized by the wasteland.

"It's not just that!" The mother's nest text annotation appeared in Yaerlin's mind: "The mother's nest: Astur Bader's projected reality, transforming reality into its nest with countless black touches, absorbing the earth's energy all the time. Nutrients grow, and in the process of growing, the nest gradually evolves into a terrifying base and fortress."

"A base fortress!" Yaerlin licked his lips and stepped on the ground, as if he could feel the pulsation of expansion from the depths of the ground, he slowly suppressed the fiery in his heart, and focused his attention away from the blurred thoughts in his mind. Move away from the Feedback and re-look at the Channel Properties panel.