"Brothers, this little idiot who accidentally pokes his eyes blind is more troublesome. We need to help heal his eyes first."

Lin Muge used the blood of other palms and eyes to smear the palms and eyes that he had poked at himself so as not to meet Lin Muge's eyes.

"That's fine."

Then, under the frantic twisting and resistance of its palms and eyes, its eyes gradually returned to light.

After restoring the light, the first thing it saw was Lin Muge's kind and gentle smile.

"Bang!"

Then it exploded to pieces with pain, humiliation, and despair.

"The clenched ones can scratch their wrists, just like scratching the soles of their feet, and they itch and then let go."

"But there's nothing you can do if you have to challenge yourself."

Lin Muge sighed as he looked at a palm that had twisted his head to death in order not to look at him.

While he was chatting and laughing, the minefields carefully arranged by the weirdos had been crushed by Lin Muge.

There are no more living palms and eyes on the ground...

"Brothers, do the fireworks look good? Let's wish everyone an early year in advance."

Finally, after checking to see if there were any fish that slipped through the net, Lin Muge, who was covered in blood, and his clothes and trousers were covered with the kind of meat foam after the explosion shattered, said to the camera.

"Although the detonation of palms and eyes is beautiful, I suggest that you still don't imitate them. The more fear you give them, the more powerful they will explode. Generally, people can't control their own fears. already."

"Actually, I also want to leave some openings for the palms, but they grow here, and it may be dangerous if innocent passersby pass by, so I have to remove them all."

he said seriously.

""fireworks"

"Pigeon's reminder is obviously a superfluous dog head]"

"Good guy, isn't that the powerful dog head of a nuclear bomb that will explode when the palm and eye meet me]"

"Bio bombs belonged to yes"

"The Eyeless Survival"

"Indeed, if there are no pigeons, it will definitely be dangerous for someone to pass by accidentally..."

The number of people in the live broadcast room gradually exceeded 3 million.

Although the live broadcast this time is dark, it has the light of a flashlight.

It's not like last time, the green ghost fire that Lin Muge used to save electricity, just brought **** up.

"Be careful."

"Ok."

Ye Xinglan clenched his fists and nodded.

Her feet stepped on the ground full of meat foam and blood, and the small sizzling sound made the corners of her mouth slightly curved in excitement.

"Snapped!"

Seeing the half wreckage of the palm and eye, Ye Xinglan squinted and stepped on it.

Blood splashes.

"very nice."

Her tongue licked the blood at the corner of her mouth lightly and swallowed it gently.

"It's really big. I didn't know how many people worked together in this steelmaking plant before. It was like a maze."

Lin Muge in the front did not notice Ye Xinglan's actions.

He stood on the stairs and sighed silently.

The steel factory in front of you is like a mini town. Under the stacks of various steel buildings and super-large equipment, you can see from top to bottom that countless twisted paths merge into the darkness.

"I haven't seen anything weird yet. They should all gather in one place and wait for us to go to science."

"Hide and seek, it's good, I really like playing."

Lin Muge walked down the rusted and dilapidated stairs, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Just this way."

He just found a way.

On both sides of the road are those large jars several stories high. The text on them has long been covered by rust, and I don't know what they were doing before.

"Ok?"

After walking for a while, Lin Muge suddenly stopped.

"Brothers, I just realized that those are not rust."

He turned the light of the flashlight at the steel buildings on either side.

At first glance, it is full of mottled rust under the invasion of time, but when you look at it under the light, in the so-called rust center, there seems to be a pair of eyes hiding in the dark and staring at passers-by.

"Look! They're still looking at me!"

"This strange biological name is called rust butterflies. I usually call them rust butterflies. They are butterflies with patterns like rust. Although they are butterflies, they like to live together as a whole family like bees."

"As far as the pieces we saw, they belonged to their families."

"Rust Butterfly's eyes are on the wings, and the whole family always likes to see a place. I said why there is always a feeling of being spied on by that perverted murderer along the way, and it makes people feel embarrassed..."

Lin Muge blushed, and then picked up a piece of scrap iron on the ground.

"The way to disturb a rust butterfly is to make a screeching noise, but I advise everyone not to."

As he said his suggestion, he used the scrap iron in his hand to swipe **** the building next to him.

"Yes, that's the sound, as if you want to poop, but unfortunately your two butts are made of iron, and the sound you make when you're constipated."

Lin Muge rowed a few more times.

"The Wonderful Parable of the Pigeon"

""Advice not to disturb"

"You're blushing!"

"I want to know that the **** moldy murderer dares to peep at the pigeon's head]"

"Pigeon: I let you know what TMD is called TMD pervert"

"Master, stop drawing!"

"Fuck! Those rust!"

The unspeakable harsh sound not only aborted the ears of the earphone party, but also made the rust on the tall buildings throb.

"Swish swish!"

The sound of rust rubbing came from all directions.

In the darkness, clumps of "rust" spiraled upward like a whirlwind of dragons, and quickly formed clumps of dark clouds that covered the sky and the sun.

"Look, they're still looking at me from here."

Lin Muge raised her neck and pointed at the countless rusty butterflies in the air.

Through the light of the flashlight, everyone also saw the true face of Rust Butterfly.

Their wings are like iron, and the pattern is the rust after the wind and the sun.

And those big dark and deep eyes grow in the middle of the wings.

"The rust butterfly is a very, very lazy creature. Their only hobby is to pretend to be rust and lie on the building, and only fly into the air when they lay eggs."

"Or they will lay eggs as long as they fly into the air."

"Once the rust butterflies form such a dark cloud shape, they will start laying eggs. The eggs will fall down like bullets on the Syrian battlefield. Once they are hit, blisters will appear on normal people, which is very terrifying."

"The most important thing is that when they lay eggs, they will stare at you and look at you, which is embarrassing, so I suggest everyone not to disturb them."

Lin Muge said while holding the camera.

"???"

"The pigeon isn't running fast?"

"Then hurry up and leave before they lay eggs!"

"Why are you blushing again!"

"Fuck, what exactly is Pigeon's XP!"

"Can Dove Pigeon stop using metaphors, it's too vivid, I'm afraid"

After listening to Lin Muge's description, everyone can already imagine the terrifying scene of countless rust butterflies' eggs falling in their minds for a while.

But under the persuasion of everyone, Lin Muge not only did not run quickly, but instead stood under the terrifying dark cloud of rust butterflies.

"As we all know, a thing is not necessarily just what it looks like on the surface. We have to look at all objects dialectically."

"So Xinglan, look at this rusty butterfly, it's a cute and weird creature on the surface, but think about it, could it be a musical instrument?"

Lin Muge spread out his hands and looked at Ye Xinglan in front of him and said in a persuasive manner.

On the other hand, Ye Xinglan's face was full of faces that I couldn't understand, but I was greatly shocked.

She just came out of the mental hospital, and it is still too difficult for her to keep up with the thinking of a normal person like Lin Muge.

"The weather is so good today, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon. I am very happy to see so many people in the live broadcast room."

"As soon as the rust butterfly hears the harsh sound just now, the wings will vibrate rustling."

"Utilizing this, I decided to present a classic song "Good Days, I wish you all a good day in the new year."

"Of course everyone can sing this familiar song along with my rhythm."

In the dense silence of the barrage, Lin Muge picked up the iron block again.

"Today is a good day."

He cleared his throat and hummed a sentence to find the rhythm.

This voice directly sent more than half a million people away.

The number of people in the live broadcast room has unexpectedly increased sharply.

The earphone parties took off their headphones one after another, and the extroverts finally stopped extroverting.

"Zizzi thorns thorns..."

Lin Muge mercilessly dropped his ruthless iron hand, and the rubbing sound of sharp scrap iron and innocent buildings directly penetrated the sky, making the rust butterflies have no intention of laying eggs, and their wings vibrated to make a rustling sound.

"very good."

Lin Muge did it several times, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Everybody in biology has learned from Pavlov's conditioned reflex experiment."

"Here I'll give you a simple demonstration during the tuning process. Now as long as the iron in my hand is close to the building, I don't need to make a sound, and the rust butterfly will vibrate its wings in a conditioned reflex."

"So in general, the method of playing the rust butterfly is simple and convenient, and there is no difficulty."

He gave the camera a thumbs up.

"Run! It's too late to run!!"

"Pavlov: You **** used my experiments for this?"

"Papdorf opened his own coffin, a dog's head]"

"Pigeon, stop it"

"Being able to enjoy music in the popular science live broadcast room is mostly a matter of opinion, dog head]"

""Nothing Difficult"

Although Lin Muge personally sent away more than 500,000 people in the live broadcast room, there were more barrages of the remaining people.

After all, the rest are warriors who are not afraid of death.

"Next, everyone is happy again, follow me!"

Lin Muge took a deep breath, then waved his arms like the commander of a big symphony orchestra, and Rusty Butterfly also vibrated his wings and made rustling sounds like a conditioned reflex.

The screeching sound is like you're sanding your ass.

And your **** is also made of sandpaper.

But to everyone's surprise, under Lin Muge's unparalleled Yin music skills, those rustling sounds actually constitute a good day that everyone is familiar with through the change of pitch.

Coupled with Lin Muge's clapping, I can actually hear it...

"Gudong..."

Ye Xinglan, who was observing from a close distance, took a half step back tremblingly.

Beneath the dense rust butterflies, Lin Muge, whose blood had solidified, was playing reluctantly.

This scene can definitely be called a world famous painting.

She still...underestimated Lin Muge...

Why in this world would anyone choose to play music with noise...

"Happy gongs and drums knock out the festivities every year..."

"A beautiful dance brings joy every day..."

There are even well-meaning netizens posting lyrics on the barrage...

"It's a very good performance, I beg Doe Gee not to do it again next time."

"The World's No. 1 Yin Musician!"

"What kind of underworld underworld is this..."

""Happy gongs and drums"

"Beautiful Dance"

"Today's underworld can be really a good day, dog head]"

As Lin Muge finally put down the scrap iron in his hand, everyone in the live broadcast room and Rusty Butterfly in the air breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Only Lin Muge's face was still full of meaning.

"Actually, in theory, the spawning of strange creatures like rust butterflies is equivalent to their movements after lying down for a long time."

"Now they are tired of playing, and they all go back when they don't have the strength to lay eggs."

"Calling rust butterflies to exercise from time to time will not only cultivate their sentiments, but also make their next eggs healthier."

The rust butterflies in the air landed in pieces again where they were lying.

From now on, I never dared to look at Lin Muge again.

too frightening.

As soon as I glanced at it, the whole clan took it out to play an instrument...

Is there such cruel punishment in the human world now...

Too cruel……

"It's okay, I'll teach you later, these are all yours."

Lin Muge took a brief rest and then looked at Ye Xinglan and said.

"The whole person is refreshed and full of energy, as expected of the power of music!"

He strode forward with great strides.

The number of people in the live broadcast room is also gradually increasing.

"Brothers, there is generally very little bizarre biodiversity in this kind of steelmaking plant, because it is surrounded by steel and the temperature difference between day and night is large."

"Although there are not many types of strange creatures, they are very characteristic to survive here."

Lin Muge held his flashlight and swayed everywhere.

Sometimes without warning, it suddenly shines into some dark corners.

Everyone in the live broadcast room was terrified, for fear that some strange-shaped cutie would suddenly appear in some corners.

"Huh...suddenly enlightened..."

Turning left and right around the steel maze, Lin Muge sighed after seeing the scene in front of him.

There is a huge garbage factory in front of you.

But the **** inside is all kinds of scrap iron.

As big as those big tin cans that are several stories high, as small as screws and nuts the size of fingernails...

Countless steel scraps piled up without the slightest regularity.

Without the obstruction of towering buildings and dark clouds, the clear moonlight finally shone down.

Under such a bright moonlight, the picture in Lin Muge's high-definition camera was slightly desolate and shocking.

"Can you feel it?"

Lin Muge looked back at Ye Xinglan, who was squatting on the ground and playing with those small scrap iron blocks.

"...Well, it seems like..."

"Looks like it's in there."

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, opened his arms and felt the direction of the yin wind.

"The weird people seem to be in such a large piece of scrap copper and iron..."

Lin Muge put her hands on the head of a large pickup truck.

"Everyone, there is a very thin layer of frost on it, indicating that there is a temperature difference. This is also a practical method to judge whether the strangeness exists."

He held the camera for a while.

There seems to be nothing in this pile of scrap iron, but it seems to be full of something...

"Clap."

Suddenly, a small piece of iron bounced from the pile of scrap iron and fell to Lin Muge's feet.

"This iron..."

Lin Muge frowned and squatted down cautiously.

"Brothers, there is something wrong with this piece of iron, I can feel the strange aura on it..."

He poked at the small iron nugget on the ground.

"Snapped!"

In the next second, this small iron block bounced up like a carp.

"Kakakakaka!"

With the sound of mechanical joints, a delicate crab head drilled out, with red LED lights flashing on the top of its head, and big pliers made of two screws also drilled out, looking at Lin Muge with his head sideways.

"Brothers! This is... high-tech!"

After being stunned for a moment, Lin Muge quickly pointed the camera at the mechanical crab and gave it a close-up.

He didn't notice that behind him, a terrifying shadow was slowly standing up from the scrap iron mountain beside him.

"This is... this is equivalent to who made a crab toy with these scrap copper, rotten iron and small parts, and then a wandering soul attached to it and realized the control of this toy!"

"Yes! This workmanship is quite fine..."

He shook hands with the palm-sized mechanical crab and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Pigeon! Look behind you!"

"Fuck these weird..."

"What's behind the pigeon?"

"Transformers???"

"I knew this ruins were not easy!"

"Pigeon back!"

On the edge of the live broadcast screen, everyone saw the behemoth behind Lin Muge.

Just like a child's toy.

Behind Lin Muge is a mechanical monster formed by an irregular stack of countless discarded materials.

Its body was swaying, obviously very unbalanced, and the perfunctory eyes of a car headlight just couldn't light up.

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble."

Lin Mu's pigeon waved his hand to the back without looking back.

"Look, this crab always wants to catch me."

"But it doesn't fit."

He put the camera aside and stood up to stop playing with the crabs on the ground.

"Fuck you, don't make trouble!"

"Don't smash that thing down for a while!"

"It's about to smash down!"

"It's also weirdly controlled."

"Be careful!"

Ye Xinglan, who was also attracted by the mechanical crab, finally couldn't stand it anymore, and quickly reminded Lin Muge, who was accidentally caught by the crab and terminated.

And the arm of the mechanical monster behind Lin Muge has begun to fall.

Its arms are made of steel and scrap iron, and if it is hit, Lin Muge will surely die!

"Good good."

Lin Muge turned sideways lightly.

The giant hand mixed with various materials suddenly landed at his feet.

"It's just a little more stylish, it's just too ugly, brothers."

Under Ye Xinglan's hesitant gaze, Lin Muge grabbed the steel bars and climbed onto the monster's body along the various iron and copper blocks above, and stood directly on its shoulders and patted the big searchlight above its head.

He even kicked both feet violently.

"Okay, it's fixed for you."

With these two steps down, the headlights actually turned on with a swoosh, causing Ye Xinglan to stumble and almost fall.

"Xinglan, take a photo for me."

Lin Muge stepped on the searchlight with one foot, smiling all over his face, and compared his scissors hands that have remained unchanged for thousands of years.

"Brothers, this...thing is also controlled in a weird way."

"But the power of a normal wandering soul is really too small, so I speculate that there are at least two wandering souls living in this big guy, and at least two can control it to stand up."

"It should not be so slow under normal circumstances, mainly because I gave it too little fear."

He slid down from this weirdness that couldn't move very much because he had no fear.

"It's kind of like a bankrupt version of Transformers, full of creativity."

Lin Muge took a few more selfies, and then looked forward through the headlights of the car.

"Brothers, this...it's just a weird processing workshop..."

Under such a sturdy light, everyone in the live broadcast room also saw a strange sticking out of his head attached only to the machine.

Some of the hills made of scrap copper and iron even stood up.

Countless mechanical dogs and mechanical cats have surrounded Lin Muge at some point.

There are even countless mechanical crows and mechanical birds hovering in the air.

Even smaller ones are mechanical little jumping frogs, mechanical crabs, and more.

"hiss……"

Lin Muge looked around.

For a moment, he felt that he and Ye Xinglan were like little humans who had strayed into the Transformers territory.

He can even see plant-type machinery.

"The body is weak, and the machine soars to the dog's head]"

"So this is a strange manipulation of equipment to create these mechanical things as a container for one's own body??"

"What's the matter with being a little handsome..."

"Fuck I'm pretty weird too..."

"These are too cruel..."

"According to this development trend, it can even rule mankind!"

"impossible……"

"If there is no pigeon, who would have thought that this steel factory is hiding this scene..."

Such a shocking scene is like a movie~lightnovelpub.net~ In the hearts of everyone in the live broadcast room, in addition to being shocked, it is still shocking.

If Weird could make things and attach them to it...

So can they be attached to weapons?

If it's a cannonball or even a nuclear bomb... Will it be automatically fired under weird control?

"Brothers... this is unreasonable..."

Looking at the dense and strange machines, Lin Muge gradually calmed down from the shock.

"Weird can't be forged, because forging requires high temperature, which is a lore for Weird."

"And strangely, it is impossible to control the body with organs and complex machinery."

"The weird thing is that creatures have become, they can control non-living bodies without any mechanism in their bodies, such as dolls or dolls."

"But as small as this flashlight, as big as a car weapon or something, the weirdness is completely uncontrollable."

He raised his head and looked at the countless mechanical birds in the air.

"Certainly!"

Lin Muge said calmly.

Then the mechanical birds in the air all fell to the ground.

"Ah! Woo..."

One of them even hit Ye Xinglan's head impartially.

"It's so weak and weird, and it's hard to even control the doll, how can it be possible to create a machine as its own body?"

Lin Muge looked at the birds on the ground and murmured.

"Maybe... someone deliberately helped Weird create it?"

Ye Xinglan said while covering her head and squinting.