Abnormal creatures' communication group

[Chess Player] The unknown man nailed in the coffin: If it's a mission, I can come and help.

【Traveler】Have you seen my sister? : Doctor...are you really okay?

[Judge] A skeleton with only one bone: I also think you need a good rest from body to mind.

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: Don't worry, I'm not a fragile human being and I don't need to rest.

【Traveler】Have you seen my sister? :?????? Doctor, aren't you human? !!!

[Chess Player] The nameless person nailed in the coffin: No, I was also misled by you at the beginning. I thought my species was human. Later I found out that there is no such species as human in our world at all. It seems that they are all extinct.

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Architect: You mean those that look like humans except for the animal ears aren't humans? Hey, I always thought you were all from the Anthropology department.

[Chess Player] The nameless person nailed in the coffin: Of course not, Amiya is a Chimera, Doberman is Pero, in short, none of them is human.

[God of the Void] Ghost: It is indeed not, the soul is not like

【World Manipulator】Fanatical Architect: Wow, okay, alright then.

[Iron Man] Ordinary rich people: Hey, what are you guys talking about? I think I'm okay, take me on a mission or something.

After Tony Stark finished speaking, he was knocked unconscious by a club from the doctor. The doctor calmly looked at Tony Stark, whose head was slightly red and swollen, and moved him to a soft sofa. He wasn't sure if it was a sofa or not. Tony Stark's house was filled with a lot of technological gadgets, blurring the distinctions between the various pieces of furniture.

The doctor felt that the other person really needed to rest. Just looking at his bloodshot eyes, if he walked outside twice, he would probably scare a passerby.

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Architect: Okay, but are you sure you really don’t need a rest?

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Master Architect: Stark? Stark? Shi Da Ke?

[Chess Player] The doctor nailed in the coffin: No need to shout, he is asleep.

【World Manipulator】Fanatical Architect: What?

[Weapon Master] A Great Cell: ...To be honest, I would rather crawl around in the sewers right now. I never thought this would be so tiring.

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: From what you said, do you want to give up?

[Weapon Master] A Great Cell: No, I just want to ask, when will your antidote be available?

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: Well, we have been studying the singing issue these days.

[Weapon Master] A Great Cell: ??? So you're making no progress, right?

[Chess Player] The unknown man nailed in the coffin: That’s not the case. Of course there is progress.

[Weapon Master] A Great Cell: Don't you have to keep people on edge when you talk? If those idiots hadn't done anything and were still keeping people on edge, I'd have dragged them out and killed them long ago.

[God of the Void] Ghost: Do you need to come to my side to listen to the scene?

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: That’s not necessary. What’s played in the chat group is basically the same as the live performance. There’s no need to go there specially just to listen to a song.

[Sunshine Commander] Sunshine Porter: I see you guys chatting here, and I'm really a little worried. Is there really no problem?

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: Please be careful with your words. Don't forget, we have completed the mission and saved the world. Many people have tried to explain this to us.

[Sunshine Commander] Sunshine Porter: Sorry, war really doesn't interest me anymore.

Holding on to the last bit of hope, Sunflower opened the task panel of the chat group and submitted her task, then closed the chat group and prayed silently.

245 Most of the people who came, Barbatos

The sky was a little gloomy, with dark clouds brewing above, and it looked like it was about to rain.

When Steve came out of the teleportation array, he noticed the sky at first sight. He couldn't help but look up and stare, feeling a little scared.

He didn't think it was a good day, and he prayed with all his might that it wouldn't rain. After all, it was raining on the day when the blood flowed like a river. The rain was so heavy that it almost blurred his vision. The rain was so heavy that it almost wrapped him up, and he was almost suffocated.

No matter what, that brutal war was definitely not a wonderful memory, otherwise it would not be remembered so clearly until now.

But his prayers were not heard that day. The clouds grew thicker and thicker, and some rain that had accumulated too much to be contained in the clouds began to fall.

It fell on him, heavy, until a purple flame ignited beside him, and a familiar figure appeared in the dancing flame, and his originally uneasy and restless mood immediately calmed down.

"Ghost, I knew you wouldn't be absent."

Steve showed a heroic smile. The lingering haze did not seem so bad at the moment. The fine rain was still falling. The coldness that had penetrated deep into the bone marrow before now only made people feel refreshed and cool.

It was the same sky, but with the addition of such a reassuring guy, everything was different.

So he laughed and wanted to hug someone to cover up his previous panic, but unfortunately, before he could make contact, a gaze that was so hot that it could almost burn people through was focused on him, so he swallowed involuntarily, put down his raised hand, took two steps back, and smiled awkwardly.

"With you here, Ghost, I think we're safe."

[thanks]

The ghost didn't quite understand, but at least he could now hear that the other party was praising him, so he thanked it.

Almost at the moment when the ghost put down the sign, Green began to speak slowly and calmly. His tone was calm, his words were elegant, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Victory is a matter of course. Your trust is not in vain."

Although he felt that the other person's figure standing next to his father was particularly annoying, he had to admit that what the other person said was absolutely correct. He had never seen his father completely frustrated, even if the failure was only temporary.

The purple teleportation array was lit up again, and the doctor, wrapped tightly, appeared in front of everyone. The moment he left the teleportation array and his vision became brighter, he first scanned the surrounding environment to collect information for himself, and when he saw a ghost, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Even though the doctor has gotten rid of his initial fragile period as a pendant and fully demonstrated his talent with his command, he later impressed Tony Stark with his achievements in biology.

But when he saw the ghost, he couldn't help but think of himself when he was weak and powerless, and he couldn't help but put some expectations on the other party.

After all, ghosts never let them down, did they?

Following closely behind is Tony Stark, who is rarely seen without armor, but the bump on the back of his head is particularly eye-catching.

The moment the doctor saw the other party coming, he took two steps back with a guilty conscience, but only two steps, and he quickly stood still again.

The bump on Tony Stark's head could have been removed long ago, without even requiring medical treatment, and the bump wasn't that big. He just did it for the doctor to see, because he knew that the other party was indeed kind-hearted in a sense, but that didn't mean that others could use kindness as an excuse to arbitrarily interfere with his decisions and plans.

He looked at the man with a deadpan face. God knew how Tony Stark managed to perfectly combine rolling his eyes with staring at the other person, but the scene really made people want to laugh.

"Hey? What happened between you two, man?"

Steve, who had no idea what was going on but was aware that the atmosphere between the two was not right, tried to smooth things over. He looked at Tony Stark and blinked wildly.

But unfortunately, Tony Stark didn't buy his story, or perhaps he didn't see it at all.

"Steve, what's wrong with your eyes??? Are there such things as eye diseases over there? I remember the world over there hasn't evolved to this extent yet, right? Or did you get infected right after you got here?"

"...That's not the case. No, I want to ask, when did you two become so close?"

"Tony Stark, I think you've changed." Steve sighed again, drawing the gazes of both men. Unfazed by their puzzled looks, he slowly spoke. "Look, you don't scold me or insult me ​​like you used to. You must have changed."

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Tony Stark only gave him an extremely speechless look.

Steve just chuckled, not caring at all about what he had just said.

The slightly tense atmosphere at the scene immediately eased, and purple teleportation arrays appeared one after another.

First, the little girl with the yellow hood attracted the ghost's attention as soon as she appeared, because it always felt that she seemed to have grown a little taller.

If the doctor could hear the ghost's inner voice at this moment, he would tell the ghost that what it perceived was not an illusion, because the other party was indeed growing taller, at least a few centimeters taller than the last time he appeared. After all, he could see the data of everyone except the ghost and Steve, so he naturally knew everything clearly.

Unexpectedly, Cell guy also came. Even though he didn't say anything, the doctor always felt that he saw melancholy in his eyes.

He had never thought that such a melancholy and hesitant look could appear in the eyes of a bastard. It seemed that the other party had indeed changed a lot during this period of time, and he could hardly recognize him.

[So you're just here chatting and catching up, without asking about the situation?]

As a result, when the sign was put on, the feeling was still familiar. The doctor had been sarcastic to the other party many times, and of course he had also been sarcastic in return, but this feeling was still more familiar. If the other party really changed too much at once, the doctor would have to suspect whether the chat group had made some facts that were different from the truth he knew.

The last one to arrive was Kong, and when he came, he was followed by a shadow, who was as tall as him, with a look of slacking off written all over his face. When he saw the new world and them, he let out a laugh, and then started chatting with the plants that were jumping around around them with shining eyes.

"Who is this."

The doctor was the first to ask.

"Well, my friend's projection in the chat group retains his original memories, but my friend won't know. He can assist me when I'm doing a mission, but I think it's better not to expect too much. Although it's unreliable in most cases, it can still be very useful at critical moments."

He added that sentence.

"Besides, this is my last guarantee, and then I won't have any points at all..."

246 Doubts, questions, problems

"So your world has been invaded by zombies."

Tony Stark's face was almost filled with disbelief. It wasn't that he was surprised, but he really couldn't understand how this could be accomplished?

When he was still a dreamy teenager, he had watched similar movies and imagined himself becoming a lone wolf in such an environment, facing the setting sun, with a vigorous explosion behind him. He lit a cigarette, and when the explosion came to an end, he exhaled a long breath of smoke. It would be best if there was a hot beauty by his side, holding her in his arms.

Speaking of hot beauties, he remembered that he had been doing experiments for several months in a row. Not to mention beauties, he had hardly even seen Pepper.

"What's wrong with this?"

Sunflower asked in confusion, interrupting Tony Stark's wandering thoughts and forcing him back on track.

"Of course there is a problem." After saying this, Tony Stark glanced at the building next to him, as if to confirm the fact.

"This isn't some ancient time. This isn't the Middle Ages, where plagues were rampant and the only treatment was bloodletting. This isn't an era where people believed bathing wouldn't infect them. This is modern times. Maybe not the 21st century, but it's pretty close. And you're telling me that in such a time, humans were wiped out by zombies?!"

When he said this, he couldn't help but look up at the building next to him before continuing.

"To be honest, every time I see zombies in zombie movies chasing and killing humans, I find it strange. Unless it's an airborne infection, or the world is wiped out from the beginning, and 99% of humans are dead, and the remaining 1% are useless, they will be able to turn the situation around sooner or later. Killing one zombie means one less, and they don't have any brains. How could they be defeated so easily under overwhelming artillery bombardment? After all, the government has a lot of hidden stuff. As long as a dozen or so can survive, they can use those weapons to turn the situation around."

"First and foremost, they're zombies, not zombies." Sunflower, unfazed by the barrage of questions, slowly explained. "Second, they're not mindless fools. Well, at least some of them aren't. Third, when I emerged, humanity was already in a state of complete collapse, so I have no idea what exactly happened."

"Perhaps you are a deformed technological system that studies life technology, just like the world where the Doctor lives, where all technology depends on Originium." Tony Stark still couldn't understand what the person said and complained. However, although he said that, his body was honest and mobilized all the armor that could be mobilized.

The first example from the last time was still vivid in his mind. The overwhelming zombies had put them in a desperate situation. All their mechas were broken down. He could not ignore the feeling of complete helplessness and exhaustion.

In addition to the heated discussion with Tony Stark about the sunflower, everyone else was also doing something more or less.

The little girl wearing a yellow hood and called Xiaoliu sat silently not far from the ghost, with her head lowered and not saying a word.

She wasn't very good at talking and didn't know what to say, so she just sat there and watched quietly, doing nothing and saying nothing.

The ghosts didn't speak either. Those plants looked very much like mushrooms, but mushrooms had more or less some insect characteristics, while the plants here were mostly strange and very recognizable.

On the other side, Barbatos, who was not serious at all and was slacking off, was fiddling with the plants, pinching this and touching that, while looking at the sky. Taking advantage of the time when no one was around, he let out his curiosity.

He knew that he was just a projection, but no matter what, he was happy enough to follow the other party and see some things that he himself could not see. As for whether he was really himself now, was it that important?

"Those are all your friends."

Barbatos couldn't help but sigh.

"Of course, they are all my friends."

When Sora said this, his tone was filled with uncontrollable pride. Even Barbatos couldn't help but envy him. A free life, interesting adventures, and friends everywhere. It seems that travelers are worthy of being travelers. No matter where they go, they will never lack friends.

But every time when he glanced at the ghost, he always felt an inexplicable panic.

So he moved a little closer to Kong, diverted his gaze, pointed in that direction, and asked in a lower voice.

"I always feel that its essence is very similar to that of a demon, which makes me feel very panic."

"You mean ghosts? They are indeed gods in nature, and they are the kind that can be very scary. But don't you think they are cute?"

Barbatos took another look and nodded in agreement.

The cell man wandered around subconsciously. This place almost made him dream of returning to the botanical garden. It was full of plants that were extremely unfriendly to him, and there was also the huge monster lurking in the water. These had brought him some extremely bad experiences, especially now that the cycle of time was broken. Those monsters would no longer use his well-prepared moves because of the time loop. They would remember him instead of forgetting him in the next cycle.

He thought of the loyal guard, Wang Shou. When he went there, the other party remembered him, but still did not remember that he was the king. He was just grateful for the Cell Man Feng's action of returning the teddy bear doll. Thank God, all the memories of him killing the other party were deleted, at least not preserved in the cycle of time.

But his loyal guards would not let him go and would not allow him to step near his own body.

Sometimes he really wanted to explain, but perhaps the other party was infected with the plague. If it were not for his loyalty to him and holding on to his last breath and will, he would have been completely lost and turned into a monster. There was no point in explaining, he was just stubborn and insisted on his own opinion.

He felt a little regretful for telling the other party to guard his body well and not allow anyone to approach no matter what happened. The other party implemented this point so well that even he couldn't get over it.

As for the people in the commissioned group, he didn't even think about this issue. He had already entrusted the most difficult part of the epidemic to the guys in the group. Now he couldn't lower himself to ask for help because of such a problem that was not difficult. Anyway, he had been reincarnated so many times, and a little time would not make a difference.

247 Relaxation on the Eve of Battle

As the night deepened, the rain that had fallen during the day stopped after a while, and the remaining rain accumulated in the clouds. Now, the water vapor evaporated and fog began to spread.

The person who chatted with Sunflower also became a doctor. After all, in terms of strategic command and deployment, the doctor was second to none in the chat group and no one dared to claim to be first.

Tony Stark was now sitting on a reclining nut wall with his legs crossed. Of course, he had obtained the consent of the guy under him.

The other person even said to him politely, "Please feel free," and tried hard to force a smile, as if he was very happy that someone was willing to sit on him.

Although Tony Stark doesn't quite understand it, it is still necessary to respect the customs and traditions of different biological species.