Chapter 2077: Dum's past

After walking out of the catacombs, the two humans found a park and sat down. The small fountain in the park was still working, and clear water was continuously flowing out of the water bottle held by the beauty statue.
There are some water lilies in the fountain, they are still alive, but besides that, there are no other living things in the water.
The three strangulated tentacles all carried their heads and washed them in the fountain like mutton-shaking. The golden blood did not look like a good thing, because the blood of the eternal race should be red.
The previously surviving eternal races have been transformed, and they have become a new species.
After suspicion of facing the ‘final reality’ of the universe, they returned to the happiest and most carefree state.
That is the state of irrational beast.
The more you know and the more you think, the more worries you have. The same is true for human beings. Sometimes madness is a kind of relief.
"Huh."
Strangling sent a message, telling the host that it had washed those brains out, probably.
"Then go ahead, but be careful. Once you discover any changes you have made, immediately stop reading the memory." Su Ming sat silently on the stone bench next to Dum, who was looking at the symbiote, who didn't know he was thinking. What, just seemed very focused.
The process of strangling to read the memory, to put it bluntly, is to simulate the neural network access to the foreign brain tissue swallowed by it and activate them in batches with bioelectricity to select the corresponding memory.
The brain structure of the eternal race is the same as that of the human, but it is slightly larger and heavier.
In this way, their brains can be based on some human research results.
Human memory is divided into declarative and non-declarative. The former refers to things such as riding a bicycle and holding chopsticks, which is also called physical memory.
The latter is the part that needs to be awakened by thinking. For example, you remember that the capital of Thailand is Bangkok, and the largest crater on the moon is called "Pele" and so on.
The actions of those lunatics now seem to be some kind of distorted instinct, and may even have nothing to do with the brain, but Su Ming still allows the strangulation to bypass the declarative memory that may have "cannibalism" and read them about the past. Those memories from normal life.
Strangulation is not a magic cloak, it never compromises its execution of orders, nor does it lose its chain at critical moments.
The big mouths on the three tentacles wrapped the three-lobed heads one after another, and then a huge amount of information and intelligence entered the host's mind.
The rational memory of these three stopped in a shock, and after the turmoil of the shaking of the earth, they went crazy.
As for what the people here saw and encountered, it seems that it will always be a mystery, and Su Ming would rather them become a mystery. At least he wouldn't specifically go to the old dominator to understand the mystery, let alone encounter that kind of stuff in negative space.
I hope so, better not to run into it.
Seeing the supreme mage's pets slowly wrap a few heads and chew them, and the creaking sound of the bones can be heard endlessly, Dumu is still very calm, as if it is not surprising.
This is also normal. When Dum was a child, the people of Latvinia were very poor, and every household was hungry and full, because the king at that time levied 95% of the agricultural tax on every household. .
Latvinia is located in Eastern Europe, and there are not many natural disasters. However, after World War II, the United States and the Soviet Union have been fighting in secret in this country, causing man-made disasters one after another.
Today, the CIA dropped poisonous gas at the underground transportation station that was suspected to be the Soviet Union. Tomorrow Cheka will retaliate by playing dirty bombs. The king will be invisible to the outside world, and instead will attack the domestic people.
Dumu still remembered that he was hungry and killed everywhere in the village. There were a lot of people in the village who changed their lives to eat. The barren land was wandering with beasts in human skin.
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Once there was a severe drought in the summer, three villagers broke into Doum's house as an orphan and wanted to make him a BBQ on the spot.
He was tied to the pyre at the time, but he was still calm, showing the rib bones under his clothes to the three mobs, and said to the strongest of them:
"I'm too skinny. I don't have much meat. It's definitely not enough for the three of you. Why don't you give me to the strongest person? After he is full, he can take you to catch new prey."
Of course the strongest person is willing, he is the winner in this distribution plan.
However, the other two exchanged glances in secret.
So the strongest man was killed by the other two together, because if the strong man was full, the threat would be too great, let alone whether he would take them to find new food, even both of them would become him food.
It's better to start first, and everyone can add a meal. Okay, now there is the meat of an adult man and a child.
"Oh, how did you kill him? But how do you distribute it next? My flesh is obviously less than him. Whoever takes the bigger one takes the small one?"
Dumu looked like he was thinking about the other side.
There was a clever ghost among the remaining two, and immediately used the knife that killed the strong man to attack his comrades around him. The two fought for a while, and one more person died, so there was no distribution problem.
Two big and one small, he wants it all!
However, the Dumu spoke again: "You are too anxious. You shouldn't kill him. You should raise him slowly. Now that the weather is so hot, the two bodies will soon stinks. The stinky meat can’t be eaten! Let’s raise me and fatten me down. How about letting me cook for you? I can cook bacon and can store these two pigs for you."
The remaining thugs thought for a while. It made sense. They were extremely hungry people. It was even more heartache to hear that the weather might cause a waste of meat.
He felt that Dumu was thin and small, and he was not his opponent at all.
So he put Dum down, and the boy behaved very obediently, helping him slaughter the prey, boiling water and cooking, and waited comfortably.
At dinner, the clever ghost had a round belly and went to sleep when he got sleepy, but Dumu, who had been hungry, was very awake. He was and lay in the corner of the room pretending to sleep.
In the middle of the night, after the enemy fell asleep, he wriggled into the kitchen like a maggot when he was tied up, burned the rope with the embers in the stove, picked up a sharp wood stick and went to the bedroom.
It’s easy for a child to kill an adult, just use a sharp weapon to poke it into the eye socket and stir it.
The final winner is Dum.
The people in the village only saw three ogres rushing into the orphan’s house, but it was the thin orphan who walked out the next day. He even invited another orphan girl from the same village, his playmate Valeria Go live at his house.
Under the circumstances at the time, being alive was the biggest luxury. Who would care about missing someone?
In the next few months, pedestrians passing by outside Dumu's house will always smell the enticing smell of meat.
It's not that no one makes bad ideas anymore, but every time no matter how many people rush into the hut, boys and girls always survive.
No one dares to grab Dom’s food anymore~EbookFREE.me~ Dom’s method of killing three adults is to rely on wisdom, to be precise, it is game theory, which is the theory of the'musketeer’s dilemma' Using variants, he has been very smart since he was a child, and he had the ideal of transforming the motherland at a young age and acted accordingly.
He went to the deserted library in the city and stole some foreign books. He quickly learned eight foreign languages ​​by himself with his ingenuity and used it to match the American troops stationed in Latvinia at the time, that is, he became a translator and guide. .
During that period, he demonstrated extremely high acting skills, vividly performing the various dreams of a boy in a poor country for the Freedom Beacon, while also showing some of his engineering talents, such as helping the garrison to improve the mountain performance of motorcycles.
As a result, he got the opportunity to study in the United States, entered the Imperial State University, and entered the military research institute according to the original agreement after graduation.
But he still thought of his homeland. After using the equipment and resources of the US military to conduct experiments and secretly obtained a series of results, he decisively escaped.
After this escape, the U.S. military never caught him again.
After going to the east to learn magic and returning to his hometown, he made Dum robots in batches, integrated all the rebels to overthrow the king, drove away all the invaders, and finally killed the rebels.
In the end, Dr. Doom used an iron fist to become the dictator of Latvinia, and afterwards he succeeded in wooing many small African countries and collecting enough votes to carry Latvinia into the United Nations.
As a result, he would be fine even if he was swaying around in the United States. The diplomatic immunity and his tyrannical strength on his head made the U.S. military completely useless with him, only gnashing his teeth in secret.
So now, seeing the death knell pet gnawing at others' heads, Dumu didn't fluctuate in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh a little, thinking that the symbiote was quite cute.