This world is terrible

——12:55 PM
Purple Mountain.

A torrential rain came in a hurry.

Compared with the hasty coming and going of the East China Sea, Zishan, an ancient mountain area covered by clouds and mist all year round, is undergoing a baptism at this time. The torrential rain pours down like a flood from the Milky Way.

wow wow wow...

The raindrops hit the leaves with a series of rapid crackling sounds.

The person in charge who passed by the forest path straightened the hood of the raincoat, wiped away the water vapor coming from his face, and said "Tsk", "This terrible weather is really unlucky."

Suddenly, there were bursts of exclamations from the mechanical work site ahead.

"Hey, come out, come out..."

"God, what is this?!"

The person in charge frowned, ignoring the large swath of mud under his feet, and ran over patter: "What happened!"

"Head, look under here."

An operator came up to meet him, took the person in charge to the edge of the big pit dug by the excavator, pointed down, and the rain kept dripping from the tip of his nose and chin: "It seems that something extraordinary has been dug!"

The person in charge looked intently into the pit, only to find a section of bony objects as thick as tree roots in the ground around the farmhouse, revealing a half-deep and half-shallow shape.

"What is this?"

He was also a little surprised, and without stopping, he grabbed a flashlight and slid down the edge of the pit.

clap clap clap...

Stepping on the rain boots, walking on the soft soil surface with difficulty, the person in charge is getting closer to the exposed bone, and the rough outline can also be seen.

"This thing..."

He squatted down, hit the flashlight on the bone, muttered to himself, and kept digging away the dirt with the other hand, trying to expose more parts.

Fortunately, after being soaked in rainwater for a long time, the soil on the surface has softened a lot. The person in charge dug out a relatively complete "root system" without any effort.

"What are you kidding...it's not a plant's root system at all."

The person in charge touched the "root system", and a hard and cold feeling followed. This is definitely not the root system of a plant, but...

He followed the direction of the outline, his eyes drifted upwards, and he didn't stop until he came to the bottom of the farmhouse, as if the "root system" grew from here.

"...farmhouse legs?"

At the same time, Gao Yi, who was on the phone in a different place, also popped out the word: "You mean, those things are the legs of the farmhouse? The farmhouse has legs?"

"Yes."

Descartes, who stared at the scene carefully, confirmed: "The reason for this confirmation is that when we surrounded the meat grinder that day, its exposed bones were also made of this material."

"Meat grinder?"

Gao Yi muttered to himself and fell into deep thought again.He vaguely felt that he seemed to be close to a certain truth, but because of the disorder of information, he lacked some clues.

"call--"

calm down.

Gao Yi took a long breath and listed the information about Zishan these days one by one.

Meat Grinders... Death's Siren Head... Signs of Large Creatures... Houses with Legs...

"Mr. Gao, are you listening?"

On the other end of the phone, seeing that Gao Yi hadn't spoken for a long time, Descartes poked him, thinking that he had already left, and was about to hang up, when he suddenly heard a loud cry.

"I understand!"

Standing on the road extending in all directions, Gao Yi shivered slightly in the cool wind after the rain because he didn't know whether it was excitement or trembling.

"No wonder, no wonder, the fire didn't destroy it, it turned out to be like this..."

"That's not an ordinary house, it's the head of the house."

"What is this?" Descartes wondered.

Gao Yi recalled the setting of his hometown and explained: "This is a spider-like creature with the house as its head."

"They usually move in groups at midnight. The lights are their eyes, and the mouth is at the door. The heads made of old wood make them look no different from ordinary houses."

"Through the false noises they make when they wake up, they easily fool anyone into thinking it is the call of an acquaintance, and when they come to the front door, they prey on them with brutality."

"This is the head of the house."

"Mr. Gao, I have a question."

Xiaodi raised his hand suddenly, expressing his puzzlement: "If it is really the head of a house, then why is there a meat grinder living in it? And when you had such a fierce battle before, didn't it respond at all?"

"Good question."

Gao Yi nodded: "Of course it won't respond, because it's already dead."

"Dead?" Descartes was stunned.

"That's right, we don't know what the cause of its death is, but the point is not this, listen to me carefully."

Gao Yi cleared his throat, found a place where no one was around, and continued: "First of all, let's talk about the corpse of Siren Head. From this, what can you see?"

Xiao Di thought for a while: "Mill the meat grinder kill Siren Head?"

"no!"

Gao Yi gave up the teaching-style interactive explanation, and said directly: "There is a competitive relationship here. The meat grinder killed Siren Head, so Siren Head was naturally eliminated."

"Let's talk about the meat grinder and the head of the house again. Why does the meat grinder live in the head of the dead house? According to my personal guess, this is quite a bit like a whale falling."

"Teacher Gao, I know this!"

Descartes hurriedly raised his hand: "Because the huge bodies of whales and other animals cannot be quickly decomposed by scavengers, they will fall to the bottom of the sea for several months to several years, and will provide food for various types of consumers in the food chain. "

Gao Yi nodded: "That's what it means. The death of the head of the house has provided many unimaginable conveniences for the meat grinder."

"Originally, I was still thinking, is this just a one-sided rare phenomenon? But after confirming that there are many traces of large-scale creatures in the depths of the Purple Mountain, I have an idea."

Descartes held his breath, listening to Gao Yi's last sentence: "Zishan has an independent ecological circle."

"This ecosphere is dominated by Trevor's horror creatures, and various elements of nature are born among each other, including the competitive relationship between Siren Head, the height of the invisible food chain, the 'whale fall' at the head of the house, etc..."

"I call it..."

Gao Yi said every word: "'Trevor' ecosystem."

"Due to some unknown reason, Zishan has undergone tremendous changes, and the members of the Siren Head family have achieved a balance here in an extremely strange way.

"If as expected, we did not follow the meat grinder to the railway, but headed towards the deep mountain of Yinlongkou, we should have encountered more siren heads."

"even……"

Gao Yi thought of the terrifying figure in his memory, and his heart tightened for no reason.

Could it be it?

... the culprit of all this.

Great... mother.