Nuke Miko: Chronicles of America

Besides, if they are unreliable, the trouble of categorically rejecting them will only increase.

Although she is doing evil things such as fiddling with corpses, refining corpses and boiling oil, this "female head-down teacher" Miss Abby from Thailand looks very pure and pleasant on the outside, as long as Seeing her wearing a pagoda-shaped corolla on her head, wearing a cool dress that reveals her waist, her makeup is elegant and elegant, her waist is thin and her legs are long, her skin is like fat, her lips are bright and her teeth are bright, she is beautiful... Although it does not fit the aesthetics of modern Americans, she still Can make people feel good.

(The aesthetics of white Americans is relatively similar to that of East Asians. The "beauty" in the eyes of blacks is really something that Asians can't appreciate.)

"...Dear Miss Witch, the corpses and the living dead in our hospital are here today. Please choose whatever you want!"

The black head nurse smiled obsequiously and said to Miss Abby that a chrysanthemum was about to bloom on that plump round face.

In this regard, Miss Abby just nodded reservedly and did not speak.But a black suit standing beside her frowned and corrected:

"...cough cough, what you just said was a bit wrong. Miss Abby is not a witch, but a head descendant from Thailand. This profession...cough cough, forget it, it's too complicated, and you can't understand it anyway. But... ...wait? What did you just say? The living dead?! What does that word mean?"

He suddenly realized something was wrong, and immediately made a targeted association, "...you probably tied up some half-dead zombies and put them here to make up the numbers, right?"

What?Zombies? !

As soon as this remark came out, the other black suits present were also taken aback.Immediately, someone pulled out a pistol, someone took out an instrument to check the living and dead people on the cart, and the rest subconsciously took a few steps back.

——Although they all know that the "zombies" that appear in reality today are different from the "zombies" in biochemical games. They are just late-stage patients of the "Corona" plague who are about to hit the street and are frantic. They do not have the supernatural T-virus. Not one bite and it's doomed.

But if you contract the "Corona" plague because of the other party's saliva...

That is also a hell to pass the "death test"!

Well, because of those bosses who don't do personnel affairs, they have to pass the "unemployment test" after passing the "death test".

Facing the gun pointed at her, the head nurse, the black aunt, raised her hand in fright and gave a French military salute.

But under the fierce staring eyes in the black suit and the low-pitched questioning, the frightened black head nurse was speechless and couldn't say anything.

Seeing the tone of the black suits getting worse, an Asian nurse wearing glasses had no choice but to stand up and answer.

"...Oh, sir, this gentleman, how could we use zombies to deceive you? These are all people who are going to be euthanized in the hospital today. They have just been anesthetized, and there are indeed a few [Corona] critically ill patients, But it is far from developing to the point of becoming a zombie.

As for why they are called the living dead?Isn't there a famous book called "Dead Souls"?

Since a dead person who is legally alive is called a dead soul, shouldn't a living person who is legally dead be a living dead? "

After hearing this explanation, the leader in the black suit was still noncommittal, but his expression finally softened a little.

After a while, the leader put away his pistol after the other black suits checked the corpses and living people and found nothing unusual.

"...What do you call these experimental products? That's your own problem. Just don't affect the business."

He said arrogantly, and at the same time stuffed a bunch of gadgets into the hands of the Asian nurse who answered, "...well, according to the agreement, this is the amulet that Miss Abby just made, using freshly boiled corpses. Soaked in oil, as well as fresh bone meal, are all raw materials produced in your hospital.

As long as you offer it in a certain house, you can make this house never be infested by ghosts again..."

He said this on purpose, and as expected, he saw a tangled expression on the face of the Asian boy who was both resistant and afraid to let go.

Then, he took out another checkbook and wrote a few strokes on it, "...Then, today we need six living sacrifices, and we want the six that look the most spiritual. As for the rest People and corpses, you can push them back and deal with them."

He stuffed the check into the pocket of the black-skinned head nurse, "...This is a check for [-] dollars, take it and share it!"

"...What? Only three thousand dollars? Five hundred dollars for a living dead? This, this is too little, isn't it? It's not enough for so many of us to have a good meal at a restaurant! Now a pound of the cheapest ground beef , twenty dollars at the supermarket in town!

And the price of a gallon of gasoline is ten dollars, no, it has risen to thirteen dollars today.Selling one isn't enough to fill my car twice! "

The head nurse, the black aunt, looked at the number of the check and was a little dissatisfied, but she looked up and noticed the pistol on the other side's waist, so she had to stop her voice and fell silent.

"... Be content, greedy lady, all goods in this country are expensive and scarce, but the most indispensable thing is corpses. Even if I drive to Seattle for a drive right now, I might not be able to come back Pick up a few unlucky ones who just died or are about to die!"

The leader in the black suit curled his lips and said, "...you might try selling it to the medical school, but they might ask you to pay for the shipping fee!"

——During the prosperous and stable Taiping years, the legal source of corpses for medical schools in various countries to practice autopsy has always been in short supply.According to the prevailing standards in the past, if a medical school can dissect more than 25 corpses a year for students to practice, then it is considered a good school.

There is no way, the ability to perform surgical operations must be practiced over and over again from living or dead people.

If medical schools can't get cadavers and can only read the scriptures on projectors and blackboards, they will definitely not be able to produce excellent surgeons.

But now, if the surgery major of the American Medical College continues to teach, then there must be as many corpses or "general teachers", and they can be obtained even without paying a penny, as long as the students are incinerated afterwards. Buried—there is no other reason, just too many people died.

Just like that, the black suits loaded the six overturned "living dead" one by one into the big truck they drove, and then drove away.

There were only four nurses left, two nurses and a head nurse, holding amulets and checks in the parking lot, a little at a loss.

"...Go to the bank and cash the check. The money belongs to you, but this amulet belongs to me!"

In the end, the head nurse, the black aunt, was the first to react, took the amulet from the Asian nurse, and handed the check to him.

Just stretching out her hand to caress this amulet carved with strange patterns, she still couldn't help being a little timid, and muttered, "...Hey, it's fine to sell corpses in the past, anyway, dead people don't have souls. But now we But sold six living souls to the devil...

I really don't know if I will be sent to Hell for this in the final judgment! "

"...Senior, since the transaction has been completed, it's too late to regret it, so don't think about it. It's an established fact, and there is no need to get entangled. God has long planned our lives, how many good things we do, and how much we do. Bad things, how long to live, maintain a balance."

The Asian nurse who took the check and stuffed it into his shirt pocket persuaded the head nurse, "...in this age of disaster, it is not easy to just live, so don't expect to live like a Saint!

Cheyenne Indians, no, Native Americans have a concept that there is no one in the real world, only the soul, and the world we live in is hell, when people do bad things, they will go to hell, get flesh, and reincarnate to pay back The wrong and bad things in the past, and the death of a person is to go to the real world, or heaven-in other words, we are all living in hell now!

Since the world is hell, we naturally only need to use the devil's moral standards to demand ourselves, there is no need to be too harsh on ourselves..."

"...The world is hell? Is heaven the world? This point of view is very interesting."

The head nurse raised her eyebrows, "...you know such unpopular knowledge? Do you Asians like reading so much?"

"...I majored in Native American folklore in college, and I used to work for a travel company. But where are there tour groups now?"

The Asian nurse smiled wryly and shook his head, "...let's push these people back first, and euthanize them one by one..."

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On the other side, after driving out of the hospital, the convoy carrying seven "living dead" and Miss Abby, a Thai female head-down teacher, took off the heavy pagoda-shaped corolla on her head, revealing the gorgeous flower corolla. The pair of curved horns - this is the tiefling racial characteristic of the human-devil hybrid.

That's right, at the University of Southern California, Abby, a transgender international student from Thailand who had a relationship with Megumi Akiyama, is now one of the two transformed Miss Tieflings under the command of the Great Demon Lord Grazte. one.

Compared with when she was a mortal, the current Miss Tiefling, Abby, is not only pure and charming, but also has a kind of depraved evil charm, which makes people obsessed.Even the driver sitting in front of her couldn't help looking at Abby's appearance through the rearview mirror.

However, although he was amazed by the evil beauty of this woman, the driver was thinking about another aspect.

So, when I stopped in a traffic jam, the driver started to talk to Abby.

"...Miss Abby, that amulet...can really expel evil spirits and protect the house? If possible, can you get me one too?"

"...Of course my amulet can really drive away ghosts, but the side effects are also very serious. I don't want to hide it from you. You'd better think clearly before making a decision."

Abby, a black-haired Thai transgender lady tiefling, played with an amulet in her hand, "... most of the amulets of the Church of the True God use holy power to drive away ghosts. My amulet fights poison with poison. Each amulet contains a most ferocious ghost. Once other ghosts feel the aura of this fierce ghost in the amulet, they will be scared away directly, and they dare not compete with this fierce ghost... The head of the household brings good luck."

"...that sounds pretty good." The driver muttered.

"...However, amulets need to be enshrined. If you worship them devoutly, the seal of the amulets will break, releasing the ghosts inside, and turning your house into a house of horrors. And even if you worship very piously, the amulet will It can only be used for ten years at most, and the ghosts will still come out to harm people by then..."

Miss Abby said slowly, "...even if this is the case, do you still want to get an amulet to go back and enshrine?"

"...Uh, then let me think about it..." The driver wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and dared not bring up the matter again.

There was no talking all the way, and the convoy arrived at the outskirts of Kirkland Town, a remote house on the east bank of Lake Washington.

Although there are only low fences around the mansion, the interior is equipped with the most advanced security system. There are also infrared and thermal sensors on the outside. The trees near the street are all equipped with surveillance cameras, and machine guns are set up on both sides of the door. The appearance of the deputy is heavily guarded.

On the lawn facing the lake in the backyard of the mansion, an evil purple wooden altar has been erected at some point.

Around the altar, there were several doctors in white coats, pointing fingers.There was also a handsome dark-skinned devil and a pink-haired tiefling who were fiddling with the grill. Seeing Abby approaching, the handsome black-skinned devil stood up and leaned over to the side of the big truck to watch.

"...Yes, all six are humans infected with the COVID-19 virus, and the compatibility is absolutely excellent! Abby, you did a great job!"

The great demon Grazt, who was hidden by the big American pharmaceutical company, escaped from the suppression and secretly hooked up with his allies, praised him so happily.

And the group of black suits who followed Abby - the commissioners sent by the major medical giants in the United States said with a straight face, "...Mr. Grazette, we have tried our best to give you everything you asked for Do it, now, it depends on how you do."

"...Don't worry, don't worry." Grazte patted his chest with a half-smile, "...I will definitely summon the doctor's god tonight!"

So, a few hours later, when the night fell and the red moon hung high, the great demon Graz'zt personally performed the blood sacrifice, put sacrificial knives on the chests of the six awakened living sacrifices, and drew their blood while howling. Vitality activated the purple altar with complicated symbols drawn on it.

Accompanied by the soaring purple beam of light and the majestic and vibrating magic power, a grand and evil will quietly descended on the world.

After a while, when Akiyama Hui and her cheap mother realized something was wrong, they rushed out of the botanical garden with a group of followers, along Interstate 520, drove across the Lake Washington Boardwalk, and rushed to the landing on the other side of the lake. At the God Sacrifice Ground, the new evil god has been summoned.

I saw a haggard old woman with tattoos all over her face, suspended in mid-air, scanning the people on the ground with majestic eyes.

Intimidated by His divine power, everyone present was terrified except for the great demon Graz'zt, and bowed their heads to this goddess!

——He is the goddess of poison and disease of the DND pantheon, "Mother of the Plague" Talona!

The United States of America, which was struggling with an unprecedented plague, finally ushered in a real plague god.

Well, in the DND setting set, she is also the god of doctors... But anyone who can release the plague, of course he can also heal!

In short, Akiyama Hui suddenly sat on the wax - another god has come, and it is also a very suitable god of plague

How can we fix it now?Wouldn't the goddess of the forest, Melika, drive the cheap mother to fight against the god of plague?

But then, she was surprised to see that the phantom of the forest and the knight-errant goddess Melikai rising from her cheap mother was not the same as DND set. Instead, it slowly floated up, chatting with the newly arrived Goddess of Disease, Talona...

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The name is quite long, and the orange text of the anime fan is currently writing Zhan-Red Eyes, interested readers can take a look.

In addition, I wish readers a happy Children's Day! !

Chapter 177: Disease Witch Abby Sauce (Happy Children's Day!)

On the morning of July 7th, the sun was sunny and cloudless

On the outskirts of Seattle, in a country manor on the east coast of Lake Washington, the little witch Kei Akiyama, who hadn’t slept all night, was sitting under a pergola with a cup of espresso, watching the great demon "Master of Darkness" Grazte, Melika, the goddess of forests and rangers, Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease, and Buster, the cat god who returned to the DND pantheon, sat in a circle with each other, talking happily, and couldn't help feeling a little dizzy.

Not to mention, before, the cheap mother of Megumi Akiyama and the goddess Melika were representatives of the major pharmaceutical giants in the United States who spoke harshly, and even the CDC commissioner sent by Washington, the capital of the United States. Waiting by the side like a dog...

Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease, a haggard old woman covered in tattoos, would have loved to kneel down and flatter her.

What do these American pharmaceutical giants and officials really mean?

To be submissive to evil gods, and to strike hard at good gods?

Megumi Akiyama was so contemplative, but Laura, the first leader of the Seattle Commune, "Queen Bean", was struggling with another problem.

"...It's really strange, why can't my lord summon Amaunata, the god of law and the sun, but that demon can easily summon Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease? Could it be that the power of demons is stronger than that of gods? powerful?"

For this simple basic question, Megumi Akiyama gave the answer directly even if he is not a hardcore DND player and veteran fan.

"...This has nothing to do with being strong or not, and gods don't necessarily like blood sacrifices that much—that's a devil's hobby! The key is compatibility! Compatibility!

According to the rules of [Dungeons and Dragons], the great demons are from the chaotic evil camp, and Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease, is also from the chaotic evil camp. Na will come when she is called, and she will arrive when she is called.

In contrast, the goddess of the forest and the knight-errant, Melika, is in the chaotic and good camp, while the god of law and the sun, Amaunata, is in the camp of lawful neutrality. I really called the wrong person before, no, I found the wrong god. "

Relying on the fact that she is also a chosen person of God, Megumi Akiyama complained about the forest goddess' previous mistakes without hesitation, "... More importantly, in addition to the relationship between gods and gods, the relationship between gods and the kingdom is also very important.

Just like some people yearn for the bustling city, some like the secluded countryside, those who are afraid of the cold will not travel to the Antarctic, and those who are afraid of the heat are not interested in riding camels in the Sahara Desert, the gods will not be happy to come to a country that does not meet their preferences, Unless it is really necessary or impossible.

And the current Seattle is obviously not very satisfied with the god of law and the sun, Amanatta.

Do you think, Miss Laura, that we are now in a well-lawed and well-ordered country? "

Hearing this, Laura, the vegetarian restaurant chef who once founded the "Seattle Commune" and who took the lead in participating in the street riots in Seattle, and even relied on the internal and external cooperation of the mayor and the council to drive away the police, couldn't help but smile embarrassingly.

——Obviously, for a "sportsman" like her who engages in street activities, the law is definitely not something to be followed, but something to touch.

And the smoky chaos in Seattle in the past few days has nothing to do with the strict laws and regulations.

Under such circumstances, it is only natural that the forest goddess Melika couldn't summon the god of law and the sun, Amanatar.

——Even if you are an ordinary person, if you meet a neighbor with a bad relationship and ask you to go to a place you don’t like, you will probably refuse, right?

"... Indeed, a chaotic and evil plague country is not suitable for the guardian of the law, but it is more in line with the nature of our Lord."

Accompanied by a gust of fragrant wind and a charming voice, a beautiful figure wearing a pagoda-shaped corolla came straight up and sat down beside Megumi Akiyama.

A strong scent of perfume immediately floated into Akiyama Megumi's nasal cavity-this scent is very strong but not uncomfortable, on the contrary, it will have a very strange feeling.To be more specific, it is easy to make people have a charming fantasy.

With some rather complicated eyes, Megumi Akiyama looked at this transgender Miss Abby from Thailand, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

At this time, the costumes of the two are the same as those at the concert at the University of Southern California in Los Angeles a month ago:

Megumi Akiyama wore a red and white maiden costume, plainly dressed; Miss Abby wore a cool dress with a waistless hot pants and a vest, and a pagoda-shaped flower crown in a Southeast Asian style.

But compared to that time, the status and status of the two are completely different.

Megumi Akiyama is no longer an ordinary Japanese female high school student, and Abby is no longer an ordinary Thai female student studying abroad.

——Among them, Miss Abby from Thailand, from an academic point of view, it is hard to say whether she is still a "person".

"...Hello, sister Abby, since the last month's farewell on the night of the Los Angeles earthquake, it has been a month before I know it!"