Chapter 2181

"I think that the underground farms created by Mr. Pigs are of great significance to ordinary people..."

On the empty and long tunnel platform, Lean's voice was like a surging river wave, spreading wave after wave, amplifying his excitement and his piety, as if even every texture in his belief could be seen. clearly perceived.

After realizing this advantage, Lean answered faster and more confidently.

"...To sum up, I think Mr. Pigs are not an exaggeration for ordinary people to be called regenerative parents. We should give ordinary people more channels to express their gratitude and luck, such as saying Talking about the misery of being oppressed by the evolutionary people is a striking contrast to life on the farm."

The questioning pig turned the page noncommittally, unable to tell whether he liked Lean's answer or not.

"What do you think is the biggest problem facing the farm?"

Lean thought about it and said, "The death rate is too high."

The pig nodded and asked, "What do you think caused the high mortality rate?"

"The reasons are very complicated," Lean said with a frown, "but the main ones, I think there are two. First, ordinary people lack the concept of hygiene and nutrition, and there are many things they don't pay attention to in life; second, also More importantly, the outsiders have been repeatedly attacking and eroding our farms, using a lot of destructive means, causing a lot of unnecessary casualties."

"For ordinary people, what is the biggest advantage of the farm compared to the outside world?"

"Safety," Lean said sincerely, "here, ordinary people finally live a peaceful life with peace of mind and safety, and don't have to worry about evolutionaries."

Pig nodded again, and said to Fanping, "Your help is good." Lean was encouraged, and his face flushed.

"Is doomsday energy good?" it continued to ask.

"Of course it's not good!" Lean's voice suddenly became high, and even the fourth uncle, who was sniffing and investigating everywhere, couldn't help but look back at him. "Apocalypse energy is the source of all evil. If ordinary people are infected with doomsday energy, the consequences will be disastrous."

"What kind of existence is a pig? What role does it play?"

This question seems to be in Lean's mind; his love, longing, gratitude, and admiration for Mr. Pig. If he wrote down every sentence, it would probably cover the entire platform of the tunnel.

"Under what circumstances did the pigs come into being?" The pig paused and added, "I'm talking about the pigs who are responsible for today."

"It was created because of the doomsday," Lean smiled meekly, "the energy of the doomsday has invaded the pig's body..."

The pig nodded again, and the smile on his face was already very strong. "What is the history of pigs and humans? You can probably say a word or two."

"Pig and people have always been good comrades in arms, good partners, and they have been like this since the end of the day." Lean thought for a while, and added: "I also dream of becoming one of you."

"Some people say that pigs used to be raised by humans to eat meat. What do you think about that?"

Lien had already heard this statement from Lin Sanjiu once. At this time, he was no longer surprised, but his anger and shame were stronger. "This is nonsense and rumors. The pigs before the apocalypse, just like the pig gentlemen today, guide the life and development of human beings, and provide a safe living environment for ordinary people..."

After he finished talking, the pig holding the questionnaire folded the paper again, but the question was not finished: "How did the pig come into being?"

"It's because of the doomsday." Lean replied quickly with a bit of confusion, as if he didn't understand why he had already asked the question and wanted to ask it again.

After walking back and forth on the platform for two laps, the fourth uncle, who had carefully checked the train, finally stopped beside Lean. The other pigs all cast their eyes on it; the fourth uncle thought for a few seconds, and finally gave a long "um".

"Yes," it patted Lean on the shoulder and said, "You really qualified, and your performance is very good."

Lien was so excited that he couldn't even utter a word, he stuttered, and there were still only some broken syllables.

"I'm one of the elders, you can call me the fourth uncle." The fourth uncle said kindly, "I can transform for you right now, would you like to?"

"I do!" Lean was so anxious that he almost bit his tongue.

"We just need your positive and energetic new strength." The fourth uncle instructed, "Come, come here... Yes, you can just stand here."

Lean faced the platform and stood on the edge. From behind him, the fourth uncle took a few steps up and stopped behind him.

"You will definitely experience some feelings that you have never experienced before, but no matter what happens, don't panic, I am very experienced." The fourth uncle put his front hoof on Lean's shoulder and said. Lien was not tall and thin, standing in tandem with the giant white pig nearly two meters tall, like a child.

"Got it," Lean said in a shaky voice.

"If you struggle, then I won't transform for you a second time." The fourth uncle said, slowly raised his head, and gradually opened his chin downward.

"I'm definitely not moving!" Lean hurriedly expressed his position. Sure enough, his whole body was stiff and straight, and he didn't even look back.

"Well... oh..."

The fourth uncle's pig's mouth was separated from top to bottom, and it became wider and wider, and even the words lost their voice. Usually when the pig's mouth is closed, it is only as long as a human forearm, but at this time it seems as if the joints are disassembled while opening, and the black mouth is constantly opening, which reminds people of snakes or snakes. Crocodile - When the pig's mouth is finally big enough to completely swallow a human head, it pauses.

"A little hot,"

Lien, who had no idea that his head had been caught between the two pig lips, held back his smile and said something in a low voice.

The next second, the fourth uncle's mouth completely wrapped and engulfed Lien's head.

I have to say that Lean's self-control is very good. Even though his head suddenly fell into the dark and wet mouth, and the body left outside the pig's mouth and below the neck, it was only a shock, and from the inside of the pig's mouth, vague She let out a cry—and then she resisted the urge to struggle and escape, and stood up again.

The fourth uncle's teeth were chewing and grinding on the human skin and skull, making a creaking sound like leather pulling, occasionally mixed with a scream of pain, or a sound like a blister bursting with a "chuck".

Soon, Lean's body no longer had any muscle tremors, and he stood still.

One person and one pig - no, it's not quite accurate to say that, because from a distance, it looks like a human body and a pig's body share the same pig's head.

The fourth uncle's saliva was white and bright, and it flowed down the edge of the mouth like a waterfall, and within a few minutes, Lien's body was completely soaked; the pig's saliva was not transparent, but a layer of white like a film. It was thick and sticky and enveloped Leon.

Time seemed to be frozen at this moment. The other three pigs on the platform did not speak, and silently watched the pig swallowing the human head.

It wasn't until an unknown time later that the fourth uncle finally moved again.

Its mouth slowly separated from Lien's head, closed again, closed again, and closed again into a pig's mouth as long as the forearm; Lien was still covered in pig saliva, and he couldn't see anything except his head. The shape of it is clear and clear - it is no longer as round as a human head, but stretched out from the head, like a pig's mouth pulled out from the head.

After a long while, Lean took a sharp breath, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, and hurriedly reached out and wiped off the pig saliva on his head-the pink and fat pig skin replaced his dull and yellowed skin ; The thumb is still there, but the other four fingers are divided into two groups, the index finger is attached to the middle finger, and the ring finger and the little finger are connected, as if they cannot be separated.

From Lean's face, under a brand new, upturned pig nose, he grinned, the pig's lips parted, revealing two rows of small, crooked, crooked teeth.

"Wow," he didn't seem to get used to his new mouth, speaking with his tongue like a drunk, stumbling across the long, wide mouth space. "I really...I really turned into a pig..."

The fourth uncle was still standing behind him, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, smiled, but did not speak.

Lien looked back at the fourth uncle and said, "It's amazing. The memory of being a human is still there, but I seem to...seem..."

He thought about it, and seemed to be looking for a suitable word.

"Changed camp," Lean finally found a satisfactory explanation and laughed.

"Yes," said the fourth uncle very politely, "this feels very correct. I can rest assured that you can transform so smoothly."

Lean rolled his eyes and glanced at the fourth uncle from the corner of his eyes. "What are you relieved of?" he asked in a daze, the respect and affection just now disappeared. "Are you still worried about me?"

"The one who just turned into a pig will inevitably lack a little bit of restraint in his actions, and his speech is so rampant." The fourth uncle smiled leniently, "You are right, we pig-shaped degenerates, how can we care about the lives of others... But you see, I'm worried about myself."

"Huh?" Lean was stunned for a moment. His body was still changing gradually. At this moment, he put his hand into the back of his trousers, pulled it hard a few times, and pulled out a pig's tail from the waistband of his trousers.

"I always carry the consciousness of another pig on me, which is also a burden to me. Recently, it is suitable to become a degenerate species. It seems that it is only you. You said, as long as you can become a pig, you can do anything. Would you like to?" The fourth uncle opened his mouth and his teeth were thick. "Molde, this pig body is yours."

Before Lien could react, the fourth uncle suddenly hit him in the face with a hoof; the next second, his mouth was forcibly opened by the fourth uncle, revealing a dark mouth.

The fourth uncle opened his mouth again.

A round, pig-shaped meat ball, crawled into Lien's mouth from the mouth of the fourth uncle.

It feels like Molde, who was so long ago, will play again now, and you must not remember what it was...