Have you ever seen those people in fluffy, cute mascot costumes handing out flyers at the entrance of a mall? Those big, adorably clumsy-looking mascots were pretty cute, right? But what Fang Zheng saw now had absolutely nothing to do with cute.
These "monsters" looked like ordinary people wearing enormous teddy bear mascot heads. Below their necks were skinny limbs, their skin looking as if it had been carved from hard wood, making them resemble African famine victims. Above their necks, however, were terrifyingly huge heads!
If he had to describe it, it was like someone had forcibly turned a normal bear's head into a teddy bear's head, swelling it into a round shape while the bloodshot eyes bulged grotesquely. Sharp teeth and strands of thick saliva were clearly visible inside their gaping, bloody mouths.
If looks were justice, then these monsters were not merely unjust—they were the most terrifying demons imaginable, the kind that only appeared in nightmares, enough to scare any child who saw them into insanity.
What the hell were these things? Had someone created them to take revenge on society?
Fang Zheng truly could not stand the sight of them. Honestly, even the Xenomorphs and the Zerg possessed their own unique sense of beauty. But these things felt like a collection of every kind of chaos in the world. Just one look was enough to make someone vomit.
"Chitter chitter chitter!"
"Gurgle gurgle gurgle!"
Even more horrifyingly, the sounds coming from these monsters' mouths were not human speech, but animal cries. There were practically all kinds of calls mixed together. If someone closed their eyes without knowing better, they would think they were in a slaughterhouse or a zoo.
"Nymph, record their vital signs."
Fang Zheng gave the order while almost forcing himself not to gag.