Brian's lips curled into a faint smile as he recalled the process of Captain Hector's death aboard the warship and the spread of brain contamination.
He understood!
He truly understood!
He knew the attack pattern and process of this meme pollution!
..
With that thought,
Brian kicked aside the body on the ground, removed the plate covering the brain, grabbed a small section of the frontal brain area, and crushed it, tossing it aside.
After removing that part of the brain tissue,
he shouted to the outside, "Next one, make it quick!"
The third soldier showed even more terror than the previous two.
Because the second one had gone in and not come out.
Such fear, seeing the body of the second soldier on the ground, reached its peak.
Brian didn't need to see the uncontrollable trembling of the man's body to smell the pheromones of fear emanating from him.
