National Juggernaut

Chapter 334 Wu Wu
For a monster like the Autumn Celebration, it is obviously unrealistic to kill it at once. Its vitality is too strong, so strong that the mythical creatures outside are a little used to bombarding it.

Even with its vital organs wiped out, regeneration is a program on the time list.

But this requires resources, time, divine power (psychic power), and even a long process.

At present, there is no sign of regeneration in the eye of space. It should be that the material is really special, regeneration will become extremely difficult, and this "digestive gland" is too important, but it must be regenerated no matter what.

But a monster of this level, even at any cost, does not mean that it can be reproduced if it is reproduced. "It" needs time to be born, and it needs more time and nutrition to grow.

I am afraid that after this battle is over, it will not be able to replace its predecessor. It is inevitable that the digestive function will be greatly reduced. The strategic goal of Zheng Li and his party has been achieved.

".But since it can be done better, there is no reason not to do it."

Larvae are vulnerable, especially "premature infants" who are still in artificial gestation bags and artificial greenhouses. Viruses ignored by adults are deadly and highly toxic to them.

It doesn't make sense to get rid of it now. Since one can be reproduced, the second one is only a matter of time. The biggest loss is the loss of the strategic time to "make up for defects". Losing the chain at a critical moment will affect the entire war situation.

Zheng Li thought for a while, and personally prepared a minefield for it, ensuring that it would feel better at the most critical moment.

But it seems that some people don't think much of it.

"Woooo, what's wrong with you?"

What Song Ying asked was a little black-haired girl in a short black skirt.

She looks about seven or eight years old, with a wide witch hat covering her messy black hair, and big glasses, she looks like a sloppy little witch in a fairy tale. Only the chubby old-fashioned Under the glasses, the round apple face with delicate facial features is the embryo of an "Oriental princess style" beauty somewhat similar to Song Ying.

Song Wuwu, a newly born Spirit Race, this name was spat out by Zheng Li, "There are only two 'wu' in the witch's candy house? This name is too careless."

"Nutrition."

But now, the little girl stared blankly at the son of the troll that was hatching.

Song Ying turned her head and looked at Zheng Li with some embarrassment.

you still need to ask?Zheng Li nodded immediately.

"Eat, don't hesitate. If you miss this opportunity, it will be gone. It's best to survive. If you can't survive, let it continue to regenerate."

Immediately, the little witch happily ran over with the witch hat and small backpack that she was born with and then ran back.

She stood in front of the big shark, stared at it blankly, and said something after a while.

"half each."

Dabai was a little moved and then rejected her. It had reached its limit and it couldn't take it anymore.

Unlike the newborn Song Wuwu, Dabai rushed from 0 to 3 all the way today, and has repeatedly upgraded his quality.

This is theoretically impossible. Even if there are enough materials, the soul fragments stored in the spirit blade itself, its "self", cannot sustain such a strong change.

Consciousness and matter must adapt to each other. The problem is that although Dabai's body is 0-pointed, it is actually not an ordinary spiritual blade at all. In a sense, it is more like a brother, compatriot, or half-body of the three armed forces.

The result is that the accumulated "self" has encountered enough materials and opportunities, and it has successfully soared into the sky, jumping directly from 0 bursts to 3 bursts, and by the way, it has changed the racial inclinations of itself and the sword master.

It now amounts to a nascent Eldar subspecies, in a state of delicate homeostasis.

The current one, not to mention continuing to eat it, if it is not still in the battlefield, I wish I could fall down and have a good sleep, adjust and repair my body.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that the "troll cub" didn't arouse its appetite. Since neither the body nor the soul shouted for food, it was really unnecessary.

Being rejected by Dabai, the cute-looking Song Wuwu was not annoyed, she turned her head directly, ran back, and then started to gnaw. It was like an ant gnawing an elephant, but the small The mouth is never more dangerous than the blade.

"Are you not interested at all?"

"No."

"Tsk, it looks terrible."

The two spirit clans that he carried with him all refused, and Zheng Li didn't say anything more.

My ability is biased towards time, space, and the soul itself, and it does not match the "life" and "digestion" in front of me. The most promising Ah Qiong refused without hesitation, obviously compatible.

Now that there are new changes, there will naturally be a new job. He began to observe, if the little monster died, would there be new fluctuations? But before the results came out, Xiao Wuwu stopped.

She nodded, and a smile appeared on her stiff face, a bit like a puppet, and a bit like a Barbie doll.

"Satisfied? Just be satisfied."

Zheng Li took a look, and it was only the outer afterbirth (eggshell) that was eaten. It shouldn't be a big problem, even if it's a big problem, it'll be killed anyway.

It didn't matter if the afterbirth was torn off, Zheng Li made some adjustments and stuffed all the dissolving bottles inside to ensure that he would have a birth surprise when the time came.

"Finally gather the loot and let's go, our mission has been completed."

The people over there are also busy, some are collecting materials and some are picking up junk. The cart has just taken two steps, and it can't move at all.

The logistics staff looked at it, and the chassis and engine below were all made of meat. They estimated the maintenance time. Even if there is a car factory and a parts shop here, the time it takes is calculated in days.

Helpless, I had no choice but to say goodbye in tears. They dug a hole with a solvent and buried the cart in it to see if it could be saved after the war.

The owner of the car is saying goodbye to his Spirit Blade, and the passengers are all going to get their luggage and personal belongings. The engineer is knocking here and there to see if he can get some useful treasures, and the researcher is studying it with great interest. Well, this weird structure of organic symbiosis and erosion of inorganic bodies is Song Ying and She Xiangling.

There were also people who hesitated to gamble swords with ready-made materials, and Zheng Li took the initiative to step forward. Anyway, similar rumors have almost spread in the small circle of Shiqian City.

"Help bet on the sword, 10 spirit crystals at a time, does anyone need service?"

He said something joking, but someone actually responded, and it was an unexpected person.

"Give me one."

She Xiangling actually asked for it on her own initiative, and Zheng Li was taken aback for a moment when she didn't even ask a word.

"Your current spirit blade doesn't match the material here, but time matches space, and soul matches life. Don't you consider getting yourself a new spirit blade?"

(End of this chapter)