The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1575 People Who Chase the Sun (43)

"what!"

Gray Mist suddenly let out a scream.

Schiller was taken aback, and he asked in his mind, "What's wrong?"

"The cafeteria is closed!" Huiwu replied, and he grumbled a few more times, as if he was looking for something in the hall of thought. After a while, an even more shocked voice came: "I have no food to eat!!"

"What do you mean?" Schiller asked.

Gray Fog was silent for a while, as if he was communicating with other Schillers in the thinking hall. After a long while, he was shocked and said in a desperate voice: "Nobody cares!"

"Greedy doesn't care about food?!!" The strong shock in Gray Mist's tone has almost infected Schiller, and Schiller passed a doubtful emotion, and Gray Mist remained silent for a long time, as if he didn't know how to explain it.

After a while, Gray Fog's consciousness finally became clear again, and it was even clearer than before, as if he had cast all his attention on Schiller.

"Greedy said that when I grow up, I have to learn to hunt by myself, and the high tower cafeteria will no longer care about food."

Feeling the emotion from the gray fog, Schiller froze for a moment, and then said with a little surprise: "You don't think you want me to take care of the food, do you?"

"Aren't you also Schiller?" Gray Fog asked back, and he said very confidently: "And you need me more than other Schiller. I do more work with you for half a day than I do with other Schiller for half a year."

Schiller was speechless, and what made him even more silent was that there was a strong sense of sadness in the mood of the gray mist. The main reason for the sadness was that he seemed to have fully realized that lazy Schiller could not be counted on at all.

"Have you never found something to eat by yourself before?" Schiller asked tentatively.

There was a negative emotion coming from the gray mist. Schiller thought about it and found that it was not unexpected. As for his greedy personality, he was considered considerate if he didn't spit out the gray mist.

But it was also because Gray Mist grew up in this environment, even when he thought he was a symbiote, he only felt a little greedy at the beginning. Later, Schiller engaged in a wave of cosmic demons and gods to get rich.

Later, Arrogance got crazy wine again, and Gray Mist even drank enough crazy wine mixed with fear gas. Whenever he wanted to eat, he rushed into the warehouse to eat and eat. When was he hungry?
A common situation is that in a family, the parents take care of them too meticulously, and the children stretch out their hands to eat and open their mouths, which will lead to a lack of self-care ability. The gray mist does not have the insatiable appetite of other symbionts and the strong desire to hunt that is stimulated by the appetite. Simply put, the gray mist is a lazy dog.

Unfortunately, laziness is obviously not hardworking. Two lazy dogs get together, and the consequences can be imagined. The two have no clue where to find food.

"First, what do you eat?" Schiller asked.

After hearing this question, Gray Mist really remained silent for a while, as if he was thinking. After the silence was over, he said, "I'll eat anything."

"Those two bugs over there..."

"It's too ugly, the carapace is too thick, the wings look a bit prickly, and the smell is bad, it doesn't look good."

Gray Mist muttered for a while, and after feeling Schiller's contempt, he said, "Well, I should say that I will eat everything brought back by greed."

Schiller thought about it. Greedy does often pick up things in the tower of thinking, but after picking them up, he usually takes them back to the room for processing, and then throws them into the warehouse. The other Schiller doesn't know how he handles them, nor do they know what those things will be used for in the end.

Now Schiller at least knows where some of the things are going, that is, greed will feed some of the things he brought back to the gray mist.

"Anyway, I'm sure I can eat energy." Gray Fog thought for a while, and then said: "The brain should be able to."

"But you're not a symbiote..."

There was an obvious momentary interruption in the information conveyed by the gray mist, as if he was stunned, and then he began to think about why he likes to eat brains if he is not a symbiote.

Gray Fog attributed it to a problem of eating habits. He has eaten these since he was a child, and this has subtly cultivated his taste. Therefore, although he is not a real symbiont, his taste is also close to a symbiont. He likes food that can make the tactile nerve feel dopamine, usually the brain of intelligent life.

"Then why can't you eat the brains of those two bugs?" Schiller asked.

"They're not smart enough, so their brains definitely don't taste good enough."

"You're so hungry, why are you still picky eaters?"

"But if you struggle with them, but don't get enough good food in the end, wouldn't that be a loss?"

"Makes sense."

Schiller thought for a while, and he felt that he really had to weigh the cost-effectiveness of the gray mist's food, because he was neither like Greedy who could calmly order others to work, nor was he like Moonlight Schiller who could fight with others without any pressure, so the gray mist was almost his only hope, and it was very important to feed the gray mist.

Suddenly, Schiller realized a problem, and at this time Peter, who had just been blown out, was flying back unsteadily. Just as he was about to come back and ask Schiller what happened to the explosion just now, he saw Schiller gesturing to him not to come over.

The same happened to Doom, who was also blown out just now, and Banner and Otto, who escaped by chance because of the long distance and planets to resist the impact, saw Schiller gesticulating at them, thinking that there was still unknown danger at the scene, so they didn't dare to approach rashly.

Just as Peter wanted to fly closer and ask carefully what was going on, Schiller quickly retreated, keeping a certain distance from Peter, and motioned him not to come over.

Schiller gestured for a long time, and several people did not understand what he meant, but this was also normal, because the content of the sentence "My symbiont thinks your brains are very fragrant, and you may make him hungrier if you get close, and may lose your brains forever" cannot be drawn by hand gestures at all.

Schiller finally chose to turn around and fly away. Anyway, without him, the others should be able to return to Earth faster and obtain enough information from the corpses of the Zerg to contribute to the human coalition. As for him, he had to find a way to find food for the gray mist.

In this way, Schiller simply abandoned this group of scientist teammates, and drifted into the depths of the universe alone, planning to find a qualified meal ticket for Gray Mist.

Lazy has a very clear understanding of his abilities, as well as his own luck. He doesn't think he can find enough food by virtue of his abilities, and he should find a group of reliable teammates to come quickly.

Of course, the stronger the teammates, the better, and the more the better, but the problem is that if Schiller returns to the main force now, then the brains of geniuses like Stark will make the gray mist yell.

As for where to find food, Schiller is not sure, so he can only wander aimlessly in the universe, looking for possible sources of food.

The universe is neither big nor small. Although there are many cosmic demon gods that Schiller has dealt with, if they are scattered into the vast universe, they are just a drop in the ocean. Schiller is not so lucky, and he just happens to meet one to satisfy the gray mist.

They drifted all the way, but Hui Mist couldn't find anything edible, and they fought with the Zerg a lot.

After the battle situation on the front line of defense reached a stalemate, the Zerg found a way to break the situation is to use the sea of ​​insects tactics to invade as much space as possible. They think that this will allow them to plunder enough resources to support wars.

Therefore, the worm nests under the command of the three queens began to do their best to explode troops. The newborn zerg produced were not for fighting on the front line, but for occupying as many dimensions and celestial bodies as possible, so most of them were more focused on defense.

From the beginning to the end, the gray mist does not have the function of substitute fighting. Venom can make a cool mask for Eddie, and control Eddie's body to deal with the enemy, because Eddie is just an ordinary human being. The way ordinary humans control the body is actually simple. Venom can easily replace Eddie's nerves with its own symbiote factor, and control the body for him.

But Schiller's problem is that after the tower of thinking is established, his method of controlling the body is completely different from that of ordinary people. A smart life with multiple personality trait fragments that can control the body in turn, and the front and rear ends do not affect each other.

Schiller seldom uses the gray fog to fight, either to rush the road or to scout. As a result, the gray fog has little experience in frontal combat. He doesn't even know if he has the ability to attack. Coupled with the laziness of the main fighter, he can be called a crouching dragon and phoenix in the world of frontal combat.

The main way for the two of them to deal with these high-blood and high-defense bugs is scraping. Gray Mist uses its own mist factor to wear down the energy shield, then decomposes the bugs' carapace, and finally takes out their vital organs.

Passing through two star systems all the way, this person Yiwu really wanted to scrape and vomit. Schiller did not recover his human form at all, and there was no weapon that could hurt Huiwu's body. This method of combat is very safe, but it is too annoying.

Theoretically speaking, as long as the time is long enough, Gray Mist can use this method to scrape and scrape all the Zerg to death, but he really can't stand it anymore. If the physical damage to the enemy is [-]%, then the mental damage to himself is [-]%.

Obviously, the gray mist is already a very patient existence in the tower. A group of Schillers who were waiting in the theater early to watch a martial arts movie fell asleep an average of three times each during the two of them roaming the stars.

And the sick person sitting in the front row finally couldn't stand it anymore when Laziness and Fog selected 162 scraping targets.

"Greedy...greedy! Hurry up, go get that little guy out of the madhouse! Immediately, immediately!"

(End of this chapter)