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Chapter 282 The Whistle Beast Is My Descendant!
Yu Liang looked at A Zong in front of him quietly and trembled all over his body, but this was not from his own consciousness.

It is already dead, and lost all sense of autonomy after those two sentences, and now it is only its shell that still responds to external stimuli.

The finger cage, the torso, and the fleshy mass of the USB disk connected to its body, everything belonging to this humanoid creature is decomposing, the speed of decomposition varies from fast to slow, but the ending is the same, they become fine dust in the air.

This scene is a bit like a heroine with a super body. The complete body is gradually decomposed into the most primitive cells, but the heroine is because the brain potential has been developed to 100%, while the humanoid creature in front of him is because the body cannot bear the massive information shock.

It is still too much for a single "brain" to receive the scientific and technological knowledge of the entire civilization, and it can only take a glimpse of the hope of the future at the moment when the reception is completed.

can be successful.

Find the brain domain network of the native, connect other fruits on the [tree], and use the axioms and algorithms of Alien to succeed.

These are the words it left before it died, its tone full of ecstasy and no regrets.

It sounds like the whole point of it being here is to test that possibility.

Its Clan trusts it to have the answers, and it trusts its Clan to find the right way with only one answer.

Using the basic axioms and algorithmic models obtained from the minds of sumo wrestlers, coupled with the native technology of flesh and blood civilization, we can return to [Tree].

And that sumo wrestler is not a physicist. The formulas and algorithms in his mind may only be at the level of common sense of human beings, but this common sense is still a difficult problem for flesh and blood civilization.

It is probably because the technology tree of this civilization is too deformed. Their biochemical level is very high, but their physics is in an extremely primitive state. It is very likely that they don't even know this common-sense gravitational knowledge.

It is almost impossible for a civilization in this state to break free from the gravity of the planet and escape. It is no wonder that the natives of the flesh and blood civilization will perish in despair.

Yu Liang sorted out what it had said in his mind, trying to explore its thoughts.

The group should only need it to accept part of the information left in the biological computer, so that its short lifespan can be slightly longer, and it can make more contributions to the sentinel group.

And it has made its own choice after absorbing the memories of sumo wrestlers. It pursues an answer, even if it dies here, it doesn't matter.

It's just that Yu Liang is a little uncertain. Could the few words it left behind before it died be imperative sentences?

Otherwise, why did you tell me specifically?

Is it possible that you want me to find the brain domain network of the natives, and then use axioms and algorithms to create enough to lead the sentinel group into the [tree]?
It's not likely, is it?
I'm not the father of this group of sentinel beasts, why should I be asked to do such a thing?

Besides, this humanoid creature just made a tongue for me, and has no other benefits. It is a bit whimsical to ask me to help.

Yu Liang didn't think about it anymore, he stepped forward and tried to touch the biological computer with his hand, feeling the movement on the surface of the meat.

The biological computer is still "alive" at the moment, and the long strips of meat are slightly undulating, as if breathing.

It's just that there are no more blood bubbles floating on the meat, which seems to indicate that it is in a standby state and has not performed calculations.

He came to the corner of the room and looked at the neatly piled meat machines. These bio-printers printed meat balls full of civilization information for it.

"This computer should also be a biological tool, right? Would you like to try connecting it to your [group]?" Li Huachao suggested enthusiastically.

"Why do you think that guy didn't do that?" Yu Liang asked calmly.

Logically speaking, if it incorporates the biological computer into its [group], it should get answers faster, and its calculation speed should also be faster.

It didn't, however, which of course explains everything.

"That's right, it's a bit too big, so why don't you try this bioprinter?" Li Huachao continued, he was also very interested in this machine, "It's also very interesting to pinch your face, maybe you can Pinch a bald head to make it stronger."

"Shut up." Yu Liang interrupted the guy.

Lee's slate once said that bio-editing technology requires the use of "corpse oil", which is a special material that only exists on the corpses of native humans.

It is not so simple to learn biological editing technology. Although this is common sense in flesh and blood civilization, it must be a little bit reluctant for the alien Yu Liang to learn this advanced biochemical knowledge.

But then again, will the owner of the grocery store accept biocomputers and printers?
He has a lot of miscellaneous things, what if he likes this unique style?

At this time, Lee appeared at the hole in the side of the room, his head poked in from the outside, and only after confirming that there was only Yu Liang in the room did he sneak in with confidence.

The other players followed and entered the room together, marveling at the biological computer in the room.

Lee walked to Yu Liang's side, pulled his clothes, and wrote on the ground: "What's going on here?"

Yu Liang said to him directly in Chinese: "There is an advanced sentinel beast outside, and a high-intelligence businessman was born in the sentinel beast's body. It came in to operate this biological computer, trying to extract the flesh and blood left behind by civilization. all knowledge, and then die."

"Huh?" Lee made a puzzled voice from his nose. He looked at Yu Liang's mouth, a little surprised, and quickly wrote, "You can talk now?"

"Well, in order to communicate better with me, that high-intelligence businessman gave me a tongue to learn my Chinese pronunciation." Yu Liang continued, the information is not that important, so he won't hide.

If it is concealed, it will be over if it arouses the hostility of these players present.

The current situation in the frontiers is obvious. Whoever stands on the opposite side of the people will be in bad luck.

Lee pointed to the body of the sumo wrestler on the ground again, asking with gestures.

Yu Liang selectively stated the actual situation: "The sumo wrestler Liben arrived here one step ahead of me, but he must have shot at the humanoid sentry beast, so he was killed and his brain was sucked out. You will wait Let me tell these players that the human-shaped whistle beast can use the player's ability after eating the player's brain, so you must not give this type of whistle beast a chance, and no one will be able to escape after raising the Gu king."

He paused, then continued: "The humanoid sentinel got some basic physics formulas from the sumo wrestler's memory, and it calculated that with these formulas and biotechnology, it can leave this planet and return to [Tree] ] Go up."

"So its death and the death of those monsters are all to get an answer?" Lee understood this and continued to write.

"Yes." Yu Liang nodded.

Since most of the players present could not understand the Chinese spoken by Yu Liang, Lee wrote down the situation on the ground and told these players one by one.

If you agree to share information, you will naturally not regret it under the watchful eyes of everyone.

This information is also enough to dispel the player's doubts, and then check the traces left on the ground, which are basically correct.

"Have you found the way to the giant's head?" Yu Liang asked Lee.

"There are some small parasitic beasts that can parasitize the corpses of whistle beasts, so we carefully processed the corpses of those monsters, and then noticed that you and the sumo wrestler were missing, so we looked back and found it all the way here," Lee wrote. road.

"Okay, the road may be in the lair of those sentinel beasts. I will take you there. Also, let these people not touch the biological computer and those printers, or they will die." Yu Liang said, checking the space in the universe. situation, ready to go.

Of the 37 paper figurines, only twenty paper figurines still have characters, and the other paper figurines have all typed out the characters just now.

The light in the palm of the sumo wrestler seems to have the ability to counteract the effects of characters, and all these characters will fail when hit on its hand shield.

It has to be said that the professional ability of that sumo wrestler is a bit perverted.

The high physical fitness bonus is comparable to Li Huachao who is wearing black armor, and only half a point weaker than Li Huachao who is fully stimulating the increase in black armor.

Moreover, the light on the palm comes with magic immunity and weakness, which can be used to attack, retreat or defend. When advancing frontally, it is an unstoppable posture.

When leaving, Yu Liang looked back at the biological computer and printer again, with a slightly hesitant attitude.

On the one hand, he was somewhat reluctant to part with the information stored in the computer and the function of the bio-printer; on the other hand, he was worried that more humanoid sentinels would come here to inherit the mantle of flesh and blood civilization.

However, after thinking about it, he was relieved, because now he does not have the ability to destroy the biological computer.

Ordinary physical damage has no effect on this two-story flesh bar, and it also has the property of self-healing.

The only thing that could destroy the biological computer in one go is the "Thunder" character, but he doesn't have a character column now, so it's a little bit reluctant to turn the paper figurine into a self-destruct infantry, so naturally he can only give up.

Eleven players went outside again through the burrow. The battle with the Whistle Beast just now screened out a group of players who were not strong enough. Now they decided to go together instead of grouping.

Yu Liang came to the first floor, searched around, and soon found the authentic main road, and along the main road, he could reach the sentry beast underground palace he found at that time.

They have only seen small scorpion-shaped parasitic beasts along the way, but they have never seen any of the sentry beasts and advanced sentry beasts that are the main combat power.

The sentinels that came out to stop them at that time were probably the last ones left in this base.

In the player group, the only long-range shooter is a bow and arrow athlete.

The alienation profession gave him the ability to shoot accurately, so almost all the bone gun bullets were concentrated in his hands as the main force for long-range output.

In addition, he also has a special "quiver", which can automatically generate the ammunition required by the current long-range weapon.

The speed of spawning in the quiver is related to the construction of the bullets, and has a capped spawn rate.

If it is a relatively simple ammunition like an arrow, it is quite fast, and the structure of this kind of bone gun bullet is more precise than it looks, and only about fifteen rounds can be produced per hour.

The upper limit of the arrow box is also fifteen rounds, and bullets must be used after the limit is full, otherwise the arrow box will not continue to be generated.

"Actually, I'm quite accurate in shooting. It's a pity, why doesn't the system give me some related skills?" Li Huachao looked at the scene where the archer shot a scorpion-shaped parasite, and his tone was a little sour.

"This is enough, and it should be cut if it is enhanced." Yu Liang is in a good mood now, so he still teased Li Huachao, "This ghost story world will be updated, you don't have to worry about it noticing that the hunter profession is too perverted , directly cut it for you?"

"What's none of my business? Can't you play the copy more slowly?" Li Huachao was indignant.

In the words, the group of people has come to the underground palace, where some corpses are randomly piled up, there are corpses of deformed people and corpses of sentinel beasts, the same thing is that they all have blood holes protruding from their bodies, which shows that they have experienced Over parasitism, now a completely "dead" corpse.

And in the center of the underground palace, a huge and bloated sentinel mother was leaning against the stone wall, and there were many eggs around it.

These eggs were all broken shells, and the scorpion-shaped parasites inside had disappeared.

Beside the mother of the sentinel beast was the body of Danshengren. It put its short forelimbs on Danshengren's body, and there was a trace of tenderness in its eyes.

It's just that this egg-born man is also a corpse, and has long since died.

The whistle beast mother didn't panic after seeing the group of egg strangers walking in. It just looked up at them weakly, flapping its ear whistle slowly, making a melodious whistle.

Yu Liang approached it, stood a few meters away from it and looked at it.

Procreation needs to consume a lot of energy and energy. The mother's body has overdrawn its own vitality in order to quickly grow the group. Now it is old and can only linger in the nest.

The gaze of the Whistlebeast mother was calm, as if it had been waiting for the arrival of these players. It had the heart to die, but it had no ability to commit suicide.

"Kill it." Yu Liang looked at the players behind him.

When facing the Whistle Beast Mother, his lethality is still insufficient, and some of these players have huge destructive power, which is best used to kill such monsters with high health and high defense.

However, suddenly, the sentinel mother body seemed to have discovered something, its eyes widened, and it called out in a hoarse voice: "Dad...Dad."

Ok?
Yu Liang was taken aback for a moment, he clearly felt that the other party was calling him.

What are you calling yourself?

"Dad, Dad." The whistle beast mother stretched out her forelimbs towards Yu Liang with great effort, and her bloated body struggled to move on the ground.

This time its words were much clearer, and the meaning of the words was clarified, but the tone was very strange.

Yu Liang: "..."

Why does this guy call himself dad?

Still use Chinese?
Toxic, right?
What the hell has Li Hua done to you?
No, he said it casually just now, can it be true?

"I'm not the father of these sentinel beasts, why should I be asked to do such a thing?"

Thinking of what he said earlier, Yu Liang suddenly had a headache.

"Don't rely on me, it has nothing to do with me." Li Huachao tried to distance himself from Yu Liang before he asked a question. You can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing.

What a joke, he has the heart but not the ability. Eggs give birth to humans and have no reproductive system.

Lee, who heard what the sentinel beast mother said, also took a few steps back silently, keeping a certain distance from the Chinese player.

He was one of the few present who understood what the whistle beast said, and he was greatly shocked.

What's up with this guy?
It turned out to be the father of the whistle beast?

Rape, right?

After observing carefully for a while, Yu Liang looked at the Dan Shengren next to the mother's body, looked at the somewhat familiar Dan Shengren, and suddenly figured it out.

The Chinese intonation of this Whistlebeast mother was somewhat similar to the humanoid Whistlebeast he had seen, both were equally strange.

The egg-born human was his first life, the one left in the groove of the circuit wall. The scorpion-shaped parasite parasitized the egg-born human, and then grew into a mother.

And there may be some memories left in the brain of the raw egg, among which there should be more memories about Chinese, after all, this is Yu Liang's daily language.

The whistle animal mother learned the pronunciation of Chinese, and the human whistle animal was the offspring of the mother, and this pronunciation was inherited.

If this kind of parasitic relationship can be regarded as a descendant, then is the humanoid sentinel really his descendant?
hiss--

Then let him call him his ancestor, what is against Tiangang!

(End of this chapter)