I'm stacking cubes in Marvel

Chapter 255
The hive can devour other people at will and obtain that person's memory, but he will also bring some bad habits accordingly.

These habits can even affect his body, which can be said to be powerful.

This shows that the hive is just a collection of parasites, not the most critical factor of a certain person, because even if one consciousness is in the lead for a long time, but at the same time of constantly devouring and changing bodies, he is still constantly integrate with others.

After these massive habits and memories are all accommodated in his body, it will inevitably change the hive itself.

So even if Yang Ming knew that it was not a good thing to let Yang Erming out, he still had to let the hive out.

Because influencing Yang Erming, and thus affecting Yang Ming, is better than Yang Ming personally experiencing the process of devouring others, experiencing other people's memories and habits in person.

With Yang Erming's filter, it can be much better.

The negative side of the ability of the hive is its disadvantages, which is not only the basis for the permanent existence of the hive, but also the reason why he lost himself and became a collection of parasites.

And the bug that Yang Ming can resurrect infinitely, and then die with the enemy who invaded his body and gain the ability of the opponent is also his drawback.

From Ebony Throat to Honeycomb, they have brought some subtle changes that should or should not have occurred.

These changes may not seem like a big deal at first, but once they accumulate, they might not be a good thing?
Yang Ming is still smoking, one after another, the impatience revealed in the expression of life, and he can't tell whether it is because of his current situation, or because of the observer who is tidying up?
Frog Tu and his two fellow clans acted as if Yang Ming wasn't here, and went about their own business, while Yang Ming kept producing cigarette papers, shredded tobacco, and matches...

Roll the cigarette paper into an arc with your index finger, pour the shredded tobacco on it, twist one end with your fingers to form a big roll and a small roll, and pinch and turn it with the other hand.

When it is finally rolled, use your tongue to lick the corner of the remaining paper to glue the smoke together.

Hold a small piece of paper in your mouth, wait a while after lighting the match, burn off the lint on the match head, and use the fire on the bent matchstick that has been burned by the match head. The smoke moved over and lit.

Clicking his mouth, the suction force allows air to pass through the cigarette butt, expanding the burning surface. At the same time, he flicked his left hand, and the flame on the matchstick that was almost burning between his fingers was extinguished, and he threw it on the ground in front of him.

He took down the cigarette with his left hand, and as the smoke slowly spewed out from his mouth and nose, Yang Ming still disturbed Watu and the others with the bright red cigarette butt in his hazy vision.

Because although Yang Ming didn't speak, his series of standardized behaviors aroused the curiosity of the three observers.

"It's so powerful that you still need to use nicotine in tobacco to stimulate the central nervous system?"

As usual, this question was raised by Frog Tu. What Frog Tu said, Yang Ming knew that nicotine, also known as nicotine, after reaching the brain, would first excite and then inhibit the central nervous system.

This is the real cause of addiction among smokers and the principle of dependence and "feeling" after smoking.

Faced with doubts, Yang Ming gave up the direct realization of the cigarette rolling process and gave them three cigarettes, "Cigarettes may be meaningless, but you might as well try it, it is also a kind of humanistic feelings and cultural symbols."

This is simply nonsense, Yang Ming himself didn't believe it, but got the response of three observers who looked very young at first glance.

They all followed Yang Ming's example and lit their cigarettes. After taking a puff with their eyes closed, they spit out the cigarettes in disappointment.

Looking at their reaction, I thought they were just curious. What Yang Ming didn't know was that in the observer's civilization, there were also things similar to tobacco.

It's just that only observers of a certain age will smoke, and young observers stay away from that kind of thing in order to ensure that they have enough calmness and strong enough curiosity.

That's why they are willing to try.

After trying his cigarettes, just like a few people hiding in the smoking area of ​​the shopping mall and chatting with each other because of a cigarette, the three observers put down the items in their hands, came to sit around Yang Ming, and asked him: "What are you doing?" What are you doing?"

"Ask you guys about something."

When Frog Tu's two companions heard what he said, they glanced at Frog Tu. They didn't communicate, but they seemed to have made up their minds about what they could answer if they were asked a question.

Whether this is a racial talent or a tacit understanding is unknown.

"ask!"

"Do you know death? Do you know how her kingdom of the dead operates in each universe?"

This question was obviously on point, and Watu and the two fellow clansmen directly started eye contact mode, and had no intention of answering directly, as if they had a lot of scruples.

"Come on, don't pretend, is there anything you can't say to me?"

After the three of them looked at each other, Frogtu finally spoke, "The kingdom of the dead in the true sense is interconnected. In the entire multiverse, only the star swallowing can be divided into multiple parts, and the others are all one."

Listening to the explanation, Yang Ming understood that as the regular body of the gods, death and his kingdom of the dead are naturally integrated into the multiverse.

"So according to you, death and the souls she received in this world may have left?"

After finishing speaking, he continued without waiting for Watu's answer: "It's not that I left, but I can come back at any time, right, come and go freely, there is no limit."

"Correct!"

"Is there a way to find death? Or make her have to come out and see me?"

After getting this answer, Yang Ming's new question made them a little upset, and Frog explained: "We don't have any face with the five gods of creation. Here... the explanation is not clear, and the entanglement here is a bit complicated. "

Yang Ming put out the cigarette butt, "I don't need you to have face, I just need you to provide me with a way to find him, and the matter will be resolved by itself."

What he said was quite domineering, but Frog Figure seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, and said the essential problem.

"Even if you have the ability not to be killed by death in this world, if he takes you to another parallel universe, will you still have the ability to resurrect infinitely?"

This is a problem.

And it's really intuitive enough, this is not over yet, Frog Tu said again: "Even if you can guarantee that you will not be taken away and restricted by death, can you withstand his endless and sudden attacks at any time?"

This question is a bit too sharp, Yang Ming, you have already got the answer he wants, the observer will not help him, the friendship between them was only used up in the previous transaction.

Then there is nothing to say.

(End of this chapter)