Data Wasteland

Dr2617-03-9, pm8:56

Green continent.

March is the worst time for the tropical rainforest. The rainy weather is formed under the influence of the warm and humid ocean air currents.

It was drizzling all day long and it was wet everywhere. The air is extremely hot and uncomfortable. The roots are slippery and easy to slip. From time to time, a few nasty drops of rain fell on the trees, falling on the sticky and wet clothes, making people feel more and more irritable.

On a clearing in the rainforest, large tents were erected.

It was night, and the bonfire in the camp was flickering and darkening, and the mercenaries gathered in twos and threes to cook on the fire and dry the clothes.

The tall mecha stood in the twilight, draped in a tarp to prevent rainwater from leaking into the cockpit.

Many wooden sheds have been built in the middle of the camp, supported by sawn wooden piles, leaves and branches as the roof, and tarpaulins around them, which are more comfortable and reliable than ordinary tents.

The largest shed in the camp covers an area of ​​thousands of square meters. The walls are made of bricks and stones, the top is covered with animal skins, and the walls are hung with copper candle lights. Even in such a simple environment, it looks luxurious. noble.

At this time, the room was completely dark, and the sound of "quack, quack" was heard from the depths of the layered curtains.

It is like the crisp sound of glass or a certain kind of crystal when it is crushed by a huge force, and it is also mixed with the sound of chewing and swallowing, as if a wild beast is hiding in the dark and eating.

More than a long time later, the animal hides covering the door were lifted.

The faint fire light illuminates the handsome facial features, and the skin is like warm white jade, as if it can reflect the fire light.

A well-tailored blue aristocratic costume outlines a long and elegant silhouette. This was a young aristocratic man with a pretty handsome appearance, but at the moment he frowned and looked at the darkness behind the curtain with some worry.

He did not go over, but waited quietly until the sound of broken glass disappeared.

"Lanster?"

A light, slightly suspicious voice sounded from behind the curtain.

"It's me." The young noble nodded in response.

The curtain was pulled apart by a hand with distinct knuckles, revealing a handsome face and slender figure.

This is an equally handsome and enviable young man, taller and wider shoulders than the former. The chest presents a perfect triangle, and the white silk top is open, revealing the graceful muscle lines under the silver skull pendant.

Full of strength but not bloated, not like those brawny with muscles, but a kind of neutral softness.

Compared with the man in blue, his eyebrows are a bit unruly and unruly, but his behavior reveals a supreme aura. In general, it can be described by the words "evil charm and madness".

He is the orthodox heir to the Malan royal family, the former four princes, and now Malan XXIII. The man in blue is his best friend and most trusted courtier Lanster Modrek.

"Are you devouring the nucleus?" Lanster asked.

Qiao An didn't answer, so he acquiesced.

"Do you know that doing this will cause your mental problems?" Lanster looked a little anxious, and his tone couldn't help but aggravate a bit, as if he was reprimanding rather than a courtier admonishing the emperor, "You don't have a different kind of blood, forcibly devouring it. The crystal nucleus will seriously pollute your life mark!"

The imprint of life obeys the natural law of the weak eating the strong. Among the many species, the imprint of human life can only be regarded as the bottom layer, not even the imprint of the living corpse.

Therefore, human beings can only destroy the life imprints higher than themselves through processing methods, and then absorb the fragments, fuse new gene fragments, and gradually strengthen their life imprints.

By directly absorbing the complete life mark, a more complete and powerful gene sequence can be obtained, and more energy supplements can be obtained, but it will also be infected by the instinct of the species in the foreign life mark.

Unless you have a strong enough alien bloodline. For example, the devil princess Aaliyah, the life mark of the Balrog is in the food chain

At the top of it, it can swallow most of the species in the multiverse.

But Qiao An is a pure-blooded human. Perhaps the blood of the Malan royal family is stronger than that of ordinary people, but it still hasn't jumped out of the category of humans.

Although he is a little king now, and the strength of his life mark is much higher than that of ordinary people, he cannot swallow the crystal nucleus too much, otherwise he will be affected by extreme emotions such as the brutality of mutant creatures and bloodthirsty, causing confusion, hallucinations, and becoming human. No ghosts or ghosts.

"As a monarch, I have no choice." Qiao An clenched his fists. "The king's power fell by the side, and the demon girl is ruining the world."

"The millennium foundation of my Malan royal family seems to be destroyed..."

"When the time comes, what face will I have to meet my father?"

Qiao An's voice was full of sadness.

"My king..." Lanster stepped forward, holding Qiao'an's hand, "I will be by your side at any time."

"Even if it is hell, I will go with you." There was firmness and determination in the eyes like sapphire.

"thank you……"

"My dear friend."

After a while, the two regained their former calmness and indifference.

"The development of that world fragment may have to be advanced." Qiao An pressed the back of the oak chair and said, "I need more demon crystal nuclei, at least above the lord level."

Only the devil can fight the devil.

Aaliyah owns half of the Balrog bloodline, and Triliss is conceived through the placenta and also obtains a part of the demon bloodline.

What Qiao An swallowed just now was a demon crystal nucleus. He will obtain a part of the demon's genetic sequence to enhance his power, but there is also the risk of being backlashed.

"Is it too early?" Lanster hesitated. "Our people are not really mature yet."

"If you want to achieve a great cause, sacrifice is inevitable." Qiao An raised his head and stared, as if his gaze passed through the layers of barriers, looking at the mountains and rivers of the kingdom. Built on?"

"I see." Lanster stroked his chest with one hand, bowing in salute.

At the same time, a man was furious in one of the palaces of the Silver Claw Principality tens of thousands of kilometers away.

"Pong!" "Pang!"

Antiques with a long history were smashed to pieces on the ground, ceramic shards were flying around, and metal utensils were seriously deformed.

Several women hid in the corner, tears on their faces and unclothed bodies. They hugged each other, trembling all over, their eyes were terrified, and they were obviously terrified.

The man's clothes are messy, his face is hideous, like a wounded beast.

"Qinghai, Qinghai!"

A middle-aged man in luxurious clothes came upon hearing the news. When he saw the antique fragments all over the floor, he couldn't help sighing, he was a little bit angry and helpless.

This middle-aged man is Wei Haitang, the ruler of the Silver Claw Principality, and the crazy young man is his youngest son, Wei Qinghai, the third prince of Silver Claw.

Even when his father came, Wei Qinghai didn't stop, holding a large vase in both hands, trying to smash it. But it may be that the vase is too heavy, and his hands and feet tremble, and he can't hold it at all.

This made his emotions more violent, and he kicked and beat the big vase desperately.

"Wei Qinghai!" Wei Haitang finally couldn't help but shouted loudly, "You are a dignified three silver-claw prince, but you are like a mad dog, how decent you are!"

Wei Qinghai stopped, as if power had been drawn away from his body, and turned his head swayingly, looking at his father with a strange face, as if he didn't know the person in front of him.

"Ha ha ha ha ha……"

Wei Qinghai suddenly laughed.

"I am a dignified Prince Silverclaw, hahaha, Prince Silverclaw, hahaha!"

He has a weird smile and madness in his eyes.

"What prince

, I think it's shit! "

Wei Qinghai yelled hysterically and slapped his chest vigorously, "Two years, two full years, and the person who made your son crippled is still at ease!"

"He must be laughing at you, Lord Silverclaw, what a shit!"

"A marginal town in the Red Dragon Guild is stronger than the entire Silver Claw!"

"Haha, hahaha!"

What was crushed was not only Wei Qinghai's spiritual pond, but also his man's abilities.

Since that incident, Wei Qinghai has failed. No matter how he tortured the woman, there was no response from him. What had originally brought pleasure, but now it is like chewing wax, I can't feel even the slightest pleasure.

He is now useless from head to toe, not only in terms of combat power, but also the ability to pass on from generation to generation has been castrated.

All this is caused by that humble mouse!

But two years later, the mouse is still at ease. When he thought of the other party holding the Moon Canglian that he had dreamed of, and casting a scornful look at him, he was going crazy with hatred.

"you!"

Wei Haitang's eyes widened in anger, and he raised his palm to hit, but he was too late to get it off.

Seeing the madness of his youngest son, Wei Haitang felt like a knife. Wei Qinghai is the son of his favorite concubine, and he has been particularly fond of him since he was a child. Now it became like this, all because of that **** guy.

In the end, Wei Haitang's slap still didn't go down, he stamped his foot heavily and left the youngest son's palace.

"Dad, I want to play Farrington!"

As soon as Wei Haitang returned to the conference hall, his second son Wei Qinghe couldn't wait to beg for his order, and wanted to go to Farringdon.

"The **** of Dongfang Xuanran and the adulterer of lizards openly lived in the shackles of the City Lord's Mansion in Farrington. I really can't swallow this tone!" Wei Qinghe said bitterly.

Dongfang Xuanran is the youngest daughter of Dongfang Xuanyuan, the lord of the Black Feather Principality, the fifth princess of Black Feather, who was once married to Wei Qinghe, the second prince of the Silver Claw Principality. Later, Wei Qinghe and a widow got better and turned a blind eye to Dongfang Xuanran.

Dongfang Xuanran washed her face with tears all day long. Dongfang Xuanyuan was furious when he learned about it, and questioned Wei Haitang to no avail, launched a war with Yinclaw, and occupied the city of Farringdon in the Principality of Yinclaw.

After that, Dongfang Xuanyuan joined the Northern Alliance and made good relations with the Red Dragon Principality. He proposed to marry Dongfang Xuanran to the second prince Fein Maris of the Red Dragon Principality, and promised to give Farrington to the young couple.

Fein Maris had a crush on Yeyang Bailiu, and asked his father Salod to go to Grayhorn City to propose to Yeyang's family, but he did not expect that Yeyang Bailiu would rather join the Iron Sisters, vowed not to marry him for life, and would not marry him as a prince. Concubine.

He was desperate, so he agreed to his father's request and combined with Dongfang Xuanran.

Due to the short period of time, Dongfang Xuanran held a wedding ceremony with Fein Maris before he could go through the divorce procedures with Wei Qinghe. This made Wei Qinghe feel that his face was lost, and Farrington was occupied, and he had been holding a grudge.

"Be safe and not impatient." Wei Haitang patted his second son on the shoulder, "I will talk about it after I have discussed with the other masters."

"I will try to persuade them to attack Farrington first."

After a while, Wei Haitang came to the conference hall.

As the surrounding people withdrew, the lights dimmed and the whole room plunged into darkness.

Then there was a flash of blue light, and holographic projections of three middle-aged men rose on the ground. They are all dressed in big fashions and crowns on their heads, with majestic faces.

They are the sovereigns of the three principalities of Red Rock, Cold Ridge, and Black Spear.

Among them, he is slightly fat, with thick eyebrows, and a husky face is Marquis Red Rock Bronze Hammer Grantham.

Slender, dressed in black and draped in black feathers, is the former commander of the Janissaries, Elvis Bartley, Marquis of the Black Spear.

The man with a sturdy figure, a tall body, and a sash dressed in animal skins is Xiao Tiehu, Marquis of Hanling.