How the Zergs were Made

Chapter 711 Talk

During the process of science popularization, the collectors paid attention to the reaction of the suzerain of the Shuntian sect.

Otherwise, if you pour everything into the other person's brain at once, I'm afraid that the other person will go crazy. It is really very difficult for an individual whose world view is still limited to the round sky to understand what the universe is.

In the end, the science popularization was successfully completed, and the suzerain of the Shuntian sect did not go crazy.

After the popularization of science, the collectors don't care how much the suzerain of the Shuntian sect understands, as long as the aborigine can have a basic concept, that's enough.

Know why I want you to know this? the gatherer asked.

I don't know about the mausoleum, so please ask God Titanium Pillar to explain it clearly.

Knowing the true form of the amoeba and its boundless power, the suzerain of Shuntianzhong regarded the amoeba as a race that reached the top of the realm of gods, and even changed the name.

Although the collectors repeatedly denied that they had nothing to do with the gods, the suzerain of Shuntian didn't change his words.

If it is not a god, how can it do things that only a god can do?

And the ever-changing ability of the collectors also coincides with the image of the invisible God that Shuntianzong believes. In the past, only the sky was invisible, but now there are more collectors of amoebas.

It's been said that I'm not a great god...

I want you to understand this because I hope that a few representatives of your race can come forward, understand our intentions correctly, and follow our instructions.

Now that you understand, you can wake up.

The Sect Master of Shuntian Sect was startled when he heard the words, but just as he was about to say something, he felt that his feet were empty, he suddenly stumbled and fell, and then fell headfirst into a large pool of water.

Submerged in the liquid, the Sovereign of Shuntian Sect was struggling instinctively. While dancing, he touched a barrier.

The barrier was very soft, and after groping along the barrier, the suzerain of the Shuntian sect finally confirmed that he was sealed in a soft container.

The suzerain of the Shuntian sect tore open the barrier with all his strength, and was exposed to the air all at once.

Puff-ha!

As if jumping out of the water, the Suzerain Sect Master instinctively expels the liquid in his mouth and respiratory tract out of his body.

This, what is this place...cough cough cough...

The suzerain of the Shuntian sect looked around. It was a pitch black environment. The light source from above was projected down, forming a circular light surface on the ground. Thanks to the light source from above, the suzerain of the Shuntian sect was able to see his surroundings clearly.

In the darkness, there are circular light surfaces on the ground. The light source from above is projected down. In the center of the light surfaces are pieces of meat, which look very soft.

what are these?

The suzerain of Shuntian Sect subconsciously glanced at the shriveled meat film under him, and suddenly realized that those pieces of meat were probably the same as his here, a soft container.

The first one to wake up, it seems that you are the one with the best qualifications among this group of people.

Suddenly, an inexplicable voice sounded.

The suzerain of the Shuntian sect was startled, and then he became vigilant, looked around, and was ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

who?

I am a gatherer.

The inexplicable voice responded.

After understanding the source of the sound, the suzerain of the Shuntian sect relaxed, saluted in one direction, and asked respectfully about the real bodies of the smooth inner flesh.

Great God, may I ask what is in these?

It's your kind. They are still sleeping and will wake up in a while.

After receiving a definite answer, the Sovereign of the Suncheon Sect settled down. He was not worried about what would happen to the same kind still trapped in the meat membrane, because if the amoeba wanted to kill them, they would definitely not survive.

Such a hopeless gap made the suzerain of the Shuntian sect not feel worried, but only in awe.

But looking at the number of meat membranes, the Shuntian Sect Master felt that something was wrong. If one person was trapped in a meat membrane, then this number would be too small. The Shuntian Sect alone had more than this number. Not to mention the other two sects, as well as the wild road of self-realization.

...Our people are more than that, what about the others? The suzerain of Shuntian Sect asked hesitantly.

They were placed elsewhere, and you and these were singled out.

The collector's answer dispelled the last worry of the suzerain of Suncheon sect.

Shortly thereafter, the fleshy membranes were broken one after another, and the natives of the planet were drilled from the inside.

Puff-ha!

Cough cough cough cough...

Coughing sounded one after another, just listening to the sound, I don't know, I thought I had entered a hospital that specializes in colds.

These are all seniors in the field of strange and strange arts, and the suzerains of the other two sects are also among them.

If the juniors who had practiced strange and evil arts saw their embarrassment now, they would probably be shocked.

After recovering from their breath, these old people in the field of weird and strange arts stood up and looked around. No one seemed panicked, because the collectors had already explained everything to them in their dreams.

After all the natives were awake, the surrounding darkness began to recede, and light gradually filled the surroundings.

The suzerain of the Shuntian sect found that they were in a large confined space, and there were a large number of eyes on the barrier. These densely packed eyes were staring straight at them, making them feel hairy.

The inexplicable voice sounded again.

We are the amoeba civilization that came from afar. This is the official meeting between our civilizations. You will conduct diplomacy with us on behalf of your civilization.

I didn't intend to intervene, but because of the special relationship, we are now giving you two choices, one is to surrender and become a vassal civilization under our jurisdiction, and the other is to refuse. We will wash away all your memories about us , including all relevant information about the strange and evil arts.

After the collector finished speaking, he returned to silence.

The suzerain of Shuntian Sect and the others didn't answer immediately. Although they didn't understand the meaning of 'vassal civilization', it didn't prevent them from understanding the concept of 'vassalization', and it was also necessary to clean all the memories related to the strange magic. Also understandable.

After some discussion, someone came out voluntarily and stared at the eyes on the barrier.

Do we have a choice?

Yes, if you choose the first one, you will know more. If you choose the second one, you will voluntarily give up all the right to know. You don't need to have any psychological pressure. No matter which one you choose, you will not die, and it will not directly affect you. The demise of your civilization, you can make a choice with confidence. The collector replied.

As soon as the word destruction came out, the heartbeat of Shuntian Sect Master and the others seemed to slow down. From this answer, they could understand two meanings. One was that the amoeba had no intention of destroying them, and the other was a hint. Amoebas have done ruinous things.

Death...

You are simply a threat... Woo!

Before the speaker finished speaking, he was held down by the person next to him, depriving him of the right to continue speaking.

Shut up! Who allows you to be presumptuous in front of the great gods!

Except for those who blocked the voice, many natives took the initiative to salute respectfully and apologize to the eyes on the barrier.

I also hope that all the great gods will not blame him for his disrespect.

The eyes on the barrier looked at them, and the answer was still the same as usual, and there was no change in the slightest because of what happened just now.

Don't have any pressure, we are more rational than you, let's make a choice.

'Choice' was placed in front of all the old people in the field of strange and strange arts again, and they fell silent.

...

After a long time, the suzerain of the Shuntian sect spoke.

I... I choose the first one.

None of the other old things expressed any objection, and agreed to this choice by default.

A very wise choice.

In the confined space, the inexplicable voice was neither happy nor sad.