hunt and eat

Not caring about his elder brother who was suddenly kicked in the face by an elf deer and rolled on the ground, and the girl who was blushing and hurried to help the former, Thagul just opened his diary, and a few words The pen wrote down a line:

【Venus Squad, established today. 】

[Also... If nothing unexpected happens, Big Brother may have to take things too seriously in the future. 】

……

Chapter 139 Our Story

"Unconsciously, we have so many partners."

In the noisy tavern, Tagul looked at the noisy group members sitting around a table, and smiled at Neva who was sipping blue fruit wine.

"By the way, you really like this drink...is it called [Whale Falling Story]? Can't you change the flavor once in a while?"

"Like something more masculine..."

Glancing at Tagul, Neva took the napkin from the burly man in bartender uniform, wiped his mouth and nodded his thanks, "No.30 reiterated three times... I hate absinthe."

"Hey, try it and you won't die~" Thagul slapped the counter vigorously, and picked up a heavy wooden wine barrel from under the counter with one hand.

The turbid wine continuously spilled out from the opening above, bringing out a strange and pungent smell.

The moment he saw this wine barrel, the tall bartender beside him suddenly had blue veins popping out of his forehead.

"Tagul, you step on the horse... Isn't this the nearly 80-year-old base wine in our family? Where did you come from..."

Thagul, who realized that he was too complacent, was silent for a rare moment, then squinted at one side of his foot, and said falteringly:

"Then what...Silbazz, you may not believe it, but when I passed by your wine cellar today, the door opened by itself."

"Will you please look at me when you say this?" Silbaz, who was more than two meters tall, put his hands on the counter and looked down at Tagul, who was dodging his eyes.

Then, as if remembering something, he tentatively asked: "You just took this altar?"

If it's just this jar of base wine, then it's not a big problem.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this issue was mentioned, the sweat beads visible to the naked eye on Tagul's forehead began to secrete crazily, flowing more and more, and it was about to develop in the direction of Huangguoshu Waterfall.

Now, even the careless person can see that something is wrong.

"Ah, so there are other wines... Waganai, Yimi Waganai, when I arrived, there was... only this barrel."

Tagul's eyes flickered, and he said in an erratic tone.

A sneer came out of the corner of his mouth, and Sirbaz, who was gradually calming down due to excessive anger, hugged his chest and said, "It's okay, there are impression flowers in our wine cellar, I will watch the replay of the scene later. It's all clear."

Before he finished speaking, Silbaz noticed that the originally noisy voices around him gradually quieted down.

As if realizing something, he glanced at the surrounding people in disbelief, gritted his teeth and said, "You all have a share?"

I don't know who took the lead first. In just three breaths, except for Neva and Sirbaz, all the male members of the [Venus] hunting group started to go crazy towards the outside of the tavern like a swarm of lemmings. flee.

Among them, the fastest one was their team leader, the natural disaster-level hunter Thagul.

"Stop...don't try to run!"

He picked up a giant ax from the shelf behind him, and in a rage, Silbazz crashed into the wall of his tavern, chasing him out with the vigor of a ghost.

In the tavern, feeling the cold wind blowing continuously from the big hole, Neva tightened her clothes helplessly.

"What a bunch of idiots who have never changed their ways..."

Time goes by

Some years later, in the middle of the night, with the help of an oil lamp on the side of the table, Neva bowed his head at his desk and kept writing something in a thick diary.

[Today is a very lucky day.

Among the newcomers who joined the group, there is a very special child. It is the first time I have seen that kind of thirst for knowledge, as well as unrestrained imagination and creativity in my 20 years.

To be honest...gives me the illusion of looking in a mirror, hehe. 】

Slowly putting down the pen and paper, Neva bowed his body and coughed softly.

Recently, his physical condition has inexplicably started to deteriorate again.

Especially a while ago, at the celebration reception after the end of the crusade against the Snake King Dragon, everyone panicked because he suddenly vomited blood and fell into a coma. In the end, everyone didn't even dare to celebrate.

You are such a disappointment, Neva.

Picking up the crutch next to the desk, Neva limped to the window, looking at the lively crowd in the distance, his eyes were full of envy.

"If only my body could be as healthy as a normal person's, that would be fine."

……

"Why are you still awake?"

Looking at Tagul who was still unconscious on the hospital bed, Neva with a dignified expression asked the man carrying a giant umbrella.

"It's good to be able to save one's life. Who do you think this guy was fighting before?" The man patted the bright red word "medicine" tattooed on his chest, "You should be lucky, if Tagur hadn't suddenly gone berserk, everyone would have died." To explain in the hands of the black dragon.

"Okay, Fengxian, let's not say a few words." Feng Xing whispered and shook her head towards the fellow from Yanhuo Village.

The latter snorted and said nothing more.

Day and night cycle, three days passed quickly

But Tagul still showed no sign of waking up.

That night, Neva was by the side as usual.

Although he kept flipping through the recently successful experiment data in his hand, he didn't feel any joy in his heart.

The handsome facial features, which were exactly the same as Tagul's, were all twisted into a ball inadvertently.

Suddenly, a strange noise came from the bed.

Stunned, Neva hurriedly stood up from the chair and looked at the bed in surprise.

On the bed, Tagul lowered his head and straightened up silently.

"tower……"

Before Neva could ask, he met...a pair of inexplicably cold dead eyes.

The rest of the words are completely stillborn like this.

Neva had never seen such a look in his brother's eyes, and for a moment, he even had the illusion that the stranger in front of him was an irrelevant stranger.

"Are you okay?" Despite the weird situation, Neva was still worried about Tagul's injury and asked repeatedly.

What answered him was an extremely cold palm.

Before he even had time to react, Neva's body, which was not even as good as that of ordinary people, was slowly lifted up by Tagur's neck with one hand.

"Goo~hiccup...Tagu..." Feeling the increasing power of his palm, Neva, who was having difficulty breathing, made a vague and indistinct sound in pain, trying to wake up Taguer who suddenly didn't recognize his relatives.

Unfortunately, it still didn't work.

Just a second before he was about to lose consciousness and his vision gradually plunged into darkness, a cold voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar suddenly sounded from his ears.

"This sacrifice is unexpectedly long-lasting. It has been 18 years and is still alive... Should it be said that it is a compatriot with the same mother?"

"Then... let's start the No. 13 plunder."

A shrill scream suddenly sounded from the room.

Half a minute later, Silbaz smashed the door and rushed into the house.

What I saw in my eyes was Neva, who was completely paralyzed on the ground, clutching his neck, and Tagul, who was standing there quietly at a loss.

"Neva...what's the situation?!" Feng Xing, who broke in after him, tried to help Neva who fell in the corner, but found that no matter how much he helped him, he couldn't help him up.

It's like...the legs are completely useless.

As if realizing something, Feng Xing looked horrified, and slowly turned her gaze to Neva's two legs, with an expression of disbelief all over her face.

"Cough~cough" Coughing in pain, Neva, who seemed to be coughing up his internal organs, leaned against the wall covered in sweat, and looked at Thagul, who hadn't recovered yet, his eyes were full of pain and despair.

But until the end, he didn't reveal anything about what happened before.

"So this is ah……"

These were the last words he left before being taken away by the subordinates of the science troop.

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1 Forty Chapters Our Story

The violent mountain wind blew across the hills, and above a platform, a white-haired young man was sitting in a wheelchair, silently watching the huge warships approaching from the distant harbor.

"Teacher, it's windy, let's go back to the lab first?"

Behind the man, a boy wearing glasses and curly black hair, about fourteen or fifteen years old, whispered next to the young man.

Since his teacher's lower body was completely paralyzed five years ago, he has been in charge of her daily life.

Originally, the head of the group refused to say anything, saying that he would bring Master with him, but in the end he was persuaded by the latter.

As the head of the Science Corps and the second-in-command of the Venus Star Hunting Group, he didn't have much time to travel around the mainland, and even the original command work was handed over to other people.

Of course, all of the above are rhetoric.

The boy knew very well the real reason why the master rejected the leader.

Their experiments involved too many taboos, and they must not let others know.

In addition, I don't know if it's my own illusion, since the paralysis, the master seems to have a very strong vigilance and defense against the leader.

Long before those forbidden experiments even began.

The most intuitive manifestation is the [anti-swallowing] armaments and the special dragon-sealing stakes for the human body that have appeared one after another in the research room.

Although he was well aware of these abnormal situations, the boy never asked half a word from the beginning to the end.

No matter what Master wants to do, he will follow without hesitation.

This is his... no, the unanimous belief of the entire science team.

This man... is the [Venus] that can truly lead everyone to hope.

"Let's go... Are today's offerings ready?"

"All the data have been adjusted, and the relevant experimental records will be destroyed as usual after the ceremony."

Neva, who was pushed by the boy in the wheelchair, thought of something, covered her head, and sighed deeply.

"Bodordo, it's been... hard work for you."

A smile slowly bloomed on the boy's face, and he lowered his head and smiled calmly, "It's me who should say thank you, teacher."

"It was you who gave us these aliens a place to stay."

"Alien...?" Neva was leaning on the armrest, dragging one hand on the side of his cheek, narrowing his eyes slightly revealing a mysterious blue light, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved.

"That's nothing but the lies of the ignorant."

"In the final analysis, instead of classifying us believers of knowledge and truth as aliens, those weak and ordinary people are the real aliens in this world."

Looking at the looming buildings in the distance, which are completely different from this world in terms of shape and structure, and revealing a strong futuristic style, Neva laughed softly:

"After all, this world...is not so gentle that even ordinary people can live happily."

……

"The experimental data has been checked...the corpse is recovered, and the second-level undead mutation remains, waiting for [The Burner] to deal with."

"The spare experimental body has started to be cultivated, and it is expected to be completed within 20 days."

"The inventory of the ancient dragon's spinal cord and soul fragments is insufficient, please replenish them in time"

"Received... [Eliminator] is under maintenance and cannot be dispatched for the time being. [Unclean] is expected to leave in three hours."

"[Cultivator] stay behind."

In the pale underground laboratory, researchers in gray clothes are busy coming and going.

Humans... dragonmen... even orcs, you can see the existence of almost every intelligent race here.

But compared to the mutual exclusion of the outside world, all races here are as harmonious as a family.

Although they have different genes and different cultural education, but excluding these physical differences, the beliefs and souls of each of them are so similar.