Zerg: An incredible way to survive

Looking at this orc whose figure can only be described as thin, there is no sense of flesh on his limbs or body, and one can even directly touch his skeleton.

I looked at his tail and found it had been cut off. This was a very normal thing. An orc with a cut off tail was owned by someone else.

I looked at his little face, which was gray and slightly childish, but although it was dirty, he had a head of pure white hair. I touched his smooth hair and found a pair of long ears in it.

I couldn't help but feel surprised that he was still a month old.

The Moon People are a special branch of the Orcs. They are famous for their extremely high affinity for magic. They are mainly Orcs with rabbit characteristics.

The name "Moon Man" is said to come from a legend. It is said that there is a rabbit on the moon in the sky, but people who have been to the moon say that there are no rabbits on the moon, and not many people believe it.

Under normal circumstances, a young Moon Man like this would be taken for special training by his master and would not come out to take action until he grows up.

After I carefully confirmed her gender, well, I was wrong before and thought she was a male.

She's so small that she might not be able to withstand the soul-searching magic and collapse. So I'll wake her up first and confirm my previous guess.

Can I use my body fluids to exchange for the body fluids of other creatures in order to achieve the purpose of control?

The body fluids of the Zerg are a very special substance. It can be used to make shells, to make other Zerg, and some creatures will even eat the body fluids of the Zerg to replenish their own energy.

Ordinary Zerg have a core, which needs to be protected by a hard bridge. If the core is destroyed, the stability of the body fluids cannot be maintained.

However, the worm mother does not have this worry. The worm mother's body is mutual. The stability of the soul is maintained through body fluids, and the stability of body fluids is maintained through the soul.

I first fed her some of my body fluids to replenish her energy.

Then I slowly injected my body fluids into the orc's body to replace hers. The process went surprisingly smoothly and her body did not show any rejection reaction.

It may also be that humans had injected a large amount of drugs into her body before me, and her body has become accustomed to it, so there was no rejection reaction.

My body fluids have replaced her blood and are circulating in her body, and I began to read her memories through her brain.

Her memory cannot be described as vague, it should be described as scattered.

Large areas of blank space seemed to have been forcibly erased, and most of the remaining memories were filled with pain and struggle.

Then I checked her magical aptitude, it was pretty good, but not as high as rumored, maybe that's why she was abandoned.

Finally I woke her up and blocked her five senses to avoid any other accidents.

She suddenly opened her eyes and found herself lying in a pitch-black space. She wanted to turn her head to look around, but found that her body could not move. She began to panic.

This is my voice slowly sounding: "You are awake. Do you remember who you are?"

She heard my voice and blinked in a daze.

Then I loosened my control over her a little, and she seemed to notice something, so she started to control her throat and made some babbling sounds.

Hearing the sound she made, I began to doubt her age. She is so old, can't she speak?

Then I completely let go of my control over her, and the moment I let go she jumped up and moved towards me.

I didn't dodge, but let her hold me. She seemed to be very afraid of the dark space and curled up her whole body in my arms. I could only comfort her while signaling to Fan Shuang to bring some lighting.

After a while, Fan Shuang took a glowing crystal and waved it in front of me. The little beast in my arms seemed to see the light source, and it felt a little relieved and stopped trembling.

Then he kept babbling to me.

She even nudged herself in my arms, with a bit of a coquettish look on her face.

A little unsure, I checked her memory again, but I couldn't find any memory of her parents in her brain.

Then I searched in the tradition, and I only found a similar statement, which said that when animals are afraid, they will try their best to protect creatures that are related to them to increase their sense of security.

But her blood has now been completely replaced by my body fluids. Can she feel it like this?

I opened her mouth with my hands, but I couldn't see her tongue. Her throat was also slightly damaged. It seemed that this was the reason why she couldn't speak normally.

Then I taught her in my head how to control my body fluids and taught her to condense a tongue on the spot.

She felt a lot more knowledge in her brain, and there was a force pulling her, causing her to grow a brand new tongue. She seemed a little panicked, but because of the blood kinship she now had, she did not dare to separate from me.

But when I looked at her body, I saw many stains on it. Then I thought about the clothes she was wearing before, which were even dirtier. I don’t really understand why humans would keep them like this. Wouldn’t it be disgusting?

The little girl has come out of the panic of a tongue suddenly growing in her mouth, and is now trying to make some sounds to express her joy.

I heard her accent was childish and a little strange, but not particularly unpleasant. After she learned it for a while, she started calling me "Mom" all the time.

I touched her head, and she wanted to look up at me, but I pushed her down. I now looked like a slime with eyes. Even those adult humans could hardly stand it, let alone this little guy.

I have to make my own mask to cover those eyes.

After a while, several Zergs came here with a large pool of water. I had just ordered them to go to the river to fetch some water, and I forcibly pulled this little guy off me.

I held her by the back of her neck, and she curled up and began to shiver.

Seeing her trembling face, my heart softened again. I held her in my arms and immersed her in the water, and began to wash the dirt off her body bit by bit with water.

She also felt my tenderness towards her and did not resist, but let me clean her.

The washed little guy has an indescribable charm, but it is not quite appropriate to use this description to describe a child, but this may be the talent of the orcs.