attack stream of life

Hook came back very late, and like yesterday, he smelled of tobacco, perfume and wine, but now Qingchuan knew that it was not the smell of those things mixed together, but the smell of Zerg pheromones.

That is, taste.

In fact, after Hook woke up early, the smell secreted by his body was closer to bitter coffee mixed with a little perfume, and then he gave himself a needle, and it became this kind of smell of a nightclub night showgirl.

Through the book of memory, Qing Chuan learned that the body odor secreted by each of their race is different, and sometimes they also use this method to distinguish each other.

Zerg, a very interesting creature.The low-level Zerg maintains the appearance of insects, has a huge body, and has low intelligence. They are very loyal fighters and servers.People like Hook only have traces of the Zerg race, and have a few insect limbs on their bodies, making them of a relatively high class.The family of three next door has more traces of insects on their bodies, but they are generally human-shaped, which can be regarded as the middle class.

Inside the Zerg, it is usually only recognized that the same kind with a humanoid appearance is the same kind, and the low-level Zerg can only be a cat or a dog.

When he first came back, he still had many injuries on his body. The most serious one almost crossed his waist and abdomen, but after a while, these injuries have healed less than half, and it is estimated that they will all recover tomorrow.

He still ate the stuff in the hose, while Qing Chuan ate pickled fish.

Hook saw that he carefully pulled out a piece of snow-white fish fillet that could be used as a blanket for him from the big fruit core, put it on a mini disc, and cut it into pieces with a metal knife to eat.I don't know where his exquisite set of tableware came from, but it is actually a little bit bigger than his body.

The minifigures use utensils that are much larger than the standard size, like children playing house pretending to be grown-ups.

Interesting.

After becoming poor, Hook has not eaten food other than nutritional supplements for a long time, but even if he ate the best delicacy before, he did not have the elegant posture of this miniature.

In fact, the Zerg has very low requirements for food, and they don't pay much attention to it.Even if it is the royal family supported by the power of the whole country, the ingredients are rarer and more precious, and the cooking techniques are still the same, so the taste may not be better.

In this respect, the Zerg is a fairly pragmatic race.

The same is true of dining etiquette, of course, Zerg has no dining etiquette.But Hook felt that the minifigure on the opposite side looked very nice and elegant when eating.

It's just that people are so elegant, but the speed of eating is not slow at all. The food with a large core is visibly decreasing with the naked eye.

Sniffing the aroma of food at that end, Hook felt that the nutrient in his hand exuded the stench of industrial products, and it was not charming at all.So he drank the nutritional supplement in a hurry, and was going to go online to see if there was any new information today.

The result was on his desk, and at some point, a delicate wooden bed appeared.

That is obviously the big fruit core that the minifigure used as a rice bowl, the size of two adults' fists, oval.Maybe it was the one he ate in the morning, anyway, kind of confused.

The core of the fruit underneath was polished very smooth, and there was a soft mattress inside, a small quilt and a small pillow in the shape of a candy.The upper half of the core is also polished and smoothed to make a cover.This half piece of fruit core has been thinned and has exquisite hollow patterns. There are two small doors with handles on them.

Hook even found a mini bedside lamp, battery-safe.

It's not like a bed, it's like a beautiful work of art.

Because of the addition of such a strange bed on his desk, Hook's mood on the Internet became very different, and he suddenly had a sense of "so I'm not alone".It was as if the empty room had become a little more crowded.

Hook was born in a very high family. His family used to be rich and talented. He has never lacked friends since he was a child.However, once he fell into the dust, lost his family and everything, was framed, humiliated, and exiled here, he realized that he had no friends.

Hook, who thought he was going to enjoy a lifetime of solitude, glanced at the crib that had the same strong sense of presence as its owner.

It's not a bad thing to have such a strange guest, is it?

Qing Chuan used magic to clean the tableware, and flashed into the room, only to find his cot shaking slightly on the desk, Hook's fingers poking the cot stopped awkwardly in mid-air, and retracted under Qing Chuan's strange sight.

"Can we talk? About this." Hook pointed to his brain.

"Of course." Qing Chuan sat down cross-legged, "What do you want to know?"

"You said it can be solved, how sure are you?"

Qing Chuan remembered the dense block after block that he had seen before, like a series of chain codes, "Can you let me check again? Only then can I give you a clear answer."

Hook wanted to know if he could escape this vicious curse, so he agreed immediately, even though it was very dangerous to have his mental sea checked by a stranger.No matter how bad it is, it's bad, but now, his mental power has been completely blocked, and he has become a useless person.

Mental power is used in many places in this world, including work, study, social interaction, entertainment, etc., all of which are needed.People who have no mental power or weak mental power will be treated with a strange attitude just like the disabled people in the past.

"Should I keep my head down?"

"You can put your hand next to your ear, make a fist, or spread it out, it doesn't matter. Give me a place to stand."

Qing Chuan appeared on the back of Hu Ke's hand. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on his temple.Compared with normal people, Hu Ke's spiritual sea is very powerful, and it is surrounded by a layer of other people's spiritual power.It’s fine if it’s just enveloping it. Obviously, this layer of mental power is harmful, eroding Hu Ke’s original mental power a little bit.

It absorbs the energy of Hook's spiritual power, continuously grows itself, and then seals this group of spiritual power more tightly, and then increases the speed of absorbing spiritual power, in a continuous vicious circle.

But the most interesting thing is that Hook's spiritual sea was so blocked, but he didn't dare to move in a daze, and was suppressed honestly.This reminded Qingchuan of a story about an elephant weighing several tons controlled by a thin rope.

"That's not a very tight blockade." Qing Chuan flashed back to the table, he stretched out a hand, and a model with golden light spots appeared in front of Hook, "The outer layer is the blockade, and the inside is yours." Mental power. Have you seen these little three-headed forks? They are absorbing your energy every moment to strengthen themselves."

"If you are willing to make a shock from the beginning, maybe the sea of ​​mental power will be damaged, but this layer of shackles will also be broken."

Hearing this, Hook was taken aback, "Go directly to the blockade? But..." He just wanted to say that the spiritual power of the royal family is inherently restraining them.But as soon as this idea appeared in his mind, Hook suddenly realized something.

He always thought he was a rebel, and he always wanted to break the natural class within the Zerg.But when the spiritual sea was really blocked by the royal family, he only gave up after trying a few times, and didn't put all his eggs in one basket to rush into the spiritual sea.

Because in his subconscious, he acquiesced to the rules of the royal family's natural suppression.This is the concept that has been instilled in him since he was born, and it has become a part of his thinking and is deeply rooted.

"Then what about now?" Hook didn't ignore what Qing Chuan said was 'if from the beginning'.

"It can't work now, they have become stronger. From the thin silk thread at the beginning, it has now become a heavy chain. If you attack it now, it is called a suicide attack."

It turned out to be like this, Hook felt a bit shy in his heart, but his face remained steady, "How sure are we to solve it now?"

"I can help you isolate the channel through which the blockade ring absorbs your spiritual power, so that it does not keep growing. As for the complete solution, it will take about a month, and it will not exceed three months at the latest." In fact, it can be dismantled violently now, this Compared with Qingchuan's own spiritual power, the spiritual chain is too weak.But Qing Chuan is still planning to use this in exchange for benefits, of course he won't solve it all at once.

Hook was satisfied with the answer, it was only a few months, he survived in three years, what is a few months?

Thus, Qingchuan removed the needles on the blockade ring that were used to absorb energy.

Hook felt his brain loosen, as if a headband that tightly held him had been loosened a little, and the tingling feeling of being stabbed by needles all the time was gone.

"You really don't have anything you need?" Hook asked again. He never owed anyone a favor, and just taking him in for a period of time was not enough to repay his kindness for helping him lift the blockade.He didn't expect much from this before, so he easily agreed to this kind of return.

"What I need..." Qing Chuan thought for a while, "An unowned brain that can connect to the Internet."

"can."

Regardless of the ease with which Hook promised, in fact, in the environment of personal brain control, it is not easy to get a masterless brain.It's like getting a working ID card on earth.

Perhaps it was easy for the former Hooker. At that time, he was rich, powerful and had a good future.But right now he has nothing, and he is still on such a remote planet. If he wants to get an ownerless brain, he can only go to the black market to buy it.

In the darkness, Hook opened his eyes. He looked at his desk not far away. There was a small bed like a work of art on it. Through the hollow pattern, he could see a small white bag bulging inside.

When he listened deliberately, the slight regular breathing sound could reach his ears all the way.

The next day, Hu Ke went out to work as usual, and Qing Chuan urgently made two sets of clothes for himself out of light fabrics, the most important thing was soft and close-fitting underwear and shoes that fit his feet.Without suitable leather materials, he made himself two pairs of old Beijing cloth shoes.

Then, it's live time.

Of course, it is not a live broadcast for the general public.Because of the first live broadcast room of the live broadcast skill, its mandatory binding function does not distinguish between friend and foe.Qingchuan is worried that some local residents who have watched him face each other will also become viewers in the live broadcast room.

Going back to the live broadcast, aha, it's fun.

Although he will pay attention not to look at the people here for more than ten seconds.

Considering this hidden danger, opening a public live broadcast room in the future will only be the time for the final battle.

Does that mean it will no longer be broadcast live?no.He chose an audience and opened another live broadcast room, that's right, a couple live broadcast room, and opened a live broadcast room just for Wei Ge alone.

The skills upgraded not long ago did not increase the duration or anything else, but allowed another live broadcast room to be opened, and the live broadcast objects could be designated within 30 people.

Not sure if there is a monitor here, Qingchuan chooses the space blockade mode, and splits out a small dimensional space, which will not affect anyone or anything in the main space.

Yesterday he wanted to broadcast live to Wei Ge about his current situation, but at that time his clothes were disheveled and it was not suitable for him.So until now, he was dressed reasonably and started the live broadcast.

"Xiao Ge, I have come to a high-dimensional civilization, and everything is fine. There is only one little accident..." The camera took pictures of Qingchuan and several things around it, "Yes, as you can see, my body size It seemed out of place with what was around."

When Qingchuan said this, he spread his hands, looking a little helpless, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't come to the giant country. Instead, I shrank."

"I'm about as tall as a relatively large apple now, but it doesn't affect my movement, and I have enough self-protection ability."

He let the live camera turn around the whole room, "Now I'm temporarily staying in an aborigine's house. This is also where the corpse of the monster was sent, but I haven't found it yet."

"The origin and whereabouts of the monster are very important clues."

"I went out for a walk yesterday. The aborigines here are insects that have evolved into human forms. The low-level insects are like enlarged insects. The appearance of high-level insects is similar to that of humans, but there is still a part of the original shape on their bodies. They Can use spiritual power, each Zerg has its own special talent attributes, and various weapons that go with it."

"More specific news will take some time. But what is certain is that, in terms of force value, this civilization is basically crushing human civilization. If it is this civilization that attacks human civilization, then we really need to do something. Ready to go."

Qing Chuan talked about some information he collected after he came here. He wandered around the area very cautiously yesterday. There are many people in the area, and most of them have heavy insect marks on their bodies. much smaller.

And at present, it seems that these people are not living well. They often quarrel and complain about financial difficulties.

And the strange thing is that there are many families nearby that are very strange. There are very few families composed of men and women. Many families are formed by two men and then adopt a few children, basically all of them are boys.

Are there so few women?Or is this place a bit special because the resources are too few and too poor to attract women?

Qingchuan didn't send out his monsters to search the monster corpse processing factory, because since people in this world have learned to use spiritual power, they may have also developed instruments to test mental power.And monsters, they have spiritual power, otherwise what is the medium for using various skills and spells?

The safer ones are monsters with different space attributes, such as mirror monsters that live in the mirror space.

So, isn't it possible to use paper puppets?

Yes, yes, but in the interstellar world, there will never be a shortage of monitors. No matter how fast the paper figurine is, it is still an entity. If you look back at the monitor and see a piece of paper flying around, it will also attract attention.

Anyway, now that he's here, things are much easier.Qingchuan has already marked the space point here, looking back now the body of the terracotta figurine is broken, he returns to his own body, and can come back along this mark.

At that time, he could even bring a group back.

The only thing Qingchuan is worried about now is whether this act of destroying human civilization is private or official.

If using humans to create superbugs is illegal here, it is a private criminal act by some people.Then they can get rid of this part of the Zerg.Otherwise, they have to be prepared to confront the entire Zerg civilization head-on.

Assuming the worst-case scenario, the destruction of human civilization is legal.Qingchuan had to ponder whether he could stir up the melee within this civilization.They have consumed a lot of combat power internally, so their missionaries can fish in troubled waters.

Creating a civil war that indirectly leads to a war in a civilization will definitely lower their score, but comparing the two, it is more cost-effective to keep more fires of human civilization.

Three hours later, the live broadcast ended, and there was still an hour before the homeowner came back, so Qingchuan took a shower and washed his clothes by the way.

When Hook returned home, he found a mini shelf in the corner of his bathroom. There were also miniature toiletries on it. It seemed that they were all handmade, polished with wood, and there were also small mirrors and small towels.

There is also a bathtub next to the storage rack, which is very familiar. Oh, isn’t it made of the huge fruit stone?Is this kind of fruit core produced in this miniature's house?

And all of the above, the other side is covered with a square transparent cover.

Hook: I don't know why, but I feel a little disgusted.

When he took a shower, washed his clothes, and dried them on the balcony, he found a drying rack made of tree branches on the platform by the window.It may be to prevent it from being blown away by the wind. The bottom is pressed down with pebbles, and the clothes hanging on it are also clamped with clips.

In addition to the ill-fitting baggy suit he had seen before, there were other new outfits that appeared overnight.Formal wear, casual wear, bathrobes, pajamas, slippers and more.

Hook couldn't help looking at his two sets of self-repairing battle suits that would never be changed for thousands of years, and couldn't help but wonder, "Did I live a rough life?"

This questioning of their own lives came to a head when the two enjoyed their own dinner.

Qing Chuan didn't directly open the fruit to eat ready-made food like the previous few times, but prepared it half an hour in advance. He took out a small stove with charcoal burning inside, and a round iron plate on top. There is an armrest on one side.

Hook silently watched as he dripped a drop of golden vegetable oil on the hot iron plate, then took out a large piece (compared to his size) of snow-white fish, cut it into more than twenty small pieces, and simply salted it Cook for 2 minutes, spread egg wash on both sides, sprinkle a little unknown powder, and start frying.

This small piece of snow-white fish meat was fried until it was crispy and golden, and it must be mouth-watering after being magnified a hundred times.

It was not enough to fry the fried fish fillets in two big basins. Hook saw that he had stirred the batter again, poured it on the iron plate, pushed it away with a wooden spoon, added egg liquid and some finely crushed algae Spread the sauce, put a piece of chopped green vegetables, and cut sausage slices, roll them up and put them aside.

In this way, a large pot of fried fish fillets and a large pot of burritos are ready relative to the size of the opponent.He also had a wooden bowl, and poured some freshly squeezed juice—it was really freshly squeezed, and the juice was squeezed out of a dark red outside and white and crystal clear inside.

Hook looked at the food on the small table over there, and silently took the nutritional supplements to the kitchen.

"What type of job do you have?" Qing Chuan finally asked this question when he saw the other party come back with injuries for the third time.

He thought that the Zerg's job was probably something like black boxing or beast fighting, but unexpectedly Hook said, "I'm a safety equipment tester."

"Security equipment?" Where is it safe?

"That is to test, in the worst case of accident, whether the safety protection props we carry with us can save our lives. Many jobs require the most basic mental power, but this job does not require the participation of mental power. Because we will use it subconsciously Mental power protects oneself, but this test needs to completely eliminate the interference of mental power."

Hook is now able to face this reality with a calm mind, the proud son of heaven, has been reduced to the point where he needs to use this method to survive.

The interstellar civilization that Qingchuan stayed in before has basic benefits, which can guarantee the minimum survival guarantee for citizens.But it's different here. The Zerg worship the strong and despise the weak. They don't have this kind of basic welfare guarantee, and the weak have no right to survive.

Oh, except for the royal family in Zerg.

Hook lost his power, even the advanced Zerg was useless, and the social level fell to the lowest in an instant.Most of the Zerg who offended the royal family died, tortured to death, and Hook exchanged all his property for his own survival.

It can only be lived, the Zerg has no spiritual power, and there is no body of a low-level bug, which is worse than waste.

Many Zerg who had encountered him before couldn't stand the gap and committed suicide.Hook endured all the contempt and insult.Now he must thank himself who did not choose to kill himself three years ago, otherwise how could he meet the hope of Qingchuan at this time?

"Tomorrow, I want to go outside and have a look. Is it convenient to follow you to experience it?"

"Surveillance equipment is everywhere. If I can live with it, I'm fine." Hook agreed to the request.Qingchuan is his greatest hope at present, and he can agree to any harsher request.

Early the next morning, when Hu Ke woke up, Qing Chuan had already washed up and made a box of lunch, which was temporarily placed in the small world.Hook was very fast, brushing his teeth, washing his face, swallowing a tube of nutritional supplements, and then he had to go out.

Hook has a pair of hidden wings, which are usually invisible and only appear when needed.

Qing Chuan, who has also studied the Zerg race in the past few days, knows that these are the insect limbs they have after they grow up.

Not every Zerg can develop acquired insect limbs, it has to be a talent with potential.In addition to wings, there are also tail whips, feet, tentacles, etc., which look solid, but are actually "phantom limbs", which are different from natural insect limbs. They can hide and change shapes, which is an important part of the Zerg. arms.

Hook originally suggested that Qingchuan stay on his shoulders or on his head.

"No." Qingchuan rebuffed straight away, "The smell on your body makes people a little allergic, and the nose of elves is not used to the smell of Zerg pheromones." Or just not too used to the smell of pheromones after your disguise.

The smell of pheromones?Hook, who specially bought a 'natural and wild, very sexy pheromone' for camouflage, was a little curious, "In your opinion, what does this pheromone smell like?"

"It's like a man who doesn't come home at night, gets drunk in a noisy bar, and then finds a dancer with heavy makeup to dance all night." Qing Chuan expressed his feelings very euphemistically.

"..." That's right, this miniature really dislikes himself very much, which is due to the aesthetic difference of race.

I didn't expect to escape the difference in appearance, but I didn't escape the difference in taste.

Hu Ke walked according to his old habits, while Qing Chuan hid in the cracks in the space and moved along.They got into a buggy.This looks like a bus made in the shape of a bug, but it is said that this thing is a real Zerg.

That's right, the lower Zerg.There is a huge space inside its body, and then transformed into such a fully automatic, pollution-free, pollution-free and environmentally friendly bio-energy vehicle, but the space is a little smaller, with only nine seats.

"Almighty Safety Protection Tools Company." Hook swiped his bracelet on the car door, and he entered.Qingchuan successfully evaded the fare.

There were not many people in the car, and there were only three people including Hook. They ignored each other, turned on the virtual screen on the bracelet and began to refresh their brains.

About three or ten minutes later, Hook got off the car, did not go directly to the company where he worked, but continued walking for ten minutes, and then saw a dusty flat building.There is an equally inconspicuous gray sign at the door, probably the name of the company.

"I need to go through the back door." Hook said in a low voice.

They went around half a circle and found a narrow back door. Before they could go in, they almost collided with a person who came out of it.

"Sorry, are you okay?" The man was polite.

"fine."

The two passed by.

"I smell a familiar scent." Qing Chuan turned his head to look at the back of the Zerg with green eyes and very polite words.There was a smell on him, it was the smell from a monster, it stinks like a trash can in a fish market...

I found, found, you, got~

The author has something to say: Qingchuan: The target has been locked.

Wei Ge: This chapter should be renamed "My Pocket Lover".