[Science Fiction Interstellar GL] Queen of Worms

In short, no matter what, Verdandi sat numbly on the chair outside, gnawing on the grilled sausage, while doing the calculations.A mimic walked past her, trying to pretend not to see her, but Emperor Verdant called him back anyway—she thought, it’s really not good to imitate people too much, maybe this is why the empress is always worried about her team One more reason.Emperor Verdan restrained himself from thinking about what kind of thing he was again, and stuffed a star coin and his flagon into the mimic's hand:

"Just fill me with whatever you want."

But there are benefits too.Many times you don't have to tell them what to do, they also know what you want to do.She ate the last bite of the sausage, and the taste of starch still lingered between her teeth, making her lick her teeth.Whenever Emperor Verdan was in a bad mood, she would keep eating, keep eating, and then grab some of the excess fat and turn it into parts of the mimic.That's why she's always been so thin.Thinking of the word "slim", Emperor Verdan looked down.

"...No, it would still be weird if there was fat."

She patted her chest, then picked up the fried noodles that were set aside, and started to eat them.The underground city has its own rules for judging the time. It can be seen that it is about a little past 13:[-], which is just right to pretend to have something to eat.Although Emperor Verdan really doesn't need these energies, eating something can always make people... or worms feel better.Angrily, she bit the fried noodles that could exercise her cheeks, and pressed the communication pad to transfer the money to the maintenance of the parts of the Noren.Although it can be repaired for a few more years, the outer wall of the Noren was corroded again because Ye Mengjia touched it with his silk feet full of curiosity.

Because of this, she and Ye Mengjia were angry for several days, so the queen just broke off two pieces of tissue from the rotten giant and gave them to her.Anyway, she just gets angry!Of course that guy Yemengard didn't understand, and he didn't quite understand it.

However, it is also very happy not to know those.

She thought so, and then shoved everything into her mouth suddenly.When he stood up and was about to leave, Verdante saw the portable nutrient beside him and put it in his bag.While thinking that it was time to leave d20 quickly, she walked towards the stairs. D20 is a very strange planet - it was not established for this purpose when it was established, but for another military purpose.So its core is a large brake furnace, and there is an unimaginably thick outer shell.If you want to lead from the inside of the d20 to the outside, there are only three exits, and these three exits will be closed with time. It seems that the shell of the d20 is subtly divided into two layers, which will move in opposite directions.

If I remember correctly, now is the time to open the black iron exit.

Emperor Verdan looked towards a place that was only about 20 minutes away.There is the long and long staircase where the exit is located. Although it is a staircase, there have been elevators over the years, sticking out of the ground like the claws of a monster.

While Emperor Verdan was watching——

"……what?"

She was talking to herself, but her feet quickened her pace.Everything around has become so illusory... as if it lost its color, the crowd, buildings, sounds, smells, only left a very ethereal existence in Emperor Verdan's memory.She only remembered her footsteps, breathing, and the scene that seemed to be frozen in amber—as long as eternity, and as fast as the snap of a finger.Black debris fell from the tower, it was...

She obviously took a long time to understand the problem.She prided herself on being fast in her understanding, but she was still stupid when the moment came, thinking with difficulty,

what is that?

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When she saw the first corpse, the mimics had already turned into flying insects and rushed up to investigate, and told her that the above was completely blocked.In fact, she just wanted to be sure, some of her channels had already told her many things.Emperor Verdan asked her mimics to extract the most needed information as much as possible, and when they turned into flies to find her, she inadvertently looked up——

"...What is this?"

Emperor Verdan said in a daze.

I don’t know if you have any memories, but you might as well mention it here again: the red dots on the inner sky dome of d20 used to flash—originally everyone only thought that those were some equipment used for chemical purposes.But now when they collectively lit up row by row like an electronic wave, Emperor Verdan realized that this place was definitely more than just a blockade.She patted her chest to suppress those irrelevant emotions, and then began to stuff her subordinates into the bottle one by one, and then put them back into her pocket.Now it is just after 14 o'clock, and there are still 5 hours until the new day, and the red copper door will be opened.

But that port is on the other side of the city, and it will take almost 3 hours even by car.And according to her tip, someone over there is already trying to climb to the top.However, according to Emperor Verdan's illusory premonition, she could feel—

"It's a big event."

She whispered to herself.Then in an instant, Emperor Verdan's mind quickly associated those two siblings.An ominous smell was associated with it, and her head thumped.If all these things are really connected...whether it is today's gathering day of mercenaries, or the giant ships of the empire lead the team, or this place has existed for a long time, but no one (the mercenaries don't even know whether they will live or die tomorrow) I don’t know, naturally I won’t worry about myself) The scenario I imagined, it’s not good...

And assuming that this group of people knew her identity?

So... Although it was unlikely, she still took out the note and called the number on it.She skillfully connected the line:

"...Hey, do you love Cheryl?"

"I said you'd call me."

The other party's cold voice came, and he said a question that was unanswerable as always.

——Yes, yes, I know, you are super powerful and know everything.Rolling his eyes secretly, Emperor Verdan stuffed the note back into his bag indiscriminately, and responded with a drawn out voice:

"I want to ask you...you know? What's going on now?"

"I do know,"

She paused.At the same time, Emperor Verdan was thinking about how to get to the jurisdiction below the red copper, she looked at the city full of worry.Human beings cannot face death calmly, no matter when it is.Being afraid of this emotion is the biggest difference between a worm and a human... Anyway, she felt that way.This is not just a blockade, for d20, if the three exits cannot be opened, it will be a catastrophic consequence.Chaos, fighting, robbing, betrayal, never stop, human nature... never changes.

Before that, Cheryl took up the topic:

"Speaking of which, what kind of place do you think d20 is?"

"Super lousy place."

Verdante replied mercilessly.She thought about it again, but she still couldn't bear to say that the cemetery-like place in Pirate Bay is also super bad.Who would come to work in a dark iron ball if they could?Human beings don't like closed spaces in the first place.Mercenaries will be stationed on these remote planets just because it sucks and no one wants to come.Then she heard Emcheril sigh.Then speaking of:

"The minds of your mercenaries are really...Even if you know this is the original interstellar prism cannon, you still have to build on it."

"Wait, wait for me...ah."

A crackling sound came from Emperor Verdan's earphone, and the communication was cut off.It was rare for her fine hairs to protest collectively again, but she could only turn her head hesitantly, and what she saw was the black-haired officer with a serious face pulling his gloves.Elichel's broken hair seemed to grow a little longer, making his emerald green eyes unclear, but he was neatly dressed in a military uniform (wearing a new coat), with white gloves on his hands faintly. Lightning flashed.She suddenly realized that he had overloaded her communication equipment, she couldn't help looking at him with her hips on her hips, and said slightly annoyed:

"I'm on the phone with your sister? What are you doing?"

Elichelle nodded.He looked at his watch—it was indeed something no one wore. The watch was exquisitely crafted and gold-plated, and Emperor Verdan could still hear a slight cracking sound.She was about to look over, but he raised his head and said:

"I know. But my older sister is gay."

Emperor Verdan almost fell to the ground again.This kind of thing needs to be said again and again! ! !She couldn't help thinking deeply, could she really look like the kind of slutty and wild mercenary who likes to find a woman or a man casually to spend the night together?She retorted angrily:

"I know that too. She told me... What's wrong with homosexuality?"

Elichelle glanced at her, and emphasized with displeasure:

"So I will."

"Is it okay for you not to say such things at this time... Also, please stop talking about anything first, I just want to know, what's going on?"

Emperor Verdan was annoyed by the almost leisurely state of the two siblings, and couldn't help emphasizing in a cold tone.From that word, she could only smell the original bloody smell, which made the stomach in the lower part of her esophagus, which had been recently modified, vaguely distorted or even unsuitable.That's probably why humans get stomachaches when they think of things they don't want to happen, she thought.But Elichelle just frowned slightly...

他 说:

"You come up first."

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Metia parted her hair a little, then stood up.The water waves trembled and vibrated with a strange atmosphere, as if the whole room was swaying in a trance--she just unilaterally strengthened the transmission of the spiritual channel, otherwise it would be difficult to receive the communication.

The so-called communication refers to the spiritual communication and link within the Zerg.So it doesn't matter if Metia is not on the scene, she can still transfer the detection through Emperor Verdant.The fact that even Verdante himself didn't know is that she was originally used as another spiritual beacon, so her soft body has more nerves than bones or muscles.This was a heavy burden for Emperor Verdan, so he assigned two personalities to take on other thoughts.This was originally a plan implemented to better distribute instructions on the front line, but now it seems that it has performed exceptionally well.

But Verdante was able to realize that Metia was intervening in her, and Metia was able to accept Verdante's communication.And such one-sided communication is that Emperor Verdan will often be swayed by Medea's emotions at this time, and Medea can also perceive the other party's emotions.

Just like now, Emperor Verdan realized the coercion of Metia, so he took the initiative to ask.She also has a certain right to make independent decisions, but obedience is her nature and cannot be violated.

"...Your Highness?"

Metia, who was concentrating, heard Emperor Verdan take the initiative to speak, so she ordered in a cold voice:

"Keep communicating. I can feel a huge surge of energy - Jormungandr, prepare the wormhole, in case that thing is an ultra-distance attack measure, it will not be good for anyone."

After Emperor Verdan agreed, he fell into a rare silence.After distracting herself to check Jormungandr's energy reserves, Metia was about to continue speaking, but an unexpected and strange breath came into her mind—that trace of...fear?

right.That's fear... It flashes by, like footprints in the dark, with no obvious intention, but subtle in its atmosphere.Metia laughed dumbfounded... After all, it still retains a mixture of human thinking.She gently swept away the trace of fear from her thoughts, and then reminded Emperor Verdan in a cold tone:

"If something really happens to you, Aphrodite will ask me to forward more than a dozen health messages to you every day. I hope you can cherish this body for a few more years."

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"Uh!"

Emperor Verdan quickly covered his mouth.But the voice still came out uncontrollably. She wanted to control her diaphragm angrily, but she heard the empress rarely laugh, followed by an impatient voice:

"Go back to sleep for me."

"Uh!!"

While hiccupping, she thought that the queen must have driven the little thing back to the bed, and when she saw Elichel looking at her, she returned to her expressionless face, looking quite fierce.She quickly covered her mouth and sat back in her seat obediently.Fortunately, Elixier has no further interest in this, otherwise she really can only find a vulgar excuse of being hiccupped by the fighter:

After all, she has never been on a dragon eagle before.