[Full-time expert umbrella repair] How to survive in the wild with your enemies

The voice was too low, and there was a pause, "...Mu Qiu?"

'...Su Muqiu. '

Someone is calling him.

Su Muqiu heard it, but he couldn't be sure if it was a hallucination, and he couldn't spare the energy to find the source.

Drowsy, Su Muqiu's only remaining thought was the certain 'non-existent smell' he was looking for, which seemed to be much stronger in an instant.

At first, he felt that something similar to the guide's smell was stuffed into his mouth, which really relieved the senses that were out of control and overloaded for a while, but the five senses that were completely out of control were like a river and sea breaking a dike. can stop.

The sense organs that lost their mental barriers stuffed massive amounts of information into their brains, and every minute and every second was tortured by thousands of knives. Su Muqiu wished he could pull out all his nerves with his own hands.However, the out-of-control five senses suddenly disappeared, Su Muqiu felt as if his soul had come out of his body in the sudden sinking feeling, and he would rather be in pain if he could no longer feel any limbs.

This is the body's defense mechanism. He was probably stunned by the overloaded information, and sank into his own spirit at an increasing speed.

Su Muqiu couldn't distinguish up, down, left, and right, he didn't know the speed, he didn't know the passing of minutes, and he couldn't feel the subtle and excessive perception in the past. No matter how hard he tried, there was still nothing, and he couldn't help feeling panic.

Suddenly, in the deep darkness, Su Muqiu, who was supposed to be ignorant, unexpectedly felt a trace of breath.It was exceptionally clear.

He couldn't tell what it was, and he didn't even know what sense it relied on to capture it. It was like smell, mist, temperature or crackling sound at the same time, but he clearly felt familiar from it.

——It's Ye Xiu.

Su Muqiu's spirit lifted.

He could still feel Ye Xiu!This means that at least one of his senses is still functioning normally!

He racked his brains to think of a way to get out of this predicament, and suddenly remembered that all the guards are guarded, a special situation that is almost certain to die: "fugue wandering".

When the sentinel focuses too much on a certain sense, it will become unable to divert its attention on its own, just like stepping on the gas pedal downhill in a car with brake failure, and finally trapped in a mental image, consciousness locked. Into the depths of the spirit, completely disconnected from the body... and died.

All sentinels and guides bear in mind the horror and helplessness of fugue, and are always careful to avoid it.

But at this time, Su Muqiu suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly thought, if the sentinel would be too immersed in a certain sense, unable to extricate himself, and lead to a deep mental picture, would it be possible for him to focus on something that does not even exist and mobilize his whole body? Senses to catch, pull yourself back in reverse?

Anyway, that thing is practically non-existent, so he probably won't be stuck with a single sense!

Since there was no guiding element, and no medical guide was present, Su Muqiu had no choice but to follow that ethereal aura, trying to bring his consciousness back to the surface, struggling to save himself.

I hope Ye Xiu will not go far away, of course the closer to him the better... Su Muqiu prayed nervously.

Ye Xiu, who was outside, of course didn't know that Su Muqiu's consciousness was unfolding a hundred postures in his heart to survive. He only felt that Su Muqiu was burning hot all over, and his palms were down along his spine, acting according to instinct; of course, it could be him I felt hot all over, and the two of them were so close to each other at this moment, it was hard to tell whose body temperature it was.

The decorations and silver buckles on Su Muqiu's military uniform fell into Ye Xiu's bare chest, leaving light red marks, which were scalded by the heat of the two of them.

Even though Su Muqiu and the bugs in his brain were unknown, amidst the continuous deep kisses and caresses, even Ye Xiu, who always memorized the Zerg observation reports, felt a little distracted.

When he realized it, he had already hooked one arm around Su Muqiu's neck, pinching the person to him tightly, and clamped Su Muqiu's chin with the other hand, kissing him in reverse.

From time to time there was a sound of tsk-tsk-tsk between the two's lips and teeth, making people's ears red with embarrassment, but Ye Xiu gradually understood why intimacy has a very high parasitic rate, because who the hell can spare reason at this time? !

"...Su Muqiu."

Ye Xiu gasped, tapped Su Muqiu's head lightly with his knuckles, licked his lower lip, and said with a vague smile, "Could it be that the stuff inside you died, otherwise there's no movement? Or is your vision too bad, and you would rather commit suicide with you than choose me?"

He was talking about bugs, of course, and there was no sign of showing signs of being so close to each other, neither for parasitism nor for reproduction, so this flirtatious intimacy is puzzling.No matter how human-like the Zerg can imitate, they still cannot understand or enjoy this kind of behavior in essence.But Su Muqiu's reaction was very honest, his lower abdomen pushed up, and he became more and more tense during the pecking and kissing.

Ye Xiu's question was serious, but he chose to use misleading words. He simply kissed his lips and smiled faintly, intending to bully Su Muqiu, who was insane, but the latter waved his hand, and suddenly pressed against the large area between Ye Xiu's chest and abdomen. On the bruise, Ye Xiu instantly choked on the pain.

In all fairness, the strength wasn't heavy, but Ye Xiu's ribs hurt, and the merciless blow made him gasp.

Su Muqiu's whole body, from the inside to the outside, was soaked in the smell of cigar tobacco.

Ye Xiu still wanted to be on guard, rationally knowing that he should pull away, but his deep Alpha instinct began to murmur: He is your thing.

"No. He's not." Ye Xiu whispered.

The bubbling body temperature of the two of them seemed to be able to cut off the freezing cold.

.........

The two quickly fell into a meaningless rivalry, and when they finally became paralyzed from exhaustion, they hugged each other and couldn't move, Ye Xiu couldn't tell at all.

In the drowsy drowsiness, Ye Xiu felt the temperature on his body, closed his eyes and took a nap, leaving only a little attention to alert his surroundings.Before falling asleep, he shrugged his nose and vaguely realized that the smell of tobacco filling the barrier seemed to have slightly changed.

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29, 26: sound and appearance

Countless snow-white petals flew by, and people in deep black costumes passed through the archway covered with evergreen plants, and stopped on the green grass.

At this moment, there are hundreds of people gathered in this grassland, and there are all kinds of mechs and private ships parked outside. There are so many of them that they almost surround the whole area, but the grassland is strangely quiet, only the crowd Occasional small sniffling sounds.

A solemn and elegant ceremony stand stood in front of everyone, decorated with exquisite snow-white fireworks, stretching out a piece of white silk green space like a fairyland.

All these beautiful arrangements made the dark coffin on the altar even colder and more depressing. Some women simply turned their heads, wiped away their tears, and sobbed again.

Suddenly, someone rushed into the archway recklessly. While jumping off the transport platform, he fiddled with the crooked black bow tie left and right. Before he stepped on the expensive artificial green space, he was stopped by someone.

The guy who was in a hurry was not annoyed, he turned to the person who stopped him smoothly and asked, "Hey, have you started? I'm not late, am I? Just stepped on the line?"

The person blocking people was a young male with a student-like appearance, but his white regular military uniform showed that he was a sentinel belonging to the army.Obviously he looks like a cheerful and easy-going person, but his expression is very unfriendly, and he is aggressive as soon as he opens his mouth: "Ah? What are you talking about? Has it started yet? What kind of activities are there like you rushing around in such a hurry Want to participate? Sale? Flee? Avoid debts?"

"What are you talking about, little brother." The man looked at him strangely. In fact, it wasn't the only one. Several people on the grass who noticed the movement of the two of them all followed and cast slightly condemning eyes. "What other major events can happen today? The most important thing, of course, is the concern of the entire Federation, Brigadier General Su Muqiusu of the Federal Army..."

The main star of the Federation, the CR-00 module commonly known as the 'crown', is under the Unicom pipeline, the old planet Earth.

What was held here was the funeral of Brigadier General Su of the Federal Army.

After Su Muqiu's file was stamped with a bright red seal confirming his death, half a year later, this long overdue funeral was finally hosted by the high level of the federation and held with the highest standard.However, Su Muqiu's special situation allowed him to receive the honorary treatment of the general level of the Federation and was buried in the earth.

However, for some reason, several intelligent robots were arranged around the funeral venue. Each of them fiddled with the blower and sprinkled flower petals desperately, spreading out a sea of ​​flowers. Fireworks made of white silk can be seen everywhere. The human band, if not for the out of place coffin, would be like a wedding venue.

Listening to the other party, he felt that he was ignorant of the world. When he started to explain seriously, Huang Shaotian frowned, and before he opened his mouth to interrupt the other party, a black figure hurriedly intervened between the two. Fang Rui tried his best to project calm emotions, and answered first: "Cough , it's the funeral of Brigadier General Su...of course we know."

The man sighed: "This is the first time I have come back to Earth. If I hadn't received the invitation letter, I would have never had a chance in this life. I almost lost my way after getting off the traffic ship. Fortunately, there were a bunch of flowers here like filming." , otherwise I’m afraid I’ll miss it. So the funeral hasn’t started yet? It’s great that I’m not late.”

"My friend, where did you come from?" Huang Shaotian asked.

"You need to check your identity, right?" The man nodded in understanding, opened the terminal, and introduced himself familiarly: "I'm M-79... Oh no, I'm an interview reporter for the B-12 module "Starlight Weekly" .”

"Starlight Weekly??"

Huang Shaotian was confused, when the other party pushed the window of the invitation letter in front of Huang Shaotian, he didn't even look at it