After raising the only male insect in the whole interstellar

The sewer in the dark was quiet, An Wan looked at the time on the personal terminal, and confirmed that the first hunting day had passed safely.

After getting rid of that weird first-level bug last night, they didn't encounter any danger again. The rancid environment here can indeed suppress the Zerg's awareness of humans, and it is a natural air-raid shelter.I just don't know what happened to the other people who didn't have time to hide. This time the Zerg didn't play their cards according to common sense, and many people would probably die.

The white-haired cub rolled over on top of his head sleepily, his stomach rumbling.

"Cub, are you hungry?" Ever since raising fur balls, An Wan always kept nutrient solution in his pocket, and he skillfully tore open a strip to feed the cub.

The white-haired ball cub licked the nutrient solution perfunctorily while missing the salty and sweet taste of sea salt.Since the sea salt was fed by him, the taste has gradually become delicious, no less than a snack nutrient solution.

An Wan is different from the white-haired ball cub. He is an orthodox human being. Although he is more likely to be hungry during the growth period, he can carry a nutrient solution for five or six days. He has eaten before the hunting day, so he doesn't worry about it for these three days I will be hungry.

"Abba, there are still ten here. If you have five a day, you can eat until the end of the hunting day." An Wan frowned, "But this time the Zerg didn't follow the rules and started half a day earlier. Who knows if they will delay the end?" time?"

White-haired ball cubs don't really care when the fooders stop hunting, as long as the keepers don't get eaten.Bored and wagging its little tail, it hopped into the boy's pocket to look for snacks.

The little furball has no hands and feet, and although its tail is flexible, it is not convenient to tear the plastic tube, so it looks pitifully at the self-service snack feeding machine.

No one can resist the cute offensive of wet/lust/lust, not even a tenth-level shit-shoveling officer.

An Wan picked up the fur ball and took a deep breath: "Here you are, you are all here!"

Ah Zai happily rubbed against the boy, quickly took a gulp and swallowed the whole tube of nutrient solution, and looked up again.

An Wan fully received the hint, and her heart was filled with the satisfaction and kindness of feeding: "Come and open your mouth, ah~"

Swallowing it in one gulp, he raised his eyes for the third time.

"Want to eat another one? Come~"

Swallowed it in one gulp, raised his eyes.

"Cub...still hungry?"

Fuqiu nodded sharply.

"Have you gained weight recently, eating too much is not easy to digest..."

Before he finished speaking, the white-haired ball curled up into a ball in grievance, biting its own little tail and rolling around, whimpering softly.

An Wan: "..."

Isn't it just a nutrient solution, and it's not that I can't afford it!

The color makes the mind faint, and the ancients did not deceive me sincerely.Half an hour later, ten empty plastic tubes were dropped on the ground, and the hollowed-out breeder held up the fur ball in disbelief: "Cub, what kind of strange species are you, are you really not strong?!"

The white fur ball cub was like a child who had been praised, jumping up and down on the boy's head excitedly, the heavy fur ball went up and down, hitting An Wan's eyes with stars, and hurriedly rolled down the ball and hugged it.The baituanzi I bought was about the size of a football, and it was obvious that I had gained a lot of weight.

"You have grown up with so much energy, are you really a sick cub? Could it be that the single-cell energy value of your race is so high, otherwise how can you restrain the Zerg?" An Wan thought she had found an explanation, and she relaxed in her heart. Not a lot.He would rather go to heaven and earth to find food for the starved ghost than to see Bai Tuanzi lying sickly in his arms.

The white-haired ball cub whined proudly, but An Wan covered his mouth: "Shhh - don't be so loud, little ancestor, what if bugs are attracted?"

Without mentioning the bad things, as soon as An Wan's words fell in front of her eyes, a phantom suddenly appeared, and a huge body and fangs were projected on the wall!

An Wan held her breath and squatted down quietly, vigilantly stuck to the wall to spy, and looked in the direction of the shadow passing by.

It was a short corridor, only half a person's height. A gray mouse was squatting at the entrance of the corridor, gnawing on something. Startled by the sudden light, it swished into the depths of the corridor and disappeared.

Fortunately, it was only a mouse, An Wan heaved a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to look back, his eyes suddenly opened wide——under the dim light of the voice-activated light, a dark shadow in the corridor was bright and dark, and only the thing hanging at the entrance of the passage was clearly visible.

That's a foot.

The shoes had been gnawed by underground creatures, exposing the blue and stiff skin underneath. Half of the toes gnawed off by rats were rotten and black, and the blood had already dried up to dark red.

There is clearly a dead person in the corridor, and it is a person who has been dead for many days.

An Wan grew up in troubled times and had seen many dead people, so he knew that the most important thing to do at this time was to turn around and leave immediately. After all, the dead bodies might carry viruses or secrets that would lead to silence.

However, An Wan didn't move, because the dead body's shoes were Oufengguan's overboots, and the exposed half of the trouser legs looked like the Oufengguan's uniform.Under the leadership of Cyclops, the European Style Museum has a distinct hierarchy, which can be seen from the uniforms: the owner of the museum has a gold lace badge, the second in command has a silver lace badge, and the little boss has a black badge.

And the exposed leg of the trousers of the dead body has a silver hook thread with three circles of curling pattern, which is the standard of high-level uniforms.As far as An Wan knows, only two people in the entire Oufeng Pavilion could wear this uniform more than ten days ago. One was the former deputy hall who was killed by the third brother. Hand in hand is the new owner Han Yu.

A day ago, Han Yu was still alive and talking to him at the gate, obviously it couldn't be this rotting corpse.An Wan thought about this, but his hands trembled a little. He walked over and wrapped his hands in his coat and pulled the corpse out of the short passage. The muscle tissue that had begun to rot was not strong, and he almost tore off the leg. The rotting flesh was trembling. Drop some fat maggots.

The stench of the corpse was pungent and unpleasant, and the white-haired cub covered his nose with a cloth with a whimper, and buried it in An Wan's hair uncomfortably.

An Wan spent a lot of effort and finally dragged the corpse into the outer corridor. There was a disgusting mark on the ground from the corpse oil and rotten flesh.He stared fixedly at the left chest of the corpse, his entire face turned pale in an instant.

The uniform of the European Style Museum will have a name tag on the left chest, writing the name and position of the librarian.

I saw that the name tag on the corpse read——

Deputy curator Han Yu.

Looking up, the corpse's face was rotten and maggots had even been gnawed off the left cheek by a mouse, but the remaining half of the face was indeed Han Yu's appearance, and his height and figure were exactly the same as the "Han Yu" outside.

"If this is Han Yu, then... what is that thing outside?" An Wan shuddered.

All the clues are connected at this moment: Why is there such a big difference between the personality of Han Yu I saw and the one I investigated beforehand?Why does everyone in the European Pavilion seem to be afraid of the new owner?Why is his style completely different from that of the former boss, Cyclops?

——Because he is not the real Han Yu at all!

The real Han Yu died in the sewer more than ten days ago.

But why do they look exactly the same?

It is not difficult to copy an identical person in the Zummeng galaxy. The ignorant prisoners of war area residents know three common methods: robots, clones, and supernatural beings.

The option of a robot was first ruled out by An Wan. The new owner has emotions and thinking no less than that of a human. If he is a robot, he can only be a mechanical life-form Tianqi, and we all know that Tianqi has green eyes.It is also unlikely that people with supernatural powers, after all, supernatural powers like chameleons are very rare, and it is almost impossible to exist in post-war enslaved areas.

So, clones?

Because of a very famous K/Clone president in history, the K/Clone project was terminated a hundred years ago.However, due to the large demand in gray areas such as organ smuggling and biochemical experiments, clones have always circulated underground in Gemini, and they were still prosperous even in the last decade of the war.

Han Yu customized a cloning person for himself as a petri dish for living organs, this is the most reasonable explanation.After all, he looks like he's 25-[-], born during the height of Krone smuggling.

It is meaningless to argue who is the right one between the cloned person and the main body. They have the same genes, the same brain and heartbeat, and from a certain point of view, they are the same person.The question is how did this Han Yu die, and does it have anything to do with that Han Yu?

pat.

Just as she was thinking, a slight voice came from behind, and An Wan immediately turned around.

A pair of compound eyes with extremely uncoordinated proportions suddenly appeared in front of him, and he took a step back in horror, just happened to step on the limp carrion, almost fell to the ground, and choked his exclamation in his throat.

— Zerg!

A second-level worm suddenly appeared less than five meters behind him, and it didn't know how long it had been spying on him.

The white-fur cub that was still on top of An Wan's head almost fell due to the jolt, and cast a displeased glance at the second-level worm, as if looking at a piece of ignorant steak.Instead of controlling the bug directly, it emits pheromones that summon sea salt: the steak is too thick, and it's too small to choke.

The two pairs of steel wings of the second-level worm relaxed and drooped, with blood and unfinished shredded meat hanging from the corner of its mouth, it seemed that it had just had a full meal.After being noticed by the prey, he didn't act immediately, but let out a giggle from his chest, sometimes gloomily and sometimes excitedly staring at the boy who couldn't reach the height of his chest—the Zerg who had evolved to the second level already had the ability to "banter" and "masochistically kill" "And other emotional state - the expression is distorted like a mental patient.

He didn't make a move immediately, but became even more excited after being noticed by An Wan, staring at An Wan's reaction without blinking.It seems that he is looking forward to the panic expression of his prey, intending to fully taste their fear before devouring the flesh/body.

However, unexpectedly, the pupils of this little human constricted for a while when he first woke up, and he ran away without turning around.The second-level worm felt a little bored, and with a slight flap of its wings, it was ready to deal with this frightened and weak-legged meat animal.

The little human suddenly said, "Hello, Zerg."

The second-level worm suddenly became interested again, because the voice of the little human was very calm, he was very curious, his throat was rumbling, and it took him a long time to utter two words that he could barely recognize: "Don't... escape?" Then he grinned grinningly, "It will be eaten."

An Wan put both hands behind her back and squeezed them together. Only in this way could she stop the trembling of fear.It is impossible for him not to be afraid of Zerg, ten

The author has something to say: the instinctive memory of being hunted for five years is desperately urging him to escape, but only yesterday was a human being swallowed alive in front of him.

But useless fear and fleeing will only make him die faster, he must calm down to survive PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, which is not impossible.

because--

An Wan quickly glanced diagonally behind the second-level worm. The smart worm she met yesterday was lying quietly on the ceiling of the corridor, quietly merging into the wall, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.The moment one person and one worm crossed their eyes, they reached an alliance. Haiyan wanted to protect the white-haired ball cub, while Anwan wanted to live.

The second-level worm has absolute level suppression against the first-level worm. If it is alone, this first-level worm who does not know when to catch up will definitely lose, so An Wan must create opportunities for him.

"Are you hungry?" An Wan asked calmly.

Haiyan quietly opened its steel wings, like two guillotines that were gradually sharpening, hanging above the head of the unsuspecting second-level worm.He can't move too fast, the abnormal movement of the airflow will arouse the other party's vigilance.

"No, I'm hungry... temporarily." The second-level worm moved closer curiously, moved his nose, and smelled a very faint fragrance from the prey.

It smells so good, the second-level worm thought, smelling it made me a little hungry again.

An Wan saw that the Zerg was curious about her calmness, so she rolled her eyes on purpose: "If you're not hungry, why would you eat me? Why don't you keep me by your side, and eat it directly when you're hungry next time, so much effort. .”

The guillotine opens and closes at 90°, which is still 45° away from the best angle of cutting force.

The second-level worm was stunned, and then laughed loudly: "I eat you, evolve! Hungry? The Zerg, not afraid of hunger!" About to turn around.

An Wan's face changed suddenly, her heart jumped into her throat, and she subconsciously took a step forward: "Wait!"

The second-level worm paused, and his expression became confused when An Wan yelled loudly, and he was really dazed for half a second.

Half a second is too much for the Zerg with a maximum wing flapping speed of 200 times per second.

Haiyan opened the steel wings to the maximum without hesitation, and slashed down!The second-level worm was caught off guard and beheaded with a blow, and his head was thrown into the air. He kept a blank and empty expression until his death.

At the same time, after An Wan drank those two words in a hurry, she felt that her pitifully little mental power was drained, as if her brains and blood were drained as well. Neurons are firing abnormally like crazy.

An Wan let out a muffled grunt and fell straight forward. Before he passed out, he covered the white hair ball's peasy eyes.

——Azai is still young, so he can't watch bloody and violent scenes, he will grow crooked.

(The author has something to say:

An Wan: You are still young, you are only less than one year old!

Zai Zai: Small?Why don't you come and experience it for yourself, eh?

An Wan:? ? ?What messed up star network live broadcast are you watching again!

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Thanks to "Flowing Years and Passing Water" for feeding the nine nutrient solutions to the cubs, supper get√