I rely on being cute to level up [StarCraft]

Silver Wolf sized up the ice snake block suspiciously, and after hesitating for a while, decided to hold the snake tail in his mouth and send it to a warmer place.

Although dragging such a huge creature, Silver Wolf didn't feel tired at all. It was choosing a warmer simulated environment area...

The afternoon sun was extremely hot, accompanied by the hot and dry breath, Silver Wolf couldn't help sticking out his tongue, and finally began to lick the ice snake block, which directly woke up the melting tropical python.

The tropical boa constrictor spat out the snake letter, looked around, and realized that he had already left the extremely dangerous place. It poked the silver wolf with the tip of its tail to express its gratitude.

It's so dangerous.

If it wasn't for this mutated beast to save itself, it would have froze to death there.

But after a while, the tropical boa constrictor began to feel something was wrong, the surrounding seemed to be a bit too hot, and the air was so dry that there was no moisture, which baked its originally wet scales into dry ones.

After a while, the scales of the tropical python seemed to be cracked due to being too dry.

No matter how stupid the tropical boa constrictor was, he also realized that this place was very unsuitable for him to live in, so he twisted his huge body and quickly left here.

These places are simply horrible.

Not suitable for snakes to survive at all!

It must obediently stay in its own place and never run around again.

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After a few days of adaptation, these mutated beasts fully integrated into this place.

Although a few humans come over every day to check their wounds and replace the potions and bandages.

But at least they don't reject the humans here now, instead they can maintain a peaceful state of mind and peacefully coexist with humans.

Because their most hated enemies have already been killed.

The hatred in my heart gradually dissipated.

However, the civet cat seems a little out of gregarious.

After it clearly knew that it would not be in any danger, it stopped pestering the leopard, but stared blankly into the distance by itself, and rarely came down to pounce on butterflies.

The little raccoon squatted down, unable to get rid of the human figure in his mind,

It kind of misses the appearance of that human being talking softly to itself.

I miss the feeling when a human touches his head even more.

It's a pity...it can no longer see that human being.

In a certain military area, a military doctor in a neat military uniform knocked on the door and shouted, "Report."

It wasn't until someone shouted from inside that the military doctor took a deep breath and pushed the door open. He handed over the "Report on the Transfer of the Army" that he had improvised last night.

The captain glanced at it, as if he was not surprised at all. He looked the military doctor up and down, "Have you thought about it? You are the most promising military doctor in our army."

The military doctor was stunned for a moment, as if recalling the scene of him saving lives and healing the wounded on the battlefield, he did not know how many dying soldiers he had saved.

But now, he feels that he has more important things to do.

"Human beings really need me, the responsibility of saving lives and healing the wounded, I also love this profession, but..." The military doctor paused, and said in a very heavy tone: "The mutant beasts need me more, without me, there will be many military doctors The servants appeared one after another to save everyone, but without me, the mutant beasts really have no hope."

The captain seemed to recall what happened on the spaceship a few days ago, recalling those mutant beasts who suffered misfortune, and sighed, "This world is like this, and nothing can be changed with your tiny power."

Mutant beasts and humans have always been in opposition.

The military doctor raised his head, stared at the captain with glowing eyes, and said in a firm tone: "I can't change anything with my power, but the Marshal can, I know, the Marshal must also want to save the mutant beasts and change the fate of all mutant beasts. I will closely follow in his footsteps and work hard to contribute to saving the mutant beasts."

The captain seemed a little moved, and said, "You're right..."

He lowered his head, immediately wrote in the report that he agreed to change jobs, and let this very promising military doctor go.

The military doctor took off the military badge on his shoulder, solemnly placed it on the captain's desk, saluted solemnly and strictly, turned his head and left without hesitation.

There was no one else in the huge office except the captain. He took out his optical brain, looked at the expressionless marshal on the screen, and said, "Marshal, I entrust this military doctor to you. I hope you can complete this extremely difficult task." Goal, if there is any need, I will define it."

Otis: "..."

What gave them this illusion?

He didn't want to save the mutant beast at all, let alone change the fate of the mutant beast, he just wanted to make the little pet happy.

Heavy heart.

But Otis still had a cold look on his face, and he hummed to express his understanding.

Even if the heart is bitter, the face should be cold.

The military doctor immediately rushed to Otis Manor with a few luggage.

Thinking of seeing the little civet cat, he couldn't help being excited, and couldn't calm down no matter what.

Half an hour later, the military doctor came to report to Otis, and said that he would work hard for the future of the mutant beast.

Definitely not holding Otis back.

Otis' complexion became even darker. He looked at this military doctor who was willing to sacrifice himself for a great cause with a complicated expression, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

He wanted to tell the military doctor.

I don't want to raise those mutant beasts at all, especially if they have spent all their savings today. .

But the dream of this young military doctor is indeed admirable.

Otis couldn't bear to ruin the dream of being a military doctor, so he could only take the blame silently, waved his hand, and said sadly: "I will pay you three times the salary in the future, and I will be responsible for the health and treatment of the mutant animals in the zoo, and I will be on call at any time."

The medic's eyes sparkled and he was full of infinite power.

Of course, it's not exciting because Otis is getting paid a lot.

He thought of doing such a shocking event with the marshal in the future that would change the mutant beast.

He couldn't help being excited.

A marshal is a marshal, and his goals and aspirations in life have always been different.

"Let's go, let me take you to the zoo now."

The military doctor was frightened and wanted to refuse, but he was worried that Otis had something to say to him, so he nodded in agreement.

The two got on the latest suspension vehicle, and the military doctor couldn't help but sigh along the way.

Otis is really rich.

Not only gave him such a high salary.

And the Marshal's Mansion is really as big as the star network said, if you can't walk all the places, you have to use a scooter.

However, when Otis led the military doctor to the zoo, the military doctor who thought he was extremely poor couldn't help being stunned again, pointing to a place that was almost bigger than the military base he was staying in and stammering: "This... this Is it where the mutant beasts stay?"

The marshal is really kind to the mutant beasts, they live in a better place than most people.

Otis showed a somewhat regretful tone, and said, "Is it not perfect? ​​I am also very dissatisfied here."

The military doctor shook his head in fright, unable to speak.

This... this is the real boss!

It's so luxurious and still not satisfied.

In fact, Otis is really dissatisfied. This is the place for the little pets to stay in the future, and there are still many places that are not realistic enough.

If it wasn't for his lack of money...

Otis couldn't help but blacken his face.

He secretly decided that he must work hard to make money.

Work harder to fight and kill more mutants, so that you can afford small pets.

He really likes fighting.

However, after entering the animal park, Otis took out the master control optical brain and handed it to the military doctor, saying: "A total of more than a dozen completely different simulation areas have been built here, allowing mutant beasts of different species to find a suitable ecological environment for survival and habitat." .”

The military doctor stared wide-eyed: "!!!"

A dozen?

How much does this cost to get out.

Otis looked at the simulated areas with a heavy heart.

These things emptied all the wives he had accumulated.

All hollowed out.

He is so poor that he can hardly support a large family.

Therefore, Otis told the military doctor, "In the future, you can use this to control every ecological environment at any time, in case of accidents."

The military doctor took the optical brain in fear and held it tightly, for fear of accidentally breaking it.

Otis glanced at it, "Don't worry, it's strong enough to resist the full blow of a second-order mutant beast."

The military doctor silently groaned in his heart, and stuffed his brain into his pocket.

He was so naive when he was poor.

I really thought that the more expensive things were, the weaker they were.

Who knew that even the second-order mutant beasts could resist the attack.

After the introduction, Otis waved his hand and said to the military doctor, "If Zhao Libing survives unharmed, you will manage this place with him."

Out of medical ethics, the military doctor couldn't help but ask, "Marshal, how is he doing now?"

"I haven't woken up yet, maybe the time hasn't come yet," Otis said solemnly.

In fact, he invited many top doctors who are famous in the interstellar world for Zhao Libing, but without exception, they all said that they could not solve it.

Today, the level of medicine has long surpassed that of the ancient earth. All diseases that could not be overcome at that time have become as simple as treating a cold.

But the problem of supernatural riots, even in today's extremely advanced medical science, is still an unsolvable problem.

The heavy topic was quickly lifted, and Otis waved his hand, telling the military doctor to do whatever he was supposed to do.

And he was going to see the little pets.

After Otis left, the military doctor's tight shoulders relaxed. He took out the master control light brain, checked the area where the civet cat was, and ran away immediately.