Therapy Planet No. 13

Angel originally wanted to find out if there was any means of transportation nearby, but he didn't expect that there wasn't even a parking lot near this poor place.

Finally came across an extended version of a black business vehicle that looked very convenient for robbery. Angel was about to tidy up his clothes, trying to trick people down before occupying the magpie's nest. I saw Jessica poking her head out of the car window.

"Anran... Angel, why are you here?"

Jessica is not used to changing her words yet, she looked around: "Where are the others?"

"You came just in time."

Angel did not feel guilty about abandoning Lui at all: "Go to Lui first, I know where she is."

"Where are Locke and the others?" Jessica quickly opened the car door to let Angel in. "Lui? Did you see her?"

Jessica's knowledge of them was still at the stage when Louie separated from them early, but fate had unknowingly brought them back together.

"Wait a minute—"

Angel carelessly opened the car door on Jessica's side: "I'll come."

There was no question at all, and he directly took control of the car.

"Are you alone?" After the two changed positions, Angel set the route on the navigator and asked casually when he found that no one else was there.

"Well, they wanted to execute us tonight." Jessica lowered her eyelids, "but they found the communication equipment on my body, so they took me out for interrogation alone. I don't know where they are now... just listen Their dialogue feels that the possibility here is higher, so I want to come and try my luck.”

Angel nodded, indicating that he understood.

She drove straight in the direction of Lui, and couldn't help feeling that it was Jessica who escaped first. If she had the chance to escape, she would definitely not waste the chance to find someone else—after all, time is limited, and she doesn't know How long will the bugman's attack last, so I can only buy time for my own vitality as soon as possible.

In the first half of Angel's life, she was always alone, so everyone in her company could be easily won over by her, and then easily abandoned by her.

The core area of ​​Glory Square is not big, Angel's memory is good, and he didn't take any detours. In addition, the two people quickly merged and separated on the road, and they didn't feel that time passed very slowly. Putting the information together, the two of them returned to Louie.

"Oh my god..." Jessica gasped when she saw Lui's miserable state, "How could it be like this..."

"need my help?"

Jessica jumped out of the car and asked tentatively.

"No, you put the chair in the back seat flat." Angel commanded calmly, "She has broken fractures in many places all over her body. In fact, it's best to deal with it on the spot..."

Angel bit his lower lip lightly: "Damn it, it would be nice if the quack doctor was here."

Although she knew a little medical knowledge, she could only deal with some urgent traumas after all. A serious injury of such a large area still needed a professional doctor to deal with it.

"Where to go next?"

With a backbone, Jessica secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She had been worrying about what she would do if she met the enemy alone. Now that she saw Angel, she instantly found someone to discuss with.

Angel placed Lui in the back seat properly, thought for three seconds, and weighed between safety and Lui for a moment, and in the end it was Lui who had the upper hand.

"Louis, Louie."

She stared at Louis in the rearview mirror and muttered to herself, her brows stretched, as if she was asking and answering herself, without any trouble: "What should I do with you?"

Angel started the engine, and a blue start-up light circle was displayed on the electronic screen. She said decisively: "First find the quack doctor He Xiangbin, and then go to rob the starship."

***

"Did you notice a problem?"

He Xiangbin walked around the entire Guangrong Square for more than half a circle and did not find the unlocked vehicle. He is not Jessica, nor does he have the ability to pick locks with bare hands. He wanted to pick up rocks from the ground and smash the car window because the glass is too strong. Ended up without illness.

In the end, he could only circle the square in a daze.

Under the night, a large number of insects passed by him and Locke and rushed towards the soldiers.

The two walked leisurely in the blood-splattered Glorious Square, as if they were not in the battlefield, but in their own back garden.

"What?" Locke's tailbone was still not healed, so he simply squatted down to study the killed body after walking for a while.

Insects use corrosive slime to catch people, and then have the habit of devouring corpses, so what is scattered on the ground is often the knot-shaped pieces of flesh that were blown away by the Armi soldiers.

"These things don't eat us."

Locke rolled his eyes, "You're not talking nonsense."

"Then what do they have in common?" He Xiangbin asked rhetorically.

Locke is too lazy to mingle with him here: "I love talking but not talking."

The corpse in front of him was relatively complete, and the upper body was completely preserved.

At this time, he was holding the head connected to the upper body in his hand and studying it over and over again.

"What's wrong with you being jerky? You will die if you tell the answer directly?"

He Xiangbin glanced at a fool, and immediately retracted his gaze when it touched the sticky blood on Locke's hand: "It's so stupid. This is the way to guide your thinking."

"Rhetorical method, right? The brat has often complained about your sick teaching method in front of me."

Locke rolled his eyes angrily.

"Compared to you forcing people to dissect and learn knowledge, it's still nothing." He Xiangbin retorted politely.

As soon as Locke loosened his hand, the small wooden stick he had broken off to poke the corpse fell into the corrosive liquid of the meat, making a muffled sound.

"Don't make me throw the thing on it at you."

Locke yawned and bickered with He Xiangbin habitually.

"..." He Xiangbin gave him a complicated look, and finally ended the meaningless contest with an "unreasonable" expression, "Armi star."

"What do the Almyians rely on to reproduce?"

"Gene optimization." Speaking of his profession, Locke didn't even look up, "The genetic department is responsible for optimal genetic matching, in vitro fertilization, and nutrient solution cultivation. Although there are legal guardians, they have lived and trained collectively since childhood. Even if an alien ethnic group applies for immigration through the federal law to become one of them, the gene will be included in the database of the genetic department as soon as possible, and will be implanted with a special nano-robot as a marker, which can be monitored at the mother star headquarters to all signs of vital activity."

Speaking of this, Locke keenly noticed a slight color change in the corroded area of ​​the neck of the corpse. He looked carefully and found that it was fine and jagged stitches.

Stitched.

"Do you think there is a possibility..."

He Xiangbin stared at Locke's profile with a solemn expression, "Is there something that allows them to automatically recognize the Almyians?"

"You are wrong, there are two possibilities."

Locke looked back coldly: "Technology, and biology."

One is to hack into Almi's database, master the robot data in every Almi star, and track it at a fixed point;

The other is to create a kind of creature, just like wolves eat meat and rabbits eat grass, so that they are only interested in the blood of the Almyians preserved in the gene pool.

***

In the long-lost silent void in the spiral arm of the Jupiter galaxy, there is the largest meteorite belt in the universe, and it is also one of the galaxies with the densest distribution of wormholes and black holes.

This is a place beyond the reach of the federal government. Strictly speaking, humans only owned this territory before the war.

At that time, it only had the name of the "largest" meteorite belt. Later, after the war, the Zerg retreated here, drawing the ground as a prison, relying on the natural meteorite barrier and the advantage of being able to build shuttle wormholes, and gradually occupied this place.

Pteroptera, one of the most suitable regions for life growth in the earth-jupiter galaxy, a small civilian starship shuttles rapidly through the meteorite belt.

It entered from one wormhole, sailed out from another, and then disappeared into the next wormhole without the slightest hesitation, shining a faint light in the absolute darkness.

When it approached an emerald green planet, the morning light of dawn had just swept away a piece of blue from the sky, and countless peaks and valleys appeared in the navigator of the star map. As the scale of the map continued to enlarge, more potholes on the surface of the planet were spread out. Come.

The starship rests on top of a mountain.

A human came out of it, with black hair and brown eyes, long hair reaching to the waist, but was tied into a slender ponytail hanging to the waist, wearing a blue casual sportswear, he looked young, but his eyebrows Delicate, like a student leader who is often active in the news in a university town.

He went alone, and as he stepped off the starship, a huge black cave immediately appeared in front of him.

Like tearing apart the void, it just appeared out of thin air.

A fleshy black bug protruded half of its body from the inside, half of its body was spread out left and right, revealing fine sawtooth, each tooth was almost as thick as half of a human head, lined up as if to Swallow this human into his belly.

"It's fine if the king doesn't treat friends who come from afar with courtesy, and behead them as envoys?"

The human nodded slightly, without any fear, and his tone suddenly dropped: "Is this going to war with us?"

"The king ordered... to execute!"

The bottom of the Zerg has no intelligence, and can't even understand the basic human lingua franca, let alone imitate human pronunciation to say these few words.

Obviously, this has been practiced in private for a long time.

The human beings didn't react when they saw each other, and they didn't talk nonsense.

He took out a glass vial made of a special material from his waist. His face seemed to be a little stiff, and it took a total of three seconds for him to move from expressionless to raising the corner of his mouth.

It was still the bottomless coldness, and the arrogance that the winner was sure.

"You have sat on the throne for too long."

He pulled off the bottle cap, and the black liquid inside was crumbling, "The dynastic system has long been eliminated by the times... It's time to make a pilgrimage to the new head, my beloved Her Majesty the Queen."

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