parasitic son

Xiao Zhen feels the need to protest against her mother, An Yuan.

Because every morning, the vegetable juice she gave him was really terrible.

This is the mixed vegetable juice developed by Anyuan after studying various recipes (self-proclaimed).When Xiaozhen drank it, he felt like the body fluid of some dead insect, and his body would tremble every morning.So he politely put forward his opinion to An Yuan.

An Yuan stared at Xiaozhen with wide eyes, as if Xiaozhen was telling that he was not her biological son.Her lips trembled, and even her eyes moistened.Zhen looks away to his father for help.Yan An coughed and put down the glass.What needs to be explained is that Yan An drank not a single drop of the vegetable juice in the cup.

His host's father—Yan An quickly pushed the chair away, and left home to go to the company regardless of the slightest affection between father and son.

His younger sister, Yan Zhu, lowered her eyes. There was still two-thirds of the vegetable juice in the glass in front of her. Usually, she would find a chance to pour it out after her mother left the table.There is still half of Xiaozhen's glass left.An Yuan put her hands on the table and started her lecture on balanced nutrition.

This lecture continued until Xiao Zhen and Yan Zhu went out to school.Yan Zhu glared at Xiao Zhen resentfully.Before going to school, they had to pinch their noses and gulp down the remaining vegetable juice under the full watch of their mother, just to alleviate the damage caused by An Yuan's mental attack.

Aunt Li usually prepares breakfast. Whether it is porridge, steamed stuffed bun, fried dough sticks or poached egg and bacon sandwich, they are all delicious and comforting morning meals. Xiao Zhen is very satisfied and has no complaints.Only the suspicious vegetable juice came from An Yuan.If he hadn't witnessed An Yuan using a machine to crush all kinds of vegetables, grains and fruits, he would definitely suspect that An Yuan was intentionally poisoning.

"It's really scary. I feel like I'm drinking the pus of the ripper," True grumbled.

Captain Madara said: "Really? Sounds acceptable?" He was recently thinking about the feed in the chicken food bowl provided by Anyuan. After many days of observation, he thought it looked good.

"Don't you think your sense of taste has been completely distorted by your host who is full of bugs?"

The chicken yelled, "Please stop your slander. I still have a taste for food. I'm craving tass balls right now."

Mr. Cat said, "I want to eat too."

Xiaozhen: "I also want to..."

The three Mind Eaters fell silent.The information records of the past Galactic delicacies stored in the information library stimulated the nerves, causing the throats of their hosts to secrete saliva unconsciously.

Their brain waves collided, passing each other every moment of tasting delicious food all over the galaxy in the past.The Mind Eater will store some of its memorable experiences in its tentacles and share them with its companions when necessary.

After sharing with each other the wonderful golden experience of tassball in the past, Xiaozhen found himself even hungrier.It must be the fault of the damn vegetable juice.The food on this planet is good, but the memories of the past are more provocative because they are out of reach.

(Half-roasted Tas balls, served with melted thunder beef oil, and then mixed with minced Vivi grass, the enjoyment that melts in the mouth and hits the nerve endings...)

Enough is enough, if this continues, I will die if I can't eat tas balls.

The chicken yelled, "I'm going to die if I can't eat the tas balls!!"

Mr. Cat still maintains a calm posture, but its eyes speak of longing.

So, they quickly made a decision to take a trip to that damned vortex.

Not to mention that behind the vortex is a garbage dump occupied by Gnus orc gangs, even the tyrants and beast swarms can't fucking stop their determination to cross the star sea and cross the vortex to go back to eat delicious food.

There is nothing more important in this world than satisfying the appetite of the host.

by a respected heart eater

This time, the three of them passed through the vortex in the library of the school's laboratory building together, and came to Zhiyexing again.

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weaving night star

Under the intricate metal spider web, they were sitting in a restaurant in the Third City of Zhiyexing.A gigantic spider waiter served three gas drinks.

Xiaozhen sniffed at the mouth of the bottle, and a green grass-like smell went straight to Tianling Gai, but after that, the smell was so weak that it was close to nothing. "Too little," he said.

"Free drink, what more do you want." Mr. Cat said, taking a long sip, squinting his eyes, feeling the scent stimulating his delicate nerves.It ordered a drink with the smell of snow body fish, a specialty of Broken Snow Mountain and Living Water Hot Spring.Captain Madara ordered the military engine oil scent of the Conqueror in the new star calendar 793.

"This smell is impure." Chicken hugged the bottle and was picky with dissatisfaction. "If this kind of inferior engine oil dares to board my boat, I will directly dismiss the supplier."

"But it's free." Xiao Zhen put down the empty bottle, "Our focus is on the dishes that will be served right away."

The chicken hung its wings: "I think I can swallow a whole table of tass balls. Do you have enough credits?" It looked at Mr. Cat sitting beside him.

This sudden interstellar journey dinner is Mr. Cat's treat.It was also Mr. Cat who called the car, and sent them from the garbage dump to the Third City in time before the group of Gnus gangsters killed the three of them.

According to Mr. Cat’s explanation, the reason why it could only earn money from Captain Bai Ceban and Boss Han’s bounty missions was because its account was limited to consumption in certain star areas and could not be transferred out.

Zhiyexing happened to be within the scope of its account.So Mr. Cat became a generous benefactor. It claimed that the funds in the account were sufficient, which was enough for them to have a good time this time.

Tasball is an oviparous animal that is common and promoted in the Milky Way civilization today.It looks like a fluffy white ball with two legs hidden under the fur. It is good at jumping and jumping. It eats grass and is not aggressive. The meat is delicious and soft, and it is very popular among the citizens of the galaxy.

The specialty of this restaurant is the syrupy tass balls.Break open the crispy spider saliva syrup, and inside are meat balls made of mashed tass balls.The taste is strong, delicious and smooth-every guest who left a message on the tasting column described it.But in Zhen's opinion, he might feel better if the store stopped showing a giant black spider greedily nibbling a plate of syrupy tartballs on a 360-degree holographic projection.

Strangely, he was not so disgusted with this arthropod before.

The huge spider waiter climbed forward and took the scented drink bottle.Mr. Cat asked when the tas ball was played.The spider's mouthparts carry a voice converter that converts its pheromones into speech.

"It'll be ready soon." The spider waiter's alternate voice was a soft female voice. "Our cook is spraying syrup. Its saliva is absolutely fresh."

"Please hurry up." Mr. Cat urged, "This is already our third restaurant today. The first two restaurants had accidents not long after we sat down. I don't want any accidents to happen again."

The spider waiter moved his feet uneasily, "Guest, as you know, it's been a troubled time recently. We are about to change the governor. Now the city is in a mess."

The superficial consciousness of spiders is more vague than that of humans, but some emotions are consistent.Xiaozhen immediately felt the panic and fear of the spider waiter, which was exactly the same as the emotions of the waiters in the previous two restaurants.They have encountered demonstrations and smashed stores in two restaurants in a row, and they were forced to flee in a hurry to find the next restaurant.Along the way, all kinds of three-dimensional slogans such as "Go to the lackeys of the Parliament!" and "Go to hell!"Although faction disputes are common, it's not a good thing if you can't even eat.

"There will be a commotion every time there is a change of office." Mr. Mao said, "I just hope that the governor is smarter and save some face for the one behind."

Mr. Cat spoke easily and naturally.But factional struggles on the planet have always been a mess. In Xiaozhen's view, Zhiyexing, a wealthy interstellar hub that belongs to the main transportation route, wants to change a top official, basically throwing stones at the mud pit, causing trouble. Come muddy.The intertwined aristocratic families, the spokespersons of the major ethnic forces, the garrison generals of the major legions, and the civil servants sent by the parliament are enough to mess everything up.

The spider waiter reappeared, each of its many legs holding a plate, each of which contained a tass ball encased in burnt brown syrup.

Immediately, Zhen put all the messy factional fighting behind him, picked up his fork, and stared at the delicious food on his plate.

Ah, tass balls.

He longed for the dream tas ball.

Then, the head of the spider waiter was blown off.

Its head was hit and turned into pieces, and its light green brain sprayed everywhere, but its body was still upright, and its dexterous feet carefully placed the tass ball on the table.

It is true that the nerves of this arthropod are separated from the brain.Xiaozhen held the fork and thought.

"Its head was blown off," said the chicken.

"Yes." Xiaozhen lay down on his body, and several laser beams passed by his body.Mr. Cat jumped under the table.

Another customer had half his face blown off before their eyes.Amidst the screams and curses, a group of thugs poured into the restaurant and smashed wildly. "Go to hell, lackey of the Legion!" "The owner of this store is a member of the Legion!!"

The spider waiters scatter in horror, and a spider cook opens the door to see what's going on from the kitchen.Spider-Cook slams the door shut after witnessing the three-legged smash of his fellow spider.Xiao Zhen guessed that it would not come out until half a year after all the food in the kitchen was eaten.

This group of fanatical thugs brandished all the weapons they could get their hands on in the store and attacked everyone in the store.Screams and gunshots erupted one after another.

Xiao Zhen hid under the table and glanced at the trampled Tas ball, and said, "Change to another store?"

"I have no opinion."

"I don't mind either."

The fourth restaurant they found was a mobile Titan.

The seats they were sitting in were rickety, and the restaurant was a giant moving fortress of steel junk, and the restaurant owner had spent dozens of ephemeral years assembling a moving steel giant out of scrap metal he'd scavenged, and then proclaimed it a titan.Due to the lack of approval from the municipal transportation department, this giant steel restaurant, which took a lot of effort from the boss, can only be walked on the outskirts of the city.

Strictly speaking, the dining environment of the "Titan" restaurant is not good.The gears creaked, the floor shook and squealed, and the air was filled with the smell of motor oil.An old-fashioned screen sticks out from the table connected with various wires, and the name and price of the dishes are displayed in turn.

Several temperature-controlling pipe nozzles spray cold air to control the air temperature at a suitable temperature.Xiao Zhen drank the potion tea served by the waiter (thankfully this time it was not a big spider), and Mr. Cat typed the number code corresponding to the name of the dish into a greasy digital tablet.

"We should be able to eat tass balls this time." said the chicken.

Xiaozhen said: "This is already the fourth restaurant! The fourth!"

"Don't worry, we are absolutely safe here." The waiter said.He is a Homo sapiens whose body has been transformed into a cyborg, but whose face still retains human features. "How dare those scumbags challenge Titans."

But this restaurant is actually just a large walking machine made up of scrap metal.A real titan pilot would probably jump up and smash your dog's head when he heard your words.

Out of politeness, Xiaozhen did not correct the waiter's misunderstanding of Titan.He stared at the name of the recipe, imagining the taste of tass balls in fish sauce.

The waiter said that the tas balls in his family have been matured for 15 days and nights, and the taste will be more fragrant and softer than other shops.The fish juice is made from the tendons of deep-sea long sharks, and it is served with some sweet green fruit pieces.

"It's a delicacy you will never forget." The waiter was confident.

Xiaozhen clenched the fork excitedly.

This is the delicacy that the advanced creatures of the galaxy should eat - tass balls.

Tasball, which he misses day and night.

Two customers at another table were chatting happily.One of the customers suddenly fell backwards, lying on the floor convulsing and foaming at the mouth.Another customer screamed.

"What's up with him?"

Another customer yelled: "He's sick!"

Mr. Cat said, "No."

I saw indistinct screams from the customers who fell on the ground.The scene that followed left everyone present stunned and almost nauseated.The customer's body was torn apart, and a large, odious bug crawled out from the crack in his flesh.The worm's limbs were stained with translucent mucus, its mouthparts made a sharp clicking sound, and a pair of huge compound eyes stared at them emotionlessly.It opened its forelimbs, which were a pair of sharp and sharp carapace blades.

flutter!Xiaozhen took a step back, and white smoke ignited on the floor, which was the corrosive acid sprayed from its mouthparts.

Mr. Cat said: "I know this kind of bug. Once they lay eggs in your body, it only takes about a week for it to hatch and eat your internal organs. When the time is right, it will come out of your body It jumped out and became an adult, and began to hunt and prey, it seems to be called red-eyed hunting beetle."

The chicken said: "I should really take a picture and post it on Douyin to become a popular PO host."

Xiao Zhen threw down the fork bitterly: "It's the fourth restaurant! I just want to have a good meal!! Have a good meal!!"