I live on Zerg

【ZE-7909】

Lan Ze showed the bottom of the tin can to the females watching the live broadcast, and the row of black dates appeared in the live broadcast room with a little biscuit residue.

"This is the date of manufacture on the bottom of the bottle. I've never seen one that starts with ZE. What year is this?", Lan Ze asked while looking at the light screen while holding up the small tin box.

The Zerg is a race that has experienced many divisions and turmoil. They live on different planets, which makes their history very confusing. There will be several eras in the same era, and the method of recording dates in each era is different.

The audience in the live broadcast room shook their heads one after another, but the rotten butterfly on the side became interested. The eyes on the edge of the wings glanced at the date on the bottom of the tin box, and then the countless eyes on the wings immediately widened.

"Cub, show me that iron box."

Lan Ze handed over the iron box, and Fudie rolled up the iron box with its tentacles, and the eyes on its wings looked over.

Fudie has no face and no expression can be seen on his face like a black rock, but judging from the looks in his thousands of eyes, the date on this iron box must have special meaning to Fudie.

"Is there anything special about this date, Mr. Butterfly?"

The rotten butterfly flapped its wings lightly, and the eyes on the wings became wilted again after the excitement just now. He leaned against the wall covered with moss and vines, and said cautiously: "It's hard to say, I have studied these things before. ,Although I have forgotten what happened in the transformation again and again, but I remember that the symbol ZE is the symbol of the Era of Calamity in mythology, but the Era of Calamity is just a story..."

Lan Ze had read about this era in a Zerg Enlightenment history book before, when the book mentioned this era as a mythical story.

It is said that after the Calamity Era, the Zerg race ushered in a catastrophe, and only the mutated bug nest hidden in the nuclear pile still preserved the last hope of the entire Zerg race.

The legendary worm nest that mutated in the nuclear pile was the glimmer of hope left by Calamity in the destruction, because there was a sleeping juvenile Bright Butterfly in it.

But this is just a legend. There are so many myths and stories that have been circulated. If they are compiled into a book, they can kill a few hard-shelled and thick-skinned Zerg, and no insects will believe it.

Aozawa blinked, his blue-gold eyes were very magical under the reflection of the flames. The Bright God Butterfly is a magnificent and fantastic race. It is hard to imagine that such a beautiful and tearful species will be born among the ugly and terrifying Zerg.

Fudie looked into Lanze's eyes and felt that his sluggish spirit was being gradually healed. He looked at the cub's puzzled eyes and cheered up and said, "The symbol ZE comes from an ancient human language. This symbol is very important to Zerg. Foreshadowing is ominous, so the Zerg has always avoided this symbol, and the three main forces of the Zerg are like this."

Lan Ze blinked in confusion, very puzzled: "Then this is very strange, how could these three forces have such a common habit?"

This is even more inconceivable than that people all over the world can speak Chinese.

Now the entire Zerg race has three major forces, one is the Seven Star Federation, the president Samuel, and the general is Chu Ran who has disappeared for a long time. The Seven Star Federation has seven planets, namely Gemini, Tianma, Liyue, and the first Primary star, secondary star 1, 2, 3.

One is the Zerg family, and there are seven planets, Alien Star, Unity Hooking Dark Star, Extinct Star, Wangchuan Star, Deep Blue Star, Venus Star, and Death Star. Night, never day.

The other force is the Garden of Eden, and the Garden of Eden has only one planet, which is a paradise for plutocrats and interstellar pirates.

These three forces don't even share the same pronunciation, but they uniformly avoid the symbol ZE, which is indeed a very strange thing.

"I just found a can in an abandoned building. It doesn't have to be such a coincidence..." Lan Ze looked at the tin box and showed every detail of the tin box to the camera.

Some female insects who study history have started to launch barrages one after another, and there are endless speculations about the iron box.

"Is it just a prank?"

"This is actually not an iron box. I feel that the material is very similar to some ultra-light alloys. These alloys are difficult to degrade, and they are still brand new even after tens of thousands of years."

"This is ridiculous. Refractory alloys are expensive to make. Which worm would use this kind of metal to make a tin can. You think it's the meat of the king worm?"

"Am I the only one who thinks this can is weird? Ordinary cans contain compressed nutritional liquid, but this can contains cooked meat and sweet biscuits."

"Emmmm, it's like the food prepared for male cubs..."

"Assuming that in some special circumstances, the cub's food is very rare, and then use this expensive light metal to hold the food, but I can't imagine this situation"

Lan Ze ate a piece of meat while watching the bullet screen. The taste of the meat was very similar to beef sauce, but the taste was actually quite good.

The females quietly admired the small appearance of the cubs eating, and were barely satisfied with the current condition of the cubs.

After eating, Lan Ze sat down in the pile of ashes that was still warm with satisfaction, causing the hearts of the females to tremble violently again.

"A little butterfly fluttering in the ashes, I'm crying!"

"My cub has suffered too much!"

Lan Ze spread out his limbs comfortably and waved to the audience: "It's actually quite comfortable."

In the corner, the rotten butterfly is holding the iron box, and the eyes on the wings show confusion, astonishment, contemplation and other complex expressions.

There are thousands of eyes, and each eye has a different look. It is very strange to look at it at first glance. If you look at it twice, you will feel restless and bored in your heart.

The vines on the wall shook their leaves irritably, and the barbs hidden under the branches began to move slowly.

The leaves trembled and made rustling noises. In the huge ruins, countless tender green leaves joined together, making whispers that only they could understand.

"Attack?"

"A rotting butterfly close to the king insect level is an excellent fertilizer"

"He's weak right now, and this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Maybe we will get the whereabouts of that black box, this is the only chance to control our own destiny!"

Among the many cold and sullen voices, a relatively vicissitudes voice said with dignity: "You can't do it!"

As soon as this voice came out, those voices began to question loudly: "Why!"

"We have to get that box!"

"Before the vine worm arrives, we must seize the opportunity!"

"Sangu! Don't forget our purpose in coming to Heiyu City."

The vine named Sanggu shook its branches and leaves, and said calmly: "Of course I haven't forgotten our purpose. The black box must be obtained, but we can't do it now, because there is a very young male cub here."

The noisy voices instantly fell into silence.

After a long time, a young and unruly voice asked in a small trembling voice, "Cub? How small is the cub?"

Sanggu moved the barb, although his voice was still vicissitudes, but everyone could hear the restrained happiness in his tone.

"Hmm..., the soles of his boots are only as big as a leaf of mine, and his two hands are as tender as newly sprouted buds."

In the silent night, I remembered rustling sounds one after another, and one leaf after another trembled excitedly in this night.

"What does he look like?"

Sanggu: "The strands of hair are black, with a small twist at the top, petal-like lips with graceful lines, beautiful blue-gold eyes are very round, eyelashes are like two small fans, cheeks are full, personality is very Lively, with a childish voice, as cute as an elf."

The vines were restless again.

A voice said, "We must get the box, but we must not harm the cubs."

This time, they got a group of echoing voices, a rare unity.

"Attract the cub to another place first, and then we will deal with the rotten butterfly alone, and find out the whereabouts of the box!"

The rustling sound of the leaves lasted for a long time, Lan Ze half-opened his eyes on the pile of ashes, and said sleepily: "Is it windy again, the noise of the leaves is so loud."

Fudie glanced at the vine and put down the iron box in her hand.

The next day, Lan Ze woke up in the cold ashes, and a red-billed white-haired bird with beautiful feathers landed on his chest, and its small black bean-like eyes stared at him flatteringly.

Lan Ze was taken aback, and just about to reach out to touch it, the little bird cheerfully pecked his wrist lightly, and rubbed Lan Ze's fingers affectionately.

After playing with one insect and one bird for a while, the little bird's red beak pecked the back of Lan Ze's hand and then flew to the vine in the air. The two bird claws stepped on the leaves and looked at him from left to right.

Lan Ze lay on the pile of ashes and continued to sleep on the bed, turning a blind eye to the seduction of the little white bird.

The little white bird flew away with three steps and three turns.

After a while, a blue-green sharp-billed bird with bright feathers flew over, every feather glistening in the sun.

Lan Ze played with this bird for a while, when the bird flew away, Lan Ze rolled lazily on the pile of ashes, watched the bird fly away indifferently, step by step and turn his head back three times, his face was full of embarrassment It says why don't you come after me.

After a while, in the broken wall, a pink peach-like bird flew over, waving its wings and jumping around on Lan Ze's wrist, it was not too cute.

Lan Ze stroked the bird's head, and looked at the sky wonderingly: "Does the bird like me like this?"

The vine shakes the leaves and tells the companions: "The cubs don't like birds."

"What should I do?"

"do not know..."

While the branches and leaves were trembling, the rotting butterfly collapsed in the corner with eyes closed and rested, opened his eyes, and swayed his tentacles at Lan Ze.

He stared at the young worm cub, and suddenly remembered many beautiful stories. It seemed that in countless nights, he wrote his stories under the flowers and moonlight, writing all the universe and history.

These vague stories turned into beautiful bubbles and danced in his mind, making his transformed worm come alive for the first time.

A happy shadow appeared in front of his eyes, and the happiness enclosed in the gray hood called to him in the frozen soul.

Why would you give up these pleasures and become an alienated Zerg?

It must be hatred that can drive a worm to madness, but now he has forgotten even hatred.

Suddenly a voice sounded in his head - every alienated Zerg will pay a painful price.

The little cub has already walked to his ankles and looked up at him with his little head. He is really too young, there is only such a small one. He is the most delicate and fragile flower in the world. A drop of dew can can hurt him.

But how beautiful such a pure and innocent life is, if the box should have an owner after all, it should be such a Zerg who has not been stained with any sin.

Rotten Butterfly looked into those blue-gold eyes, and called softly: "Honey, come to me."

Lan Ze walked over, and the rotten butterfly flapped its wings lightly, covering the cub's body completely with two huge black butterfly wings. In the folded wings, the rotten butterfly stretched its tentacles towards its ears, and pulled out the cub from inside. A small black box the size of a palm was placed in Aozawa's hand.

This box is only half the size of Aozawa's palm, and there are many strange lines on it. The lines have no rules at all, but it makes Chong feel palpitations inexplicably.

Lan Ze opened his eyes wide in doubt, and the tentacles of the rotten butterfly gently stroked the top of his dark hair, and the other tentacles wrote in the palm of Lan Ze's hand: "Hide this box, and don't give it to any Zerg. Then You go after that little bird and it will take you to a safe place."

Lan Ze asked with his mouth: "What about you? Your current state is not good at all."

The rotting butterfly narrowed its eyes slyly, and wrote with its tentacles: "I have always been underestimated by the Zerg, and they will pay the price for this."

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