The sturdy brother dressed as an interstellar female

There was already a circle of white bears around the flying ship, roaring and arching, as if he had a blood feud with the people inside, Xue Ming clung to Zuoyue tightly, for fear of accidentally throwing himself out due to the deviation of the ship.

In the mushroom state, he is easily frightened and irritable, and he is always extremely timid.

The floor shifted again, and the flying ship slid out two meters away under the joint force of the white bear, barely hanging above the intersection of the ice layer and the sea water, and would fall into the sea within a minute.

Zuo Yue stabilized his figure and strode towards the cab.

He covered Xue Ming with one hand, and quickly clicked on the main console with the other hand. Two streams of white steam spewed out from the tail of the light and small hull, flew straight up without any buffer, and reached midair in the blink of an eye.

The white bears were not so easy to talk to. After a moment of turmoil, they began to stack Arhats, one by one on the shoulders of the other, and the top one stretched out its bear paw to reach the flying ship hovering at low altitude.

Zuo Yue's face was very gloomy.

Xue Ming was frightened again and again, and the joy of traveling was completely destroyed, so he didn't show mercy.

The tail of the flying ship spewed out gas again, this time it was a drug that could induce a coma. The white bears on the top shook a few times and fell to the ground one after another.

The latter quickly stretched out a steel claw from the hull, picked up a big bear and stopped lingering, just followed the original route to return to the place where the ship first docked.

"It's all right, don't be afraid." Zuo Yue comforted in a low voice as he touched the mushroom cap tightly attached to his body after setting the automatic range.

Leaving those white bears, Xue Ming's heart palpitations finally decreased a lot. He poked out his mushroom head and looked through the porthole to see the white bear hanging from the steel claws.

mushroom:"???"

Zuo Yue, who understood the meaning in seconds, flicked its cap, but the strength was not strong, and Xue Ming shivered because of the comfort.

He made a fool of himself: "It works."

After speaking, he came to the incubator with Xue Ming in his hand, and undoubtedly turned on the mode of growing mushrooms.

The latter let him toss softly, Zuo Yue's hand seemed to have magic power, wherever the fingertips brushed, a burst of electric current was stirred up, trembling with comfort.

Xue Ming gradually fell asleep under his touch.

After making sure that Mushroom was fast asleep, Zuo Yue lightly closed the lid of the incubator, and when he turned around, his gentle expression had completely disappeared, and he strode away with frowning brows.

A huge sailing ship was hidden in the lush green jungle. At this time, roars were coming from inside it, like some kind of beast in trouble. The sound waves spread far away, causing the small animals to flee in all directions.

The orangutans who were lying on the rocks basking in the sun and catching lice had their ears pricked up, and gradually became restless, but they did not dare to act rashly, and all looked at the leader.

The leader of the orangutan with white ears stood up, and he could easily tell that the roar was coming from the direction of the boat on the left. He didn't want to provoke those two people, but the source of the roar was their companions...

The leader of the orangutan showed a thoughtful expression on his protruding dark face.

Since they settled on this planet, they have decided to abandon everything in the past. It doesn’t matter whether it’s an orangutan, a white bear, or even other animals on this continent, as long as they don’t come across anything related to the Nayo tribe. thing.

Obviously, the white mushroom that could only move that day was a member of the Nayo tribe, and its rank was not low. Although it didn't know why the white mushroom didn't recognize them, this didn't stop the orangutans from hating it.

"Roar——" the roar of the white bear came again, and it seemed very frightened.

The leader of the orangutans broke the branch in his hand irritably. He issued an order to the orangutans to wait in place, and then quickly ran towards the direction of the ship.

Inside the ship.

Zuo Yue closed the doors of each space tightly, but opened the porthole, allowing the white bear's terrified roar to spread out.

After waking up, the white bear was tied to the wall by iron chains, and a mechanical arm was swimming in front of him. The screen on it showed the increase in current. The white bear stared at the screen, his black eyes widened, and an out-of-tune mournful roar was heard. Echoes echoed over the forest.

Standing on the side, Zuoyue looked calm, his sharp eyes did not let go of any expression of Bai Xiong, and he spoke slowly after a while, the certainty in his tone was greater than the question.

"Do you know the data displayed on the instrument?" This is beyond the cognition of lower creatures.

The miserable cry of the white bear stagnated for a moment, and then it belatedly realized that it had exposed itself, and immediately howled loudly, pretending that it didn't hear anything.

Zuo Yue naturally caught the flash of panic flashing in its eyes, and further confirmed the shapeless guess in his heart.

The white bear also pretended to howl twice, so as to avoid the tragic fate of being electrocuted.

At this time, a figure rushed out of the porthole. It was the black-haired gorilla who let them go during the confrontation that night. Zuo Yue still remembered the only language it spoke.

It said: "You will die."

The leader of the orangutan approached, and made a stop gesture to it outside the porthole, and the language with that strange tone sounded again.

"Let it go, let's talk."

Zuo Yue stared at it without any emotion in his gaze.

The orangutan leader looked at him through the wide-open porthole. It no longer concealed the fact that it was an intelligent creature. It clearly stated in its eyes that I can give you what you want, and its aura is not inferior to Zuo Yue.

The cabin door near the porthole opened, and the elevator fell down. The orangutan leader naturally climbed up the rope, as if he used to climb this thing with skill.

After it came up, it took a look in the direction of the white bear. The latter had already stopped howling and whimpered in a low voice, as if complaining to the orangutan leader.

The leader of the orangutan touched its head reassuringly, looked around the room, but did not see the mushroom that day.

"I didn't want to have anything to do with you," it said.

Zuo Yue raised the corners of his lips with a half-smile: "We are just here for tourism, but your friend who lives in the glacier attacked us unkindly."

The leader of the orangutan turned his head and glared at Polar Bear bitterly, causing the latter to shrank his neck and almost buried his head on the floor.

"Their fusion degree is not high, most of them have been corroded by the consciousness of the original host, and then there will be animal behavior/behavior that can't be brained, please don't worry about it."

Hearing the familiar words again after eight years, the color of Zuo Yue's pupils gradually darkened, and almost solidified into two amber gemstones.

His fingers curled up and opened behind his back, his fingertips trembling slightly.

Even though he had already made a guess in his heart, Zuo Yue's voice was still as steady as a flat line: "Maybe I can listen to your stories."

Now that the orangutan leader doesn't say anything, he has to say it.

They are indeed conscious bodies, that is, branches of the Nayo tribe. In the long drifting of the universe, more and more Nayo tribes have awakened from the frenzy of eternal life, and they no longer enjoy the freedom and joy brought by being a conscious body. , instead desires to have a body, to get rid of the endless drifting state of consciousness.

Among them, the radicals believe that they must find a race that can perfectly accommodate their consciousness as a container to continue their glorious civilization, while the other faction loses their fighting spirit and only wants to end this endless state of consciousness, even if it dies immediately. This group of people is considered decadent.

The contradictions between the two factions are getting bigger and bigger, until one day they accidentally came to the deserted star and found the perfect container of the Zerg, so the Radicals began to invade and brought all kinds of bug eggs to do experiments on breeding mothers, while the Decadents They fought hard to oppose, but were suppressed and even swallowed by the radical faction. They had to take the opportunity to escape and disperse to other planets with the supply ship. The hatred between the two factions was thus forged.

That's why they were so manic when they saw Xue Ming in the mushroom state. In the laboratory deep in the mine, the samples of the perfect mother body had been repeatedly demonstrated, which was exactly the same as the one they saw that day.

It's just countless times bigger. When it is fully developed, the stretched white silk threads can cover the entire surface of the planet.

At that time, it will completely lose the consciousness of the Zerg race, unable to move freely, and can only let the conscious body reproduce in its body.

Zuo Yue listened attentively, the line of his lips was almost stretched into a straight line, and the white cold light hit his face from top to bottom, making him like an ice sculpture, with light blue blood vessels faintly showing on his white to transparent skin, pulsating and pulsating with.

The leader of the orangutan closed his eloquent mouth and stood silently with his hands down.

He also felt it was too cruel.

If the revival of a race needs to start with killing, it might as well die, or remain a carefree animal on this uncivilized planet until the end of its life.

This is the punishment given by the Creator to them for transgressing the rules.

In the incubator, the mushroom woke up from a deep sleep, it stretched out, and the white silk pushed against the lid of the box——

was closed.

Zuo Yue has not covered the top of the box recently, so what happened this time?

The mushroom looked out against the glass wall, the room was empty except for the furnishings, the door was closed, and the male insect went nowhere.

It slid down the glass wall in frustration, and the white silk was scratched in the nutrient soil, but it found a leaking hole.The hole is half the size of a fist, just enough for the mushroom to get out of the cap.

With a "plop", the mushroom rolled to the ground and bounced a few times.

It shook the nutritious soil on the fungus cover, and after confirming that it was clean, it happily crawled towards the door. When it got under the door, a bad idea suddenly came up in its heart. It wanted to sneak behind Zuoyue and scare him a lot. Jump!

Thinking of this, the mushroom slowed down. It stretched out a strand of white thread and wrapped it around the doorknob a few times, breaking it down. The door was opened with a gap, and the mushroom slid out.

No kitchen, no bathroom, no cab, no storage room...

The mushroom quickly crawled through the rooms, and finally felt the breath of Zuoyue at the end of the corridor.

It stretched out the white silk and broke the handle, but it didn't move at all, the door was locked.

Mushroom struggled for a while between knocking on the door and going back, and stuck to the corner of the wall in frustration, choosing to wait where he was.

A strange voice came from inside, with a strange tone, Xue Ming remembered that it was the voice of the orangutan leader that night.

It said: "It's useless, the development of the mother's body is irreversible, and it will crazily suck up all the nutrients around it, unless it dies."

Matrix?

Are they talking about themselves?

The mushrooms shook their caps, and a white thread went in through the crack of the door and stuck to the wall so that they could "listen" more clearly.

The air in the room was heavy, and the air pressure around Zuo Yue's body was terribly low, and Bai Si felt a little chilly.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

It seemed that a century had passed before Zuo Yue spoke again, his voice was hoarse and unspeakable, as dry as if it had been ground by gravel.

He said: "Take out Ah Ming's consciousness and find another container for him?"

The author has something to say: Zuo Yue: Gradually Crazy ipg.

Don't worry, Ah Ming will not make him black~

感谢在2019-12-1205:57:11~2019-12-1305:55:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: no bottle of wine;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!