Civilized Zerg Lord

Chapter 140 Light Fruit
The fall of Bibo was a deep blow to the murloc civilization.

The once peaceful and harmonious Bibo has completely turned into the territory of the Zerg.

Most of the facilities in the industrial area were taken over by the Zerg intact, and countless captured fishmen were transformed into another form of existence.

These people who were once ordinary fishmen are now given a new identity by the Zerg - chips.

They became the cards in Arthur's hand, used to contain and threaten the fishman lord.

The Zerg's bargaining chip is not only material facilities and resources, but also the precise understanding of the psychology of the fishmen.

The fishman lord had to think twice before choosing strategic weapons.

Although they possess powerful strategic weapons, they can instantly destroy the insect swarms in the blue waves.

But those fishmen controlled by the Zerg, their compatriots, have become bargaining chips that they dare not touch.

Even if the fishman lord Shinobu Oshima is not kind at all, he must consider the impact that such an action will have on the fishmen's sense of civilization.

If you press that decisive button, it means that tens of millions of murloc lives may be lost.

This kind of pain and helplessness makes the fishman's strategic decision-making extremely difficult.

In this case, Bibo's battle entered a delicate state of balance.

The Zerg used the fishmen's fears and doubts to stabilize their position on the blue waves.

While Shinobu Oshima was under heavy pressure, he was also looking for a way to break the situation.

This war has only just begun.

The Zerg began to transform the captured fishmen, but this transformation only stayed at a low level, mainly focusing on the ordinary genetic level.

The genes of these fishmen were injected with a special virus.

This virus is closely connected to their life mechanism.

Once the swarm wants to eliminate them, they only need to activate these genetic viruses.

These transformed fish-men were further influenced and shaped.

Their judgment and decision-making are subtly adjusted to favor the interests of the swarm.

This influence penetrates deeply into their thinking and behavior patterns, causing them to unconsciously serve the Swarm.

Their minds are manipulated to create an overwhelming sense of loyalty to the Swarm.

Even at critical moments, they may turn against those untransformed murlocs.

This genetic modification process is both cruel and efficient, and the modified fish-men have become loyal tools of the insect swarm.

Those fishmen who have not been transformed are regarded as threats and enemies.

This strategy not only allows the swarm to effectively control and exploit these fishmen.

It also gave them a greater advantage in the battle with the fishman lord.

.........

Oshima Shinobi was currently sitting in the imperial palace of the capital, facing the imperial ministers of the entire dynasty.

He could hardly believe his ears. He had just learned that the capital, Bibo, had completely fallen into the hands of the swarm, and the Imperial Legion was unable to resist.

Shinobu Oshima angrily asked the imperial minister:

"Didn't you already take measures to use Bibo as bait to clean out all the Zerg spies? Why did it get out of control? What did you do wrong?"

"Why do so many insect swarms suddenly appear in the empire!"

"Who can tell me how many insect nests there are in the empire now?"

"And how could that ancient octopus be transformed by the Zerg? Isn't it going to die of old age? Isn't it being imprisoned in the Prison of Eternal Ascension?"

Shinobu Oshima's question made the imperial ministers panic.

They knew that after serious mistakes, more legions should have been guarding Bibo, but now they fell into the hands of the enemy.

They were speechless and could only silently bear the blame of the angry fishman lord.

Seeing their silence, Shinobu Oshima felt even more angry.

He couldn't understand why a situation that could have been prevented would develop to this point.

The results were painful and disappointing, and other ministers also felt guilty and powerless.

At this moment, the hall was filled with a heavy atmosphere.

Everyone was silent, only Shinobu Oshima's angry voice echoed.

They were all thinking about what went wrong and why it had come to this point.

The fall of Bibo was undoubtedly a huge blow to the murloc civilization.

Oshima Shinobi stood up from the throne, his eyes as cold as iron.

"12, 34, 233... Legions, return to the empire immediately!"

He ordered all legions to immediately return to aid Bibo, his voice without hesitation and without a trace of trembling.

He knew full well that this order would be the beginning of an all-out war, but he did not back down.

"We must take Bibo back!" Oshima Shinobi's tone was full of firmness and determination, and his eyes swept over every minister in the hall.

"At the same time, the zombie virus must be eliminated as soon as possible to eliminate this crisis."

However, the opposition of many generals put him in trouble.

They stood up one after another, their eyes full of worry. "His Majesty!"

said an old general, his voice full of worry.

"The situation on the border is already very difficult. If we withdraw the legion, I am afraid that the embankment of a thousand miles will collapse into an ant nest."

His voice fell, and there was a brief silence in the hall.

Oshima Shinobi looked at them with a cold and hard light in his eyes.

He knew it was a difficult decision, but he didn't want to give up.

Shinobu Oshima took a deep breath, and then said:

"I know this is a difficult decision."

"But there are tens of millions of fishmen and industrial areas in Bibo. We must do everything possible to take it back."

"As for the border, I believe our troops can hold it."

Shinobu Oshima's words were full of determination and firmness, making it impossible to refute.

However, the generals' eyes were still full of worry.

But they also understand that if no action is taken, the core areas and borders of the empire will fall into a more dangerous situation.

Shinobu Oshima sat alone in his dormitory, his thoughts swirling in his heart.

He opened the lord system and sent his request to various forces.

His fingers slid gently on the virtual screen, and the beat of each letter represented his determination.

After a while, a dwarf with a huge head was projected in front of him. This was the lord of the gray-brain civilization: Nakano.

Nakano's image looks a little funny, but his eyes sparkle with wisdom.

"Lord Oshima, do you have anything to do with me?" Nakano's voice echoed in the air.

The Gray Brain civilization was the first civilization to encircle and suppress the Zerg fleet, one of which was destroyed by a sea crash. It has powerful land and sea military power.

Shinobu Oshima needed his help, but at the same time, he also needed to maintain his dignity as much as possible. "Lord Nakano, I'm here to seek help from you." Shinobu Oshima's tone was very humble.

"Our civilized territory is being threatened by the Zerg. I hope to use your strength to resist this threat together."

"If the Zerg completely takes over my sea area, I'm afraid you will never have the chance to eradicate the Zerg lord!"

Lord Nakano frowned. He obviously did not expect Shinobu Oshima to make such a request.

"Lord Oshima, you have thousands of Poseidon Halberds in your hands, how could you be beaten so badly by the Zerg?"

The Nakano Lord asked in a deep voice, "The Zerg civilization has just emerged from the trial world not many years ago."

"Although I was tricked by the Zerg last time, the frontal strength of the Zerg is not very strong."

Oshima Shinobu's heart tightened, he understood the worries of Lord Nakano.

"Lord of the middle field, the real terror of the Zerg is not a frontal attack, but penetration. My civilization has now been penetrated into every corner of the civilization by the Zerg."

"It was too late when I found out, which led to the current situation."

"Lord of the middle field, you'd better pay attention to the stability of your civilization. If it fluctuates greatly, it is likely that it has been infiltrated by the insect swarm."

The Nakano Lord was silent for a moment, obviously thinking about this issue.

"I will consider your suggestion, Lord Oshima."

Oshima Shinobi felt relieved, he knew that this was the best result.

Nakano closed his system interface, his heart filled with deep worries.

Shinobu Oshima's words weighed heavily on his heart like a stone.

This reminded him that the stability of his civilization had indeed fluctuated significantly.

Moreover, the genes of the gray brain civilization also have a double helix structure, and it is likely that they will also be penetrated by the Zerg.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

Then, Nakano quickly contacted the data center department of his own civilization and asked them to start analyzing suspicious characters within the civilization.

His voice was serious and decisive, and every word was like a hammer hitting everyone's hearts.

"I need a full review internally,"

Nakano emphasized again, "From officials at all levels to senior researchers to grassroots employees, no one can be excluded. I need to determine whether there is an insider. This is the current top priority."

Nakano's orders were swiftly carried out.

The staff in the data center department immediately took action, their eyes fixed on the screen, and the rapid data flow and calculations silently illustrated their busyness.

Suddenly, a data clerk stood up and said to Nakano:

"Führer, there is a problem with the list of people going to perform missions in new sea areas."

Nakano was stunned for a moment, frowning, and after taking a closer look, he found that it was a list of teams transporting Devil Fruit.

He discovered that several unimportant positions had suddenly been replaced.

And this fruit is also a particularly rare natural ability fruit: the light fruit!
Nakano was very confused. This task was very important. How could such a problem occur?

He looked at the screen calmly, his mind spinning rapidly, thinking about possible situations.

"This mission is level one, why does this problem occur?"

Nakano frowned and tapped his fingers gently in the void.

"It looks like someone wants to take this opportunity to step in and seize the light fruit."

"This fruit is a rare type of natural ability fruit, a light fruit.

And this task should not be replaced, so it is really strange that this problem occurs. "

Nakano sighed, "It seems that there is really a mole inside my civilization."

Nakano's face was full of solemn expression, and he knew what this meant.

The dataman quickly transmitted the information to the new sea, his fingers flying across the keyboard, transmitting detailed information about the anomaly.

Suddenly, his eyes widened and he looked at Leader Nakano in horror.

"Führer!" The data clerk's tone was filled with panic, "The transport fleet has been out of contact for 10 minutes!"

Head Nakano was shocked. He immediately looked at the screen and found that the transport fleet heading to the new sea area had stayed there for more than ten minutes without moving at all.

The data clerk's fingers were tapping quickly on the keyboard, mobilizing some detectors around the fleet, trying to find the specific reason why the fleet lost contact.

"Activate the emergency contact device!" Chief Nakano's command voice sounded, and the entire data center was enveloped in a tense atmosphere.

The communication device was turned on, and the communication signals within the fleet were instantly transmitted back to the data center.

The data showed that no abnormalities were found within the fleet, as if everything was operating normally.

"Could it be that the signal was cut off?" Head Nakano was confused. He turned to look at the data clerk.

"Immediately investigate all the data before and after the fleet lost contact, and we must find out the reason!"

.........

At this moment, on the core flagship of the transport fleet, a gray-brained man quietly and successfully paralyzed the central system of the flagship.

His movements were skillful and swift, as elusive as an erratic shadow.

All the Gray Brains on the fleet began to look for problems in the fleet, and many of them began to repair the paralyzed systems.

But some gray-brained people who acted strangely began to perform other tasks, and their eyes were set on the blue sea.

The gray-brained man whose system had just been paralyzed began to send strange signals to the deep sea, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes.

This was his masterpiece, and he felt filled with satisfaction as he watched the gray-brained people move in response to his signal.

Due to system paralysis, the fleet stopped in the ocean, as if it were an isolated island, quietly suspended in the blue world.

A strange sound suddenly appeared in the deep sea, making the gray-brained people monitoring the sonar feel unprecedentedly nervous.

"Report to commander, the system is paralyzed and the fleet cannot move forward!" A gray-brained man reported to the commander of the core flagship.

The commander frowned and glanced around the fleet. What he saw were faces of horror and confusion.

"What's going on?" he asked, "Which department has the problem?"

"Report to Commander, there is a malfunction in the central system, and we are trying our best to repair it." A technician replied with a trembling voice.

"What about the other fleets?" the commander asked, "Have they encountered the same problem?"

"Report Commander, we are contacting other fleets, but there is no response yet." A communications soldier replied.

"What the hell." The commander whispered, "What the hell is going on?"

Unknowingly, the fleet was surrounded, as if caught by a huge black mist, unable to escape.

After the system was restored, the fleet began to send signals to the outside world, but found that the restored system began to contact the outside world, but was severely interfered and unable to contact the outside world.

The fleet's vision blurred, and everything around it became unfamiliar and unpredictable.

No one understood what was going on.

They could only watch helplessly as their fleet was affected by the strange forces appearing in the deep sea, unable to make any reaction.

"What should we do?" asked the gray-brained man.

"We can only wait." The commander replied in a deep voice, "We must wait for the fleet to restore contact and then find out what happened."

(End of this chapter)