Colonial Suit

Destiny!?

Blood瞳's gaze blurred.

What is destiny??

This wasn't the first time he'd heard it. From Leia to Shadow, from Shadow to Lester, and even now, Boya. They all kept mentioning the same word, destiny... or fate.

Blood瞳 didn't believe in fate. His entire life had been a struggle against it. In the brutal x35, after joining the Cosmic Mercenaries. He used his own fists to forge a new path of destiny. If he hadn't fought, he would have become food for mutated beasts back in x35.

This was a cruel world, where everything depended on oneself.

So Blood瞳 couldn't understand why such a powerful Krodel civilization, such powerful Overlords, would mention this term again and again. Did they not want to fight? Or had they already learned to give up?

Boya's voice came from his ear, he said softly. "We have resisted countless times, but... no one can change the pace of destiny."

The scene shifted, and Blood瞳 found himself in a huge biological building, in front of rows of neat modulation nests. Krodel Conquerors lay in them, their bodies covered with dense tubes.

Their condition was not good. Some still maintained their human form, while others had undergone significant mutations, with parts of their bodies rotting or turning into an unknown mass of flesh. But these were not the most terrifying. The most terrifying thing was that more than half of the Conquerors were already aging. Even with the replenishment of modulation fluid, they were still as shriveled as zombies.

In the closed modulation nests, their eyes stared blankly at the sky, like pairs of dead fish eyes.

"As early as the first case of decay, our wise men began to study this phenomenon. They used every means, and even interacted with energy civilizations. The genes of each victim were extracted separately, and the cell sequences were reconstructed through modulation. They even carried out partial gene conversion, hoping to change the genomes of these victims."

"But the ending was disappointing. Countless experiments have proved that this decay is unavoidable. And it has great uncertainty. It will cause our Conquerors to decay in a certain period of time, and everything will evaporate out of thin air. No matter how powerful a warrior is, they cannot survive."

Boya explained. His voice was full of sadness.

The scene changed again, and Blood瞳 saw a teardrop spaceship sailing in the universe, in which a strong man was sleeping in a modulation nest. He was originally going to the next planet to conquer, but suddenly his face aged, and soon turned into ashes in the modulation nest. Everything happened in a very short time, like a nightmare.

Immediately following was another scene, a Krodel Conqueror was returning to the main star with countless spoils of war. But he also completely turned to ash on the way. He didn't even have time to send a message.

Then another one, another one...

In Blood瞳's eyes, countless Krodel people followed the same ending. Some of them were weak, some were strong, and some were even experts that Blood瞳 couldn't see through. But without exception, they all died. They did not die on the glorious battlefield, but died under the irresistible decay. Those suddenly aged faces, instantly withered bodies, made Blood瞳 feel a chill.

Anyone would feel fear when facing an irresistible force, let alone such a mysterious and terrifying force?

Blood瞳 didn't know how these people died, but he knew that this was an irresistible force. A truly terrifying force that transcended the constraints of the rules of the universe. It could not be escaped, could not be resisted, just like that...

Destiny.

"This..." Blood瞳 opened his mouth, but found his voice extremely hoarse.

"What exactly is this?"

"This is destiny," Boya replied. "The destiny of us Krodel people."

"Our wise men spent hundreds of years and billions of tests to figure out that this decay is not produced in our bodies. In other words, it is not caused by our genetic defects. Every Krodel person, from the moment he is born, has already entered the countdown to decay. And the most terrible thing is that any decaying Krodel person will completely disappear, including his energy, gene sequence, and even spiritual energy particles. Completely annihilated in the universe, as if he never existed."

"That's impossible!" Blood瞳 immediately retorted. "If that's the case, how have you survived until now? As far as I know, there were many strong people among the Krodel who had long lifespans."

"This is the second point I want to tell you." Boya suddenly let out a bitter smile. After a while, he said seriously.

"We... including Leia. The reason why we can still leave a little bit of trace of existence. It's not because we have a way to avoid destiny, but because... destiny requires us to do so."

"Huh?" Blood瞳 was taken aback.

This kind of thing exists? Destiny's requirements?? What a joke? Isn't destiny fate? Does it still have consciousness and intelligence?

"I can't give you an answer to your doubts," Boya replied. "But we have indeed survived until now because of destiny. This once troubled us for many years. It wasn't until we knew that the Krodel had perished that we understood that the reason it let us go was not because we were so strong, but because it needed us to stay."

"To be precise..."

"It needs the continuation of the Krodel."

This... this is impossible!?

The most ⊥ new ⊥ small ⊥ say ⊥ is ⊥ in ⊥ six ⊥ 9 ⊥⊥ book ⊥⊥ bar ⊥⊥ first ⊥ hair!

Hearing Boya's words, Blood瞳's eyes suddenly widened, revealing an unbelievable look.

Unexpectedly, it was such an absurd reason.

What destiny, what fate. How could it care about the survival of a race? In Blood瞳's consciousness, fate has always been ethereal, high above. It dominates the trajectory of the entire world. Cold, yet mysterious. Even the most bizarre mysticism of the Cosmic Mercenaries cannot truly understand its existence. It can be said that in this universe, fate is the supreme law.

No creature, no individual, no substance, no existence can escape the manipulation of fate.

What reason does the Krodel have to be looked at differently by fate?

"Because..." Boya's voice sounded again, full of weird, yet sad meaning.

"Because we are its playthings..."

"The reason it left us is because it doesn't want us to perish. And those companions who died before... are its food."

Wh, what!?

For a moment, Blood瞳 couldn't believe his ears.

What does Boya mean by this sentence, food? What food??

Under the shock in his heart, Blood瞳 only heard Boya's slightly trembling voice.

"Have you, heard of a zookeeper?"