Gods: The Swarm

Cradle resource well, inner circle.

The micro wellheads that appear densely from time to time, while throwing out a large amount of God's Domain fragments, also bring about violent void disturbances.

The void turbulence wrapped with resource materials, in the rushing flow, pulls each other together, forming a flowing God's Domain fragment resource belt.

In the core area of ​​this intermediate resource well, the void turbulence is more like a surging tide, and it stirs up a raging sea from time to time.

The void disturbances that are difficult to find regularities, like thousands of ocean currents in the sea, spread radially to the surrounding area. This is what the gods call the void ocean currents.

Each void ocean current has a very wide radiation range, and contains countless God's Domain fragments.

Unfortunately, in this extremely chaotic environment of disturbance, it will cause the exploration beacon to be unable to accurately detect the surrounding situation. Once they are released, basically no effective information can be obtained.

Therefore, it is much more difficult to search for resources in the void ocean current than in the circle.

At the edge of the inner circle of the cradle, at the end of a branch of the void ocean current, the flow rate is greatly slowed down.

A huge reddish-brown land is slowly floating with countless barren fragments around it.

From a distance, it looks like a dry maple leaf falling into a stream and drifting with the waves.

In fact, this is a continent made of pieces of fragments of the Godless Domain, glued together and spliced ​​together.

The surface and inside of the cradle are completely covered by wildly growing fungal vegetation.

If a passing god uses his divine mind to perceive, it is not difficult to notice that the countless tentacles of these fungal vegetation exposed in the void are slowly absorbing the free energy in the void and becoming more and more vigorous.

They are the new fungal blankets that Han Fei has spent a lot of time and energy to improve and optimize many times.

And this continent glued together by fungal blankets is the bridgehead for the swarm army to enter the inner circle of the cradle.

Countless meteorite-like fragments of the barren divine domain, covered and spliced ​​by fungal blankets, have formed a vast continent of hundreds of millions of kilometers.

Around this continent, more fragments of the barren divine domain are still being dragged by the Zerg fleet, gathering in an endless stream, and the area of ​​this continent is constantly increasing.

In the underground command room of the fungal blanket continent.

As a brainworm legion leader who is carrying out a glorious mission, Wilson is now bored and counting the development of this forward base and taking inventory of various resources salvaged recently.

Comparing the resource price list issued by Han Fei, he finally finished the preliminary valuation of the resources collected recently.

"Hey, there's still a lot to go."

After calculating the recent income, Wilson scratched his head with his tentacles with some worry.

Generally speaking, with the cowardly nature of the brainworm group, basically no one will take the initiative to apply for such a mission.

A brand new job without a precedent represents a huge risk.

However, in order to mobilize the subjective initiative of the brainworms, Han Fei gave too much when issuing this recruitment task.

If enough valuable resources are salvaged within the specified time, the brainworms who perform the task can return to the divine domain and receive generous rewards.

Such generous treatment is undoubtedly a good way to greatly improve the quality of life for brainworms who can never be promoted to holy spirits.

Especially for brainworms at the level of legion commander like Wilson, the rewards they can get will be dozens of times the salary of military positions.

If they are lucky, they can get high-level precious resources, and the performance commission they can get can be said to be a windfall.

Therefore, knowing that they will not meet other minions of gods when they serve as fleet commanders and stay in the inner circle of the "cradle" for a long time, the brainworms still fight for this job.

Take a chance, and the bicycle will become a motorcycle.

After arriving in this area, Wilson spent more than two years but still hadn't salvaged enough resources. Every day, he was frustrated about his bad luck.

If he wanted to obtain resources in the void ocean current, he could only send a fleet to conduct a large-scale dragnet search due to the limited function of the exploration beacon.

The specific harvest depends entirely on luck.

His garrison mission lasted for ten years, but the previous two fleet commanders took less than two years to reach the salvage quota, completed the mission early, and returned to the God's Domain to enjoy a good insect life.

Just as Wilson was complaining about himself, the commander of the third squadron received an enemy report in the consciousness network.

Controlling the mobile nutrition cabin, Wilson quickly rushed to the bridge.

Wrapped in the real mental power, the whole body leaped up and entered the special brain worm command cabin.

As the hatch closed, high-concentration nutrients were quickly injected.

The pressure in the cabin continued to increase until the nutrient solution became nearly semi-solid, wrapping Wilson tightly.

"Buzz......."

With the infusion of Wilson's mental power, the underlying structure of the consciousness network vibrated at a high frequency, and a buzzing sound from the consciousness level emerged.

The invisible and intangible consciousness network continued to extend with a clear direction.

It traversed the endless void and instantly captured and connected with the commander of the squadron who sent back the warning.

Wilson asked anxiously through consciousness transmission: "Anderson, what's the situation on your side?"

"Sir, we encountered an enemy fleet on our way back."

"It was a small fleet of hundreds of ships, all small frigates with high-speed maneuvers. I judged that this might be the enemy's scout force."

Anderson can become the commander of the squadron, and he is also a high-ranking general at the brigade level. His analysis of the enemy situation is relatively reliable.

"Can we get rid of them?"

Wilson asked a nonsense question with a fluke.

The ships of the Zerg Fleet are all built according to the specifications of large transport ships.

Even if the power system and engine equipment are specially strengthened, the overall shipbuilding level is there, and the cruising speed is just the level of ordinary combat ships of the same density.

If you are targeted by a high-speed frigate, it is difficult to get rid of it by accelerating.

"The enemy is faster than us, and I can't get rid of them at all."

After answering Wilson's question, Anderson continued to ask: "Sir, what do you think next, should we annihilate them with all our strength, or leave a small number of ships to cover the rear?"

Each reorganized squadron of the Zerg has 10,000 ships, carrying more than 100 million void swarms.

Wilson did not answer immediately, but through the mental network, he signaled the crew of the monocular worm in the bridge to export the star map and coordinate points.

"Your current position is too close to this forward base. At the normal sailing speed of the ship, it will arrive here in less than two days."

"It is only a matter of time before this forward base is found by the enemy. Even if this scout force can be completely wiped out, it will not make much sense."

"Send a small number of ships to stop them from chasing, and the remaining large forces will return at full speed."

After weighing the pros and cons, Wilson gave this order.

Then, he also gave the return instructions to the commanders of other squadrons exploring.

The reconnaissance individuals scattered around the surrounding area and the optical sensors with ultra-long-range vision were also activated at full power.

"Great Lord, the humble Wilson begs for your attention..."

After completing a series of arrangements, Wilson did not forget to report the latest situation here to Han Fei through the line of faith and ask for his instructions.

Han Fei, who was working like crazy in the God's Domain, frowned after a little perception.

Then he used Wilson as the anchor point to cast the shadow of the God.

When the shadow solidified, Han Fei looked around and his eyes twitched slightly.

The various operating equipment in the command room of this base has very distinctive Zerg characteristics, and the button panels on the command desk are saved as much as possible.

However, all the equipment that can be controlled by mind through mental bridges has been modularly integrated.

Both Wilson and the single-eyed worm were lying in a special nutrition cabin.

The whole command room looked like a morgue full of small coffins, and it was chilly.

The dim light, coupled with the purple-red fungal carpet attached to the wall, directly pulled the gloomy, terrifying, and evil atmosphere to the fullest, and it didn't even need a set design to shoot a horror movie.

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