Him and their stars

This is a bugtan, with a fat and soft strip-shaped body, no legs, but six forelimbs. Four of them are not so much forelimbs as they are very flexible and powerful tentacles. The remaining two arms have the characteristics of mammals, with muscular bodies and distinct claws. They hang in front of the body like a gorilla, supporting half of his torso.

At first glance, this creature looks like a lavender silkworm with arms, but it has a round, hairless head full of mammalian characteristics, distinct facial features, and even a lively and rich expression.

Probably because its head is so round, its facial features are flat, and its big round eyes are very bright. For the first generation, it doesn't have the uncanny valley effect, but it feels a bit naive like a cartoon.

In fact, in everyone's inherent concept, this is indeed a race with a peaceful temperament, optimism and destiny, diligence and simplicity, and a strong and durable race. They are excellent workers, especially suitable for work on space stations or large ships. Plumbing.

In addition, because of their honest, simple and patient character, as well as their cheerful image, they are also very suitable for working as childcare workers in kindergartens and nursing homes.

As a result, in just half a century, this indigenous race whose home planet is located in the New World Alliance colony has provided more than 2 billion workers to the galactic countries.

Fortunately, so far, their working life in the galaxy is still very good, and more than one million bugtans have even obtained the citizenship and permanent residence rights of the Alliance.

This Bugtan man also has an amiable aura very similar to his fellow racers, and his facial features clearly show a simple, honest, and even slightly social smile. He nodded politely to everyone: "Good morning! Actually, I really don’t want to meet you all here.”

He spoke very calmly, and his expression was still honest and even a little dull. He even managed a smile that was not very skillful, and even looked a little shy or even timid. His body, which looks like a large silkworm baby, should be more than two meters long, but most of his body must lie on the ground to maintain balance.

When half of the body is standing up, even including the head, it is only about one meter tall, which is about the same as a small child. At first glance, it is even smaller than the slaves and goblins. It is really not intimidating.

However, no matter how seemingly harmless a race is, it tears a human body alive like this, and when it comes out of it, the impact of the appearance is naturally overwhelming.

That scene was even scarier than the 100% live reenactment of "Painted Skin" as imagined. After all, the story was really just a painted skin, but here the limbs were torn and bloody, and the torn organs were even twitching.

Only then did Tyna Moen suddenly remember that she had previously discussed the basic rights and interests of bugtan workers with her colleagues at the Herald, and wanted to make some achievements in this regard. But now it seems that it is no longer a labor issue, but a consideration of the mental state and social security of all members of this race.

In comparison, Captain Mudak should have known that this bug tanker would appear, but he behaved even more collapsed. He couldn't help shouting: "Didn't we agree on twenty minutes? During the mission, only twenty minutes Didn't you show up only if there was no news for a few minutes?"

"Are you passing information to them?" The Bugtan man glanced at the other party in confusion, but did not mind. He just said: "I don't want to work either. But there is no way. The situation is very tense now. I also I just got the news from above and came here temporarily from work. Didn’t you see that I’m still wearing work clothes now?”

Are you wearing work clothes? Everyone looked at his soft and chubby purple body, and were surprised to find that he actually had a blue vest on his neck - but because his body was too round, the vest was squeezed into a scarf. The scarf is clearly marked with the words "Nephi Star Network Broadcast Engineering and Technology Department".

Captain Mudak showed a dazed expression and murmured: "Did you fail? Phew, you really failed!"

"It is normal for this kind of trick to fail. Only a few succeed. I have wanted to say it before, you will form path dependence in this way. If you cannot consider the underlying logic of the general public to empower actions, Strengthen your cognition, iterate your thinking and play style, and you will reach the top sooner or later." The bug tank man sighed, shook his head and said: "In short, there should be expert intervention at the scene, and the C114 operator has been arrested. I must deal with it immediately It’s the end of the hand.”

He turned around and still raised his body like a stubborn large silkworm, but he raised both arms that were on the ground. Only then did everyone realize that although it looked harmless to humans and animals, its arms were long and thick, with at least four joints, making it more flexible than most humans and demi-humans.

Then, the four fingers on his palm moved like magic, and weapons appeared in both hands. If you look carefully, you will see that there is a wristwatch-like device on his arm, which should have the function of space equipment.

Looking at the Bugtan man's hands, one hand held a long-handled weapon with various circuit boards and data lines hanging on it, and the top was a wheel-shaped sharp blade. I didn't know if it was a staff or a battle ax with various designs. The other hand was holding a large pistol-shaped syringe.

This should really be a syringe. However, it is said to be in the shape of a pistol, but it also has a magazine that is at least twenty centimeters long, which makes people panic when looking at it.

He raised his pistol, which was very characteristic of urban guerrilla warfare, and said seriously: "So, in order to avoid the most tragic thing from happening, can you cooperate with my work? You don't need to think too much about it. Here are two great things for me to do." The gadget made by my instructor only needs a small bump to make everyone forget what happened today. It won’t hurt too much, please believe me.”

No one in the trio failed to take action. They were both psykers, and they could all feel that the tone of the other person's voice did not fluctuate, but the murderous aura in his body was increasing.

Taina Mohn gritted her teeth and held her pistol and lightsaber, but she just wanted to shrink into the corner of the room. She indeed lacks the combat experience to fight against masters, and she even lacks the fighting will to bend rather than bend. She understood now that if her surname hadn't been Moen, and if Xiao Qing hadn't been the daughter of the Earl of Yongdi, the other party would have killed her without hesitation.

...Wait, why are there only two shots?

She looked at Ash subconsciously and understood immediately, and the anger in her heart was suddenly ignited. But even so, she still couldn't suppress the fear in her heart.

Gongsun Qing is always much more decisive than his peers. She just looked at the person in front of her coldly, held the Cold Soul Spirit Sword that had condensed countless evil spirits and cold energy across her chest, and pinched her hands in a defensive gesture.

"I have seen the flow of spiritual energy in your body. You may be stronger than me, but you are either 'controlling' or 'communing'. You should be better at handling large-scale psychic control and group combat techniques!"

The Chongtan man was slightly startled, then looked up and down at Gongsun Qing with admiring eyes, and said in a magnanimous tone: "Smart lady!"

"I stayed in the Guerrilla Association for three years and didn't do anything serious, but I still learned the exquisite swordsmanship of their Nebula Guardian. What I'm best at is protecting and fighting in this small area. I am confident that I can use your killing move Force him out."

The Bug Tan man continued to nod as if I was an honest person: "You can indeed do it. But, why?"

"Your attacks are earth-shattering, but my skills are just a few inches. Guess how long it will take to attract other masters? In the process, will you be caught by me? More importantly, here After all, we are in a space city. You don’t want to blow open the city walls here and cause the entire city to structurally collapse, right?” Gongsun Qing said in a deep voice.

The bugtan man showed a shocked expression, as if he had just discovered this blind spot.

"You are indeed very smart for your age. No, you can be called a genius! Especially in terms of actual combat choices."

Gongsun Qing always felt that the other party was mocking him. After all, my best friends are Feifei, purple-haired lolita, and the like. Even Selena, who is naturally black, is at least a genius in singing and composing. The only "male best friend" is a god whose name cannot be mentioned randomly. When it comes to choosing the champion, she always feels that she is the least smart among her friends.

However, before she could say anything, the other party casually shook the spring on her arm.

With a soothing and gentle sound of steel friction, the nano mecha reeds popped out from the wrist watch on his arm, completely covering his entire body. Soon, the bugtan man transformed from a large silkworm into a large steel snake that was one size smaller, and the intimidation of its appearance was immediately enhanced by several orders of magnitude.

"But, you are wrong. Little girl, even if this space city collapses, I can live for at least half an hour longer. In this process, I have nine opportunities to escape and find support. A total of nine. "He raised the wheel ax stick in his hand, and a number "nine" flashed on the electronic instrument panel above.

This time, the pressure naturally shifted to Gongsun Qing and her friends. Then, there was no waiting for them to react. Countless arcs of electricity were wrapped around the body of the bugtanman who transformed into a big steel snake, and all the utensils, furniture, and even the walls in the room began to crack. Those fragments instantly completed the shape change during the collapse process and turned into sharp blades. It was clearly within a small space indoors, but it already had the momentum of a huge storm, overwhelming everyone.

Gongsun Qing finally understood.

The opponent didn't mind destroying this place at all, and even said that he wanted to destroy this space city more than himself, even if it just caused a district-level cabin to lose pressure and collapse. When it comes to silence, I'm afraid this is the best method.

As for Captain Mudak over there, he had closed his eyes and looked indifferent to life and death. In other words, the moment this big bug entered the scene, he was already ready to die.

But at this moment, behind the Bugtan man, a shadow suddenly appeared, coming from behind the door like a ghost. The figure seemed to have only taken a slight step, but it had already passed through the lightning and formed a barrier.

He stretched out his hand calmly and pressed it on the insect tank man's head without any obstruction. Then, all the sharp blade fragments like steel storms fell to the ground with clatter. The magnetic field shield formed by the arc completely dissipated, leaving not even a trace of airflow behind.

Immediately afterwards, the attacker just made a simple action of pulling out and taking off the armor. The steel armor wrapped around the body of the insect tank fell apart on the spot like a building block house with its supporting parts removed.

Then, there was a "pop", and the soft and plump insect Tanman, who looked like a large spring silkworm, fell to the ground. His whole body was limp and completely unable to move. Only his round head showed a look that ranged from confusion to shock to despair. expression.

I have to admit that the expressions of the bugtans are indeed very rich and expressive, and their heads look a bit like Thomas the Tank Engine. No wonder there are kindergarten teachers of this race in many kindergartens in the alliance.

"This is indeed something I never thought of." He said plaintively in a tone that sounded like an aria: "A villain like me should at least say hello when he comes out. But a master like you is so ignorant of martial ethics."

It was only then that the sneak attacker really revealed his true appearance. Naturally, it is a certain divinely chosen champion who has never talked about martial ethics.

Gongsun Qing was surprised and asked: "Why are you here?"

"So, you really don't know I'm here?" Yu Lianqi asked.

"I don't know! Aren't you supervising the construction at Taita Shipyard?" When Gongsun Qing said this, he suddenly showed a suspicious look: "You didn't leave your post without permission and skipped work to play, right?"

Yu Lian thought about it carefully and realized that his whereabouts should be considered a security secret of the alliance. His coming to Green Locust City to reunite with his old classmates was indeed an impromptu move, so it was not surprising that no one noticed him.

Besides, if you still make trouble here even though you know you are there, don't you look down on me, Hero Yu Lian, too much?

"Well, seeing as you really don't know I'm there, I can give you some face." Yu Lian looked at the Mengma Rui Security Bureau officer. At this time, he was not happy to escape at all, but huddled in the chair with his eyes closed in despair, as if he could disguise himself as a coffee table.

Yu Lian casually drew a chair from the corner of the room and sat down in front of the insect tanker: "Little snake. Where is your name and action code? What level of executive officer are you?"

"You are mistaken. I am a bugtan, not a snake. This will constitute racial discrimination." He retorted seriously.

Yu Lian raised his hand again, sucked in the large syringe-like thing, and pointed the gun at the opponent's head: "I'm curious about how you jumped over just now, but I'm even more curious. What exactly is inside this? How about satisfying my curiosity once and for all?”

The bugtan man held his head high, like an unyielding fighter, looking directly into Yu Lian's eyes and the muzzle of the gun, and said frankly: "Okay, okay, please forgive me for being a boring person." Programmer, the Alliance language is not very good, and does not understand rhetoric. This, um, the first-level executive officer of the World Serpent, 'The Feather of the Sky' Lobag, salutes you, general."

Yu Lian had to express a little surprise. He had no use for any of his methods just now, but he didn't expect that the other party was so frank. He was almost the most frank snake head he had ever seen.

Speaking of which, the first-level executive officer is on the same level as the first-level beloved relatives and friends, right? Thinking of this, Yu Lian couldn't help but feel friendly, but he smiled and said: "Just a green caterpillar, with such an arrogant code name, aren't you afraid of being beaten?"

"Your racist remarks are getting more and more excessive. I am also a serious mammal." He said helplessly: "Besides, this nickname was given to me by my mentor."

"Oh, 'past'? Or Miss Lily?"

"No, it's Mr. Future." He raised his head very proudly.