The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

Nothing, but a bad taste. This is the purpose and source of happiness of a well-known and non-lethal orbital group. The continuous killing and bloodshed on the orbital line is too boring, even if you bring the magician yourself. Yes, it is necessary to wash your eyes occasionally.

"How long will it take for this ship to fly to the settlement?"

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"Hey, man, talking to you!"

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"I'm the one who fucked you??"

Comrade Lao Wang was furious. I was the boss of the Wizard of Oz. The tree was still but the wind was still blowing. He had almost forgotten what it felt like to be ignored like this. Unfortunately, his anger was ineffective. The soldier named Rod Weiss had no expression on his face. Step by step, it's like being in military training, which makes a person be happy and silent but shouldering a huge burden.

Lao Wang rolled his eyes, casually took out a small pocket of destiny coins and stuffed them directly into the opponent's pocket: "Take it for tea! Brother Bing, how long are we from your target location?"

Rodvis patted his pocket skillfully, immediately raised his arm to wipe off the sludge on the electronic watch, pointed at the countdown display and even tried to squeeze out a service-oriented smile when speaking: "8 hours 1s my pleasure, to serving you~”

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I can only say that he is indeed a human being. Even though he is such a fucking bird, he still can’t forget to fish for money and water. It’s all engraved in his DNA. Damn it. I don’t know if this guy’s fishing skills are like his. It was natural at that time when he was still a normal person.

"Goose, goose, leopard, goose, goose, leopard," Li Leisi laughed out loud without holding back, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know we are doing infiltration, but it's so funny."

Lao Wang had a dark look on his face: "You really have a low point of laughter!"

Li Cang was playing with the Gong Ling filled with Zerg pheromone matrix and looking at the surrounding cabins from time to time: "If we weren't standing here now, it would be really hard to believe that something as rigorous as pheromone could be used in this way. It's so careless that you can pretend to be something similar. Humans are still human beings, and they can't really go along with things like bugs. They only have appearances. Well, they don't even exist. "

"But it's quite interesting!" Li Laixi even secretly rejoiced: "It's a game that doesn't have a quest line but can follow the story. I can play it happily. Canteen, rush duck!"

Li Cang actually nodded seriously, but as soon as he entered the cafeteria, he put the master down on the chopping board——

"Bang~"

"Shuashua~"

There are still many middle- and upper-class members of the fleet dining here during non-established meal times, but obviously, the artistic and beautiful Zerg substrates on the table are not as eye-catching as the bustle here. In an instant, those guys all gathered together. He turned his head and looked towards them.

"Hey, it looks like Sous Chef Joseph Mitchell has finally pissed off our distinguished guest!"

“Missing the days when Chef Winston was still around.”

"Come on, man, kick his ass, please, we'd be kicking him if we weren't co-workers."

"I still don't understand why Winston would choose a guy like this to be his deputy. Hell, he can't even make a delicious avocado salad!"

"Why do you think you miss the days when Chef Winston is away so much?"

"What?"

"Despicable cook!"

Li Cang put the first mate down on the chopping board. Li Laixi and Lao Wang were not surprised at all, but this group of "NPCs" really shocked them. For a moment or two, the three of them almost realized that these people were actually normal. Human illusion.

Li Laisi's eyes lit up: "Holy crap! Automatically triggered plot dialogue! This response mechanism is so advanced! It's so interesting!"

"Haha, I'm afraid you're not dreaming. It's most likely just a reenactment of previous behavior. Look at the marks on the floor. Can you see the path under each of their feet? They're all so polished that they're shiny. Who knows? How many times has it been repeated?”

"Wang, please shut up your nonsense! It's really disappointing!"

Li Cang started to roll up his sleeves over there: "Although it sounds a bit outrageous, if it is true as we suspected, the more movement instructions people have, the more specific and organic lesions will be more obvious."

"Oh, I can understand what you mean, these people are hopeless." Lao Wang said, "But I still don't quite understand the working mechanism of this thing. Bugs and people don't go together no matter how you think about it. What if you don't have that weapon?" What about specific characterization of qualitative lesions?”

Li Cang spread his hands and said: "There is nothing like this, so we can only think about the bloodline. Is it okay to venture a guess that this thing has serious suspicions and is trying to evolve a new bloodline under the rules of the little coin boy?"

Lao Wang nodded indifferently: "Oh, bloodline level."

"You're a der!" Li Laixi didn't dislike this stupid thing at all: "Li Cang means that this thing is contagious! Infective! Form a new blood group!"

"What do you mean?" Lao Wang was confused and still couldn't understand, "Wait, wait a minute, let me think about it, are you trying to say that after experiencing the zombie virus once, people will be infected again? Passed through the sieve?"

Li Cang pointed around: "With this scale and this kind of situation, it's hard not to make people think that if this 'virus' is solidified, then the bugs will really be legal stay in line with the logic of the little coin kid." Well, who knows what they can do.”

Lao Wang smacked his lips. The sense of crisis forced his brain circuit to burst out fierce sparks of wisdom in an instant: "I understand. Let's get some samples for the goldfish and the Academy of Sciences, and make a vaccine for the insect virus. Seek fame and profit, and f**king peel off a layer of skin from the people of the world!"

In an instant, a belief, an ideal, and a sense of mission of a lofty ambition struck Comrade Lao Wang's heart. I have to f**king protect the world's great sword business, I have to f**king save this cold and thin world, and I have to f**king ignite the supreme flame that warms all world lines!

"Don't you understand the principle of destroying as soon as you discover it?" Li Cang said with a sigh. It was hard to tell whether the expression on his face was a sign of him watching the fun with interest or a sign of genuine indifference: "If this thing was consciously created by the bugs, it would probably not be as trivialized as the virus that caused the first zombie apocalypse. If this thing gets out of control when it is transported to the base, it will be a lot of fun!"

"Ah, this." Lao Wang's eyes gradually became firm, as firm as if he could join the party: "Discover! Destroy! When will we do it?"

"Just do the work at hand first!"

"Okay~"

Crack, a knife cuts into the soul.

Mitchell, the still struggling assistant chef, had a vertical red line from head to toe. The blood color that came out actually had a trace of fluorescent components. The incision was smooth and the knife skills were experienced, but the bones, brain tissue, heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys did not seem to be abnormal at all. Even the results of the identification of each part were normal. He was just an ordinary subordinate.

"It's over." The absence of abnormality is the biggest abnormality. Master Wang made a compassionate voice, "No, no, my big sword, my foot bath city, my Shang K, my impart!"

As I said, Lao Wang has no interest in most life-saving shops. He has neither hope nor pity. He has been worried about the two things as big as the basket from beginning to end -

The life logic he loves is impacted.

biu~

Happiness is gone.