Zerg: An incredible way to survive

That night, he did not start killing civilians because he lost his mind. Instead, he had a clear goal and walked straight towards a gate and a very luxurious mansion.

He flipped over the nearby wall and jumped into the inner courtyard.

The moment I landed, I saw a servant passing by the door next to me.

The two looked at each other, and he threw the melted pot in his hand without hesitation. The weapon approached the servant's face at an extremely fast speed and hit him in the face without any hindrance.

He staggered, covered his injured nose, and fell to the ground. From that moment on, in this mansion under the hazy moonlight, he carried out an inhumane purge of this group of people who indulged in wine and women.

That night, he purged everyone in the city, and no one was spared, whether officials or merchants.

Fortunately, he was wanted by his country.

However, this time was different from all the previous ones. He did not choose to escape, but instead faced these problems head-on, and finally ended up with a bloody head.

The beginning of the story is tragic, the middle is tragic, and the ending is sad.

He did not cause any waves in the country and was quietly swallowed up by the state machine.

His final self-righteous resistance was actually due to the fact that the team that came to encircle him did not come directly to him, but were preparing to go further north to join the battlefield against foreign enemies. However, after inquiring with the local government, they heard that there was a group of robbers on the top of the mountain, so they took advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of it.

The stone jumped into the sea, splashing a little waves, and then was swallowed up by bigger waves.

His death did not change any history, but was claimed by others and became the credit of others.

I couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He had done nothing, but met with such an unexpected disaster. He had done everything, but couldn't cause any trouble.

But this is indeed the sadness of that era. With the end of this story, all emotions related to this story were also taken away, and I returned to my previous state again.

"It's really boring. There's nothing left."

The existence of these things is really boring.

Putting aside my prejudice against the times, I lamented the tragedy of this little man.

I couldn't help but think about it carefully. It seems that today's society is not much different from before, except that information is more circulated and people's resentment has become heavier.

Once again facing these neatly arranged people, I no longer felt the same sense of novelty as before. Since the arrangement here has no rules or order, I have no idea what to do here. I feel that my thinking has become a little slow. I don’t know if it is the influence of the space here.

Instead of continuing to explore inward, go back to the starting point.

But when I looked back, I found myself back to square one.

The entire space began to become chaotic, and all I saw was a pitch-black darkness.

I don’t know how long I’ve been in here, but I have a rough idea now, and I’m about to wake up.

Everything here is almost over. I will come here again tomorrow. What should I do?

I broke my fingers, but it didn't produce the effect I imagined, not even a trace of pain.

Fortunately, I have plenty of time now and have been carefully observing my broken finger. It is repairing itself, but the way it is repairing is not by directly restoring my finger, but by growing a new finger to replace the broken one.

Forget it, I take back what I said before. There are indeed some areas that can be discussed in this space.

I don't know if these strange restrictions are set up in this space to prevent people from hurting themselves, or if there are other factors, but they have indeed thought of all aspects.

Not only are sanctions impossible, even destroying this space is impossible. This place can be considered a real library, with only knowledge for you to consult, and nothing else. Although it is not complete yet, it is already usable.

A strange thought flashed through my mind. Since this is the deepest part of my consciousness, what would happen if someone replaced me outside?

This idea is indeed very strange. It may be a simple guess based on the voice that I think of every day in my mind, or it may be that I am too lonely staying in this place and want to find someone to chat with.

But this is indeed a curious thing. Of course, as expected, the sound appeared again at a fixed time period.

Well, I can no longer regard it as an illusion. It was indeed just self-deception. It’s just that in this space, I still heard the call, but my consciousness did not awaken.

I don't like this passive feeling.

So I chose to take the risk and responded to the call that came from nowhere.

Then I was awakened by his more intense calls.

Although his voice was very hazy, distant and unreal, it definitely appeared in my mind and it was very excited, very loud and very urgent.

I woke up again, still in that dark cave.

The sounds around me were very chaotic, as if countless stones were constantly rubbing against the ground. However, I could not care less about that for the time being. The most important issue now was to appease the voice that was calling me. It was now yelling in my head, making it impossible for me to concentrate on thinking.

What happened in the cave was very chaotic.

The leader of this strange race died suddenly, and his body turned into a strange transparent statue.

At first, the remaining tribesmen thought that it was the god they prayed to who bestowed a blessing on their leader, allowing him to enter the illusory heaven.

Later they realized that their leader could no longer speak or bless them, and all the tribesmen panicked and rushed towards the leader's body.

Finally, the leader's body was smashed to pieces, and the entire tribe fell apart. Each tribe member began to occupy the leader's territory and began to besiege other members of the tribe.

At this most chaotic moment, the little bug suddenly stood up, snatched back all the scattered bodies of the leaders, and secretly took away the ring.

He began to calm the chaos, using the little knowledge left in his mind.

However, the effect was not very ideal, making the current situation even more chaotic. However, he also got the ring and planned to escape secretly by himself.

But unexpectedly, when he was about to escape, he was discovered by them, and they all chased him and prepared to tear him to pieces first.