Zerg: An incredible way to survive

The food was served quickly and their conversation was interrupted. However, looking at the food, Susan didn't have much appetite.

Just as she expected, the food here can only be described as flashy.

A special dish from some remote small country.

This was the name Susan called them all. She looked at the piece of pie in front of her that was bigger than her face and couldn't help but frown.

What’s the difference between this and what she bought at a roadside stall?

Same color, same seasoning, even some spots on the bottom of his pancake were burnt.

Will it really taste good?

She casually cut off a small piece of the crust, put it into her mouth symbolically with chopsticks, chewed it, and quickly swallowed it, making a moderate comment.

"Fortunately."

At least the black spot at the bottom was not burnt, but had some of its characteristic flavor, but this characteristic flavor was not delicious.

Mu Ningbing said very generously.

"It's okay, try this one, it's delicious."

She pushed something that looked like pie in front of Susan.

Susan didn't dare to look at the filling in the middle because it had already come out. Most of the bottom of the crust was still wet. She didn't know if this was a special feature or if it was not baked thoroughly.

Su Shanshan pretended to be kind and returned the piece of pie to Mu Ningbing, and declined her kindness.

She chose the only normal food on the field, a bowl of green noodles.

This looks very healthy, except that the green color is a bit unappetizing. But at least the soup tastes normal.

She didn't understand what was so delicious about these, and why Mu Ningbing was eating them with such gusto? Was there something wrong with her taste buds?

Mu Ningbing saw that Su Shanshan was not tasting the food with her, and couldn't help but ask her.

"You are still the same as before, very picky about food."

Susan glanced at her, not knowing how to answer her unreasonable question.

Mu Ningbing felt her cold gaze, but couldn't help but continued speaking.

"That's right. When we get back later, you'll have to buy some food and cook a new table..."

Susan didn't intend to reason with her. After all, a woman who made unreasonable demands was invincible. Besides, she was a woman herself, so she couldn't say anything that would be unfair to women.

So she chose to ignore Mu Ningbing and tasted the green soup in the bowl.

This bowl of noodles only looks green on the outside. In fact, the noodles are soupy and have no taste at all, only a faint scent of grass.

This bowl of soup is indeed a product of great craftsmanship, but they almost did not season it, otherwise they would not have been able to make a real bowl of green soup.

Although the situation is very good now, Susan suddenly thought of something. The weapons and the car disappeared together. How are they going to go back?

Although this place is not too far from the city, my luggage seems to be still left in the car.

Susan put down her chopsticks and asked seriously, "Wait a minute, how are we going to get back?"

Mu Ningbing noticed her attitude had changed, put down the cutlery in her hands, and answered in confusion.

"Ah? What are you talking about? Didn't we drive here? We'll take a car back later."

Susan found it even harder to understand Weapon's behavior. In her opinion, Weapon had the ability to distort cognition, which he had used on her before, but those were all relatively common hints.

It's like inserting a memory of you having lunch into your mind, making you mistakenly believe that you have already eaten lunch.

But if it were just this level, Susan would find it hard to notice, after all, when you are transitioning to do something, you will forget about time.

But the fact that she could do this meant that she could do anything to Susan's experimental data. She only needed to insert a false memory into her brain to make all her experimental data within a day vanish.

The mixture of possessed memories and inexplicably appearing memories produced a subtle reaction, but more of it made Susan doubt herself. It was not until she left the research institute in the black city that her life returned to normal.

Susan didn't understand how this worked, and she didn't even know the conditions for the weapon to activate this ability.

Since she didn't know the cost of activating this ability, she didn't know to what extent Mu Ningbing would be affected by this ability.

But judging from the current situation, Mu Ningbing didn't seem to be affected at all, she just didn't recognize the identity of the weapon.

Susan asked her casually.

"Who arranged your new bodyguard? I remember you didn't seem to like those bodyguards."

When Mu Ningbing heard this, she asked me with some confusion without showing any expression on her face.

"Who are you talking about?"

Susan was a little uncertain. She wasn't sure whether Mu Ningbing's memory had really not been tampered with, so her tone unconsciously carried some doubts.

"The driver who helped you drive, I remember you really liked driving. At that time, you even asked me to modify a heavy two-wheeled motorcycle for you. I saw that you liked that motorcycle very much."

"Are you talking about the driver who helped me drive? That person is my grandfather's friend. She went to visit my grandfather these two days, so my grandfather entrusted her to me and asked me to help take care of her for a few days."

Friends? How is that possible? How could that old man, who already had one foot in the coffin, have such a friend?

It seems that this is the false memory compiled by the weapon for Mu Ningbing. It seems that there is a problem with Susan's assessment of the weapon's intelligence. This is how it should be, otherwise it would not be possible for him to have such powerful strength.

However, she recalled her innocent look when she first met her, and she couldn't help but start to doubt whether that memory was also false, and was the picture that the weapon wanted her to see.

But Susan still didn't understand what the purpose of the weapon was?

Although Susan had tried very hard to help her find her so-called mother before, how could she possibly find someone who no longer existed?

Susan didn't know the trajectory and purpose of all her actions. She couldn't even understand and guess her behavior. All her actions seemed so random, as if they were done on a whim.

First he escaped from the cage, then he learned about our interpersonal relationships, and finally he disguised himself as an unrelated person to contact her.

If this was revenge, there was no need to go through so much trouble given her strength.

Luck could easily get close to her, break her limbs, imprison her, and finally get a useless answer from Susan and abandon her.

This way of revenge is in line with the psychological state of an innocent child.