Zerg: An incredible way to survive

We looked at each other for a while, he was observing me and I was observing him.

The only difference was that he was holding the teacup and I was holding the dark sword.

When he came in from outside just now, he didn't see the sword-like iron block in my hand. It was not until I sat on the sofa that he saw the thing clearly.

This thing had a brief introduction in the information submitted before. Now he saw me coming to him with this sword that was very crudely made but could split the robot that he had spent hundreds of millions to build in one stroke, and he felt a little panicked.

After all, what he saw before was my leather suit, but now combined with my real appearance, it made him feel a sense of unreality.

The body outline is very normal, but the color of the body is translucent purple, and there are no facial features on the face, only a pair of eyes with a little blue light.

"Excuse me, sir, what can I do for you?"

I said this with a questioning tone.

I could vaguely see beads of sweat on his face. Was my tone too oppressive? But it shouldn't scare him like this, right?

After waiting for a while and seeing that he didn't speak, I spoke again.

"You were the ones who provoked me this morning. Could it be that my simple fight back was enough to make you unable to hold on?"

He heard what I said and opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He just put down the teacup in his hand, poured another cup of tea, and took another sip.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he motioned for me to have some tea.

I didn't understand his action, but I picked up the tea, put it to my lips, and took a sip.

After drinking tea tonight, he calmed down a little.

Start answering my questions.

"I invited you here this time without any intention."

"So you mean that the wave of attempts this morning was just a minor incident?"

Seeing that I had misunderstood, he explained what he meant.

"No, it was just that my men were confused for a moment and mistook their target, which is why there are so many troubles."

I don't understand what he meant by this sentence anymore.

To be honest, up to now, I just wanted to teach him a lesson, so that he would check his background clearly in the future, and then come to provoke me again. He saw this scene as soon as he entered the door, and dared to say that he had special energy, but now he told me that it was okay and asked me to drink tea with him here.

My current assessment of him is just bottomless.

I have no idea what he wants to do.

After that, I sat with him in that place and drank tea for a long time. During this time, he and I didn’t say a word, only the sound of the two of us drinking tea.

As time passed, the night gradually deepened.

At this moment, I suddenly realized that he might be stalling for time. As for the reason for stalling, it must be to activate the weapon on his body.

I prepared to leave this place without a second thought.

He was frightened by my sudden standing up, and when he saw me walking out the door, he wanted to call me.

But he was stopped by the barrier at the door.

He saw me blocked by the ordinary door and didn't know what was going on, but I knew what happened.

This turned out to be a force field emitted by some magical weapon, so the person sitting opposite me was not him.

As expected, my guess was correct. The face of the man sitting opposite me gradually changed and he became another ordinary human being.

Behind the sofa where he was sitting, a big sword gradually floated up. From the sword, I felt a strong breath of space.

I don't understand why the people behind him would use such a powerful weapon to deal with me. But it doesn't matter, after all, the one who came here is just a clone, not my real body.

My real body is now in their laboratory stealing their experimental materials. I guess the factory must be in chaos now.

Moreover, humans are not only stupid, but also very arrogant. Do they think that they only need a powerful sword to deal with me?

Watching the sword gradually float in the air, suddenly several holes appeared on the sword, and two or three balls fell out of the holes.

The moment the ball hit the ground, it began to change and expand dramatically.

More swords of a smaller size appeared, and then they lined up neatly and suddenly attacked me.

Since those swords all had a small amount of rules related to space, I didn't dare to take them head-on, but instead controlled my clone to dodge with difficulty.

When the ordinary people sitting on the sofa saw this scene, they were so frightened that they started talking nonsense.

While dodging these daggers, I started to fight back with the sword in my hand.

Every collision between the two swords did not produce any sound, but the spatial rules attached to each small sword were gradually weakened.

The greatsword behind the sofa also realized that this style of fighting would gradually weaken him.

He no longer hid his strength, but began to set up a sword formation.

I did not sit there and wait for death. Instead, I hollowed out my clone and began to split out more Zergs to help me resist the impact. The clone then moved step by step to the side of the big sword, ready to cut it in half.

However, in such a small space, it is very difficult to dodge several flying swords. My clone accidentally had one arm chopped off by those small flying swords.

Here, the aftermath of space was generated on the cross-section of my arm, preventing my arm from regenerating. It seemed that this should be the best way they could think of to deal with me, but unfortunately, it was not the real body that came this time, because they greatly underestimated the real body's strength. It was also that the real body did not need to work so hard, and it was over in one encounter.

When the resistance was most difficult, the ordinary person hiding under the sofa finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the pressure began to spread around the room.

With this human's interference, the situation changed immediately.

The human being that I gradually discovered could actually be surrounded by such a dense array of swords without suffering any harm at all.

There should be a basic rule for these things, which is that they should not harm humans.

Thinking of this, I no longer hesitated and began to approach the human little by little, preparing to capture the human as a hostage.

Those swords seemed to have sensed my intention, and they all flew in the direction of that human and began to drive me back.

Seeing those swords about to attack me, I crawled under the sofa, went around the sofa next to it, and went directly in front of the sword, and started attacking the main controller's sword.

The big sword obviously didn't realize that my move was unexpected. It didn't dodge, but took it hard and fell straight to the ground.

Just as I was about to go forward to take it, the sword suddenly extended several long tentacles with a metallic luster from the holes that were originally exposed, and swung towards me.

The attack was extremely fast, but I had expected that he would have more than that, so I was able to dodge it in time.

Those tentacles simply lost their strength and stuck directly into the ground, with no way to retract them in time.