Apocalypse Zerg Rise

But those hideous wounds have no blood, no blood like humans.

Yue Zimo didn't know if the wounds on sickle's body would be as painful as human beings, leaving all kinds of scars, but just looking at those horrible wounds made him feel scared for a while.With a strange mood, Yue Zimo stretched out his hand like a ghost before he knew it.Lifting one end of the shattered clothes corner of the sickle, one can see the deep bone wound, the wound has not yet healed, the flesh is hideous, and a brown transparent liquid rolls down from the edge. Silk adhesion.

Could this be the blood of the bugman?

Yue Zimo guessed that Lian, who was sleeping soundly, opened his eyes fiercely, and his figure was fast, moving like lightning, he grabbed Yue Zimo with one hand, pressed him under the bed, locked his neck, and patrolled the surroundings vigilantly and vigilantly. When it came to Yue Zimo's disconcerted and astonished eyes, he was stunned, let go of his hands embarrassingly, and took a step or two back a little at a loss, the fierce light in his eyes dissipated all of a sudden.

Yue Zimo touched his sore neck, just at that moment, as long as the sickle used a little force, his neck might be cut off, from the sickle to let go, it only took a second or two In time, he actually wandered through hell.

"Ahem, are you overreacting?" Just a tickle on the hand, almost killing him, it seems that he can't have curiosity in the future.

"I was almost strangled to death by you, and your previous servants were also treated like this?" Yue Zimo touched his neck, and that little bit of sympathy instantly fed the dog.

"No, no, I, I, I thought you, you wanted to kill, kill me..." When he got nervous, the icy temperament that Lian had been pretending to disintegrate instantly, hearing Yue Zimo's sarcasm, Lian felt a little uncomfortable, he thought He wanted to explain to his servant, but when he got nervous, he stuttered.

"I, I, I don't want, I want, I want to pinch, pinch - strangle you to death!" It took a long time to finish the two sentences, Lian also heaved a sigh of relief, but the surprised look in Shijun's eyes immediately turned Just woke up.

Lian restrained all expressions, pursed his lips, and had an iceberg face that was extremely cold.

Originally, I still had resentment, being strangled half to death for no reason would make me feel bad, and I still share the same bed, but when I heard this man with an iceberg face and a cool expression, he just squeezed toothpaste Similarly, he exhausted all his strength to squeeze out a few words, and when he was done, he had an expression of satisfaction that the matter was finally successful, successfully amused Yue Zimo.

Yue Zimo pointed at his finger, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he seemed to be convulsed, as if he had discovered a shocking secret, he asked in surprise: "Are you stuttering?"

The sickle's lips were pursed tightly, and his expression collapsed violently. Facing the servant's question full of jokes, he suddenly didn't dare to look at the other party squarely.

Sleeping here with Shijun was originally on a whim, one was because of too much fatigue, and the other was because he wanted to spend more time with Shijun, but now he wanted to leave.

After a while, Lian finally squeezed out a word: "...Yes."

Yue Zimo laughed for a while, and wanted to continue teasing the other party, but Lian's serious look, he made a joke that looked like he was deliberately teasing him and embarrassing him, so Yue Zimo gave up this idea, he Holding back a smile: "Actually, there's nothing wrong with stuttering, and I think you don't stutter when you speak normally, so it shouldn't be a big problem. If you talk more and communicate more, you'll be fine."

Sickle's face was still tense, and he nodded silently. In fact, when he talked to other insects, he didn't stutter at all, but when he talked to humans, he spoke in a hurry, which exposed him.

"I stutter when I'm nervous." Sickle said sullenly.

In the past, if he encountered something more angry, he would be in a hurry, but he couldn't finish a sentence for a long time, and when he wanted to explain, he would have disappeared long ago.

Yue Zimo explained: "That's okay, you don't stutter as soon as you speak, and you will be fine when you speak more. I have encountered such a situation before. When I speak nervously, I will be like this, and then I will be cheerful. Now, the symptoms are completely gone.”

Lian listened silently, and deeply felt that Shijun's words made sense. Fortunately, Shijun didn't laugh at him, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to stay for a moment.

I don't know if it was because Yue Zimo discovered this secret, although Lian was sitting opposite him, he became extra cautious, extremely cautious, which made Yue Zimo quite depressed.

In other words, he should be the one who needs to be cautious. It is really too much for him to be like a high-level bugman.

"I touched you just now, and you reacted too much, and you thought I was going to kill you...Aren't you joking?" Yue Zimo thought it was impossible, but Lian's expression was true. His eyes were really angry and fierce, and his murderous intent was wanton. At that moment, he really had a murderous intent on him.

Oh, to be exact, murderous intent on the person who touched him while he was sleeping.

The god of sickle took a deep look at Yue Zimo, and told him instinctively that his servant should not harm him, "I used to have three servants, one of whom, every time I fell asleep, he would treat me as if I was asleep. Do it, once... when I was transforming and shedding my shell, that servant ran in... I was seriously injured."

"Afterwards, whenever we want to be together, I will remain vigilant. You touched my wound just now. I thought... I will not be like this in the future." Lian's expression was very serious, as if he was doing something It's like an important guarantee.

"It's okay, it's okay, if I hadn't touched your wound, you wouldn't have had such a big reaction...By the way, is your Zerg blood translucent?" Visible wounds, fluid still bubbling from those outer edges.

Lian lowered his head, and his voice was a little deep: "Well, the blood of our Zerg is different from that of humans." There was actually some loneliness and unwillingness in that voice.

Even if it can be transformed into a human form, so what, the blood flowing on the body is still not human.

Yue Zimo looked very uncomfortable, if a person had so many injuries, he would sit here without saying a word, and after all, he had to find something to bandage the wound: "Do you want to treat your wound? Isn’t there a cabbage bug doctor, call him to show you.”

Lian shook his head: "It's okay. I don't have any missing arms or legs. It's okay. It's a minor injury. Every time a Zerg is injured, he won't heal unless his hands and feet are removed. Other wounds usually heal on their own within a few days." OK."

Yue Zimo nodded, thinking to himself, this kind of wound is still called a small wound, and the healing power is truly invincible.

"Why don't you go and wash it, and I'll bandage it up for you..." Yue Zimo suggested that the strange solidified liquid on the sickle's body probably came from other alien races. Thinking of this, Yue Zimo felt bad .

He didn't have a cleanliness habit originally, but he was forced to become a cleanliness freak.

Lian didn't seem very willing: "It's okay, just sleep like this, I don't care, and it's still late..."

"It's okay for you, I'm important, just change into clean clothes." Yue Zimo almost laughed angrily at the other party's unreasonable childish temper.

Lian was stunned for a while, as if thinking of something, his tense face suddenly relaxed and he wrote, his cold expression became unusually soft, his black pupils shone with a different kind of brilliance, he approached Yue Zimo slowly, Closely next to the bewildered Yue Zimo, the corners of his lips twitched, with some uncertainty and indescribable excitement, his eyes were disturbed: "Xiao, Xiaomo, you, do you, do you want to have sex with me? ?”

My friend, unexpectedly, took the initiative to have sex with him for the first time...

This happiness really came too suddenly, Lian felt as if bunches of fireworks were blooming in his head, crackling, and he couldn't recover from the explosion.

He is really too stupid. His servant has a need, but he still sleeps like a dead man. He didn't meet his servant's needs. It's really not masculine.

It is estimated that there is no such a shameful male in the entire Tozemu. He can't even meet the biological needs of his other half. Can he still be called a normal male?

"I'm sorry, Xiao Mo, I just took care of myself and didn't pay attention to your needs. I treated you badly." Lian apologized very sincerely, and then tore off the clothes on his body in a hurry.

Yue Zimo froze for a while, he felt that what he said just now was really chatting with ducks for a long time.

It is obviously talking to a living person, why does the brain circuit become like this?

Yue Zimo wiped his face expressionlessly, and said indifferently: "That's not what I mean, don't worry about it."

Lian's hand paused, and his eagerness to try stopped: "Yes, it's my fault, I shouldn't have ignored you..."

As a result, the towering lower body was also dying, full of frustration and unwillingness.

Yue Zimo covered his eyes: "..." You really shouldn't look around, otherwise your eyes will really grow many, many needle holes.

Lian was uneasy, and tugged on Yue Zimo's clothes: "Aren't you coming? I really didn't forget this time on purpose..."

"Stop, stop! Don't continue this topic." This mutual understanding is really wrong. He originally thought that Lian's clothes were so dirty, and he probably slept with each other. It's a pity that the other party doesn't seem to have this kind Consciousness, Hu thinks that if you wash it clean, it means that you want that...

This time I really gained insight.

It is estimated that when he wanted to have sex with other servants before, the other party always demanded verbally that they had to be cleaned up, which made Lian mistakenly think that if they were cleaned up, they would follow the rhythm of copulation in a while.

Sure enough, Lian got up and said: "...Then I'll go wash it up and come back, Xiao Mo, you can sleep later, I'll be fine in a while."

Ma Dan, this slut doesn't even wear a pair of pants, is he really a man?

Yue Zimo's words generally correspond to the brain circuit of Sickle, and the other half is that he still has injuries on his body, and he can't touch water for a few days, otherwise the wound will heal very slowly, but after seeing Yue Zimo's hesitation , and disgust, Lian thought about it, and cleaned it up before coming back.

Lian felt that he was still too unintelligent, he didn't figure out Shijun's mind at all, he spurned himself for a few seconds, and then told himself that he must improve his memory next time.

"Don't!" Yue Zimo hurriedly stopped, and the sickle stopped, puzzled, "...you don't need to wash it. That's okay, Xiaomo, you don't mind, then let's hurry up, the sky is almost dawn."

Oh my god, did he really express such a strong desire to have sex, so obvious?

"You cleaned it up this time, and it's still so late..." Yue Zimo paused, feeling that he was too stupid to veto it, and the main reason was himself. He found an excuse that he thought he could fool the other party: "Come back in two days, come back in two days, come back when you recover from your injury."

It is the male's responsibility to meet all the needs of his partner, not to mention the physiological needs of courtship, which is the moment to prove whether a male is really strong, and the sickle is naturally obliged to agree.

Being able to get an invitation from his partner, Lian felt that it was a gift from heaven, and there was no insect person happier than him in Tozemu.

The nature of the sickle did not disappear at all, but became more intense. He came back immediately, lying beside Yue Zimo like a good baby, full of expectation and desire: "Okay, then, in two days, when the time comes I'm sure I won't forget."

Yue Zimo: "..." Is there an illusion that you are lifting a stone and hitting your foot?

Didn't you see that this was a perfunctory excuse?

Really, really too serious! ! !

"Go to sleep." Yue Zimo finally said helplessly, closing his eyes silently.

"Okay." Lian agreed honestly, the joy in his eyes still did not dissipate, he watched his servant for a long time, and fell asleep happily.

He didn't sleep for several days, even though the enthusiasm just now was still there, but he got an affirmative answer, and he went to bed as soon as he got to bed. Before he fell asleep, he deliberately fell asleep next to Yue Zimo, and fell into a deep sleep.

On the contrary, Yue Zimo couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Seeing that Lian on the side really fell asleep, Yue Zimo's mood was beyond words. He looked at the bare cave above his head, calmed down for a long time, and called out the system again.

He is still very brooding about the previous events. He is not like that. He fell into the apocalypse. Because he has the system, he feels that he is the protagonist, a hero who came to save the world.

What he feels is wrong is because the system may not be as good as imagined, maybe the system has a purpose and brought him here.

It seemed to be involved in a certain game, and he and the traverser who was a holy son became a pawn in this game.

Yue Zimo closed his eyes and communicated with the system in his mind: "System, is the holy son who made the holy water a time traveler?"

The system quickly appeared: "Yes, he is also a traverser and has a space system."

Yue Zimo: "...Mine is the farming system, right?" At this point, Yue Zimo has already believed it.

"Then are there other traversers?" Yue Zimo felt a little nervous when asked this.

System: "Yes."

Yue Zimo calmed down when he learned that he had taken over like this: "How many are there in total, did they come at the same time?"

System: "There are four in total. They came together. Each alien race has one. The system hopes that you can do something for human beings to slow down the hatred between alien races and reduce internal fighting."

"I think I may not be able to do what you want, and I don't think the research on holy water will reduce the hatred between different races. This kind of thing will not disappear because of certain things." Yue Zimo paused, He told a mystery that was trapped in his heart. At the beginning of the period, he was told by the system that he became the host because he wanted to become a pet and did not want to face the modern crowded, overstressed and overloaded life. There is no doubt, but knowing that there are foreign high-level planes, I am a little puzzled.

The system is definitely not from the earth. If it is really researched, it is really a person, and will be afraid of these alien races?

And there is more than one such system...

"You came from a higher plane, right? What's the purpose of picking us?"

The system was silent for a long time, as if it had disappeared from his mind.

Yue Zimo has been waiting, he feels that the system is still there, and the other party seems to be deliberating, thinking about what to worry about, which makes Yue Zimo's guard against the system even deeper.

"The traverser is carrying a space system. The spring water in the space can temper the human body and strengthen the body. It is similar to the psychic liquid of the plane of cultivation. It does not transform the body of a man and provides the possibility of fertility." The system's voice is rustling, still After a few pauses.

"If the system gives the host a knife, whether it is for self-defense, to protect relatives, loved ones or friends, or to slaughter the same kind, the system has no right to intervene, just like when you go to farm, the final decision is in your hands, the system I will not punish or reward you for your refusal or taking the initiative... As for the selection of you, I just hope that there will be a few clear-headed people who will have a system and bring hope to the people here. As for the purpose, I can’t say it yet. You just need to know that I don’t have any malice towards the earth, planets from foreign planes, not all creatures like plunder and war, there are also conservatives and moderates.”

"Sorry, I misunderstood you, I was too excited just now." Yue Zimo also felt that his thinking was too extreme.

Many things were not what he imagined, and he took it for granted that he was the right side.

"I will use the system well, and it will not harm other people." Yue Zimo made a promise in his heart.

Regardless of whether the system gives punishment or not.

The system did not return any words.

Yue Zimo also felt that what he just said was too serious.

That night, he slept extremely unsteadily, as if he was trapped in a cage, trying every means to break free from the shackles, and no matter how much effort he expended, his nails broke and blood flowed, all the efforts were useless.

Slowly, more and more people were trapped in it. Everyone tried to get out, struggled, resisted, desperately, and finally exhausted. When the cage was about to be opened, someone came over and ruthlessly added A shackle.

Resentment, more curses, Yue Zimo gradually became numb, he was tired and hungry, his eyes were dizzy, his consciousness was blurred, he felt that many people were leaning on him, they stretched out their hands, bared their teeth and claws, their fingers were thin and slender Like a hook, it scratched him once and for all, liquid was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his sharp teeth were gnawing at his flesh and blood. He screamed for help in horror, wanting someone to save him...

"Ah!!!!" The closed eyes suddenly opened, the black pupils were full of fear and uneasiness, and big beads of sweat rolled down.

"Hoo hoo." Panting, Yue Zimo patted his chest, fortunately it was a dream, but he was frightened half to death, he didn't know what was going on, he would have such a terrible dream at night.

He came here, although he occasionally had some dreams, but he was never as real and desperate as last night.

Others said such things a lot, thinking about it day by day and dreaming about it at night, but he never thought about such a terrible scene of being eaten by others during the day, it was simply too scary.

Yue Zimo was still in panic, feeling that Lian was wiping his sweat clumsily, his expression was full of worry and fear: "It's okay, it's okay, just wake up." Lian comforted.

"I found something wrong with you at night, and called you several times, but you didn't wake up."

Yue Zimo was in shock, the fear still remained and hadn't completely faded away: "I, I had a nightmare, dreaming that many people were eating, eating my meat..."

Lian gave him a hand to wipe his sweat, the corners of his mouth squirmed several times, and his stuttering nature was revealed again: "No, no one will eat it, I will eat your meat, really, really, foreign race, good foreign race, for many years They don’t even eat humans... That was 50 years ago, some of them are really gone now, even if the slaves die, we will cremate them and bury them.”

"No, I didn't mention the foreign race..." Yue Zimo explained, whether the foreign race cannibalizes human flesh is true or not, Yue Zimo doesn't know, he just heard it from others, and he didn't see the real scene.

Lian is still explaining: "I really don't eat humans anymore. If you eat people, you humans will be very unhappy, and humans are partners of alien races, and alien races will not eat them. As for those useless aging humans, alien races will not eat them." Don’t eat it, use it to serve you humans.”

"I believe you..." In fact, the person in his dream is not any creature of a foreign race, but the same kind that is locked in a cage with him, and is the same person as him.

But Yue Zimo didn't want to say this to Lian.

"I'm fine, really, it's just a dream, let's get up and get something to eat..." Yue Zimo smiled, lifted the quilt, and was about to get up.

"Don't, don't!" Lian jumped off the bed with a stride, his expression was very excited, the iceberg face was broken into countless pieces, what a cruelty, the facial paralysis completely disappeared, his expression was tense, he was in a hurry, he looked like a frizzy Lads are no different.

"Don't, don't get up, you are very weak now, just lie down, you want to eat, I will ask someone to get it for you." Lian put on his clothes and went to the door, and came back soon, seeing Yue Zimo I got up again, looking very angry.

"Lie down quickly, you are really weak..."

Yue Zimo was confused by Lian's inexplicable series of actions, Bingshan's face turned into a violent man. The change is really not that big. He suspects that he was having a nightmare last night, and Lian must have changed his mind.

Is it really plausible to have such a convulsion?

"I know that human beings are extremely delicate and their bodies are fragile, but I just had a nightmare last night, and I didn't have sex all night, how could I be weak??!!!" Yue Zimo was impatient, and when he lifted his feet, the sickle hands and feet quickly let go. Go up and let it lie flat.

Full of pity and regret: "I'm really sorry Xiaomo, as a male, I really deserve to die. I can't satisfy you anymore, and I can't even have sex now."

"Hmph!" You know it too!

Yue Zimo rolled his eyes, you are enlightened, but no matter how you hear it, is it wrong?

What do you mean, is it possible that he has a few big words of desire and dissatisfaction written all over his face?Could he, Yue Zimo, be the kind of hungry and thirsty person?

His sickle-black pupils reflected Yue Zimo's figure. He squatted beside the bed, making a low-lying posture, his demeanor was so pious and humble that it was in the dust. He stretched out his right hand, first glanced at Yue Zimo, and saw that the other party was proudly looking away. He didn't look at him, he was angry and annoyed, hesitated for a while, his eyes were burning, lingering on Yue Zimo's belly.

It was as if Yue Zimo's belly suddenly grew a strange flower that attracted his attention, and his eyes were about to pop out.

"I want to touch it." Lian suddenly said such a strange sentence.

Yue Zimo was still rolling his eyes: "Huh?" What do you mean?

There was not much expression on Lian's face, some trembling hands betrayed his trembling and excited mood for no reason, his eyes kept falling on Yue Zimo's belly, and at the moment when his hands covered it, he seemed to be reminiscing about something, with a Contemplative.

Yue Zimo became angry from embarrassment: "What are you doing so early in the morning?" In fact, he really wanted to say, what are you going crazy about.

Lian reluctantly withdrew his gaze, and in his black eyes was a look that Yue Zimo had never seen before. There were surprise, liking, disbelief, and even disbelief.

"Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, you have eggs!!! Really, you have eggs!!!" That tone broke through the sky with exclamation.

Shouting at the top of his lungs.