Nonhuman Evolution Guide

Its slender tail was lightly wrapped around the sharp and hard bony tail, and the tip of the tail rubbed against it intimately, twisted vigorously past the eyeless head, and hissed at the alien behind.Because it doesn't know the human being lying in the light, it just wants to get close to Zhang Lin.It doesn't understand why that human being is its father, and it has no sense of familiarity with him.

Zhang Lin looked at the ugly little thing with its mouth open, baring its sharp teeth and screaming at him sternly, thinking about it with a headache, it might be a problem with its shape.

But now the big blue bottle is half dead. If Dumbledore and Snape were not working together to cast a healing spell, his recovery speed would not be able to keep up with the speed of loss of vitality.Zhang Lin has been feeling the vital signs of the big blue bottle, but the situation is not optimistic.

In other words, no one can be optimistic with a bloody hole that big in their chest.

But if Al doesn't recognize the existence of the Big Blue Bottle now, maybe he won't in the future.Although this didn't seem to be a big deal, Zhang Lin felt that his alien bald head would definitely be very sad.

Zhang Lin took the little guy one step forward, stepped in front of the big blue bottle, lowered his head slightly, and stared at him with an eyeless face.The little guy screamed at the aliens below, the little body curled up and struggled, and the cry was full of longing.

Zhang Lin growled at it, and the little guy stopped aggrieved, not knowing what it meant.

Zhang Lin's ferocious claws slowly approached the alien's forehead, and found that his consciousness had not completely disappeared, but it was still vague.

"Are you there?" Zhang Lin's thinking field slowly moved towards the direction of the big blue bottle, "Can you still concentrate?"

After a long time, Zhang Lin saw the big blue bottle move his fingers.

Zhang Lin sighed secretly, because it proved that he still had so little strength left.Of course, the big blue bottle can follow Zhang Lin into the little guy's mind with all his strength, but it seems that it is not worthwhile to exchange his life for a communication.Even if the aliens are willing, he is not willing.

Zhang Lin grabbed the little guy and slowly moved his tail away.The little guy rubbed his palm inexplicably, and the meaning of "hungry" faintly came from his thinking field.

Zhang Lin hesitated for a moment, but suddenly found that the big blue bottle grabbed his finger that was hanging beside him, and it was very forceful - unfortunately for him now, even all his strength might not make Zhang Lin unable to break free.

Zhang Lin felt a faint thought touching him, which was gratifying.It stands to reason that the big blue bottle shouldn't have such an ability in the form of an engineer, maybe it's the synchronization of thinking just now that made him understand something.Zhang Lin quickly accepted him, this thought was incredibly weak, as if it would disappear immediately.

"Don't...it." Big Blue Bottle "said" to Zhang Lin with difficulty, "I'm..."

Zhang Lin looked at his alien, "I won't force it, you don't have to worry." However, the hand that grabbed him was even stronger, and Zhang Lin was even worried that his nails would be directly on the palm of the big blue bottle Poke a hole.

"I can...concentrate." The thoughts of the big blue bottle came intermittently.

"No." Zhang Lin categorically refused, then pulled his finger out of the big blue bottle's hand forcefully, and also pushed away his thinking field.

Zhang Lin looked down at the big blue bottle lying half dead, and found that his fingers twitched a few more times, as if he was struggling to find something.Zhang Lin shook his head, and grabbed the little guy in his hand who had shifted his target to stare at the drooling humans outside the isolation box.

In the next second, the nerds who were still nervously clamping the chrysanthemum and looking at the little guy, fearing that it would rush out and kill them all, were shocked, and quickly raised their hands to cover their eyes, although there seemed to be a gap left, "Oh No, streaking man!"

Dumbledore next to him: "..."

The old wizard hesitated for a moment, then coughed twice, drawing the attention of the dark cloud next to him.

"Do you need lozenges, Dumbledore?" Snape said dryly, concentrating on casting a spell.

"If you have one," replied Dumbledore, "I like lemon."

Snape: "..."

In the bitter and bitter expression of the Potions Professor, Dumbledore remembered what he wanted to say just now, "Severus, I suggest you make some mental preparations so that you don't get shocked."

"What shock?" Snape frowned.

"Hmm..." Dumbledore thought about his words, "something not very elegant."

Something unsightly appeared in front of Snape very quickly, Zhang Lin recovered his human form within a few seconds, and turned around naked.He grabbed the petrified little guy in his arms, kicked the soundproof glass fiercely, made gun movements with his hands, and gestured back and forth against his arms.

Snape's face was expressionless, but his wrists seemed to be shaking a little.

"It's nothing," Dumbledore comforted Snape. "Didn't you often see corpses when you were doing human experiments with Voldemort?"

Snape's voice was trembling with anger, and he said through his teeth, "I don't want to hear that name."

Dumbledore shrugged, "I think what Mr. Zhang means is for me to call my friends next to me, what do you think?"

Snape snorted.

Dumbledore said kindly, "Thank you for your approval, Severus."

Snape: "..."

"No," said a voice from behind, "not everyone is that stupid. David, Zhang wants an injection."

The artificial intelligence next to him immediately opened a box and pointed the injection inside at Zhang Lin.

Zhang Lin nodded immediately, and then gestured for 2.Wieland suddenly frowned, with an incredulous expression on his face, "He wants TBAA-2? Is he crazy?"

The otaku who had already opened their eyes also showed puzzled expressions. Leonard looked at Zhang Lin inside, and then at Wieland, "He wants to turn the Queen into a baby? Oh my god, no one can accept that. I'd feel like an insane asshole if I had a baby lay millions of alien eggs."

The otaku next to him nodded, and everyone looked at Zhang Lin in the isolation box.

Zhang Lin angrily smashed his fist on the glass.

"Looks like he doesn't want to change his mind, does he?" Ripley said later. "Give it to him, he's not going to destroy the world."

"We can't take any chances!" Wieland said, turning his head sharply, staring at Ripley.

"Really?" Ripley also looked at him, "Then tell me, how are you going to change Zhang's mind and lock him inside? Then the little queen will starve to death, and the queen's father Zhang will Rampage, our team will fall apart, and maybe he'll turn us all into desserts."

Wieland's face was ugly, but he couldn't refute Ripley. [Scholarly Family Arrangement]

Ripley smiled slightly, "It will always come to this point, he won't let Al lay eggs at all."

"What?" Wieland was startled, "Then what should we do, the whole world—what about so many worlds!"

"You've seen them both," Ripley said, folding his arms, "that alien, he'd die for that egg, they'd have that little thing hung up like a queen in a dark Eggs laid in a hatch? Would you let your son—I remember you had a son—do that?"

For a moment, Wieland's breathing seemed to be stagnant, and the artificial intelligence next to him suddenly raised his head, "Sir?"

Wieland didn't look at David, "Give Zhang the injection."

"So... What should we do next?" Leonard said worriedly, "Those advanced civilizations have already invaded many worlds, maybe the next one will be ours... They haven't completely succeeded yet, the resistance of human beings It's always intense, even if the fish dies and the net breaks. But... it will always succeed."

Ripley turned his head slightly and glanced at him, "Is he your friend?"

The otakus nodded without hesitation.

"Then trust him once," Ripley said. "Trust he wants to save the world."

Looking at the movement outside, Zhang Lin gradually began to worry, until the artificial intelligence finally took out the injection from the flannel, he suddenly relaxed, feeling a sense of gratitude.He knew he could finally be sure that he really had several friends.

David brought the injection in, Zhang Lin grabbed it, and then blocked the glass door that was about to slide down, "No need."

The artificial intelligence nodded and returned to Wieland.

No one spoke, even though they could hear the voices in the isolation box now, all eyes were on Zhang Lin.Zhang Lin glanced at them, picked up the injection, and stabbed it hard at the little guy who was still drooling at the people outside, penetrating through the silicon-based shell that hadn't fully hardened.

The little guy screamed terribly, jumped off Zhang Lin's hand, rolled on the ground in pain, curled up into a small ball, with its thin tail wrapped around its body.

But it was growing up slowly, gradually emerging human limbs that made it feel novel, its short, fat fingers stretched in the air, and finally opened its mouth to let out a cry.Perhaps it was the different sounds coming from her own mouth that frightened her, the little one was stunned for a moment, and then finally cried loudly.

Until someone picked her up.

For some reason, she opened her clear blue eyes and stared curiously at the person in front of her.She was a little dazed by this series of things, but still remembered that Zhang Lin had turned into a food in front of her.Her body turned into food, so what is she?

The little guy suddenly cried sadly again.

"..." Howard was the first to speak, "I suddenly want a child too."

Leonard smirked, "Me too."

"Oh, congratulations." Shelton gave him a sideways look. "Fortunately, Petunia is not here, lest you be rejected again."

Leonard was immediately discouraged, "Sheldon!"

Ripley looked at Kaur next to him, "How about it, can we make a little virus?"

Kaur: "..."

David next to him suddenly glanced at Wieland, who was frowning and thinking.

And Zhang Lin in the isolation box curled his lips at the little thing being picked up, "It's not black eyes."