Nonhuman Evolution Guide

"You know, Severus, I'm beginning to envy this race." Dumbledore said regretfully.

Snape held his wand expressionlessly, but the white light connecting him with the hole in the big blue bottle's chest trembled indiscernibly.Dumbledore turned his eyes a little sideways, glanced at his Potions Professor, and smiled slightly, "Severus, if we were like them, wouldn't it change many things?"

Snape finally spoke, but his voice was hoarse, "Stop it, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore refocused on healing magic as usual, but suddenly he said, "But Zhang once talked to me about this issue, we do have... some of the same genes as them—you You know genes, Muggle stuff, it’s almost a term used to describe the continuation of bloodlines.”

Snape tilted his wrist unconsciously, and the healing magic hit Zhang Lin.

Zhang Lin, who was holding his daughter, felt very hurt: "I'm not crazy."

Snape: "..."

The Potions Professor straightened his wrist expressionlessly, and retorted coldly: "Yes, if streaking doesn't count."

Zhang Lin subconsciously wanted to block it with something in his hand, but later felt that it was really inappropriate to do so.Thinking of how many times he used the alien egg to protect his crotch, he suddenly felt a little more guilty towards the little girl.

With the help of two brilliant wizards, the recovery speed of the big blue bottle gradually caught up with the deterioration speed of the wound, and it slowly healed inward at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the broken sternum was also gradually recovering.People outside have been paying attention to the movement here, and this development made everyone happy, and the otaku screamed and gave each other a high-five to celebrate.

"Bernie said that if I could save Mr. Alien, she would be willing to make a little guy smaller than me." Howard glanced at the phone and said happily.

Without waiting for anyone to answer, Wieland suddenly turned around and grabbed him, "What did you say?"

Howard was a little startled, "Hey Peter, why did you suddenly start paying attention to my bed?"

"You have been driving the dimension bridge generator?" Wieland stared at Howard, automatically blocking the obscene part of Howard's words.Because for most people, if you don't do this, there is absolutely no way to have a normal conversation with Howard.

"Only opened a little bit, a slit - this is just an adjective, in fact, it is invisible to the naked eye, only electromagnetic waves can pass through such a narrow dimension bridge." Howard rolled his eyes, "You are too nervous Peter, you'll be fine."

"If you're lucky, no." Wieland said, "But this world has no traces of the princes, and the world we came to—your world doesn't have any, do you have them notice this? And, for As far as this world is concerned, this is a very strong magical fluctuation, and I can only hope that no one notices it. In other words, I hope there are more idiots like you in this world!"

Wieland's voice became louder and louder, scaring Howard speechless. After a long time, he stammered and said, "I, I don't know...but I think there may really be people in this world... ..."

At this moment, a few sweet and piercing coughs sounded outside the door.

There was a few seconds of silence in the room, and before Dumbledore could point his wand at the doorknob, Ripley stepped forward and silently kneeled against the door.Dumbledore nodded to her, then waved his wand a few times, indicating that Ripley could relax, "She can't hear our conversation."

But still no one spoke, and the room was filled with horrified gasps.After a long time, Howard spoke with difficulty: "What should we do?"

Wieland picked up the pulse rifle sharply, and the flashing red light lowered the temperature of the entire room.Dumbledore raised a hand to stop him, "No... For God's sake, I have to admit that if I've ever thought of killing anyone in my life, she's the only one. But we Can't do it now, there's a whole Ministry of Magic behind her. My friends, I have to think about this world, the world of wizards."

"So, let her break in, or find fault with you later?" Zhang Lin pushed the glass door up, got out from inside, and took a robe that Dumbledore hung beside him.After putting it on his head, he looked down at his clothes, "Am I too delicate in this?"

Dumbledore: "..."

Zhang Lin smiled, "It's just to cheer up the atmosphere, you look very handsome in violet, Mr. Principal."

Dumbledore: "I think this is what really energizes the atmosphere-this is just a personal hobby, I don't accept attacks, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Lin shrugged, and took another one from the side, wrapping the little guy who was healthier than any human baby a few times.This action finally made the little guy much quieter, at least her short hands and feet were tied up, and she could only howl at the top of her throat.

"Do you have any grudge against her?" Ripley asked from the side.

"I love her." Zhang Lin said without hesitation, and then pressed a kiss on the baby's head, "You like this too, right sweetheart?"

The little guy howled almost to death.

Zhang Lin: "..."

He coughed, then looked at Dumbledore, "Declare war on those people while we're here."

"Wait, what?" Wieland said incredulously next to him, "At the risk of destroying more worlds, to intervene in the internal affairs of a world first? And she—you turned her into this, who will come?" Produce 'soldiers'? I mean..." The scientist took a few breaths, his eyes fell on the face of the howling little guy, and then he closed his eyes fiercely, "I can't do it, let her take care of everything. screwed everything up, you shouldn't have put her—"

"Me." Zhang Lin said.

Wieland didn't understand for a while, "What?"

"She won't, but I can." Zhang Lin said.

Wieland opened his mouth and couldn't speak, Zhang Lin shrugged, "I know you can't understand, but think about yourselves - you see a baby girl, there is no way for this baby to bear the burden of saving the world Heavy duty, but busters don't care. But in my eyes, they are the same - whether it's a baby or a buster, I can't do it, I know it from the moment I see it, and I can do it too not."

There was silence in the room, only the sound of Snape's magic hitting the body of the big blue bottle.

Zhang Lin slowly curled the corner of his mouth, and continued, "But I suddenly remembered that queens can also fight, and they are stronger than ordinary soldiers. They can directly parasitize our living dead, and our soldier queens can fight."

"But what's the difference?" Leonard next to him said with difficulty, "They...they are also your eggs."

Zhang Lin subconsciously glanced at the big blue bottle that was still recovering, but didn't really say what was in his mind, "No, each of us has to fight."

Dumbledore frowned and looked at Zhang Lin, "So, you mean..."

"Do something to the woman outside the door that you have been expecting for a long time, then gather your people and tell them that the war has begun, and the war will not end easily after you defeat your opponent." Zhang Lin turned to Wieland, "We It's time to go, don't contradict me, this world is the starting point of the war, we always have to clean up the weeds in the yard first."

Wieland looked visibly unhappy, but said nothing.

It wasn't until the artificial intelligence and nerds started to restart the dimension bridge generator that Wieland said to Zhang Lin in an extremely unhappy tone: "The starting point of the war... It's easy to say, you know that the alien- Oh, and the Queen's size—what a challenge it would be to bring an entire army into this world?"

"Unless you are the one to handle this matter," Zhang Lin glanced at Wieland, "Peter, don't force me to keep praising you."

Wieland: "..."

After finishing Wieland, Zhang Lin kissed the howling little guy lightly with some regrets, and poked her round cheek, "Say goodbye to Dad... um well, it's so sweet, goodbye sweetheart."

Next, he glanced at Call, who couldn't help but take a step back.

Zhang Lin looked at the robot: "Are you a fighting model?"

Kaur bit his lip and shook his head, obviously not liking such adjectives, "I'm in charge of maintenance and logistics."

"That's the same." Zhang Lin stuffed the little guy into Kaur's arms, startling her, "An injection is given every twelve hours, and you have to make sure he can see her."

Call nodded stiffly holding the howling little thing, and the crooked little thing was still trying to bite her arm.

"Then I'll stay here for the time being too," Ripley glanced at them, "and your pulse rifle, Mr. Wieland."

"A moment of silence for Voldemort." Leonard finally couldn't bear it.

Dumbledore: "..."

"Go and get the gun." Ripley hugged the fluttering little guy from Kaur's arms. "You hold her as if you're going to break her neck. You don't know how to hold a baby."

Kaul took a look at the pulse rifle next to him and summoned up his courage, "But..."

"I like combat models," Ripley said. "No one starts out as a combat model, not as clearly defined as a robot. But you're a second-generation AI, and you have robotic parents who made you and told you you had to What are you going to do?"

Kaur stared at her blankly.

Ripley softly coaxed the little guy who was still howling, and took the time to look up at Kaul, "You will find that the time when you are the most human is when you are fighting to defend your life."

Kaul's eyes slowly fell on the pulse rifle, and then she gritted her teeth and picked up the heavy gun.

Ripley smiled. "You remind me of when I was learning how to use a gun—when we were surrounded by aliens and dying."

But Kaur looked at the little guy in her arms, "What did you do, she doesn't seem to be crying anymore."

"She wasn't either, she was just unhappy." Ripley shook the little guy in his arms, "She's very similar to humans, not just in appearance—all creatures are the same, at least when they're born .”

Call remembered the time they'd watched the trans-species disappear into space, not so long ago.

But Ripley was different. She cried uncontrollably when she killed the inverse alien, but now she smiled. "I have had daughters, I don't know, maybe... three times, they all died." She gently coaxed the little one in her arms, she had stopped howling, staring at her curiously with clear blue eyes .The corners of Ripley's mouth slowly curved down, "But she won't."

Next to him, Zhang Lin, who had already stepped into the vortex, saw the little guy stop crying in Ripley's arms, smiled slightly, and then completely disappeared into the vortex.After him, the otaku also stepped in one by one.Until the end, Wieland glanced one last time, looked at Dumbledore, and nodded.

"Sir." The artificial intelligence next to him said suddenly.

Wieland's eyes fell on him.

"I don't like combat models." The AI ​​met his gaze.