Nonhuman Evolution Guide

Dr. Richard, the weak chicken representative, struggled to push all the weapons and equipment out of the warehouse. Zhang Lin watched with pain on his face as the nerds and Wieland hung them out of the detection suit one by one.

"May I ask a question," Zhang Lin said to Wieland, "wearing this—and the helmet, will you run away crying if the zombies bite you?"

"Of course." Sheldon replied to Zhang Lin instead of Wieland, "And there is a urine circulation system and an air filtration system inside, even if you have to spend the whole night with a group of zombies like squeezing the subway, you can only use it the next day. It takes a pancake to recover."

Zhang Lin: "..."

Sheldon smiled nervously, "Because you've reached the limit of grain intake."

Zhang Lin felt a little confused by the reaction of the nerds—or especially Sheldon, "Wait, don't any of you have any objections to drinking urine?"

Leonard smirked and shrugged. "Holy crap, of course not. The combined filter in the suit pretty much purified the urine into distilled water, and we didn't have alcohol lamps under our butts."

Zhang Lin was expressionless.

"It's a pretty good joke," Howard looked at Zhang Lin, "Did your joke run away from home?"

"Hehe." Zhang Lin said.

"I don't know," Raj said beside him. "Did he just want to kill you with his eyes?"

Zhang Lin and the two homeboys: "..."

Dr. Richard came over, straightened his messy shirt, and pushed his glasses up from the tip of his nose, "Gentlemen, my boss has already crossed the dimension bridge, before he leaves, let me remind you at an appropriate time. "

Zhang Lin turned expressionlessly and walked towards the Dimension Bridge.

The two Armstrongs on the opposite side slowly raised their right hands to greet him.

"..." Zhang Lin showed a painful expression again, "Are you sure you can beat zombies like this? Or did you plan to let the zombies gnaw and wait for the alien eggs to hatch?"

Wieland snorted, and a muffled voice came out from the helmet, "Another good thing is that there are no face huggers to parasitize us—oh I know, the expedition team on the Prometheus, and Nosh The crew members on the Mo were all wearing the detection suits produced by Wieland, but these were all improved types. Except for weapons, the detection suits and helmets all counted the attack parameters of face-huggers and zombies—thanks to Your Jerry."

Zhang Lin didn't expect the little follower to be so useful. The problem is—"But Bernadette said he was with Amy. If I remember correctly, the girl seems to be a neurobiologist?"

"Oh," Wieland said, "he was useless afterward, and Miss Fowler said he could take part in her experiment, so she asked him to go."

"So..." Zhang Lin said slowly, "Did you take my alien to live experiments?"

"I'm sorry, and I'm addicted to cigarettes," Wieland said. "Miss Fowler is a little overexcited—it's an alien, after all, but she knows how to measure it. Her only mistake is to watch Jerry didn't learn to smoke marijuana from the monkey, but he did learn from the punks outside the door, and together they sold weed to students."

Zhang Lin: "..."

"We'll talk about Jerry later," Wieland said, as if remembering something, "Isn't he born of you?"

"..." Zhang Lin tried his best to keep himself calm, "I'm not a queen, I can't give birth to soldiers and drones."

"Great, Lolicon." Howard, who came out of the vortex, said, "We should find a place for you to lay eggs-but, to be honest, I still have a question." Howard looked at Zhang Lin, with an incredulous expression, "Are you sure so many queens can become good sisters?"

"Theoretically speaking," Zhang Lin suddenly realized that he had a rare chance to say the word, "I am their will center, just like the queen is the will center of the aliens, connected in a star shape and dispersed step by step." Then Zhang Lin shrugged, "Of course I can relax this kind of control, for example, for Al—the blue bottle is out of my control, he is not in the same nest as us."

"Then it's time for you to make new rules," Sheldon said. "Are you going to sleep in different nests when you get married?"

Zhang Lin: "Shut up."

Leonard quietly gave him a thumbs up.

Zhang Linxiang took a step back, his eyes were gradually covered by the extended silicified cuticle, and then he gently jumped to the side, listening to the movement around him.After a few minutes, he selected the location.There are several abandoned large pump rooms in the nearby factories, and the space is quite wide.This place is not safe for human beings. Zombies can easily crawl in from the wind shaft, and there is no food. It is basically certain that no one will come here to disturb them.

The nerds and Wieland all boarded their respective detection vehicles. Zhang Lin hissed backwards, then let go of his limbs and crawled quickly. The three detection vehicles followed closely behind him, and the engines roared as they passed by. Shi Feiyang.

Many zombies noticed the commotion here, and walked over staggeringly. Those who stood in front of Zhang Lin were cut off by him or pierced and shot in the head, until Wieland shouted loudly from behind, "Parasite! This It's a precious parasite!"

They arrived at their destination within a few minutes. Zhang Lin walked around the factory a few times and found that it was indeed a good place.After he turned back, he stopped in front of the scientists, thought for a while, and took out a work uniform from the spare box, tied it around his waist, and then slowly changed back to human form.

"Thank you," Raj said relievedly, "although we are no longer familiar with your little friend."

Zhang Lin: "..."

He looked at Wieland with a straight face, "It's here, at least until the zombies around here are emptied. You can go back and prepare. We won't change until the zombies that can parasitize are beyond the communication range between me and the egg." place."

"Wait, wait," Howard said suddenly, "Zombieman suddenly has a suggestion—does anyone remember Zombieman?"

"Is your ability awakening here?" Leonard said with a smile. "So what is your ability? Eat dinner without cooking?"

"..." Howard shrugged dejectedly, "Well, I just have a suggestion. I think our idea of ​​attracting zombies is too bad. The mobs still have attack range, and they won't follow us all the time. "

Wieland suddenly took the rest of the sentence, "So, we might as well send the queen's egg over."

"Yes, that's it." Howard replied.

The otaku looked at each other, and they all thought it was a good idea.

"Well..." Zhang Lin said next to him, "Okay, as long as you are willing. It is not a small project to put those eggs on the transport truck, and..." He hesitated for a while, not wanting to discourage the nerds with his next words Positivity, but he had to bring it up, "Maybe the danger is isolated by the detection suit, but I'm afraid it will still be scary."

The otakus all took a few breaths and looked at each other.

"We know." Leonard said to Zhang Lin.

Zhang Lin suddenly felt something gradually rising in his chest, and suddenly a thought entered his mind, which almost dispelled all his suffering and bad luck.

They are saving the world.

Zhang Lin shrugged, "Okay."

He met the eyes of everyone present, and finally turned and walked towards the entrance, but Wieland stopped him suddenly from behind. "Don't you have anything to say to your alien? When we meet again, the world will be different."

"No," Zhang Lin said, "the world is still the original world, and no one will know what happened."

He could feel Wieland staring at the back of his head.Well, actually he can "see" it.Zhang Lin turned his back to them and bent his mouth, "Don't be like this, Peter, I'm just... to lay a few eggs."

After a long time, the scientist's indifferent voice came over, "That's right."

Zhang Lin walked in, and they were separated by the wall.

There are many zombies wandering here. They sensed that someone had entered, and they staggered over to eat this unlucky guy.Zhang Lin rolled his eyes and muttered, "Okay, I won't kill you...'precious' parasites."

Before the words fell, the work clothes tied around the waist made the sound of fibers being torn, and then fell to the dusty ground.Zhang Lin snarled at the overwhelmed zombies, then left them and found a corner, slowly curled up into a ball, with the tail coiled around the body.

If even Wieland guessed how painful the spawning process was, there was no reason why he would forget it himself.

"Yes," Zhang Lin silently repeated Leonard's words in his heart, "We know."

Even if Zhang Lin is willing to endure this kind of pain continuously, he alone cannot produce a large number of soldiers in a short period of time, but after all, he gave birth to a queen. Although the queen is not a high-quality queen, he can still give birth to some ordinary aliens. Eggs, plus the number of existing queens, at least according to the doctor, he should be able to compete with the armies of the princes.After all, although they have a large number of advanced civilizations, they did not get many parasites in the previous worlds.

In fact, like Zhang Lin, their individual combat power can at most catch up with ordinary aliens, and they can't even match the queen.But they obviously have a lot of experience in mind control, after all, they want to control a large number of their own soldiers for a long time.

But among humans, there are also some people who have inherited this power.

wizard.

Zhang Lin thought it would take him a while to think about how to convince Dumbledore, and how to explain what was happening to the other wizards.However, when Wieland and the nerds drove the transport truck to move the queen's egg for the first time, Zhang Lin felt that there was more than one person outside.

He raised his narrow head and looked at Wieland, who shrugged, "The good news is that those wizards' problems were solved in a second, can you imagine?"

Even though Zhang Lin is now a domineering alien, he can't help but open his mouth to reveal his nest teeth, letting the stupid expression stay on his face.

"I don't think Mr. Dumbledore would be willing to convey the specific content through others..." Wieland said, "In short, we have some helpers, and they may be underage, so...Dumbledore suggests that you don't play pranks, Although in fact he is probably the one who likes to play pranks more.”

Zhang Lin still faced him with an eyeless face, Wieland pursed his lips, "Well, the bad news is, your alien..."

A large blank instantly occupied Zhang Lin's brain.

"Your alien...Of course it must have come back to life." Wieland continued after the pause, "But because he has more princely genes than wizards, Professor Dumbledore thinks that staying Send him to do some special training. I'm sure he'd prefer to come see you, but he thinks you'd make that choice too."

Zhang Lin flicked his tail at Wieland threateningly, and even showed his teeth.

"And," Wieland added, "Ripley is teaching him how to feed the baby—you're not going to make her queen again, are you?"

Zhang Lin: "..."