The days of being parasitized by aliens

After teasing for a while, although he usually doesn't pay attention to gossip magazines, the relationship between Zhang's heirs was still aroused at that time. The photo of the two intimately holding hands was released, which caused a sensation all over the country, causing countless boys and girls to fuck Broken heart.

"No, absolutely nothing," Zhang Lin hurriedly explained, as if afraid of being misunderstood: "That woman just used me to hype it up, and it was all old lace news three months ago. I returned a month ago It was clarified with the media when we were in the imperial capital."

"Three months ago... what date is today?"

"Uh, August 8th, what's wrong?"

Tang Chen licked his chapped lips, and there was a trace of gloom in his eyes. In his memory, yesterday should be May 5th, but now it is August 8th, which means that he was unconscious and drifting on the sea for three months. How many months? It's enough for that bastard Tang Chen to control the power of the entire Tang family.

"Lin Shao, I want to ask, can you tell me the current situation of the Tang family?"

Tang Chen asked about the Tang family without any scruples. Anyway, Zhang Lin would investigate his identity sooner or later, so it would be better to mislead this person earlier. Although it sounds weird, Tang Chen still planned to live as his illegitimate child.

As if he had guessed Tang Chen's "true" identity a long time ago, Zhang Lin was not surprised. He frowned slightly and said, "You'd better not go back to China. To tell you the truth, Tang Chen, the current head of the Tang family, met with Tang Chen a month ago. The eldest daughter of the public loser, Gong Shuling, is officially engaged. Four months later, the two aristocratic families will hold a wedding of the century for them in the imperial capital. During this period, the two families are probably the most heavily guarded. Let them know that you are still alive. Let you go, ahem, of course I will protect you, forgive them for not messing around."

Sure enough, that wolf bastard Tang Chen colluded with the public loser, no wonder he had the guts to show his knife to me. The context of the matter became clear.

The Tang family has been engaged in the assassination industry since their ancestors. They are famous in the world with the hidden weapons and strange poisonous techniques of the Tang family. Shiyi, the heads of the Tang family of all dynasties stood still, hid in the Tangjiabao in the middle of Sichuan, and still relied solely on the killer industry to make a living. In today's era of legal governance, the Tang family, a family that wanders on the edge of gray, has naturally been challenged by the government and other aristocratic families. Crowded, abandoned by the rapidly developing economy and society, and gradually reduced to a third-class family.

So when Tang Chen was the head of the family, externally, the Tang family had no contact with any major family, and domestic connections were almost zero. No one would conduct business cooperation with a killer family. Internally, he had to deal with a bunch of stubborn clans. The troubles made by the old and the ordinary dude, the internal and external sufferings are enough to wear down anyone, but to everyone's surprise, Tang Chen broke the boat and resolutely went to the Middle East regardless of the opposition of his clan, intending to open up foreign arms markets.

Facts have proved that Tang Chen's sense of war is correct. Once again, a transnational war broke out in the Middle East, which caught the world's attention. The demand for arms from various countries was almost morbid, so that the Tang family made a fortune from the war. In just a few years of arms trading, he secretly earned a shocking wealth that would suffocate anyone.

"People die for money, birds die for food, hehe, this sentence is really true. Is that old man who is a public loser just trying to be a white wolf with empty hands? There is no such thing as cheap!"

As the founding elders of the Huaxia Kingdom, the public losers have an extraordinary status in the military circle. The domestic arms business is almost monopolized by them. Based on this, they are enough to be the four major families of Huaxia. However, they are not satisfied with this and want to extend their hands to Foreign markets affect the international situation, so the weak Tang family is undoubtedly the best springboard.

The public loser even sent someone to discuss the cooperation with Tang Chen in private. He put on a high-ranking charisma, said it was a cooperation, but in fact it was viciously grabbing the market. Tang Chen naturally saw through the ambition of the public loser, and directly and decisively refused. Although he thought that he would be retaliated by the public loser, he did not expect that the public loser, one of the four great families in the imperial capital, would be so embarrassing that he dared to use the dead soldiers trained by the family to fight against the world. He directly attacked the Tang family.

"Xiao Ye, hello, are you okay?"

Tang Chen sometimes frowned, sometimes sneered, and finally rubbed his chin in a daze, while Zhang Lin on the side looked worriedly, wondering if his mermaid was really insane, otherwise he wouldn't know anything.

Seeing Zhang Lin's hand dangling in front of his eyes, Tang Chen came back to his senses, glanced at "Bai" who was also in a daze, rubbed his sweaty palm, and said with a forced smile, "It's really fine, I It's just that I'm too hungry and my brain is a little dull."

"Hey, look at me, I'm stupid. I promised to cook porridge for you, but I caught you talking about it. Bai, you are not allowed to lock the door. I will serve the porridge right away."

Taking a worried look at the somewhat abnormal Bai, Zhang Lin gave an order, then took off his suit jacket, threw it to Bai, rolled up his cuffs and walked straight towards the kitchen, leaving the remaining two people in a strange silence. middle.

After being silent for a long time, Tang Chen suddenly pulled out a bloody saber from under his pillow, placed it in front of him, looked at "Bai" vigilantly, and opened the conversation first: "Can you tell me, what exactly are you? , or the evil god?"

Parasitic

"Can you tell me, what are you? A ghost, or an evil god?"

Countless conjectures flashed through Tang Chen's mind, and finally settled on these two most likely outcomes, but no matter which one it was, it was beyond his understanding of this world.

Bai closed his eyes and opened his eyes. He responded in a very slow voice: "It's... no, I'm... an outsider, the orbit deviates... and came to this blue planet... for supplies."

Outsider?It's aliens! ?

Tang Chen's pupils shrank, he swallowed hard, and lightly slashed his wrist with the saber, letting the pain force him to calm down. Well, things like resurrection from the dead happened to him, so what happens in his body? It doesn't seem like an unacceptable thing to pop up an alien.

"I remember that I was already dead. You saved me? What's your purpose?"

Tang Chen doesn't believe that this so-called alien has such good intentions to help the earthlings. Whether it's earthlings or aliens, as long as they are intelligent creatures, they must instinctively pursue interests.

"My purpose is just to survive. Originally, I wanted to parasitize your body. Unfortunately, you are not eligible for parasitism when you are dying. At this time, the blue planet began to reject me. I had no choice but to open the symbiosis mode. , attached to you."

Seemingly fully adapted to this body, Bai's eyeballs rolled back again, and his tone of voice returned to normal.

"Symbiosis mode, what do you mean?" Tang Chen was puzzled.

"In other words, you and I are now one. If you die, I will die if I lose my energy source, and if I die, you will die too without me controlling the major systems of your body. In your words It is said that if one prospers, one loses."

Looking through Tang Chen's memory for three months, "Bai" has already had a preliminary understanding of this planet, and he understands Tang Chen's inner thoughts better than anyone else. If the symbiosis mode is not activated, this male creature will probably die in the next second. Just pretend to be thinking, and then suddenly attack, stab your head open.

Katz

A tooth-piercing sharp voice sounded, and while "Bai" was in a daze, the sharp saber had pierced through his jaw and directly into his brain. Host, I don't understand why this male creature should die together, the survival instinct should be a must for every creature.

Seeing that "Bai" was fine, Tang Chen blinked, raised his hands, and smiled: "Oh, so stabbing your head won't kill you, sorry, I'll just give it a try."

"Oh."

"Bai" nodded, not feeling annoyed at all, or it didn't have any emotions at all, he seemed to be more concerned about whether the energy provided by the host was sufficient than the things plotted by the host.

"We are different from carbon-based creatures like you. We belong to the pan-dimensional energy body and can parasitize any creature. However, compared with ordinary creatures, we are more inclined to parasitize intelligent creatures. When their emotions fluctuate, we can absorb them. The special substance needed, with this substance, we can survive and reproduce, and even carry out endless interstellar travel."

Regardless of the twitching corners of Tang Chen's mouth, "Bai" narrated his own history: "Since the explosion of the fifth dimension, our survival has become more and more difficult. There are too few living planets in the fourth dimension. Even with the guidance of the same family, I can only find more than 1000. Each time the retention should not be too long, otherwise it will be rejected by the living planet. Calculated according to the revolution speed of this planet, only 20 years, compared to our long lifespan, this is only equivalent to one second of your human beings."

After "Bai"'s self-introduction ended, Tang Chen took a deep breath to stabilize his ruined worldview. His mind was running fast like a computer, and he quickly analyzed "Bai"'s words, and found several doubts: "First, You will leave in 20 years, so does it mean that I will die too? Second, emotions produce special substances. What kind of emotions are needed? Other aliens? Fourth, since you