The humanoid weapon is pregnant

"Did you know that the first human xenomorph is close to perfection, and his germ layer test is a normal human being.

But there are cells of archaea in his blood. He can easily defeat the evolved predators while maintaining the innocence and kindness of a child. This is simply the patron saint of mankind bestowed by heaven. "

"He passed on the fire of evolution for us, but human greed, violence, and jealousy imprisoned him and used him. They trapped the Patronus in the laboratory and dissected him as a specimen.

Poor human alien, he is like the savior on the cross, who clearly passed on the fire for mankind, but he has to suffer these sufferings. "

"The teacher couldn't stand the deprivation of the rights of the heterogeneous species. He raised objections to those in power, but was mocked and dismissed by those people. So the teacher left the laboratory with the guardian's fire and came to the village of Gaia."

"He recreated a xenomorph."

There was not much space in the car, and the conversation between the teenager and Lin Xi seemed to have affected the villagers next to him. This group of people put their hands on their chests and made prayer gestures.

"Dragon God helped us resist the invasion of alien species, helped us distinguish archaea from normal water sources, helped us with the soil in Fengwo Village, and helped us establish the sub-civilization. He did everything he could to help us free ourselves from the suffering of the last days. Come out, he is a brand-new alien species with human intelligence, and he is the god of everyone in the village of Gaia."

As Maraka spoke, he also made a prayer gesture.

The afterglow of the setting sun was refracted in his tinkling pewter necklace, making it shine brightly.

The setting sun also shone into the car, and the interior of the large truck beyond was half-dark and half-yellow, and the rear pallet was full of pagan fanaticism.

Lin Xi didn't speak, most of his will was to endure the abdominal pain, and his weak appearance seemed out of place.

In fact, he also looks very abrupt in the crowd of ordinary people. With his haggard white hair, pale skin, and thin body, he looks like a container that can't hold the soul, and he will be obliterated in the end of the world at any time. middle.

Mo Luojia saw Lin Xi's pain, and he couldn't help wiping Lin Xi's face with his hands.

"White Mouse, why don't you come and join us too! With the teacher's method, I can save you from suffering, and we can create a new patron saint together." Moluojia suggested.

But Lin Xi turned his head away.

"I don't believe in God," he replied.

"I didn't believe it until I met the teacher."

"I don't believe in aliens either."

"I didn't believe it until I met the teacher."

"I don't trust humans even more."

"..." Moluojia was taken aback for a moment, thinking about it.

"Teacher, he is not an ordinary person."

"Then where is he now?"

"One year ago, the teacher left Gaia's village to help us continue to search for the patron saint."

This time Lin Xi didn't answer, he was quiet, and he didn't hear his snoring until Malaka approached.

He had no intention of continuing the conversation with Maraka.

Mo Luojia looked at Lin Xi's face in a daze, and reluctantly sat back in his seat.

Lin Xi pretended to sleep for a while, and only let down her vigilance when Mo Luojia's hand was removed.

Exhaustion and pain swept over him, and he fell into a drowsy sleep.

This time, he fell into a distant dream.

In the dream, he saw a towering giant tree in the deep green forest.This giant tree covers the sky and blocks the sun, blocking the dusky sky among the intertwined branches and leaves, and only letting the sun shine through the dots of light.

Under the giant tree is a thin figure.

And large flora of moving flora.

The green flora is like moss and algae, they are like locusts crossing the border in search of food, like hands in hell, grabbing and dragging the bodies of living things.

Lin Xi watched.Suddenly, his consciousness was attached to that figure.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die..." He heard himself cry hoarsely, longingly.

There was no response from the forest, only darkness slowly descending.

Before the vision was annihilated, Lin Xi saw a very gentle and delicate tentacle stretched out, brushing his face lightly, leaving moist mucus.

like an animal tongue.

He opened his eyes abruptly, waking up from the dream.

Breaking away from the dream, a sense of heaviness swept over again, and Lin Xi noticed that her abdominal pain had not been relieved, but had spread to her limbs and bones.

He opened his eyes and took a few breaths, realizing that he was no longer in the truck.

He was lying in a simple tent, outside the tent was the night, and there were lights shining brightly.

"White mouse, are you awake?" As if aware of his movement, Maraka's voice came again.

Lin Xi looked up and saw the boy sitting by the campfire, boiling a pot of boiling water.

There were several piles of the same bonfire. Next to the bonfire, three military vehicles from the other side were parked, and there were short bushes nearby.

Here, the night is pressing down on the sky and the earth. In the temporary resting place for human beings, soldiers wearing combat uniforms of the advance troops from the other side are holding guns and taking turns on duty.

Lin Xi looked at the surrounding environment and sat up from the ground.

But for some reason, he felt that the surroundings were very cold, and his bones were even colder. The cold and pain superimposed made him tremble.

He lost his strength and fell down again.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Mo Luojia caught him.

"You are sick." He tested Lin Xi's forehead, "Those people said they would stay here overnight, and everyone got out of the car. I saw that you were unconscious and did not move, so I carried you here from the car."

The tents are two by two, and Mo Luojia happens to be in the same group as Lin Xi.

He noticed that instead of lowering Lin Xi's forehead temperature, it became even hotter. He said helplessly, "You are very sick this time. I boiled water for you. You should take a few sips to warm up."

In the desert without vegetation, the temperature difference between day and night is very large, and the lowest temperature at night can drop to minus minus. This is nothing to Lin Xi who usually performs tasks, but it is enough to be a talisman for a sick human being.

Lin Xi didn't expect that he would fall ill at this time, and his face suddenly turned pale again.

Normally, a mutant is rarely disturbed by illness.

He was sick, indicating that his body's immune function also had problems, and it was beginning to lose its function as his body decayed.

There is no Petri dish solution here to help him prolong his life.

Moluojia took a spoonful of water from the pot, poured it into the kettle, and handed the kettle to Lin Xi.

Lin Xi didn't pick it up.

Seeing this, Mo Luojia helped the man up, put Lin Xi in his arms, and put the spout of the pot to Lin Xi's lips.

"Drink a little, it's good for your body." He suggested.

The water in the spout of the pot was rippling, sparkling under the firelight.

But Lin Xi smelled a smell like disinfectant.

He frowned and turned his head away.

Mo Luojia poured water into the spoon again and sent it between Lin Xi's lips: "Look at how dry your lips are, if this continues, you will die on the way before we reach our destination .”

Hearing this sentence, Lin Xi's expression of refusal seemed to loosen a little, and her pale lips pursed.

"I won't hurt you." Moluojia was delighted, and poured some water for Lin Xi.

This time Lin Xi didn't resist. He let Mo Luojia feed him, like a plant in the desert, absorbing water instinctively.

Moluojia was very happy, and he watched Lin Xi's every swallowing movement closely.Every time Lin Xi's Adam's Apple moved, his eyes lit up a little.

Soon, his eyes were bent, and a smile as bright as the sun appeared on his face.

He decided to treat Lin Xi better.

He asked Lin Xi again if she needed to eat.

Lynch turned him down.

He put the food in front of Lin Xi again.

Lin Xi didn't eat.

"Then let me wipe your body for you. You are covered in blood, it smells so bad." Moluojia suggested again.

Lin Xi didn't speak, his hands suddenly hung down.

Moluojia was taken aback, and he looked at Lin Xi, only to see that under the light of the bonfire, Lin Xi's head was tilted to one side, his eyes were closed, and the eyelashes cast thick shadows under the eye circles.

The white mouse fainted again.

Beside the fire, he was unconscious, half of his face was illuminated by the light, and half of his face was shrouded in shadow, sluggish and wilted, but as clear and cold as the sun and the moon in his arms.

Mo Luojia watched for a while, and saw that Lin Xi had really lost consciousness, so he stretched out his hand and touched the other's face lightly.

Afterwards, he laid the person flat on the ground, and made a sacrificial kowtow towards the dark world.

When he looked up again, his eyes were full of joy.

He fetched a cloth and put it in boiling water to sterilize it.After 5 minutes, he took the cloth out of the boiling water, wrung it dry, and his eyes fell on the "white mouse" lying on the ground again.

He laughed, stepped forward and unbuttoned White Mouse's front, and began to wipe the other's body reverently.

After the first pot of boiling water went down, Maraka cleaned the sludge from Lin Xi's face, neck and chest.

Under the firelight, the skin of the sleepy body was fair and soft, and the proportions of the limbs were slender and perfect, like a holy creature.

Maraka watched, and a burst of blush suddenly appeared on his face.

At the same time, he was startled by his physical reaction, and hurriedly made a prayer of begging for sin.

"What are you doing?" At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

Mo Luojia's face changed, he turned his head, and immediately saw three outsiders in camouflage combat uniforms standing in front of his tent.

Two of these three people were tall and one was short, and the head of the group had arched eyebrows, his face was stern, and he was looking at him with displeasure.

Malaka immediately recognized that this man was the leader of the army who commanded his soldiers to forcibly confiscate the village and burn down the earth fortress.

Those people called him Commander.

A trace of hatred flashed in Malaka's eyes.

But he also saw the guns and weapons on the opponent's body at the same time. He clenched the handkerchief in his hand and smiled again.

"Commander, why did you come to our village? It's getting dark and we are preparing to rest."

"I don't ask you that."

The commander nodded and pointed in the direction of White Mouse: "I asked him what's going on."

Under the tent, Lin Xi was lying unconscious on the ground, most of his skirts were taken off, exposing his thin shoulders, but he didn't respond at all.

Mu Yechen felt that such a scene was dazzling for no reason.

When Mo Luojia saw Mu Yechen's scrutiny of Bai Mouse, he couldn't help being surprised, but he quickly moved a step to block the other's view.

"White Mouse is sick, and I'm taking care of him." Malaka replied.

He is sick?

Mu Yechen's eyes sank.

Cang Jie, who was next to him, quickly realized that he bypassed Mo Luojia and walked to Lin Xi's side.

He raised Lin Xi's hand, and immediately sensed that the temperature was not right, and reached out to test his forehead again.

"Head, he has a high fever." He reported.

Getting sick in the desert is extremely dangerous for ordinary people.

Mu Yechen narrowed his eyes slightly, examining the surroundings of the tent.

On the sandy soil, there are only bonfires for chills, and pots and pans for daily life.

"Take him to my tent." He made up his mind quickly.

"Come on, boss!" The short soldier next to him had already taken the order and walked towards Lin Xi.

Moluojia's face changed slightly, and he immediately stopped the other party.

"What are you going to do to him? He is a villager in our village, we can protect him." Moluojia said loudly.

Luo Xiaowei was troubled and looked at Mu Yechen.

Mu Yechen's face was cold, he walked around the shaman and walked to Lin Xi himself.

"He can't live with you."

Moluojia's face turned pale, and he wanted to take back the white mouse, but was stopped by Luo Xiaowei.

he shouted anxiously.

Mu Yechen ignored it, and pulled back Lin Xi's slipped skirt to help him cover the skin on his chest.

Lin Xi didn't respond at all.

Mu Yechen glanced at him, wrapped his arms around Lin Xi's back and knees, picked him up from the ground, and walked into his military tent.