Zerg's Serving Guidelines

dead body

Zerg territory,

The first thing Junxiong Lida did after waking up was to check his communication.He opened every email in the communication mailbox, read it again and again.

No news.

He put his feet up on the desk, and the documents and books on the desk were instantly squeezed to the ground by the male's military boots.Contrary to Wen Jiuyi, Junxiong Lida doesn't have the habit of tidying up properly.In fact, this is what most military heroes look like. They specialize in the battlefield and neglect the workplace. The position of servant was first established for this purpose.

Lida hadn't recruited new servants since Lida and his henress Melev nearly divorced.

"Come in as soon as you come." He muttered, spinning his pen distractedly, "How long are you going to investigate?"

Melev came in with breakfast.

He has plenty of time to spend with his males.

"The supplementary list has been finalized." Melev put the breakfast on the table, knelt down and picked up the documents on the ground one by one.In today's electronic office, most of the paper materials are a kind of supplementary evidence, and the quantity is complicated. In the case of Junxiong Lida, half of the paper materials in his office are related to top-secret tasks.

Junxiong Lida gave a strange "tsk", he was not sure why the female Melev told himself this matter. "With me?"

"No." Melev said, "Wen Jiuyi applied to join the "Beheading Operation". "

Junxiong Lida unpacked the breakfast bag, ate it up, and said vaguely: "I say no."

"Someone passed."

Lida swallowed the food, Lie opened his mouth and mocked, "It couldn't be you."

"Master, you clearly know that I don't have this authority." Melev stretched out his hand to wipe the gravy from the corner of Junxiong Lida's mouth, "I just want to tell you. The military must ensure the purity of Junxiong... it's just a name."

After Alecidya's accident, the military department changed its bold and flamboyant style.All the situation has gradually become cautious, whether it is propaganda, fighting, or foreign strategy, they have all turned conservative.

Lida pushed his female away, "I told you. He's not here, and I don't know where he is."

"Yes. Someone wanted to arrange for him to die in battle." Melev stared into Lida's eyes, "I have found Alek... that is the death certificate of Aleksedia's younger brother. "

Lida rolled his eyes.

He wasn't surprised at all that Melev was able to find those forged documents and records.

"What are you talking to me about? Do you want me to beg you? "Ah, Melev, don't send my favorite student to the battlefield, please."" Lida put on airs, pitifully His tone was very precise, "It's better for you to dream faster. "

"The order has been issued."

Lida squinted at Melev.Immediately afterwards, he sat up straight and stood up. His teeth bit his tongue because he spoke quickly, "You—"

"I said it." Melev said, "I don't have this authority."

"Where did the order go?"

"No comment."

"Who ordered it?"

"do not know."

Lida looked deeply at his female. He held the military uniform on the back of the chair in his hand, like pulling a whip to kill someone.

Melev asked, "Where are you going?"

"You don't care." Lida put on his clothes.He put his weapon case on his back, "Those old wastes with dead bodies—"

"Lida."

"Shut up!" Lida put himself in the exoskeleton mecha, and installed the lightest equipment on his ribs, back and limbs, and his face was hardened by the iron gray, "Thank you Melev, when When you told me the news, I doubted that you still loved me."

Didi!

Junxiong Lida swiped his card and locked his female in the office with his backhand.Melev's fist hit the translucent isolation cover, and ripples flooded from the center of the female's fist.This newly developed protective shield can withstand a hundred bombardments of high-power electronic cannons, and the fist of a female bug is nothing more than a sprinkling of water to it.

Melev shouted "Lida!" more quickly, and he took out his gun. Before the bullets were fired, he saw Lida, the military hero, throwing a familiar air kiss to himself.

Department of Biochemistry [-], Laboratory Division.

Ever since Wen Jiuyi chose to go to the front line, the experimenters in the laboratory felt that life was much more boring.During coffee breaks, they always complained about why the head of the biochemical department went to the front line—a few heads up, although they would also go to the front line, they spent most of their time working in the laboratory.

"When will the minister come back?" They looked up at the top of the cave.If Alek were here, he would find that the tall and pointed buildings he saw the first time he came here were not water towers or signal towers at all.

This is a poison gas missile.

If "Yuyang" is a psychotoxin specially developed for parasites, it has the disinfecting characteristics of "Zhulian Jiuzu".

Then this missile named "Cleaner" is a large biological and chemical weapon that attacks any living thing indiscriminately.He can be dropped into a parasite world, a zerg world, or even a primitive planet.

—Anyway, the result is the same.

Clean and lifeless.

Across the tall, off-white fence-like building, 360 seven "cleaners" are ready to go.In terms of quantity, one "cleaner" can achieve the effect of the Zhuojiu massacre, and two "cleaners" are enough to kill all creatures on a 1.0832073×10^12km planet.

"Urgent report! Urgent report!" A young female insect researcher ran over waving the communication, "Ah Fu was attacked by a parasite."

"Is it on planet k778?"

The experimenters panicked.

"It's a parasite of that lineage."

The young researcher zoomed in on the photo of the scene, but couldn't see the clue for a long time. "There is no parasitic experience and no fear of the "sunset". "

But the number of "sunsets" is too small.This weapon is drawn from the bones of two former ministers, and the flame of Minister Jiuyi must be added. It is too irreplaceable and not suitable for widespread use.

Although the beheading plan proposed a plan to improve the "Sunset" and put it into use.But in the short term, it is simply not realistic.

"Are you drinking coffee?" Weimen was pulling the corpse over.There was still a lingering corpse smell on his body, and the experimenters didn't dislike him in the slightest.They surrounded them enthusiastically and showed Wimen the live photos of A Fu's death.

"A Fu passed away."

"He's just going to collect the soil from the site... hey."

Wiman listened sadly to the sobs of the experimenters.

"When will the minister be back?"

"Our experiment really needs the minister's assistance."

"If 'Sunset' is to be improved, the minister must be present. "

"Please Weimen. We really need Minister Jiuyi."

Weimen went all the way to release the corpse, listening to these experimenters chattering around him.For a while they said they missed Minister Wen’s toxin, for a while they said it would be difficult to advance the experiment without Minister Wen, and for a while they said they hadn’t studied the flames of Touwen Jiuyi.

"Okay, okay." The big-headed gene bank liaison waved his hand, "I will deliver it. I heard that the higher-ups have arranged a new task. If you need any corpses and genes, please contact me."

"We want the Minister back now."

"If the minister doesn't come back...the corpse is fine."

Weimen thought about it, but still didn't tell the news that "Wen Jiuyi was suspected of being parasitized".He was afraid that after he said it, the red-eyed experimenters would ask him to pick up Wen Jiuyi's body.

Now everyone in the military headquarters who knows about Wen Jiuyi is wondering where this military hero has gone?is still alive.

Although Weimen is not considered a member of the military, the Zerg Gene Bank can be considered a relatively powerful institution.He heard that Melev, who was in charge of investigating Wen Jiuyi's whereabouts, had found Alek's fake death certificate.

Thinking about it, it won't take time to find out about myself.

"Tsk." Wilman took a puff of cigarette.

Smoke circled his fingertips.In the smoking room, there was a vast expanse of whiteness.Cold incandescent lamps stretched the long smoke.Weimen suddenly heard the sound of aircraft taking off and landing.The smoke in his hand shook violently and dissipated completely.

pat-

The door lock was snapped shut from the outside.

Wiman's gaze sharpened.He took out his gun from behind and stuck it against the wall. The air between the door and the smell of disinfectant entered his nostrils.

He was known to live like a second-hand corpse dealer.

certainly.What is more well known is that in this era, people who can be "second-hand dealers" are basically not good at it.Weimen loaded his gun, and there was a light in his eyeball, which was the corridor light revealed through the crack in the door.All he could see was the light.

"Let me think about it." Weimen muttered, "What kind of little mouse came in here." He didn't open his brain, not because he didn't want to open it, but because of an accident after surgery, the opened brain closed again during the recovery period. up.

This incident made Weiman withdraw from the frontline operations, but at the same time gave him amazing intuition.

On the battlefield, his intuition is his eyes.

clatter clatter.There was the sound of the circuit snapping.The beam of light in Weimen's eyes disappeared, and the lights on the long corridor went out cracklingly.A few lights flickered unyieldingly a few times, stretching out black shadows.

Someone, stand at the door of the smoking room!

The smell of disinfectant and formalin was lingering, and sticky water dripped to the ground.The worm patterns on Weimen's body lit up. As a nocturnal worm, he could see everything in the corridor more clearly than during the day.

He squatted down and slowly pressed his whole body to the ground.

The ground is wet.Long streaks of water flowed from the door into the inside.

On the broadcast, there were two clicks, and the voice of the experimenter stumbled, "Um...Hi everyone. I just received the news from the marshal. We need to transport two "cleaners" to Missile Center No. 99... Missiles please Equipment personnel to help.Let's all cooperate..."

Weimen stared closely at the familiar handwriting exposed on the crack of the door: he wrote this line of words ten days ago, and specifically confirmed the number.The writing paper is what he carries with him, and Weiman carries it every moment of every day.Sometimes, he would record the name, place of origin, worm species, and service number of the military female on it; sometimes, he would write the location, power level, and worm species of the parasite on it; sometimes, he would note what died on it. The reason is what organs can be used again.

But in the end, Wiman will tear off the paper and tie it around everyone's ankle with the rope.

"K778, not classified, mosquito species."

"Remarks: The cause of death was spread by the poisoning of "Yuyang".Confirmed death. "

You can't go wrong.Weiman is confident that such a big mistake will not occur when working.

After eliminating all incorrect options, only one correct answer remains:

Outside the door, stood a dead body.

The author says:

Experimenter: Huh, we really miss the minister... It's okay to bring the corpse back.

Weimen: How filial.

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Recently, I am working from home, so the update is early.