In the endless desert outside the oasis city, Song Lan and Lao Xu's visit did not go smoothly.
The main reason is the difference in body structure between humans and death crabs - the structure of death crabs determines that they can easily sneak into the depths of the desert and maintain the same posture below the surface for more than ten hours.
Obviously humans can't.
Humanity will only be buried in the desert, and resources such as oxygen will become a problem.
After communication, Song Lan learned that the death crabs did not actually build a kingdom hidden under the desert. They usually just found a sandy land with a good environment and then dived underground.
When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on the sand, Song Lan looked at the great sage of the Death Crab clan, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.
It is said that the great sage has survived for hundreds of years.
When the Third War broke out, it was just a young crab. It followed the migrating army and was lucky enough to survive the war that almost destroyed the entire world's surface, and finally ended up in this barren desert. Found a new place to live.
But when it sent invitations to Song Lan and Lao Xu, it realized the problem.
If the God of Harvest was forced to burrow into the sand like them, it would be mistaken for a murder that occurred deep in the desert.
"You are already a mature clan and should learn to build your own home."
After a long silence, Song Lan made a sincere suggestion.
In the process of development and growth, any ethnic group needs diversified talent development. This has always been the development philosophy of the swarm.
Blindly devouring and plundering is destined to not last long. Devourer has absorbed this concept very well. Currently, the incubation is also developing in a diversified direction. Among them, Void Town has become an important experimental site. In the process of artificial intelligence and farmer wind chimes, Under operation, the town's population has reached more than 100 people.
"Build... a home?"
The Great Sage never considered these things.
The main reason why it is regarded as a great sage by the Death Crabs in the tribe is that it has lived a long time, experienced the tragic Third War, and has seen all kinds of weird things.
But ask yourself, it does rarely consider the development of ethnic groups.
Everyone in the ethnic group is generally satisfied with the current living environment.
Most of the ancient creatures hidden deeper are usually dormant and will not threaten them, but in this desert, they are at the top of the food chain.
For mutant creatures, there are few environments more favorable than this.
"What do you think we should do?"
"Let Death Crabs develop in a diversified way, such as cultivating Death Crab Engineers, Death Crab Scientists, Death Crab Diplomats and other professions."
"I remember."
The great sage, who was more than ten meters tall and had various markings all over his body, nodded humbly.
"I didn't expect you to be so skilled."
Lao Xu crossed his arms and commented.
He had been silently listening to the conversation between Song Lan and the Great Sage. When he learned about the existence of the insect swarm, he had a vague premonition, "Bringing fire to civilization is the power from the upper world. "
Although the upper world has come to destruction, their past traditions have continued in this way.
Their direct communication with any form of life would have a profound impact on it. He felt that it was difficult to judge whether these death crabs had a way of thinking that was almost human-like due to natural evolution or whether they were influenced by Song Lan.
The swarm grew under his influence, and he now brings this fire to a group of mutant crabs that live deep in the desert.
As expected of the person who established the "Cricket Fighting Competition" and the "Fighting Criminal Organization" competition, Song Lan never disappoints when it comes to having fun.
"Nothingness" once again intuitively felt that Song Lan was too much beyond him.
Since the destruction of the upper world, he has changed his mentality, left everything in the past behind, and traveled in the lower world. In terms of popular words on the Internet, he has long become a qualified fun person, and The Chamber of Commerce is just a small private treasury he pulled together to solve economic problems.
But all he could think of to have fun was wandering around in various cities in the "outside world". However, Song Lan no longer limited her attention to humans and found new fun in the ubiquitous mutant creatures.
"I told you before that if you encounter any difficulties, you can seek help from District 17. The supervisor will definitely give you a helping hand."
At that time, the Death Crab helped them repel the mercenaries of the Barossa Group and helped these poor people in distress to save their lives. This established a firm friendship between the Death Crab and District 17.
"So now, it's time for her to fulfill her promise."
While talking, Song Lan took out her mobile phone.
In the past few hours, Medel, the biologist of the swarm, carefully analyzed the size and living habits of the Death Crab. The weapons master managed to contact a good friend of his in the past. According to the data provided by Medel, The structure of an underground kingdom was designed overnight.
Song Lan sent this design drawing to another good friend of his in person.
"Lao Xu, I'll have to rely on you next."
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An ominous premonition suddenly emerged in "Nothingness"'s heart, and the extremely complicated structural diagram dazzled him, "Wait a minute, are you thinking..."
"I remember you taught me that the limit of dominance is not limited to controlling all things, it can be a means to reshape the world."
While talking, Song Lan inexplicably thought of the former dean of Wisteria Academy.
At that time, the dean firmly believed that his ability existed to create a better world. Song Lan felt his determination and followed the dean's wishes and sent him to an unknown timeline so that he could Embark on the adventure of your dreams.
He had to admit that if the dean's abilities were developed properly, he would definitely become an excellent architect.
If the dean was still there, he might have many things in common with Lao Xu.
"Now the time has come, it's time for the Death Crabs to admire the miracles you have created."
Upon hearing this, the great sage immediately paid the most respectful gaze to "Nothingness".
Even though the death crab's black eyes are all printed from the same mold, "Void" still feels emotions that are highly similar to humans.
"I have said many other things, why do you only remember this sentence?"
If he remembered correctly, this sentence was a boast he made when he won the first cricket fighting competition. Judging from the rankings in the subsequent competitions, Song Lan's research on controlling this power was very important. Far above everyone else.
"Nothingness" still wanted to say something, but Song Lan put her hand on his shoulder and continued to introduce to the great sage, "You must remember him. This gentleman was once my mentor and the best person in this world." The most mysterious god of domination and creation.”
"Since you said so, there's nothing you can do about it."
"Nothingness" was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't restrain the corners of his mouth from rising. Even the great sage could see his overflowing pride, "Well, I haven't done anything seriously for a long time, so I will make an exception to show you my skills today. "
"That's great, Lao Xu!"
Song Lan gave him a thumbs up, "I knew you were omnipotent."
"That is required."
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Under the scorching sun, the elite forces of the Brotherhood finally set foot on this endless desert.
But morale for this operation was not high.
They thought that these war machines bought at a high price would eventually be used on more exciting battlefields, and their opponents should be the coalition government's foreign departments or even the legendary six-star rescuers, not a group of mutant crabs!
They couldn't help but wonder if the leader had been kicked in the head by a Death Crab, which made him so hateful of these creatures who had nothing to do with the Brotherhood, and wanted to run here with all his strength to fight the Death Crab.
In order to ensure victory in this war, they also carefully investigated the habits of the Death Crab.
Midday is when they rest the most, so the Brotherhood decided to launch the raid at this time.
The most outrageous thing is that the leader told them that their real purpose is to find an artifact that remains in the Death Crab clan, called "Frostmourne +15".
First of all, the name Frostmourne has nothing to do with the desert, and the +15 that follows it can only be described as dazzling.
Telecommunications fraud is one of the most important industrial chains of the Brotherhood every year, and their leader is the ruler who single-handedly built this fraud empire.
And now, this order can't help but make all the top brass of the Brotherhood suspect that their leader may have suffered from telecommunications fraud recently.
No one thought about actually retrieving this artifact, which was obviously made up. The purpose of their trip was simple - to use their firepower advantage to pour artillery fire on the desert, leaving a few deep pits before returning home.
Lira had a more important war ahead of them.
The two leaders of the resistance, "Pluto" and Kunkka, took advantage of their weakest defense to challenge them.
This is an oasis, and no one can oppose the Brotherhood in the oasis, not even the coalition government.
They can't wait to make these motley crews realize that they are different from the foreign agencies of the coalition government and are by no means a group of weaklings who only know how to use detours.
However, just as all Brotherhood members were immersed in the idea of an all-out war with the rebels, the ground exploration force brought back a piece of news.
They found some mutilated bodies in the desert.
When the photo of the corpse was transmitted back to the vehicle, everyone held their breath in unison.
The mutilated corpses were all dark and nearly three meters tall. They could still vaguely see the outline of a human figure, but there were some extra "parts" on top of the human body.
The cracked chest is covered with barbs, the proliferated sharp teeth tear apart the lips and face, and their limbs are transformed into sharp weapons. Now, these aberrant monsters have lost their lives.
Fraternity members certainly recognize them.
Some of them are fraudsters whose performance is not up to standard, some are civilians who have angered gang members, and some are citizens of the United Government who were first sent to the "waste treatment plant" and then transferred to the "pig pen" after a physical examination.
What they have in common is that they have become experimental subjects for drug development.
The development of any drug will be accompanied by a large number of failures. The Brotherhood drew inspiration from the concept of "drug testing" and handed over some people to biopharmaceutical companies that have long-term cooperation with the Brotherhood. These deformed monsters that are not humanoid are The product of a failed experiment.
They have lost consciousness and reason, and can only retain the most basic instincts of eating and hunting.
The biggest shortcoming of these aberrant creatures is that their healing ability is so powerful that even if they are stuffed into the dismantling machine of the "garbage treatment plant", they can still recover from a piece of minced meat. They tried Countless cruel methods have been used to completely eliminate the failed products of these experiments.
So the Brotherhood transported these failed products to the uninhabited desert and let them destroy themselves here.
And now, these aberrant creatures are dead.
Their wounds no longer heal, they are mainly wounds caused by sharp cuts.
It didn't take long for someone to notice the difference in the wounds.
The members of the Brotherhood are all good at torturing people. When they carefully studied the wounds of the aberrant body, they were surprised to find that there were no scraps of flesh or bone left at the fracture. Although it is incredible to say that, all the wounds on the body were intact. , all seemed to disappear out of thin air.
This is probably the reason why the aberrant body stopped reviving.
It was difficult for them to imagine what kind of weapon could be used to remove part of the human body.
"Frostmourne +15".
Such a term appeared in everyone's mind.
They had never come across this term before, and strangely, everyone's first impression was that it was the name of a sword.
This concept seems to have been rooted in their hearts.
This forced them to calm down and re-examine the leader's order.
Not long after, the ground exploration team made another surprising discovery.
They discovered a ruins deep in the desert that had never been marked, and unprecedented strange phenomena shrouded the ruins.
The storm and flying sand blocked people's sight, and the swirling quicksand formed a deep pit on the surface. The sudden bad weather gave them the illusion that they were sailing on the sea.
The drone discovered an ancient sealed stone door deep in the quicksand. The carvings on it seemed to have thousands of years of history.
"Udra-Nibulus"
This is not the first time someone has passed through here, but they are convinced that this abnormal climate has never occurred before, and no one has ever discovered that there is such a lost kingdom hidden under the desert.
Members of the Brotherhood may never know that just minutes before, the Great Sage had chosen the name for this newly formed kingdom.
In the language system of the Death Crab, Odra-Nibulus means the land of the desert.
Song Lan applauded the name with both hands.
When he was in District 4, he discussed the secret of naming with Guan Lili. Guan Lili mentioned that this kind of obscure and difficult-to-understand name is most likely to cause people to have unclear emotions. These seven words The imprint is engraved on the gate leading to the desert country, and the distant and ancient atmosphere hits your face.
This made Song Lan feel that she had already started in the field of naming.
But he didn't expect that the Death Crabs had actually developed a language system of their own.
When he asked the great sage his name, the great sage smiled humbly at him.
The tribesmen all call it the Great Sage. The last time its name was mentioned was so many years ago that even it itself had almost forgotten it.
But out of respect for the God of Harvest and the God of Domination and Creation, it still informed the two of them:
Erbibuya-Saharantes-Andubaloche.
Small theater its two hundred and seventy:
A certain day of a certain year, a certain day, a Saturday, in the morning
Guan Lili's arrival reminded Lu Xiang of a very important thing.
Slowpoke is one of the most cherished species in the world. He has a gentle personality and is kind to others. Out of the protection of rare animals, she will never let Slowpoke perish.
So early this morning, the Council received a leave application from Lu Xiang.
The reason for the application left them even more confused.
——Save endangered animals.
What happened to Lu Xiang today?
Ever since he got involved with Song Lan, Lu Xiang would become weird sometimes.
After submitting the leave application, Lu Xiang turned off his mobile phone and eliminated all potential interference. Saving endangered animals was obviously much more important than the department's work.
She turned over and straddled Song Lan's waist, stopping the latter from escaping.
"I have been thinking about a problem some time ago."
Her eyes were serious and hot, "Tell me, will Little Derpy's personality follow yours or mine?"
This time the topic skipped the consent-seeking link, which fully demonstrated Lu Xiang’s determination.
"Who do you want to follow?"
"Follow me."
He answered without hesitation, "There are too many people lying around in this house, it's time to add some more energetic ones."
(End of chapter)
