The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2548 Another Kidnapped Home

Given the temperatures at the center of a nuclear explosion, which even computers struggle to calculate, it's highly unlikely that any carbon-based life form could produce materials and physical structures capable of withstanding such damage.

In short, the family members truly understood the ritual of not reading it for even a second.
The swarms of insects chasing their followers turned sharply in unison, even trying to save the appearance of the mimicry insectoids, before vanishing as easily as passing clouds in the ferocious flames of the nuclear bombs and the Great Blood Explosion.

The black and white plague clouds were simultaneously reflected on the mirror of calamity. The power of the three phases surged heavily and stickily, the turbid radiation dust was like withered snowflakes, and the crimson halo of immortality swayed eerily, vaguely reflecting the trajectory of falling snow. But it did not carry the shadow of the mage himself. The whole world seemed to have lost its concept of space, and was somewhat dead.

"Hey, Boss Wang! Boss Wang!" Old Wang was practically bursting with excitement: "Hey, are you still any good? If not, then we'll have to divide the baggage, and I'll take care of your wife!"

“@#￥%…”

Upon hearing the noise, Master Wang took a closer look and saw that there was no sign of life left in the body. It was basically just a mutilated skeleton wearing a tattered cassock, with the Three Calamities Ring and the Twilight Bracelet still shining brightly and rotating with their flames.

"You're confusing people's minds and mistaking cause for effect!" Old Wang said with a serious face, and then he started acting: "This Golden Cicada is now stuck in your hands!"

After being struck by the giant wand, it immediately became obedient.

This time, however, faced with such fertile land, the mage failed to rapidly regenerate flesh and blood as before, instead walking over with crunching bone fragments falling everywhere: "Search, search, search."

Old Wang grinned and said, "What, did you drop your penis on the ground?"

"I'll make you find that mimicking Zerg!"

"What about the calf? We're just not going to get it?"

"roll!!"

Li Leisi flashed to Li Cang's side in a flash, chuckled strangely, reached out and touched Li Cang's waist, stroking his spine up and down a few times. The whole set of movements was smooth and obscene.

The mage stared in disbelief: "Not a guy."

"Hey, hehe!" Li Leisi grinned, showing her teeth. "You're really handsome, brother. When are you going to stop and make some soup for your old lady?"

Li Cang ripped off half of his arm in one swift motion: "Send it all, buddy. What are you saying? Here you go!"

"Ha, I'm not one of those people who's obsessed with the extremities!"

"What do you mean by 'extremity fetish'? Let me tell you, watch your mouth! Are you polite? Are you moral?"

Li Leisi looked indifferent and rubbed it a couple more times: "This thing of yours doesn't look like bone or nerves, it looks like jade. There's no point in saying more, let's make beads from it!"

"You're really craving it!"

"Heh, whether you're craving it or not, that's a question for you. Have you been diligently submitting your assignments lately? Has your skill level improved? You've been secretly taking courses behind my back every day. Now that you've finished your courses, go ahead and use them! Use them!"

Li Cang was speechless, and squeezed out half a syllable through gritted teeth: "Wait!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

Li Leisi gave him a look that said, "You're a quick learner, kid," and then went to do her work with satisfaction. As everyone knows, gang fighting is a very unethical behavior, and Comrade Da Leizi's family traditions did not allow her to win unfairly.

As for Li Cang
Even when he was practically skin and bones, he didn't grimace when he was with the mage, but this woman managed to inflict serious injuries on him with just a few words.

"Gudu~"

Suddenly, the radial fissures around the passage began to bubble, and pure insect-like energy matrix gushed out like it was free. However, this time, it didn't carry any living creatures with it.

“I’m speechless…” Li Cang stared in disbelief: “So you’re just giving up like this??”

Yes.

The war compensation from the Mimi insectoid race arrived directly.

The followers, who had narrowly escaped death, looked at each other with absurd expressions and quipped, "They lost money? No? The bug really admitted defeat?"

【The Wicked Widow (2)】

The three brothers stared at the mangled remains of the Zerg, the perfunctory identification results stinging with pain. No one knew which bastard started laughing first, but it all went on and on with a cacophony of laughter.

"Did you film the previous footage? You did, right?" Li Lei quickly took a screenshot as evidence: "It's clear that this bug really knows how to name things better than the guy surnamed Li!"

Old Wang's face tightened: "I took the picture!"

"Rock, paper, scissors. The loser shows it to Rao Qifang!"

"Sorry, I, Wang, don't do that kind of thing. However, I'll put fifty gold melon seeds in the prize pool. Whoever tries it wins!"

"+50!"

Li Cang suddenly widened his eyes: "Why the hell are you all staring at me? Do I look like some kind of heinous villain?"

Li Leisi: "Hiss! This thing is sacrificed for 6.66 million Destiny Coins!"

Old Wang: "Tao Shao?"

When I turned around again, the people from Licang had all vanished. They were heading straight for the few lingering insects on the very edge, like vicious dogs pouncing on their prey. Their eating habits were no longer a matter of how unsightly they were, but rather a brutal display.

Li Leisi pondered for a moment, "Emmm, maybe I should try cosplaying Kerrigan myself. It's not like I don't have the looks, right? I'm beautiful, well-proportioned, and have a great figure."

Even for a group of rebellious sons, capturing insects of this size alive was unlikely. In the end, the remaining two and a half were cut up and packaged, much to Li Cang's dismay.

"It hurts, I know it hurts a lot, but don't be in pain yet. Look there, look there!" Old Wang pointed to the crack, grinning from ear to ear, "Hey! I knew once this started, it would never end!"

Even now, Changhe Luori still dares not approach the core radiation zone, jumping around in the distance: "Bro, boss, we have to clear the air again. Doesn't this mean I'm tied up here?"

For someone like Changhe Luori, this kind of thing might be more painful than death. Humans are born free, but some people are destined to be freer than others.

The radiating fissures surrounding the passage churned with grotesque, gigantic bubbles like an old witch's cauldron. The clouds and sunlight were once again stained a murky purplish-green. The surging tides, like rotting animal fat, partially solidified at the edges of the bubbles and began to collapse toward the core. The rudimentary form of some kind of worm-like, distorted biomass structure appeared, with flesh and veins clearly visible. The beating of the heart and the surge of energy pulses gave rise to pure patterns like frost and snowflakes. The veins then rapidly evolved into a humanoid embryo, slender and well-proportioned, exquisitely convex, with bones as bright as the moon and skin as smooth as cream. Fine, dark blue hair flowed like a waterfall, moving even without wind. Bathed in holy light, its face remained unseen.

"We've already talked. It wasn't you who defeated us, it was us who captured you!" The energy fluctuations of the mimic insectoid as it opened its eyes surged like ripples on an autumn lake: "Death is not the same concept for you and my race. So now, blasphemer, enemy of the horde, tell me, besides suicide, do you have any other plans? Stay here, and I will accompany you to witness your world die bit by bit!"

The same mimicry Zerg, the same thousands of ordinary Zerg.

From the numbers to the size to the proportions, it all seems familiar, or rather, it's exactly the same as before, with no changes whatsoever.

Subordinates: _(`」∠)_
Regardless of how tough Li Cang and his group were, the spies from various factions in the outer circle were completely defeated. This despair was beyond description, as their minds were now blank.

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3/7 base.

This was probably the most serious expression Old Bangzi had ever had: "Does Little Fox mean to gather people from all over the world at the base, using Snow Dragon City as an outpost, and enter that world line through messenger missions to directly participate in the war?"

Zhao Yang nodded: "Currently, this is almost the only way to enter the third world line. Boss, I don't think it's appropriate. What if those people don't want to come? We absolutely cannot afford the loss!"

“Since the little fox said it, he must have his reasons,” Bei Zhikang said, rubbing his chin. “Tell me, why is this little brat so sure that someone will go? Everyone should mind their own business. Why is he so sure? Just because of some ‘community of shared future for mankind’?”

Zhao Yang shook his head directly: "I don't know, he didn't say, that's just what he told me. I posted that message, it's just a matter of typing a few words!"

Bei Zhikang slammed his hand on the table: "It's settled then. Have people from other bases come over, tidy it up, and send a group of people in to taste it first!"

"Eh??"

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Old Wang fell into deep thought: "Something feels off, Teacher Cang, no, I don't understand!"

Li Cang shrugged: "Didn't we just serve up the right part as an appetizer?"

"?"

It took Old Wang a while to realize that this guy was talking about the Confederation of America, so his brain just wouldn't work, and he was completely dumbfounded.

"Wait, if you can't even do multiple-choice questions, why are you filling in the blanks? Just go fill in the lines!"

"What you're saying is like asking yourself, 'What the hell makes you think you're so great?'"

However, before even the words of the old king could fall to the ground, the starlight crashed down once again, filling the entire rift space.

This time, however, it wasn't an attack targeting any particular person or thing. The Starlight was slowly isolating this space from the outside world, reshaping its subspace architecture. Bead-like subspace vesicles burst open like cells dividing, bursting with vitality.

The Americas' fleet appeared.

The emblems and flags of the three major battle groups—Suppression, Expulsion, and Exile—fluttered on every aerospace vessel and modified island, and the roar of the fusion-modified thermal explosive bomb resounded throughout the entire airspace in an instant.

emmmm
The only minor flaw was that around the densely packed fleet, there seemed to be a bunch of street urchins with big bags and small packages, their heads covered in balls, constantly taking pictures from various angles.

Sure enough, just a few minutes later, the image of the America Federation fleet appeared on the forum in a savior-like manner, with a few words and pictures praising its greatness without saying much, and making no mention of bases, various forces, or Li Cang.

On one side is the bugle call of the base, and on the other is America the savior.

All parties on the forum suddenly fell silent. No, this is ridiculous! What's going on? What does this mean? It's too sudden! Just a second ago you were arguing with Li Cang and the sustainability of the base, and now you've suddenly become completely blocked?
No, no
There are definitely things we don't understand yet. Putting the base aside for now, we know all too well what kind of America Confederation is like!

Rush!
"Shall we meet inside?" Li Cang said with a smile to the mimic insectoid race. "But perhaps we should wait a bit longer, since I still have some things to take care of. Or would you like to come with us and wander around a bit? The scenery here is quite beautiful!"

There are only two exits from the rift, so just block them. Besides, even if this mimicry insectoid is a higher-level "seed" that can reproduce on its own using the source energy of the origin world line, Li Cang doesn't really mind this kind of companionship.

Even the lair lord had one and a half beasts by his side.
Who knows, we might even be able to do some persuasion to get this thing to cooperate with slice studies, it's all about academic discussion, let's talk about it, race isn't an issue.

"you"

The mimicry Zerg might really be disgusted this time. Its true form might not care, as this dilapidated subspace maze can't trap it at all, but those ordinary-looking Zerg might not be so bad.

However, what's most interesting is that, just as America suddenly realized the greater good of humanity without warning, the Nest City also suddenly gave it very clear instructions.

"Follow him!"

The priority of hive commands is absolute.

"That's right! That's more like it!" Li Cang reached out to pat its shoulder, but a sharp light flashed in the air, and an arm fell off. The creature picked it up and put it back on: "Got it? As long as I don't go over there, your mission is complete. Let's all make money peacefully and be dignified!"

Even after the slightly eccentric insectoid creature quietly followed them out of the subspace maze, Old Wang still felt like he was living in a dream, utterly absurd and ridiculous: "No way, brother, grandpa, living dad, we just tricked a hive lord-level insectoid into our hands like this?"

"It didn't stop it from stabbing you in the back, did it?" Li Cang smiled brightly, then turned to ask the mimicry insectoid, "Going back to see your mimicry prototype, are you nervous?"

Old Wang immediately shrank back and remained silent.

The mimicry Zerg seemed to have abandoned its simulated emotional style, becoming like a lifeless, emotionless shadow: "We will turn all organic life in that base into food, and you will be powerless to stop it!"

Li Lei clicked her tongue: "She really is a bit like a yandere."

"Really going?" Old Wang's eyes widened, and he clicked his tongue, saying, "Girl, you probably don't know what kind of being you're about to face, do you?"

"She is my genetic prototype, why wouldn't I know?" The mimic scorpion's lips curled slightly upwards: "My genes, my memories, my energy are completely imprinted in the swarm's storage units, and can be produced without limit at any time. What's the point of you killing me or imprisoning me?"

"Yeah, it's pretty boring, just like you are right now!"

“@#￥%…”

The arduous communication finally ended with a Zerg language exchange.

(End of this chapter)