The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2571 Enduring

As we all know, the most difficult part of team building is the team itself, not the building itself.

Three days.

These were three days of hunger and thirst for Old Wang, three days when Old Wang's fighting power soared to its peak. Facing the first meal, which looked like a bag of jelly, Old Wang's tears flowed like a fountain.

"Miss, are you no longer giving us ginseng nourishing pills and fasting pills, and are you just switching to injections?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! That's for drinking!"

"Cat treats?"

"Give it back! You should just go back to eating fasting pills!"

"No, no, no, it was just a joke to lighten the mood."

“It’s already quite active,” Tai Xiaoyi said, glancing at the cancerous, mutated tissues and insect-like infected fungal carpet that were jumping around everywhere. “So even eating this kind of thing can’t shut you up?”

Old Wang didn't say a word and sucked hard.

The metal bags made from the multi-layered composite structure of the mutated alloy are terrible in both feel and taste. However, at least they are imported directly after being sealed, which can basically isolate the insect-like infection and carcinogenic mutation attributes from the source. In addition, given its paste-like state, out of sight, out of mind, right? As long as the basic taste can be guaranteed, Miss can add any mutated ingredients to this stuff at will, including those things that Master Wang used to fear and thought were incredibly sanity-dropping.

"Hmm! It smells good!"

"Does it smell good?"

"It tastes much better than fasting pills!"

"Fuck you~"

Li Cang wasn't sure if the young lady behind the sniper scope could see him, but he gestured to his back and said, "Emmm, from now on, just wear an alloy sealed case with a straw on your back. I'm using this to carry hybrid injection fluid, okay? It's finely crafted and very expensive!"

"Li Cang, you fucking stingy bastard!" Old Wang said, as the bag he was holding in his mouth was suddenly burst by the bugs, leaving a sticky, unappealing paste that coated him up like a sauce. "Damn it!"

Old Wang stood there blankly, not even bothering to carefully select and cause trouble for the culprit.

Break the defense.

The defense was broken directly.

It was as if it had lost its soul; everything was utterly tasteless.

“That’s how fragile our hearts are,” Li Cang said dismissively, his voice like the last neutron star that breaks the camel’s back. “Lei Zi, you’re not feeling well, go take a break.” Li Lei was holding a metal bag the size of a backpack, looking conflicted. Hearing this, Hai Song breathed a sigh of relief, but his words were full of indignation: “What, afraid that Feng Li will come out and show you her looks?”

"Zi Zi Se?"

"has a problem?"

Li Cang's survival instinct was undeniably strong. He immediately adopted a solemn and respectful expression, and even the relentless bombardment from the insect's insect-like energy cannons couldn't shake his composure: "The wording is extremely accurate, flawless, beauty, that's all!"

nonsense.

Crazy Li looks exactly like Lilith, who was born from Da Lei Zi. If this isn't considered good looks, then what is? Our mom?

Even during lunchtime, the four-man team's offensive intensity did not decrease significantly.

The part missing from Li Leisi, the old king, and the young lady was naturally left to the magician to take over; after all, a mage is like a foundation for a fortress.
As the only member of the team who can survive on blood alone and not food, a dung-pit war god, and a mage who is constantly on high alert during wartime, possessing both physical and mental beauty...
In short, pay attention to this: this is how Li Cang is used.

The menacing black crystal clusters have formed a terrifying 360-degree coverage area with a radius of nearly 70 kilometers. For any insect, this is an insurmountable, despairing, and pitiful thick barrier. Those who dig for plagues sigh at the sight of it, and those who tear apart it are filled with fear.

The Black Thorn Forest gleamed, with countless insectoid remains strung on it like bunches of plump fruit. In reality, only a few pieces of exoskeleton remained. If left hanging for even a little while, even the bones would be digested by the stench and the power of the three phases.

The Zerg have their own infectious power, and Licang has its own cancerous mutations. Therefore, this fierce battle is destined to be an ecological struggle.

At this moment, under these circumstances, the consumption of the dog horde is no longer within Li Cang's considerations. Whether it's burying the enemy or making sacrifices, the goal of bringing the Mage has never been limited to the Zerg.

Within the tidal ocean formed by the power of the three phases, the stench of the wind is like a series of anchor chains, but its operation is not subject to the power of the three phases, but follows its own predetermined laws.

As for the foehn wind
The foehn winds now resemble a chaotic, active volcano erupting from a liquid continent formed by the convergence of the three phases of power, with foehn winds rising and falling on the surface and raging lava flows beneath.

The Zerg cannot detect the abstract nature of traditional crafts like the Foehn Wind. Or rather, given the size of most of them, even if they could detect it, they would have no way to avoid it. Moreover, given the current level and rate of mental pollution, it is highly questionable how much mental acuity the Zerg, which have no brains and only a central nervous system, can still retain without the presence of the Hive Master, the coverage of the flesh and blood mesh, and the presence of the Zerg.

Li Cang frowned and "looked" into the distance. In fact, under such conditions, it was still unknown how much of his own perception would remain. Even with the will of the Mage, it would be difficult to escape the "nest" formed by this black thorn forest.

Even after three days of fierce fighting, the Dog Sea was still too insignificant compared to the insect swarm. It was like an island reef in an ocean current, standing firm and unmoving. It could only hold onto its small territory. Even so, Old Wang's Sky Island was NTR'd by the insects and lost nearly a third of its size.

"That shouldn't be the case," Li Cang muttered to himself, "Why is there still no movement?"

His Highness the Magician's social skills are renowned and unparalleled. Even in a godforsaken third-tier city, he still maintains strong connections. He is an aggressive, socially awkward individual, with an impressive presence and a respectable demeanor. He is a thug in a Mao suit, a socially awkward person in the world.

Li Cang couldn't quite understand the attitudes of Brother Niu, the Hooded Girl, and the whole host of sub-domain level mutated life forms towards the outsiders. He couldn't even quite understand Brother Niu's attitude towards the Hooded Girl and the whole host of other beings. He felt that there was something he didn't know about it, that it was complicated and he was completely confused.

but
As for the concept of eating, he is considered to have an innate divine body. Putting aside everything else, insects are at least in terms of composition, which is a pure immortal-grade pill for most mutated bloodline creatures. The only minor flaw is that the requirements for refining the insects are slightly demanding.