The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2616 The Third Line Isn't Free

The master of the lair hangs alone in the sky, taking in all the little movements below.

It doesn't care.

Compared to trivial matters like whether the rice should be eaten in the living room or squatting outside the threshold, the betrayal of the sisters and the brand-new version of the Evil Widow 3.0 were clearly more appealing to it.

"Crack~"

The Lord of the Nest merely shifted the exposed half of its body, and the flesh and blood mesh covering the entire sky like waterfalls trembled violently. Countless mature or immature Zerg larvae from the reproductive sacs fell to the ground. Daisies bloomed in the rift passages beneath the flesh and blood mesh and behind the Lord of the Nest, which were almost unrecognizable. Worldline tides and subspace currents surged and roared in, inflating the entire Misty Forest like a balloon being blown up.

Interestingly, the Lord of the Nest seemed more worried than any human about his rough actions disrupting the stability of the rift passage. With an angry growl, he stroked the flesh and blood mesh and actively used his fleshy offspring to seal the void rifts that were spreading and radiating outwards from the main body of the passage.

"Damn it, what's with this giant bug? Brothers, watch out, another swarm of bugs is coming!"

How big of a wave?

"As big as your mom! Damn!"

"Fuck, God, fuck! I went through all that trouble to join the base, do you think I'd be listening to a bunch of lunatics telling boring, dirty jokes?"

"Superficial, have vision. Brother Kevlar, what do you know? This is a traditional skill of Teacher Cang and Master Wang, you know about ritual? The succubus of the orbital line protects you and me, it's blessed with good fortune!"

"Damn it, those are Slavs! And how many times do I have to repeat myself? I'm a Maalular! An Avar!"

"What do you mean?"

"Fuck you! Suka!"

Insects don't really have a distinction between larvae and adults. However, those individuals shaken off along with their reproductive sacs by the nest master's little tricks still behave strangely. How should one describe that feeling?

High-ping warrior.

The delayed reception of the will of the flesh and blood mesh group, the sluggish execution of instructions, and the lack of enthusiasm even for cooking, sometimes even causing it to freeze in place due to thread errors.

How fresh.

A Zergling who doesn't like to eat is probably useless.

These premature infants, in the insect world, would directly enjoy the status of an inactive nurturing egg or fetus, but in the niche circle of human beings...
Oh!

A divine body born from innate potential!

The fact that Master Wang's island has an insect nest has long made countless subordinates envious and brought tears to their eyes. Now, with such a top-quality product that naturally does not accept the guidance of the masses, it is laid naked in front of them. Who can resist?
crazy.

They're snapped up like crazy.

From the Blue Striped Army to various messengers and even the Wuhou Army's paper soldiers and talismans, the America Federation's ships were engaged in a sustainable, short-sighted exploitation of resources. The America Federation, which had always been timid and hesitant, had even aimed the main guns of several flagship ships directly at the Lord of the Wall's lair, preparing to act as a giant backscratcher.

Although this thing has some congenital deficiencies, what does the problem with its brain have to do with my physique? The fighting power of a premature baby will not be reduced at all because of this.
Capture the complete Zerg species alive.

This thing sounds like something out of a supernatural story, like a capitalist having a sudden change of heart.

Even though the Zerg have been weakened by numerous debuffs, both man-made and non-man-made, in the Origin timeline, Li Cang has to reluctantly admit that they are still capable of engaging in heated exchanges and expressing their opinions with the Zerg. However, the more they are like this, the more abstract and unrealistic their behavior becomes when these plastic teammates start to fall apart.

Soon, Lin Sheng couldn't take it anymore: "Damn it! What are you trying to do? Capture a live Miki insectoid? What the hell are you fighting over? America! Have you gone mad? Turn off the main ship's fire control! Do you want to blow up all the timelines with one shot?"

"cough cough"

"The weather is nice today!"

"How much has Commander Lin drunk? He sounds like he could sit at the same table as Teacher Cang."

"Shut up!"

The pointless rush and scramble left groups of people from different factions in an extremely awkward situation. They gained nothing, were embarrassed, and the trust they had painstakingly built collapsed on the spot.

"Quickly! Inertial sealing! Reduce life field!" At this moment, Lin Sheng in the command room was shouting repeatedly: "Kids! Well done! Did no one notice?"

"Mr. Lin, this kind of thing can't be brought back to the normal timeline. Even if we captured it, we wouldn't be able to study it, would we?"

"What do you know? We have things that others don't, that's what being advanced is all about. Go do your thing!"

"Oh!"

"It's not surprising that the former residence controls the Misty Forest and obtained a live premature baby. What's surprising is that they were able to bypass the America Federation's watchful eyes under these circumstances. The space and subspace are the America Federation's most proficient areas," Li Cang said to the young lady. "Moreover, we've already experienced the Americas' excellent information network; they're practically a miniature version of the United States!"

"Hmm, for example, they immediately switched sides after the first and third lines were directly connected. Their information is indeed very accurate." Tai Xiaoyi moved her eyes down from the sniper scope: "I think it might be because the world line was weakened by the invasion rules. The Fengshenbang system in the former residence should have accumulated quite a few treasures. Also, Teacher Cang, don't you think the most urgent task right now is to dig you out of this thing?"

Li Cang's voice: "No need for that at all. It doesn't affect output at all. I feel like I can take a nuclear bomb alive right now, and I'm on a roll with a blood layer tens of kilometers thick. I'm really going to be awesome!"

Tai Xiaoyi said weakly, "But you blasted the Blood Explosion right onto Sky Island's face! All the power coming out of that sphere was distorted!"

“Flaming Wind, not Blood Explosion,” Li Cang said. “Isn’t friendly fire our traditional skill? By the way, Miss, can you still see the situation outside with your True Sight? Is there anything going on at the old residence?”

"Everything seems to be normal."

Tai Xiaoyi raised her hand and fired a promethium explosive bullet, bypassing the chaotic swarm of insects and monsters. The bullet followed a beautiful and strange trajectory, covered a long distance, and hit the rapidly spinning, activating planet where Li Cang was located.

It felt like throwing a stone into an ice hole. Even the water ripples were confined to an extremely narrow area. The geological structure was slightly damaged, but not much. Soon, the writhing and twisting veins on the surface revitalized the flesh and blood, and not even the slightest trace of a scar survived.

“It’s useless,” Li Cang said. “Right now, I can barely open the same-origin link channel outside the star system. It can’t even explode in a self-destruction, ummmm. But if we were to explode inside this thing, the power would probably be quite considerable.”

Tai Xiaoyi said, "Li Cang, has anyone ever told you that when you drink, you not only talk a lot, but you also annoy people!"

"Yes, yes, yes, last time Old Wang even said I poked his lungs!"

"You know about this too?" "I'm trying to infect and assimilate this Black General. It's rare to encounter such a naturally active embryo. If I do it well, I might be able to add some food to the Sky Island." Li Cang amused himself, "As expected of my promising little darling, he's really putting me in a difficult position."

The poor young lady took the bait: "Difficult? Difficult what?"

"I don't want it to live, but I don't want it to die either!"

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Infecting and assimilating a solid, active star with a diameter of tens or hundreds of kilometers is like buying the prison while serving a long prison sentence. It sounds a bit abstract, but it may not be entirely without some feasibility.

The doghouses and wells of the abyss that were transferred to the main island have inevitably been tainted by some of the characteristics of the sorcerer, and are now frantically working around the living planet that Li Cang is on, which was abandoned by Comrade Frieza.
Now is the best time.

The number of Zerg hasn't increased yet, and the firepower of the Old Residence Forest and the America fleet has taken on a considerable portion of the pressure for the Corpse Mountain and Dog Sea. It wouldn't be a big deal for Li Cang to take a little break.

"Men, hold on!"

While the Mage squatted by the fence, barking, a swarm of five dogs carrying the Twin Tyrant dogs stealthily circled around the surrounding Zerg. Well, in fact, even the Zerg weren't so willing to approach this living planet that had been spinning wildly and crashing around everywhere in order to control Li Cang.

A homologous link dropped down dozens of water beetles laden with turtle shells, and then began to frantically pour down their henchmen. The sheer number of them was almost entirely aimed at flooding the planet and restarting its ecosystem.

While others are struggling to even find food, Li Cang's self-owned mill has an inexhaustible supply of raw materials, and he can use as much as he wants without a second thought.

As soon as Big Dog, Second Dog, and Fourth Dog landed, they started firing at the ground with all their might. After all, this was their specialty, and they were very skilled at it.

The five dogs, carrying the Gemini Tyrant, circled around the star, bombarding the land with blood plasma cannons, plasma cannons, insect core whips, and scorched earth for thousands of miles. They fought like concrete, ramming the cancerous and mutated attributes into the earth's crust layer by layer. As for the lackeys working hard to mine and dig tunnels below, they naturally became the catalysts for the explosive reaction.

"What kind of trouble is he causing now?"

The people at the former residence and in America were numb. The lesson of Old Wang's sinking technique was still fresh in their minds. Now everything looked like Big Boom to them, and they were experiencing intense PTSD. They always felt that the other person was plotting to NTR them face to face.

Only the honest and unassuming Blue Stripe Army was still putting in the effort. Blue 177 started the regional broadcast: "Teacher Cang, do you need help?"

"Bring on the powerful ones!"

"Ah?"

"Fine, you guys go cool off somewhere else!"

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In short, most normal people probably wouldn't be able to adapt to the bizarre thought processes of Li Cang and his group.

off the field.

Small groups and teams gradually converged and approached the subspace bubble structure and the Misty Forest defense line set up by the America Federation, praising the spectacular celestial phenomenon of interstellar destruction ahead.

From third-tier natives to first- and second-tier individual volunteers, and then to various organizations, bases, and Pan-island cluster systems, the labor dispatch of all kinds of forces, there are millions of warship-modified islands and giant alienated life servants.

Even with such a vast swarm gathering, it is still as insignificant as a drop in the ocean compared to the Zerg battlefield. The entire battlefield, no matter which direction you look at it, always exudes an aura of grandeur, like the separation of day and night.

"Boom boom boom!"

Among the groups traveling across borders to the meeting, on an inconspicuous, miniature modified island, Ivan Turner clasped his hands together above his head, prostrated himself on the ground, and murmured incantations.

"Boss."

"Hmm?" Ivan Turner didn't stand up until the reading was finished, and said unhappily, "I've told you many times, don't disturb me while I'm on my pilgrimage. You're blaspheming my position!"

Deng Yanyu sighed heavily, seemingly out of nowhere: "Boss, it's just a clay sculpture, who cares...who cares if you get an autograph first?"

"Green hills and clear waters are neighbors, the slanting sunlight shines on those crossing the river. What do you know? Even clay or wooden sculptures, if worshipped sincerely for a long time, will develop divinity!" Big Ivan bowed three more times to the clay sculpture, his accent a bit heavy: "God of the Azure Sea, great God of the Azure Sea, the orbital line will one day welcome its master, together creating that legend that everyone finds abstract... cough. You think I don't want an autograph? I need to be qualified to sign it!"

"Boss, what do you mean by 'abstract legend'? You mean a legend that everyone sings and praises, right?"

"That's what I meant!"

On the altar stood a life-size clay sculpture of Li Cang, standing on Qiu Goukun, wielding a large magic wand, and surrounded by a group of rebellious sons, as well as a backdrop of ethereal corpses and dogs, all rendered with remarkable lifelikeness.

Deng Yanyu glanced at the clay sculpture that the boss had deliberately left unfinished by the craftsman as a sign of respect, and his lips twitched: "Boss, I might have a connection, do you want to give it a try?"

Big Ivan looked at him suspiciously: "What channel?"

"Autographed photo!" Deng Yanyu said, "A real autographed photo taken by the camera, verified as genuine by the forum and Qiyuan!"

"What? Why didn't you say so sooner?"

"Uh, I didn't tell you because I thought the source was a bit suspicious. I don't know why, but in most of the leaked photos, Teacher Cang is wearing a bath towel. However, the photos themselves are genuine, definitely not cosplay, and the signature is also genuine, definitely his own signature. It's just that the combination doesn't look real."

"bath towel?"

"bath towel!"

Ivan Turner wiped his mouth: "It's a bit sacrilegious, but we'll take whatever price you ask for!"

"Bath towels, bro! Put them up there? Is that appropriate?"

"What happened?"

Deng Yanyu finally realized why he had sighed: "Brother, Teacher Cang is inside. Here's what we'll do: give me those 27,000 coins, and I'll risk my life to get you a real photo. You can get the autograph yourself!"

Ivan Turner dragged Deng Yanyu out of the secret room, which was filled with artificial hills, green plants, flowing water, flowers and birds, and the smell of incense: "With a great battle at hand, we must not be presumptuous. Deng, there is one thing that you Chinese people usually have that is very bad. I have found that you do not like to respect other people's beliefs!"

Deng Yanyu grinned and said, "Brother, is this a matter of respect or belief? This is heretical cultivation. We really can't stand putting living people on that platform. If Teacher Cang sees this, you'll see if he does what he wants and you're finished!"