The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2688 There's a dog
Using all four limbs, rolling and crawling, he managed to escape the Sky Island's visibility in almost four steps, before leisurely dusting off his clothes—

"Ahem~"

The giant Kunkun wagged its tail and led him to the rumbling star ring. The boundary between the core area of ​​the battlefield and the outer ring, which was originally a floating mountain range formed by bombing, erosion, subsidence and accumulation, was uprooted and dismembered into thousands of arc-shaped fragments after being repeatedly tormented by the Zerg and Du Lao's ecology.

Even though each arc-shaped segment that makes up the vast star ring has no physical connection, they all present a similar fuzzy texture. Mycelium, cancerous and deformed tissue, blackened metal fibers, insect-like infestations, and alien life chimera roots and vines—all these hideous and twisted material manifestations are as slippery and sticky as a seawall covered with algae after being washed by seawater, exuding a vibrant and filthy vitality of life.

Beyond the star ring, the camps, their followers, and the mutated bloodline creatures stretched out in a vast, untamed mass, painting the horizon into the darkness beyond sight. And, if Li Cang's eyesight was not impaired, he would assume that the horizon was slowly rising into the sky, a process even visible to the naked eye.

Looking back now, the third line is incredibly resilient.

Even now, the geological composition of the camp outside the core area of ​​the battlefield, with the star ring as the boundary, still does not show obvious homogenization after being infected by various so-called "ecosystems". It is almost entirely dominated by the flesh and blood vine roots of the alien life chimera. This resistance and self-digestion ability is simply abnormal.

The winding mycelium, like a small mushroom cloud, slowly rose around Li Cang. As soon as it appeared, Du Niu frowned slightly, raised his hand, and turned the wriggling, twisting, insect-like infestation and the alien life-chimera's root vines into ashes: "Are you admiring your own masterpiece?"

"Huh? No!" Li Cang shrugged. "Auntie Niu, have you ever had a moment when you felt that you were actually quite similar to them?"

"Dare to make that sound again, and I'll break all your ribs and boil them into soup!" Du Niu's joy at finally filling his stomach after years of hunger vanished in an instant: "They? They look alike?"

"I tried it, the taste was so-so, a bit chewy but not much, mainly because I'm not very oily." Li Cang casually stated a shocking fact: "Now it seems that the so-called ecology is nothing more than an extension of the field, and it has its limits. To be honest, Aunt Niu, I am deeply sorry that you have not yet dominated a world line. However, please see, even the insects that are said to feed on world lines have little ability to infect the third world line."

The face of the Du Niu mycelium, constantly aggregating, recombining, and mitoticizing, didn't reveal much emotion; its tone remained calm: "Domain? Ecology? Is this how you see me?"

Li Cang nodded and said, "Although the essence of life has been purified again and again, it has not undergone a qualitative change. I would call this kind of succession activation. Ecology alone cannot suppress the self-cleaning and digestion capabilities of the world line. For the sake of argument, this is one of the reasons why your Du Lao ecology has not spread throughout the world line?"

"I've lost touch with many of these ecological seeds. I can sense them taking root, sprouting, and growing strong, but I admit... they've gone out of control," Du Niu scoffed. "But who cares? What's the difference between you and me? We've lost almost all of our human qualities. At first, it might just be a little bit of extremism and stubbornness. You might think you can use something—memory, creation, faith—anything to correct, embellish, and disguise yourself. But in the end, these things will subtly mold you into an incomprehensible being. Believe me, I know that feeling all too well. When time becomes an illusion, when everything seems familiar, everything loses its meaning. The only interest left is the tireless creation of companions we can get close to and warm each other with."

Li Cang raised an eyebrow, continuing to probe Du Niu's sensitive nerve: "Aunt Niu, if I may ask, what is the timeline you've experienced since we parted ways?"

"Four hundred years, or even longer, who knows!" Du Niu punched Li Cang in the left rib area, and the limb formed by mycelium burst into a bloody mess. Holding a white, brittle rib fragment, he glanced at it twice and then casually tossed it away before it degenerated into cancerous, deformed tissue: "What?"

"Emmm, with your personality, you actually look quite young." "You're so glib."

"These insects, the species might not be high-class, but their taste is certainly quite sophisticated," Li Cang said casually. "There's probably something in this timeline that attracts them... hmm."

"Tell me, why don't you continue?"

"The imperial relief grain has arrived!"

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As can be expected, there are only a few possible ways to enter the third line, including the Snow Dragon that randomly assigns messenger missions, the unknown input point in America, the unstable outbreak of the warp storm arm, the stable warp node, and the jump line.

This time, what appeared in Li Cang's field of vision were mostly the second batch from the base and America's side, as well as the resident group of talents. In short, the composition looked quite complicated.

Sky islands, orbital islands, wild islands, modified islands, ships, colony ships, and insect-like ships.
Servant of Fate, Contractual Alienated Life, Enhanced Bio-beast
At first glance, Li Cang even sensed a rare kind of humanoid or humanoid fantasy life form that possessed mature, rational thinking and logic and stood from a human perspective.

"By the way, isn't the art style of that thing a bit...?"

"His name is Captain Justice!"

"My goodness! Your knowledge is astounding!"

"I you."

Du Niu was seething with hatred, but what could she do? That Captain Justice's style was so different from everyone else's. The way he stood there, wearing the mask, he looked like he had just crawled out of a Transformers cartoon. When she saw him, she was so excited that she subconsciously screamed out loud. She was so embarrassed.

"Justice will prevail." His lack of knowledge didn't stop Li Cang from baring his teeth in disdain: "Even these fantastical beings have taken to the side of humanity, yet I haven't even seen a glimpse of the Investiture of the Gods series. Auntie, why don't you take some time to go and wreck the old house? You have a whole host of stories about your old house, both old and new. I'll open the door, you do the work, and we'll split the profits 50/50, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Du Niu laughed, annoyed by the thing: "So, after all that rambling, this is the only thing you really meant, huh?"