The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2699 [Brain Worm]

On the Sky Island, the beacon anchor left behind by Hissmore Anel unfolds its light wings.

The absolutely regular hexagonal woven spatial grid slowly unfolded, spreading beyond the sky island like a flower in a mirror, ignoring the densely distributed thorn forest. Behind each hexagonal mirror, there were multi-angle shots of a massive sequence of bio-engineered beasts.

Subordinates, Bio-engineered Beasts, Mechanical Constructs and Bio-equipment, Servants of Fate, Alienated Bloodline Creatures, Ship Modification Island
The Monroe jellyfish-shaped upper city network of tentacles breaks through the limitations of the mirrored hexagonal grid, growing infinitely with the wind, spreading endless weapons across the Zerg battlefield like a flood.

Those low-level, outdated forced biohazard sequences were unremarkable, and the Razor Fang didn't even qualify for a screen time. What really made people's heads spin was the redhead's new idea—

Brain worm

These are the pinnacle of the biochemical system of the insectoid matrix, flesh and blood, inert coagulated matter, sediment, and various unnameable substances that Li Cang painstakingly cultivated. Theoretically, they should be comparable to the sixth-stage alien bloodline organisms. They even try to live by eating insects, just like their original forms.

The basic form of this thing is impossible to describe. If you had to describe it, it would be a bloated jellyfish reminiscent of Upper Monroe, with a bunch of colorful tentacles topped with a bouncy mushroom head, floating aimlessly in the air, as if it had given up on living, letting insects devour it.

Under the astonished gaze of the young lady in her true vision, the camps of these well-fed insects instantly turned red and green, and they even enjoyed a considerable portion of the dice buff granted by the Gray Knight.

Tai Xiaoyi: Huh?
The poor young lady swallowed hard, then suddenly seemed to remember something and hurriedly grabbed the communicator: "Cang, Teacher Cang, you'd better take a look now."

All the insects that were forced to switch sides appeared unchanged, but as they hid in the insect swarm and frantically preyed on their own kind, their bodies began to crack, and their size inevitably began to swell. One after another, pale jellyfish tentacles, winding through their bodies, replaced the original flesh and blood, embedded in the cracks, and regular pulses surged with a sticky green.

And until this point.
Only then did the insects realize that they were no longer of the same kind, had been contaminated, and had been separated from the subneural network, so they immediately activated the extermination logic without any lingering affection or sympathy.

The commotion was so great that it almost covered half of the battlefield.

The outer camp thought the bugs had come up with some new trick, but what followed was a dazzling display of skill and spectacle that left everyone speechless and incredulous. Wait, should we send reinforcements?

"You're making a fuss over nothing!" Old Wang looked down on these noobs: "Even if you threw 30 billion into the Sky Palace, I, Lord Sherman, could still get a positive record!"

Li Cang seemed quite satisfied, and casually scooped up the completely exhausted Old Wang and pulled him onto Qiu Goukun's arm: "Your White Bone Lady transformation is all show and no substance. A normal evil transformation at least retains some combat power and can continue to enjoy the buff of painful stripping. This one, well, it's like a duck on a hot plate. If there's even a little bit of boiling water in the pot, it's like waiting for the food to be served!"

"You White Bone Lady! Your whole family are White Bone Ladies!" Old Wang's lungs ached, his eyes widened in disbelief: "Can't you speak like a human being? Even a donkey pulling a millstone needs to eat some grass to obey commands!"

Li Cang shrugged: "I already have Gou Hai, who's such a traitor. What do I need a donkey for? If you're even willing to work in the mill, I'll respect you as a real man!"

“@#￥%…”

What you keep in mind will eventually come to pass. If Old Wang's kind words could be translated into damage numbers, Li Cang's head would probably be filled with 999.

"Is this considered stable?" Old Wang said again, still unwilling to give up. "Damn it, I really can't take it anymore. It's been almost two months, and if I keep hitting myself, I'll be as soft as a slug!"

Li Cang remained silent, gazing at the turbulent energy storm above him: "Emmmmmm—"

“Stop! Stop!”

Old Wang was truly subdued by Ji Bo, and didn't even dare let the mourner open his mouth, fearing that a large flag would be plunged into the back of his neck in a second. Suddenly.

The entire swarm of insects trembled collectively, or rather, everything related to the swarm, from insects to the flesh and blood plants that connected heaven and earth, flashed with light in unison. Energy pulses representing thought or life surged within them, some bursting and some becoming disordered, and this disordered flashing was completely synchronized in all the flesh and blood plants and individual insects.

"What did you do?" Old Wang immediately looked up: "You fucking secretly carried my sinking bomb on your son Da Lei's back?"

This is the most reliable guess that Lao Wang has come up with from his vast knowledge gaps. It can't be that Comrade Da Leizi crawled onto the insect's face and stabbed his mother's swarm to death with a ferocious dragon blade, right? No way, no way.
To everyone's surprise, Li Cang scratched his head, looking utterly astonished: "I don't know."

"Clam?"

"I really don't know!"

"."

The two looked at each other, shrugged, and let the matter drop. That's how staunch materialists are; what fists can't reach is poetry and distant places.

"Help! Boss, please help!" Hissmore An'er, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, was typing away on his laptop, projecting the image directly into Li Cang's arms: "I don't know the specifics of those bugs, but their subneural networks must be malfunctioning. Now, use your homologous link channels; the brain worm needs more carriers!"

Li Cang beckoned with his finger, and the homologous link channel and even the dog sea immediately sprang into action, accelerating the spread of the sluggish and weak brain worm: "Good idea, but what about its actual lifespan?"

"It has nothing to do with me; let's judge by the lifespan of the insects!"

"Pretty!"

"Yeah, me, me, me?"

"Bye."

"嘁~"

The silhouette of the setting sun over the long river materialized on a hexagonal grid, appearing to Old Wang of Licang like a plumber, constantly tapping and examining it, affectionately stroking the unseen void on the line: "Tsk, the bugs really are bugs, look at the quality of this project, the load capacity and smoothness!"

Old Wang waved: "Good morning! Have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten! The food at the base is amazing! Yesterday I even managed to snag a limited-edition executive lunchbox from Chef Kong!" Brother Changhe Luori was visibly beaming, and had even gained a little weight: "ε=(ο｀*))), I can't even imagine what kind of life I had online before!"

"That's great, it'll be even harder to live like this from now on!"

"Hey, it's not you??"

Old Wang is truly ruthless; with just two sentences, he completely shattered the unwavering resolve of the notorious human trafficker, Brother Longhe Sunset.

(End of this chapter)